Contrary to the amount of apples on this page, I don't want to keep this doctor away from me
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I just feel like waxing lyrical so here we go. One of the biggest complaints I've seen with marriage in Stardew Valley is the fact that some of the spouses just completely give up on all their ambitions after marrying the player: Alex stops wanting to become a pro gridball player, Sebastian decides he's happy in the valley after spending half his heart events talking about how badly he wants to leave, etc. Harvey though? He's already given up on his aspirations before you even reach the valley! Him marrying you does nothing but give him a nicer place to live (and like. companionship obviously). This is one of the many reasons I advocate for romancing Harvey. If you've got a saviour complex, leave Penny alone for a run and rescue this man from his apartment full of old microwave meals!
To go into detail about this apartment, please observe the image on the left. First of all, that is fucking tiny. This is a grown man. Canonically one of the 'older bachelors'. And he is expected to function with two rooms?? And a galley kitchen??? No wonder he's on the ready meals he can probably barely breathe back there! He doesn't even have any counter space! He's got a michael wave, a fridge, and a sink. Who was designing the utilities in this place what the fuck. We know from post-marriage dialogue and gifts, especially the 14-heart event that Harvey can cook, so the only real explanations for him subsisting entirely off of ready meals is either 1. he's busy (Mr 'I don't have enough patients'? I don't think so), leaving 2. HE HAS NO RESOURCES TO COOK WITH T-T SOMEONE SAVE HIM.
Notice as well how one of these two rooms has been utilised as FOUR ROOMS. We are looking at a bedroom-cum-study-cum-dining room-cum-living room. That's got to be overstimulating. You could spen an entire day there, sleeping, eating, watching a TV, making model planes, listening to the radio, etc, and you still wouldn't have broken 500 steps. He hasn't even got any decent feng shui going on, his bed is getting bombarded by the doorway energy from that pathetic excuse for a kitchen. Clearly a dire living situation. It's clear he's made some attempts to freshen it up, with a whopping five whole potted plants (not that he could fit any more), and his plane models and maps as decoration (real. If you're autistic and want a room to bring you more joy, just throw up some stuff relevant to your special interest. I swear it works. I'm looking at my Shadow the Hedgehog poster right now and can confirm its bringing me joy). Even with this, its still bad. I have an upgraded farmhouse with a kitchen you can move in, let me save him.
And so begins the saving. Harvey goes from the aforementioned:
So, you've saved him from a life of microwave meals and minimal floor plan. What about those aspirations? Is he content to just become a house husband and let go of everything he's ever wanted? Yeah no he did that years ago. Harvey always wanted to be a pilot (hence the plane obsession) but apparently you need 20/20 vision for that and my man isn't rocking the specs just for fashion. So he moved on, years before the events of the game, found a new dream in community focused healthcare and he enjoys it! He carries on even if you have an ancient fruit wine empire! The only change he really makes is reducing working hours which just makes him happier without fully compromising his job.
With Harvey, my farmer s/i, and friends
Gracewyn: Harvey, you love me, right?
Harvey: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.
Harvey: I’m gonna need a human skull and I can't have you ask any questions why.
Gracewyn: Only if you also don't ask why
Gracewyn: *Pulls out 7 pristine human skulls* Take your pick.
Harvey:
Gracewyn:
Harvey: This one is fine
Gracewyn: Man, I only ever see you awake, do you ever shut down or stop running?
Harvey: Oh, I’m always running
Harvey: The question is from what
Harvey: Please, I'm begging you go to a doctor.
Gracewyn: I'm sorry is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.
Linus: Why are you on the floor?
Gracewyn: I'm depressed.
Gracewyn: Also I was stabbed, can you get Harvey, please.
Gracewyn: Fitness tip: never stop pushing yourself. Some say 8 hours of sleep is enough. Why not keep going? Why not 9? Why not 10? Strive for greatness.
Emily: Next time you’re working out do 15 push ups instead of 10. Run 3 miles instead of 2. Eat a whole cake instead of just a slice. Burn your ex’s house down. You can do it. I believe in you.
Harvey: There were so many mixed messages in that I can’t-
Gracewyn: We need a distraction.
Harvey: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?
Emily, whispering: My time has come
Gracewyn: You have to apologize to Harvey
Shane: Fine.
Shane: 'Unfuck you' or whatever.
Harvey: you’re not ascending to godhood, you’re just dehydrated!
Gracewyn: outta my way, gay boy, I’m about to liberate my divine self from this mortal shell!
