Harvey Stardew Valley - Blog Posts
y’all he’s so babygirl idk what else to say
Stardew Valley AU's I want
Obviously it makes the most sense to make Reader the farmer, but what if...
After the Joja collapse, Emily finally opens a fabric/clothing/jewelry store that Lewis only paid for on the condition that Pelican Town merch be sold when tourists visit. Reader can be family of someone who lives in Pelican Town or just find the job ad online idk.
Reader is Evelyn and George's older grandchild that spent their summers there until Alex drove them away by being a punk. Reader moves in when the city life gets too much and they kind of reconnect with Alex and maybe start working with or apprenticing with Robin or Harvey or maybe even Gunther.
Reader AND their sibling (twin even?) inherit the farm, but they haven't spoken since they left for college because of [redacted]. They have to work together to get the farm in shape and restore the community center and help the town, but it isn't easy.
Reader is apprenticing for Magnus. They help set up the maze at the festival, do research on the junimos, and form a beautiful friendship with Krobus AND the dwarf. They take the dwarf to the movies (I think he likes the movies?). They bring Krobus cute little trinkets and furniture to spruce up the sewers for him.
Emily gets a job out in the desert with her girlfriend Sandy and Reader takes over her job at the bar. They hear all of the hot gossip in town and Gus is like their father. In Gus we Trust.
If you do any of these pls tag me. If you do any of these and Sam or Sebastian are a love interest tag me twice. If you do any of these and Harvey is the love interest tag me 666 times pls and ty.
A photo you took at your first appointment? 😏
to that anon that said i should make a harvey portrait mod. you've awakened something within me
Migrating from fb to here ! Look at him go...
I’m hyperfixated on both so I guess it doesn’t really matter 🤷♂️
I meant to draw more Harvey’s, but it accidentally turned into a whole page of Tom Selleck, oops 😳
They’re technically the same person though, so it’s okay :^)
Losing my mind over the current harvey renaissance..
The Reaper Farmer and The Doctor
It was like pulling teeth to get this stupid thing finished. I wanted to add a background but I’ve just about reached my limit, so you get color. Just imagine they’re right outside the clinic.
ANYWAYS, this is The Reaper (aka the farmer), my stardew valley oc :) He’s a big ol’ shadow person (Krobus’s species) whose taken up residence in the abandoned farm just west of the town. He enjoys farming, pickling, and long walks on the beach /j
The below images are his first concepts:
Also I realized there aren’t a ton of shadow people (I learned later that there are specifically NONE is town according to Krobus’s wiki) so I made some. Can-Can lives in trash cans and eats the trash while Brutus and Grandma live in the mines :D
……..they don’t take too kindly to learning that Reaper is getting buddy buddy with the townsfolk,,,,,
Ignore that I’m shipping the reaper with Harvey. I am being self-indulgent 😔
I’m having a lot of fun with this character. I like thinking about how he’d interact with the other villagers and shit. I wouldn’t say to expect more drawings of him, but I wouldn’t be surprised.
YOUR ART IS SO PRETTYYY AHHH!!! i go feral for stardew fanart where the guys are hanging out being friends its my favorite thing im so glad i found you! i hope youre hit with the best art motivation in the world and know that your art tastes like a caramel macchiato <3
CARAMEL MACCHIATO AGHHH STOP THAT'S SO SWEET, THANK YOU!!!! 😭🫶🫶 and yes!!! I love drawing characters interacting despite them canonically having little to no dialogue with each other 🥰 playing them like Barbie in my little doll house asdfghjk. I have so many plans for either these three, the other bachelor/bachelorettes, and even the NPC, trust!!! Though the holidays got me into a state of hibernation, making me slower than I already am LMAO. So I really needed that art motivation, thank you so much!!! 🫶🫶
real picture of me resisting the urge to draw harvey after playing stardew valley for the first time (my exams are soon)
the consequences of desire
restorations // chapter three
read on ao3 here!
on my fifth day in the valley, i opened my mailbox to see a flyer informing me that a mine had opened up on the mountaintop. after grabbing my pickaxe and a few parsnips, i made my way up the mountain to be greeted by an older man with an eyepatch.
he introduced himself as marlon and warned me about the dangers i’d face below. with the wimpy sword he’d given me to protect myself with, i swallowed my fears and descended.
