#stardew valley elliot smut

[honeybeedrabble]

can u write a sdv three way smut with elliot and harvey x reader can it include an eiffel tower k thanks

OMG !! MY FIRST SDV ASK !! absolutely.

Sweet Summer 9: AFAB!reader x Elliot x Harvey

CW: inside joke, "cannon" typical violence/pain via smile attack, oral (M and F recieving), eiffel tower, unprotected piv (dont be stupid, wrap it up guys), hair pulling, cream pie (WRAP. IT. UP.) lmk what I missed.

As the new farmer, you had your work cut out for you. Summer had just started a little over a week ago and you were SPENT. With the brutal task of having to fish, forage, farm and mine, all so you could rebuild the community house, it was only natural you were so tired.

One afternoon you were going around CinderSap Forest, rummaging for forage-ables, desperately needing to find a grape anywhere you could. While scavenging a little too close to the secret forest, a slime had come outside and attacked you.

“Shit!” You yelped, jumping back as it shot a dart at your thigh. You rummaged through your bag as it knocked you back, slowly moving towards you with a patronizing pace. You drew your silver saber and sliced through the green creature with ease. You rolled yours eyes as it splat to the ground, slime oozing out of it you could collect for later.

You knelt down to examine your wound, touching the slimy secretion of the poison dart and winced in pain. You cursed yourself for wearing shorts, regardless of how hot it was today. You threw your bag on the ground, digging through it with an increasing anxiety as you couldn’t find a snack to tie you over.

“God dammit!” You threw your bag at a nearby hardwood stump, holding your head in your hands as you pouted at your own stupidity. With a heavy sigh you reached for your bag and got up on your feet, legs tensing up under the effects of the dart. You hobbled out of the forest, taking a few breaks every now and then as you approached town.

As you got closer and closer to the towns clinic, you saw Maru walk out, still in uniform. She saw you approaching rapidly and held the door open for you, a worried look on her face.

“What it is hoe? Everything okay?” She asked, her face curling into an amused smirk. She watched as you clutched your thigh.

“No… I was in the forest and I got fucked up by a slime…” you blushed, embarrassed to admit the small defeat from the green monster. Maru giggled.

“I’ve heard your stories, from killing skeletons to annihilating shadow brutes and yet you get hurt by a slime? You’re one hell of a farmer.” She laughed, readjusting her glasses. You lightheartedly laughed back.

“Well Ms. Scientist, I’d like to see you out there showing off your swordsmanship.” You leaned against the doorway.

“I’d never be carrying something so heavy in a life or death situation, i’d probably have some device to do the work for me.” She said, matter-of-factly with that signature smirk plastered to her face.

“Well when I sell of my crops to Pierre this harvest I’ll buy one off of you.”

“Sounds good. Look, I’m going on my break right now but go ahead and take a seat in the waiting room, Harvey’s a little busy.” She said, still holding the door. You nodded and headed inside, the door shutting behind you.

It felt like forever, sitting in that room all alone while your leg felt like it was threatening to fall off. You writhed in agony, a few grunts and groans spilling out of your lips while you sat in the blue chairs.

“Fuck this bullshit,” You sneered through a clenched jaw, stumbling to the double doors and down the hall to Dr. Harvey’s office. You threw open the door, clutching your thigh so tight your nails could’ve broke skin.

“WHAT THE!-“ The man seated on the bed yelled, clutching a white blanket to his waist, eyes widened with shock. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!” He yelped, face red. Harvey turned around from the cabinets looking you up and down.

“Y-Your leg!” He stared at your thigh, the skin around your wound was red and your face didn’t hide the pain from the attack. “Elliot, would you please get off from the table? The farmer needs urgent medical attention!” His voice was stressed, looking through a cabinet quickly.

“B-But Harvey… I’m indecent…” he blushed, clutching the sheet tightly.

“Listen Elliot, stop messing around…” You groaned, leaning against the other side of the examination table. Elliot got up, quickly wrapping the sheet around his waist as you soon took his spot on the bed. Harvey placed a hand around the wound, a clear substance seeping out.

“It was a slime, wasn’t it?” He asked, wiping the sludge off with a cotton ball.

“How’d you know?” You asked, still clenching your jaw in pain.

“I’ve seen this before. We need to get this out ASAP." He started to squeeze the wound, you yelled in agony, the wound feeling like it was going to burst.

“Stop!” You swatted his hand away. He looked at you with a furrowed brow.

“Listen, I’ve got to get this fluid out before I treat it anymore.”

“No squeezing! It feels like you’re trying to pop the worlds biggest pimple!” You clutched the wound again, looking down at it with worry. Harvey’s hand went to his hair in stress.

“Okay, okay… calm down.” He said, mostly to himself. He took a deep breath. “I need to get some life elixir from the back but before I do I need to get this out of you one way or another. So if you want my help you’re going to have to cooperate.”

“Anything,” you nodded, desperate for alleviation.

“Elliot,” Harvey turned to him. He looked over to Harvey, his eyes blown wide. “You’re going to need to help.”

“Who me? I’m not a doctor, I don’t even know how to give CPR!”

“Elliot please, I’ll just need you to do a simple favor while I look for the elixir.”

“I-I… I don’t know…” He was nervous.

“Elliot please! I swear if you help me out I’ll get you 20 pomegranates next season,” You sighed, looking up at him. His face suddenly brightened before returning to a stoic expression. He nodded, then looked back at Harvey.

“What do you need me to do, Doctor?”

“I know this is a strange request but it has to be done.” Harvey had turned around, grabbing a small cup and handing it to Elliot. “While I go looking for the medicine, I’m going to need you to… to suck out the poison…” Harvey said. Elliot’s eyes widened.

“Suck the poison out?! Are you crazy? It’s poison, I don’t want to get sick.”

“The poison will only effect you if it gets into your bloodstream. As long as you don’t have any cuts or wounds on the inside of your mouth you’ll be safe. Just suck it out and spit it into here and don’t. swallow. it.” Harvey handed him a small cup of water, then turned and bolted over to the door and out, leaving you and Elliot alone.

“Are you okay with this?” Elliot asked, getting down on his knees, his grasp still firm on the sheet around his hips.

“Yes just… please.” You sighed, tears starting to well up. He nodded, silently reminding himself of the promise you made him.

He grabbed your thigh and maneuvered you to the edge of the bed, holding your hips in place. He lowered his lips on the wound and gently sucked the tender skin. You whined, squirming in his grasp. He brought his head up then grabbed the cup, spitting the liquid into it.

“Be still, I need to have you just like this if I’m going to be useful.” He said, his hand returning to your hip. He put his lips to your thigh again and you shuddered, a slight tickle going up your leg. You squirmed again and he sighed.

“If you can’t sit still then at least hold the cup so I can spit it in.” He bargained. You nodded, taking the cup from him and holding it at your hip.

His head ducked down, lips returning once again to your leg. You tried to hold back a breathy sigh, but failed when he started sucking. His warm mouth on your sensitive skin was beyond soothing, it felt almost euphoric. Feeling his plush lips cradle your wound made you feel like your eyes were going to roll back, you clenched them shut. He looked up at you through his long eyelashes, then returned to your leg, getting as much liquid out before spitting into the cup.

Your face was red and your legs twitched as he kept working on your injury, a strain of embarrassing whimpers escaping you every so often. His soft lips clung to your thigh, his fingers digging into your hip absentmindedly. Elliot made the fatal flaw of having. tongue dip out, running along your sensitive skin. Your eyes shot open, his hot tongue raking along your thigh, teasing you of what was just out of reach. This game you both knew was torture, Elliot deduced to only being able to suckle your sweet skin, the sheet covering him for modesty threatening to fall off.

Your hand holding the cup of water set it aside and your hand rested in his long hair. He smirked, licking a stripe along the flesh of your inner thigh. You gave up on stifling your moans and let one slip freely from your mouth. He then licked higher up your leg, his teeth grazing your upper thigh. Your hips bucked, the water beside you almost tipping over. Elliot looked up.

“What did I say about staying still, hm?” He reached for the water, taking some in his mouth and sloshing it around before spitting that into the cup, washing his mouth out.

“S…Sorry I-“ You panted, watching as his head ducked down and his lips attacked your thigh. He licked higher and higher up, his grip intensified as you kept moving against your will.

A soft moan escaped your lips, your core fighting as you watched the beautiful man between your thighs reach up to your waistband and and unbutton your shorts. He slid them off of you, your panties coming down with them and his mouth watered at the sight of your slick folds.

“All of this for me?” He purred, licking up your inner thigh and stopping right at your folds. You bit your lip, looking at the door, hoping the doctor wouldn’t come in and see you in such a compromising position.

“Y-Yeah…” you muttered. Elliot quickly grabbed your asscheeks and dove his head into your pussy, tasting your sweet juices and lapping at your sensitive clit.

You yelped, toes curling and your fingers tangled in his long auburn hair. He let out a few gutteral moans, his nails sinking into your plush cheeks, kneading your ass in his large hands. Your legs started to shake while he ate you out. Your own fingers started pulling on his hair, more beautiful moans were let out from the soft lips that were kissing and licking at your glistening folds.

