#stardew sebastian x reader

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Just Benefits

Something I whipped while procrastinating on my other fics bc brainrot got to me. Lmk if there's any typos. May or may not make this into a full fic hehe

Sebastian x F!Reader

content: nsfw

MDNI!!!

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Sebastian who is completely shocked when you propose a friends with benefits situation with him.

Sebastian accepts because why the hell not? He finds you attractive and you’re steadily becoming one of his favorite people in the valley after some late night chats by the lake and generous surprises of his favorite gifts.

Sebastian has to smoke to calm his nerves as he walks down the mountain path to meet up with you for the first time. He makes sure to not litter on your property and stuffs the dirty cigarette butt into his pocket before knocking to enter. 

Sebastian decides to just kiss you after an awkward greeting. It’s slow and fumbling at first but the two of you soon find your bearings and it becomes deeper and neither of you can get enough. 

Sebastian lets himself get pulled to your bed, only to push you on it and beneath him so he can kiss you more, he can’t stop his hands from roaming your body and tugging at your clothes. 

Sebastian who asks for permission before pulling off your bottoms and gets harder with your shy agreement. 

Sebastian who can’t help but gawk at the wet patch already forming on your panties and ends up kissing that very spot, over and over until you beg him to just take them off. 

Sebastian who ends up making out with your clit, flicking his tongue piercing along your folds and pumping his long fingers in and out of you until you come for the first time. He doesn’t even notice that he’s been humping the mattress until after you’re done, he’s already so high from your taste and smell. 

Sebastian who eagerly shuffles off his jeans and boxers when you ask to reciprocate. He has to bite into his hands to keep himself from whining too much.

Sebastian nearly finishes in your mouth but pulls you off because he just needs to fuck you so badly instead. 

Sebastian who asks again to make sure you’re sure before slowly pressing into you so you can feel every single inch and vein.

Sebastian who has to grip your sheets hard because it's just so, so difficult not to immediately come, and he really doesn’t want to let you down. 

Sebastian listens to all the sounds you make to make sure he’s fucking you how you like, every gasp and moan is a direction to him. 

Sebastian who fucks you harder when you ask for it, who holds your legs open so he can angle his hips just right to thrust harder and faster right into the spot that makes you whine his name. 

Sebastian makes sure to rub your clit right when your legs start to shake and your voice gets all pitchy to help you climax. 

Sebastian comes when you do, unable to hold back when he feels your walls getting wetter and tighter, practically milking him. He continues to thrust into you though, working both of you through your highs. 

Sebastian feels awkward when the afterglow fades, he’s unsure of if you want him to stay or do aftercare, but ends up fetching you water and giving you some cuddles before deciding to leave as to not overstay his welcome. 

FWB!Sebastian starts coming over more often now, whenever he’s annoyed at home or just whenever you text him. 

FWB!Sebastian who starts to shamelessly introduces new positions and kinks to try after getting more and more comfortable. 

FWB!Sebastian who also figures out that he likes it when you praise him and that you like it when he makes sounds, so he makes sure to let out his moans and whimpers too, even if he thinks it a little embarrassing.

FWB!Sebastian who will smoke in bed afterwards if you allow it and if he notices that you find it attractive. Otherwise he weans himself off smoking more and more unconsciously if you don't. 

FWB!Sebastian who stays for the night almost every time now, he enjoys your bigger bed and doesn’t mind being the bigger or the smaller spoon, he goes along with whatever you prefer.

FWB!Sebastian alternates making breakfast with you whenever he stays over. He notices the new coffee machine that mysteriously appears soon after, and he hides his little smile and red cheeks with his hair when you enter the kitchen. 

FWB!Sebastian rarely jerks off anymore, he has you now, but when he does, it’s always to the thought of you.

FWB!Sebastian who ends up gravitating more to you whenever you join him and his friends at the Saloon on Friday night. He starts to arrive earlier and stays later just to talk to you more. 

FWB!Sebastian doesn’t even notice that his habits are changing, also waking up earlier as a result of your early schedule. 

FWB!Sebastian who finally realizes his feelings after some off handed comments from his mom and Sam about how different he acts when he’s around you. 

FWB!Sebastian doesn’t want to mess things up so he eventually resolves to just keep the friends with benefits arrangement because he’ll take what he can get. 

FWB!Sebastian really can’t stand it though. You consume every moment and every thought, he just wishes that you would feel the same. He starts to become more awkward around you now, and even avoids you sometimes because the butterflies in his stomach become too strong whenever he sees you. 

FWB!Sebastian who starts to fuck you gentler sometimes, as if he’s making love to you as a boyfriend instead of what it really is. He presses kisses to your forehead and cheeks tenderly and just wants to hold your hand. 

FWB!Sebastian accidentally confesses during a particularly intimate round of sex as he’s finishing, and he runs away when you ask him what he said as the two of you cuddle. 

FWB!Sebastian who panics in his room after because he’s really fucked it up this time now, hasn’t he?

FWB!Sebastian really avoids you now, burying himself back into work and sending clipped responses to your texts. 

FWB!Sebastian who eventually spills the whole situation to Sam because he just really needs to get it off his chest. Sam verbally hands his ass to him, and encourages him to really confess, because holy shit, everyone’s realized that the farmer is not as happy as they used to be. 

FWB!Sebastian feels so guilty when he hears that, he knows he has to fix the situation, so he prepares. 

FWB!Sebastian texts you to meet him at his place. When you arrive, he has his bike out and he asks you to go on a ride with him. His palms sweat in his gloves as he drives, and he can smell your scent even through the helmet. 

FWB!Sebastian akes you to his spot on the cliff. The view is beautiful that night, looking over Zuzu city, and the sky is clear for all the stars to shine, but he only has eyes for you. 

FWB!Sebastian says that the two of you need to talk, but he comes off as too serious, and you think he’s breaking up with you. He panics and confesses his feelings, not following the script he set for himself, but he can’t stand to see you cry. 

FWB!Sebastian who hugs you tight after you say you feel the same, he feels so overjoyed. He kisses you, you kiss back, and it really does feel like the two of you are in a movie. 

Boyfriend!Sebastian feels like he’s on top of the world when the two of you drive back to the valley, he screams out his happiness as he speeds along the empty highway and the two of you laugh the entire way. 

Boyfriend!Sebastian who can’t get enough of the way you smile at him when you get back to his place and remove the riding helmet. He loves the way it grows when he gives you the bouquet he stashed behind a bush. 

Boyfriend!Sebastian who races back with you to the farmhouse so he can properly worship you as you deserve, and this time as his girlfriend. 

[obsessed-with-stardew]

His Hoodie

You looked cold so Sebastian let you borrow his hoodie, he didn’t know how much he’d like seeing you in it.

Sebastian xF!Reader

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Tw: nsfw, mdni, smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex, mentions of cigarettes, pet names

Wc: 3530

It’s another Friday night at the Stardrop Saloon. You’re in your usual spot, next to Abigail on the couch, in the game room watching Sebastian school Sam at pool like always.

“Top left pocket,” Sebastian calls his final shot.

“No way you can sink that, man!” Sam said.

Sebastian catches your eye as he carefully lines up his shot, and with a wink he sinks the 8-ball.

Sam groans “argh you’re too good, it’s not fair!”

Sebastian chuckles softly, “Fine, fine. Y/n, are you any good at pool?”

“Um I mean I’ve played before but I’ve never claimed to be good… why?” You ask.

“Let’s say I’m evening the playing field,” Seb says with a grin.

“Hey two against one isn’t even,” Sam complains.

“Think of it this way Sam, I’m teaching y/n so if you beat us, you’re beating me and showing what a bad teacher I am.”

“Alright… just this once” Sam says.

The game starts just fine, Seb breaks. Expertly sinking two balls off the bat.

“We’re solids, y/n. That means don’t sink the stripes” Seb teases.

You blush, “I know the basics.”

You asses the table, choosing your path. You lean down, hoping to at least hit the ball. Sebastian’s breath catches. Sure he’s been attracted to you since you first moved into Pelican Town, but seeing your jeans perfectly molded to your ass as you bend over the table… the things he’d do to you if you were alone.

Seb says “Sorry I couldn’t tell you knew which ball to hit by the way you line up your shot” he chuckles. “Here, can I help?”

He leans down behind you. You can feel his breath on your ear ask he skates his hand down your forearm to adjust your hold.

“You gotta grip it a little tighter, you’re in control here,” he whispers into your ear.

It’s only with his body pressed to yours, his hand guiding your own, that you realize how phallic a pool cue can be. He must realize it too, because you feel something firm pressing against your ass.

*cough cough* Sam clears his throat.

“Today you two!” Abigail laughs.

You blush as Sebastian cooly straightens and runs his fingers through his dark hair.

“You got this y/n” he says encouragingly.

You take the shot and make it.

