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A photo you took at your first appointment? 😏

hallo,

I came back from the mental hospital with a bunch of drawings from there✌️! wow, it was horrible, but anyway enjoy

take care of yourself.

Migrating from fb to here ! Look at him go...

I got a new sketchbook!! But at what cost..

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..

Back to regular scheduled programming.

White Hispanic! Harvey X Mexican! Farmer. Little sneak peak at the fic I’m cooking at a very slow speed.

There was a slight breeze in the air, a breeze that Let Dr. Harvey Roblez know that he should stock up on flu shots. He was in the midst of opening the clinic, turning on the lights unlocking the door. The fall colors painted the world outside his tiny clinic, it was only a few weeks until flu season picked up and he would be busy again. He should be enjoying the peace, he should be enjoying the fact that he has nothing to do. But as always there was a nagging in the back of his mind, that he wasn't doing enough, that he wasn't enough. But nevermind those crushing thoughts, the bell rang near the door and someone had entered the clinic.

“Hola Dr.” a well needed smile greeted him, “you ready for today's lesson?”

White hispanic!Harvey x Mexican!farmer is eating my brain……

Harvey has no tolerance for spice (more he likes the flavor, but not the heat). So farmer learns how to tone down her cooking.

Harvey is tall, that is well known, but it would be funny if his dad was like German or Irish (hence why he’s pale) and that’s why he’s tall and the rest of his family is shorter. (He towers over a 5’ 2” farmer (she beefy as fuck so it’s fine)

Farmer has bad catholic guilt, and she struggles with her faith and wanting to be religious’s Harvey is also caring about it, planning things to help her learn about different religions.

This is littéral eating my brain, like oml I need this… I have NSFW ideas to

More on the whiteHispanic! Harvey x Mexican! Farmer

Harvey wasn’t taught Spanish at home by his parents. They wanted to be American and white and blend in (taken from my own experiences). Farmer helps him integrate small Spanish words into his everyday life and small phrases he can use while at the clinic.

Farmer likes to cook, and Harvey well he tried for a while but it became too much. So farmer helps him cook, juts in general, but also the food he misses from home.

Harvey is a nerd (look at him), and I imagine, that he likes to info dump about his planes and such. And farmer would happily listen to him as she cooked.

Y’all I have somthing here right?

White hispanic brain has claimed Harvey as white hispanic who is out of touch with his roots. What if farmer who’s from Mexico or Cuba helps him get back in touch with his culture?

I think my brain is cooking something here….

Mhm Harvey doesn’t know how to curse. He’s to silly to goofy.

I think the best part of my two hyperfixations being Tech from Star Wars and Harvey from Stardew valley is that they at the core are very different nerds.

Harvey is the socially awkward nerd that knows he smart but doesn’t show it off often outside of work.

Tech gives no fucks knows he’s smarter and will tell everyone and be a show off.

Yet they are still the most adorkable men in their universes.

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.

me after looking at a Harvey (Stardew Valley) fanart for a solid 10-15 minutes:

My Stardew valley profile!

I’ve seen these kinds of things everywhere, and decided to try it out myself! This took so long to make, but I feel like it is able to showcase everything! Created on Procreate and Canva my beloved. Hope folks enjoy!!

Base template by u/mairland on reddit!! :D

Got bored, made poster, hope people enjoy :]

Thought it would be fun to make a poster for the stardew valley fair, and I think it turned out pretty neat! Might make some others for various festivals and events. (Maybe some shop logos?) Hope you enjoy folks! :D

Y’know what. Screw it, random Harvey headcannon time:

This man is my personal little skrimblo, my grunkle if you will, so I have decided to compile my personal headcannons for him here for you folks!

His personal comfort show is Over the Garden Wall, I can imagine him listening to the soundtrack while he builds :]

He struggles with C-PTSD and RSD, which is possibly canon? Hinted at HEAVILY in his higher friendship/marriage dialogues. I just need him to know it’s gonna be okay ;-;

He enjoys antiquing and thrifting! I feel like he would heavily enjoy the pre-loved items, however making sure to properly cleaning them before he puts them away!

There is absolutely no evidence to prove this, but I feel like he would, or has collected coins. Really not sure why, I just feel like this fits him quite well.

Mentioned this in my last Harvey appreciation post, but I feel like he would be asexual or possibly demisexual! This might also be your local ace wanting more rep, but I get a strong vibe from this man.

He has a fear of getting tattoos. Both the commitment of having something on his body for so long, the risk of infection, and the fear of the actual process worry him, however he hopes to get one to represent Farmer soon :3

Harvey loves bugs. Another one I don’t have any evidence for, but I can just imagine him sitting on a bench outside with a little guy on his hand while he reads, or flipping over stones to make sure the pill bugs are doing well. (Also, he seems like the kind of person who had a bug hyperfixation, coming from someone with one)

He doesn’t know any instruments fluently per say, but he finds the mandolin to be a fun, and good instrument to play around with, especially learning songs for farmer!

He has a complex understanding of the International Phonetic Alphabet, and will go on happy rambles about etymology if farmer inquires! He is a doctor after all, and lots of medical terminology is based in latin, which has a deep connection with the IPA so this would make sense!

He is terrified of dogs, specifically small dogs. They just seem too evil and ill-intended, he cannot understand why these little goblins must be so aggressive, which is honestly valid

Anyways, that’s all i’ve got for now, but more coming soon possibly?? If folks want, I can do my headcannons for other characters as well!! Enjoy my friends :3

the consequences of desire

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Read your Mind by Sabrina Carpenter on Apple Music

Song · 2022 · Duration 3:27

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.

the consequences of desire

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Some Place Else by MorMor on Apple Music

Song · 2019 · Duration 3:34

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 ;)

Doodle Harvey

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got back to playing sdv bc of artblock...

now i have another silly dorky old man in my collection

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