I Actually Fucking Hate Mentioning IT And The Person I’m Talking To Goes “oh The Movie With The Clown??”

“my child is fine” ma’am, your child romances Shane in Stardew Valley

My personal SDV Shane HCs

Sebastian reminds Shane so much of his younger self it makes his heart ache. Seb, Abi and Sam remind him of himself and Jas’s parents when they were younger, before the accident.

His ears are covered in healed piercings, his lip and eyebrow also.

When he either marries the farmer or when the Joja Mart closes he starts working on the farm, and gets big. Like I picture year five Shane fuckin swole. Hay bale lifting and heavy machinery pushing all goes to his shoulders

Im not saying washboard abs, the kinda strength you see in proper weight lifters, all muscle and roundness thats rough around the edges.

I like to think there are old home videos of Shane and Jas’s parents that she plays sometimes, when the saloon gets a TV she brings them in to watch on the proper TV rather than the poor excuse that Marnie has, Shane cries like a baby seeing is old friends on a decent screen, in high quality.

and Seb, Abi and Sam watch jaws drop as alternate timeline versions of them appear on the screen

Shane can fuckin sing, while hes working that man has the OG emo anthems either blasting or singing them himself.

He does the cough at the beginning of ‘dear maria count me in’ and it makes him laugh everytime before he sings with the most angelic ex-emo voice the world has ever heard.

Shane and Jas’ parents definitely had a band of their own, Shane gives me Bass or Keyboard vibes along with primarily back up vocals but once he has a drink in him he could lead vocal for hours.

He seems like the kinda guy that once upon a time was probably the most stressed waiter known to man, nineteen years old Shane having decided to not go to college his roomates/bestfriends are pregnant and are planning a shotgun wedding, stressed outta his mind, industrial piercing rejecting and infected, eye twitching while a customer asks for their fries to be replaced with prawns and refusing to pay any extra costs for that

He gives screaming match in the kitchen with the chef and then going out back to smoke weed with him vibes.

Two different types of dads

Reading Pennywaynes as canon is SO funny because there’s no way to plot it out other than Martha dragging Alfred home, presenting him (in full, mild British fluster) to Thomas, and letting her darling husband know that she’d found a butler for them to fuck together.

He’s an excellent cook, he’s killed an indeterminate amount of people somewhere overseas, and she thinks he’d be lovely to have around for the baby.

Any tips for not falling into permanent despair?

I suppose remembering that there is no greater act of defiance that living a full life

Will he !?!?!?!?

From the bottom of my heart I hope 2024 is a better mental health year for everyone

Erasermic are so one husband (aizawa) has to have every inch of skin covered, a stuffie, a blanket, a hot water bottle, if your skin touches mine i will kms, the window open and other husband (hizashi) naked, furnace, no blanket, no pillow, wants to cuddle, crowding his husband to almost falling off the bed and then complains about not having enough room despite having 95% of the room coded.

I have a little headcanon living in my brain but i cannot write so i will leave it to you people…

Basically at some point one of the batkids find a photo album in some old storage elsewhere in the manor.

They obviously decide to open it, family bonding all that jazz.

But the pictures are clearly pre-Bruce, Thomas and Martha on dates, pictures in the manor gardens, Polaroids and photo booth strips of themselves stuck in.

All very cutesy.

And then Alfred is there, polaroids of him in the kitchen, dancing with Martha, gardening with Thomas, frowning at the camera as he sits in the library.

But then slowly the photos are getting more intimate, Thomas and Alfred with their cheeks pressed together grinning at the camera with lipstick stains on their faces, Martha laying against Thomas’ chest in the bedroom, Thomas’ head in Alfreds lap.

They cant stop turning the pages, more and more throuple-y adorable photos, finally one with Thomas and Martha on either side of Alfreds cheeks, in marker underneath ‘our Alfie’.

Obviously its chaos, blah, blah, blah i think theres a fic in there somewhere