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digenerate-trash · 4 months

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THE FIXED VERSION

Write about Yan Haley watching the reader get exhausted from milking cow’s please

(I promise I was working on this before you sent this ask I just had like 5 fics today!!! Also love Stardew Valley and My Mean Queen)

AFAB Hailey | GN PC

Just a quick stop by and look. Maybe deliver a love note or two. Maybe even a picture. If you're out... you're her muse after all. Then she'd head home. Chat with Alex. Dinner with Emily. Maybe a drink at the pup, some reading. Then routine and bed.

It's a tight schedule. But Haley is good at keeping things organized. She can do everything after all.

Sliding the note into your mailbox was easy. But she really couldn't help herself. She trotted up the steps to your shabby little cabin and looked in the window... nothing.

She clutched her camera a bit before she turned out to look at the field and then at the barn. Your pride is a joy you loved the animals here. You took care of them even though they took hours of tending a day.

Haley made her way to the barn and pushed open the heavy doors before laying her eyes on you.

Sweat on your brow. Thick squeaky rubber gloves. Sat beside a cow as you reach under and try your best to get a yield from it.

For a former city dweller, you sure did adapt to hard work well. She couldn't help herself as she pressed the camera up to her face

The click and then flash of the camera alerted you to her presence.

You rubbed your eyes a bit getting up from beside the cow you pulled the bucket from under it and made your way to Haley.

"Hey- I didn't expect you to come up here today-" you laugh a bit. She looks so out of place in the barn.

"I don't think you get many visitors at all," Haley says. But that's more of a hope than anything

"It's kinda a hike from town. That doesn't seem to stop my secret admirer though." Your face twists a bit with concern. "But enough about that- I'm tired. And you probably are too. Why don't you come in and I'll get you something to eat-

You lead Haley away from the barn setting the milk on the standing bench before heading inside. You shed your gloves and hat at the front door before getting a glass of water for yourself. Then one for Haley

"Secret admirer? Someone in this town is actually into.... all this?" Haley gestures vaguely at you but secretly she's very pleased. You've noticed her. Or at least her notes.

"It's hard to believe but yes... and the notes are getting... worrying..." you say Haley sits down at the table hiding a smirk.

"I thought you fought cave monsters as a hobby- are you telling me some guy is setting you on edge?"

"If it even is a guy-" you cut her off. "But yeah. The notes get very... specific. About where I sleep and what my schedule is. They even make comments about my tan lines it's.... disturbing-"

Haley of course Feinstein a shocked reaction. "My... if I had a secret admirer like that I'd be so flattered."

"You can have em." You say grabbing two plates from the cupboard and grabbing some leftovers from the fridge.

Once you've got two meals set up you hand one over to Haley. "Makes me glad to have a friend like you. Your blunt. But straightforward with me. It's nice to talk to you y’know?" You say taking a large but down into your meal.

Haley kinda twitches a bit at that. She's been struggling with her feelings for you for a while and she can only be honest about what she wants from you in her notes. Still, she's fine to be just friends. For now. Maybe in time when you two finally start to date she can frame someone else for the notes. Or maybe you'll forget about them entirely.

When the meal is done you lead Haley out of the house before looking at your mailbox. "Son of a bitch-" you say the blood draining from your face before you hurriedly open it and take the letter out. Haley's heart skips a beat as she leans in closer to read the note along with you.

"Another love note?" She asks.

You nod hands shaking. Haley still smiles as she looks over the letter. She can hear your breath hitch as you read over the note.

Maybe she shouldn't have put in those shots of you asleep in your bed so soundly. But the look on your face is priceless.

