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lily-alphonse · 4 days

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Omg pls do smth for Haley x Sebastian. I can imagine her hating him for being the ‘town freak’ but she actually loves him yk yk??

Hi Seph! I had an insane brain blast for this one and I would love to write it one day. I'm going to try to summarize as best as I can because my brain is absolutely sprinting with this idea and I already have the makings of a full fic formed lol.

I checked AO3 for funsies and was surprised to find they genuinely are rare, I was expecting more. At the time of my search I see ten, you can click here to see existing Haley/Seb on AO3.

I actually have a plan for these two to hook up in my SamAlex series (it isn't posted anywhere yet but sooo soon, you can check out the ask its based on though) but that's more casual, let’s give them the makings of a real relationship this time.

I might have seen this somewhere but I love the idea of Haley going to Sebastian for weed, and that's how they get closer.

I need Sebastian to SAVE her. That’s what got me all fired up. That’s my climax.

Ok so initially, Haley definitely just sees Sebastian as a freak, especially because he was even weirder in high school while he was figuring out his style and stuff.

She dreads that she has no other option but to go to him for weed, preferring to go through Sam whenever possible, but Jodi is really strict you know, he can't always be meeting her for stuff like that or keeping weed in his place.

So she has no choice but to meet him.

Sebastian has changed. He's grown, he's gotten his style together. He's kind of punk, but Haley doesn't hate it. (I'm imagining @modern-gremlin 's interpretation of Sebastian for this). Haley's even a little intrigued, but won't admit it to herself. He's not the kind of guy she usually goes for.

The first time she meets him at his house on the mountain she complains about the trek, but she’s wearing fashionable heeled boots and Sebastian looks at her like she’s stupid. “Nice boots.”

“Is that sarcasm?”

Sebastian can't tell if she’s asking that seriously or not. It makes things awkward (high implications that Haley is autistic I love autistic Haley fanon). “Maybe” he decides to answer.

She waggles a gloved finger at him. “No, no. I don’t take sarcasm. I will thank you for your compliment, and your backhanded joke is ruined,” she says matter-of-factly.

Sebastian, amused and a little high, just chuckles and says “Okay.”

“Thank you. Now where’s my weed?”

Sebastian shakes his head to himself, an incredulous smile glued to his face. He can’t quite shake his sarcastic tendencies when he gestures back to the house, “After you my lady.”

She nods and flips her blonde hair behind her.

They start meeting up regularly, usually once a month. Always short business dealings. At first Sebastian does offer to smoke her out so she can test it, but she refuses. More than potentially being awkward, she really prefers just to smoke at parties. It's not that she doesn't trust him, she supposes she does if she's buying weed from him, and he never seems to short her.

I want to have a buildup bonding moment where she learns something about him that's surprising and she likes it. Maybe she comes by and he is working on his motorcycle (🥵 every Sebastian lover when we get that scene) and after that starts opening up to him a bit more.

She starts letting him know about the parties she is going to in town where she's taking the weed to. When it seems a little sus or new territory, he asks her how she's getting home and stuff like that, just to make sure she's safe, and she laughs him off. She's a big girl, she can take care of herself. He assures her anyway that if she's ever in a bad situation she can call him or Sam. They are often in town on the weekend anyway. Haley is touched at that.

She decides maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to get high with him sometime. I’m thinking the first time is a fun little hangout with a group though I’m not sure who exactly yet. Essentially I need them to get high and have a good time and with their guards down there actually starts to be a little romantic tension between them but they can’t do anything about it because of the others there.

Next we get a party scene where Haley is kind of checked out and uninterested in hooking up or playing any racy party games because unfortunately she’s kind of hung up on Sebastian now. Both are individually having their own 'damn I might have caught feelings' moments.

A few days after those realizations they stumble across each other by accident and are both sober, that's important. They have a cute little sober moment like she comes across him in the woods as she’s taking pics, or he takes her out on his motorcycle. By the end of it they are officially both interested in each other. They are looking forward to seeing each other again, but neither of them has spelled out that they're dating.

Then, first conflict. Something happens, probably some kind of miscommunication. They don’t end up reconciling before Haley gets herself into trouble at the next party she goes to.

This bit originally got too graphic for this post so I will just say, she ends up in a bad situation, and manages to call Sebastian.

Sebastian comes in fully prepared to do jail time. I'm not pretending he is a big guy, I know that, he knows that. He has just seen some shit in his life and knows how to defend himself. Plus it helps that he is pissed. He majorly fucks up the bad guy and rescues Haley.

She's super out of it but murmurs his name. "Seb..."

“I told you I’d come get you,” he says, choking on relief.

Haley smiles a little and closes her eyes again. He picks her up, walking out of the party cradling her in his arms.

And then we could get an epilogue of them properly reconciling and becoming official and all that teehee

This ask is a part of the (now closed) SDV Rarepair Challenge! Check out the other answers here, and make sure to boost your favorite so it can appear in the final fic poll! More info on that here.

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5blondeboytoy5 · 4 months

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Also sdv LIs ranked :)

okay strap in i’ve got opinions

separating by m vs f i lean m and can’t compare some of them yknow? i’ll let you know my fave and least fave

men…

1. SAAAAAAAM my darling dearest light of my life fire of my loins samson my absolute favorite beloved number one man i love you i love you i love you… every love song i listen to i think of samson i have playlists named after him i have aus constructed around him i am incredibly unhealthily obsessed with him he is in every universe he is love we have two kids and they’re both named he’s so sweet and i want to save him

2. sebastian, god he’s so losercore patheticcore disgustingcore i love his entire vibe. i know ive jokes about him and sam being different versions of whit/kylar but while i think you have to bend and dig deep into sam to make him a bully like whitney (which i think sam could easily be characterized as a troublemaker i digress) seb is one hot bitch moving to the valley away from being a disgusting stalker that jerks off with your panties and peeks in through your window i love him he’s such a loser and i don’t want to save him

3. alex, i know he’s the most unpopular bachelor but i really think he’s just trying his best - I KNOW I KNOW there’s some icky lines from him but there’s something so endearing about him… he reminds me of kevin from daria, he’s so simple and i know he just thinks with his dick

4. elliott, he’s fine, solid 5/10 like i understand the appeal to him - he’s romantic, and sweet, and dreamy, but he’s not for me. but again i see why people like him

5. harvey…. kinda the same reason as avery/eden in the prev ask im not into older men and he’s clearly in his 40s…. he’s just boring i just don’t quite see him but im not a hater toward him

6. shane. now, yknow elliott and harvey aren’t for me but im not an elliott/harvey hater. I AM A SHANE HATER FOREVER hes ugly and old and stinky and i know he’s flawed and you can save him but i take so many issues with his character like….i know alcoholism is a disease and addiction is terrible and all that but the fact that he has legal custody of jas and continues to drink and throw his life away and force marnie into raising her EVEN AFTER HES SOBER AND LIVING WITH THE PLAYER and idk. i just do not vibe with fucking an alcoholic parent and i think haley gets so much shit for being mean and shane gets away with it scot free. i just do not like him at all and i wouldn’t hate him half as much if he wasn’t the most popular bachelor. fuck shane all my homies hate shane

now onto the women…..just a preface i like all of them pretty much ???? like think of them all above elliott in my ranking because i think they’re all lovely

1. EMILYYYYY SWEET SPACEY AQUARIUS GIRL (in my heart) i love a weird girl i love how esoteric her heart events are also i sew too and so does she….she’s the bachelorette i identify most with and i love love love love love her

2. abigail….i can’t not. the ass gang is so near and dear to my heart they’re the stupid shithead friends you make in high school in your stupid podunk town and i just. god she’s such a cool girl….but i love her more in a best friend way than in a make out with me way

3. haley… i just love her vibes and i think her development is a lot more interesting and also is a victim of misogyny…. i just feel like her narrative is so different as a girl character because to me haley is unlearning internalized misogyny and learning how to be understanding and loving

4. maru… i love a dorky nerdy girlie in stem and i love the dynamic between her and seb (which is how ive mostly experienced her mostly) and how interesting their family dynamic is. anyway, maru is the friend i made in my honors classes in school but we had nothing in common but she’s so sweet and nice that i stick by her side

5. penny, the other bachelorette i relate the most to (i work childcare irl) and i think her and pam and their dynamic with alcoholism is infinitely more interesting than shane. but, i feel like penny is just….too delicate and domestic i want so much good for this girl

6. leah - no hate! no hate fr! i just never ever see her because she’s always in her cabin! but also i love her because she’s artsy and cute but i just don’t know her like that!

#thank you for asking i love you so much #mwah mwah #asks🎀#natasha.txt #this is so long i’m sorry #this is so much longer than the dol interests i’m sorry #ig sdv has more characterization than dol #but #also fuck shane #also i’ve had 4 years for these feelings to develop and simmer

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barkspawn · 2 years

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ENEMIES TO LOVERS!!!!!! Seb thinks that he "hates" the farmer after they just moved in and acts mean to them for no reason and farmer also acts bitter but after the farmer gets intimate with another bachelor he gets jealous and furious... I loveeeeeeeee enemies to lovers😭😭😭

Who am I posting these daily? This is the last one I have for now though! If you want more, ask for it at barkspawn.tumblr.com or a comment? I guess a message too? You know how to find me.

This one is pretty on par with the Harvey one for me. Seb is my main choice (See: Sound of Silence) in all playthroughs whether I try or not, and this gave me a whole new idea of their dynamic. Thanks, anon!

Might I note that Amelia does feel guilty about shamelessly flirting with Sam? There's a whole conversation they have and he's not mad, he knew Seb had feelings and assumed she did too by how she played into his antics. Sam wasn't going to turn her down for the occasional make-out sesh. Everyone ate pizza and all is well.

Amelia spent her first few months in Pelican Town getting to know anyone she can. She had so few friends in Zuzu that the sense of community made her feel appreciated and wanted.

She had trouble, however, with one person. She spent a lot of time with Sam, seeing as he was her first and best friend in town. That meant she spent a lot of time with Abigail and Sebastian as well. Abigail was great. If either of the guys were getting under their skin, they'd go to the farmhouse and have a "girls' night" or so to speak.

Sebastian, on the other hand, had been consistently hostile toward her. She tried everything from giving him gifts to paying him visits, but nothing seemed to ease up his apparent dislike for her. She didn't like or understand it, but it's not like she could do anything about it.

Amelia started to hang out with Sam alone recently though, which Abigail often picked on her for. Sam and Amelia had always been a little flirty but never anything more. Then they had a drunken kiss one night and, while awkward at first, sort of became a fling. Never anything public because Yoba knows every person in town liked to talk. Jodi had seen Amelia come out of Sam's room after having the door closed and immediately asked not-so-subtle questions about if they were dating.

No one hated this more than Sebastian though, grimacing every time Sam mentioned her. Often, he changed the subject. He couldn't stand her and how much everyone liked her.

"Amelia went out of her way to catch me a halibut!"

"Amelia is so sweet! She made me my favorite food for my birthday and it's so hard to make!"

"Amelia brings me coffee every morning. She really is the best."

"Amelia this, Amelia that-" blah blah.

There is no way in hell someone is as happy and genuinely likable as her. It doesn't work that way. After all, Sebastian disliked her; even more so how Sam absolutely fawns over her. Thankfully for Sebastian, they never show any hint of attraction in public, but the idea that Sam can actually even think about kissing her is beyond him.

Friday morning around 10:30 am, Amelia made her way through the heavy oak front door into Robin's shop, her grin wide in greeting.

"Amelia! What a pleasant surprise! How can I help you today?"

"Hey! I actually was hoping for a house upgrade, if you're still able. I finally saved up enough and have all of the supplies you need just by the house."

"Oh, fantastic! Of course I can," Robin's grin never faltered as she pulled out a ledger and started writing out plans and costs.

"I can come over tomorrow to go over the plans and get started."

