#written letter

[bhloomest]

[mymagicsandbox]

Yo gangalang could you maybe write Penny (stardew valley) x fem reader one-sided crush on Penny's behalf, like reader is helping her teach Vincent and Jas science and Penny is enamored by such display of intelligence but won't admit it bc she refuses to acknowledge she's in love w/ anyone who isn't Sam, pls bru 😖

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I've got this, Pookie! I did write this at an odd time, so bear with me, won't you?

Also, I'm taking a few fun liberties, and I'm writing this as if it were a letter written by Penny to you. Also, who doesn't love a bit of internalized homophobia?

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To : My Dearest Friend

It was odd, meeting you. You came by our town despite its terrible conditions, started taking care of a farm despite your complete lack of experience, and in only a few years everything was up and running again.

Though, that isn't really the odd part, I guess. You spend so much of your time in the old abandoned mines, fish in the sewers, and eat random plants off the ground (and from under the ground, unfortunately.)

Despite your weird habits, you're one of the kindest people I've ever met, smart too. Tutoring Jas and Vincent with you has been something on my mind a lot recently. Technically, it has been you on my mind.

It isn't really fair to Sam, I think. Me and Sam are getting married so soon and all I can think about it you, how you acted towards me, us. Poor guy.

He makes me happy, he really does, just like you did. Nonetheless, you have things he can't. You make me feel things he never has, never will.

I pray that God will one day forgive me for what I feel for you and not my future husband. This warm, lovely feeling I always get with you is only something I get from him once in a blue moon. I will always wonder what might've become of me if I had given into those sinful urges. I'll always wonder what might've happened to my life if I had sought the feeling of your hands in mine and on me, if I had really gone for experiencing your lips on my own.

As you've most definitely figured out by now, the wedding invitation mailed to you for the ceremony between Sam and I is a little different than the others me and him sent out.

I wish to see you there at 2. I know we both are aware that the event doesn't start until 4, but I'd like to see you a little early. We'll talk, just like old times. This whole thing seems a whole lot less daunting when I imagine I'm dressing up for you, Dearest Friend.

The Bride to Be

- Penny

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Did I plant the seeds of a part two? Maybe... maybe I did. I hope this is up to par, My Loves! Have such a wonderful day, week, and every hour afterwards!

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[pinkyhaert]

Got a letter from a certain someone 0w0 ✨️

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[bluejays-saddays]

Dear K,

I deserved better.

T was right in saying that love doesn't just go away, so I guess you never truly loved me. One of the last things you said to me was, "I deeply love you. Everyone knows that," but your actions said something different.

Not only did you lie about why you were leaving, you immediately jumped into a relationship with her. You entertained her advances in your mind enough to develop feelings for her while you were with me and I was blissfully unaware. I was just happy to see you for a few hours during your busy day. Just happy to get a hug.

There were so many red flags that I ignored. Your negativity and hostility, the way you interacted with my mom, your frustration with Darcy, your horrible attitude during the Christmas tree lighting and pumpkin picking, or even simply going out to dinner. No wonder I never wanted to go out. Let's not forget the struggle it was to support you through your headaches until your medication finally worked. You were so mean and negative a large chunk of the time. My anxiety would spike every time you yelled or drove recklessly in your anger.

I saw you through rose colored glasses. I made excuses for you and stood up for you when people tried to warn me. I saw the gentle side of you and loved it so much that I became blind.

I knew you had a troubled childhood, traumas that I can't even begin to imagine. You had to grow up quickly but you were still emotionally stunted. You so desperately want to be loved that you seek it out wherever you can get it. Even if it hurts others.

I want to be the kind of person who wishes you well and wants you to be happy. Maybe I'll be able to grow into that one day. However, I can't bring myself to do that just now. I trusted you. I foolishly believed every word, and you tore me apart. You turned out to be just like the others.

I know I'll never get an apology. I'm sure you think you've done nothing wrong. Even though you've painted me as the bad guy, I hope I'll be able to forgive you one day. It's getting easier as time goes on, but the hurt of betrayal still rears its ugly head when I least expect it.

Loving you has cost me a lot. But I am learning to love and respect myself because of it. I guess you were simply a lesson to help my growth. Even still-

I deserved better.

-S

[theehonestpoet]