“Woah I actually made it!” You shout, bouncing up and turning to Seb. The joy on your face makes his heart flutter.

Sam sighs, “well this isn’t gonna be as easy as I thought”.

“I’ll grab the next round, you guys keep playing” you say.

After you return with the drinks the game and the jokes flow easily.

You make a few shots and miss a few too, with Seb encouraging or laughing it off with you.

“Middle right!” Sam calls the last ball.

He lines up his shot

He shoots

It misses.

“Oof, tough break bud” Abigail says.

“Awh sorry Sam, looks like it’s not your night,” Seb teases. “Y/n, you’re up.”

You choke on your drink, “Seb I thought it was your turn??”

He smiles at you, “nah, you’ve been doing so well for me. I think you deserve to finish this.”

You try to keep your cool, leaning over the table.

“Just breathe, you got this.” Seb says, it’s meant to be encouraging for you but it doubles as an attempt to control his hard on. The way you’re leaning, he can just glimpse your black lacy bra down your shirt.

“Top left,” you call the pocket.

With Seb’s encouragement warming in your chest, you loose your shot. The tip of the pool cue hits the ball perfectly, sinking the 8-ball right where you wanted it.

“Hey we did it!” You bounce up and pull Sebastian into a hug. He stiffens at the sudden contact and you let go blushing.

“Way to go y/n, now I guess I’ll be bench warming all by my lonesome” Abigail scoffs

“Maybe you should try playing some time Abby,” Sam says.

“Oh fuck off sam, you just want to win for once,” Abigail said.

“Think you can take me??” Sam asks.

Seb leans over towards you, “they could be at this for awhile, want to join me for a smoke break?”

You nod and follow him out of the saloon.

Seb leans against the side of the building, pulls out his pack of cigs and offers one to you.

You take it, happy to have something warm you up on this cool spring night. Seb flicks on his lighter and you lean in to light to up. You look so beautiful in the light from the flame, your eyes hooded, focusing on getting your cig lit then they flicker up at him, catching his gaze. Time slows as his can see your lips wrapped around his cock instead of that dainty cigarette. He blinks, releasing the flame. Relishing that he can hide his blush in the darkness. As he lights his own cig, you fall into a similar daze. Watching his fingers expertly flick on the flame, illuminating his face so full of focus. Your mind drifts to what that focus and those fingers could do to you. The thoughts make you shiver.

“Oh shit, y/n, are you cold?” Sebastian ask.

“Huh? What?” You shake yourself out of your daze.

“Here hold this” he hands you his cigarette and begins to take off his hoodie.

“Oh now you don’t need to…” your words trail off as Sebastian pulls the hoodie over his head. It takes some of his shirt with it, revealing his stomach and a hint of hair at his waist line in the moonlight. You take a drag on your cig to try and refocus yourself.

“Trade me,” Seb says as he holds the hoodie out towards you. Passing him the cigarettes, you pull the hoodie on. It’s still warm and smells like him, a mix of smoke, cedar and something spicy.

“I think our cigs got swapped at some point, this one is maybe yours?” He says handing it back over.

You giggle, “it doesn’t really matter, we were bound to swap saliva eventually.” You say as you lean up against the wall next to him.

He turns to face you, “oh really? And how is that?”

“Oh, um well, you know..” you stammer. “Like sharing drinks and stuff…”

“And stuff?” Seb teases.

You take a drag and blow your smoke in his face, causing him to cough and laugh. You start to laugh too, then Sebastian’s hand grabs your wrist, pulling you to him. With his other hand he tilts your chin up so your eyes meet, he can see the Cherry of his cig reflected in your blown out pupils. A dead giveaway that you want him as much as he wants you.

“Stuff like….” Seb drawls, leaning down to brush your lips with his own. “this?” He murmurs against your mouth just before capturing it with a kiss. You let out a soft moan, as you part your lips to deepen the kiss. You pull lightly on his full bottom lip with your teeth and he lets out a low groan, dropping your wrist and grabbing your waist to pull your body flush against his. Just as you begin to deepen the kiss the door to the saloon swings open and you hear your friends turning the corner. The two of you jump back, sucking desperately at your cigs to try and act natural.

“Oh there you guys are!” Sam says.

“Sam thought you would’ve snuck off to the woods or something,” Abigail laughs.

“Nah, we’re just enjoying the air” Seb says, hoping his voice sounds calm even though his pulse is hammering so hard he’s sure everyone can hear it.

“Yep, love me some air” You say a little breathlessly, shooting Seb a small smile.

Abigail and Sam share a look that says they are all too aware of what they interrupted.

“…anyway, I’m headed home. Seb, you ready to head out?” Abigail asks.

Shit, Sebastian got so swept up in you he completely forgot he’d promised to walk Abby home. She may have a tough exterior, but after her first trip to the mines, the darkness makes her jumpy.

“Yeah, um let me just finish this cig. “ he says.

“Oh, here you probably need this back,” you say, “I know how cold the walk up to the mountains can be.”

You start to wriggle out of his hoodie.

Seb places a hand on your arm, halting you movement. You look up at him.

“I think you need it more than I do tonight,” he says with a small smile.

“Well I’m off,” Sam says. “Bye you guys!”

“Alright Abby, let’s head out.” Seb says, “see ya later Sam… bye y/n.” His hand lingers on your arm for just a moment before he steps back and heads out with Abby.

You sigh, take a final drag on your cigarette and turn for the farm. You’re grateful for the warm hoodie, but you wish it was Seb walking you back to your house. You imagine him pushing you up against the wall the second you walk through the door. kissing you until you’re both panting and breathless. But it’s just you, alone on the farm.

You get ready for bed, keeping the hoodie and the smell of him on your body. As you snuggle into bed, you fantasize the he’s there with you. You grab your breasts and tease your nipples, thinking of his fingers pulling them and his mouth sucking on one and then the other…

~*~meanwhile, outside Abigail’s house~*~

Shit shit shit, Seb thinks. He just realized he left his house key in the pocket of his hoodie. He could wake up Maru or his mom but he always hates how they look at him coming home late, smelling like smoke.

Y/n probably just took the hoodie off when she got home and left it on that coat rack by the door. He could just slip in and grab the key and you wouldn’t have to know.

The thought of sneaking into y/n’s house while she’s asleep gives Seb a dirty thrill. He feels his cock stiffen as his mind floats to naughty thoughts of ways he could wake you up. He was so wrapped up in his fantasy the walk was over before it had begun. The farm really was so peaceful at night, he’d never noticed how beautiful y/n kept it. It’s almost as calming as the lake in the mountains.

“You don’t even know if she likes you like that Seb, stop imagining a life here,” he scolds himself, walking up to the door.

Reaching his hand up to brush the top of the door frame, he finds the key you keep ‘hidden’. Locking the door always makes you feel safe, but you also want your friends to be able to come by anytime they need.

He fits the key into the lock, turns it quietly and slips into the darkness of your home. Pulling out his phone flashlight, Seb searches the coat rack for any sign of the hoodie, with no luck. Maybe you took it off in your bedroom… he quietly walks down the hallway. Hearing a noise, he halts. Was that sound really what he thinks it was? He hears another little whimper.

“Yes, Sebby yes,” you moan quietly.

His heart hammers in his chest and his cock hardens painfully.

“Is this really happening?? Is y/n really touching herself while thinking about me??” Seb thinks.

He palms his hard length through his tight jeans letting out a small hiss of air between his teeth. Before he can stop himself, Seb peers into your bedroom. He sees you, glowing in the moonlight wearing only his hoodie. One hand clutching your breast and the other moving carefully between your legs. You’re so lost in the action, you don’t notice him enter the room.

“Tsk tsk tsk, you’re such a needy girl aren’t you y/n,” Seb says in a low, barely audible voice.

“mmmmm I need you sebby” You moan, thinking his voice was in your head. Wait…. That was most definitely not in your head. Your movement stops and your eyes shoot open to find Sebastian casually leaning against your doorframe.

“Don’t stop on my account sweetheart,” he drawls taking a few steps into the room. “Unless you want some help with that?”

You’re stunned into silence. Is this really happening? You’re open your mouth to reply, but quickly close it. You sit up and grab at your sheets to cover you, praying he can’t see your flushed face in the moonlight.

“Don’t get all shy on me now baby,” Sebastian croons, making his way to the edge of your bed.

“Wha-what are you doing here Seb??” You stammer.

He huffs out a laugh and sits down next to you.

“Awh, what happened to Sebby? I think I like when you moan it out of that pretty little mouth.”

He leans in capturing your lips with his own as his hand reaches into the hoodie pocket.

“Woah wha-?” You pull away with a start as you feel his hand brush your stomach through the fabric. He pulls his hand out and you see something flash between his fingers. A key.

“I realized I left this in there after I got to Abby’s,” Seb says, “And instead of dealing with Maru I figured I’d slip in here and grab the key from the coat rack.”