"Thanks, Robin," Amelia started, handing over a small pouch of gold to the woman just as she heard a creak from the basement door. She didn't even have to turn to know it was Sebastian, ever the late sleeper. Judging by Robin's expression, he must have been overjoyed to see her.

"Don't you ever just stay home and, you know, not near me?" She shook her head with a quiet laugh, tilting her head his way and noticing he was in fact wearing pajamas still. Well, pajama pants with little frogs on them. Unfortunately, he was also not in a shirt at the moment. He was an attractive man, but insufferable. The corner of her mouth turned up in a smile as she moved to the door.

"You should probably put a shirt on, no one in the room had their sunglasses on," she turned and gave a small wave to Robin, who was genuinely confused (and a little amused) before pushing out of the door. She paused before turning back for a final comment, elated that he was sneering, "oh, and nice pajamas. Adorable. See you tonight." She closed the door, but not before hearing the mumbled "Unfortunately" that came in response.

She turned toward the mountain pass, a pleased little smile playing at her lips. She could be an asshole too.

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Despite it being the same every Friday, the saloon always felt like it was insanely busy as Amelia walked in. She stepped up to the bar, earning a smile from a busy Emily. Amelia held up a hand to show she was in no rush.

After a moment, she felt warmth behind her, being enveloped in a tight hug, one hand holding her drink of choice. She laughed, turning and throwing her arms around Sam in a hug.

"You came! Dude, I was worried for a bit that you flaked."

"I wouldn't dare," she hummed as she took the drink presented, making a mental note to buy a pizza to pay him back. She turned and headed towards the gaming area and beamed over at Abigail, who was waving before turning back to her game. Her eyes fell on Sebastian then, her smile not faltering in the slightest as she approached the opposite edge of the pool table, "hey, Sebastian!"

The man rolled his eyes almost too dramatically before taking down the rest of his drink in a swig. She felt Sam come up behind her again, wrapping his arms around her from behind and resting his cheek on her head, "'m glad you came. Thought I wasn't going to see you for the whole weekend."

Oh boy. He's already tipsy.

Sam was an affectionate drunk. She was going to tell him to drink water and calm down, but as he kissed the top of her head, the look on Sebastian's face was priceless. He looked like he just saw something absolutely vile.

Oh, this can be fun...

"Are you two gonna be disgusting or can we get back to our game?" Sebastian snapped, something in his voice that she couldn't quite place. Sam pulled back, arms up in surrender.

"My bad, my bad," he started, retrieving his stick from against the wall, "we can continue. My good luck is here now anyway," he shot Amelia a wink, though Sebastian barked out an annoyed laugh.

He is pissed tonight... I almost feel bad. Almost.

Sebastian, of course, was winning, only needing to pocket the 8 ball. Sam was moping, leaning on the pool table like he was making a major decision. Abigail had been engulfed in the game and Sebastian had gone to grab him and Sam another drink. She was 2 drinks in and delightfully buzzed, having loads of fun toying with Sebastian and grossing him out. Serves him right.

She walked to Sam and pulled his arm around her, noticing Sebastian heading back their way. She stood on her toes and pressed a small kiss to the soft spot beneath his ear before whispering, "you look pretty hot tonight."

Sam's hold on her hip tightened as he drew her a little closer, his lips turning to a wide smirk. It didn't matter what she'd said, she'd learned quickly that he was quite a fan of not-so-subtle flirting, especially whispers. The pink that tinged his cheeks was an added bonus. She felt a little bad for using him to piss off Sebastian, but it's not like he objected.

Before Sam could even respond, Sebastian was storming past, pushing the stick into Sam's chest as he spat, "you sure know how to pick them, huh?" He turned to look at her then, venom thick in his words, "bitchy and fake."

His words, for the first time, actually struck a nerve. He had kept moving, pushing out the door. The force he used drew the attention of a couple of people who turned to look at her and Sam, who was also standing there, shocked.

Abigail walked over and looked between the two of them in confusion, "dude, what the fuck happened?"

Sam's brows knit together as he really started to process what Sebastian had said. He started to step away toward the door, "I don't know what his problem is but I'll go talk to him," he started, the irritated tone out of place in his voice. Amelia grabbed his hand stopping him.

"Sam, let me. Clearly, he's mad at me for something. I'll be back in a few," she offered Sam a small smile, hoping it was reassuring. Sam hesitated but turned back.

"Fine. But if you're not back in 10 minutes, I'm bringing out the cavalry."

Amelia turned toward the door as she heard Abigail almost immediately jump Sam for answers. She blinked away angry tears as she pushed through the door, following the scent of Sebastian's cigarette. She turned the corner to find him leaning against the side of the saloon, mid-exhale of his smoke.

"What the fuck is your problem, Sebastian?" She barked, her tone more hostile than she thought. He looked over at her, a little shocked at how mad she'd gotten. She swore she saw a hint of a smirk, "what does me flirting with Sam have to do with you? How does that make me bitchy?"

He kept his tone low, voice not raised, "you'll wake up the whole town. Stop yelling."

"Answer the question," she hissed, her hands balled up at her sides.

He was enjoying this. She spent the whole night trying to piss him off. He knew it was intentional by the way she made sure that he'd seen it. Now she was fuming and he hadn't seen that before. He took a long drag of his cigarette as she continued.

"Why do you care what I do?" He looked her way, eyebrow arched, though it fell as he realized she had tears welling in her eyes. He felt a tug in his chest that he couldn't quite place.

"Ames, I couldn't give two shits about who or what you like to kiss," he exhaled the smoke, head arched up toward the sky, "personally, I think it's gross."

"My name is Amelia. And clearly, you do give a shit if you're storming out of the saloon and calling me names," she turned, facing him now entirely as he finished his cigarette, "what is it then? Are you mad that someone is stealing Sam's attention? Mad that the one person who can deal with your shit attitude might have someone else to spend time with?"

Sebastian turned, facing her how, almost as if they were squaring off. There was a good 3 or 4 feet between them.

"For one, Sam is a big boy and can hang out with whoever he wants," he snapped, "and second, I only have a shit attitude because you're damn near insufferable."

His words stung, but they still didn't make sense. Despite trying to keep their voices down, they were shouting once more.

"Then why do you actually care about me flirting with Sam? If you think he's a 'big boy' and can do what he wants, why d–"

"Because he's not good for you!" He shouted, the silence following tense. For the second time, Amelia was left confused. Sebastian looked angry for just a moment before his expression faded into quiet indignation, but despite his efforts, he couldn't stop the startled look in his eyes, almost like he'd been slapped.

"And you know what's good for me?" She asked, still stern, but no longer yelling. Sebastian had looked away by then, leaning back against the wall.

To be honest, Sebastian had no idea why he cared so much. He lit another cigarette, taking a long drag. Question after question running through his mind, though the obvious was there, louder than every other thought. He stared off, unsure how to answer.

After a long moment, she continued, frustration laced through her tone, "you know, the fact that you're getting so worked up because Sam and I are flirting is really fucking ironic considering you and Abigail-"

"Abigail and I are not-" he tried to interject, but she kept going.

"-- are constantly flirting. And-"

"I don't care about Abigail, Amelia."

She had to raise her voice then, frustrated with him, with the tears she couldn't stop, and with how the whole evening played out, "then what the hell do you care about? Because you really seem to hate ev-"

"You, okay?" He snapped, his voice raising to her level as he pinched off the burning end of the cigarette, "you're absolutely fucking infuriating with how nice you are and how you just seem to know everything I want or like," he paced back and forth, saying more than she heard him ever say, "I hate that I like your dumb hair and stupid eyes. I hate that I like the way just the corner of your mouth turns up when you tell a joke that you're proud of. I hate that you won't just… go away," he ran his fingers back through his hair as Amelia watched, completely taken aback, "because when you're not around, you're still there. Everyone here likes you and talks about you, so of course I'm constantly thinking about you. It's like.. this funny, stupid, cute new farmer shows up and everyone is suddenly head over heels. It's-"

Sebastian stopped in his tracks, the fact that he just said all of that to her dawning on him. Putting out his cigarette suddenly felt like a poor choice. He closed his eyes and turned toward her, scanning her face for the resentment and ridicule he saw coming.

"So.. you think I'm cute, huh?" She said after what felt like an eternity. Teasing him was the only possible thing she could think to do that didn't involve the cacophony of thoughts and emotions taking over. Dramatically, he groaned, turning to start walking toward the mountain path.

"This never happened, Ames. No one will believe you!"

She jogged forward a few steps and grabbed his hand to stop him. He turned back, the emotions in his eyes impossible to read.

"Seb," He barely heard her; her voice was so soft. The nickname coming from her sent a chill down his spine despite hearing it from so many others. Fuck, he had it bad for her. Though he stopped, she didn't pull her hand back, and neither did she, "I… might not hate that you feel that way about me," she spoke, her voice quiet and almost embarrassed. The feeling that moved through her as he confessed those things was one she'd never felt with anyone, not Sam or her ex. She hadn't even known she felt this way.

"You.. you know what I'm trying to say, right?" She asked, finally looking up to meet his eyes. He gave a small nod, almost like he was being cautious about what to say next. She had stepped closer, their bodies mere inches apart.

It was a long moment before she whispered, "Seb, If you don't kiss me, I swear to Yoba I'll-" She hummed as he complied, his hands moving to her hips, almost unsure where to put them. He was relieved when she slipped her arms around his neck, the kiss naturally deepening. He tasted of smoke and beer, but his lips were soft and his touch gentle. After a few moments, the need to breathe overcame them, their chests rising and falling in tandem as they rest their foreheads together.

She pulled back slightly, seeing him smirk wickedly before he spoke, voice almost gravelly, "I still think you're insufferable, Ames."

She rolled her eyes dramatically before stealing one short, but teasing kiss, "maybe, but you think I'm cute and insufferable."

#shut up tori #barkspawn #sdv #stardew valley #fanfic #stardew sebastian #sdv sebastian #sebastian stardew valley #stardew valley sebastian #sebastian sdv #sebastian stan #stardew valley fanfic #oh look a one-shot #barkspawn oneshot

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timdrakesbussy · 5 months

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Some NSFW Sambastian HCs, as I’ve said before, MDNI (istg please do NOT follow me if you’re a minor)

Saw a tweet about Sam being a biter so I just have to make this lmao anyways yeah Sam is a biter. At first Sebastian wasn’t into it but once Sam sinks his teeth into his skin, something shift and he actually enjoys it.

Maru was perplexed yet found it funny the first time she saw Sebastian out of his room with red-purple bite marks all over his neck. She grins and asked, “You fought off lampreys or something?” He was lucky that it wasn’t Demetrius or Robin who saw him.

Their first time was rather sweet and slow, Sebastian took the lead and rides Sam to show him how to fuck him properly. It wasn't their first times in general, but it was their first time together and Sam was unfamiliar with gay sex beforehand.

They both cried during their first times, both thought they ruined it but really they actually love the tenderness so much they cried. Yes, they're sappy like that.

Sam has such a silver tongue that he easily made Sebastian melts. He didn't know he has a voice kink but goddamn, Sam is far too good with his tongue.

Speaking of tongues, Sam is also good with other things. But Sebastian gives best head, hands down.

While Sam isn’t the biggest hunk Sebastian has ever seen, he’s still taller and broader than he is. And Sebastian loves that Sam is big enough to cover him underneath his body without making him feel too small and weak.

Sebastian is a brat and Sam loves it. It’s always so good to see his quiet and standoffish boyfriend be an absolute brat in bed.

Despite popular theory that Sebastian is into pet-play to the point of Abigail (and others like Alex and Haley) believing that just cause he “looks like the type”, he isn’t into it at all. In fact, being called or calling someone ‘kitten’ made him cringe so bad that it turns him off. Though Sam is a little shit and likes to call him kitten when they’re not having sex just to get a reaction.

If Sam’s a biter, then Sebastian is a screamer. It’s really fun for Sam to see Seb tries so hard to keep his voice down, pushing his buttons as Seb's lips quiver.

