[angelprompts]

❣️                             SOFT   INTERACTIONS  !

send  one  of  these  in  to  see  my  muse’s  reaction  (  add “ +reverse”  for  my  muse  to  do  the  action  to  yours ) .

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower .

[ slow dance ]  for  your  muse  to  ask  my  muse  to  slow  dance .

[ gift ]  for  your  muse  to  surprise  my muse  with  a  gift  ( & bonus if you add what the fit is ) .

[ homemade gift ]  for  your  muse  to  make  my  muse  a  gift    ( & bonus if you add what the fit is ) .

[ serenade ]  for  your  muse  to  sing  to  my  muse .

[ embrace ]  for  your  muse  to  pull  my  muse  into  a  tight  embrace .

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face .

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose .

[ date? ]  for  your  muse  to  ask  my  muse  to  go  on  a  date .

[ confess ]  for  your  muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  my  muse .

[ sleepy ]  for  your  muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  my  muse’s  lap .

[meetmeinthevalley]

FLUFF SENTENCE STARTERS

CONVERSATIONS :

let’s run away together.  —  where would we go?  —  anywhere. i’m tired of this life.

i love you.  —  i love you, too.

should we hold hands?  — sure.

i could listen to you laugh all day.  —  good, because i’m hilarious.

you know, people are going to think we’re a couple if we keep this up.  —  fine by me.

you love me?  —  so much.

you don’t mind me touching you there, right?  —  not at all.

can i kiss you?  —  please.

don’t give me those eyes. how am i supposed to say no now?  —  that’s the point.

wait, is that my shirt?  —  maybe.

i’m glad you’re here.  —  me too.

i love you. i know i say it all the time, but i can’t help myself.  —  i don’t mind.

have you seen my hoodie?  —  no.  — you’re wearing it, aren’t you?  —  yeah.

you’ve kissed me like fifty times today.  —  and?

you come here often?  —  well, i work here. so i think i’d have to say yes.

maybe if i kiss you, you’ll feel warmer.  —  it’s worth a shot.

your hair is so soft.  —  it’s pantene.

i’ve never fallen in love before… what’s it like?  —  amazing.

tell me all about you.  —  what do you want to know? — anything. everything.

you always duck away when you smile.  —  no i don’t.

are we on a date right now?  —  only if you want it to be a date.

just five more minutes.  —  you’ve said that four times.

i love you. do you love me?  —  absolutely.

go with me?  —  as long as you hold my hand.

i think i’m in love with you.  —  no shit. me too.

are you flirting with me?  —  you finally noticed?

Keep reading

[stardewnice]

[southernbound]

Muses that were born and raised in Pelican Town : Sebastian, Abigail, Penny, Maru. Abigail is the oldest, followed closely by Sebastian, then Maru, then Penny. **this changes depending on who I’m writing with** Muses that came in later: Haley ( for two years as of Year 1, going on her third year living there ), and Sam, who has lived there for four years - going on his fifth as if Year 1.

[southernbound]

[ kiss ] (seb)

@stardewmusician

Sam’s house was good for feeling at home, even when practicing in his room with the door closed. Usually, family was on the other side of it. Jodi’s been like another mother to Sebastian since he first met Sam, and he was there to watch Vincent grow up. Jodi knew his favorite foods, always made sure there was a place at her table for him, and.. made him feel more like this was his family. The feelings were never outright expressed - his feelings were his own personal business, and honestly the last thing he needed was Jodi and Robin to be talking about him when he isn’t in ear-shot, but none the less - he does hope the sentiment is there. Other times though, especially at the age they’re at, reasonable privacy was needed. That’s where Seb’s basement came in. Despite going out of his way to avoid his parents, turns out being stuck in a basement at the top of a mountain that’s across the house from where the rest of the famliy’s rooms were did the trick. No one really came down to bother him, it was all but sound proof, and there was liberty to do what you wanted. That’s what’s lead Sam and Sebastian here tonight, on his bed watching their favorite comic-series turned TV-series, eating pizza, chugging soda, and blazing out with a shared blunt. Basically, the usual Friday night. “I’m jus’ sayin’! You know how to shut me up!” Sam chimes after Seb tells him to can it ( abet wearing a smirk on his face ). It hasn’t been the first time Sebastian’s heard it, nor would it be the last. Being friends for so long, it’s hard to tell if that’s an open invitation to close the tension such a phase created, or if it was playful flirting that ran wild among friends and comfortable company. Flirting was nothing new - which was why Seb hesitated to look too deep into it.  “I can think of a few.” Seb retorts, grabbing the blunt from between Sam’s lips to take it for his own, taking a deep inhale. Honestly, it’s to buy his time giving an answer to what they were - he’s got to think of them. “Gonna kiss and tell already?” A roll of his eyes, holding in the smoke in his lungs. His hand reaches over, grabbing Sam’s chin and bringing his head to Sebastian’s, exhaling a shotgun for Sam to take in before doing exactly just that - lips pressing to Sam’s with the remnants of grey expired through his nose. “I told you. I’m more of a show and tell.”

