#sdv fandom

[somnen1ya]

- Holy shit, two cakes!!😋

[ghostislonely]

Stardew Valley Custom Portraits pt. 2 <3

[myaccountisfandomcrap]

Harvey misses the farmer terribly when they are gone ~

[daftdrac]

Hey, stardew valley fandom, when are you gonna fucking mature and admit the only reason you hate Clint is fatphobia.

"oh he's a creep!!! He stalks Emily!!! He's sooo weird!!! He's an incel!!"

Ok so where's the stalking. Because if you're talking about the 1 (ONE) cutscene where he WAS GOING TO CONFESS and chickened out, then you're wrong. That's not stalking. You know what stalking is? Hiding in bushes and listening in on conversations ON PURPOSE. oh wow that sure sounds a lot like WHAT THE FARMER DOES IN HALF THE FUCKING HEART EVENTS EVER. you don't hate him because he's a "stalker" because then you'd hate the farmer, so that's out of the question.

What about him being a creep? Surely this one is a real accusation with some substance behind it, maybe he's super obsessive over Emily or something- oh wait no. You're wrong, again. He actually shows that he's willing to move on from Emily in his dialogue where he questions if he should get a computer to try and find an online girlfriend. "Ew but that's such incel behavior!!" Dating apps. Think about dating apps for three seconds. You make an online profile and find someone to date through the Internet. His idea is actively NO worse than any dating app ever. In fact this dialogue shows more good about him than bad because he is 1) trying to move on from Emily somewhat, and 2) is willing to actually put in EFFORT to find a woman who likes him instead of harassing one who doesn't (which makes him the opposite of an incel). "Oh but his dialogue about Emily is so weird!!" Ok, if you can't understand why he says the things he does, let me go through them for you:

If anything, this one is cute. He thinks there's a disaster happening and he's worried about his crush and wants to keep her safe. Next.

?? He's literally just wondering. He has a crush on Emily, he wonders if she'd be interested in dancing with him. If THIS is a dialogue you have a problem with, I'm concerned for how you think crushes work.

So, this one is a little ridiculous. I get it. You might think this makes him sound like those creepy guys at the bar who always think girls who are uninterested are playing hard to get. But he's not doing that. He's not saying "oh my yoba this means she's in love with me!!!" He's simply overthinking a simple action: something everyone with a crush ever has done at some point or another. "Omg they smiled at me when I walked by do they like me back?? Omgomgomg" is like. A basic 'having a crush' experience.

That's literally all his dialogue about Emily I could find on the Stardew wiki, other than when he awkwardly congratulates the farmer for getting with her if you give her a bouquet. Which is also fair, because if someone who knew you liked a person started dating them, you'd also be a little disheartened. That's his long time crush, guys, cut him some slack.

"that's not what's creepy, what's creepy is that he still says all that stuff even after you date/marry Emily!!" Im actually so baffled by this one. I see it a lot and it just blows my mind that you guys can't think for three seconds why that might be. Take this issue up with ConcernedApe??? Like. It's not Clint's fault the developer didn't want to go through the effort of adding more dialogue that he'd have to SPECIFICALLY tailor to only show up when the player is dating/married to Emily. LITERALLY yell at ConcernedApe if this is such a problem with you, I'm sorry the videogame NPC built with code can't just randomly become sentient and make up its own dialogue so as to not be a "creep". Like what the fuck is wrong with you, actually.

Im sooo sick of the "Clint is a creep!" Narrative because he is literally the opposite.

He specifically doesn't go see the mermaid show even though he thinks it would help him calm down because he's SCARED THEY'RE GOING TO THINK HES BEING A CREEP. Clint is so so terrified of being perceived as a creep. That is literally the last thing he wants, ever.

"oh, but why would he be so concerned about it if he wasn't a creep?!?" Because he's socially awkward, middle aged, and fat. And EVERYONE always thinks those kinds of men are creeps. He's scared of being STEREOTYPED. AND YOU GUYS ARE STEREOTYPING HIM.