He twirls the key in his fingers, watching you squirm under the covers. He laughs, “Imagine my surprise to find you wearing only my hoodie while you moan out my name.”

Grabbing your hand, Seb gently guides you to feel his hard bulge through his jeans.

“Ahhh” he sighs at the contact, “See what you do to me y/n?”

You let out a whimper, biting your lip.

“And to find out you’re so needy for me, that’s just an extra treat.” He says, his voice low and gravely.

Sebastian shifts quickly to straddle you, grabbing your wrists with one hand and pinning them above you as he cups your chin with the other.

“How bout you be a good girl and let me take care of you, y/n?”

You nod vigorously and he leans in to press a punishing kiss to your lips. You both moan as he presses his bulge to your dripping pussy. His hands begin to roam your body, grabbing at your breasts and your hips. You reach down to grab the hem of the hoodie but Sebastian grabs your wrist and presses a kiss to it.

“No,” he says, his eyes dark. “Keep it on. I like seeing you in it.”

Your heart flutters and you caress his face.

“Anything for you Sebby,” you say.

At the sound of the nickname falling from your lips, Seb feels himself losing control. He would do anything to hear you cry out his name.

He leans back taking you in, hoodie bunched up around your waist, chest heaving and pussy glistening. All for him. Sebastian knows he should take it slow, savoring and exploring your body. But you’re both so ready any more foreplay would feel like torture.

He crawls out of bed, and unbuttons his pants. You’re practically drooling watching him pull off his dark tshirt and black jeans. Seb’s dark boxer briefs fight to restrain his erection. Then those are on the floor too. His hard cock springs out, and you shudder in a breath looking at him. Have you ever seen a boy as beautiful as Sebastian? His pale skin shining in the moonlight. He slowly strokes his cock, letting you watch him.

“You’re so beautiful Sebby,” you tell him softly.

He huffs out a rough chuckle, “You’re one to talk sweetheart”.

He climbs back on top of you. You pull him down for a kiss, tongues twining as you lose yourselves in the others mouth. You arch your back, pressing your body into him. His cock brushes your soaked pussy. He pulls back from the kiss on shaky arms.

“Are you sure you want to do this y/n? If we do this, I don’t think I can go back. I don’t think we can just be friends anymore. I’ll want all of you.” Sebastian says, looking intently into your eyes.

“Fuck being friends,” you say, “I’ve wanted to be yours since I first saw you.”

He groans, pushing the head of his aching cock between your wet, waiting folds.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear you say that,” Seb says as he eases into you. Just the tip, letting you adjust to the size of him and allowing him to get his bearings so he doesn’t blow this moment by cumming the instant he feels you clench around him.

He takes a shaky breath and continues to push into you, stopping only when he is fully sheathed inside of you.

“Fuck,” Sebastian breathes out. “So good and tight for me aren’t you sweet girl”

You moan and he can feel your walls clench his cock. He pulls out almost to the tip, then slams back into you.

“My good girl, so wet and ready for me” Seb says between thrusts. “You are my good girl aren’t you?” He asks.

You’re so lost in pleasure you don’t register that he’s waiting for a response. Seb reaches out and wraps his long fingers lightly around your throat. Your eyes snap up to his, you’ve never been choked in bed before.

He pushes in all the way then stills “You have to answer me baby.” Seb says, watching you with dark eyes.

“Y-yes, I’m your good girl Sebby,” you murmur, wriggling your hips.

Seb chuckles and applies a little more pressure to your throat. You moan in response and he rewards you by starting to fuck you again in earnest.

“Next time we’ll take things slower baby” he huffs, “I’ll fuck that pretty little mouth of yours.” Seb groans, his pace getting sloppier. “I’ll eat your perfect pussy until you come on my tongue.”

You cry out, eyes closing as you succumb to the pleasure.

“No no baby,” he coos, “I need to see your eyes as you come for me”.

You blink open your eyes, taking in the sight of Seb’s lean frame towering over you. Sebastian’s eyes bore into yours, so full of lust and hunger.

“Seb-sebby,” You moan “I’m gonna cum!”

His intense features break into a grin, “That’s my good girl, cum all over my cock sweetheart”.

And with that Sebastian follows you over the edge, thrusting deep into you as he spills into your pussy. His arms give out and he falls onto your chest with a huff. You giggle, nuzzling his head. Seb jerks a bit, and groans.

“What is it Seb?” You ask.

He lets out a chuckle, “I can feel you laughing”.

You giggle again, and he buries his face in your chest. “It feels good I hope?” You ask.

“Fuck baby, it feels too good,” Seb says looking up at you with a grin.

He pushes back up on he elbows, and with a hiss pulls out of you. You let out a little whine, feeling empty without him inside you.

Seb laughs shaking his head, “You really are insatiable, aren’t you?”

He sits back, admiring how lucky he is. The girl he’s thought about while alone in his own bed, now sprawled out before him. Your beautiful fucked out expression, his cum leaking out of your perfect pussy. Seb leans forward and with two fingers starts gently scooping his cum back into you.

“Mmmmm” you moan, “Whatcha doin down there Sebby?” You ask with a shiver.

He looks up at you with a bashful smile, “Just didn’t want to waste any of it,” he says as he pushes his fingers into your overly sensitive hole.

You gasp as Sebastian curls his fingers inside you, hitting the spot that drives you crazy. He pumps them in and out of you in a lazy pace, watching you whimper. Seb brushes his thumb against your clit causing you to tense.

“Shhh baby, just relax” he says rubbing your thigh with his free hand. “You didn’t think I’d give my sweet girl just one orgasm did you?”

You let out a groan as Seb slowly pushes another finger into you. He fingers you lazily, skillfully drawing out your second orgasm. After bring you back down from your high, seb slides his fingers out of you and slips them into his mouth.

“We taste pretty good together baby,” he says with a wink. You can’t move, so entranced watching him clean your combined mess off of his fingers.

“C’mon sweet girl,” he says extending his hand, “Let’s get cleaned up and go to bed.”

You follow his to the bathroom, “Wait so does that mean…” you trail off.

“What? You think I’d take this good care of you to let you sleep alone?” He asks with a grin.

[babiebom]

Hi hi! Hope you’re having a good October!

Can I get A, B, S and Y for Sebastian please? :o

A/N: my October has been going fine! I made a practice streaming schedule with my friend so we can start doing that!! And it’s also time for me to move so I’ve been job hunting and that has not been going well but it’s okay!! Hope your October has been going well!!

Tw:sexual content

Alphabet Post Masterlist

A-Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Sebastian tries to be good at aftercare, if things were a bit rough and you’re tired he will fight the need to sleep to make sure that you’re comfortable and taken care of. Not the type to draw a bath, but will wipe you down with a warm rag and make sure that both of you drink something before you go to sleep for the night.

B- Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Sebastian is a thigh man. Short skirts? Tight shorts? Jeans that fit just right? They all make your thighs and hips look AMAZING. It’s the easiest way to distract him, and fishnets are an easy way to kill him.

I think on himself he likes his hands specifically. I think he does have a perverted mind and he can use his hands to do a LOT to you. He likes that he can touch you, pleasure you, comfort you, and do just about anything he wants with his hands. He makes sure his hands look nice so all the hand kink people are happy.

S-Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

I do not think Sebastian lasts long at all. I think he can try and hold it off for a while but he cums pretty quickly before he starts working on his stamina. HOWEVER he can go many many many rounds, it is EASY for this man to get horny again. You think he’s cum enough? Nope his dick is hard again and he’s still horny better catch your breath babe.

Y-Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

VERY HIGH. I think out of all the bachelors, basic sdv here, he has the highest libido. This man is a stereotypical emo dude that always wants to fuck and is always thinking about sex. Anywhere and everywhere he is ready to smash and I think that he would not be compatible with a person that is okay with having sex like once a week or something. Yeah he could get himself off he just prefers to have sex. BUT don’t think he’s entitled, he isn’t he’s not the type to force sex or beg until he wears you down, he is just a horny dude that wants you to help him.

[valley-of-headcanons]

Heyy! So I just found your stuff and it’s all super cute I love this kind of thing 😊 feel free to decline but do you think you could do a little fluffy one shot type thing where you’re just gaming with Sebastian and then whoops you both fall in love 😳

best gamer of all time || sebastian x reader oneshot

hanging out with your friends is always fun, but gaming alone with him may be your new favorite thing <3

warnings: fluff fluff fluff fluff oh my god, you may suck at this game but you do NOT suck at winning his heart

requested by: @juleboo , this is such an adorable request! i'm sorry this took like forty billion years, life has decided to kick me off my feet, but im doing a lot better so yippeeeee. i hope you enjoy, hopefully it was worth the long wait 🙏

Hanging out on a Saturday night was a ritual for you, Sebastian, Abigail, and Sam. You all rotate on who's place you hang out at, and tonight was Sebastian's. Abigail was laid out on the couch, Sebastian sitting on his bed, and you and Sam were on the floor. After a very intense game of Jackbox, with a lot of chaotic answers and laughter, it was nearing midnight.