Sam is the type to have a sex playlist but Seb prefers the sound they make. Though it is rather hot to hear their noise overlaying the sound of Deftones in Sam's playlist.

#stardew valley #sdv #stardew valley headcanons #sdv headcanons #sdv sam #sdv sebastian #stardew sam #stardew sebastian #sambastian #samseb #sam x sebastian #Spotify

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pechefarm · 2 years

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Buttercup Baby Ch 8 SPECIAL BONUS CHAPTER!

Pairings: Sam/Male Farmer OC, Sebastian/Female OC, Shane/Female OC

Rating: T for Teen

Word count: 5,061

Content Warnings: Alcohol use

Authors Notes: Welcome to a special bonus chapter! I was too excited to wait to post this one so here you go!

If you have any questions, comments, or snide remarks, leave them in the comments here or on ao3!

Today was supposed to be perfect. Today was supposed to be fun and joyful. But instead of cheering his friends on for being the cutest couple at the dance, Léo was instead trying to decide if he wanted to play the role of peace keeper or not. The mess his friends had just left made him pretty certain that he wanted to just leave them to figure it out themselves.

The day had started out well enough. Elfie had been sending him selfies of her progress getting ready for the dance. She had made a beautiful sage green dress with white flower details. She was even wearing a petticoat to make it poof out more. Elfie looked absolutely stunning in a way that Léo wasn’t used to seeing on her.

“Do you think Sebastian will like it?” she asked, calling Léo moments before she left to head to Pelican Town.

“He’d be an idiot not to,” Léo said. “You look absolutely gorgeous. Anyone would be lucky to have you as their date.”

Elfie had arrived a little late, so she and Léo were the last to arrive. Everyone was already mingling, trying out the tiny desserts that Gus had made. Léo could hear Pam complaining about the size, and

Gus telling her that these were fancy treats typically served at a high tea. This was a special event that called for special food.

Pam picked up a ham and truffle vol-au-vent, and took a bite of the delicate savory puff pastry treat.

“Not bad,” she said, and Gus beamed. “Maybe you could make one the size of a plate next time.”

Léo felt his stomach growl, and Elfie looked at him.

“You get some food, and I’ll find Seb and the rest of them, okay?” Elfie said with a smile. Léo gave her the thumbs up as he took a bite out of a small cake, and she flounced away, scanning the crowd.

Léo grabbed a plate and began putting different treats on it. Canapés and petit fours adorned the table, and he was sure to get one of everything.

“Wow, you must be hungry.”

Léo looked up in surprise, and smiled when he saw Sam standing there.

“Oh, yeah I…” Léo’s voice died in his throat as he looked Sam up and down. His friend was wearing a powder blue suit with a matching tie, and a crisp white button down. His hair had been somewhat tamed into a small ponytail, and damn did it work on him.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” Sam teased, and then made a squawking sound as Léo took out his phone.

“I wasn’t serious!” Sam said.

“Aw, but you look so handsome!” Léo said with a grin. Sam’s golden eyes glittered, and he smiled gently.

“You do too,” he said, and took a step closer to Léo.

“We should take a selfie together,” Léo said. “Gotta put our gorgeous faces all over the internet, yeah?”

Sam nodded, and the two struck a few poses as they took pictures. Léo felt Sam’s arm snake around his waist, and he tried to ignore the pounding in his chest as he took the last photo. Sam was giving the “rock and roll” sign with his tongue out, and Léo… Fuck.

Léo was staring at him like a goddamn idiot. Was this what Sebastian had been talking about when he said that Léo acted like a school girl around Sam? Unfortunately, it was the best picture out of the bunch, so it was the one they posted on their snapchat and instagram stories. Léo even put his on facebook, which Sam teased him for.

“Who still uses facebook?” Sam asked. “Oh wait, I know. Old people. You’re an old person now.”

“You can call me old next year when I turn 30,” Léo said. “But not yet. I’m still in my twenties, so I’m full of youthful energy.”

“Yeah okay grandpa,” Sam said, and Léo punched his arm.

“Hey, do you know where Sebastian and Elfie are?” Léo asked suddenly.

“Oh, when I saw Seb last, he was with Abby. They were standing near the water.”

The two turned and looked towards the river, but there was nobody in sight.

“That’s weird,” Sam said. “Well, it has been a little over an hour. They must be getting ready to dance.”

“You’re gonna dance with Penny, right?” Léo asked.

“For the traditional bit, yeah,” Sam said. “You can’t make fun of me though if you watch.”

“Why would I do that?” Léo asked, popping a chocolate truffle into his mouth.

“Because the dance looks dumb as hell,” Sam grumbled. “It’s so old fashioned. I hate that we have to do this every year.”

“I’ll do my best not to point and laugh at you,” Léo said.

“You better not!”

Léo was just about to respond when Abigail rushed over to them. There was pure panic in her eyes.

“We’ve got a problem. A snafu, as your dad would say,” she said, looking at Sam.

“What, are Pam and Shane already shit faced?” Sam asked, but the grin on his face died at Abigail’s serious look.

“Shane’s involved, yeah, but not like that. Seb really fucked it up this time and shit is going down.”

“What?” Léo said. He and Sam rushed off with Abigail who tried to fill them in.

“Seb has been freaking out about this date all day,” she said quickly. “I seriously thought he was going to have a panic attack this morning, and only barely managed to calm him down. I thought everything would be fine, but this fucker decided that instead of facing his fears, he would avoid them.”

“Wait, you don’t mean…” Sam said, eyes wide. Abigail nodded grimly.

“He hasn’t spoken to her once this whole time. Well, actually he has. One sentence. And do you know what he said? He told her he wasn’t going to dance with her because, and I quote, dancing is stupid and there isn’t any point to this festival. So she said that she’d find someone else.”

“Elfie…” Léo muttered, slapping a hand to his face. There was a good chance Sebastian would think she was joking. But if Léo knew Elfie, and he did, he knew that she was dead serious. She would find someone else in a heart beat, if only just to piss him off.

“You got to be kidding me,” Sam said, eyes wide. “I mean, I know Sebastian’s dumb when it comes to this kind of thing, but that’s a whole new level.”

“Yeah, you’re telling me,” Abigail said. They finally came to the area where the traditional dance was going to be held, and Léo could see Elfie talking with Shane. He heart dropped when he saw them together. Of course she picked Shane. The man that Sebastian was the most jealous of when it came to Elfie. The two of them were chatting idly, and were standing just a smidge too close together. Sebastian was standing off to the side, glowering at the couple. Sam rushed over to him, concern written all over his face.

“Seb, what’s going on? Abby said that--”

“My date is planning on dancing with someone else,” Sebastian snarled.

“After you abandoned her!” Abigail said, marching up to him. “After you told her that this whole thing is pointless and boring!”

“Yeah but she didn’t have to go find someone else!” Sebastian said angrily.

“I’m not defending her,” Léo said slowly, “Because what she’s doing is pretty grade school. But have you seriously been ignoring her this whole time? Obviously she was going to get fed up.”

“I already told her I’m not good at this kind of thing!” Sebastian snapped. He ran his hand through his fluffed up hair, clearly stressed out.

“Yeah, but not talking to her at all? Seb you probably really hurt her feelings,” Sam said with a frown. “You need to go talk to her.”

“Fine, I’ll talk to her,” Sebastian said.

“You should wait until you cool off. Seb! Sebastian!” Léo called out as Sebastian made his way over to where Elfie and Shane stood. He sighed deeply.

“Well this is going to end in tears,” Abigail said.

Sebastian finally approached the couple, who were seemingly completely oblivious to his sudden appearance.

"Really? You replaced me with this asshole?" Sebastian spat out. Léo cringed. Was that really going to be Sebastian’s opening line?

Elfie turned, looking at Sebastian like he was something gross she had found on the bottom of her shoe. Shane's eyes were narrowed slightly, but he said nothing as he took a sip of his mimosa. The crowd around them had grown quiet, and everyone seemed to be holding their breath.

"He's not an asshole," Elfie said, trying to keep her voice even.

"I'm not?" Shane asked, visibly surprised. Elfie's face softened as she looked at him.

"You were so sweet when Jas told you that I needed someone to dance with. And you didn't have to say yes when I asked. You totally could’ve said no. You're not as big a jerk as you and everyone else seems to think," she said, and Shane looked away, clearly embarrassed.

"If you can't see what a fucking asshole he is, you're dumber than you look," Sebastian said, fists balled at his side.

"I'm sorry, what?" Elfie said in a deadly tone, slowly turning her head and fixing him with an icy glare. Léo tensed. He knew this voice. It was the one she used before dealing a killing blow.

"I said you're being an idiot!" Sebastian snapped. "He's just a pathetic loser who gets drunk every night and cusses people out for looking at him. What the hell possessed you to ask him to dance with you?"

"Does it matter?" Elfie said, teeth bared. "At least he wanted to dance with me. You invited me, but haven’t talked to me the entire time. I asked you to dance and you said no. I even told you I was going to find someone else!”

“Well I didn’t think you meant it!” Sebastian said, fists tightly clenched.

“I’m not going to sit here and let myself be treated like shit by someone who was supposed to be my date!” Elfie said angrily. “Just fucking leave me alone!”

Sebastian looked away and Shane smirked.

“Little Mister Edge Lord really fucked it up this time, didn’t he?” Shane said. “All you had to do was talk and dance with your date, but no. You’re too cool for that.”

Shane put his arm out and Elfie took it. Everyone around them was silent, pointedly not looking at them. The two walked away, Elfie looking haughty, and Shane looking at her like he had just won the lottery.

"What in the fuck was that?" Abigail asked, breaking the silence. “I thought you were going to talk to her!”

“Words were spoken,” Sebastian said, and Abigail sighed.

“Yeah, but you were supposed to make things better, not infinitely worse!”

Sebastian snarled at her, and looked like a wild animal about to attack. Léo bit his lip. Who the hell should he be siding with? If he tried to comfort Sebastian and calm him down, Elfie would be furious. But if he ignored Sebastian in favor of Elfie, there was a chance that his whole friend group in Pelican Town would hate him. There was only one thing to do.

“You guys are both being immature. Have fun with this traditional dancing or whatever, I’m getting something to drink.”

“Wait, you’re not going to watch?” Sam asked, looking visibly distressed.

“I need some air,” Léo said simply. “I didn’t come here for high school drama, and I need to get something to drink before I leave the dance completely.”

“Okay,” Sam said, looking at the ground. “Well…if you’re able to, you should come watch. You can even laugh at me and Penny’s dance moves.”

Léo looked at Sam curiously. “You really want me to watch, don’t you?”

“I just want one thing to go how it was planned,” Sam said with a deep sigh. “Just one thing. Maybe this could be that one thing.”

“I’ll see what I can do,” Léo said, and Sam nodded. Just as he was about to leave, Mayor Lewis strutted out into the center of the field, megaphone in hand.

“Alright folks!” he said, voice booming across the clearing. “The Flower Dance is going to begin! If you have a partner, come to the dance floor and get ready to dance the traditional spring time dance of Pelican Town!”

Sam looked at Léo with a pleading look in his eye, and Léo relented.

“Yeah okay, I’ll watch. And then I really am getting that drink.”

“Thanks Buttercup,” Sam said, and for some reason, Léo felt a flutter in his chest when he heard the nickname.

“Have fun Samico,” Léo said, and his friend smiled at him, joining Penny on the grassy dance floor.

A good amount of people had paired off, getting ready to dance. Haley walked by with Alex, saying something about hoping that she would be the girl crowned as the Flower Queen this year.

“That’s not fair…why can’t I be the Flower Queen?”

Léo looked around surprised, and saw Vincent standing by him, scuffing his toe on the ground.

“Who said you can’t?” Léo asked. Vincent looked up, startled. After making eye contact with Léo, Vincent stared at the ground, focusing very intently on a small rock.

“Lewis said all the girls should put their names in,” he said. “But that’s not me I guess. ‘Cause I’m a dumb boy.” Léo looked down at Vincent, and considered him. The poor boy looked genuinely distraught by this, and Léo wanted to help.