i’d already nearly exhausted myself on the third floor. just my luck, i’d supposed. i swung my sword wildly as a bat nearly knocked me off my feet. i reached in my pack for a parsnip, only to find that i’d brought only three with me, all of which i had already eaten.
gone already? what is wrong with me today? i thought to myself.
it suddenly occurred to me just how unprepared for the strength and energy that was required for this journey i was, leaving aside the simple fact that i had barely any of the required materials… my pickaxe was far too weak, my sword was falling apart, and i’d only just finished growing my first batch of parsnips (ninety percent of which i’d sold to lewis that morning).
these are the reasons i gave myself as why it was okay that i’d woken up in Harvey's arms as he carried me out of the mines and into town, maru trailing behind him with a worried look on her face.
i floated in and out of consciousness as we walked past the large house on the mountaintop, past the old, broken down community center, and finally toward the door of the clinic where he readjusted our positions so he could unlock his door.
i groaned as he cradled me in his arms and saw him look down at me, almost frightened.
the last thing i remember before everything going dark is making eye contact with the doctor as he walked us across the threshold of his clinic.
–
when i opened my eyes next, i was in a hospital bed with Harvey leaning over me.
he didn’t notice me open my eyes immediately so i just regarded him for a moment. i think he could feel my eyes on him after a moment because he suddenly remembered himself, his body covering mine in a way far too intimate for a doctor and his patient.
he tensed and i couldn’t help but reach up to touch his shoulder in an attempt to try to get him to relax a bit. he regarded my hand for a minute before meeting my eyes.
with a huffed breath, he whispered “hi. um, you got in an accident today. when maru found you in the mines, it appeared as though you’d been knocked out. by what, we still don’t know. i was able to repair all of your injuries without much trouble. do you have any insurance? i’ll need to bill you for the service.”
he paused for a moment before saying, “you know what? nevermind. let’s worry about that later. how much pain are you in? do you need more penicillin? i can get you some acetaminophen or maybe some benadryl but it’s a little late in the day–”
i was obviously still high as shit from the effects of whatever kind of drug the doctor must’ve put me under because in the middle of his diatribe, i brought up a finger to his lips and shushed him.
he seemed surprised at first, maybe even a little rattled, but softened almost immediately. “you’re right. i’m sorry, Calliope. i’ve been hovering, and i should give you some time to rest. or, at least, some time to be alone. maru told me that you have plans tonight at the saloon.”
had i not been “up in the clouds,” as it were, i might’ve wondered why the town doctor had asked his colleague if i’d had plans tonight, but as such, i simply said “come with me.”
his eyes had wandered to where my fingers had landed following their personal space invasion but snapped back to mine as he processed my words.
“n-no. i.. i couldn’t. i wouldn’t want to intrude on you four. and.. i wouldn’t feel comfortable. the old man in the corner… you’d feel obligated to include me in conversation and it’d make you miserable,” he said, taking a step away from the bed, and, suddenly, the room temperature dropped noticeably.
“wait,” i said, sitting up (and immediately wincing), “it’s not going to be like that. i promise. plus, it won’t be four of us and you. sebastian’s not coming. something about a looming deadline. it’ll be me, sam, and abby. and you. hopefully. and i need someone else there so that i don’t get caught third wheeling! they haven’t admitted it… but there’s something going on there, i just know it…”
as i conspired about a budding relationship between two of my neighbors, i turned my head and began chewing on my fingernails, a habit i’d picked up as an anxious eight-year-old and hadn’t been able to kick since. i had, however, not done it in public since fifteen.
when i finally realized that i was, of course, not alone, i immediately pulled my fingers out of my mouth and felt my face get hot with embarrassment. i couldn’t look him in the eyes as i mumbled an apology.
his mouth parted in a small smile before saying, “don’t be. i think it’s cute.”
my eyes widened, my head snapping over to him again. “what?” i said.
it seemed the doctor, too, was rendered speechless. he swallowed before pausing, as if to make up an excuse. finally, he said, “well! you are all patched up and free to go. let me know if you need anything else from me, Calliope.”
before i could reply, he turned on his heel and practically ran out of the room.
minutes later, i walked out into the waiting room of the small clinic, after gathering my things and ensuring i looked decent enough for the outside world. Harvey was there, and appeared to be busying himself with various papers.
i didn’t manage to catch his eye, but before walking out, i repeated my offer to him.