The door flung open and you both whipped your head over to see Harvey standing inside, eyes wide and mouth agape.

"D-Doctor!" Elliot stammered nervously, standing up and stumbling back against the countertops, knocking over jars of cottonballs and gauze. You were eye level with his massive erection, precum staining the white sheet around his hips a sheer white, his pink-ish brown tip visable from the other side. The blanket teased sliding off his hips, his cum gutters on display for the room. You felt flustered, fully examining his toned body and soft skin.

Suddenly you felt your hair pulled into a pony tail from behind, snapped out of the hypnotized trance you were stuck in. You were pulled back and Harvey looked down at you, a pink bottle in his other hand. You maneuvered your body around to face him on the bed, your ass to Elliot.

Harvey had your hair grasped firmly, ever so slightly having your head tilted up to him, staring up at him through your lashes. His eyes were blown with lust as he tipped the pink bottle of life elixir to your plump lips.

"Say ah," he said, glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose as he peered at you from over his lenses. Your jaw hung loose and your pink tongue slipped out, producing a small "ahh" for the doctor.

"Drink." He commanded with a sultry, deep voice, tilting the bottle and watching the sweet liquid flow down your throat, his hand still grasping your hair. You drank the medicine looking up at him, palming the erection growing in his pants. Harvey let out a small grunt, watching as your voice box bobbed up and down with each king gulp.

You felt familiar hands grab at your ass, a slender finger running up and down your folds before sinking deep into your wet cunt. You almost choked on the last bit of the medicine as you let out a whine, Elliot behind you.

“Seems like you need me, hmm?” He asked, his long finger curling inside of you and hitting your spongey g spot that had you dripping into his palm.

Harvey loosened up on your make shift pony tail, his large veiny hand unbuttoning his pants and opening up his zipper for you to admire his length from behind his plaid boxers. You quickly pulled both waist bands down his hips and watched as his member sprung out. You felt Elliot’s finger withdraw from your cunt, the sound of the sheet around his hips hitting the floor had you clench around nothing.

“Be good for me and open that mouth of your again,” Harvey instructed, his pornstache tilting as his lips were pulled into a cocky smirk.

You opened your mouth just like you did for the pink bottle, except this time the liquid seeping out was salty rather than sweet. His girth was rather hefty, your jaw already felt sore as he slowly pushed your head down his length using your hair as leverage. You let out a soft noise, tongue running along a vein that ran down the underside of his length.

Just then, you felt the smooth head of Elliot’s cock gently part you, eliciting a high pitched whine from the back of your throat. Harvey let out a gutteral groan, choking on his own reaction. He twitched in the back of your throat and the feeling sent a shiver down your spine as Elliot continued to thrust into you.

“Beautiful…” he sighed, his hands landing softly, yet firmly on your hips. He tenderly ran a hand along the small of your back, bending down to place a soft kiss at the base of your neck. He watched as you sucked off Harvey and nipped gently at your ear. You clenched around his length and the strained grunt he let out had you seeing stars.

Harvey’s eyes glazed over as he gently cupped your cheek in his palm, thumb caressing your cheekbone. Your drool dribbled down the length of his hard dick, his scent filling your lungs while you slowly began to get more comfortable with his cock. He watched as you kept getting more and more used to what you were working with, the agonizing pace had him throbbing inside your hot mouth, desperate for more. He lightly thrusted his hips deeper into you, stopping when he heard a soft gag. He let you move at your own pace, he couldn’t bare to stop the amazing progress you already made.

You finally took him balls deep in your throat, Elliot rewarding you with soft kisses on your neck while his own hips started to sway back and forth, cock nestling deeper inside of you.

“Such a good job.” Elliot praised, standing back up to join hands with Harvey above their heads.

The two looked down at you from opposite ends, their temples next to each other as Harvey watched Elliot’s cock disappear inside of you and as Elliot watched the way your soft lips wrapped around Harvey’s length. The moans filled the room, along with the sounds of gentle gags from your hollowed cheeks and wet, slapping skin against skin.

Each of Elliot’s powerful thrusts had you pushing up against the deliciously large cock in your throat, Harvey talking you through it.

“Don’t forget to breathe, I know it’s good but we can’t have you passing out on us,” he’d coo, before spitting out a dirty: “Take it, take it deeper… shit. The mouth on this one… fuck you suck some good cock.”

You felt so full, your senses crowded by the men who were using you from both ends. Insides twisting as you were made to be their fuck doll. You felt Harvey’s thumb on your cheek reassuringly caressing you, your drool pooling down your chin and onto your shirt.

“Look at you… such a dirty little farmer, aren’t you?” Harvey teased, his face red as you let him fuck your throat.

You felt your orgasm building up sooner than expected, with the view from the front and the sensation from the back you weren’t at all surprised. Your body felt molten hot, repeatedly whimpering around Harvey’s sensitive tip. Electricity ran through your spine, orgasm crashing over you as your tight cunt was being jackhammered perfectly by the man raw dogging you from behind. You arched your back as you came on Elliot’s cock, mewling desperately around Harvey, the taste of cum soon flooding your mouth as your struggled to swallow every drop.

“Shit- that’s it. It’s too good, I-I- ngh!” Harvey blabbered, cock pulsing as he flowed down your pretty throat.

You clenched around Elliot, lost in his own symphony of moans and delightful noises that echoed throughout the small office. He wanted to pull out but he couldn’t possibly tear himself away from your sweet pussy, thick ropes of cum shooting out from his hard cock and deep into your drenched, velvety walls.

You gasped for air when Harvey pulled out of you, he pulled his boxers and pants back up, buttoning them with ease as he walked to the other side of the bed where Elliot stood. Elliot slowly pulled out, both men ogling how the cum poured out of your soft cunt and onto your thighs, the wound from earlier before already looking better.

“Well Elliot, everything looks good.” Harvey said nonchalantly, picking up a few papers from his countertops. “I’ll send that allergy prescription over to Pierre’s if you want or I can send you a call whenever Maru gets back and you can pick them up here.

Elliot walked over to his pile of clothes on a nearby chair and began to dress himself. “Thank you, Doctor. I think I’ll go ahead and buy them at Pierre’s if that’s alright. I have a few errands to run over there already so it’s just easier that way.”

The two men conversed with each other as if you weren’t a shaken, fucked out mess right next to them. You watched as they talked about the prescription while you tried to settle down. After a few minutes Elliot walked over and kissed you softly on the forehead.

“I’ll be expecting those pomegranates,” he smirked with a wink, running his thumb along your puffy lips. “Come over anytime, you have my key.” He soon left and Harvey sat next to you on the bed, caressing your shakey legs and kissing you softly along your jaw. You hummed blissfully, bringing him in for a soft kiss on the lips.

“Your legs seem to be shaking, is this because of the slime or because of Elliot?” He asked knowingly.

“I-I think it was Elliot,” you blushed.

“Why don’t I give you a confidential check up, huh?” He asked, kissing your plush lips. You bit his lip and he let out a sigh, his glasses sliding down further.

“Lie down and let me take care of you,” Harvey instructed, hands unbuttoning his pants again and palming his already hardening member. “Doctors orders.”

AN: sorry this took so long i lost this fic in google doc, but it wasn’t in google doc ?? so i checked word ?!?!! not there either. turns out it was already in my drafts 💀💀

[mochasenby]

Seduction and Possession Pt 2 Everyone knows of Elliot; he's the kindest bachelor in Pelican town. He is the perfect gentleman. Or is he? He doesn't know how it happened, but as soon as his eyes set on the new farmer, everything went downhill. She was his inspiration, his muse, and they're trying to take her attention away from him. He won't let that happen. Tags: female MC, masturbation, praise kink, obsessive behavior, mentioned drugging, stalking, love poems, scent and panty kink, death threats, animal death (Shane’s chickens)

Part 2

Find part one here! And find me on Ao3!

Since then; Elliot had changed. It was noticeable to the other townsfolk. He was always trailing after the farmer; always there for whatever assistance she needed. He refused to allow her to dirty her hands and took her offer of helping her out.

At one point he even tried to convince her to leave the farm work behind and stay with him. Yet she laughed at the suggestion. Her laugh sounded as if angels were singing in his ears.

Things started to take a darker turn whenever she was invoked with the others. It started with Sam and Sebastian. 

He watched in envy as Sebastian and Sam crowded her. They were chatting about their band and were offering her to be their drummer. Elliot glared at the young adults. He could see Sebastian's eyes drifting from her face to her chest as Sam’s hand lingered a bit too long on her shoulder. 

They want to bed her. A voice hissed in his head. He’s thinking about what her chest would feel like pressed against his. Elliot glared at Sebastian as he kept glancing at his darlings chest. He wants her. You can’t let that happen. 

“Pardon me,” The duo paused as Elliot forced himself between them and his darling. “I apologize for interfering, but we already have plans.” Elliot smiled through his anger as his hands slipped around her waist. 

“Really? That sucks, well maybe you can swing by my place after,” Sam winked.  He could never please a woman. Elliot insulted Sam in his head. As for Sebastian, he’s just a shut-in. He’ll never love her as I can.  

“We’ll see about that,” Elliot smiled as he pulled her away. “Wait!” Sam grabbed her arm as rage flashed in Elliot’s eyes before disappearing.