“I cannot believe you put that! That was a direct jab at me and you know it!” Sam said towards Abigail's direction, obviously not actually upset.

“Then clean up the fuckin' pizza boxes in your room! That rat would've become your best friend if your mom didn't find him- wait- what time is it? ... oh shit, my dad is gonna kick my ass!” Abigail said, jumping up at lightning speed and grabbing her bag. “Sorry to kill the party, love you guys, if I get lectured one more time this week I am going to pull out my hair. Bye bye!”

And off she goes, leaving just as chaotic as she came. Sounds about right. The remaining three of you laughed, before Sam stood up and grabbed his things as well. “For some reason Mom wants me to come to church in the morning, she saw some lyrics to one of our songs and she kind of flipped her shit. Soooo, gotta atone for my sins. Have fun you two,” he said, sending a small wink Sebastian's way before making his way up the stairs.

You saw the wink, it definitely caught you off guard. You immediately snapped your head towards Sebastian. “What was that for?” you said with a smirk, which wasn't held for long. It slipped into a smile, moving from the floor to the now empty couch.

Sebastian's expression remained neutral, rolling his eyes. “Sam is always up to something, ignore him. Do you wanna stay and hang for a little while? I don't have anything to do tomorrow,” he said, looking towards the cabinet of games that sat beside his gaming console. He never asked anyone to stay later, especially when it's his night to host. He usually wants everyone out, Sebastian cherishes his alone time.

Butterflies erupted in your stomach when he asked you this, he actually wanted to spend more time with you? You felt so honored and special, of course you were going to stay. “Yeah, what did you wanna do?”

“I bought a game, it's co-op. Wanna try it out? It's a platformer, it seems pretty easy,” he said, walking over to the cabinet and grabbing the case. He made his way back over to you, showing you the back of the case, carefully studying your features. He wanted to make sure you were actually interested, and when your face lit up, he couldn't hold back a smile. It was rare for him, but it was perfect.

“Hell yeah, let's pop this bad boy in!” you said, sitting up excitedly and scooting over so that you two could share the couch. After 'popping that bad boy in', he sat next to you and handed you the controller.

Sebastian put on the tutorial before beginning to show you the controls. He described what to do, but due to your drowsiness from working all day, you just couldn't grasp what the controls were. “Here,” he mumbled, thinking for a moment before carefully putting his hands over yours.

“Alright, shoot with this button, alright?” he said, making sure not to get too close to you. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable, but these little touches were really nice ... he could get used to this.

“Mhm ...” you hummed, although your brain was short-circuiting. Every single thought in your brain was rendered useless in that moment, every place where you two touched felt like it was on fire. You clumsily tried to recreate his movements, shooting when he asked and jumping when he instructed. You learned the controls, but barely.

“Got it?” he said simply, slowly beginning to let go of you. He didn't really want to, but he didn't want to overstep your boundaries. He really cared about you, he didn't want to jeopardize that.

With a hesitant nod of confirmation, you two began the game. It was a mess, you definitely did not grasp the controls whatsoever. However, he enjoyed seeing what kind of trouble you got yourself into. How could you even get up there?

“Okay- when you jump, press the trigger to latch on to that cliff, and do NOT let go-” he tried to explain as you jumped with all of your might ... just to not even touch the cliff. Your body hit the floor with a splat, and you both sat in silence for a few seconds, staring at each other. Small snickers turned into full blown laughter, falling down onto the couch as you both held your faces.

“How the hell am I so stupid?? That was so easy! How the hell did I miss that??” you cackled, wiping the tears that began to fall from your eyes.

“I have no idea but it was one of the best things I've ever seen,” Sebastian's laughter began to quiet as he sat up, his gaze making its way down to you. You looked so perfect in the soft light of the television, so happy from the laughter that was encasing the both of you. He could not stop smiling.

“What?” you said softly, a gigantic grin on your face. You couldn't move, you just wanted to stay in this moment forever.

“... nothing. Just ... capturing this moment,” Sebastian said in a gentle tone, taking a deep breath before looking back at the screen. “You're a ghost now, but you can still help me and eventually I can revive you.”

You slowly sat up, but you had an idea. You slid a little closer to him than you were before, your legs touching. “Alright, I'll be the best fuckin' ghost in town,” you laughed, knowing you were bound to fuck it up but you had no care in the world. This was too fun.

He looked over at your legs touching, smiling even wider before continuing the game. He would ask you to do things as a ghost as you did ... with enough trial and error. He did notice that you kept adjusting and scooting closer and closer. He really liked this.

“Do you know how to freeze someone?" he asked, which you shook your head to. “Let me see this-” he mumbled, wrapping his arm around you, definitely just wanting to help you see the controls. You were essentially sitting in his lap at this point, a soft pink blush creeping onto both of your faces.

His face was so close, pressed almost right up against yours ... you wanted to stay here forever, but you didn't want to say anything that would ruin the moment. Nervous silence held you two for a moment, before he did something that both of you wanted more than anything. He carefully kissed your cheek, before going back to the game as if nothing ever happened.

Your brain melted, a feeling of bliss overtaking your body. You've been waiting for that for ages. You slowly leaned back into his chest as he laid down his controller for a moment. He wrapped his arms around your waist for a moment, giving you a careful squeeze. You reached your arms up around his neck, hugging him back. Neither of you cared about the game anymore.

“Stay here tonight. If you want to,” Sebastian muttered softly, holding your body close to his. He didn't dare let go, and neither did you.

You stayed there that night, you stayed wrapped up in his arms until the daylight and you had to work on your farm. But you hoped one day, you could wake up next to him everyday. Maybe someday, but for now, you had many Saturday nights where you stayed over later than everybody else.

[molotovgirl45]

Telling Robin

Originally, you were a bit unsure of her reaction to the news. I mean, what would any normal human respond to "Oh yeah, I'm dating your son. Can you build another mill on my farm?" You couldn't even act like you weren't poor from all the upgrades you needed to buy from Robin. She basically knew you as much as Sebastian did. So when on one random night when you two were caught cuddling downstairs, you both were so awkward. She came downstairs, seeing you cuddling. Her eyes widened. "i'm so sorry, i didn't think Sebastian had a.. Guest over." Sebastian looked over to Robin, red faced. He felt like he wanted to die. You wanted to die even more. "Hi Robin.." You started to collect yourself, getting up from his couch. "I'll leave now." Robin was confused, but before she could say anything, you were racing upstairs and out the door.

[shanesbluechicken]

A love story

[constantly0lost]

I slept for like, twenty minutes, we're back in business baybee.

Anyways imagine cuddling up to kittyboy Sebastian at night. Your arms wrapped around his torso, and him snuggled up to you, his face in your neck as he enjoys your smell, something so uniquely you that he cant help but enjoy it.

Maybe it's raining outside, just a light drizzle to tap against the roof as you scratch at your husband's scalp, and he's purring so softly but so hard that your entire arm vibrates from his silent happiness.

He nuzzles deeper into you, looking up at you with starstruck eyes, and tilts his head up to kiss you, being sweet to try and coerce you into more head scratches. His tail sways lazily behind him as he enjoys your moment together.

He purrs again, though slightly more audible as you scratch him again, nuzzling back into you and fully content to turn into a stain on the blanket if it meant dying right here, happy and in your arms.

[ss-aquarium]

Sick Tattoos >--)))°<

●☆○°☆ The Farmer’s cousin’s coming to stay in the Valley and Sebastian’s totally taken with their tattoos☆°○☆●

Paring : {Sebastian x tattoo artist!Reader}

Wordcount : [2761]

Tags : (REQUEST!, Stranger to friends to “lovers,” “slowburn”)

Warnings : *Reader is not Farmer, Reader has tattoos, cursing, smoking*

Sebastian couldn't tear his eyes away from your tattooed biceps, sweat steadily dripping down your arms as you tugged at a parsnip firmly anchored in the dirt. There was talk among the town that the farmer had a relative staying with her, but you were far from what he expected. You didn't look like the tightly-wound corporate burnout your cousin was, but you were a similar fish out of water. He noticed your lack of proper posture and technique he's seen the Farmer display so many times before. But, he could only criticize your inexperience for so long before resuming his journey along your sleeves.

Before he could finish tracing over the canvas of your upper body, you launched up and fell flat on your ass with a parsnip in hand. He sputtered a laugh before quickly covering his mouth and looking away as you snapped your gaze to him. He fit the description you'd been given by your cousin; tall, dark (but only in fashion sense), and a little handsome. 

“Great first impression, huh?” You ease yourself off the ground, dropping the parsnip into a collecting basket, and pull off your gloves to give him a handshake.