“Well you could put your name in anyway,” Léo said.

“They’ll just tell me that boys can’t be queens,” Vincent said. “Everyone always tells me stuff like that.”

“Like what?” Léo asked.

“Things that boys can’t do,” Vincent said. “My mom said boys can’t wear dresses, or make up or grow their hair out.”

“Did she now?” Léo said. He fished around in his pocket and pulled up his instagram. After a few minutes of searching, he found a photo of himself. He was wearing a short dress, and had his hair curled. Léo was wearing fake lashes, and more make up than Dolly Parton. He passed his phone to Vincent who looked at it with wide eyes.

“Long hair, dress, and make up,” Léo said with a grin. “In fact, I still have long hair.” Vincent stared and then took a deep breath. He looked up at Léo with wide eyes.

“Are you a girl?” Vincent asked quietly, handing the phone back. Léo blinked in surprise.

“No,” he said. “Boys can wear this stuff too and still be boys.”

“Oh,” Vincent said. The gears in Léo’s head were turning fast, and he suddenly knew what he needed to say.

“But, sometimes girls are born with everyone thinking they’re a boy,” he said, trying to sound casual.

“Really?” Vincent asked. “That…that can happen?”

“Yeah! But those boys are girls, even though everyone tells them that they’re a boy. That can be super hard for them. But there are things that can help.”

“Like what?” Vincent asked curiously.

“Well, some girls are named things like ‘Josh’ but they want people to call them something like ‘Melissa.’ So they pick a new name, and people can call them that instead.”

“I…that sounds good. I want to do that,” Vincent said.

“You want a new name?” Léo asked. “A pretty name?”

“Yeah. Everyone would make fun of me if I did that though,” Vincent mumbled.

“What if it’s a you and me thing?” Léo asked. “Or a you, me, and Jas thing? I’m sure Jas wouldn’t make fun of you.”

Vincent perked up. “Just us though, right?” he asked. “Nobody else?”

“Just us, until you’re ready for other people to know.”

Vincent smiled shyly. “Sam read me a book once with a girl named Coraline in it. I like the ‘Cora’ part of that name. Maybe you could call me Cora,”

“Sounds good Cora,” Léo said, getting a brilliant smile in response.

“You can’t tell anyone about it, okay?” Cora said. “It’s Vincent with everyone else. Even Sam.”

“I won’t tell anyone,” Léo promised. “Cross my heart and hope for pie.”

“Even Sam?” Cora asked.

“Even Sam,” Léo said with a gentle smile. “Just us.”

“And Jas,” Cora said. “I hope she doesn’t think it’s weird.”

“She won’t,” Léo said, and watched as the dancers lined up. “If Jas is a true friend, and she is, she won’t care at all.”

Cora followed Léo’s gaze and gave him a mischievous grin.

“Are you watching my brother?”

“What?” Léo said, and looked at Cora, a blush on his cheeks. “No! I’m looking at everyone.”

“It’s okay, you can look at my brother. He looks at you all the time,” Cora said. “Ms. Penny says it’s cute when he stares.”

“He…wait what did Penny say?” Léo asked, thrown.

“That he stares! I’m gonna go find Jas, I wanna let her know about my new name!” Cora said, and waved goodbye. Léo waved back, but found himself stuck on the idea that Sam had been staring at him so much that Penny decided to comment on it. And that she found it cute.

Lewis put a record on the nearby player, and the sound of the beautiful classical song Ave Maria filled the air. The dancers slowly began to move, and Léo instantly understood why Sam had been worried about him laughing. A lot of spinning and squatting, and swaying from side to side was going on.

Elfie was dancing with them, and she and Shane seemed to be having a good time. He was carefully guiding her through it, and the two of them laughed every time she fumbled a move. Léo looked around for Sebastian, and felt a twinge of sadness when he realized his friend wasn’t there. He wondered if Sebastian had left the dance completely. He hoped not.

A few more instrumental songs played before the traditional portion was done. Lewis proclaimed loudly that it was time to party, and suddenly high energy dance music filled the air. Everyone cheered, and the dance floor was swarmed.

“Are you going to come dance?”

Sam was standing at the edge of the dance floor and motioned for him to come. Léo walked over a smile on his face.

“Well I guess I can’t deprive the people of my amazing moves,” Léo teased, and began to move to the beat.

“Damn you really can dance!” Sam said and Léo grinned. He did a dramatic body roll, and Sam looked away, flushing.

“It’s a good thing you never saw me actually perform,” Léo said with a laugh. “If that makes you embarrassed, you would’ve run out of the venue in shame.”

“What were you doing on stage?” Sam asked, sounding shocked.

“Let’s just say I put the burlesque moves I learned for a bachelorette party to good use,” Léo said with a wink. Sam blushed from his collarbone to his hairline, and Léo couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re so innocent,” he said.

“I’m not!” Sam spluttered. “It’s just…you…whatever,” he said, and looked away. “I need a drink. I’ll be right back!”

“See you soon!” Léo called out.

A few more songs played, and Sam still hadn’t come back. Léo was exhausted, and decided he would go grab a drink as well. Maybe he’d see Sam over by the refreshments.

As Léo approached the table, the song turned slow, and he let out a pleased hum. It was a song he actually really enjoyed called Dandelions. He poured himself a glass of punch that he’d seen Pam spike, and a took a sip. He coughed slightly. Had she put whiskey into it? He hadn’t expected it to burn.

Making a note to take smaller sips, Léo closed his eyes and lost himself in the song.

But it's so good, I've never known anybody like you But it's so good, I've never dreamed of nobody like you

Léo opened his eyes, and looked to the side, wondering where his friends were. To his great surprise, Sam was nearby and was staring at him. He gave his friend a wave and Sam waved back, a shy smile on his face.

“Hey,” Léo said as Sam approached.

“Hey,” Sam said back, cheeks slightly pink.

And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine

“Enjoying yourself?” Sam asked, edging closer to Léo.

“Yeah, it’s a nice day,” Léo said. “And I had a ton of fun dancing. I didn’t know that I needed to let loose until just then.”

“See, that’s the part I like about the Flower Dance,” Sam said. “Even though it starts out stuffy, people end up loosening up and just having a good time after the boring part.” He took a giant drink from his glass of punch and choked. “What’s in this?”

“I think I saw Pam pour a bunch of whiskey in,” Léo said, and Sam shuddered.

“God,” he said, shaking his head. “Her and her whiskey. I hope there’s something for Jas and Vince to drink.”

Léo nodded, and looked back at the dance floor. He noticed Shane and Elfie dancing slowly to the music, arms around each other. Other couples were doing the same, thoroughly enjoying the slow song.

“What’s up?” Sam asked after a moment.

“I wish I had someone to dance with,” Léo admitted.

'Cause I'm in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you'll be mine, mine

“Yeah?” Sam asked, sounding a bit nervous. Léo looked over at Sam, their eyes meeting.

And I see forever in your eyes I feel okay when I see you smile, smile

“Yeah,” Léo said. “I feel kind of dumb just standing here drinking punch and watching everyone. I mean, I know other people are doing that too but…I don’t know,” he finished lamely.

Wishing on dandelions all of the time Praying to God that one day you'll be mine

“I want to dance with someone too,” Sam said, looking at Léo with blazing eyes. “I think it would be a lot of fun.”

Wishing on dandelions all of the time, all of the time I think that you are the one for me

“You should ask someone,” Léo said. “I’m sure they’d say yes.”

Sam took a deep breath and stepped closer to Léo. “Then would you--”

“Sam! Léo!”

The two men turned their heads, and saw Sebastian speed walking towards them. Léo tensed, and Sam breathed out hard through his nose, looking annoyed.

“What’s up?” Sam asked, trying to sound casual. Sebastian began to say something, but Léo wasn’t entirely sure what was being said. His brain was still replaying what had just happened. He had said that he wanted to dance with someone, Sam agreed, he had told Sam to ask someone, and Sam…

Wait was Sam trying to ask him to dance?

No, that couldn’t be it. That wouldn’t make sense. Why would Sam want to dance with him? But if that was what was going on…would it really be so bad?

Whatever was being said was getting heated, but Léo couldn’t find it in himself to care. Sebastian was clearly trying to defend his actions.

“Look, Elfie is being a total bitch,” Sebastian said to Sam, frustrated.

Something inside Léo snapped.

“Is she? You abandoned her, you told her you didn’t want to dance with her, and you were the world’s biggest dickhead to Shane! What in the fuck is your problem? How dare you call her a bitch when you’re the biggest bitch here!” Léo shouted, throwing his arms in the air. Sebastian looked shocked, and Léo felt a fire raging inside him. He had more to say, but before he could, he felt a hand on his arm.

“Léo? Can we talk?” Sam asked. His voice wasn’t unkind, but it was firm.

“Sure,” Léo said nervously, and Sam pulled him to the side. He felt like a kid being called into the principal’s office.

“What can I do to help you calm down?” Sam asked.

Léo stared up at Sam, completely baffled. He had expected Sam to give him a piece of his mind for calling Sebastian a bitch, but instead, he was being treated gently and with kindness. Of course that’s what Sam would do. Sam was always thinking of other people. He always put everyone else first, never himself.

“Then would you—”

“Dance with me,” Léo said, and Sam’s jaw dropped. “That’s what would help. It doesn’t have to be like…close slow dancing or anything, but I think dancing would get my mind off of things.”

“You sure?” Sam asked.

“Yeah, it sounds fun. I mean we don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Léo said with a shrug.

“No! I do!” Sam said a little too loudly. “Let’s go!”

Sebastian watched them go, and walked over to a tree to sulk. Léo felt a little bad for thinking ‘serves him right’ but his guilt was immediately replaced with butterflies as he and Sam reached the dance floor. The song had changed, but it was still a slow one.

“So um, how should we…?” Sam asked, looking around at the other couples. Elfie and Shane were dancing flush up against each other, and the rest of the couples had their arms thrown around their partner’s necks and waists. Léo couldn’t believe he had asked Sam to do this. Of course it would end up being weird.

“Well uh, I guess…okay, put one hand on my shoulder, and the other in my hand. I’ll put my hand on your waist. If that’s fine.”

“Yeah, go for it,” Sam said in a squeaky voice. They got into position and slowly began to turn on the spot, Léo taking the lead.

“Your hands are soft,” Léo blurted out.

“What?” Sam asked.

“Your hands…they’re soft,” Léo said, blushing violently. “Sorry that was weird.”

“It wasn’t,” Sam said with a small laugh. “I was just surprised. I guess it’s just my fingers with the callouses.”

“Mine are probably pretty rough from all the farming,” Léo said.

“They are, but it’s nice,” Sam said, and smiled down at Léo. His chocolate eyes were soft, and Léo gulped. Sam looked so sweet and handsome. It was like Léo was seeing him for the first time. What the hell was this feeling?

“I like your suit,” Sam said after a bit.

“O-oh, thanks,” Léo stuttered out. “I feel like I stick out. Everyone else is wearing pastels and here I am in a black suit.”

“Seb is in black,” Sam pointed out.

“When is he not?” Léo said, and Sam laughed.

“You’re so right,” Sam said.

The song came to a close, and the two men reluctantly let go of each other. The sky was turning a beautiful shade of pink and orange as the sun began to set, and Lewis brought out his megaphone once more to signal the end of the dance.

“Feeling better?” Sam asked as they walked back towards town.

“I am, but I need to walk Elfie back to the—oh.”

Sam followed Léo’s gaze, and it landed on Shane clearly leading Elfie to the bus stop.

“Guess she forgot about me,” Léo said, shaking his head. “I’m gonna have to yell at her over the phone later.”

“Go easy on her,” Sam said. “The silver lining is that Shane is happier than I’ve ever seen him. He usually gets completely trashed at these kind of events. But he doesn’t seem drunk at all.”