“The offer still stands, I think we could make sweet music together,” Sam grinned as her face flushed. Absolutely not. Elliot scoffed. Is that what he calls flirting? Pathetic. She doesn’t deserve that. She deserves more. 

Elliot leaned down to her ear as he whispered, “Your voice would sound beautiful if it were crying my name.” He softly spoke as she gasped, face flushing a darker red as she forgot Sam’s words.

The duo froze as they heard his words. Sam just smiled as Sebastian glared at the older male. 

“Now, shall we?” Elliot pulled her away as he repressed the urge to rip off Sam’s fingers for grabbing her arm. He knows it's not her fault that pigs hit on her. She’s too beautiful for her own good. Maybe I should hide her away so no one will see her. He wondered as she stopped walking. 

“Elliot?” She called out as he paused. “Yes, dear?” He replied softly as she blushed. She looks so divine with that blush across her face. He thought. She bit her lip as she sighed.

“Nevermind, let’s get to my farm,” She smiled as he tilted his head. “Is something bothering you, dear?” He asked softly as he cupped her face. 

She shook her head. “I’m just overwhelmed, but when I’m with you, I feel safe.” She muttered as his eyes widened.

His hands shook as he stared at her lips. Kiss her. The voices were screaming at him. He wanted to kiss her, desperately. 

But he is a gentleman. Instead, he embraced her. He shuddered as she wrapped her arms around him. “Thank you, Elliot,” She smiled as he hugged her tighter. “Of course darling, I’ll always protect you,” He joked back.

Even if it means I have to hurt others.  

As days went by, Elliot found himself following after the farmer even when she was unaware. He stalked her as she worked on the farm, as she fought slimes in the mines, and as she slept.

Elliot snuck his way into her home, her pet ignoring his presence as he’s already been around long enough. 

Elliot crept up on the farmer as she slept. He repressed the urge to kiss her lips as he snatched her clothes. Back in his cabin, Elliot panted and grunted as he fucked his pillow. Sweat dripped down his face as he pulled his hair back. He brought her clothes to his face as he inhaled her scent.

He moaned quietly as he fucked his hips deeper against his pillow. He imagined fucking her just like this, worshipping her body. “You’re so beautiful,” He whispered breathlessly as he moaned. “ Darling – fuck,” He hissed as the head of his cock dragged against his sheets. 

“I want to ravish you, I want to fuck you till that pretty voice of yours is crying my name,” He panted as his legs twitched. His chest heaved as he buried his face into her clothes.

He moaned as his cock jumped at the scent. “More,” He whispered as he started up again, fucking into his pillow as he writhed and begged for her.

My dearest,  

I don’t know how long I can restrain myself. It's a sin to lust after an angel such as yourself, but I cannot help it. I find myself craving more and more of you that my comfort isn’t enough. I need to touch you. I need to feel you. 

But you are so fragile that I’m afraid to hurt you. But soon, we won’t have to worry about that. Our bodies will become one as I consume all of you. 

- Elliot 

Elliot knew that his darling needed to get out and chat with friends. But what he hated was how whenever she was out, there was a demon attempting to charm her. Elliot tried to hide his glare as Alex began hitting on the farmer. 

How disgusting. Does he not know how to properly treat a lady? Elliot hissed in his head. “Come on, just come over and I’ll show you my gridball training,” Alex winked as she laughed nervously.

She’s uncomfortable. He needs to leave her alone. Elliot hissed as Abigail stepped in. “You're making her uncomfortable, fuck off Alex,” She hissed as Alex laughed. “I’m just playing around! No need to be so sensitive.” He snorted as Abigail started going off on the player. 

Elliot watched along the sidelines as he sipped his wine. With Abigail around, there was no need for him to step in. But rage was building up in his chest as he nearly broke the glass in his hand.

The final straw was when Alex made a comment about the farmer's outfit which made Elliot snap. Abigail scoffed as she stood in front of his darling. “You disgusting son of–”

“ Well, I do believe it’s time for us to leave,” Elliot cut in as he stepped between the two. “Abigail, thank you for your assistance but it's no longer needed,” He smiled as he glared at the athlete. 

 “Can I get your number?” Alex ignored him as Elliot’s eye twitched. He’s trying to seduce her. You can’t let that happen. The voice hissed again as Elliot grabbed her shoulder.

“Darling, please step outside with Abigail for a moment, I need to speak with Alex,” He smiled assuringly at her as she slipped out. Abigail glanced cautiously at the male before following. 

As soon as the door shut behind her, the kindness in Elliot’s eyes vanished. “I don’t know who you think you are, but you are revolting,” he hissed as Alex grinned.

“I get that alot, she’s just playing hard to–” Alex was cut off as Elliot snatched his wrist. 

“Unless you want to lose your fingers, you’ll refrain from touching my darling again,” Elliot snapped as Alex laughed nervously. 

“Come on, I was just playing around,” Alex defended as Elliot’s eye twitched. “ And I’m not, I’ll cut off each of your revolting fingers and then snap your legs as if they were nothing but twigs. You’ll stop your harassment, won’t you dear Alex?” Elliot threatened as Alex nodded nervously. 

“Y-Yeah, I got it,” He stuttered as he ran out. 

Disgusting. Elliot hissed to himself as he left the tavern. The nerve of that immature athlete, if his darling wasn’t around, he would’ve— 

“Elliot? Are you alright?” The quiet voice of his darling called out as he froze, The rage building up had flooded his body immediately. “Of course I am dear,” He smiled at her.

“Everything alright?” Abigail asked as she eyed Alex stumbling into his home. 

“Of course, we just had a nice chat,” Elliot smiled. Abigail was skeptical but ignored it. Ever since that day, Elliot’s gentleman persona turned darker. He watched as Shane blew the farmer off, anger coursed through his veins.

How dare he? Ignoring his darling? Elliot isn’t the type to get his hands dirty, but Shane won’t go unpunished. As Shane awoke the next morning, his chickens were gone. 

And Elliot was just getting started. He soon targeted Alex by manipulating him into completely avoiding his dear. It was ironic as he snapped at Shane for ignoring her, but Alex was a different story.

“ I wonder how you’re future will turn out when suddenly you break your legs,” Elliot muttered as he towered over Alex.

“I swear! I’ll leave her alone just leave me alone!” Alex cried. Harvey wasn’t any trouble, but he hated how he touched her during exams. He envied that Harvey saw her naked before he did. But he couldn’t harm Harvey, he’s the only doctor around. So he’ll be left alone. For now. 

The farmer used to be surrounded by townsfolk, but lately, no one showed up. Alex would turn the other way if they were crossing paths. Shane wasn’t found anywhere. Sam and Sebastian looked uncomfortable whenever she said hi.

Harvey suddenly no longer was available to help her when injured. The only one around was Elliot. He was always there, listening to her as she ranted. Just as he planned. He sat in her room as she served him dinner. 

“I just think it’s insane that they started ignoring me, did I do something wrong?” She wondered as he shook his head. “You’ve done nothing wrong, darling, I’m sure of it,” He assured her. “Your sweet Elliot, but I don’t know,” She sighed. 

“I’m going to change, I’ll be right back,” She smiled as she stepped away. As she left, Elliot sighed quietly. Her scent was everywhere. No matter how many times he’s been in here, he can’t help himself. As she came back, his eyes widened.

She was wearing the shirt he stole a few nights before. The shirt that he wrapped around his cock as he fucked it to the thought of her. I need to take that shirt again. 

His face flushed as she sat down. As the two ate, she began to notice his odd behavior. “Elliot? Are you alright?” She asked as he paused. “Darling, there’s something I wish to tell you,” He started as he grabbed her hand. 

“(Y/n),” He muttered as his grip tightened. “I just want to thank you, you’ve inspired me in numerous ways and I’m afraid that you’ve charmed this writer's heart,” Elliot whispered as she gasped. 

“Elliot. . ” She softly whispered as he sighed. “I don’t know what you did, but I’m utterly obsessed with you, not a day goes by without you dancing in my mind. I crave your touch and without you, I feel nothing,” He muttered lowly. She attempted to pull away but he refused to let her go.

“I saw the letters, Elliot,” She muttered as he stiffed. She saw them. He screamed in his mind as he panicked. 

She thinks you’re a freak, she’s going to try and run away. You can’t let her go, you can’t let her– 

His train of thought was interrupted as she cupped his face and brought her lips to his. Elliot���s eyes widened as he instantly responded.

He didn’t know what it was, but there was a sweet taste on her lips. And he craved it. Elliot shivered as she pulled back, smiling softly at him. She parted her lips to speak as she froze. 

Her vision blurred as she swayed in her seat. “Oh, was the dosage too strong? I suppose Harvey had difficulty preparing it,” Elliot muttered softly. 

“Elliot?” She softly whispered as he shushed her. “Don’t worry darling, I’m here for you,” He smiled as he stood next to her as she collapsed against him.

“I’m sorry darling, I wanted to avoid this method as I worried I may hurt you, but I had no other choice. I meant what I said as I’m utterly obsessed with you,” He cooed as he cupped her face. 

“You’re playing a dangerous game with me, darling. You’ve charmed me so,”

“ And I can’t let you go.”  