#haley stardew valley #yandere #tw yandere #tw stalking #yan stardew #x reader

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thatcrazyshaman · 4 months

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Had a dream today that I was playing a demo made out of cut content from Half Life

It was

Bizarre

The premise of said content was that there was a hidden medical ward in Black Mesa that had been added at some point years prior to the resonance cascade during a rash of accidents that occurred, that was maintained by one guy who had experience as a surgeon of some sort, referred to as Dr. --- from here on out, as I have no memory of his name

During the resonance cascade, he had gathered as many personnel there as he could, as the ward had everything they would need and was essentially a glorified bunker - unfortunately for everyone involved, the incident made this guy go straight off the deep end

In a misguided attempt to keep everyone alive and well, he enforced an involuntary lockdown, recruiting the security guards whom were present to help him prevent any escape attempts, and that's where the demo picked up

Gordon was swapped out with an unnamed PC, who had stumbled across the ward while trying to find a safe place to hide out, immediately being "welcomed" in (it was more like they acted as if he should have been there the whole time), and was directed to go to Dr. ---'s meeting - this meeting, held in a cramped side room set up in a manner vaguely reminiscent of a classroom, was filled with all of the personnel he'd taken hostage, who sat at rows of desks just listening to him talk in an almost belligerent tone

What he was talking about I've no idea, because his speech in this portion was represented by jibberish with an occasional audible word here and there that gave no context whatsoever, as if it was meant to play through different lines of speech and placeholders had been used instead

He stood at the front of the room behind a podium as if he was doing a scientific presentation to his peers, in front of a terracotta-colored chalkboard that had various odd symbols drawn on it that I didn't recognize

I walked up to him to get a better look at his model, which was unique and mildly uncanny - he looked a tad like a low-poly Magnusson in overall appearance, with wide eyes that had barely discernable pinprick pupils and rolled up sleeves

It seemed to be implied that he had attempted at one point to saw his left hand off, as he had jagged reddish scars around his wrist like he had tried to go at it from multiple angles but gave up (the demo itself never confirmed this, but the dream presented the idea omnisciently as a potential fact)

He stared directly at the PC the whole time I was present, turning to keep his gaze locked on him as he moved

That detail wasn't particularly weird until I figured I'd go look around the ward to figure out my next objective

As soon as I exited the room, his formerly belligerent jibberish talk became belligerent jibberish shrieking, which caught me off guard and I ran into the next room to find a place to lay low for a moment just in case

The room was spacious, but seemingly not by design - it appeared to have originally been two rooms, a bathroom with stalls on one side and the actual ward itself opposite, but they had torn down the wall separating them and left the stalls standing across from the rows of beds, which was an interesting choice

I ducked into the middle stall, thinking that was a decent place to hide, just for Dr. --- to come storming over seconds afterwards AND KICK THE DOOR SO HARD THAT THE LOCK FAILED AND THE DOOR FLEW OPEN, BEFORE PROCEEDING TO PUNCH THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME, which resulted in a game over

This is where the demo took a turn from the way HL was structured, confusing me even further

Going back in led to the sequence restarting, except this time I realized suddenly (via omniscent dream mechanics) that I had the option to 'apologize' via keybind and it was spammable - this had the effect of calming Dr. --- down in increments, which led to him not punching me to death, but very animatedly moving about as if he was talking, though no audio accompanied it seemingly due to the lack of actual voicelines or filler noise being present, though he did utter an occasional word like before that still provided 0 context for what he was actually trying to communicate

In the process of trying to figure out what was happening, I accidentally took a swing at him at one point, which immediately led to him starting to punch me again at the same time that literally everyone else present in the room put their fists up and ran towards the stall to join in, but this time I made the PC crouch in some half-assed attempt to dodge a killing blow from the doc himself and started spamming the apologies again, to which he responded by crouching himself to forcibly keep eye contact and went back to animatedly talking while everyone else went back to idling until the lights suddenly went out and an announcement was made that it was time to sleep - Dr. --- backed off and went to patrolling the room, while I made an attempt to walk around a bit more

Bad idea - the moment I moved anywhere that wasn't in the direction of the beds, the security guards would immediately bumrush me from wherever they were in the room, ready to deck me (everyone here really likes punching people, I guess), but I managed to find a spot to hide behind a desk until they de-aggro'd

