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Stardew Valley RP Starter
Flynn lift his arms high over his head and pulled his warm muscles towards the sky. A head tilt to one side, then the other, and he let his arms drop before bouncing a few times on his toes.
Winter was finally over, and Spring came in with all sorts of warm cool sunrises and green leaves. The fragrance of wet dirt was attempting to coax flora out from the depths and the clouds were slowly melting for a foggy grey to fluffy white among cyan-blue.
Flynn soaked up the pink rays that make its way over the sleep town. He really wanted to get his day going, but the store didn’t open up for a few hours yet, so he put on running shoes and wanted to find out where the beach was.
Even with Miranda’s simple instructions–take a right at town square and head south–Flynn ended up in waist-high weeds and tripped over a series of tree stumps as he stumbled out of the woods.
Onto… a farm? It looked like a farm, or maybe it was supposed to be one? He wasn’t sure, but there was a house. That was a good sign. Flynn stumbled up to the farmhouse and knocked heavily on the door.
Maybe if he were lucky, he’d come across a helpful farmer that could steer this dumbass in the right direction.
@honeysuckle-farm
Jesse was reading a book when he heard the knock. If he was going to get the hang of this farming thing, he had to do the proper research. You’d think that spending all those summers with Gramps would be enough, but Jess was never a great listener.
His dog, Cheif, barked at the sound. Jesse gave the German Shepard a pat on the head to calm him, then went to open the door.
It wasn’t anyone he knew, then again he only knew Marnie’s family, the mayor and Robin.
“Howdy stranger!” He greeted. “What brings you round these parts?”
Flynn pulled back from the door to not crowd the dog, but didn’t appear afraid of the big breed. In fact, it made him smiles. “Hi-owdy,” he adapted his greeting on the fly to match the farmer’s. “Howdy stranger, I’m sorry to bother you before mid-morning but it appears as though I have found myself in a pickle.”
His eyes kept training to the dog, glinting with happiness until he became utterly distracted. “And howdy to you, too, wonderful guard dog. What is your name?”
“That’s Cheif. Marnie found him and gave him to me. He’s not really a guard dog, just a farm pup in general.” Jesse told him, smiling. Cheif stepped forwards and sniffed the stranger’s hand. “How can I help you out?”
Flynn held out his hand for sniffing. “Marnie?” he asked, looking up. “Who’s that?” he stood properly and propped his fist on his hip. “I haven’t really met anyone but Mayor Lewis and the, uh, shopkeep guy... Paris or something? His daughter has purple hair. You know him?”
Stardew Valley RP Starter
Flynn lift his arms high over his head and pulled his warm muscles towards the sky. A head tilt to one side, then the other, and he let his arms drop before bouncing a few times on his toes.
Winter was finally over, and Spring came in with all sorts of warm cool sunrises and green leaves. The fragrance of wet dirt was attempting to coax flora out from the depths and the clouds were slowly melting for a foggy grey to fluffy white among cyan-blue.
Flynn soaked up the pink rays that make its way over the sleep town. He really wanted to get his day going, but the store didn’t open up for a few hours yet, so he put on running shoes and wanted to find out where the beach was.
Even with Miranda’s simple instructions–take a right at town square and head south–Flynn ended up in waist-high weeds and tripped over a series of tree stumps as he stumbled out of the woods.
Onto… a farm? It looked like a farm, or maybe it was supposed to be one? He wasn’t sure, but there was a house. That was a good sign. Flynn stumbled up to the farmhouse and knocked heavily on the door.
Maybe if he were lucky, he’d come across a helpful farmer that could steer this dumbass in the right direction.
@honeysuckle-farm
Jesse was reading a book when he heard the knock. If he was going to get the hang of this farming thing, he had to do the proper research. You’d think that spending all those summers with Gramps would be enough, but Jess was never a great listener.
His dog, Cheif, barked at the sound. Jesse gave the German Shepard a pat on the head to calm him, then went to open the door.
It wasn’t anyone he knew, then again he only knew Marnie’s family, the mayor and Robin.
“Howdy stranger!” He greeted. “What brings you round these parts?”
Flynn pulled back from the door to not crowd the dog, but didn’t appear afraid of the big breed. In fact, it made him smiles. “Hi-owdy,” he adapted his greeting on the fly to match the farmer’s. “Howdy stranger, I’m sorry to bother you before mid-morning but it appears as though I have found myself in a pickle.”
His eyes kept training to the dog, glinting with happiness until he became utterly distracted. “And howdy to you, too, wonderful guard dog. What is your name?”
Stardew Valley RP Starter
Flynn lift his arms high over his head and pulled his warm muscles towards the sky. A head tilt to one side, then the other, and he let his arms drop before bouncing a few times on his toes.
Winter was finally over, and Spring came in with all sorts of warm cool sunrises and green leaves. The fragrance of wet dirt was attempting to coax flora out from the depths and the clouds were slowly melting for a foggy grey to fluffy white among cyan-blue.
Flynn soaked up the pink rays that make its way over the sleep town. He really wanted to get his day going, but the store didn’t open up for a few hours yet, so he put on running shoes and wanted to find out where the beach was.
Even with Miranda’s simple instructions–take a right at town square and head south–Flynn ended up in waist-high weeds and tripped over a series of tree stumps as he stumbled out of the woods.
Onto… a farm? It looked like a farm, or maybe it was supposed to be one? He wasn’t sure, but there was a house. That was a good sign. Flynn stumbled up to the farmhouse and knocked heavily on the door.
Maybe if he were lucky, he’d come across a helpful farmer that could steer this dumbass in the right direction.