He accepted it, shifting the package he came to deliver into his other hand to return the gesture, “They can’t all be winners.”

You smiled, half embarrassed and half intrigued. He's less curt than what your cousin had anticipated you for, and far friendlier to your new face than he was to hers. You knew it was her own friendly/persistent personality that eventually wore him down, but the way he can’t help but linger on your arms was also a likely factor. 

“You’re Sebastian, right? Little Miss Farmer told me to expect an emo guy with a gift.” You didn’t think you’d get used to calling her that anytime soon, but the girl takes pride in what she does. 

He chuckles at the branding, “Damn, is that what I’m known for around here? Harsh.” 

“But, judging from you,” he studies your style before catching your eyes again, “our numbers are growing.”

You grab the basket off the ground and nestle it into the crook of your arm, “Pretty soon, we’ll be taking over the valley, huh?”

You both share a laugh as he roots into his hoodie pocket for a black pen, clicking it and scribbling something on the inside of the card that is laid on the package he’s holding. He closed it before catching himself as he moved to write the address “to:.”

“I didn’t catch your name,” he asks, pausing his pen and glancing at you.

“It’s {Y/N}.”

“Cool.”

He quickly jots it down before shoving the pen back into his pocket and giving you the package. The weight startles you as it’s plopped into your hands but Sebastian turns around to start walking back, unphased from having this brick of a present free from his person. As he strolls away, you waddle to the front porch of the farmhouse to relieve yourself and peek into the card.

“From Robin & Sebastian (scrawled next to her name as a last-minute addition)

To: {Y/N}

You seem cool we should hang

XXX-XXX,

P.S. sick tattoos”

As you tore the brown paper to look inside the package, you found…

Wait, is this just a bunch of wood?

—

“C’mon, dude! I promise I won’t judge!”

“Hell. No. Sam doesn’t even know I have it, and I’ve had it for like three years!”

You pout at his rejection yet are still determined to get him to show you his stick-and-poke. You both sat at the Saloon bar top, waiting for Gus to finish cooking the pizza Sam ordered (the latter sulking at the pool table, practicing trick shots to distract himself and recover from having his ass handed to him by Sebastian again). After a few months in the Valley, you’d started working your way into their friend group. It certainly helps that they’re all similarly aimless twenty-somethings like yourself, but the fact that you were a semi-successful creative with a job? They practically loved you after the first hangout. It’s as if you’d been here as long as your cousin, who strongly encouraged your newfound friendships. Though, whether that’s because she wants you to get friendly with the townsfolk or because she gets irritated at the incessant hum of your tattoo gun while you practice is in the air. She practically shoved you out the door when you said you’d be out for the night…

You trace a fingertip along the wood grain and rest your chin on your palm, looking up at Sebastian. His face was slightly flushed, and his eyebrows furrowed, clearly embarrassed/annoyed at being pestered about his secret tattoo. But it’s basically his fault for even bringing up tattoos in the first place. He asked offhandedly about how many tattoos you had, and when you turned the question back to him, he’d gotten suspiciously quiet. You didn’t doubt he had at least something, but from the way he avoided eye contact and drummed his fingers, it was all too obvious he was hiding something good.

“Look, I’ve had a few coverups from shitty stick-and-pokes that I did in high school. Same boat, man. Whatever you have can’t be that bad.”

He rolled his eyes for the third time during this conversation, “That’s crazy. Anyways, still not showing you. I don’t even really like it. Dumb ass decision on my part.”

You dramatically flop onto the bar top, draping yourself over the edge. That seemed to loosen him up into a light snicker. “Ugh, can you at least tell me what it is?”

He stared at the bottles lined along the shelves from across the counter, mulling over the idea while tracing along the labels. He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose and shutting his eyes before muttering something under his breath.

You perk up at the noise, “What was that?”

Another heavy sigh, “It’s a frog.”

—

You intended to walk home after the night ended, but he invited you to join him by the lake to unwind after a night full of “too much social interaction and being perceived by the public.” He’s such a stereotype, but you don’t mind entertaining his emo musings. You sit beside him, pants rolled up to your calves and shoes discarded as you both dip your feet in the warm lake. His cigarette hung loosely from his lips, head rested on his shoulder. The silence of the night was punctuated by the occasional hoot of an owl or the chirp of nearby crickets.

Suddenly you felt your phone buzz in your pants, startling you from the peace of the mountains. Fetching it from your pocket, you unlock your phone to see it’s a post notification from another tattoo artist you follow online and elbow Sebastian to look.

“Dude check this out,” you held your phone in front of him as you swipe through their recent collection of client work.

He turned his head to the side to exhale some smoke as he studied the screen. “Sweet,” is all he had to say. He obviously isn’t in the mood to say much else, but he did have a quiet smile as you took your phone back and examined the tattoos yourself. One in particular caught your eye: a shadowy silhouette suggesting a cat standing on glass, the paws darkened to suggest its weight against the surface of the person’s skin. It’s pretty cute, although you could swear you’ve seen that kind of tattoo done with a different animal before. If only you could remember what it was...

A croak sounds in the distance.

“Holy shit.”

Sebastian turns to you, a questioning eyebrow-raise meeting your gaze. 

“Ok, dude, look, what if,” the thought raced through your head as you frantically typed in your web browser to search for an example of what you’re proposing. You scroll through the image tab, leaning in to show him the same tattoo concept but for a frog.

“Since you hate your stick-and-poke so much, what if I give you a cover-up with one of these bad boys?”

His eyes widen, practically lighting up as he gently takes the phone and extinguishes his cigarette in the damp dirt. He scrolls some more on his own, fascinated by the possibilities. He lands on one in particular, stretched and far plumper compared to the rest of the examples. He bites his lip before looking back at you, shy and unsure of the decision.

“Totally free?,” you sweetened the deal, hoping he’d bite. It’s not necessarily a ploy just to see his tattoo: you did want to help him and you hadn’t had a human canvas other than yourself for a while. Seeing his ‘secret shame’ was just a bonus. He scrunches up his nose and starts chewing at his bottom lip, and for the second time tonight, you witness the internal battle he has with himself. You can hear him mumbling, and not unlike the gradual whistle of a kettle, he hums increasingly louder before finally submitting with a-

“Ugh, fuck, fine!”

—

Here Sebastian sat, leaned back in a dusty recliner you’d taken from your cousin’s storage to turn into a makeshift tattoo chair, clad in basketball shorts. He distracted himself from the inevitable as you prepared by making little comments about the trinkets and posters you decorated your room with. He especially liked your ‘Solarian Chronicles’ minifigs that lined your bookshelf, suggesting you join the bi-weekly session he hosts with Sam and Abigail.

You finished setting up your ink and assembling your gun, giving the needles a last once-over before rolling over to your ‘client.’ You tried to have a casual attitude about the process since he’s your friend, but you couldn’t help the professional scolding you gave him when he rolled his eyes at your “eat a meal, drink water, get rest beforehand” spiel. Everything was set once he agreed to the final sketch, and here you are close to placing the stencil over his stick-and-poke. You gesture to his shorts,

“Time for the big reveal, dude.”

He gives a heavy exhale as his hand fiddles with the bottom of his shorts on his right leg. “Promise not to laugh, ok?”

“Like I’ve said a hundred times, I’m not gonna laugh. C’mon, Sebastian.” You thought it was kinda silly that he’d insisted on a one-time reveal right before the tattooing, but now that you see how flushed his face is, it’s a little endearing. He really trusted you with this, and he staunchly avoided eye contact as he slid the material up his leg (you nearly went blind as he exposed the pale skin). There, located in the middle of his inner thigh, sat a fat, faded frog. Truthfully it’s more of a blob than anything, but it’s pretty cute. You can’t help the ‘aww’ that escapes you.

“Ah, fuck off, don’t ‘aww’ it!” He very obviously didn’t appreciate it with the way his face soured and dusted a darker shade of pink.

You bit the inside of your cheek to prevent the laughing you promised not to do, “I’m sorry! I didn’t know what to expect!” You pat his knee as some form of reassurance. “It’s not bad, Seb.”

Queue the eyeroll and childish crossed arms over his chest as he huffs a ‘whatever’ under his breath, the blush still heavy on his cheeks. He complies as you go through all the procedures of preparing the skin, and soon enough, you have the tattoo gun in hand ready to start. Just as you ghost the needles over his thigh, his left leg begins to shake.

“Hey, you’re gonna need to stay still y’know? I don’t think you can cover up a cover-up.”

Is his bottom lip bleeding? You hadn’t noticed his teeth puncturing the thin skin till now, too focused on his leg. Now that you straighten up and look at him fully, he looks a hot mess drenched in sweat. 

“Woah, dude are you ok?”

He clears his throat, “Y-yeah, it’s just, nerves. First time jitters, ignore it.” He obviously isn’t ignoring it as he picks at his nails. You set the gun down and take his hands in your own, catching him completely off-guard as you look into his eyes. 