[southernbound]

stardewmusician​:

                        𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒,   𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓   &   𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃   𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒   𝐎𝐍   𝐀𝐍   𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐄   𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂   𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀   –   bright,   oceanic   blue   peer   between   somewhere   in   the   room   (   admiring   colors,   details,   anything   that   seemed   new   to   familiarize   himself   with   )   &   the   beholder,   his   friend   sitting   still   at   the   computer,   typing   away   (   not   that   Sam   minded   –   it   was   soothing,   he   knew   how   important   work   was   to   Sebastian   .   .   .   dare   he   even   say,   the   soft   tapping   of   the   keyboard   lulls   &   relaxes   him,   if   he   listens   close   enough   in   the   comfortable   silence   they   share   ),   soft,   hoarse   humming   within   his   throat,   legs   stretched   out   on   black   sofa,   leaning   back   &   to   the   side   comfortably,   his   arms   propped   up.  

                        ❝   Hey   now,   it’s   free   soda,   &   besides,   you   mean,   like,   A   LOT   more   to   me   than   soda,   ❞   His   arms   come   together,   hands   overlapping   one   another   &   doing   a   sharp   outward   motion,   denying   the   implication,   truthful   &   honest.   He   shifts   in   his   seat,   the   smile   still   bearing   cheek   -   to   -   cheek,   beaming   &   shining,   kicking   his   legs   off   &   opening   the   spot   beside   him,   tip   of   his   tongue   exposing,   teeth   baring   down   on   it   in   a   teasing   manner,   letting   go   &   nudging   his   shoulder   over   against   Sebastian   playfully.   Cue   the   damnest   look   on   his   face,   with   big,   wide   pleading   eyes   &   his   smile   softening   –   charming,   teasing,   INNOCENT.      ❝   Awww,   babes,   are   you   jealous?   Of   some   soda?   I   PROMISE   you’re   still   my   favorite,   ❞

                        The   pause   in   between,   a   dark   blonde   brow   raising   &   falling,   his   head   tilting   to   the   side.   His   shoulder   rises   &   falls   swiftly,   a   small   scrunch   in   his   nose   as   he   contemplates,   his   head   moving   side   -   to   -   side   in   uncertainty.   ❝   Swearsies,   I’ve   been   a   good   boy.   Still   doin’   some   community   service   though   from   my   last   stunt.   I   think   I’ve   been   behaving   pretty   good   since   then,   at   least,   ❞   A   small   roll   of   his   eyes.   ❝   You   make   it   sound   like   I’m   committing   a   crime.   ❞

     Sam can flash those baby blues all he wants - Seb’s not his mother, and he isn’t so weak to those glimmering gems ( as far as he knows anyway ) . Still, it doesn’t stop the roll of dark eyes at the absurd suggestion that there is an ounce of envy over a carbonated drink. Especially one that has been at the bottom of a lake for fuck knows how long, probably dropped in by Shane himself.      “Uh huh. You’re full of shit.” Sebastian says, though Sam of all people would be able to detect the affection behind his monotone, even earning a tug at the corner of his lips. But is Sam full of shit with his first delication that Seb is secure in his status above soda - or about being a good boy and not collecting more hours for commune? It’s anyone’s guess. Sebastian takes the seat next to him though, shoving against him as he lands on his couch with intent before grabbing his bong, lighter, and weed. Guests smoke first. He offers it to Sam once its packed. It’s only polite (( though the same offer would be extended anywhere else )). “You’re going to get sick off that shit one day. You’re not a goat.. Pretty sure anyway.” That last bit is added a little quieter than the last.      “Seriously. You doing okay?” He asks more direct in meaning. With Kent still being gone.. he likes to make sure he knows how Sam is holding up.