Onto my final point: You guys hating him is a blatant tell of your internalized fatphobia and ableism. Fatphobia first:

Every single Clint "fix" mod for sprites, portraits, even his character in general, changes his body type. They either make him a fucking twink or a huge muscled up man. If his weight WASNT what bothered you guys, then why the fuck are y'all changing it? Like actually. This is fucked up.

Alright, now ableism: the OTHER reason y'all hate this guy is his social awkwardness. There's zero doubt about it because I've HEARD people complain explicitly about this one. You call him weird and creepy because he doesn't know how to interact with people. You immediately jump to blaming and judging him for something he can't control; the way I see it, Clint could very well have anxiety, OCD, or be autistic. Anxiety and OCD because of how scared he seems to be of being perceived as a creep. He gets too scared to confess to Emily and doesn't let himself enjoy the mermaid show because he's scared. This could very well stop him from having positive social relationships because of his fear of being stereotyped. My argument for autism is that he doesn't seem too keen on social interaction in the first place; he speaks very bluntly ("don't you have work to do?" "You should upgrade your tools. I could use the money") and largely brushes the farmer off until you have a decent amount of hearts with him. He sits with Willy in the saloon, but they don't appear to speak to each other. He's either socially awkward because he doesn't like being social a whole lot or because his fear is holding him back. Both of which are completely reasonable things that can be helped by people acknowledging these issues and supporting him instead of literally bullying him for them.

I SWEAR to all that is holy, if I see one more "no one saw clints special shoes XD" meme I'm going to lose it. How would you feel if you dressed up for a special occasion and no one in your entire town- let alone the people you call friends- noticed. It would feel like shit. So leave him BE oh my GODS.

You can dislike whatever characters you want. I have no say in that and no right to tell you who you should or shouldn't like. But I do think you should examine what exactly your reason is for being such a cunt to this guy. Genuinely. Cause I think a LOT of you are gonna find some internalized fatphobia or stereotypes you still have to deconstruct.

EDIT: this post has been very well received so far and this was a thought I had while writing the post but, I thought I'd ask here. Do you think I should make this into a mini video-essay? Obviously not all of the Stardew fandom is on Tumblr and I do want this message to get as far as possible because the Clint hate is so dumb, and sometimes people really just need a wake up call.

[shreddies-scribbles]

slow days in the clinic 📑🩺

[hirvi]

Haley fell asleep while soaking up the sun of the Ginger island🌻

[thebluester2020]

Blue... Blue.... Alex and the squirting farmer did something.... Can i ask for the other male's reactions to that :3 pwease

SDV Bachelors x Farmer Who Squirts

Summary: How the bachelors react to a farmer who squirts for the first time. Warning(s): S M U T, Sam being a bit of a horndog / perv, Munch Elliot and Sebastion (it's my favorite headcanons of them and I'm dying on that hill), Shane being a bit of a dom, Harvey being a slight sub. Side note(s): I love it when y'all have big-brained ideas 💙

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

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Elliot

Oddly confident?

I imagine he has a diverse collection of books. Erotica is definitely on his bookshelf somewhere so mentions of a girl (or guy) squirting aren't uncommon to him. In his mind? You squirting is a sign that he's doing something good and he would take pride in it.

So follow the vision, the two of you have been dating for a while and you finally work up the nerve to stay over at his cabin for the night just to spend some more time with him, as well as hear the waves at night.

One moment Elliot was reading to you, steadily getting to a particular spicy scene in the novel, and the next?

His head was in between your thighs slurping and sucking at your clit.

♡ - In the silence of Elliot's cabin, lewd squelching and feverous moaning could be heard.

What started as a simple visit. Elliot had sent you a letter that he had received a new book in the mail and wished to read it with you, a simple and impromptu date night that steadily turned more sensual as your lover continued to read.

Mentions of the woman in the novel being touched by her lover...his fingers slowly trailing up her legs until they reached her twitching sex before the man's fingers teased her folds, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as he fingered her to orgasm. You hadn't realized you were panting like a bitch in heat until Elliot teasingly mentioned the redness in your cheeks, questioning if you wanted to recreate the scene.

You couldn't imagine a scenario where you said no.