“just think about it,” i finally said. without a look back, i left the clinic, still in pain, definitely exhausted, and scared as hell that i might just fall in love after all.
good morning, dear
a sweet lil one-shot btw farmer and harvey where farmer Takes Care of him as the two of them wake up
MDNI!!!
read it on ao3 here!
When you woke up that Saturday morning next to your husband, you knew nothing would pull you from his side.
Harvey. With his tousled, salt-and-pepper hair and his white boxers with red hearts all over. God, he made you feel things.
Gently, you touched his arm. His neck. His jaw. His lips.
When his eyelids fluttered open, his eyes darted toward you to ensure you were still by his side. He always felt a flash of disappointment when he woke up and you weren’t there to greet him. Today, he smiled and nuzzled into your touch.
“Hello, darling,” he whispered to you. You loved it when he called you that sweet nickname. It was soft, comfortable, and held a quiet elegance, just like him.
You pressed a slow kiss to his lips and his hands came up to capture your face, holding you there.
Your kiss deepened and Harvey let out a low moan before moving one of his hands from your jaw down your back. You smiled into your kiss before moving to straddle him.
As soon as you settled into his lap, you recognized that familiar sensation of his erection rubbing against your thigh. Feeling frisky this morning, you took the opportunity to grind down onto him. He groaned again and thrust upwards.
“Farmer…,” he said, between pants, “I need you.”
Smiling into your kiss, you reach blindly for the hem of your shirt. When you find it, you sit up, and Harvey helps you pull it off.
Almost immediately, his lips latch onto your nipple. A shock rips through you, and you moan out his name. “Harvey!” you say, breathily. He hums a response, still suckling at your nipple.
You arch your back, giving him easier access to your chest. He sucks harder as if rewarding you for your good behavior.
You aren’t letting him have you that easy, though. You grind down on his crotch again and he removes his lips from your nipple.
“Farmer!” he says, suddenly disoriented. You smile at him, innocently, knowing that this look tells him you want to play.
You watch the moment it dawns on him as his eyes darken slightly and his cheeks tinge pink. “You want a game, Farmer? You can have a game.”
He smirked and flipped you over. “Let’s play,” he says, his voice gravelly.
You giggled as he attacked your neck with mustachioed kisses. But the giggles stopped short when he became more aggressive in his technique, sucking and biting at your collarbone.
Your hands moved down his body to his boxers, sweetly caressing his drooling length making him moan into your poor, abused neck.
You pull briefly at the waistband of his boxers, indicating your need for more of him.
He huffed one last breath into your neck before adjusting your positions. He sat with his back against your headboard, his cock sprung free from his boxers. You knelt between his legs, your lips ready and waiting, your hands tied together behind your back with the tie he’d discarded on the floor last night before the two of you jumped into bed together.
“Can I, Doctor?” you said, with batted eyelashes.
With a grunt, he acquiesced, placing a hand on your head in a gesture of unspoken authority.
You spat on his length, preparing him for your mouth. With your lips wrapped around his cock, you began to bob your head up and down. Your teeth grazed his cock briefly, and you heard him whine in anticipation.
Suddenly, you felt his hand push his length all the way down your throat. Gagging, you tried to swallow, knowing he loved this sensation.
He moaned loudly, and you would’ve smirked if your mouth hadn’t been full. You were raised with manners. It’s rude to open your mouth while enjoying breakfast.
You tugged at your makeshift restraints, wishing desperately to cradle and squeeze his balls and maybe even put a finger or two into his tight hole.
You began to shift under his iron grip signalling your need to speak. He immediately removed his hand and began to pull his dick from your mouth.
Regaining your breath, you signalled toward your restraints. He reached over you and untied you.
“I’m sorry, Honey. Did I go too far?” he said with a concerned look.
“Not at all. I just need my hands, Dear.”
His eyes widened and he blushed furiously. After all these years, he still wasn’t attuned to all of your tricks.
“Do I have your permission, my love?” you asked innocently.
He blushed harder before nodding furiously.
With a smirk, you rolled your wrists and pulled him lower on the bed. After adjusting his legs, you spat on your hands and rubbed them together, warming them up.