“No worries dude. You just need to chill. It’s gonna be fine, I got you.” you rub your thumbs along his bony knuckles to soothe him, but he still doesn’t seem entirely convinced. It’s instinctual and oddly intimate, but you choose to ignore how weird it may seem. You look around your room, searching for something to distract him and land on your headphones hung on your bedpost. You roll there and back, taking your phone out and connecting the two before moving to place them over his ears. You open your music app and hand him the phone.

“Play something that’ll relax you.” 

You turn back to your gun, making sure it’s still ready to use, oblivious to the shocked stare he gives you. His eyes switch rapidly between you and the search bar, before he finally plays something. He slowly rests his head back and breathes deeper than he had been. You can hear the faint blast of some 2000s emo classic and smile, knowing he’s found peace in the whiny crooning. With him sated, you work at his leg for the next two hours, catching the occasional curse word of pain.

—

“So? Do you love it?”

Your headphones sat around his neck, a quiet guitar solo sounding through them as he looked down at the new tattoo. You don’t mean to brag, but it’s pretty much exactly what you’d agreed on. He breaks into a smile as moves his thigh and stretches the skin around the fresh ink.

“Honestly? Yeah, this rules.”

“That’s what I love to hear!” You clap and you discard your gloves to clean and disinfect the area before giving him the run-down of tattoo aftercare. He nods along, staring at his leg and giving you some non-committal ‘uh-huhs,’ still totally entranced with your artwork.

“Dude! You better not come crying to me if that thing gets infected ‘cause you weren’t paying attention.” You playfully shove him from his hunched posture to look at you.

“Sorry, it’s just,” he chuckles a little to himself with a small smile.

“I kinda thought I’d die with that old thing. This is kinda mind-blowing”

Always so dramatic.

“But really, thank you. Do you really not want anything though? This feels unfair.”

You wave a hand, dismissing the thought. “Really, I’m glad to help. And I needed the practice anyways. Don’t worry about it.”

He wasn’t satisfied with that answer though, and as you repeated the healing process, a thought sparked in his head. He feels the nerves simmering at the idea- about asking you the question. You’re still unaware, writing your instructions on some paper knowing he still isn’t entirely paying attention. You hand it to him, along with pumping some lotion into his hand to moisturize. He rubs it into the tattoo and slides his shorts down, looking down at the now covered area. He already misses it.

“Ok, you all good?” You stand from your chair, stretching and relishing the pops sounding from your back. Moving towards the door, you open it and gesture to walk him out. He hesitates to stand, shaking his limbs awake as he stands in the entryway. You guide him to the front door, grasping at the knob to finally send him home- not like you don’t enjoy having him there, just assuming he’d be eager to return to his hobbit hole.

“Hey, uh, actually. I wanted to ask you something. If it’s not weird, y’know, uh…”

You tilt your head at him, nodding for him to finish. He’s breathing kinda weird, and is he… blushing? The way he rubs at the back of his neck is and avoids eye contact is all too familiar. What’s up with him?

“Ok so, would you wanna. Get, dinner? Y’know as, uh, payment. I can’t not give you something.”

Your face lights up in surprise, and you smile at the suggestion. So that’s what’s up with him. The intention behind his question was somewhat lost on you, but not entirely. You know he’s awkward, but this is an unfamiliar attitude. It’s endearing, once again.

“Totally. I’m getting kinda tired of Farmer feeding me raw produce all the time.”

He laughs, relaxes back into his regular demeanor. 

“Cool.”

A/N: Ah!! First Request! Hope you love it. Kinda ran with the idea, as you can tell by the 2500< word count.

[babiebomsmasterlist]

When you fall masterlist

Summary: your life turns upside down when your grandfather dies followed by the deaths of both of your parents. While dealing with grief you have to learn how to properly live again while also rebuilding your grandfathers old farm. Everything is harder than you thought it would be, but with the help of someone special you learn how to manage through your grief and live a life you never knew you could have.

Rating: mature( if you are under 18 proceed with caution please and dni!)

Pairing: Sebastian x Reader

Trigger Warnings: death, depictions of self harm in different ways, thoughts of suicide, grief, more to be added! Let me know if I missed anything

Genre: angst, happy ending

Word Count: n/a

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[marmorafarms]

hi! can i request a sebastian x gn reader soft smut where theyre already together? like reader comes back from the mine at like midnight and they’re decently hurt w/ a limp and they pass behind sebastian’s house as he’s returning home so he sees them and freaks out (in the anxiety-ridden, introverted fashion, naturally), so he goes back to the readers farm with them and helps them get patched up which leads to deep convos and soft touchies! :D i know you said in your rules that you don’t write gore so if this counts as that then feel free to ignore :) ty!! <3

Yes I can!!! This sounded so nice to me! I really should've asked before hand about the wording you wanted for the smutty part. I tried to keep it as neutral as possible!

Also, if you'd like to see other fics with a gn reader, just let me know! Totally down for that!

As always, I gotta specify that this is...

18+ ONLY!!!

It's very soft and sweet. I hope you enjoy!

"What time is it, Papa?"

"It's time for YOU to go to bed!"

"But it's still light out!"

You chuckled to yourself at the memory. Your dad always used to say that, even if it was morning. But if he was here now...he'd be so right.

Wait, why were you even thinking about that?

Your vision was fuzzy around the edges, and honestly, you'd been having some weird thoughts after climbing out of the mines. Those crazy cave flies had really done a number on you. Usually you took care of them no problem, but you forgot to bring supplies this time.

You could feel blood trickling down your face. Vaguely, you realized you must have a head injury. Probably from when you fell off the ladder and right onto a rock crab.

What you needed to do was get to Harvey's. What you were going to do was find the path to your house and collapse on your bed. Hopefully you'd feel somewhat better on the morning.

Suddenly, your leg gave out, and you tumbled to the ground. You cried out in pain, tears forming at the corners of your eyes. Your ankle was definitely twisted, and you supposed the gash on your knee wasn't helping.

There was a voice, but you didn't register it. You weren't even really sure where you were. The voice got closer and you wondered why it sounded familiar. Before you could place it, you slumped over, and everything went black.

"Shit shit shit!"

Not the most beautiful or comforting words to wake up to, but you still felt a sense of calm wash over you. Pacing nearby was your boyfriend Sebastian. Just seeing him put you at ease.

"Seb...Sebastian?" you croaked out. His head whipped around, and there was clear panic in his eyes. In seconds, he was kneeling by your side.

"Are you okay?" he blurted out. "No of course you're not. That was a stupid thing to say. Um...fuck. I don't...what do I do?" He was actually tugging at his hair with both hands.

"I have first aid stuff at home," you muttered.

"I'll bring you there," Sebastian said. "I'll clean you up. Okay. Okay, we have a plan." He seemed calmer now that he had some sort of idea of what to do.

You were about to struggle to your feet, but your beautiful boyfriend got to you faster. He scooped you up bridal style, and began to carry you towards the path leading to your farmhouse. It was easy to forget how strong he was, muscles built from having helped his mother chop wood and break stone.

Sebastian managed to get your front door slightly ajar, and kicked it open once he was able. He didn't let go of you until you were in the bathroom.

"Sebby...why are we in here?" you mumbled. He set you down gently on the floor and started up a bath.

"You're covered in dirt and blood," Sebastian said, voice shaking slightly. "You need to get cleaned up."

You suddenly blushed when you realized you needed to get undressed. It wasn't as though you hadn't been naked around him before. But for some reason, you felt nervous every time.

"Let me help," Sebastian said. He carefully undressed your top half, and shimmied you out of your pants and underwear. It felt strange to be completely naked and have him clothed, but you tried to ignore that.

Sebastian lifted you again, and placed you into the warm water. You hissed as the water touched your cuts and scrapes, and Sebastian whispered gentle apologies.

There was a rag by the tub, and he slowly ran it over you, getting the grime off. He was trying to be clinical about it, but you could see his eyes lingering in certain places.

"You gotta stop doing this," he said, dabbing at your head wound. It was bleeding the most, and the rag he was using was now soaked in blood. Head wounds always bled like crazy.

"Doing what?" You asked as he helped you out of the tub. He leveled you with a look and you sighed.

"If you mean going in the mines..."

"You never come out of there in one piece!" Sebastian scolded, gently patting you dry. "Every time, you're covered in cuts and bruises. I never say anything, but this time is too far!"

You blinked at him as he handed you a fluffy robe. Anger wasn't an emotion you had ever seen from him before. Irritation, yes, but anger?

"I have to go down there," you said calmly, trying to diffuse the situation.

"Says who?" Sebastian said. "Tell me!"

"I need the ore. Gold ore is 750 G a pop at Clint's. I'm not made of money! Mining is way more cost efficient!" You said. Sebastian stared at you.