- Elliot

Possession: The act of belonging to another. 

[sdv-roseglass-farm]

NSFW Elliott headcannons

'Hi, um could I request Elliott nsfw headcanons with a female reader? Please and thank you!' - Anonymous

Hello! Thank you for the request, sorry it took me so long :) I hope you enjoy them! I wrote for both him alone, gender neutral, female and male readers :)

Word count: 1386

Masturbation headcannons:

He is 100% a virgin before meeting you, but he definitely isn't completely lost about sex or what he enjoys

He may be one of the older bachelors but he has rather poor social skills so he has not gotten far with anyone

With getting stressed about writing, he enjoys edging himself to encourage himself to get a certain amount write before cumming

With edging himself so much, especially in a writing block, he often ends up in tears out of desperation

With living alone on the beach he doesn't have to worry about people hearing him so he is very noisy, especially with dirty talk

He enjoys reading sexual romance novels and not letting himself touch himself until he finishes the book

Sex toys are all kept under his bed in a box, where he has different things including different types of vibrators and dildos.

He uses the vibrators and dildos as different ways to edge and tease himself

He loves watching porn where the participants are overstimulated and covered in cum

Watching someone using a fuck machine and become super messy is one of his favourite types of videos to get off to

With gen!reader:

Dirty talk is his specialty to the point that half the time he doesn't even realise it - and terms of endearment fall out his mouth with so much ease you would think he has forgotten your name

He sounds rather proper due to his large vocabulary from spending all of his time reading since he was young, but watching him fall apart due to it is the best thing

He is always willing to experiment, but doesn't like much physical pain, finding it too distracting.

He prefers to use soft material to be tied or to tie you up with rather than handcuffs or rough rope

He loves being able to hear the person he is with, being able to hear the become more of a mess due to him

Cockwarming when he is writing is something he loves, though he loses track of what he is meant to be writing so easily as the sight and feel of you on him makes his mind blank

He prefers watching you go down on him mostly, just because the sight of drool, his cum and your tears all over your face can cause him to cum without being touched

You cockwarming him with your mouth under his desk makes him feel as though he is permanently on the brink of orgasm

He does sometimes lose control with grabbing your hair and face-fucking you, but he is never rough with it and is always careful to not hurt you too badly

No matter the gender of his partner or their genitals, he will keep a hair tie on his wrist in preparation if he does end up having oral sex that day, as he prides himself on his hair and likes to keep it out of the way when being so intimate

While he is down for a lot of things, he does become very flustered for your first few times and doesn't fully open up to experimenting until after becoming more comfortable

You are his number one priority and will all be checking in with you throughout no matter what you do to make sure that you are okay and enjoying yourself

He will make sure you have deep discussions before trying anything new and your plans, such as if you want him to come inside you he will talk about protection for stds (and pregnancies for people with a uterus)

he firmly believes that you can tell a lot from someone's eyes and prefers positions where you can see one another

If he is writing erotica, even just to practice his writing skills, he will experiment with you to make sure the things are possible such as the positions or the look someone gets

With fem!reader:

He enjoys eating you out, watching his mouth cause you so much pleasure but with his unconscious habit of dirty talk he accidentally breaks away from your cunt a lot

Sitting on his face and being in control is the best way to make sure this doesn't happen, and he sure won't be complaining as he loves the sight of you on top of him

He loves making you wet and watching your wetness drip from your cunt

Filling you up with his cum and watching it leak from your pussy is honestly heaven to him, and he will use his fingers to spread it around and over your clit to cause you cum again and push more of his cum out

He uses it as an excuse to fill you up again, loving the feeling of your walls milking his cock

While he will use lube with you, he prefers using your own wetness and his cum to make you messy

The best position in his mind is against his desk or on the kitchen counter, where he can watch your face as you come undone and watch your tits bounce with every movement

Overstimulation is definitely expected with him as your partner, as he will love continuously going and watching your cunt become red from the amount of attention it is receiving and from the impact of his thrusts

With his love for watching you become wet and messy, he will sometimes nick some of your underwear and become instantly turned on at any dampness on them, especially if there is any slickness in them

He will keep your underwear for a couple of days, getting off on the smell of them before returning them to your laundry

He is fully on board if you ever want to peg him, with having used dildos on himself and has offered to let you watch him ride one

With male!reader:

He enjoys giving you a blowjob, watching you lose yourself to pleasure from his mouth alone is a massive turn on

You fucking his face is definitely a turn on for him, with your cock being shoved down his throat at a pace he doesn't control causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head

He has offered to let you watch him ride one of his dildos before, and is more than willing to take either role when it comes to anal sex

He uses an excess amount of lube, loving how messy it makes you and uses your precum to help make you messier

He will make you cum multiple times, preferring you to come on him or on your body rather than on the desk or bed

He will use his fingers to push any of your cum that has spilt out of him back inside of him

He is more than willing to lick up any cum off of you, whether you scoop some up with your fingers or if it is off your stomach

He will use a desk or bed to help make sure you can both face one another still during anal sex

He is more than willing to ride you or let you ride him, with it definitely causing him to talk a lot more

He will consistently overstimulate you and milk your cock - loving the mixture of pleasure and pain and the look in your eyes with how blank your mind goes from the amount of times he made you cum

Aftercare:

He will clean you off and make sure you are okay

He will make sure you are comfortable, wrapping you up in his duvet cover while fetching you both some water and something to eat

After making sure you have eaten and drank something he will help you to the bathroom to pee and to also make sure you are fully cleaned up

He will then help you back and pull you to his chest, and have a discussion about what you enjoyed, didn't enjoy etc.

Your enjoyment is his number one priority and he is the king at communication

If you need something he will run off to grab it for you, making sure that you are not hurt physically or emotionally

He will hold you to his chest for however long you want, while making sure you know his own feelings on what happened

[gay-duckers]

The writing desk

Smut because down bad

Elliott being a little sub with writers block

Elliott sighed as he sat at his writing desk, the dread he felt as writers block washed over him. He put his head down on the desk in defeat, he had been stuck on this chapter for days when he decided to sit down and power through it. Elliott has since come to the realization that it would be harder than expected. Elliott sat there for what felt like hours before Y/n walked in the door. "Hello my darling, how has your day been?" They asked while taking off their shoes and hanging up their coat, still dripping from the storm raging on outside. "Terrible, I've been stuck on this chapter for so long that I feel like I'm back in middle school." he said with a sigh as he placed his head back down on his desk ever so softly, the soft thud caught Y/n's attention, they giggled and walked over to his desk, Elliott sighed in contently as Y/n ran their hands through his long locks.

"Well" they started "I think I know what can make you feel better." This little statement had Elliott's undivided attention. Y/n moved closer until their knees touched Elliott's thigh as he sat in the chair of his writing desk. Slowly they straddled over him and sat themselves in his lap. "oh" he breathed out, feeling his heart race against his chest so hard he thought he could see it through his shirts. Suddenly Elliott felt a soft pair of lips on his neck, the feeling was overwhelming yet intoxication, the feeling of their beautiful soft lips sucking and nipping and kissing filled Elliott with an almost animalistic feeling.

Y/n could smell the faint sent of pomegranate from his shampoo mixed with a salty smell from Elliott sitting on the beach for inspiration. Slowly the sounds of Elliott's soft moans filled the room and Y/n could feel him growing beneath them. As Y/n slowly pulled away a soft whine came from Elliott, his face flushed and blissful. Y/n kissed him slowly and passionately as they unbuttoned his shirt, the slow steady pace driving Elliott mad, he whined against the kiss in frustration. "whats wrong my darling?" Y/n asked almost mockingly while pulling away from the kiss, Elliott's lips chasing theirs, "My love you know whats wrong" he insisted desperately. "I do" they spoke softly "But I want you to tell me" they lovingly whispered into his ear kissing down his jawline and neck. "Well.. I... need this..." he uttered between gasps, "Please?" Y/n corrected, "Please." He added, his voice raspy with a urgent sense of lust.

Y/n slowly slid his shirts off him and onto the back of the chair, they slowly slid back while kissing down his chest paying special attention to his sensitive nipples. Elliott threw his head back and squeezed his eyes shut as he let the pleasure rush through his limbs, Elliott tried in vein to stay quiet as his subtle moans became louder and louder with each passing second. Y/n soon found themselves on their knees in front of the flustered writer, they painfully tugged his belt loose, the tent in Elliott's pants strained painfully against the fabric.

Elliott lifted his hips as Y/n pulled his pants to mid thigh, Y/n stood in front of Elliott and made a show of taking off their clothes. Elliott's breath caught in his throat, he wanted to touch himself as they slid their clothes off and discarded them to find later, but he knew better, he learned early on who was in charge in the relationship, and he knew better than to try and take charge without permission. Y/n settled into Elliott's lap,and prepped Elliott with some lube then carefully guided him in. Elliott's breath hitched as he felt himself glide into them, the feeling was euphoric, he buried his face into their neck and let out a long, painful whine. Y/n set a steady pace ridding him, they could tell by his whines and whimpers that he was already close, they knew he wouldn't last long.