@honeysuckle-farm
Stardew Valley RP Starter
Flynn lift his arms high over his head and pulled his warm muscles towards the sky. A head tilt to one side, then the other, and he let his arms drop before bouncing a few times on his toes.
Winter was finally over, and Spring came in with all sorts of warm cool sunrises and green leaves. The fragrance of wet dirt was attempting to coax flora out from the depths and the clouds were slowly melting for a foggy grey to fluffy white among cyan-blue.
Flynn soaked up the pink rays that make its way over the sleep town. He really wanted to get his day going, but the store didn’t open up for a few hours yet, so he put on running shoes and wanted to find out where the beach was.
Even with Miranda’s simple instructions--take a right at town square and head south--Flynn ended up in waist-high weeds and tripped over a series of tree stumps as he stumbled out of the woods.
Onto... a farm? It looked like a farm, or maybe it was supposed to be one? He wasn’t sure, but there was a house. That was a good sign. Flynn stumbled up to the farmhouse and knocked heavily on the door.
Maybe if he were lucky, he’d come across a helpful farmer that could steer this dumbass in the right direction.
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❤ : Where on their body is your muse most sensitive? ✿ : Has your muse ever had sex before? ☜ : Does your muse like to top? ☞ : Does your muse like to bottom? ∀ : Your muse’s favorite position? ☺ : How often does your muse masturbate? ☂ : How long does it take your muse to hit climax, usually? ✌ : Is your muse good with their hands? ♡ : Does your muse have any birthmarks or scars they get embarrassed about others seeing? Á : Is your muse loud in bed? ⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks? ☌ : Would/does your muse have any special piercings anywhere? Would they get some? ♥ : Does your muse like to cuddle after sex? Anything else for aftercare?
👅-Would they rather give or receive oral sex? 👠-Do they watch pornography? If so, what kind? 💋-Do they use tongue when they kiss? 😈-Favorite sex position? 👎🏻-What is an absolute deal breaker in the bedroom? 🐶-Favorite pet name they like to be called? 👄-Do they swallow? 👙-Favorite outfit in the bedroom? 💦-Best place for their partner to cum on/in? 🌶-Most sensitive place on their body? 👑-Daddy kink, yes or no? 💍-Ever had an affair? 🏢-Most public place they’ve had sex, or would like to have sex? 🍒-When and how did they lose their virginity, if they have?
I’m going to answer some asks that no one asked because... character development!
coffee asks ☕️
caramel macchiato: art or science museums?
Tough call, but probably science. It’s an expansion of the mind rather than interpretive pieces. Flynn dabbles in painting, but he loves the idea of learning about the universe more than brush strokes.
lavender lemonade: favorite summer activity?
Flynn loves to go for long distance runs. Most of the time he ends up doing more miles than he intended because he has no sense of direction and gets lost. His marathon runs are not always on purpose.
honeydew latte: what was your favorite fruit as a kid?
Probably grapes. They were easy to transport with, didn’t involve prep, and they are a precursor to wine.
white rose: favorite flower and it’s meaning?
Flynn is town between the springtime bursts of fragrance that comes from the many-colored variety of lilac trees, and mid-summer scents of lavender (and the bonus of lavender-lemon tea!)
butterscotch: would you rather stay home or go out with friends?
Go out with friends. Flynn adores people, finds them fascinating. He hates being alone, it means he has to think.
mint tea: what’s your comfort movie/tv show?
Flynn has never been one to sit in front of the television for long. If anything, he might pop up some music or news program on stocks on his laptop, or he’ll enjoy the occasional Broadway (he loves darker themed shows like Phantom of the Opera’s Love Never Dies and Jekyll & Hyde)
horchata: first band/artist/song that got you into your favorite music genre?
If there was a Stardew equivalent of AC/DC, that would be his jam.
americano: do you prefer iced or hot drinks?
Hot coffee. All the time. Every day. He’s addicted and doesn’t register the scorching heat anymore.
toddy: have you done any sports or been in any clubs? which ones?
Flynn was a decent swimmer and long distance runner. In college, he met Miranda on the track team. He continues to participate in marathons now and again.
cappuccino: what’s the most important thing in a relationship?
Are they hot? Do they smell nice even after a long day? Flynn is shallow and not good at romantic relationships.
Friendships are far and few between, often met with a common business goal or an investment. Miranda is one of the few that has stuck around and Flynn is very grateful for their decade of friendship, even if he has a horrible time of showing it.
mocha blender: do you prefer linen or satin?
Faux fur, silk, velvet... Flynn likes to FEEL luxurious when he’s in bed, and therefore he has a nest of all sorts of blankets. Linen or satin? All of the above.
espresso: how much energy do you normally have?
SO MUCH ENERGY! It’s probably his make, keeps people at bay, but he loves getting involved with everything and everyone. He lives off of coffee and wine until he crashes and burns and Miranda has to pick up the pieces.
dark roast: have you ever been to an amusement park? which one?
Sure he has. They’re fun for a date or get together; not Flynn’s first choice but he won’t turn it down.
columbian: hiking or white water rafting?
Hiking. Like with running, it lets him see parts of the world he can’t when stuck behind a computer screen or looking down at concrete sidewalks. It also keeps his mind occupied just enough that he can relax his guard without turning it off completely.
french vanilla: the hobby you’ve been doing the longest?
Running, next to swimming. Art is a newer hobby; he enjoys using gouache paints once he realized he sucked at watercolors.
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Finally completed Elliot! Nothing like fresh morning air on the beach to get the day started. Please don’t re-post!
Springtime in the valley
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im love them all……….
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