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hottest skin 🥵

look i just love this skin ok

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omgg this is beautiful ✨

Sideways Abby draft :3

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my fav surrogate!mom and son duo 🫶🏽

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thank you sm @justanotherabbystan 🧡

Favorite Color : Mustard yellow and deep green

Currently Reading : A french feminist book called “Vous ne baiserez plus” (You won’t fuck anymore)

Last Song : You Make Me Sick — Ashnikko

Last Film : Destination Finale Bloodlines

Last Series : The White Lotus S3

Coffe or Tea : Both but mostly cold brew with soy milk

Working on : fluffy!Abby x reader fanfiction called “Sticky Notes” and some Abby and Lev sketch

Tags (and of course, no pressure + sorry if you were already tagged 😭) : @limerlove @winestainedwhiskers @pink7princess @absdollievu 🧡

Nine People I Wish I Knew Better

AAA TY @rose-margaritas for the tagggg

Favorite color: pink, all day every day

Currently reading: I just finished Sunrise of the Reaping (after binding the Hunger Games series for the very first time right before), so I think my next book is going to be This is How You Lose the Time War

Last song: Tough Luck by Laufey (it has been on repeat ALLLLL DAYYYYY)

Last film: genuinely cannot remember, I am not a film person

Last series: Etoile (working on my third rewatch, this time with my theatre friends)

Sweet/savory/salty: Salty, generally

Tea or coffee: Redbull or tea, or just straight up eating espresso beans

Working on: Does finishing my degree count? That, learning to play 2 new instruments, and I’m 100 words into a fic (for the first time in years) that I cannot promise I will finish

Tagging (no pressure): @twisted-tales-told @robyngoesrogue @cinnamon-notes @aslongasitistold @giyuulatte @justcallmeemily @annafromao3 @my-name-is-jimmy (because I miss you pookie) @skuzzinfish

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this 😮‍💨⬆️

Everyone talks about Abby's cute ass double chin. Do you wanna know why she has it?

Bulk phase, baby.

Let's get a little nerdy, yeah? Grab your weighted blanket and something fun to drink. I'm about to bless you with some genuine gym rat goodies.

Abby increasing her caloric intake to support muscle fiber growth? Mmm. Yummy hypertrophy.

Before Jackson, she needs to build as much dense, functional muscle as possible. She has an impenetrable goal but she also needs to survive the journey. Can you imagine that? Just her and her squad, traveling hundreds of miles, possibly on foot, in a literal post apocalyptic wasteland. Your girl plans every meal with utilitarian, militant precision the months leading up to it.

She is no doubt snacking on cubes of cheese, boiled eggs, shredded chicken, beans. Spoonfuls of peanut butter if they have it available. She takes that extra scoop of mashed potatoes at supper and you will catch her knocking back honey before a strenuous workout. Maybe popping a piece of the comb into her mouth with sticky fingertips to give her a serious boost.

Before an arduous trek, having that extra energy reserve is everything. It can be the difference between life and death. Limited access to food and sleep on the road means her body fat becomes fuel. Kinda badass when you stop to think about it.

She may end up in something of a cut phase without completely losing steam but she likely won't be completely fatigued when she needs to perform. If she entered a cut phase (strategic reduction of caloric intake) before Jackson, she'd be wiped by the time they got there.

There's something gritty and powerful about stripping yourself down to nothing more than blood, bone and muscle after working so hard to build it, but for her, being lean wouldn't be the ultimate goal. At least not at this stage of revenge.

She wants to be relentlessly strong. To get there, she needs sustenance. Protein.

It's not just about protecting her muscle mass. Her beautiful, beautiful muscle mass. It's not just about that extra soft layer being armor against the cold, lonely nights.

Bulk means lifting heavy. Real heavy. The whole gym goes ghost quiet when she unracks the bar kinda heavy.

We're talking pull ups with chains around her body. Squats that have her whimpering and shouting through the final rep before hitting failure.