Elliott was so close that he already felt the familiar knot tightening in his abdomen, Y/n felt him tense and they stilled, they had denied him an orgasm, "Please.... I cant..... just please keep going" he begged. "well since you asked so nicely," they said starting back up with a fast pace, Elliott once again felt the knot tightening. Elliott couldn't help the words that poured out of his mouth "I can't.. it's.. I'm gonna" Y/n cut him off with a finger to his lips "I know my dear, just let go" with that Elliott came, hard, he saw stars dancing and singing praises of the person in his lap. As Elliott came down from his high he expected Y/n to slow, but they kept their pace, the first orgasm leaving him sensitive and vulnerable, "F-fuck Y/n" he gasped out. "Don't worry darling, I just need you a little longer" they slurred out, their own high moments away, Elliott felt them tighten around him as they came, the overwhelming pleasure cause Elliott's second orgasm of the night.

Y/n stilled after ridding out both their highs, attempting to catch their breath, Elliott still seeing stars. There they stayed for a while, basking in the after glow, embracing one another. Y/n was the first to move, they slowly moved off Elliott's lap and walked to the bathroom, Elliott soon heard the sound of a bath being run. Y/n then walked in with a glass of water, which they gave to Elliott. Elliott downed the much needed water and Y/n guided him to the bathroom. The bath smelled of fruits and was filled with bubbles, Y/n carefully helped Elliott down into the warm water, soon joining him. "Well, i may have to write you a thank you letter." Elliott finally said his first coherent sentence in over an hour, "whys that love" they asked softly, gliding their hand through the bubbles. "I think you've cleared my writers block. and you've definitely made my night much better." he murmured softly in their ear, gently kissing their neck.

A/N this is my first actual fanfic lmao. hopefully it isn't terrible. Please tell me if I made any mistakes or should add any warnings.

[r0-boat]

Can I get a mcfuckin uuuhhhhh yandere Elliott from sdv getting pussy drunk? Whether that's just eating reader out or can't stop fucking them is up to you, I just have a need 🥺👉👈

-🍜

Yeeeeeeee

My God Elliot my first husband my love.

There is a yandere Elliott mod that I love with all my heart I will be using this as a basis!

(if you don't know there's a part in the mod where he kidnaps you and keeps you how arrested in your own farm if you try to leave the farm you'll get a cutscene where he pretty much tells you that you're 'very sick' and you need to come back)

Okay without further ado

Yandere Elliott x AFAB gn!reader

Drunk off your pussy

Nsfw

He insisted on carrying you back to the cottage in his arms. Elliot had been so busy with his next book that he had not noticed that you snuck out of the house on your own. He'll have to watch you more closely from now on.

Looking at you now, even with your heaving breaths, your chest rising and falling, your eyes red and wet with tears as you cling to him. It was hard to stay mad at you as much as he wanted to bend you over his knee and make your ass red for disobeying. He spent so many nights without you and his arms and underneath you; seeing you like this just made it harder even to consider punishing you for your actions.

To your surprise, instead of being over his lap, you lay gently on the bed. Elliot, instead of a look of disapproval, it was a look of hunger.

"You disobeyed me, my dear, normally I would punish you like I always do...but I've decided that perhaps I should... Change my methods of punishment." He purrs, licking his lips as he begins to roll down your pants, taking your underwear with it.

Not wanting to make your husband angry or change his mind, you submissively obey. Spreading your legs sweetly for Elliot.

He hums at the sight of your pussy; It had been so long since he had you like this. Maybe that's why you ran. Was it was all just for his attention? "Don't worry, my sweet, I'm here now." Elliot murmurs, his smile morphing into a crazed one. He spreads your lips apart. You felt a hot breath against your cunt before his wet tongue slid inside you.

Tasting your sweet wetness for the first time in a while He shutters.

"mmh, fuck! I've miss this."

Normally your husband would make moments like these more romantic whether it be candles around the cabin too rose petals in the bed, but. You did not deserve these pleasantries.

"No! Spread wider. Don't make me get the spread bar again. If you won't part these legs, then I will make you."He smiles.

If you were going to run away and flirt with some other man like a whore then you were going to be treated like one. Right now you are not his perfect beautiful spouse. You were his play toy pet, writhing and moaning underneath him your hand gripping his hair Your body fighting on whether you should push him away or bug against him. You had your answer You want pleasure struck like lightning feeling his fingers slip inside you in his mouth curl around your clit. Elliot knew all the best ways to pleasure you.w hat kind of husband would he be if he didn't know how to make his precious spouse cum? With him suckling your clit and his fingers working your sensitive spot inside. You tried to stifle your noises. Which made your husband frown.

"come on, my sweet, let me hear you."He begs, his eyebrows furrowing as he kisses your inner thighs.

He plays with your clit in a way you cannot resist and his fingers pick up their pace slamming knuckles deep inside you every tense of his arm.

You tried to close your quivering legs, only for Elliot to remove his hand and mouth only too strike your cunt with his hand after prying you open. Youre loving husband striking you in any way stunned you. He was sorry to hurt you like this, but if you do not listen, there'll be more where that came from.

As he feels you get close, he removes his fingers, replacing them with his eager tongue, not before licking them clean, not wanting to waste a single drop of your delicious cunt

his thumb pressing against your swollen throbbing clit.

"I miss the taste of your cum on my tongue. Are you going to be good and give it to me? Do I have to ring you out for every last drop you have? Hm?" Elliott purrs, dragging his tongue across your wet lips.

To wasted no time diving his tongue inside, brushing his nose against your clit as he licks and sucks you out like a starving man. Feverishly trying to spread you even wider, pressing your hips, making you grind your cunt against his face. You arch your back cumming on his tongue, and he rides out your orgasm moaning and bucking his own hips as he drinks every last drop of your cum.

His mouth glistens with your juices as he parts from you. His tongue lulled out, and his eyes glazed over with lust and bliss. He thought he had his fell as you tried to squirm away. He holds you down, nuzzling against your inner thigh.

"Where do you think you're going, beloved? We're not done. This is a punishment, remember?"

"I will eat your pussy; I'll make you flood my mouth over and over till You're too tired to even move from your bed tomorrow. Maybe then you'll finally stay put."

[stardewsnail]

Can you write head cannons of how the bachelors would react when jealous? Perhaps they heard their farmer was giving gifts to other bachelors. Can be NSFW. K love you byeee

This is a bit inconsistent because of how familiar I am with them/how interesting I thought their reactions would be–some of these are head canons and some of them are drabbles. Somewhere along the way I realized I switched from they/them pronouns to she/her so I guess this is about a fem farmer now lol–hope you enjoy! 

Bachelors get jealous 

MINORS DNI; cw: sexual activity, jealousy, sad boi hours

Shane 

- very different if he’s with the farmer or not bc I feel like he’s used to being envious of others 

- When he sees the farmer bringing Elliot a bottle of wine or Sam a cactus fruit he feels like he has no valid reason to be jealous. He’s just embarrassed and ashamed of his own feelings.  

- Like, obviously the pretty, successful, kind farmer isn’t going to be interested in him? He’s working at the Joja mart and drinking away his money—he’s barely keeping it together and he comes with a kid. Not exactly the biggest catch

- After the cliffs he had come to terms with his crush and is just sort of leaving it because he cannot imagine her reciprocating his growing feelings. That’s fine, he loves having her in his life regardless. He doesn’t have the expectation that they’ll ever return his feelings and that’s okay. He gets a therapist and focuses on getting better for himself and the others in his life

But if they’re together it’s different

- He retreats into himself and has a bit of a mental spiral (ranging from “it was bound to happen eventually” to “oh god our chickens are going to come from a broken home”) 

- Fortunately he has a therapist to work through things with so he’s able to actually express himself to the farmer in a healthy way and receive the emotional validation that the farmer does in fact love them and their chickens will grow up with parents who love each other 

- He’ll pull her onto his lap or against his chest and if the vibe is right the cuddling might turn into a make out session which might get handsy—Shane is extra needy after all this, lingering through the motions. After sex he stays inside her for a minute, just sharing breath and being as close as possible

- Shane alternates being big and little spoon don’t @ me 

I feel like Shane having a therapist pulls a lot of the “drama” out of him being jealous because he’s so focused on developing healthier coping strategies so him talking about his feelings directly is a big step!

...

Sebastian 

Pre relationship

“Motherfucker-!” Sebastian snarled, watching his avatar die yet again. In his headset Sam groaned, quickly meeting a similar fate. Abigail, now left alone, didn’t fare much better. 

“Okay, it’s 4, I’m calling…” A yawn cut through Sam’s words, “….it.” 

Sebastian winced, glancing at the clock, “Damn—yeah. Night, guys.” It was stupid late. He was going to regret this tomorrow. No, actually, he was already regretting it. Now he was just pissed at the game and at—he shoved that thought down, feeling heat rise to his face. He dropped heavily onto the bed, arm thrown over his eyes. His head hurt. 

