When Youre Writing With No Plan And Suddenly The Plot Takes A Turn:

When you’re writing with no plan and suddenly the plot takes a turn:

HAPPY SPOOK-TOBER 🎃🎃🎃

It’s October! You know what that means... 🎃 (via kxvo)

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴.

Fandom: Stardew Valley

Pairing: Shane X (M!)Reader

Genre/type: Fluff.

Word count: Around 700. (feel free to request more!)

Author’s note: This was requested by @nihilistic-nik a while back - check it out on my Ao3!: https://archiveofourown.org/works/

It's technically M!Reader but it's only briefly mentioned and is pretty much irrelevant.

Summary: A warm, comfortable morning with Shane, sheltered from the rain.

TW: Brief mention of nightmares.

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45859960

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Cold rain. Warmth.

A rhythmic musicality commences, its origin being from the rain pattering against the windowsill to your left. The sooty grey curtain is slightly drawn, shielding your eyes from the brightness of the outside world, allowing you to fully immerse yourself into the comfort and warmth of your duvet; to prevent you from worrying about anything but the moment itself.

A stubbly arm extends from behind you, and snags you by the waist, pulling you closer. He grunts as though there is something stuck in his throat, his hoarse voice vibrating and his warm, beer infused breath warms the nape of your neck. “Morning…” he says with a rough yawn, and you sense that he is on the verge of drifting off into another peaceful slumber.

You turn to face him. It’s too dark to make out anything but his swollen eyes. Last night was a rough night for him; he has nightmares often, so he asked if you could accompany him. As his boyfriend, you felt obliged to agree, not only for his own benefit, but because you secretly love moments like these. Waking up and feeling the presence of the person you love.

The alarm clock resting on the cabinet beside you jolts with such vigour, it shakes the entire bedside table. It beckons you to release it from its duty, and you do so, your arm stretching out from the cosiness of your sheets, to aggressively whack the hell out of its stop button. You sit up, now awoken by your own force. You know you won’t be able to rest anymore, so you rise, but you feel a hand pull your wrist, but not aggressively…sweetly. Gently.

“Please…stay” his entire face is now unveiled from the constraint of the clean white sheets, revealing a tranquil smile. One that took you many months to weaken his guard for. One you would pay any amount of money for. One you would pay the world for.

“Wait…let me make breakfast first, i’ll bring it back here, yeah? Breakfast in bed.”

He responds, but only with a “mm”.

You get up from the bed and make your way to the kitchen.

Opening the fridge, a draft emerges from the chilled interior, making you shiver. You reach for the carton of eggs when you feel something being wrapped around your shoulders. Shane’s hoodie.

“I couldn’t wait. Sorry.” He says, running circles into your back with his palms. He takes a seat on the barstool at the kitchen countertop, and watches you as you make him eggs on toast.

You crack the eggs. These eggs were the ones that you and Shane had collected from the pen. It’s a good memory; you tripped over a hay bail and went flying into Shane’s arms. He laughed. He laughed…You’d never seen him so happy. So free.

You pour the yolk and the white into a frying pan, and fry it until the edges are golden and crispy. Using a spatula to raise the egg onto his plate, you serve him first. His eyes light up, but not because of the food being presented to him, but because of the smile on your face. Joy ricochets off the creases of your lips, and you feel tears form in the ducts of your eyes.

“What’s…wrong?” he asks.

“I’ve just… never been so happy.” You say.

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End author’s note: Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it <3

𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗴𝗼.

Pairing: Scaramouche X GN!Reader

Summary: “I can’t want… I can’t want anything. I don’t deserve it. Then why do I want you so badly?”

Word count: Around 400.

Author’s note: Hello, thanks for checking this out. This is a really short one...I literally had this fic pop in my head just as I was going to sleep…why do I always get the best ideas late at night :,)

Anyhoo, enjoy!

Check it out (and my other much longer fics) on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Abirdthatwrites_robin/works

TW: None that I can think of, perhaps just generally upsetting topics/thoughts?

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“Can I have a ‘forever goodbye’ kiss?” 

You say it like it’s a good thing that I'm leaving. You say it with a teasing laugh. 

You say it and it hurts. 

I'll allow myself one moment of weakness if it's with you.

Only one.

Is it really weak to close my eyes when our lips meet? Or is the possibility of failure what's driving me crazy; with feelings of such fragility.

It's only a kiss.

My mind wants more of you but is that pathetic of me? I want you all to myself.

My heart longs for you but are the wavering beats enough stability? Do I love you enough? Do I love myself enough to love? Enough to love you?

Will I ever be enough?

That’s why I have to leave.

I pull apart, but you keep me in your arms just a second longer. 

Will I ever feel more than just your lingering touch and the warmth of your fingertips? Will I feel more? 

Will I grow tired and discard you, just how I would have back then?

I'm in no need of friends and certainly no need of the unimaginable something more. I'm sick of denying my feelings but I'm also sick of acknowledging them. 

Is the human heart beating in this manner considered normal? It feels as though I'm dying. Though, what really is dying without a purpose in life? 

You are beginning to be my purpose and I can’t allow that. I can’t have you live with such a responsibility; I don’t want to be a burden anymore. I don’t want you to be in danger. I don’t want…

I can’t want… I can’t want anything. I don’t deserve it. 

Then why do I want you so badly? 

Forever beating heart, for you, but in loneliness we never met. 

Is this how it’s going to end?

“Stay”

“You know I can’t.”

“Stay.”

“I can’t…I can’t stay.”

“Why?”

“Because I love you.”

I never intended to fall in love. I never thought that it would be so difficult. So painful. 

And I never thought that it would be reciprocated. 

“And what does that have to do with you leaving?”

“You’re gonna get tangled up in my mess and I don’t want that.”

“I won’t.”

“And how do you know that?”

“Because I won’t.”

“Please just let me go.”

You hold onto my arm like it’s your own life. Do you really care about me that much? 

Just let me go. 

“No. No I won’t, Scaramouche.”

Hearing my name makes it hurt more. That’s not me - I need to escape my past. I don’t need to escape you, I need to free you. There's a difference. Why not do both at once?

Knowing you're safe makes me feel better. Not that I need to feel better. I’m fine, everythings fine, except me, and that’s fine. 

“Goodbye.”

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End authors note: Thank you for reading! Have an amazing day/night :)

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