[southernbound]

Making that quiet grumpy noise at first when feeling someone ruffling his hair before peering out from his hair with that light snort, Sam at it again when coming by and messing with him in that friendly manner even to get a chance of ruffling his hair too. Though making that light fussing motion of his sleeve covered hand to bat at Sam's hand and looking like something out of a horror movie when he stared at his friend there though that light smile could be seen if one looked close at him there.

"Hey Sam... you bored and decided to check up on me...? Even to ruffle said friend's hair when stopping by...?? Pfft." taking a breath before attempting to blow the hair out of his face with little success and shaking his head of how he probably looked, "If I had red spots in my hair, I'd probably look like a Void Chicken from this... with a Golden Chicken being right in front of me so to speak. Heh..." giving that slow tilt of his head when hiding that dust of color that was forming on his face at this point from trying to make a joke there.

Oh, Sam knew messing with Sebastian could earn him a scathing glare, a rough elbow, or some other way of making someone back off from his personal space - but Sam’s long since, in his opinion, earned the right to mess with his best boy. Seb would forgive him - he always did. Dark spikes were tossed and turned, his uneven cut completely undone before he leaps back in retreat.- once being batted at, of course. “Bored? Nah. This is a rescue mission.” He fingerguns towards Seb, walking backwards to throw himself back on the other’s dark couch. “Been like four days since I’ve seen you - I thought you were a goner for sure!” A dramatic sigh, a hand over his heart. “I knew if I didn’t come save you soon, it might be too late. We need to have some fun.” Take a damn break from work.

[southernbound]

penny and maru’d be cute af tho.

[southernbound]

also this is how i wrote the characters until development changes things - sam as a little thing for penny, though he doesn’t do anything about it due to feeling like when and if his dad returns to war, they’ll be relocated again. sam has moved A LOT in his young life and he doesn’t want to hurt himself or others because of his family always being on the move thanks to his dad’s job. i also ship him with seb though that’s more discussed between muns than a default. penny has a big thing for sam but hasn’t built up the confidence to put herself out there and let him know. sebastian has had a crush on Abigail for a while. sam is his best friend, once again, open to shipping them. also he’s polyam.  Abigail is oblivious to Sebastian’s crush on her, thinking if something was going to happen between them it would’ve happened by now. if presented with that he liked her, she’d take time to reflect on her own feelings about him a little harder. she’s polyam. She’s also had a thing for Emily. haley has EXTREME heart-eyes for alex and doesn’t really look at anyone else. however, my personal favorite ship is her and elliott thanks to writing this with a friend after her and alex don’t work out and she gets to move on. open to other ships; this is just her default headspace.

maru doesn’t have an interest in anyone, largely due to her father - behind the scenes, preventing anyone from getting too close to her.

all characters are on the lgbtqia spectrum. 

[moretrashyrpmemes]

Touch Starved Meme

My muse is touch starved, send one for your muse to-

❤️ - Hug my muse from behind 👏 - Ruffle my muse’s hair ✋️ - Hold my muse’s hand 💪 - Pick my muse up 👆- playfully poke my muse ✍️ - Write something on my muse 💋 - Kiss my muse on the cheek 😏 - Playfully headbutt my muse 😝 - Lick my muse 😙 - Cover my muse in multiple kisses 🖐 - Give my muse a backrub 💤 - Cuddle up to my muse 😶 - Quietly lean against my muse 👃- Boop my muse on the nose ✊️- Playfully punch my muse 🙌 - Playfully shove my muse 😖 - Bury their face in my muse’s chest