“Yeah, that’s a good thing,” Léo agreed. “Um, we passed by your house a while ago,” he said, stopping in the middle of the street. Someone made an annoyed sound and walked around him, and Sam gave Léo a sheepish smile.

“I was gonna walk you home,” he said.

“Oh, well if you want,” Léo said. “It’s getting dark, I don’t want you to walk home when it’s pitch black out.”

“It’s fine,” Sam said. “Let me walk you back to the farm.”

“Okay,” Léo said. They walked in comfortable silence, and Léo couldn’t help but feel happy as he replayed dancing with Sam in his mind over and over again.

The two hugged at Léo’s doorstep, and Sam dawdled by the door until Léo told him he probably should head back.

“Your mom will wonder where you are,” he said.

“Right,” Sam said with a nod. “Well…goodnight then.”

“Hey, am I still allowed to stay when Robin does the renovation?” Léo asked as Sam started to turn away. “I completely spaced on telling you that I’m getting it done a week from today.”

“Of course!” Sam said. “We have a blow up mattress that we can stick in the living room if that’s okay. Mom was pretty excited about the idea of you staying over. She loved it when you came over those other times. She really seems to like you. And Vincent does too. I bet my dad would love you, if he ever comes back,” he murmured, and Léo felt his heart clench.

“He will,” Léo said firmly.

“You can’t know that,” Sam said.

“You’re right, I can’t,” Léo said. “Nothing is guaranteed, not even tomorrow is for sure. But I feel like I’m going to meet him at some point. I don’t know why I feel that way but…I just do.”

“Well if…no, when you meet him, he’s gonna think you’re great,” Sam said. “Because you are.”

“Thanks,” Léo said. They smiled at each other, and Léo couldn’t help but feel like something else should happen. But what should happen next he wasn’t certain.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” Sam said, and walked down the steps from Léo’s porch.

“Yeah,” Léo said, “I’ll see you tomorrow. Maybe you could come fishing with me. I got a special order for a small mouth bass, and I’d like to get it done as soon as I can.”

“That sounds great,” Sam said. “See you then.”

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babiebom · 1 year

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Sam teaching you guitar!

A/N: I've finally gotten around to writing this. Hopefully it's good enough. I do not know how to play guitar so…be warned. Also no offense to anyone who enjoys Wonderwall!!! I just would not enjoy learning the song lmao. From this ask! Song!

TW: cursing? Playful bullying?

WC:0.6k

"Sam, I swear if you make me look stupid, I'll beat you up."

The blonde laughs at your words, the situation was supposed to be cute but after seeing what you learned yourself it was more comical than anything else.

"I won't! I promise! You'll be playing Wonderwall like a pro when I'm done."

"Wonderwall? I asked to learn to play something cute or cool, that way when someone asks me if I have any talent I can say 'yeah the guitar' and pull out my guitar and impress everyone. Not 'yeah i can play Wonderwall' what the fuck?"

"What? Wonderwall's cool!"

You look at him as if he's crazy. If you hadn't already planned all of your day around learning guitar from him you would've walked out, but since you're already here you might as well learn something. So, with all the annoyance you can muster, you allow him to play the song for you so you know what you're learning.

"Okay down, up, down-"

You growl under your breath in annoyance, you had been trying to learn the stupid first verse for an hour now, it had gotten to the point where Sam decided that you should skip to the chorus because no one really cares about the verses anyways when someone is playing the guitar.

The only bright side was that Sam seemed excited to be teaching you, his radiant smile and his voice had admittedly made you want to fall in love with him, even if he was singing a basic song. The way he threw his head back as soon as he got into the music made your mood lighten up during some points, so the entire learning wasn't a bust.

After another 2 hours you had gotten the chorus down well enough that anyone would be able to tell what you were playing. It wasn't good persay, but they would be able to tell. You just hoped that Sam would be with you to keep the vibes up, he would be able to distract from your bad playing.

The two of you go over the chorus once more, Sam was smiling so brightly at you, that you think that you made his week. No one really cared about his music, at least not enough to spend 4 hours in a room with him going over the same couple of chords over and over again. Seb and Abby had their own things, the band was just their side gig, for Sam it was his life.

"There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how~"

You quirk up your eyebrow at him, amused with how passionate he was being even if your playing was trash. He just grins as he continues to sing.

"Because maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me. And after all, you're my wonderwall~"

You huff out a breath as soon as you finish the chorus, the tension was too much, at least to you in this moment. To relieve yourself you let out a chuckle that you hope is natural. "What's a wonderwall?"

He shrugs, putting the guitar he was holding away, eyes shining as he stares at you. "So…"

Your breath hitches as your mind races with what he's going to say next. You know if he asks for a relationship, you would agree in this moment, even if you would end up regretting it later on. "Yeah?"

"You think you wanna join the band now?"

You groan and deflate in half relief, half disappointment. Your friendship remains unchanged, for now.

"Absolutely not."

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nikibogwater · 2 years

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I’ve been playing Stardew Valley again (surprise surprise) and last night I was smacked in the head by an absolute two-by-four of an idea that I cannot shake and so I must inflict it upon all of you.

The Farmer is Very Obviously a Magical Creature, yet somehow doesn’t seem to know that about herself.

Sebastian, who reads way too much Solarion Chronicles and is up at all kinds of ungodly hours during which Magical Shenanigans often take place, immediately pegs her as Magical. Everyone else will readily admit that the Farmer is a “rather strange girl,” but Sebastian’s the only one who thinks there’s more to it than that.

“I’m telling you Sam, I saw it. It was one in the morning and she was standing on the beach in the full moon and she was glowing.”

“You mean like...she was really pretty?”

“Ye--NO! I mean she was literally glowing!”

He spends several months frantically trying to acquire tangible evidence that the Farmer isn’t fully human, but every attempt fails, and also has the unwanted side-effect of making him fall for her even more. Meanwhile, the Farmer has no idea any of this is going on, and is a little perplexed by some of the weird questions Seb keeps asking her, because as far as she knows, everyone talks to forest spirits and dances on nights of the harvest moon and sometimes glows in the dark when no one else is around.

Eventually Seb gives up on trying to out her as a half-Fae and just appreciates his new girlfriend’s Magic-ness as a side of her that, for some reason, only he is allowed to see.

#stardew valley #sdv #sdv sebastian #sdv farmer #niki rambles

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Stardew Valley Headcanon: Shane and Emily at the flower dance

so obviously Shane wasn’t planning on actually dancing with anyone, he’s only in the right outfit in the first place because Jas is wearing one of the dresses and Vincent didn’t wanna match with her so he dusted his off to make her happy

and of course Jas’s mini flower dress was made by Emily. Marnie had Emily make it as a gift for the first birthday she spent in Pelican town, hopefully to get her excited about her new home and it’s fun traditions

Now Emily loves the aesthetics of the dance, but didn’t ever really participate herself, and until this year, nobody was expecting her to

Before Leah and Elliott came to town, the participants were both younger on average and living under the roof of one of the older people in town.

Except Harvey of course, but he volunteered mostly so that the numbers would be even

But Leah an Elliott were absolutely the kind of people to participate in this kind of thing, and with them AND Harvey involved, she couldn’t exactly hide from it as well.

Now Shane had moved back only recently, but he (much to his dismay) knew the dance all too well. You spend enough time in a place (albeit on and off) you just, don’t forget certain things

So Emily came up to him, and laid out her situation:

“Hey, I think we should be flower dance partner. Not romantically, obviously, but symbiotically”

“I am expected to dance this year, for sure. You… might be? I’m not yet sure whether the town considers you one of the Dads or one of the Bachelors, but Marnie? Marnie is definitely expecting you to dance. Dancing with me gets Marnie off your back”

Shane, ever the self loathing cynic, replies “What’s in it for you?”

“Well, see I have a girlfriend. Her name is Sandy and we send each other long handwritten letters and pressed flowers in the mail. I am in love with her. But I’m not exactly ready for everyone in town to know this. And I’m being expected to dance.”

“There are only two single men in town even remotely close to qualifying to participate: You and Clint. And Clint is lovely as a friend, but I am pretty intuitive. I know he has a crush on me. I know if I say yes to his flower dance invitation, he will see it a romantic, which is a problem because, you know, girlfriend”

Shane of course still doesn’t really want to dance. But it would get Marnie off his back, Jas would be absolutely giddy about seeing him dance, and Emily is one of the people in this town he can stand.

“Okay fine, I’ll do it.” he says and Emily is delighted. “But if Clint so much as even talks to me tonight I drink for free tomorrow.”

Meanwhile, Sam and Penny are trying to teach Jas and Vincent the Dance. Jas is getting it, but Vincent just isn’t. Shane comes over to stand next to Penny to watch Jas and Vincent dance while Sam is over Vincent’s shoulder, trying to tell him how to move his feet.

“Hey blondie, what the fu- rick does “Move your feet more like a junimo even mean?” Shane asks “You know, just like.” and Sam does it. “I mean I guess, but then just show him that instead of given him nonsense verbal directions.”

“Dude, Vincent can’t dance. Nobody can teach him.”

So they Bet on it. If Shane can teach Vincent the Dance, Sam will give him one of his off days (not trade, give) and if he can’t he has to give Sam one of his.

Sam goes to talk to Seb and Abby, and Emily joins Penny in spectating the dance lessons. It’s actually surprisingly effective. Penny is always very surprised every time she’s reminded of how naturally good Shane is at teaching.

Soon enough, Vincent knows the dance well enough to warrant a victory. “That’s be one Summer 4th please.”

Anyway, the dance is beginning now, so everyone to their places.

It goes exactly as it does.

Clint is of course very jealous, and tries to do that whole “congratulations on winning her”thing, and obviously Shane is having none of it, cussing him out for both treating Emily like a trophy and for thinking he could talk to him

So he didn’t intend on dancing but he’s walking away with a free night of drinks, Jas’s birthday off, and maybe an almost friend, which he supposed isn’t horrible and probably worth the dumb little dance

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Falling Away With You | Ch. 6

Sebastian x F!Reader and M. Rasmodius x F!Reader

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Chapter Summary: You have an absolute blast at the Flower Dance (no you don’t lol)

Author’s Note: She really hates this F*cking Dress™. As always, I hope you enjoy, and take care! x

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I hate this fucking dress.

It’s big and puffy. It cinches in a weird spot on my waist. It’s blindingly white and has faded Easter-esque colors lining it in weird spots. And god, it is so fucking scratchy . On top of that, my allergies are running rampant from all the scents going on around me… amplifying the pain I feel from wearing this fucking dress.

Evelyn did a lovely job decorating Cindersap, but there is such a wide variety of flowers in such a small proximity . It’s a big ol’ itchy punch to my nostrils and eyeballs.

On paper, the Flower Dance sounds precious. But now I understand why I heard so many whispers around town about how dreadful it is.

Anxiously twirling some of my curled hair around between my fingers, I scope out the area near the entrance. I’m less out of place than I was in the last town event, but I still can’t help but feel super weird. It’s gotta be the dress. This stupid fucking dress.

Seb, Sam and Abby all cleaned up nicely, and even though everyone is dressed more or less the same, I still feel too embarrassed about how I look to go and say “hi” to them.

Plus, I made eye contact with Sam, and his reaction was super off brand. Usually he smiles or something, but the dude totally ignored me… Maybe he’s still nervous about the other night. I should just leave those three alone.

I opt to hide against the wall, hoping I blend in with the cliffs and the decor. It’s super underwhelming being over here, so I people-watch to pass the time.

Jas and Vincent are screaming about how badly they want to dance, but apparently only the adults are allowed. Marnie keeps having to go and lightly scold Jas for causing a ruckus. She and Marlon have been talking a lot — an unexpected pairing, to be honest! — and he totally keeps checking her out. I’m rooting for him.

Pierre, as predicted, is yelling about his holiday sale over by the entrance. Anything to keep afloat a failing business, I guess. Caroline, as predicted, looks bored and lonely. Maybe Pierre has a failing marriage to keep afloat as well?