And he really didn’t want to deal with the bolt of anger that shocked him when he saw Alex throw his arm around the farmer. Her face was lit up with laughter as they shared some joke—the jock had only touched her for a moment and sure, it might not actually mean anything—but he was jealous. And even a solid nine hours of league had done nothing to subdue the feeling that boiled in his chest. It wasn’t even like the farmer didn’t talk to him either—and while she brought everyone little gifts, he’d had the thought that maybe his were special. A foolish, hopeful thought. Alex was outgoing, athletic, and only still lived at home to care for his grandparents. Sebastian was a twenty-four year old college dropout living in his mom’s basement filling his time with gaming. God, he really was a loser. Fortunately he was unconscious before he really had to deal with that. 

… 

Knock, knock, knock

Sebastian groaned, burrowing farther under his pillow. His mom always woke him up when she made breakfast even if he wasn’t actually required to get up. Maybe later he could ask her what she knew about the farmer. He was pretty sure she was still working on upgrading their coop anyway. It wouldn’t be an odd question. He rolled over, trying to relax back down into sleep. 

He wasn’t sure how much time had passed when the second knock sounded. If he ignored it, chances are his mom would leave him be. But then she knocked again, a little harder this time. He swore under his breath as he hauled himself out of bed, not bothering to hit the lights before throwing open the door with more force than strictly necessary. 

The farmer’s hand was still raised to knock and she froze, looking up at him with raised eyebrows. 

Sebastian’s entire brain blue-screened. It crashed. It attempted to restart. It failed. It tried again but all that came up was how he must look—an old band t-shirt, unbrushed hair, stubbled chin, frog-print boxers—holy shit he wasn’t even wearing pants.  

“Good morning!” She said, cheeks pink. It certainly wasn’t morning, that much he knew.  Sebastian wished the floor would swallow him right then and there. “Sam said you guys were up late playing games so I brought you this,” she held up the coffee in her other hand, “Robin said I was fine to come down, I didn’t think you’d be asleep, sorry—“ 

“I needed to get up anyway,” he said, a bit too fast. He ran his hand over his hair, trying to judge its state and was quickly dismayed. Fuck, she was pretty. Great impression Sebastian. Great job. 

“Thank you,” he added, finally accepting the warm paper cup. 

“I started growing coffee beans a while ago,” she continued, fidgeting and definitely noticing his lack of pants, “This is the first of it. Let me know how it is, I’m still experimenting with roasting.”

“Oh wow,” he took a sip realizing not only was the coffee delightful, she’d also added cream and just a touch of sugar–exactly how he took it, “This is really good. Thank you.” 

She lit up, “Oh good! I was hoping you’d like it.” She was hoping he’d like it? Him specifically? The caffeine hadn’t hit him yet, but the taste of coffee still got his brain moving. He noticed the fishing pole sticking out of her pack.

“Are you headed to the lake?” he asked, before he could really think it through.

“Yeah–I wanted to do some fishing,” she rocked on her feet, “I’ll let you get back to it–”

Shit, that hadn’t been his intent.

“D’you want company?” he cut her off, flushing when she just looked up at him with a smile.

“That would be really nice–you can tell me about your game. It sounded fun but I didn’t quite understand when Sam was talking about it.” 

“Great,” he said, “I’ll uh…meet you out there?” He still wasn’t wearing pants.

 Dating 

Sebastian trusted his girlfriend. That wasn’t the issue. The issue was that seeing her smile and shyly give Elliot a bottle of her mead had shaken the dust off his old companion, jealousy, and now he didn’t know what to do with the itch in his skin.

He’d spent the day working on his bike, music blasting, a scowl etched on his face. At some point Demetrius had come out to say something, but a glance at Sebastian’s face had him simply turning tail back to the house. 

It was better he got it all out of his system before he met up with the farmer at the saloon. 

Some time and a hot shower later he was entering the saloon, wondering if she had beat him there–and she had. 

And Elliot was there, fawning over the farmer who had a hand over her mouth to stifle her giggles as the writer told some dramatic story, talking with animated hands. 

He was across the bar in a second, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her against his side. The lazy grin he gave Elliot was more a challenge than anything–he didn’t know where this sudden boldness was coming from–Elliot didn’t seem like the type to pull something but there was a primal need to mark his territory. The farmer was his.  

She flashed him a grin, her hand coming to rest in his back pocket, and finished what she was saying. 

“Hey, babe,” she said, pushing to her toes to press a quick kiss to his lips, “I got here early–want to get in some practice before Sam and Abby show up?”

“Need a warm up?” he teased, “Think that will help you beat me?”

“One of these days,” she bumped his hip with her own, “I’m gonna win. Talk to you later, Elliot!” she added. Elliot said something in response before slinking back to where Leah was sitting, watching as if this was her very own reality TV show.

...

Harvey

Harvey wasn’t jealous. The farmer was just a friend–she was kind and generous and liked giving gifts! Most mornings she popped by the clinic to bring him a coffee and chat for a few minutes between appointments. 

It was only natural for her to prefer someone less devoted to their work, younger and more aligned with the pop culture she was familiar with. Sam was a ray of sunshine, and seeing him light up when the farmer had offered him a cactus fruit had sent a spike of something that was not jealousy through his chest. 

He spends all his free time for the next few days pouring over his model planes, completing two kits in record time. Between that and the kids in town catching something nasty and viral, he hadn’t even seen her in a week. Which was fine. 

He hadn’t anticipated her to be waiting right outside the door of the clinic, swinging it open as soon as the lock turned. If he had been any slower, she probably would have hit him with it. Her eyes were piercing as she held out the coffee, a small frown on her face.

“Have you been avoiding me?” her words were blunt and heat rose to his face, hands raised as if that would be enough to convince her of his words. 

“No–no, I just–well–” he swallowed, looking anywhere but her face, “You just seemed busy and like you were spending time with Sam and–” She was giving him this small smile that had his stomach turn to jelly, and now he didn’t know what to do with his hands. She held out the coffee. 

“Want to meet up at the saloon later?”

“Yes!” His reply might have been a bit eager,  but he didn’t care because her face simply lit up. 

“Great, it’s a date.” and then she turned out the door, going on her merry way before he could even process her words. 

...

Alex

- to be honest before they’re dating I think he would just AGGRESSIVELY do push ups where the farmer could see 

- or he’ll make a comment about how hot Haley is looking to the farmer

- Either way he tells Haley about “how well he handled it” and she is so, so tired. 

Alex doesn’t care that the farmer went all the way into the mines to find that special rock for Sebastian. It wasn’t even Sebastian’s birthday or anything, she was just nice and he was not bothered. 

He wasn’t bothered when he was doing push-ups.

He wasn’t bothered when he was squating. 

He wasn’t even bothered while doing his deadlifts. 

And while he showered, he totally wasn’t thinking about how she looked so pleased when she showed him the gem, mentioning that it was Sebastian’s favorite.

Now they were sitting on her bed, watching some movie that he couldn’t quite parse over his churning thoughts. He’d been inching closer and closer without realizing, and now he shifted to rest his head in her lap watching her instead of the movie. 

Immediately her hands found their way to stroke through his hair. She smoothed his brow, and he realized he’d been frowning. 

“What’s up?” she asked, ever perceptive. 

“Nothing,” he replied reflexively, and she paused the movie, waiting for him to continue.

“You…like me, right?” His voice was quiet, and if it wasn’t her he would be too embarrassed to ask such a vulnerable question. 

“I love you, actually.” She said it so casually he took a second to process the confession. Her smile was soft. 

Never one for words over actions, he sat up, closing the distance between them with a kiss.

...

Sam 

- I feel like Sam would try to cover any jealousy with a smile and positive attitude but something about the farmer “doting” on Alex and making him baked salmon really bothered him 

- He asks Shane for advice because that’s his work dad/adult and Shane just looks up at the security camera like it’s the office but does try to give advice because he’s fond of the kid 

- His advice is literally just for Sam to make a move because so help him god if he has to head about the farmers eyes one more time 

...

Elliot 

- He’s in denial that he’s jealous 

- I feel like Elliot’s solution to every emotional problem is writing

- He would probably end up projecting it onto his characters writing a scene where somebody is jealous (because he’s not jealous nope. He’s not jealous at all) 

- He’s a little moodier, a little more sardonic and eventually the farmer asks what’s bugging him–he assures her that it’s just difficulty with his novel

- He doesn’t say he’s jealous nope

- He's just gonna go full Gomez Addams and make love to them in a bit of a frenzy—I’m talking a trail of clothes, fucking her right on his desk.

- He’s leaving hickies, the farmer is being claimed 

- The farmer is being RAVISHED 

- He probably won’t bring it up bc he does trust the farmer completely and knows it’s his own anxiety and the farmer more than reassured him on the reg and he can trust that

...

I’m hiding my dumbass notes waaaaaaay down here

I wrote this while zoinked and made up a whole ass bachelor named Mike and sat there for a good min wondering why I could remember anything about Mike, who the FUCK is Mike????

Am I writing Elliot ravishing the farmer on the desk? Yes, but this reply was getting a little long so it’s coming later

I’ve been a little slow on requests lately, but my spouse is going to be out of town for the next month so I should have a lot more time to working on these :) it brings me such joy every time I get that lil notification, thanks y’all <3

[babiebom]

Hullo there! Could I see G, J, S and V for Elliott (sdv)? I hope you have a good day :)

A/N: i hope you have a good day as well!! Also if anyone wants to hear my ugly ass voice my twitch is here💖 I don’t stream often but I want to try some stardew streams soon so thought I should let y’all know :)

Tw: sexual content

Alphabet Post Masterlist

G-Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

I think Elliott would be quite serious during sex. Not because he’s a serious person, but because he is more of a romantic person, and sex is when your bodies are intertwining and you are connecting in a way that you can’t connect with anyone else. So he’s not going to be in a very laughing mood when he is trying to portray his love for you. Will laugh if something is funny though, he isn’t totally serious just focused.