"Ah~! Elliot, oh fuck..." You moaned, your hands gripping onto Elliot's hair for dear life as he sucked and kissed at your clit, hums of appreciation escaping his glistening lips as his fingers teased your entrance.

Alone, his tongue proved his skill in pleasuring you. The whispered words of his love told to none other than your pussy as if it were capable of talking back to him, but, you oh so desperately wanted him to touch and scratch that itch inside of you. "You're twitching so much my love..." Elliot said, pressing one more kiss to your bud before he kissed up your thigh until he reached your calf.

"Elliot..." You whispered, teary-eyed and begging much to his amusement.

He leaned forward with a smirk, caging you in with his body as his free hand traveled back down to your pussy. "Yes~?" He smirked.

"N-Need you..."

"You already have me dear, what more can I give you."

Your blush only increased as your eyes looked away from his from both embarrassment and to gesture to the hand that was touching you everywhere but where you needed your lover the most. "T-There..."

"Your pussy? Aren't I already doing that?"

You pouted. "N-Need you...inside..." When his brown rose with that slow rising smile of his, your sex-dazed brain quickly remembered its manners as you whispered a shy 'Please' to him. And, without further convincing, Elliot's fingers plunged into your pussy, tearing a moan from the confines of your throat as your hands gripped the pillow behind you.

Elliot pressed sensual kisses all over your face, eventually focusing on nipping the shell of your ear as he felt your sex begin to clamp around your fingers. Your hands eventually left the pillow and moved to wrap around Elliot's neck as your moans suddenly increased in volume and frequency. "E-Elliot!" You keened. "S Something...oh fuck! C-Cumming!"

Without warning, there was a gushing noise, Elliot's attention swiping from your face to your sex before his eyes widened at the sight of a clear liquid spurting from your pussy and your legs shaking ferociously. His mouth fell open at the arousing sight, his cock twitching in its confines at the gorgeous sight before he looked back to you.

Your eyes were unfocused and cloudy, unshed tears brimming the edges of your eyes as your chest heaved up and down.

"My love..." He whispered. "Care to give me such a show again~?"

Sebastion

Flustered (his cock literally gets as hard as a diamond)

I like to believe that Sebastion is a virgin but he isn't stupid.

He knows of people being able to squirt, but he doesn't have experience due to him being a shut-in and never being intimate with anyone. When the two of you started dating though, his mind shifted as y'all got more handsy with one another.

The feeling of you cumming around his cock, the taste of your pussy. It all drove him nuts and eventually awakened something in him that screamed "Can they do more?".

And one night, when his family was out and you and him were getting hot n' heavy in his bedroom. Your body tucked into Sebastion's front as he looked over your shoulder as he fingered your lewd pussy, he got his answer.

♡ - He couldn't tear his eyes away from you.

And by "you", he meant your pussy that was clamping so tightly over his fingers if it feared of letting go of him! Such a lewd sight was a rarity- nay, an impossible scene for him to fathom for a shut-in like himself unless he watched porn or used his imagination. Of course, this was all before he got to know you.

Now? As you whined and moaned so prettily for him, your arms looped around his head in a subconscious way of trying to ground yourself while you practically fucked yourself on his fingers...his cheeks were so red that he felt as if he were on fire, he hadn't the slightest clue how he hadn't cum in his pants yet.

Sebastion pressed a sensual kiss to the corner of your lips. "You're so pretty Y/N...y'know that?" Sebastion whispered before his eyes went back to the scene before him as his fingers steadily grew more and more coated with your slick.

However, it was when a keen escaped your lips that he knew there was something different about the way your pussy twitched around his fingers then. How your hand raced to try and stop his hand and you began to whisper and beg for a break.

"Huh?" He said almost like a confused puppy. "You've never asked for a break before..." Cruelly, the thrusts of his fingers sped up as a smile cracked onto his flustered features at the sound of your moans increasing in volume.

"S-Sebby...!" You whined as your legs started to thrash and your cunt got sloppier, wetness started to coat his hand more and more as Sebastion's eyes were glued to the unfolding scene before him.