Leah and Elliot look beautiful as ever while they chat over by the cliff’s edge… god they’re pretty. Leah’s usual French braid has ammis and vines woven into it, and Elliot’s hair is in a tight ponytail, with a scrunchie made of multicolored forget-me-nots holding it together.

I wonder what they even talk about. Do they ever, like, act out Fabio-esque romance novels just ‘cause they can?

I lock onto Lewis next, who seems to just be overseeing the event. He notices me and waves me over to the top corner of the field, where he’s situated . Reluctantly, I go to meet him.

“Well now, how’s the valley’s newest farmer doing?!” Maybe it’s just a warped perspective because I’m grumpy, but he seems awfully chipper today.

“I’m alrighd.” I sniff. “ Yoba , my nobse doesn’t like all dhese flowers... Is there always this many obf them?” I sound like such an idiot oh my god.

“Of course, that’s the whole point!” He leans in, loosely cupping a hand around his mouth, loudly pretending to whisper to me as if it’s some weird joke. “You’ll get used to it.”

“Yeah? Will I get ubsed to this dress too?”

“Now that, I don’t know about.”

“Maybe someday.” He sent it to me a few days ago without asking, alongside a letter about this supposedly mandatory event. I wonder… “How’d you eben know my size?”

“Lucky guess! I’m glad it fits you so nicely.” Lewis gives me a pat on my big, puffy shoulder.

“Could’bve just asked…” I mumble under my breath.

I really don’t mean to take out my annoyance over the event on him, but I like, he did organize it.

I can’t tell if he couldn’t hear my sassy comment, or if he chose not to answer, but it’s probably for the best that this part of the conversation died there. And although this would be a perfect opportunity to dip back to my previous spot, alone , it somehow feels impolite to abandon an old friend of Grandpa’s so soon.

I rub my achy, itchy eyes, not caring if it smudges my makeup. Then, I ask, “Are you goi’g to dance, Mayor Lewis?”

He glimpses at Marnie, his eyes lingering on her form for a moment before answering. Damn, she’s got all the old men around here wrapped around her finger, doesn’t she?

He sighs, “No, no. I don’t think I will.” So melancholy compared to his previous demeanor. He notices his jovial facade break and quickly feigns recovery. “What about you?”

I shake my head. “Not my kinda thi’g. I don’t have anyone to dance width anyway.” I wonder if Sebastian would, if I’d asked… nah. There’s no way. He thoroughly hates this event. And I think I do too.

“Nonsense! You’re very popular around these parts, Miss (y/l/n).” Lewis seems to lock onto a few people specifically, before peering back down at me. He winks knowingly. “I’ve noticed quite a few wandering eyes land in this direction, and they’re surely not for me.”

I cringe a little, not loving the attention that’s allegedly been put on me. But before I can comment—

“Sandy!!!” a high-pitched voice shrieks from across the field.

Lewis and I hone our eyes in on the source. We observe a blue-haired blur sprinting to greet a tall, tanned, and scarlet-haired woman that I’ve never seen before. Emily throws herself at the newcomer, as she’s accepted into one of those full body-swaying bear hugs.

“Ah, I better go and say ‘hello.’ It’s not often that Sandy shows her face here anymore!” Lewis makes his way to the impromptu reunion, leaving me alone again.

I awkwardly fidget with the bottom of my dress, not caring that the several layers of petticoat are on full display as a result. I don’t have anything else to do with my hands. They need to keep busy so that my brain calms down.

I guess I could people-watch some more… This is gonna be a looong day.

Clint is longingly gazing at Emily, a hint of jealousy in his eyes. I wonder if he’s into her. Maybe she’s dating that Sandy girl, and he’s upset he missed his chance to bust a move. Or, maybe they dated once, and she moved swiftly on but he hasn’t.

“♪You’re the only one for me, my lovely Emily!♪” he’d serenade outside of her bedroom window. It would be a cheesy tune he made up, just for her. He’d spent every night for the past week rehearsing it.

“It’s over, Clint! I’ve moved on, and so should you!” she’d exclaim in return, a patient Sandy waiting nearby. She’d shake her head with pity, giving him a pained smile before closing the window and returning to her newly beloved.

Ooooh, the drama!

I give myself a small pinch as if to erase the scenario from my head, before finding my next target.

My eyes meet Linus’, and he looks a little stunned by the nonverbal interaction, but doesn’t look away. I give him a smile and a nod, and a small grin creeps up on him in return before he breaks contact.

I’ve heard that the tent up in the mountains, behind Seb’s house, is where he lives. I wonder if he tried to live amongst everyone, but being so scruffy-lookin’ forced him into that position. Our neighbors do seem to be the type to judge someone’s character based on their appearance… Or maybe he was always like this, preferring nature to infrastructure, and the townsfolk just didn’t approve, which outcasted him.

I should try talking to him sometime. If he’s as socially isolated as I’ve been most of my life then we could probably get on nicely.

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Music begins to blare from the nearby speakers – ouch – as Lewis rings a handheld bell a few times to gather everyone’s attention. Based on the flow of the crowd, it seems as though it’s time for the big dance.

I scoot further into the corner, basically hiding in the nearest flower display. Hopefully nobody sees me standing here like a total loser.

Wanting to avoid eye contact with anyone busting their moves, I look behind the commotion.

My plan fails immediately .

Beautiful eyes, as deep and ambiguously purple as red wine, glare at me against gray skin. They’re almost entirely hidden amongst the foliage of Cindersap.

Once it registers that I’m looking back at them, the eyes change color — rosy and pink like my cheeks probably are, now. The figure is wearing a black hooded cloak, so I can’t really tell what they look like, if I know them, or anything about them really. I think I see a stray purple hair or two falling through their vision, though.

This is… kinda unsettling. Who are they and what are they doing over there? Why do they look like that? Are they an elemental of some sort? Why are they looking at me like that? Are they, like, bad?

Paranoid thoughts run rampant within my mind, but something keeps me from looking away. I could’ve simply ignored them, pretended like this silent interaction never happened, and I would’ve been safe and sound. Maybe. But instead, I feel this intense yearn to go and reach for the person (or whatever they are). It’s like I have to fight my own body not to follow their aura, to not walk headfirst into what could possibly be a dangerous situation.

Before I can really figure out what the fuck is going on and how to approach the situation, the figure vanishes into thin air.

Was I just imagining that? Or did they just fucking teleport away?

I take a deep breath, trying to ignore whatever the hell just happened. I abandon my original plan and watch the dance, not wanting to risk another freaky encounter. This is freaky in its own way, but it’s safe.

Maru is dancing with Dr. Harvey – a little creepy considering the age gap and their professional relationship, but whatever. Emily’s with Sandy, Elliot’s with Leah, Alex is with Haley… oh. Seb and Abigail are together. I shouldn’t be surprised, considering Abby’s nature, so why does it hurt a little?

While giving Abby a spin, Seb catches me creepin’ around over here. He snipes me with a playful squint, instantly releasing whatever weird little insecurities I had a second ago. I stick out my tongue and throw him the bird — for added effect, of course — to which he feigns pain before returning his focus to his partner. The lingering upward curve of his lips doesn’t go unnoticed, though.

As the main dance and Midsommar-ass crowning ceremony come to a close, several people begin to leave. I follow, wanting to get home as fast as possible so I can fucking breathe again — but then I remember the figure I saw earlier, and hesitate.

What if I see them again? What if they try to hurt me?

A tug on my dress breaks me from my morbid thoughts. “You look like a fuckin’ doll in this thing.”

I spin around to Seb menacingly staring down at me, and give him a curtsy. “And whad about it?” Great, I still sound like a boogery mess.

“Nothing, dollface. Don't worry your weird, plastic head.” He frickin’ winked while he said that. Is this supposed to be flirting? Or am I being bullied?

I fake confidence in the first choice, replying with a snicker, “Enjoy the loogk while you can. There’s no way I’mb subjecting myself ‘do this thing again neksht year.”

“Good luck getting Lewis to approve your own fashion choice.”

“Fuck his abbroval!

“Dude! Why are you talking like a fucking nerd?”

“Shuddup, I habve allergies.” I shudder. “Doo many flowers.”

“You poor thing,” Seb mocks. I feel some heat in my cheeks. The demeaning undertones here are killing me. “C’mon, let’s get you out of here.”

He wraps an arm around my shoulder, not helping at all with how flustered I am, and guides me along the wooden path that connects the festival area to the rest of Cindersap. Within a few steps of the exit, I’m already able to breathe easier.

Shaking Seb’s arm away, I sniffle back any remaining snot and take a deep breath, appreciating that I don’t feel a need to sneeze or cough while doing so. “This is muuuuuch better. Holy shit.”

“Glad to have you comprehensible again.”

“Bite me.”

He leans down closer to me. An impressive feat while walking as briskly as we are, to be honest. Must be those stupid long legs of his. In a low and mischievous tone, Seb asks, “Alright, where? ”

I squeak, feeling the effects of him accepting that challenge — and while so frickin’ close to me, too — heating my tummy right up. Yoba, get it together, (y/n) .

Seb chuckles at my reaction and I shove him away. “Must you always be so…”

“Smooth?”

Yes, part of me wants to respond. I deadpan him and he wriggles his eyebrows.

“No, incorrigible.”

He nudges me, and I nudge back. He dips me into a noogie, but a firm elbow to his belly puts him to rest. We then walk in silence up until we reach the hedges that divide my land from Marnie’s.

“Why are you still here?“ I ask, not meaning for it to have come out so harsh. Shit. Nice one, lady. When Seb winces, I try to save myself. “Wait, no, not like that. I mean, like, I’m just surprised you didn’t leave with Sam and Abigail.”

“No, it’s cool, I get it. You hate me and want me gone forever.”

“Sebbb,” I groan.

He chuckles, and decides to stop teasing me over my obviously poor interpersonal skills. “I don’t know. It’s almost like I enjoy spending time with you, or something.”

I feel my cheeks getting pink. “I don’t get why. I’m nothing special,” I sheepishly admit in a minor spiral.

Seb takes a moment, inspecting me, deciding how to approach my self-deprecating humor. He opts to play with me like the stupid lil’ doll I apparently resemble .

“Yeah, you’re right. See ya.” He snickers as he walks in the direction of the town square.

“Fuck you!” I laugh.

“Oh my! Take me out to dinner first,” he shouts behind him. He tilts his head just enough for me to see the left side of his face and does yet another eyebrow wiggle.

I can’t think of anything witty or defensive to say on the spot, so I simply let him go.

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afictionalwhore · 3 years

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SDV Bachelors’ Love Languages (hc) and a little bit of kinks

Who said they were never going to do headcanons again? Not me!

Why? Because I’m addicted to Stardew. Also finding pictures of these men to make good headers is difficult. I just gave up.

Some of these are NFSW!

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Shane: Acts of Service and Physical Touch

Shane is worried that you’re going to think he thinks you can’t handle yourself when he tries to make your life as easy and comfortable as possible. This isn’t true at all. He thinks that you work incredibly hard and wants to be there for you to take the break you deserve.

He likes to wake up early to help you with the animals like how he did on his aunt’s ranch. The stability and routine of it is comforting to him because it’s life with you.

If you’re not up and watering crops by the time he’s done with the animals, he’ll make breakfast for you

He loves making you breakfast in bed, typically an omelette made with fresh milk and eggs. He’ll do hashbrowns too if you have potatoes in stock/ready to harvest.

A service switch. His biggest turn on is getting you off, so he wants to make sure you’ve cum several times before he starts working on himself. If there’s anything new you want to try, just talk to him. He’ll try anything once if he thinks it’ll make you happy. He usually doms, but if you want to be on top, don’t hesitate to ask; he’ll gladly let you.

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Sebastian: Quality Time and Physical Touch

Isn’t really one for showing affection in any way until he really is sure that his feelings are reciprocated. Once he’s sure of how you feel, this man is nothing short of romantic.

While dating or before, just when he realizes he’s starting to fall, he tells you to come visit anytime. He likes when you’re just there. This carried over into married life.