[meridia-q]

[southernbound]

@stardewmusician : sends me an ask for penny me currently : sobbing about her

[southernbound]

“Guess who’s drunk?” ( for penny !! )

@stardewmusician

     My mother? That was her first thought just hearing the word ‘drunk’. It was at the usual hour she was at the saloon, and it wasn’t unheard of that she would be drinking before she even got there. But her brain caught up before she spoke, noting the way Sam spoke - the tone in his voice and how he carried his words. Seems he was the one that was drunk. An exhale escapes her nose, keeping the level of composure she always does. After all - she’s had years of practice when handling those who weren’t sober

“I can probably take a guess. Did you have fun at the saloon?” She asks, figuring he was likely playing pool with Sebastian or video games with Abigail. Sam and her mother couldn’t be compared when it came to their drunken level, but it was difficult not to default to a parental figure when he was - especially since, well - he could be easily distracted like one until he eventually passed out. It’s just what she’s used to, and the role she’s fit in. Maybe she should prepare him some food and some water to help him sober up?

[southernbound]

@stardewmusician

[ run ] ++ ( seb c: )

True to his word.. Sebastian did show up that night. Work was saved, a two hour hike down to the town from his home up in the mountains, and he’s at Sam’s window. He’s spared the attempt to spook his best friend this time, largely on account he’d already mentioned it through text. If he did it now, it’d be predictable. Scare takes an element of surprise. Always dependable, Sam let him in, heated up left overs already waiting for him as he climbs through his window. He had to admit.. despite being in his mid twenties now, there was a charm and nostalgia to the small things like sneaking around like teenagers rebelling against curfew. Though.. in Sam’s case, that still may be true. They stay up a bit longer, despite the unholy hour it already was. It was too late to play music, but they did go over character sheets for the next DND game they had scheduled in the coming week. Abigail wanted to join in... he wasn’t really a more the merrier type, but this was a rare exception. Exhaustion did start to kick in though after an after-midnight smoke break. Sleeping over was generally a non-issue.. but Seb appreciates it still when Sam puts out the offer. It’s accepted. Sam leaves briefly to take a shower, and despite being on the verge of sleep when he finally shows back up, the weight on the bed stirs him to check on his best friend. “Your hairs gettin’ longer.” He observes with a yawn, fingers reaching out to move through damp, sun-kissed strands as Sam settles in. Most the time he sees him, it’s already gelled and spiked and ready for the day. Sam takes to cozying right against him in response, saying something Seb doesn’t quite catch but doesn’t ask for him to repeat himself. Easily one of the most affectionate guys he knows.. if his body language is anything to go by, it’s probably something along those lines anyway. He’s drifting off now, fingers still combing back Sam’s hair without a thought, only coming to a slow stop when sleep finally takes him, resting by his best friend.

[southernbound]

Raising a brow at this when she said that and staying quiet for a moment while looking as if he shut off like his computer monitor would before restarting, figuring that those numerous days and nights he spent making things for himself was showing after thinking about it now. Looking off to the side with that light dust of color on his cheeks when finally making a quiet noise before saying something finally, "Thanks... I guess, pays to have a mom that taught well whenever she leave for work and stuff... least it be an improvement compared to my earlier times thankfully. Lightly burnt or whatever but I still try to eat it if were, that was a long time ago so that's alright." covering it with that usual dismissive manner whenever he speak of the past though it be in a light manner before moving along and finding it somewhat nice that something he did turned out good without much issue.

@rebelliousloner

It wasn’t that Abigail was picky about food - she’d just never expected Sebastian to have any way in the kitchen. She always imagined him getting food on the go, something quick to grab before slithering back to the basement of his home, avoiding his parents and sister as much as sunlight itself. She takes another bite, making herself quite comfortable and cozy on his couch as she watched him fidget with his computer monitor. “It’s so hard imagining your mom a cook. That feels more like Dem’s territory, being all super scientific about it too. You should make me food more often.” She teases that last night.

[southernbound]

Penny Headcanon’s found Here

cw ; alcoholism

[southernbound]

Maru Headcanons found Here