Harvey followed your actions attentively, hoping he might be able to figure out what you’d planned for him somehow.
Maybe he’d not had enough time today because he was completely in the dark as you began to suck on his balls and circled a finger around his hole.
You heard his breath quicken as you felt his balls tighten.
Slowly, you pushed your finger into his fuckhole. He moaned loudly and gripped your hair with renewed intensity.
“Fuck, Farmer! Please. Harder,” he whimpered.
Slowly, you inserted a second finger. As you resumed curling your fingers inside him, he let out a short cry.
“Farmer… I’m close. Please. Let me come inside you, my love.”
Without another word, you removed your fingers and readjusted your position, straddling him once more.
“Farmer…,” he said when the two of you made eye contact.
You smiled and aligned yourself with his fat cock.
After a brief kiss, you sank all the way down.
The two of you took a moment to adjust before he began thrusting up into you.
Inhaling slowly, you began bouncing up and down determined to bring your husband the pleasure he so deserved.
With his hands positioned on either side of your waist, he began guiding you.
Your movements were quicker and more intense now. It was obvious that your dear husband was so very close.
With one final thrust, he let out a loud groan and came inside your tight little hole.
You weren’t quite done, though, so after a brief moment, you resumed your movements chasing after his waves of pleasure toward your own.
The two of you shared a chaste kiss before he settled you next to him on the bed, kissing your forehead, and leaving the bed to get a washcloth to clean you up.
I HAVE A CRUSH ON A BOY IN MY CLASS AND HES LIKE A YOUNG HARVEY I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE OH GOD ITS THE FIRST FUCKING DAY
the consequences of desire
chapter two - adjustments (read it on ao3 here!)
i woke up the next morning to the sound of one quiet knock and three louder knocks at my door. from my bed in the corner, i heard two voices - one: timid and unsure, the other: enthusiastic and confident. i knew immediately that these must be the two friends i’d already heard so much about, whether from lewis (who has a strong dislike for the blond boy), or robin (mother of the raven-haired boy).
to keep them from waiting much longer, i dragged myself out of bed and answered the door.
“hello?” i said, still wiping the sleep from my eyes.
the blond smiled brightly as he introduced himself, “hi! i’m sam. this is sebastian. we’re your neighbors! i know it’s only your fourth day in town, but we haven’t met yet, and we wanted to introduce ourselves!”
the other man stood next to him, reddening more and more as his friend rambled on about his family, his job, and the younger people in town. eventually, sam stopped and gestured for sebastian to say something to me.
“h-hi,” he stuttered out, “welcome to the most claustrophobic place north of the gem sea.”
sam punched his friend as i chuckled. “most claustrophobic, huh? i take it you’re not a huge fan of the valley..”
he shook his head in response.
i smiled before saying “well, i can’t say that i blame you. i sure didn’t think that i’d be out here farming for a living before last fall!”
he gives me a small smile showing off his snake bite piercings and all i can think is that lydia would love this man. there’s not much i miss about the city, but, yoba, did i seriously consider stuffing lydia in a suitcase and bringing her with me. i smile absently.
the two men must be able to see i’m preoccupied because they take their leave but not before inviting me to the saloon on friday night. i thank them for the invitation and tell them that i’ll be there.
as they walk down my porch steps and off in separate directions, i linger a moment longer before getting ready for the day.
–
that morning is spent mostly watering and clearing more space for crops to cultivate. i’d finally gotten my hands on a solid number of cauliflower seeds which i was itching to grow.
as i planted nearly four dozen cauliflowers, my mind wandered back to Harvey… how had he known i’d been avoiding him? why didn’t that make him less inclined to get to know me? what kind of person avoids the local doctor? what was Harvey doing right now? was he thinking about me? would it be so terrible if he were? what would i say if he appeared at this very moment while my dirt-covered overalls sagged with the weight of these damned cauliflower seeds?
it didn’t matter what i would have said, though, because he didn’t come. i didn’t see him again for three days.
and, when i saw him three days later, it was while drifting in and out of consciousness as he carried me to the clinic.
hope u enjoyed <3333 see y'all next chapter ;)
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boss makes a dollar, i make a dime. that’s why i sketch harvey stardew valley on company time.