Sebastian is still a loner and an introvert. He wants to spend time with you but he feels smothered if the two of you are always doing something together. He wants to be in the same area as you and loves sitting with you and reading his comics while you scroll through your phone. Before you were married, he loved when you’d visit while he was working, even if all you did was take a nap on his couch after mining all morning.

He’s not one for PDA, but will hold your hand at festivals if you really want to. When you’re at home, or in his room before you’re married, this man will absolutely cling to you. He wants to snuggle during movie nights. He falls asleep spooning you. He wants to hold you and watch while you cook dinner. He wants to lay in your lap and have you play with his hair.

A little bit of words of affirmation, but this is because he’s not sure how to show how he feels and wants to make sure you know. He also wants to be reassured of how you feel and hearing it is nice.

Body worship. Seb loves every part of you. While he may not be very vocal about it, he’s not gonna leave any part of you unloved, smothering you with kisses and soft whispered praises. Seb loves going down on you and making you feel good.

He’s a bit of a masochist. He loves when you’re rough with him. Pulling his hair and scratching his back. He also has a sadistic streak though, if he gets the okay from you. He enjoys pulling your hair and edging you until you’re crying for him.

Seb is also probably into bdsm because of the level of trust. There’s a lot of things he wants to try and he’s excited to finally have someone he trusts enough to try it with. Fully trusting someone is very important to him. Once he had the okay from you, nothing is off the table. This man wants to try everything from bondage to choking to knife play.

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Elliot: Words of Affirmation and Physical Touch

This man is a writer, so there is no shortage of love notes in your lunchbox/tacklebox/backpack.

You’re his muse. You inspire all his writings. Even if a poem looks like it’s about the sea or some other part of nature, it’s really about you.

Elliot is really going for that Jane Austen type feeling of romance. Leaning into that, Elliot loves dancing with you in your home.

Hearing how you feel is very important to Elliot. He likes to start the day with a kiss and hearing “I love you!”

Pet names! Elliot is going to call you “honey”, “sweetheart”, “cherie”, “darling”. He’ll call you his turtle if he thought he could make it romantic.

Elliot finds warmth in your touch and he’s obviously going to tell you this in the most poetic way possibly.

Elliot is one to mindlessly trace patterns over your skin as the two of you are cuddling and he loves having his hair played with.

Praise. Kink. He’s going to shower you in praises. He’s going to call you his good girl/boy. He’s gonna tell you that you’re taking him oh so well. “You’re doing great baby, just like that.”

Elliot is also going to smother you in kisses. Elliot’s kisses are very passionate, as is sex with him. Elliot prefers heavy passionate love making.

The praise kink goes both ways. He loves when you tell him how good he feels and beg him not to stop, right. “You’re so good, daddy,” will make this man feral.

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Harvey: Acts of Service and Quality Time

Harvey is very busy as the only doctor in town, so his time is incredibly precious to him. That being said, any time spent with you means the world to Harvey.

Harvey loves trying to help make your life easier. He also appreciates when you do little things for him, like pack a lunch for him to take to the office.

Harvey is very awkward, so words and touch don’t mean a lot to him. He’ll tell you how he feels if he wants you

Role play. I’ve had so many people tell me this one and ya know. I cannot disagree. Harvey absolutely goes nuts when you call him “captain” and when you bought that flight attendant outfit.

He’s also not above going down to his office after hours and “curing your hysteria.”

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Alex: Words of Affirmation and Acts of Service

Like Alex always needs to hear about how he’s gonna be a great sports star, he always needs to hear that you love him.

But Alex is also going to tell you every day how much he loves you, how much you mean to him.

You never have to worry about what to wear because Alex thinks you look beautiful in everything and let’s you know it.

Alex isn’t really one for touching. With his past, he’s probably adverse to touch at first, but will eventually relax into your touch.

While it may have started out with him having to prove his masculinity, Alex found that he genuinely enjoys doing things for you. He’s learning how to fix things and do farm work to make your life easier.

Alex is the least kinkiest here. If you ask to try something new, he’ll probably just be like “a new position?” Not that he wouldn’t be excited to try a new position.

I think he could also be convinced to do some light bondage.

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Sam: Physical Touch and Gift Giving

Sam is very touchy-feely from the get go. He’s not afraid of PDA at all. He wants his arm around you at all times. He’s stealing kisses at every opportunity.

Sam wants to be all over you. If you’re sitting, Sam will somehow find his way into your lap. He’s like a puppy. If he fits, he sits; if he don’t fit, he will make himself fit.

Sam doesn’t necessarily go out and buy you gifts. Instead, he gives you flowers he picked and things like that.

Sam would absolutely get you matching stuffed animals he won at a festival.

Sam would also write songs for you! He’s just so excited that he runs straight for you, guitar in hand, and starts playing.

Sam, like Alex, probably isn’t as kinky as the others. Sam probably likes to tease and spank, but with Sam, sex is definitely goofy. It’s a great time when you’re both laughing.

#stardew valley #sdv headcanons #sdv shane #sdv sebastian #sdv elliott #sdv harvey #sdv alex #sdv sam #sdv bachelors #x reader headcanons #guess who my favorite is lmaoo #Sebastian is so fine #and for what

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11 reasons why cap 4 should reintroduce Bucky Barnes as the love interest, an essay

to start this off, i am not writing this essay from a shipping place nor do i believe that this would have any influence at all over the upcoming movie. i expect nothing. this is simply something that i would personally like to see. (of course no hate to anybody who thinks differently)

here are 11 reasons why i think making Bucky into Sam Wilson's love interest in Cap 4 would be a good move for Disney.

1. on the Chinese film market - and why it's an irrelevant argument against the inclusion of homosexual themes in Cap 4

the Chinese film market is something that has been blamed for a lack of diversity in Hollywood films a lot lately. many people claim that this market with a lot of buying power has been responsible for the lack of gay and black representation in particular within Hollywood films.

and we have certainly seen Hollywood treating it as such, going so far as to cut gay scenes from movies for their Chinese releases, and vastly minimising John Boyega's (a black actor's) presence in the Chinese poster of Star Wars The Force Awakens.

[image ID: on the left is an image of the American poster for Star Wars The Force Awakens, featuring John Boyega prominently on the right-hand side. And on the right is the Chinese poster for the same movie, in which John Boyega is barely visible.]

so we know at the very least that Disney believes this through their own actions and efforts to self-censor for the different markets.

but Captain America 4 is a black-led movie, don't you forget. and Disney can't minimise Sam Wilson/Anthony Mackie in the movie or the poster because it's his movie and his poster. and no amount of creativity in the editing room can change that (thank God!).

so if by their own argument the film is already going to be either banned, panned or slammed in China... then what do they have to fear from making it a gay movie too?

2. oh, the queerbaiting

queerbaiting is an unusual cultural idea. and sometimes i find myself thinking that the term is far too easily used, but then all of a sudden i will stumble upon a movie or show that is so quintessentially cruel and overt in it's... well... queerbaiting that i will start to wonder what the hell kind of a bizarre relationship all these straight people seem to have with their friends. take Troy and Abed from Community or John and Sherlock from Sherlock as the perfect examples of this. (in which my reaction to the show's creators saying the show wasn't gay was to ask so then why did you make it so gay?!)

i felt that Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes in tfatws were getting quite close to this level of queerbaiting.

there was the field scene, the couple's counselling scene, the boat scene, the couple's counselling scene, Bucky going with Sam to face Karli when she told Sam to come alone, the couple's counselling scene, ALL the staring scenes, Sam checking out Bucky's ass here as they said goodbye, the "i would move in with him but" hidden scene, "Uncle Bucky" showing up at the cookout scene, the romantic walking off together into the sunset together ending scene, and the couple's counselling scene. did i forget anything? but i mean seriously, the couple's counselling scene!!! that thing they did with their legs and their crotches while staring deep into each other's eyes, would any straight guy willingly do that? do straight guys crotch-snuggle now?

[image ID: an image of Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes during the therapy scene with the quote, "Isn't anybody going to drag me into impromptu couple's therapy and slot my legs firmly between theirs before staring deeply into my eyes?"]

(yeah i stole this image from a buzzfeed article on the fan reactions to the couple's therapy scene. but given that they stole 80% of the content of that article from fandom tumblr, i think it's pretty even-steven.)

there's also the fact that people started talking about bisexual Bucky Barnes a lot after the tiger pictures line, and the lead writer Malcom Spellman responded to the talk of Bucky's bisexuality with "just keep watching". well we watched, Malcolm. but it's beginning to feel like you were just jerking us around.

3. the writing

seriously though, what else is Bucky Barnes doing right now in the MCU? his only remaining connection to anything going on right now is through Sam. there is literally nothing else established that's left for him to do that doesn't involve Sam. he moved to Louisiana to be closer to Sam (canonically), he hangs out with Sam's family (canonically), and Steve is presumably gone and is definitely not coming back for more adventures.

he has no villains or loose ends left. he has no other superheroes that he appears to be in contact with. he has no girlfriend or potential love interest, or even other friends or family. he is living in a tent that he has secretly set up in Sam's backyard and is mysteriously appearing from the bushes when it's time for dinner like a stray cat.

in my opinion there is no other meaningful and pre-established progression for Bucky's character that wouldn't just feel cheap.

plus, i don't think the general audience would be all that surprised if they kissed. i think a LOT of people picked up on all that tension. i think a lot of straight people picked up on all that tension too.

4. the chemistry between the actors & the chemistry between the characters

the original pitch for tfatws was essentially just this, it was the chemistry between Sebastian Stan and Anthony Mackie and their respective MCU characters of Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson.

now obviously Anthony and Sebastian are simply friends, and i wouldn't mean to imply anything more. but they are also not their characters.

Sam and Bucky's scenes together before tfatws were both limited and short, and yet audiences still fell in love with the dynamic between the two characters.

in interviews, these two actors are constantly slipping into character and flirting with each other and frankly it's adorable. plus it's really entertaining. i'd love to see that dynamic, unfiltered, in a movie.

because believe it or not the flirting is actually even more open in their interviews than it was in tfatws. and i'm leaving some links as proof.

this here is known as the "married" compilation

and here's a "lucky dip" selection of interviews - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5,

and here's Anthony trying to get Seb to take his jacket off.

i'm just saying, why not let their chemistry shine? these two are so talented and so entertaining, especially when you put them in a room together. and can you imagine how absolutely hilarious and brilliant it would be to watch them navigate being a couple?

(and for those who bring up the "friends would be uncomfortable pretending to be dating" argument, i'm not here asking for a sex scene or anything. i don't think anyone would expect them to show any more intimacy (physical or emotional) while playing a couple than what they've already shown together in say... tfatws or in their own interviews. not that i actually expect anything regardless.)

5. if they were a man and a woman they would've gotten together in tfatws

i have no more to add here. just that... yeah, they would've.

6. and i'm not talking about the comics here, i'm talking about the MCU.

i understand fully that none of what i'm saying here falls in line with these characters from the comics. but the mcu itself doesn't fall much in line with the comics either, and these two characters especially are very different from their comics counterparts.

i'm not asking for these two to get together in the comics. tbh i don't think that it would work.

but the mcu Sam and Bucky are different and closer than their comics counterparts. they've got different histories, different backstories, and a very different dynamic. please rest assured that i am only talking about them in the mcu.

7. Bucky Barnes is believably bisexual. and Sam Wilson has never been proven to be straight in the mcu, nor has he had a love interest.

(now please continue to keep in mind that these points only stand for the mcu versions of Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson, and not at all for their comics counterparts.)

Sam Wilson has never had a love interest, which is crazy because have you seen that man! he has had two blink and you'll miss it moments of verbal expression of attraction to women, both in TWS. and that's the extent of it, through his entire history in the mcu.

Bucky Barnes has had a number of surface-level female love interests, but none of them even came close to the level of connection and chemistry that Bucky shares with Sam.

and i'm sorry SarahBucky fans, but i just don't think there's very much to their relationship either. i love Sarah, i really do. but it's Sam who shares all the meaningful moments and history and chemistry with Bucky. and i don't see what making her into a love interest would do for Sarah's character either, what would that add to her story?