She doesn't have to feel small anymore. She grows her body into something that takes up space and gives her back some semblance of control. It helps her gain ranks in the WLF, defend her loved ones and community, and let's be real, she looks hot as hell doing it.

It helps that some extra bulk can also play a decent role in immune function and recovery. Infection prevention and what have you. Pretty awesome given their circumstances.

So, the next time you swoon over her adorable chin, remember it means she can haul you over her broad, freckled shoulders without missing a damn beat.

God, I love muscle mommies.

I swear you make Abby a snack and she wiggles adorably about it before wolfing it back like she's a starved beast.

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the prettiest face on the entire west coast, that’s it.

i don’t know why i always end up giving her the helix but it’s cute so, she’s getting the damn piercing ✨

(and she’s finally a freaking BLONDE, that’s it 🫶🏽)

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ur telling me some people believe little miss abby “hey YOU’RE my people” anderson doesn’t have the biggest most loving heart to ever exist? little miss abby “i’m Not Fucking Moving” anderson??? oh ok… u do u i guess..

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as a great philosopher one said : “cold” 😔🫶🏽

I think that we as a society don't give Lev enough attention.

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ruston coffee — hillcrest, seattle.

made it quick quick quick between two session of permadeath. I have to say, I love hillcrest SO much 😔

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Day 1 of drawing asoiaf canon/implied queer characters from asoiaf: Alysanne Blackwood and Sabitha Frey

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⬆️ THIS.

There’s no way that they’re gonna go with Owen not being the father of Mel’s baby

Where’s the nuance ? Why? Just why ?

Mel being with Owen and pregnant with his baby is one of the main reason she has this friction with Abby, this tension.

So Abby and Owen can have this epic love story ? You’re gonna delete the fact that Owen cheats on his pregnant girlfriend with Abby , and she was okay with it .

Why are removing the flaws of the characters?

Abby threw her chance with Owen cause she was so consumed with her revenge on Joel , by the time it’s done , Owen already has a girlfriend and she’s pregnant, and when they have their rendezvous , it’s wrong cause it f*cks mel over , this is the consequence of her going with revenge and being consumed with it.

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So Able

summary: What Abby wants, she gets and what she wants today is to get you to the gym with her. You've said no before but you also know that Abs is not taking that shit for an answer.

pairing: Abby Anderson x teacher!reader

word count: 1.9k

content warning: teasing, language, power dynamics, playful but intentional emotional manipulation, established relationship, lightly suggested sex.

A/N: english is obviously not my first language so... yeah.......

Abby has always a way to get what she wants with the people she loves. No matter what it is, she has this way of sounding so good and convincing that most of her friends just abandoned saying “no”. There’s only Mel, but Abby knows how to by-pass her easily. And there’s the pout, the soft pout of her lips that has nothing to do on that tall, stern soldier’s face but that she does anyway.

So, when she comes to you on that very morning of Spring, you already know this will be a battle. Abby doesn’t come to you right away, she’s more cunning than that. She circles around, looks at the kids paintings. One is of her, of course, and it makes her laugh in that goddamn way you can’t quite resist. But you must. Your hand presses your temple while you mark some little work you gave your pupils today, but you can't help to look up from time to time just to see what the hell she's doing. Your eyes shift from the arch of Abby's back as she leans to study the pencil sketch to her shoulder on which her braid falls softly and just as quickly, you get back to work. Or you try at least, which is hard when there's this broad shouldered, muscled armed girl laughing softly to herself right there.

"Jesus fucking Christ," you mutter, pink pen scribbling a little smiley face on the spelling worksheet, hoping the little doodle will, somehow, uplift your own goddamn mood. "You here for a reason, Abby? If not, get out of my classroom, please."

"What? Is it illegal to appreciate my fan art, now?" she asks with a smug smirk on her lips. "Some of us here are local celebrities, you know."