"Cost efficient? You should've seen how you looked when I found you! You could've died! I love you so much, I don't know what the hell I would do without you!" he wailed.

"You...love me?" you said softly. Those were words you hadn't spoken yet.

"Yeah. I do," Sebastian said, tearing up. "You're my partner. The only person I ever want to be with."

"Sebby..." you said, wobbling over to him. He gave you a tiny smile and sighed.

"Let's put some bandages on you, yeah?"

It took a while, but soon you were patched up and lying in bed. Sebastian was at your side, and gently kissed your cheek

"You know..." you said, looking over at him, "I feel the same. I love you Seb. I...you and me forever," you ended awkwardly.

"You and me forever," he repeated before softly kissing you. His hands explored your chest before tweaking a nipple. You gasped, and his hand traveled downwards, gently brushing between your legs. Your eyes fluttered closed and he moved his hand your inner thigh.

"Why'd you stop?" you said, looking up at him. His expression was soft, and he gave the tip of your nose a quick kiss.

"Want more?" he asked.

"Mmhmm," you said.

"You sure? You're hurt," he said, biting his lip. "I don't want to make it worse."

"I'm not hurt there," you pouted. He chuckled, and gently pulled his clothes off.

He was still careful, moving inside you gently. It felt nice, loving. Sebastian touched as he moved, giving you as much pleasure as possible. You came with a soft moan of his name. This sent him over the edge, and his lips pressed against yours as he released inside you.

"I love you," you murmured, and he smiled.

"I love you too."

[drabblesandimagines]

Good Days & Bad Days

Pairings: Sebastian/reader, Sebastian/farmer

Word count: 1,086

You’d got into the habit of waking a few minutes before your alarm clock. You guessed your circadian rhythm had finally synced itself to the early morning starts. You didn’t mind as long as it wasn’t ages before, but a few minutes was perfect as it meant to you could turn it off before it rang and woke up Sebastian.

It had taken your husband a few months to settle into your early morning routine when he moved onto the farm. He was much better at not going to bed late into the night, but it wasn’t necessary for him to join you at your 6am wake-up call so you did try your best not to disturb him too much when you got up. On occasion, he did get up to make you a coffee before sneaking back to bed but that was fine by you. Although the farm was large, you’d found a good routine to your mornings and you could get most of your everyday tasks done before 10am and have more of the afternoon for other things.

You turned off the alarm and crept out of bed, throwing on your dungarees as quietly as you could for the morning’s graft – you’d take a shower when you were done for the day. You’d checked the weather report the day before and it was meant to start off drizzling before heavy rain settled in early afternoon so you didn’t think any of the animals would be interested in leaving the comfort of the barn, but you’d at least give them the opportunity…

You returned to the house just after nine, calling it time for a coffee break. As you predicted, the animals seemed pretty cosy in their respective buildings and had shown no interest in leaving. You’d giving them all their morning pet – Sebastian had been amazed you could remember which ones you still needed to greet – milked the cows and collected the eggs, done a bit of weeding and got even harvested some vegetables. You had your eyes set on repairing some of the crumbling fence posts but you definitely needed a coffee before you started wielding a hammer.

You were surprised to see Sebastian wasn’t in the kitchen yet and you peeked through the door to see a lump in the bed, huddled under the covers.

You made two cups of coffee and carried them through to the bedroom, placing his mug carefully on his bedside table.

“Morning, sweetheart.” He greeted from underneath the covers, giving you a small fright as you thought he was sound asleep.

“Oh! Morning – I didn’t think you were awake yet. Coffee’s hot.”

“Mm.” He grunted in response, but he didn’t emerge.

“You okay in there?” You sat on the edge of the bed, clutching your own mug of coffee in your hands.

“I just… I just feel like sleeping today.” The lump in the cover mumbled.

“Oh, one of those days, huh?” You squeezed what you thought was a limb – not sure if it was a leg or an arm. “That’s okay, Seb. It’s gonna be a pretty miserable afternoon out there so I don’t think I’ll have a ton to do once that rolls in, but I can go into town and let you sleep.” Sebastian had been honest about his down days from the start of your relationship – they weren’t frequent and usually after some reassurance he had his day and the next was better.

His head popped out under the covers, well, enough to reveal his eyes at least under a mop of bedhead.

“I wouldn’t say no to you joining me back in bed.”

“Oh, yeah?” You smiled, “Hey, we could play video games in bed too, it’s been ages since we’ve done that.” A few months ago, on a trip to Zuzu City, you’d picked up a secondhand games console with some games that you could play as a two or four-player when Sam and Abigail had come round, and a copy of Frogger especially for Sebastian. On your return home, you’d dragged the TV right up to the edge of your bed, plugged in the console and you’d both gamed long into the evening. “And there’s pizza in the freezer. Only if you want to do all that, though.” You quickly added, realizing you’d gone off on a slight tangent of Sebastian’s bed day request.

“No, that sounds nice. Can we do that?”

“Of course we can, Seb. Whatever you want.” You took a big gulp of your coffee. “Mm, I’ll get all the important stuff done before this rain heads in and then take a shower, but then we can do whatever you want.”

“Thanks, sweetheart.”

You kissed his forehead as he stayed buried under the covers. “Go back to sleep if you want, don’t worry about the coffee.”

“Hmm. Are you saying that because you want another cup?”

“Shush, you! I’ll have you know this is my first, actually.” You took another big gulp, “Right, back to the grind. See you in a bit!”

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A few hours later, you had showered and dressed in a clean pair of pyjamas and treated yourself to a mid-afternoon nap cuddled up with your husband. Early evening, you’d cooked the pizza and brought it back into bed – cheesy crumbs be damned - before setting up the television and games console at the end of it. It had started off as friendly competition at first, but now you found yourselves competitively nudging each other as you battled through Jumino Kart. You got slightly ahead at one point and suddenly a hand was held over your eyes, leaving you blind as you mashed the buttons in desperation.

“Sabotage!”

You pulled his hand down, only to find he was now further ahead than you and soared past the checkpoint. The screen displayed “Player 1 wins!” and he stuck his tongue out at you as you folded your arms and glared.

“There’s no honour in a cheater’s victory.” You protested.

“Oh, and you blocking my view the last round was totally above board.”

“That’s my handicap as a newer Jumino Kart player.”

“Uh-huh…” Sebastian smirked, before he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you down onto the bed onto his chest in a hug. “Thank you for today, sweetheart.”

“That’s okay, I enjoyed it too.” You cuddled into his chest. “I love you - good days and bad days.”

“I love you - good days and bad days,” he repeated, kissing you on top of your head.

PS: I'm taking requests! Check out my Requests post for further info <3

[phebbsl]

A Part of Your World- Chapter 1

Stardew Sebastian x GN!Reader

Summary:

Sebastian’s resolve to not meet the new farmer lasts all but two weeks. To be fair, it’s not of his own volition. 

You never thought you had to resolve to not get literally sucked into your favorite game, but now here you are. And now you have a farm to manage and a pretty boy to woo. 

Or: My spin on the life in Pelican Town, and Heart Events, featuring a GN!Reader (possibly/probably Isekai???).

Cross posted from my AO3, phebbsl

♡

Sebastian’s resolve to not meet the new farmer lasts all but two weeks. To be fair, it’s not of his own volition. 

He had stumbled out of his bedroom in the afternoon, late afternoon mind you, and promptly walked in on you and his mom discussing options for a new coop.

It was the day after the Egg Festival. Abigail had lost the Egg hunt for the first time in years, and was inconsolable for the whole night yesterday. Not in the ‘holy shit I lost and I’m absolutely devastated’ way with tears, but in ‘holy shit, did you see the Farmer??? they’re so hot’ type of way. 

The trio of friends had stayed up late at Sebastian’s room for the rest of the night, drinking and using his ‘vase’. Abigail continued to gush about the Farmer, only slightly put out that her win streak ended.

“I mean, did you see them in that little straw hat? How cute!” she cooed. 

Sam joined in too, all red-faced, blushing. The Farmer had stopped by his house when they first moved in, introducing themselves sweetly, and had even tossed over a can of Joja Cola to the blonde. Sam had suspected that it had been fished up from the river, judging by scuffs and slightly musty river-y smell, but had downed it anyway (and kept the can). 

Why Sam drinks treasures those little blue cans of diabetes and Yoba-knows-what when he literally works at Joja and knows damn well how unhealthy it is, Sebastian will never know. 

Sebastian spent the rest of the night, totally not sulking on his bed, casting mournful glances at the game table, all set up for a round of Solarian, as he listened to his friends’ gossip about the newest member of the town. 

Abigail and Sam didn’t leave until well past midnight, and while Sebastian was used to long nights hunched over his computer, the day’s festivities had worn him out completely.

Thus, leading to him crawling out of his mom’s basement like a cave-goblin, obvious to all that he had woken up past the accepted hours for any normal person, even later than he typically would’ve. Upon seeing you, he was completely determined to turn around, go back to bed, and hide enjoy his solitude until you were gone. That was, before his mother had stepped in, ever so glad to take any opportunities to socialize him.  