J-Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Sometimes jerks off if you aren’t available and he needs to clear his head. Will only do it if he is so distracted that he can’t get any work done, and trying to wait for his erection to go down doesn’t work. Prefers sex, but is not against masturbation. Thinks sometimes it’s needed, and understands that sometimes you need you time and masturbation is a part of that. He’s not someone who needs to all the time, but he also isn’t opposed to getting himself off.

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

Pretty good stamina? I think he can keep going for a while, maybe can go for about 45+ minutes straight and last for all of that if he tries hard. Can go about three rounds with 15 minute breaks in between to hydrate and get back into the mindset that he’s going to be having sex for a while. Likes when sex lasts a long time, so each round will be at least 30 minutes because for each round he has to start over with the foreplay and everything.

V-Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Not very loud at all. He groans and grunts into your ear. It’s very low, and even when he is losing his mind he isn’t a yeller or a screamer. He is a very quiet man naturally, it’s not that he’s embarrassed or wants to hide his noises, it’s just that his noises are quiet. Very grunty it’s more of an “uh” type of sound. Very short noises, never drawn out. Makes sure that his mouth is near your ears so you can hear. His sounds are more vibrate-y than audible if that makes sense? You can feel his groans more than you can hear them.

[rohansdisciple]

here are all 5 projects i’m working on and will be out… eventually :> !!

astarion smut - completed !

astarion fluff - completed !

elliot (stardew valley) smut - completed !

elliot (stardew valley) fluff - completed !

itto smut - coming soon !

( all fem readers )

[marmorafarms]

so uh...

Anyone want some Elliott smut? Cause I have an IDEA

[writer-by-the-sea]

Elliott coming back home to the farm, to his wife after the book tour? Can be nsfw, up to your preference

Stardew Valley Elliot Spoilers (Slight edit to make the book tour weeks and not 'one week' as it is in the game.) NSFW / No beta

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Behind me drags a suitcase stuffed with my clothing and little souvenirs, chocolates for the other villagers and a handmade blanket for you. One that would replace our small ratty blanket on the couch that I spilled coffee all over one morning right before I left to go on tour.

It cannot be described how much I’ve missed you over the past few weeks. Sleeping alone, waking up alone, dining alone, traveling alone; it all makes you realize how much another person can stand strong in your life and how much you ache for them when they’re no longer near to help hold you up.

Soon I stand before our home, the cabin warm and inviting as it always has been. Even before the renovations, I dreamt that this could eventually be a place for me. Before you approached me, before you professed your love, before our first kiss, before our wedding… I knew I wanted a life here with you. Watching you walk along the beach for the first time, a smile on your face as you introduced yourself…

I was in love before you spoke.

And even now, standing here, I feel a wave of happiness crashing down on me as I know that you’re waiting inside. I feel nervous, a tingling in my toes as I finally make it up the steps and open the front door. Although I’ve written letters, I was never in one place long enough for you to reply. I didn’t know how you were feeling, if you missed me as much as I missed you, or if you were nearly as excited as I was to finally be home.

I don’t know why I ever had any doubt.

“Elliot!” Your arms were around me the moment I stepped through the door, your lips crashing down onto mine with the passion of a thousand oceans in one small kiss.

I dropped my luggage, no longer caring for the items inside as I gripped your thighs and hoisted you up. There was no time to waste, we had so much to catch up on.

Firstly, making love to you.

Carrying you in my arms, I made my way to the bedroom, dropping you onto the bed and soon following after. I was desperate for you, more than I knew I could be. My hands went to your waist, quickly yanking down your pants and under garments in one swift motion. Seeing you exposed like this… ready to have me, eager as you rip your shirt over your head and lay back onto the bed with your legs spread.

“Fuck,” I mumbled and undressed, taking my time to admire you as I dropped my jacket to the floor. “Darling, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”

Once nude, I crawled over you, kissing you along your neck and down your chest, pausing to suck on your nipples as I lowered a hand to your entrance.

“My, my... Already prepped for me?” I whispered into your ear, your only answer being a small moan as I slipped my middle finger inside. “Well, aren’t you cute?”

“Please,” you gasped, your hips rolling forward. “I need you.”

As tempting as it was to tease you, to continue fingering you and slowly add more fingers; I couldn’t. My perfect spouse before me, prepared to take me, moaning and crying for me to fill them up–

I am not strong enough to deny you your pleasure.

I readied myself at your entrance, looking down at you for one moment; awaiting your permission to fuck you. You nodded, your hands sneaking around my back and pulling me down to reach my lips once more.

Feeling my cockhead ease into you is a feeling hard to describe. Like sparks are exploding all over my skin and up my spine. You feel so fucking good. Tight, wet, and hot around me as I begin fucking into you.

Your moans are loud in my ear, urging me to keep going and fill you up with my cum. I know I won’t last, it’s been so long and jerking off to your polaroids in cheap motels wasn’t enough. Your legs soon wrap around my hips, your nails scratching down my back as I allow myself to completely destroy you.

“I’m there!” You cried, and threw your head back, your thighs shaking as you reached your release. “Fuck me, Elliot! Cum in me! Fill me up!”

Anything you ask of me will be given.

I dropped my head into your neck, panting as I chased my own release. Pumping my hips into you, groaning as I’m so so so fucking close–

“Fuck!” I shout as I cum, my hips fucking with force, clenching my teeth as I empty my seed deep inside of you.

So damn perfect.

It’s hard to form words after making love to you. Although, that could certainly be considered ‘fucking’ instead. Perhaps later I could truly devote my time to you. I moved to lay beside you and pulled you into my arms, both of us panting and absolutely spent.

Soon you would doze off using my chest as your pillow….

And in the morning I would wake you up with all the love in the world.

[mochasenby]

Seduction and Possession

Everyone knows of Elliot, he's the kindest bachelor in pelican town. He is the perfect gentleman. Or is he?

He doesn't know how it happened, but as soon as his eyes set on the new farmer, everything went downhill. She was his inspiration, his muse, and they're trying to take her attention away from him. He won't let that happen.

Tags: female MC, masturbation, praise kink, obsessive behavior, mentioned drugging, stalking, love poems, scent and panty kink, death threats, animal death (Shane’s chickens)

Part One

Find the whole one-shot on Ao3!

Seduction:

1: The act of seducing especially: the enticement of a person to sexual intercourse. 2: something that draws temptation. 3: something that attracts or charms.

“This isn’t working,” Elliot sighed as he crumpled up his draft. His head hung low as his hair cascaded down his face. “Still struggling?” Leah propped up next to him as he nodded.

“I just can’t find any inspiration for my work, and the deadline is coming up,” He groaned as she patted his back. 

“How about you take a break? Mayor Lewis is meeting with the new farmer now, go and introduce yourself,” She smiled as Elliot nodded.

Bidding his goodbyes to Leah and Gus, Elliot stepped out of the tavern and into the crisp fall air. Goosebumps trailed down his arms as he approached the old farm. 

I need to find something soon, my publisher is awaiting my book. He thought as he spotted two figures ahead of him. It’s easy to recognize Mayor Lewis with his stubby figure, but the person beside him he couldn’t recognize. 

The new farmer? He wondered. He wasn’t up to chatting at the moment, but it would be rude to deny conversation. Elliot cleared his throat to speak, but the words died in his mouth as she turned around. The only words Elliot could use to describe her were angelic and exquisite. 

She’s beautiful. Elliot thought as he felt his heart clench. He started to feel anxiety creeping up in his mind. The same kind of anxiety he’d get before a book signing.

“Oh! Elliot! Come meet (Y/n)!” Mayor Lewis called out as she stared at him. Y/n. The name was fitting for such beauty. He thought as he introduced himself.

“Hello, Elliot,” She smiled. Just hearing her speak sent shivers down his spine. The way his name rolled off her tongue made him feel euphoric. He needed to hear it again. 

Before he could say anything else, Mayor Lewis cut in and rushed the farmer to say goodnight. Elliot nearly cursed the mayor in his head as she turned to him.

“Goodnight Mayor Lewis, Elliot,” She spoke again as he trembled again. His body moved on its own as Elliot lifted up her hand to his lips.

“Goodnight dear,” He muttered as he kissed her hand. The calluses on her hand were ignored as he breathed in her scent. 

Her scent flooded his head as he repressed another shiver. Her face flushed a shade of red as Mayor Lewis laughed. Elliot ignored everything the Mayor said as he captured the look on her face in his memory.

On his way home, Elliot kept reimagining the look on her face. As he reached his cabin, a rush of ecstasy flooded through him. 

His eyes widened as he ran toward his desk and yanked out his pen. His hand danced across his notebook as he wrote. Words poured from his fingertips when he froze. 

What is this? He thought as he stared at his notebook. Where did the inspiration come from? He thought in wonder when her face flashed in his head.