I lost track of what happened immediately after this, as I was on the cusp of waking up and the dream's continuity started to fall apart, but it ended with the PC and another resident of the ward slipping into a nearby side room together where the npc offered to fill him in on everything, but they got distracted momentarily looking around the mostly dark room and finding an implication that the ward had once had a pair of animals present as pets, due to crates with bedding and water dishes being there - no animals were to be seen, but on approaching the crates curiously, something unseen growled from inside

And then I woke up

#half life #dream #dream journaling #tw implied sh #my dreams get weirder by the year I stg #I have never had a normal HL dream but this is fucking out there #one of these days I need to make a blog to keep track of these weird ass things

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whitehareknits · 5 years

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DAY 4:

Buckle up, this one's long

While I was in Australia, I met a boy we shall call craig or Craigory, because I like calling Craigs, Craigory. He was just out of a bad relationship and I was only in Brisbane for a few months before the family I was working for was set to move to Sydney.

We both agreed it would be best to just be friends..... Inspite of ourselves we actually got really close and found out we had a lot in common. We both had the same interests in weird movies, we could quote them front and back, we were huge 1980s British comedy fans, and we had the same sick (just to the left of PC) humor.

Anyway, after I moved to sydney, we agreed to keep in touch and hang out whenever I made it back up to briabane which was often because I have family there. As the months went on, we both realized that our feelings for each other were getting stronger, even though we both still agreed to not date. When we did meet up, I'd always spend the night at his house in the same bed, and we would literally just spoon all night. Never anything more than that.

And each time I went back to brisbane, I'd tell myself, "This is it. This'll be the time where we actually talk about dating and we're actually going to have sex." And bless his patient heart, I would never bring it up, and neither did he. Even though I knew all I'd have to do was suggest it. Craig never pushed. I'd get all hyped up, then something stopped me each time. In my head I'd see it so clearly, then when it actually came time, my body would just peace out on me.

It wasn't until I was about 3 months or so from leaving Australia before I realized that I had to be asexual. Make no mistake, I fell in love with Craig, and even though we never got to talk about it, his feelings were pretty strong for me as well. And I just felt horrible each time we hung out and slept together, that I couldn't go "all the way" with him. I couldn't even kiss him. And I wanted to, but every time the opportunity presented itself, my brain would shut it down.

Once I realized that I had to be asexual, or at least some shade of it, I finally resolved to tell Craig. Just lay it all out on the table and offer him the opportunity to work with me or help me figure it out and actually talking about making our relationship an official thing. No sooner had I come to that decision, than I mindlessly browsed on FB just to stumble on a relationship update from him. He met a girl in his class and they were dating. I'd waited too long. I'd missed my shot.

The Craigory Incident turned out to be the last casualty of my sexual identity journey... As far as I know... Looking back on all my potential relationships and actual relationships, they all had one thing in common, I ghosted or blocked myself off because I was too afraid to broach the subject of sex and my lack of interrest in having it. My fear that no one would date me because I wouldn't be able to have sex with them permeated every shot I had, causing me to step away not knowing why.

Now that I actually have an identity as an asexual, it's something I can be upfront with right away. And I am. Now, any potential relationship I enter, the other party knows that I will probably not ever be able to take it to the sexual level.

So once I came to the conclusion that I was asexual, the hard part seemed over. Now I know why I'd always felt awkward dating and why even when I was dating (more of less) I couldn't take it any further. It felt like I bought a comfortable pair of jeans. They weren't the perfect fit, however, but they had a good stretch. I knew what I was, but I was missing that final piece. Tomorrow we'll come full circle when I talk about how I finally came to the aego conclusion.

Coming Tomorrow: "But I Still Like The Sexy Stuff?" Or "White Hare and the Aego-nauts"

[Day 1] [Day 3]

#asexual pride #asexual awareness week #asexual spectrum #asexual is confused #asexual #aegosexual pride #aegosexual #my lgbt+ journey #another heartbreak

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