..wh-what If....... I Wrote This As A Shane Oneshot..................

sebastian x farmer dynamic ?!

idk if my favorite pairing with sebastian is black cat x golden retriever!farmer, where he always acts like they’re a pain in the ass but secretly loves and feeds off of their constant energy and upbeat demeanor, while the farmer loves pampering him with affection and support

or someone quiet and mysterious, just like him, who’s favorite pasttime is just spending chill time together even without saying a word, with frequent motorcycle rides out to the edge of the city, lighting up a cigarette in the dead of night, a true power couple that always radiates badass energy

hmmmmm… decisions, decisions…

I HAVE A CRUSH ON A BOY IN MY CLASS AND HES LIKE A YOUNG HARVEY I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE OH GOD ITS THE FIRST FUCKING DAY

this is black cat/orange cat behavior :D

:c

HARV 10 HEART SCENE WILLLL BE IN TCOD I PROMISE U NOW

Harvey.

Harvey, what were we doing there for 30 minutes.

Harvey. Harvey asnwer me Harvey this is important Harvey

(Harvey 10 heart event spoilers if anyone hasn't seen it yet and is only planning)

soft mornings with sam !

waking up together in a sun-warmed bed, legs tangled beneath cool blue sheets on a sparkling spring day, a light breeze fluttering through the curtains. you turn your cheek to see sam sleeping softly, arm draped across your waist. you smiled as you ran a hand softly through his fluffy blonde locks, unweighted by his usual hair gel and the burdens of the day to come.

slowly, he stirred awake, softly whining as he wrapped his arm tighter around you. “mmm, babe?…” his voice was so sweet, even when he was half-asleep.

you pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead, earning a small smile from him, pleased with your display of affection even while he was barely awake. he rubbed his eyes blearily, as though the vision of you laying next to him in his bed was still a part of his dream.

“good morning, sammy,” you said, holding his soft, boyish face in your hands.

“morning, pretty,” he said in an uncharacteristically gentle voice, turning his face to press a chaste kiss to your palm. he looked at you for a moment before falling back onto his pillow, staring at the ceiling and stretching his arms out above him. “ahhh, i can’t believe this is my life right now.”

you raised an eyebrow at that, propping yourself up on one elbow. “how do you mean?”

he looked up at you with a dreamy look in his baby blue eyes. “just…” he lifted himself up to match your height, grabbing your face with his other hand and hovering over you as he pressed you into the bed. “that i can do this whenever i want.”

your eyes slid shut as he pressed his soft lips to yours. it was a sweet kiss, with the hint of something more—one that ended much too soon.

“sam…” you breathed, now fully beneath him as he caged you in between his strong arms. you played with the hem of his white t-shirt, both of your chests heaving with the palpable tension of the moment.

“sam, come out for breakfast!”

he let out an exasperated groan as he collapsed into a devastated puddle in your arms, draping his much taller frame dramatically over your lap. “god damn it…” he muttered into the mattress.

you let out an amused giggle at his emotional reaction. “it’s okay, sammy.” you ran your hands down his back soothingly. “we have many more mornings like this ahead of us.”

his head immediately perked up at that, like a dog hearing the word ‘treat.’ “you mean it?" he asked with hopeful eyes.

a soft laugh escaped your lips before giving him a small, sweet kiss. "of course i mean it, fool."

thank you so much for reading! requests are always open~

the consequences of desire

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Song · 2019 · Duration 3:34

read it on ao3 here!

i moved to the valley in the spring. it was so full of life, and nothing like i remembered it. the people i met were kind - for the most part. this is exactly what i was looking for, i thought to myself. 

as i meandered around on my first day in town, i caught sight of him. clad in a forest green blazer and an orange… no, bronze tie, he sat on a bench in the park by the old, battered community center. i was tempted to approach him, but i didn’t dare. 

it’s true that i fall in love easily. my mother used to say i must have been blessed by aphrodite. it sounds great to fall in love like that, but the other part, the part no one considers, is the falling out of love. to feel my heart break over and over again was torture, so, before moving to the valley, i’d decided to lock my heart away, to keep her safe from harm.

so yes, i decided not to approach him out of a fear that i’d fall just as naturally as breathing. 

and it was easy, at first, to avoid him. he keeps weird hours, the doctor. so when i’d finally visited the saloon, on the first rainy day in the spring of my first year, the mayor asked me if i’d met everyone in town yet, i’d simply said no. i’d been busy. he’d understood, of course, but when he had asked me who i hadn’t met yet, i’d told him only to have him escort me to where he was sitting at the bar, sleeves rolled up, hair disheveled, and nursing a half-full glass of red wine.

“i’ll let the two of you get to know each other,” the mayor said with a smile before returning to the rancher sitting patiently at his table. 

i caught the attention of the barmaid and said “i’ll have what he’s having!” emily smiled and nodded before walking away. 

when i finally looked over at him, the doctor was already looking at me. watching me. he looked like he was running some calculations in his head.

i blushed before saying “what? do i have something in my teeth? oh, yoba, that’s so embarrassing!” 

he laughed quietly before shaking his head and saying “no. no. nothing like that. i was just trying to figure out why you hadn’t introduced yourself to me yet.”

my eyes widened and i stuttered out “i-i.. i’ve been busy! lots to do on that farm. i’m sure you’ve seen it. it’s hideous!” i paused and sighed before saying weakly, “no. no, not hideous. but. um. i’ve been busy. really.” 

“oh. okay. well, good, then. i was a bit worried you were avoiding me–oh my. how rude of me. i haven’t even asked your name yet. do forgive me, please,” he said before looking down at his glass.

i flushed before saying “um, i’m Calliope. it means ‘beautifully-voiced,’ but my singing is about as impressive as my farm is right now… anyways, my friends all call me calli. you can call me whichever you prefer!” i smiled, slightly embarrassed of how i’d just rambled on about my name’s etymology to the man who had figured out that i was avoiding him. “um.. what’s your name, doctor?”

“Calliope is a beautiful name. i’m Harvey, the local doctor. although i suppose you figured as much calling me ‘doctor’ and all. um. it’s lovely to finally meet you, calliope.” he smiled at me, and his moustache bristled against his upper lip. not that i noticed. i didn’t notice his moustache or his stocky fingers tracing the rim of his glass or how his forearms looked with his sleeves rolled up.

i didn’t notice even one of those attractive qualities. how could i have when i was captivated by his eyes. the way his thick glasses magnified his eyes just enough that i could see that his eyes weren’t brown, they were amber. amber, my new favorite color.

when i eventually pulled my eyes away, i felt… lonely. but this was the problem, wasn’t it? i couldn’t get to know Harvey because i couldn’t fall in love because i couldn’t get my heart broken again. so, in favor of protecting myself, despite my heart’s desires, i paid for my drink, got up from my stool, and said “good night, doctor.”

i thought i heard a disappointed sigh before he responded “good night, Calliope.”

on my third day in pelican town, i walked home in the rain, alone.

hi everybody!!! new fic alertttt!!! this is coopted from my original harv drabbles so worry not. more of that cutie pie to come ;)