Baddump. Baddump. Baddump. Oh, it was her. Elliot’s face turned a soft red as he pictured the farmer. It’s just a crush. He thought. Just a crush. 

Elliot wasn’t aware of how wrong he was, and that this “crush” would soon turn into an obsession. 

My dearest,

Ever since the first day we met, I was captivated by your beauty. You look as if an angel has come to bless my eyes. You are as if the goddess aphrodite was reborn again. Your voice echoes in my head as I crave to hear you speak my name. This love I feel for you is dangerous, as I fear I, a mere human, have fallen for such a goddess. I wait for the day we meet again,

- Elliot

The next morning, Elliot found himself at the old farm. He wanted to write more but he just couldn’t. He wondered if it was really her who made his mind flood with such a rush.

As he approached, he spotted the farmer hoeing her fields. His breath hitched as he stared at her with admiration. Even though she was covered in dirt and grime, she was still beautiful. 

Her eyes met with his as she waved. “Good morning Elliot,” She smiled as his heart pumped faster.

“Do you mind helping me a bit? If you don’t mind,” He accepted her offer as she smiled. Elliot tied his hair back as he got to work. Hours went by as he collapsed on her porch.

“I’m exhausted, how do you do this?” He asked tiredly as she laughed. “It was brutal at first but you get the hang of it,” She grinned as his heart pounded.

“I wish I could have what you have, I love my job as a writer however lately I just can’t put pen to paper,” He sighed as she hummed.

“ Well, if it doesn’t work out, I can always use an extra hand around here,” She smiled as his breath hitched. She looked beautiful like this, her hair clinging to the sweat on her face as her face was flushed red from the heat.

Elliot coughed quietly as he tore his gaze away. “It’s getting late, I should be going,” He muttered as he stood up. 

“Thank you for helping me today, Elliot,” He jumped as she grasped his hand and shook it. “I’d really appreciate it if you came back to help me another day,” She smiled as his heart warmed.

“Of course, my dear,” He kissed her hand as he bid her goodbye. 

As Elliot left, he prayed that she didn’t see the growing bulge in his pants. I can always use an extra hand around here. Her words echoed in his head as his heart pounded. She was inviting him over. She wanted him there. She craved him as much as he craved her. 

Elliot stumbled into his cabin as he hastily slipped off his pants. Shit. He softly cursed as he slowly pumped his cock. Elliot didn’t understand what was happening to him.

He felt like a teenager again, getting hard from just touching her hand. He moaned quietly as he thought back to the farmer.

This was her doing. An angel in the form of a human. She plagued his thoughts as he fisted his cock. He tried so hard to stop thinking of her, cursing himself for thinking of his newly friend as he masturbated.

But he just couldn’t stop. The more his mind began to think, the more it went deeper and deeper into lust. 

How would she be if she was in my bed? He thought as he grunted. He'd be such a gentle lover. He wouldn’t be rough as she was delicate in his eyes.

He'd treat her like royalty like she was his queen and he was a mere servant. He'd be on his knees servicing her as her hands would tug at his hair while he consumed her. 

 Elliot moaned at the thought as his legs began to twitch. This is wrong. A voice muttered in his head. But it was drowned out by lust. He'd push his own wants aside to please her.  He'd have her ride him, his arms wrapped around her waist as he fucked into her. The thought made him shiver as his chest heaved. 

Praise slips so easily from his mouth as he leaves love bites all over her body. Just imagine how her voice would crack as he would force orgasm after orgasm out of her.

He imagined her crying out his name as he came with a loud grunt. His hips stuttered off his bed as he panted. 

In his afterglow, a rush of inspiration flooded his mind as his eyes widened. He quickly sat up as he snatched his notebook. His hand moved around the pages as if it was possessed. 

My dearest, 

I lust after you. Every time we meet, I feel as if you are taunting me with those enchanting eyes of yours. Do you show those eyes to anyone else? I won’t allow it. I cannot allow it. No one else should see the goddess you are.

Even if it means I have to pluck out their eyes, I’ll do it. Because only I can see you. Only I should touch you. Only I should please you. I anticipate the day you allow me to taste you fully. I’m sure you’ll taste as divine as I imagined. I can only wait,

- Elliot

[simpingforstardew]

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I see sdv in your fandom list. Could I get Elliot for K?

Man loves being a bottom and he loves being absolutely destroyed by his partner. he loves the way she'll sink on top of him, riding slowly before taunting him for not fucking her like a real man. He loves being called worthless. He loves being used like a toy. He loves being under her and begging "Mommy, please, I want to!" when she stops and stays still until it passes just to do it all again. He cries in relief, thanking her as he does finally get to come. His kink is being dominated.

[shockinglysubmissive]

Maybe Elliott or Haley, they're probably my favorites. Feel free to get spicy ;)

Ooo! Ok I love this! Haley is my gorgeous pillow princess so I may go a bit extreme for her. 😂💜

I am just to excited to be writing again, this will just be random NSFW headcanons to ease myself back in.

Elliot:

He is probably the least into kinks than anyone else on the island.

If he were to list a few kinks of his, they would be having his hair played with, and being praised.

I see him as the type to prefer having his partner cum multiple times before he ever cums once.

After the moonlight jelly event one year, he thought it would be romantic to have sex on the dock.

You both nearly died when the old mariner stepped out of the trees to offer you the amulet.

I strongly believe he has a latex allergy, and living in a remote town, latex free condoms aren't a thing.

So if you have a breeding kink, he may accidentally fulfill your wishes if you are able to get pregnant.

He is a master of praises.

His writing and poetry makes every time you two are together feel like it's right out of a romance novel.

Haley:

*cracks knuckles* hold on tight cause I have so many thoughts.

I used to have the photo but I can't find it anymore. So picture that old meme of "my hands look like 'blank' so that hers look like 'blank'"

my hands look like *short cut nails, with wrinkled fingers from being deep in a pussy* so that hers look like *beautiful manicured nails gripping bedsheets*

She is a pillow princess and she is proud of it

She knows what she wants, and a flip of her hair means she gets it.

I don't see her being a sub.

She's a domme who loves her sub to please her.

That doesn't mean she is selfish.

She has the biggest strap-on collection so her sub can have a new experience every day of the month.

Even Abigail was impressed.

Doesn't like pain at all, so no biting, scratching, or hair pulling.

She will happily do all that for you if you enjoy it, however.

Secretly wants an orgy with everyone worshipping her.

She hates being called 'mommy/mistress/madam' cause it makes her feel old.

If you call her your goddess or queen she is putty in your hands.

She loves using your name during sex because it's so much more intimate, and anyone who overhears her will know you are the one making her feel good.

[stardewsnail]

You really been putting out the content, thank you! For my after dark question, what was Elliott’s first experience with cock warming?

Thanks! It's been really fun and great exercise to prep for Camp Nano :)

✰ Stardew After Dark ✰

⋆ Snail's Directory ⋆

-> MINORS DNI

He whined as his partner shifted, reaching for her book now that she was  settled in his lap. 

“Focus, El,” she chided, her breath hot on his ear. He could hear the smirk in her voice. They sat facing each other, chests touching, her arms over his shoulders as she read. Behind her he stared at the laptop atop the tray table on the bed. Her legs were slung over his, crossed behind his back, keeping herself anchored on his cock. He tried to keep his breathing even, typing out a few words he wasn’t sure actually made sense.

He was supposed to be writing but all he could think about was the wet heat of her cunt enveloping him. Elliot didn’t think he’d ever been so hard—this was torture. But that was sort of the point, wasn’t it? To sit, consumed, on the brink of pleasure?

She chuckled at something in the book, her core tensing, squeezing for just a moment. He let out a low groan, nails digging into her lower back. He needed to finish this chapter. 

[babiebom]

AGKT For Elliot (sdv) on the alphabet? I really really adore how in character you write everyone!!! You do such a great job!!!

A/N: thank you! I try my best!! I hope you enjoy this~G was already requested and can be found here💖

Tw: sexual content

Alphabet post Masterlist

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

Good at aftercare. Like the second KING of aftercare. His reasoning is more so that aftercare is also a part of sex, and it is very sensual when doing it right. Runs a bubble bath, will sit in the bath with you, wash you and your hair. It’s very soft and sweet with him. He makes sure that you’re okay and that you’re comfortable enough to sleep.

K-Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I think he would like shibari? Tying you up in rope, pretty patterns adorning your skin. He would one hundred percent choose a color that looks great with your skin color, would tie you up in pretty patterns that have more romantic type names. It’s not really a dominating thing, he just thinks it’s beautiful, and believes that this is another way to deepen your connection. Submitting to someone fully with no worries and all of the trust in the world is something he thinks is a need in a relationship. Don’t worry, he’ll let you tie him up too. Trust goes both ways.

T-Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I don’t think he owns any toys at all at least for himself. I don’t see him as a big toy guy, if he has to jerk off he’s using his hand. Now on the other hand when you two start dating he will buy and keep some for you. And who knows maybe you’ll introduce him to a new type of pleasure by using toys on him. I feel like he’s the type to learn all he can about different toys after you express your interest in them, and tests which ones you like best. Will buy everything in the store ngl.