[Picture ID: Bucky at the cookout with Sam, Sarah, Cass and AJ. Bucky and Sam are looking at each other and smiling.]

and also there is the whole tiger pictures thing... again. which does strongly suggest that Bucky is bisexual whether this was intentional on behalf of the writers or not.

8. it's representation... AND it feels natural

marvel hasn't had a lot of queer representation that's been noticeably present in the MCU at the time of writing this.

there have been a lot of failures so far, from the bisexual erasure of Valkyrie in Thor Ragnarok to the wlw erasure in Black Panther.

there was queerbaiting almost identical to the bisexual Bucky baiting for Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2. when asked if he had considered featuring a gay hero in gotg2, director James Gunn stated that "We might have already done that. I say, watch the movie." after the movie's release audiences were understandably confused about the lack of queer representation. To which the director followed up his comments with, "But we don't really know who's gay and who's not. It could be any of them."

there is also Loki, considered by most fans after the airing of his six episode series on Disney+ to be both a poor attempt at both genderfluid representation and bisexual representation. with both attempts being summed up fairly well by the term "blink-and-you'll-miss-it". (also it's just terribly written and Loki doesn't wear any interesting clothes! fanficcers are a Goddamn blessing in this hard time!)

and let us not forget that Andrew Garfield was apparently FIRED for pushing for a bisexual spiderman. a bisexual spiderman within an interracial mlm relationship no less.

so for all these failures, marvel, why not allow us queer fans this? two brilliant and heroic men in a loving interracial relationship. two heroes that we can look up to.

now, one of the biggest detractions from the argument for representation is the idea of "forced diversity". and some poorly written characters certainly do end up feeling forced into the narrative. take Iceman in the comics for example, with Jean Grey just straight up suddenly telling him he's gay. like, marvel, sweetie, that's not how this works! and i don't know a lot of queer people who thought much of that "representation".

but the crux of the "forced diversity" argument is almost always that it feels unnatural within the story, right? and i don't think that anyone could say that about MCU Sam and Bucky ending up together, given these characters' existing chemistry and their history. they've both played characters in gay relationships before so we know that it's not outside of either actor's wheelhouse. and y'all know that Anthony and Seb can act, people. if it's in the script i believe that they'll make it seem like the most natural thing on earth.

9. it'd be a nice change

there's been an ongoing meme lately about "Disney's first gay character", the joke being that they continually announce gay characters without really ever including gay characters in their films.

this is to the point where Disney has formed a reputation amongst queer audiences of being homophobic.

if Sam and Bucky were to become a couple, then Disney could have its first actual gay character within a gay relationship. AND have him be in the lead of his own movie, no less.

it's also worth keeping in mind that there's likely an overlap between the people who were outraged by a Sam Wilson Captain America, and the people who'd be outraged by a gay Captain America. and if they were already not seeing the film, then i don't think much is gonna change that.

queer audiences would definitely love it, and the media attention would be guaranteed to be huge. i mean, simply look at the amount of media attention mere rumours of a character's queerness gets you and multiply that by a canon confirmation of said rumours.

but i'm pretty sure that Disney already knows this.

10. and yet, in truth, it's not about the representation

in truth i've never felt that i had any trouble relating to characters of any sexual orientation, race, gender, sex, body type, etc. (although that is not to throw any shade at all on people who do wish to see themselves represented) but for me, i think it's more about the story than the packaging.

and yet, a love story is still just a story. straight or queer, monoethnic or interracial. when two characters have chemistry and history and have sacrificed for each other time and time again, and they also can't keep their hands or their eyes off each other, then i'm pretty sure that that's a love story.

straight or queer, monoethnic or interracial, it shouldn't be about these simple labels. it should be about how well written the relationship is. it should be about chemistry, and history, and sacrifice.

because i'm fucking sick of all the hollow, forced romances in media no matter the genders of the participants. i'm sick of lazily written, shallow relationships where any two people sharing the same space for any extended period of time will simply fall in love. it's boring, it's repetitive, and as a writer myself it drives me up the wall!

romance stories suck! and everyone knows that romance stories suck. between twilight, and most of the entire YA genre, and love triangles (so boring), and romance used as poorly-written throwaway subplots in Hollywood movies, the world is in agreement that the romance in western media is simply dreadful. and yet we still want love stories. it's an entire genre that sits at the heart of the human experience (<3), and yet one which so few of today's best known writers seem truly able to capture.

i don't think that i'm the only one who feels this way, either. i suspect it's actually a large part of why fandom is so romance-centred in the first place, that we're all just starving for a good love story.

(btw i think fandom has a reputation for being something that as a whole that it is not. it has this reputation for straight up demanding things and harassing people until they get their way. while unfortunately there are a few people who do this, they're fucking annoying and i swear that they're far from the majority.

in my experience fandom is mostly about writing a five thousand word story at three am while drunk off your ass because it might make someone whom you've never met smile, editing it in the cold light of day, and then posting it. expecting nothing. sometimes getting nothing. and sometimes getting someone send you kudos or a comment so heartbreakingly wonderful that it makes you smile in return.)

11. so once again, it is all about the writing.

i want to see Sam and Bucky get together in the mcu, not because they would be a gay couple but because i genuinely believe that their story has potential to be an amazing love story.

and i know the mcu isn't about the romance. it's why in my personal opinion we haven't gotten a lot of good canon romances besides Peter Quill and Gamora. and i don't think that the mcu should be all about the romance either. i fucking love the action and the fighting scenes. i love the comedy. Captain America: The Winter Soldier had no romance and it was a fucking treasure, it was an amazing spy-action-thriller and it made my little gay heart dance. Thor Ragnarok had no romance, and it was an utterly brilliant comedic spectacle action film. not every movie needs romance.

but mcu Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes were doing couple's therapy and fixing a boat and walking off into the sunset together in tfatws. they were inseparable on the battlefield. they've got a dynamic. it's beautiful, it's romantic, and it's gold.

a budding relationship between them in the next movie would be a good way to explore both characters more without the narrative feeling too stilted and separate. at the end of tfatws, both Sam and Bucky fans found that their respective fave felt somewhat underutilised and that their characters were underexplored.

now, that problem would be even more difficult to remedy in a movie, because the plotline of a movie needs to be really tight to work (giggity). and we know that the central conflict of the movie is gonna be action-based (which is good), but we still need each character's personal journey and growth to tie into the main conflict. (which is another issue that some fans found with tfatws, that these characters didn't really feel connected to the action-based plot on a more personal level.)

if Sam and Bucky are already in a relationship, however, this whole dynamic changes. first, their relationship has already been set up for nicely since TWS and through tfatws and they would officially be the best-fleshed-out couple in the mcu. but most importantly, a relationship gives them a perfect vehicle to explore both of their pasts comparatively and connect them personally to the action-based plot.

do you want to establish that Sam is a little too trusting and naïve? then establish this through his relationship with Bucky, and through showing his placing his trust in Bucky. (rather than through having him sympathise with a villain who threatened to murder his sister and his nephews).

perhaps you want to show Bucky recovering from his trauma? show us how comfortable he is with Sam. they get along, they're enjoying each other's presence, we see more of Sam's life and of his family, and then let Bucky tell Sam something that's raw and dark and honest about his life as The Winter Soldier. something about a memory, one that he only just recalled. he's opening up. and maybe what he tells Sam is even something that sets up the future action-based conflict, to ground that in something real.

you want to explore that Sam has trauma too? do this through Bucky. he tells Bucky a story about his time in the military. in the form of a flashback, he shares his own story of loss to evoke before the audience the shared theme of feeling at fault even when you're simply a helpless bystander to an act of pure destruction.

then, action sequence! and it's directly connected to Bucky's time as the Winter Soldier. explore the grief of someone whose life the Winter Soldier tore apart manifesting into a villain perpetuating the cycle of pain. establish your villain.

Later, Sam is dragged into battle against this villain for protecting Bucky. But Bucky doesn't want Sam to protect him. He feels guilt for what he can't control and he doesn't want Sam getting hurt because of him. Bucky reminds Sam that he has a family, one who needs him and who loves him. He tells him to go home.

Sam reminds Bucky that he's a part of that family. And that sure Sam's a hero and his job is to protect anyone and everyone, but that he's doing it because he wants to. It's not simply to prove that he can, or to prove that he's not a bystander (this connects to Sam's trauma here), but that he's doing it to help people.

and this gets Bucky thinking about who he is and what he's doing here. is he a hero who stands by Sam's side? or is he an ordinary man who stands aside? or perhaps, does he stand alone? what does he stand for? Maybe Sam knows. But does Bucky?

Sam and Bucky fight off the villain again, and for the first time Bucky meets this adversary face to face. And Bucky recognises this villain, and has a flashback to the genuine pain that he inflicted upon them in the form of the Winter Soldier. Bucky freezes mid-fight, he almost dies, and Sam has to save him.

Sam chews Bucky out for almost getting killed because he was afraid for him. but Bucky takes this the wrong way and goes off to fight the villain alone, or perhaps to die alone, he's not quite sure.

He puts up a half-hearted fight. He apologises for what the Winter Soldier has done, and he waits for the killing blow, when Sam swoops down and he saves him. He asks Sam why he saved him and Sam calls him a moron. And then, Sam asks him what sacrificing himself would solve. He tells him that you can't choose your past but you can choose your future (connecting to his own experience of loss and guilt and grief). And that no matter what Bucky Barnes still has a future, whether that's as the Winter Soldier or the White Wolf or just some dork with a day job. And that he has a future as a part of Sam's family too.

Sam fights the villain, and it's toe to toe. He delivers a few good blows, but receives a fair few himself. And then the villain tears off his wings, first one and then the other, in a manner reminiscent of what the Winter Soldier did to him in TWS. Through Bucky's eyes there's a flashback to highlight the parallels. Sam gets back on his feet and he fights his best fight, but is now losing.

And then the heavily injured Bucky steps up and fights by Sam's side, and only together do they take down the villain.

"So... I inspired you, huh?" Sam teases with a smile, utterly exhausted. "With my heroism and-"

"You inspired me." Bucky said, equally exhausted. "Let's leave it at that."

Together, Sam and Bucky go back to the safety and warmth of their family. Sam fixes his wings. Sam goes back to being Captain America. And Bucky... he's around, but it's unclear what he's doing.

That is, until the very end. When Sam is in a fight, and suddenly Bucky shows up and helps him out.

"What are you doing here?" Sam asks.

"I've made up my mind." Bucky says. "I'm the Winter Soldier. But now I'll save lives, Sam. Now, like you, I'll be a hero."

Sam smirks. "So does this make you my sidekick, then?"

Bucky smiles. "C'mon, at least make me a partner." He says.

"How about co-workers." Sam says (in flashback, he remembers back to the death of his last on-the-job partner).

"How about friends." Bucky says, with a wry look.

"Bucky... I don't want to see you put your dumbass self in danger." Sam says.

"Oh, and it's ok for you to go running off into danger on your own all the time?" Bucky asks.

"Yes." Sam says stubbornly. "Absolutely it is."

"Why?"

"Because I'm not a dumbass?!"

"Sam, if you think I'm not gonna be watching your back for the rest of time... then you're the biggest dumbass I know. And I don't care if you need me or not, I will be there for you."

"Because Sam, you're more than Captain America. You're more than a good soldier. You're a good man. And I think sometimes, the world forgets what the difference is."

...or something like that.

(i only spent like 15 minutes on that. you know if i were actually writing this movie i would come up with something much better. and if anyone from marvel is seeing this, yes i can come work for you. i will make the time, let's do this thing right!)

finale

at the end of the day, whether or not the mcu chooses to make Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes a couple, it's their decision. and they don't owe me anything.

i'm just some random person on the internet. who thinks that Captain America 4 should #givecaptainamericaaboyfriend

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