You don't look up from the words written on paper though, trying to control your face as best as possible. Abby is good when she needs something. She perfectly knows that going for it upfront won't be successful. No. It's like war, you need a battle plan for this shit and Abby? She always knows how to pick hers. So, she walks to you and around your desk, her fingers trailing along its wooden edge like she owns this freaking part of the stadium.

"You're so grumpy in the mornings, I swear. You need to sweat it out with me."

There it is, the damn thing she wants. It's not formulated as a nice little request, never, she never ever say please. No. She passes it as an advice when it comes to you because Abs has learned from the time you where flirting around Manny and how he would always suggest you little things like it's nothing. But it's always something with Abby and you always fall for it.

"No," the answer is clear and definitive as you glance up at her through your lashes.

"You don't even know what I was going to say," she smirks, leaning to look in your face and it's very hard not to roll your chair back to put some distance between you and her goddamn beautiful face and those blue eyes.

"You were going to ask me to come to the gym with you, again."

"I was going to ask if you wanted a breakfast burrito with me at the mess hall instead of using your ration tickets," she pauses, waiting for the bait to settle in. She knows she has you intrigued by her words and Abby smile widden a bit. "After the gym, as a reward for your good work."

Of course. You drop the pink pen after trying to write on her face to get her to step back. She laughs again and you can't help the soft smile creeping up your lips. Abby sits on one of the little table, her elbows on her knees and her hands rest under her chin, waiting to hear what the hell will be your excuses this time. She knows it's comming, it always does.

"I have nineteen papers to grade, five kids who still thinks that glue is a food group and Miss Ornella is pretending to be dead again in her cage. I am not going to the gym, Abby." you say again like it's final, your thumb pointing at the little caged hamster sleeping there.

And of course, Abs shakes her head slowly, she always does when she's amused and her eyes creases in that perfect way that infuriates you but you don't say anything more that she could use against you. Instead, you look as she leans in again, hands braced on the desk  and Abby's arm are slightly flexed because of course, she knows. She always do.

"This sounds exactly why you need to go to the gym with me. As a stress relief, you know?"

"It's not how stress relief work," you snort imediately and it makes her smile wider.

"It is, if you let me help you doing it right," she tries again.

"No."

And as you get back to your papers, you think she'll give up because sometimes, rarely but still, she does. But not this time, of course not. She doesn't leave, Abby doesn't leave. Instead, she grabs one of those chair meant for kids, those ones that struggle with their fractions, and she turns it around to straddle it backward like this will be a long fought negociation she's going to win.

"You said no last week already, and the weekend before that. You can't say no everytime."

"Yes I can, consistency is a virtue, Abigail."

"You're governement naming me?" she laughs before leaning her chin on the back of the chair. "You are not consistent. You can't even decide on what to put on your fucking salad. You just like giving me a hard time."

"I just like peace and quiet, your gym bros are giving me anxiety, Abby."

"You like me better."

That, just there, is fucking unfair you are about to tell her. You look right in her eyes before looking back at your work, your pink pen circling a kid's misspelling of Elephant. You try not to look up before stopping again, pinching your nose for just a second or two.

"I tolerate you, Anderson. Now, get out."

"You wish you just tolerated me," she snorts with those knowing eyes. There's something soft in them. "Come on, baby."

"Abby-"

"Come to the gym with me, please."

"No."

And Abby, in all of this, she starts to see this isn't going to work. The pet name doesn't work, the politeness doesn't work, the cheeky comment doesn't work so she sight like all this is a great burden she's forced to bear. She's about to get snarky now, to make you feel like this is the worst thing you've ever done to her, which isn't.

"You know, I really fucking thought you were stronger than this," she says, moving her hand toward your work. "When the fuck did you become the most boring teacher out there, babe?"

The words are harsh, a bit mean also, but you know that this is all Abby trying and being her usual asshole to make you bite back to her and get up to beat her ass at the gym.

"You want me to say something super mean to you, don't you?" you mumble, shooting her a look and she laughs again, bright and unbothered like she never called you the most boring teacher in all fucking SoundView.