Gracewyn: …
Gracewyn: h hopital
Harvey: you’re not a cheap date are you
Gracewyn, lying on his examination table for the fifth time that week:
Gracewyn: I owe you one.
Harvey: That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even.
Harvey: Do you love me?
Gracewyn: We’re literally married.
Harvey: Yeah, but as friends or—
Gracewyn: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.
Harvey: That's great, Gracewyn. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.
Gracewyn: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.
Harvey: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.
Gracewyn: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??
Harvey: Is it working?
Gracewyn: Well, Harvey and I finally did it!
The rest of the squad: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.*
Gracewyn: That's right... We kissed!
Gracewyn: Relationships should be 50/50. Harvey cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.
Gracewyn: Doctor said I need to be kissed hard. For an hour.
Harvey: why are you shaking so much?
Gracewyn: I don’t know :|
Harvey: …are you okay?
Gracewyn: I don’t know :|
Gracewyn, dazed from blood loss: hey not to kill the vibe completely but i think i am in love with you
Gracewyn: Do my dark undereye circles and unwashed hair turn you on
Gracewyn: 3rd base is when they see you have an anxiety attack
Harvey: You have to apologize to them Gracewyn.
Gracewyn: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!
Gracewyn: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.
Harvey: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.
Gracewyn: I said within reason, Harvey. How about I murder that guy?
Harvey: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't?
Gracewyn: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?
Gracewyn: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us.
Harvey: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.
Harvey: *seductively takes off glasses*
Harvey: Wow...
Gracewyn: *blushes* Haha... what?
Harvey: You're really fucking blurry.
Gracewyn: When you've been on the internet for as long as I have, you develop thick skin.
Haley: Navy blue isn't your color.
Gracewyn: Navy blue brings out my eyes you prick! *Chases after Haley*
Emily: What happened?!
Gracewyn: Do you want the long version or the short version?
Emily: Sh-short??
Gracewyn: Shit's fucked.
Emily: Okay, long.
Gracewyn: Shit's very fucked.
Emily: Wake up! The sun is shining!
Gracewyn: What do you want me to do, photosynthesis?
Gracewyn: Three of the four elements are represented as types of hockey. Air hockey, ice hockey, and field hockey. Fire hockey needs to be a thing.
Harvey: Fire hockey absolutely does NOT need to be a thing.
Emily: Do you care NOTHING for the balance of the four elements?!
Gracewyn, talking to Harvey: They’re trying to lure me into a false sense of security! Jokes on them, I’ve never been secure in my life! And I’m not about to start now!
Gracewyn, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often?
Harvey, confused: I mean, this is my flat, so yeah.
Harvey: My hands are cold.
Gracewyn: Here, let me hold them.
Harvey: My lips are cold too.
Gracewyn: *covers Harvey's mouth with their hand*
Harvey: Is something burning?
Gracewyn, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you.
Harvey: Gracewyn, the toaster is literally on fire.
Gracewyn: We both look very handsome tonight.
Harvey: You know, if you'd just said that I looked handsome, I would have said, "So do you."
Gracewyn: I couldn't take that chance.
Gracewyn: Just trust your gut!
Harvey: Babe, I have anxiety. My gut is literally always telling me to abort mission.
Gracewyn: You look good in that shirt.
Harvey: You know where else I'd look good?
Gracewyn, zero hesitation: My bed.
Harvey, at the same time: By your side- wait, what?
Gracewyn: Harvey and I are no longer friends.
Harvey: GRACEWYN THAT IS THE WORST WAY TO TELL PEOPLE THAT WE’RE DATING!
Gracewyn: Okay, but what if we went to dinner not as friends this time?
Harvey: AS ENEMIES?!
Gracewyn:
Harvey: Smart is attractive. Educate me on something I don't know!
Gracewyn: The mouth of a jellyfish is also an anus.
Harvey: Stop.
Harvey: I was going to suggest we do Marilyn Monroe and JFK roleplay, but I’d get way too into it.
Gracewyn: What- how?
Harvey: You’d be like “come to bed … Mr. President” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of American military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18.”
Harvey: So... what would you do if you were in bed with me?
Gracewyn: Depends. Is your bed comfortable?
Harvey: Yes.
Gracewyn: I'd sleep.
Gracewyn: I can't take this anymore, someone needs to take me out!
Harvey: In a dating type of way, or an assassination type of way?
Gracewyn: I don't know, surprise me!
Gracewyn: I am going to cry. I’m going to cry until I can no longer physically cry anymore because all the water in my body is gone and I die from dehydration.
Emily: Are you okay?
Shane: Did you actually just ask them that? Like, you need that to be answered otherwise you won’t know?
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