“Have you met my son, Sebastian?” Robin prods, with a sly grin, before slinking away to leave the two of you to socialize. 

Great, now he had to interact with you.

He mumbles out a greeting and his name and takes you in. 

You don’t look like a farmer. At least, not the stereotypical version of he had come up in his head. To be fair, he only really envisioned a grizzled old man, smudged with dirt and hands full of calluses. Basically, your grandfather. He had only caught a brief glance at the festival yesterday, and was uninterested in looking further. Now, he realized that his friends were right. 

‘Oh no, they’re hot!’ echoes in his brain, soundly strangely like Squidward. 

You’re exactly his type, with pretty eyes he could just drown in to boot, your straw hat prize from yesterday perched on your head. You’d even wound a crown of flowers around the base. He’s not a big fan of flowers, but daffodils suddenly look a million times better. Yellow looks good on you, he thinks. 

He urges his brain to reboot and act like a normal person. Suddenly, he wants to make a good impression on you, curse his traitorous hormones. 

“Oh. You just moved in, right? Cool. Out of all the places you could live, you chose Pelican Town?”

Nice. Cool, slightly aloof, and hopefully he didn’t sound too much like a dick. 

You shrug and spin off the truly humongous backpack you have strapped on. 

‘Damn, Pierre found someone to sell that thing to, huh?’ he thinks absently. 

He and Abigail had spent an embarrassingly long time giggling at the giant monstrosity when it had arrived at Pierre's, while the store owner wilted behind the register, his plans to sell backpacks to one-up Joja foiled. 

Sebastian watches with confusion as you proceed to stick your arm in the pack, rummaging, before producing a frozen tear, then dropping it into his hands. He stares at it, flabbergasted. 

“I really love this. How did you know?” He finally manages to say. 

“Just had a feeling,” you shrug again. 

Robin comes back, interrupting the moment. 

“I found the paint swatches for the coop! Let me know which one you’d like.”

You break away to discuss color options, and Sebastain stays, silently rolling the frozen tear in between his fingers. More words of gratitude are stuck in his throat.

Eventually, you and Robin finish, the latter rolling up the blueprints with promises to start working the next day. 

“It was nice to meet you,” you give a little wave with a wiggle of your fingers. 

“Uh yeah, same here.” 

‘Wow, real eloquent,’ Sebastian snarks internally. 

He finally leaves for the kitchen to grab food to start his day. 

“Are you going to Sam’s? You should change before you go,” Robin enters as well, snickering. 

Sebastian looks down.

Fuck, he had just met the most attractive person he’d ever seen and he was in his damn froggie printed pajama pants.

‘I knew I should’ve just stayed in my room,’ he thinks. But, glancing at the frozen tear next to his cup of coffee, he knows he might just wake up early again the next time you visit.

♡

I’m playing with the idea of having the farmer be from our world, like an isekai, I think it opens up more possibilities and has potential to become a bigger story than just a series of one shots, but I’m still not sure yet. 

Let me know what you guys think!

[obsessed-with-stardew]

Masterlist

Sebastian Stardew Valley

MDNI

🔥- smut

🖤- fluff

Please be sure to read the content warnings of the five below. Have fun!

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Fics

🔥His Hoodie - (SDV Sebastian)

You looked cold so Sebastian let you borrow his hoodie, he didn’t know how much he’d like seeing you in it.

Tw: nsfw, mdni, smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex, mentions of cigarettes, pet names

🔥Under His Desk - (SDV Sebastian)

After you and Sebastian get interrupted, you decide to take matters into your own hands…and mouth.

TW: nsfw, mdni, smut, p in v sex, oral male receiving, unprotected sex

Headcanons

🖤he’s sebastian, of course….

[babiebom]

Ooh I’d love to see F, W, and D for Sebastian (SDV) for the Kinktober alphabet if that’s alright with you! ^^

A/N: yes!! Tbh i love requests and I like interacting with everyone because I don’t socialize much irl so this is completely fine!! ALSO for W if you wanted something specific for the headcanon tell me and I’ll either add it on to this post or make a separate one!! For now it’s going to just be something random.

Tw: nsfw content!!!

Alphabet post. Masterlist

D- Dirty Secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I feel like a dirty secret of his is that he is a panty (gender neutral) stealer. Like the dude totally snoops through the drawers of whoever he is interested in, or a person he has slept with, and steals at least one pair. He does care if they’re clean or dirty he just wants a pair of underwear. I feel like he doesn’t have them labeled or anything, but he remembers exactly who he stole them from. He has self control though, he only needs one pair, he isn’t like a compulsive stealer.

F- Favorite Position (this goes without saying)

Top three would be in no particular order(visual links included btw):

Open missionary: enjoys being on top, likes the fact that he can make your knees touch your face. Literally makes him feel dominant, allows him to see your face, gives him control.

Facedown Doggy : he is an ass man in my opinion so this is one of his FAVORITE positions, he can hold your hips, see the jiggle of your ass while he thrusts, and it gives him control :).

Lap Dance: he is a guy that also appreciates when his partner takes control. This position gives his partner control, and it is very erotic. Also gets to watch you strip before you fuck so it’s a position he appreciates a LOT.

W- Wildcard (a random headcanon for the character)

The guy has wet dreams at least four times a week. Like he is down horrendously, and he doesn’t get any often seeing where he lives and just has not grown out of having wet dreams like when he was a teenager. Thankfully he lives in the basement and no one can hear him moaning in his sleep, and he already washes his laundry alone, so no one really notices or cares.

[the-comfortcorner]

Hey, what’s the matter? You look overwhelmed. Why don’t you hang out down here with me, and then we can do whatever you want once I finish this module. How’s that sound?

-Sebastian

[molotovgirl45]

sdv Sebastian x Reader headcanons ( dating phase )

Hii! I'm probably going to start posting many different versions and genre's of Sebastian headcanons, and this one is more based on after you guys start dating, but more early stages. I hope you guys enjoy these ones as much as you enjoyed my other ones! ♡

At the start, he's a bit shy about it, subtly showing affection towards you. I feel like his love language ( giving ) would be acts of service, as he doesn't really know how to show his love verbally.

Whenever you would come over while he's playing the dnd game ( I forgot what it's called ._. ) he'll use his spells to silently protect you the entire game, ex. Healing you, shielding you, sacrificing himself for you. And it's really cute. But then Sam gets a little grumpy until he realizes it's because he's starting to lovvvveeee you. 🥺

When you're not around, he'll be doing stuff and think "The farmer would like this" or "The farmer's reaction to this would be so adorable."

When he's building his motorcycle, you'll just sit there rambling on about your day or any drama you're having with other villagers, handing him tools or even just bringing him food so he doesn't forget to eat.

When you go on his motorcycle together, he loves it when you wrap your arms around his waist. He loves when you get handsy with him in general, since it makes him feel wanted and he lacks that feeling with his family. Another love language thing: he usually doesn't care, as he loves anything he does with you. But, physical touch and words of affirmation got him down bad.

Whenever he comes over to visit you, he loves to learn how to farm, so that when you're tired from the mines or something, he can take care of everything for you. Although he doesn't have the best posture for it, he tries his best for you.

( Before you guys start dating ) Occasionally, when Robin is building something on your farm, he'll offer to help ( much to Robin's surprise ) just so he can see you. While he's chopping wood for her, he'll watch you as you harvest all your crops, fill your pets water bowl, ect. It was the perfect excuse to see your beautiful smile or to have you wave at him and Robin in the morning. It always made his insides feel warm like when he was a kid. It was almost as if you were bringing him the happiness he thought he lost a while ago.

He's definitely the type of guy to hug you from behind and just leave a trail of kisses up and down your neck if he misses you that day.

Usually he isn't really clingy, as he understands you're a hard worker, but if he feels depressed or misses you, he'll take time out of his work just so he can cling onto you as you do whatever you're doing. Like a lost puppy 🥺

Like everyone else has said, I agree. He LOVES hips. All of them. He loves legs as a whole. Not as in foot fetish, but like he'll massage your feet after a long day. He likes to have you on his lap, not quite sexually, hands on your hips. He loves kissing your inner thighs, or just even having a hand resting on them. He loves carrying you bridal style whenever you're being stubborn about working, just picking you up easily and placing you down on your bed.

Another place he loves kissing are your ankles. He just finds it adorable if you're lying down on your back, and he just raises your leg and kisses all over it. It doesn't matter if your legs are bony, soft, bigger, thin, he loves them all the same.

Body hair. Although it doesn't specifically turn him on, he finds it cute. Like peach fuzz. He doesn't care if it's thick, dark, light, thin, long, he finds it cute that you're fluffy. Just like a cat or a fluffy bunny.