Yet before even he had a chance to predict what might happen, his hand was soon coated with the warmth of your gushing juices. His eyes widened in both shock and arousal as your legs shook and seized, the very scene stealing the very breath from his lungs as he struggled to not cum in his pants and save his load for when he was fucking you.

"Yoba..." He whispered as he brought his hand up to his face.

"Sorry..." You whispered, barely even coherent as you tried to will the energy to look at him.

He scoffed as he licked your slick off from his fingers. "Sorry?" He scoffed.

"Don't be~ let's do that again, but on my cock this time."

Sam

Excited (my favorite lil' perv)

I'm going to stick to my own personal theme of Sam being a bit fo a pervert and say that you squirting has been on his mind for a while now, along with the other nasty ideas floating around inside his head.

Some nights, when he's fisting his cock to the thought of you in a sundress or that time when he visited your farm and found you bent over to pick something up. He'd think about the 'What if?' moments of where he's behind you.

Beads of sweat dripping down your skin from the summer heat as he plunged into you repeatedly, his hand coming down to rub circles onto your clit as he got drunk off of your moans and begs for release.

Up until, much to his surprise, he felt a wetness splash onto him and drip down his thighs, your thighs quivering as he had to hold you up to keep you from collapsing.

Poor you, now you had to go at least three more rounds with him!

♡ - A pornographic moan escaped his lips when you squirted for the first time.

As sweat dripped from Sam's forehead as his cock dragged against your warm walls, he couldn't help the delirious moans that left his kiss-swollen lips. Almost as if he were the one who just squirted and not you. "B-Babe?" He said, lazily wiping the sweat from his eyes with the back of his arm before he leaned forward. "Can you do that again...? Fuck...you have to do that again" He begged, needy whines leaving his lisp as his thrusts picked up speed with a fervor more ardent than moments previously.

He couldn't even begin to explain how long he'd been waiting for this moment!

Since the first time he slipped into your pussy all those months ago!

When his imagination finally became reality.

From then on, he felt like a dog in heat. From a brief whiff of your perfume, to those rare-spotted moments where you bended forward in front of him. Your pussy was far too addicting for him to let go so easily, his aching cock always hard and at attention when he was around you as the thoughts of what he wanted to do next, what he wanted to experience next with you plagued his every waking thought!

But...now that he's seen you squirt? All the times he's had sex with you prior seemed to pale in comparison as the memory replayed again and again in his mind.

"S-Sam...!" You gasped. "S-Slow down- Ah!"

He pouted. "I can't..." He whined in your ear. "I just can't, fuuuuckkk, your pussy feels too good." He said, watery blue orbs looking into yours as a dopey grin slowly crawled its way onto his blushing features.

"You'll squirt on my dick again, right Y/N? Oh pleaassee say that you will..." To accentuate his begging, the side of his face dug into the valley between your bouncing breasts as he moaned at the feeling of your pussy clamping down on his dick and the sound of your fucked-dumb pleas of 'More' or 'Go faster' rang in his ears.

"Don't worry Y/N..." Sam chuckled as his grip on your love handles tightened to the point you knew in the back of your head that you'd have some bruises there in the morning, his balls slapping against your sex echoing throughout his room. "I'll make sure that you feel really good."

Harvey

Similar to Sebastion, he's flustered but like way more.

You were taking control for the night and were fucking yourself onto his dick. Yet, the deeper angle pressed into a delicious ache inside of your cunt and caused you to become a little more...greedier than you typically were.

To the point, you were unconsciously overstimulating your poor lover as he was too fucked-dumb to even still you how you were fucking him too good. How, like yourself, were beginning to feel strange as his balls tightened up at his oncoming unexpected release.

But by the time you got off his cock, that last feeling of friction suddenly made him squirt just as, if not more than you had.

He was squirting allllll over his stomach.

♡ - When you squirted on Harvey's dick, your warm wetness splashing against his thighs as you threw your head back to let out a keen of sheer ecstasy. He felt like he was in pure heaven.

