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Breakin News !
We have a fresh ship in Stardew Valley !
its abivey!! ( Abigail x Harvey) and the pioneer role goes to @admiralsweko who also has a fic starring these two on ao3 if anyone is interested. I was asked to sketch something for this and it was my pleasure . !!! ;)
Hope this cheers you up , gurl! : *
If you can’t find fan art of your crack ship, then make it yourself. 🤷♀️
Want more Abivey? Check out my series chronicling their romance here:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Reference image and rambling under the cut
A Hand to Hold
Abigail x Harvey (Stardew Valley)
At the sink, he twisted the facet on. The steady drum of water flowing into the stainless steel basin drowned out further conversation. His back to her, Abigail watched him quietly as he rolled his sleeves up to his elbows with quick, practiced movements and briskly started washing his hands. Something about him was different, she noted with a curious tip of her head.
His jacket!
Absent was his familiar green suit coat, the one he always wore. Instead, he was clad in just a white, faintly wrinkled button-down shirt and tan trousers.
A strange twinge swelled within her, seeing him out of his usual wardrobe. It reminded her of when she was a child, and would happen upon one of her teachers outside of school. She’d always found it bizarre to imagine them with lives of their own outside of the interactions she had with them.
Reflecting on it, Abigail supposed the informality of his appearance shouldn’t have come as much of a surprise, considering the time of night. It clearly being after office hours, he must have been up in his apartment when she had been dropped off at the clinic.
The line of his shoulders shifted in a gentle rhythm as he scrubbed his hands, drawing her eye. Maybe it was seeing him out of his typical attire, but she couldn’t help noticing how broad his back looked as it flexed with the movement. That peculiar twinge morphed into a hum in her blood as something unfurled in her belly, flooding her system with a startling but pleasant rush.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
This is an entirely self indulgent fic I wrote for myself. You can read it too, if you want. 😆
Hey, I wrote that…
Red Dead Redemption 2
Arthur Morgan x Mina Hawthorne (OC)
The Heart Recognizes Home Chapter Masterlist
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Stardew Valley
A Hand to Hold (Abigail x Harvey "Abivey")
Tales from the Borderlands
This Piece of You (Saugust gift fic)
Rhyiona Week 2025 Series
Under the Ashes (Rhyiona) - Two Hearts Duology (18+)
Rhyiona Week 2023 Series
Rotten Work (Rhyiona)
On Company Time (Rhyiona)
Burn After Reading (Rhyiona) - Two Hearts Duology (18+)
Show-Off (Rhyiona)
Worries As Big As The Moon (Rhyiona)
Interested In Someone Else (Rhyiona)
Unexpected (Rhyiona)
You and I and the Air in Between
Abigail x Harvey (Stardew Valley)
It was as if a light had been turned on behind her eyes as she glanced up at him. “Well, you know, if you’re not in a rush to get back to the clinic, I could show you around a bit. Take you on a tour, point out some of my favorite places.”
As surprising as the invitation was, the obvious enthusiasm with which she held such a prospect was what truly caught him off guard. Nonplussed, he hesitated, his mind going blank for an appropriate response. “Oh, uh, I… um…”
“But, I mean, if you’re busy…” she mumbled quietly, her gaze sliding away. Even as she supplied him with the chance to refuse gracefully, something seemed to shutter closed within her like a curtain being drawn.
“I– I have the afternoon off,” he blurted, compelled to speak before the thought had registered in his brain. Her attention snapped back to him, hope shining like a beacon in her eyes. Swallowing, he glanced at his shoes, then pasted on a rueful smile. “Although, I’m not sure I’m dressed appropriately for anything too adventurous.”
Seeming to take the statement as an appeal for a second opinion, she tipped her head to the side as she scanned his standard professional attire of trousers, button-down shirt with tie, and suit jacket. He was struck by the lingering quality of her perusal, the feeling of her attention born solely upon him awakening an absurd need to fidget. Once she met his eye again, her mouth curved into a laconic half smile.
“I wouldn’t worry about it, doc,” she reassured him sweetly. “You look good to me.”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
My favorite crack ship got a sequel, this time from Harvey's POV! I intend to chronicle their romance into a little series, so if you're interested, please check it out!
Credit for divider to @strangergraphics
Header photo sourced from Pinterest