meet the oc
k I really gotta write a final BUT b4 I go here's Calliope's intro for u >:) luv u byeeeee
ok so i’ve just planned out the first seven chapters of tcod so i hope yall r ready 😭😭😭 THERE WILL BE ANGST!!!!!
the consequences of desire
read it on ao3 here!
i moved to the valley in the spring. it was so full of life, and nothing like i remembered it. the people i met were kind - for the most part. this is exactly what i was looking for, i thought to myself.
as i meandered around on my first day in town, i caught sight of him. clad in a forest green blazer and an orange… no, bronze tie, he sat on a bench in the park by the old, battered community center. i was tempted to approach him, but i didn’t dare.
it’s true that i fall in love easily. my mother used to say i must have been blessed by aphrodite. it sounds great to fall in love like that, but the other part, the part no one considers, is the falling out of love. to feel my heart break over and over again was torture, so, before moving to the valley, i’d decided to lock my heart away, to keep her safe from harm.
so yes, i decided not to approach him out of a fear that i’d fall just as naturally as breathing.
and it was easy, at first, to avoid him. he keeps weird hours, the doctor. so when i’d finally visited the saloon, on the first rainy day in the spring of my first year, the mayor asked me if i’d met everyone in town yet, i’d simply said no. i’d been busy. he’d understood, of course, but when he had asked me who i hadn’t met yet, i’d told him only to have him escort me to where he was sitting at the bar, sleeves rolled up, hair disheveled, and nursing a half-full glass of red wine.
“i’ll let the two of you get to know each other,” the mayor said with a smile before returning to the rancher sitting patiently at his table.
i caught the attention of the barmaid and said “i’ll have what he’s having!” emily smiled and nodded before walking away.
when i finally looked over at him, the doctor was already looking at me. watching me. he looked like he was running some calculations in his head.
i blushed before saying “what? do i have something in my teeth? oh, yoba, that’s so embarrassing!”
he laughed quietly before shaking his head and saying “no. no. nothing like that. i was just trying to figure out why you hadn’t introduced yourself to me yet.”
my eyes widened and i stuttered out “i-i.. i’ve been busy! lots to do on that farm. i’m sure you’ve seen it. it’s hideous!” i paused and sighed before saying weakly, “no. no, not hideous. but. um. i’ve been busy. really.”
“oh. okay. well, good, then. i was a bit worried you were avoiding me–oh my. how rude of me. i haven’t even asked your name yet. do forgive me, please,” he said before looking down at his glass.
i flushed before saying “um, i’m Calliope. it means ‘beautifully-voiced,’ but my singing is about as impressive as my farm is right now… anyways, my friends all call me calli. you can call me whichever you prefer!” i smiled, slightly embarrassed of how i’d just rambled on about my name’s etymology to the man who had figured out that i was avoiding him. “um.. what’s your name, doctor?”
“Calliope is a beautiful name. i’m Harvey, the local doctor. although i suppose you figured as much calling me ‘doctor’ and all. um. it’s lovely to finally meet you, calliope.” he smiled at me, and his moustache bristled against his upper lip. not that i noticed. i didn’t notice his moustache or his stocky fingers tracing the rim of his glass or how his forearms looked with his sleeves rolled up.
i didn’t notice even one of those attractive qualities. how could i have when i was captivated by his eyes. the way his thick glasses magnified his eyes just enough that i could see that his eyes weren’t brown, they were amber. amber, my new favorite color.
when i eventually pulled my eyes away, i felt… lonely. but this was the problem, wasn’t it? i couldn’t get to know Harvey because i couldn’t fall in love because i couldn’t get my heart broken again. so, in favor of protecting myself, despite my heart’s desires, i paid for my drink, got up from my stool, and said “good night, doctor.”
i thought i heard a disappointed sigh before he responded “good night, Calliope.”
on my third day in pelican town, i walked home in the rain, alone.
hi everybody!!! new fic alertttt!!! this is coopted from my original harv drabbles so worry not. more of that cutie pie to come ;)
Harvey fic pt. 2 (UNTITLED)
18+ Minors DNI!!!
"I like holding your hand."
You looked up at him, face still bright red. "Y-you do?"
He nodded slowly. "Yes, Farmer. I do. In fact, I think I'd like to do more than just hold hands with you, if you'll let me," he said, averting his eyes.