Yet as you slowly came down from your high, the aftershocks from your orgasm still washing over you as your pussy clenched and unclenched around Harvey's cock. When your gaze finally settled back onto your lover, you could've sworn you saw hearts start to appear in Harvey's eyes as you steadily began to roll your hips on his still-hard cock.

"Harvey?" You spoke breathily. "You okay?"

He was more than fine.

But, it took a long minute for the doctor to express that as he lazily looked up at you as if you hung the very moon and stars just for him. After all, he was far too focused on how your hips were rubbing against him oh so perfectly. How your sloppy pussy was so warm and so tight even after the countless times that the both of you had been together...so much so that he was slipping further and further into the fogginess that his pleasure-ridden brain provided.

"Harveeyyy~" You said his name like a siren as you caressed his cheek. "Feelin' good?" You purred, giggling when Harvey answered honestly with an eager nod and an 'Uh huh'.

At his honesty, you began to speed up your hip rolls, a choked-up whine just barely escaping Harvey's throat as his grip upon your hips tightened as he ground up into you in search of more friction. Yet, you knew your lover, although he was more vocal than your previous partners. This time? He was a lot more vocal than he typically was (not that you were complaining).

You almost wanted to be concerned.

But the sight of Harvey's eyes starting to roll into the back of his head?

It was far too delectable for you to give up on.

"So cute f' me baby~" You praised as you pressed your hands onto Harvey's chest, your hips falling and rising more rapidly onto your lover as more and more unashamed moans left his lips. "You should be this shameless more often." You giggled.

"I love how shy you are but I think I like this side of you a lot more." You giggled before you quickly snapped back to Harvey's face as his moans and occasional whines began to increase in pitch.

"Oh....shit, Y/N. H-Honey, I feel weird...please don't stop!"

"I think something- Oh fuck, d-don't stop...!"

"Yoba! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-"

Quickly, you dismounted your lover before finishing him off with your hands, wanting to see the amount of his spend before you were met with the unexpected scene of him squirting. The white liquid sprayed all over his stomach and just underneath his chest as Harvey's screamed to the point you feared he'd wake your animals. Your eyes were as wide as saucers, yet...as your gasping lover struggled to catch his breath.

A part of you begged to see him do it again.

Shane

RIP to your pussy

He's definitely fucking you harder after that little display.

But how he reacts in other ways definitely depends on the location. If you two are having sex at your place? I like to imagine that he'll get really kinky with it and try to make you scream as loud as possible, making sure that everyone within a ten-minute radius of your farmstead knows who made you squirt.

If you're fucking at Marnie's house, however? That'll be the time you find out just how good (and sexy) slow sex with Shane can be.

Ultimately though, when you squirt, Shane is in the business of making sure that you continue the party alllllll night long until he's satisfied or you passed out.

♡ - Ohohoho...he's been waiting for this moment since the second he had access to your tight little cunt.

"Shit farmer...didn't know you could squirt~" Shane groaned as he pressed a hand into the middle of your back, forcing you to arch even more as he drilled his cock further into your sloppy cunt. "How many other secrets are you holdin' out on me, eh?" He continued to interrogate you even though he fully understood you were incapable of answering in a complete sentence, much less uttering a single word aside from the breathless moans that escaped your hoarse mouth.

Yet as the local drunk fucked pussy, his full balls slapping against your cunt as the noises filled your otherwise quiet bedroom.

He couldn't help but remember the fact that he used to be so rude to you before he actually stopped and got to know you.

Suddenly, your face appeared in the forefront of his mind and as he became more drunk off how your walls squeezed his cock, the enveloping warmth began to make his hips stutter as he felt his release close in on him. All he could think about was making you his cute little farmer wife.

The two of you could raise allll the chickens you wanted.

But most importantly? And the most special little bonus that he and only he would get unlike the other people in this town who possibly had a crush on you? He'd have 24/7 access to your squirting little cunt, your moans that shamelessly told him to keep going despite your overstimulation.

He uttered out a guttural 'Fuck' at the idea. "Fuck pretty...we should get married after this, huh?" He smirked. "Ain't no way I'm losing this tight pussy, especially after figuring out what you can do tonight."

[scratzsch]

struggling to make ends meet