Contrary to the amount of apples on this page, I don't want to keep this doctor away from me
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.
Okay so I would like to preface this by saying: I don't want to yuck anyone's yum. If this is your jam and you love this, that's your perogative. This is Stardew Valley, not Othello in A-Level English Lit, it doesn't matter that you are misinterpreting key parts of the text. THAT BEING SAID. THIS SHIT PISSES ME OFF SO I WOULD LIKE TO RANT. So, as a timeline, pre-March 2024, Harvey was consistently referred to as 'the boring doctor guy' by a large portion of the fandom. Of course there were some who enjoyed him despite his reputation (ME!!! ME!! also the Grapefruit Sky discord I see you guys). IMMEDITATELY POST HOZIER RELEASING 'TOO SWEET', Harvey's popularity skyrocketed. I don't know who started it, but someone used the audio (specifically the 'I talk my whiskey neat // my coffee black in my bed at 3' part) while talking about Harvey (animatic maybe?). Understandably, Hozier is 2 things. 1, an incredibly talented singer-songwriter who has just written an incredibly popular song. And 2, one of the biggest sex symbols of our time. This man's (mostly American 0-0) fans have single-handedly caused the UwU-ification of Ireland. Man is from Dublin. He sings a lot about the industrial working class. He is not your rural fae 'bog-king'. I'm sure the ROI tourism board love this but yeah a lot of citizens don't.
Anyway, minor Hozier tangent out of the way, onto the song. People are using this to refer to Harvey, as in, he's coming from the POV of the singer. Harvey. The guy who, whenever given wine talks about 'alcohol in moderation'. Dr 'joined women's aerobics because he was conscious of needing to improve his health' Harvey. The man who's worst acts of unhealthiness have been his microwave dinners because of his shitty tiny living space. Harvey who goes to bed at 10, or 11 if its a special 'beginning with a T'-day. He is so clearly not this idea of unhealthy hedonism the song is about! I can forgive 'whiskey neat' because it's not in the game and it's a fair enough substitute for wine (plus I feel he may enjoy a glass if he could. Just seems in character), but 'coffee black'??? in his 'bed at 3'??? The man who loves coffee but only likes triple shot espresso. THe coffee in the game could be black, but the fact its a full mug? That's at lowest 8 ounces. That's 8 espressos. That's 5 more than the triple shot that he only likes. Who is serving 8 espressos at once? I know Gus isn't, he cares too much about his customer's health. Therefore, despite the only ingredient being coffee beans. I declare the stardew valley coffee to not be black. Moving on to the second part of that line, the noun '3' is chosen because that's an absurd time to be drinking coffee in bed whether you're in the AM or PM. 3AM is insane because you're not going to sleep with all that caffeine and 3PM is just like. Why are you still in bed. Who are you, me?
I hope my explanations have brought you to the same conclusion as myself, dear reader, that 'Too Sweet' being a Harvey song is just stupid (I haven't even mentioned the singer's rejection of the healthy object of their affections!! It's 'too'!!! It's fucking 'too'! That's bad!!!). However, I have a solution. Instead of just not associating the song with Harvey, because it's a banger and doesn't fit on any other playlists, I ask you to imagine the song about Harvey, but, with the farmer being the singer. Woah unconventional never been done before, I know. Seriously though other people saying this have great points, who is commonly the unhealthy, hedonistic, risk-taking one in gameplay and most fanworks? Who has an absurd sleep schedule due to gameplay? Who drinks black coffee? People who min-max the skull caverns I'm looking at you! Anyway yeah this is just a great Harvey x Farmer song that sums up the strains on their relationship caused by worry and conflicting lifestyles thank you for coming to my tedTalk.
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?
A couple months ago, a new farmer moved to town, taking over the old farm. Then one day, Harvey receives several phone calls from the people of Pelican Town, who are concerned for the new farmer's health after they showed up to the saloon battered and bruised. So, doing what he does best, he grabs his gear and heads off to the farm to check on them.
You have horrible work habits. Your husband is a doctor. You can see where this is going.
“What’s wrong? You’re usually up by now.”
He waited patiently as they sighed into their pillow, before turning their head until their mouth was uncovered. “What time is it?” they mumbled.
He glanced at the clock on their side table. “8:30, just about.”
“Hmmph.”
“You gonna tell me what’s wrong?”
They heaved a long, drawn out sigh. “Which Harvey am I talking to?”
His ministrations paused for a moment, before he began rubbing circles against them. “Which would you prefer?”
“... Husband Harvey.”
“Okay,” he said, nodding. “Can you tell me, as your husband, what’s wrong today?”
The hot swell of shame going up your spine is something you haven't felt in years. It reminds you of being little and having broken something, the feeling of wanting to fix it but not knowing how. You've never been good at playing it cool, everything imbeds itself in you like the roots of a tree.
(Or - you get hurt in the mines and make Harvey anxious. he still cleans the blood off of your face.)
When you are sick in bed, Harvey takes it on himself to look after you
Some tooth rotting fluff for the Grapefruit Sky Fluff Friday
The farmer falls unconscious in his cabin after coming down with what he thought were allergies.
What happens when Doctor Harvey discovers him in a much worse state than he'd planned?
Comfort ensues.
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