Then, it hit you. He was embarrassed. You didn't know the last time he'd flirted with anyone, let alone touched someone... intimately. This meant you'd have to take the lead in the relationship. It wasn't your strong suit, but for Harvey, you'd do whatever it takes.
You smiled brightly at him, letting go of his hand, to his visible dismay. "Why did you do that?" he asked, disappointedly.
Your smile widening, you said "so that I can do this." You walked around his mahogany working desk and approached him. You heard him suck in a breath before saying "do what?"
Your smile turned mischievous as you leaned in and kissed him. All the tension you'd seen when you walked in that day was relieved instantly. He melted into your touch. Then, as Harvey sensed you were about to break away, he pulled you down on top of him. Your eyes shot open, but as you adjusted on your new chair, you grew more confident.
You rolled your hips just once, but Harvey immediately groaned. Then, he said "Farmer... If you do that again, I'm not sure I'll still be a gentleman."
This set you off instantly. Smirking into his lips, you dragged your hands through his hair and rolled your hips again.
Not even a second later, Harvey was up and brought you up with him. He sat you down on his desk with unnecessary force and kissed you like a man starved. You had never seen this side of the local doctor before, and, boy, did it turn you on. Seeing him all hot and bothered from your movements had you gasping for breath and feeling that familiar feeling coiling in your stomach.
Because as gentlemanly as he was feeling, you were feeling even less ladylike.
You explored his strong arms with your hands, briefly caressing his shoulders. He sighed into your mouth, and you took that as a sign to continue. You dragged your hands down his white button up before unbuttoning the top button.
Your lips left his as you looked up at him "Is- is this okay, Doctor?"
He breathed out before responding "you can do whatever you want to me, Farmer."
You grinned at him and continued, agonizingly slow. "Farmer..." he said, in warning.
You looked up at him, batted your eyelashes, and responded "what is it, Doctor?"
He took another deep breath (to restrain himself?) and said "you're teasing me. I don't like to be teased, Farmer."
You smirked again before saying "oh, so would you rather I strip you naked, spit on my fingers, and stroke you 'til you come all over your desk?"
His jaw dropped open. "Um. I- uh.. I- I don't- W-whatever you want, Farmer," he said, inconspicuously adjusting his pants which now featured a growing tent.
"Mhm... Maybe we should wait until you've made up your mind, Doctor. I'll be back tomorrow, for my yearly check-up. Tell me what you want then," you said before jumping off his desk and walking out the door.
Harvey stood, shirt unbuttoned, painful erection covered only by his hand, like you left him, for a very long time.
JHSAKDHFKALJZSHDAFKSDHF this fic reminds me of the tictoc sound "SoftDom is a person who..." so.. take it or leave it! (also did this instead of my essay due tmr so like,,,, blow it up or wtv LMOAOO)
lil Harvey drabble
it's late at night when you arrive at the clinic. harvey's at his desk, which you find peculiar. he's usually quite good about a work-life balance, even if he lives twelve stairs above his workspace. you knock on his door, but before hearing a response, you walk in. he looks... tired. you can see on his face that he's had a hard day. he looks up when you walk in and you see him relax a little.
he says, "just a minute. i've got to finish this report before I can close up for the night."
you nod, and sit down in front of him. you've never noticed how big he is before. he's handsome. a thought you've had before, but never one you'd really spent any time thinking about.
finally, he looks up again. he smiles, but it doesn't reach his eyes. you instinctively reach over and grab his hand in yours. your embarrassment is instantaneous. you attempt to pull your hand away, but he's already intertwined your fingers together.
you look up at him. he's already looking at you. the way he's looking... it takes your breath away. he's handsome.
"i think you're very pretty, doctor," you say, matter-of-factly.
he goes red immediately.
oh shit. "have I made you uncomfortable? I'm so sorry, doctor. i- it was never my intent to do so. please forgive me, i-"
you suddenly look down. he hasn't extricated himself from your hold. you look back up at him, blushing crimson. "doctor?"
"yes?"
you take a deep breath and say, "you're still holding my hand."
he looks down and back up at you again before simply stating "i like holding your hand."
HEHE i hope u like i just write wtv comes to mind SO IG this is it atm >:)