"Maybe. Or maybe I want to see that sweet look in your face when you finally give all in. You always cave in the best, y'know."

You roll your eyes, but she's not wrong and you know it. Abby has a way of breaking people down to the core, not with brute force even though she's got plenty of that, but with sheer persistence and you have to give it to her : it's a fucking skill. The teasing, the grinning, the charming, the little pinches of meaness, it's all weaponized and wielded like a a damn scalpel she knows how to use better than anyone. Most people fold, too scared to be cut. You've seen it on friends and foes alike. Hell, you've done it yourself when the night is at its darkest and Abby at her neediest. When she gets into your room like a damn thief to make you panting against her shoulder.

"I've got work. Fuck off, please."

She stands. For a second, you think maybe it was a bit too much to talk to her like this. Abby always does it to you, but she doesn't like to recieve in return. But of course, as she starts to get to the door, she changes her mind. You start to pray all the gods to help you because this can't be good. It's not. Abby grabs your chair, rolling you backward a little bit before crowding your space again. She stands there, between you and your desk like she had enough of this little game but Abs is never tired of it.

She can go for hours, days if she must. Her strong arms are crossed over her chest and at first, her face is unreadibly neutral until the pout. She doest that stupid little pout that unravels you every time and your breath catches. It bearly fits her, that stone-carved soldier woman with shoulders that could carry a truck and that Isaac wield like his fucking golden ticket to make the world a better place. She looks like a fucking angel of destruction ready to make you ploy.

"Please, Abs, stop this?" you start to give in, your legs twitching between her knees.

"I want to train with you, you never give me attention, I'm going to die," she comments, her hands resting on the back of your chair to lock you right there.

"That's not fucking fair. You're the one-" you start but she cuts you immediately.

"Life's not fair, grab your shit, we're going."

"No," but you're unsure now.

She frowns in that unyielding way, stern as fuck. The pout is all gone now, it's only Abigail Anderson now and she got enough. You can tell.

"Stop trying to be firm, get your ass up. I said, we're going."

"Hey, I am firm."

"As firm as your non-existing biceps. Now shut up and get up on your feet."

For all your trying, the words as you both shuting up and standing for her, so close that you can smell her and that stupid cotton shower gel she uses. You whimper a little bit like she hurt you with her words but Abby doesn't give in at all. Told you, she's good at giving, not at receiving that treatment she gives people around her. So, with no kiss and no encouraging words, you open the locker in the corner of the classroom on which you keep your favorite drawings of the kids and you get your gym bag from it.

"I hate you," you tell her.

"No you don't."

And just like that, all of Abby sterness is gone and she has her arm around your shoulders. There's this cocky look on her face again because she always win against you and somehow, you're not that mad about it when she presses a kiss on your head. Goddamn her.

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SPOILER AHEAD GUYS Like please, I'll beg. I mean, I LOVE the game and I liked the show for what it is BUT (and it's a big but 💀) there are some things I'm not going to joke too too much about like : fucking some of my fav characters in the bum. Jesse, I was fine with it. I have a deep love love for him, he was such a sweet, gentle character in the game, one that I adored having as a companion, BUT I can understand the need to change his personality to fit the narrative. For Manny, I swear to god I'll not be okay with it (and I'm already not okay with it) because he's so central to trying to keep the Salt Lake Crew together, especially Mel and Abby whom we can so obviously tell there's something fishy right there from the first second of Abby's first day. Manny is one of the only true upbit character, always joking, PLEASE DON'T FUCK HIM UP PLEAAAASE. PLEASE don't turn him into a hellish gym bro and only emphasis his womanizer side to fit some fucked up narrative. Bro doesn't need to be toxic with Abby to uplift her, he can be her bro and we'll LOVE that 😭

I'm really interested in how they are going to portray manny's character next season. the tiny snippets we got of him from season 2 did not give me a lot of hope, I'll be honest, because he seemed a lot more asshole-ish than he is in the game 💀

like manny's such a sweetie in the game, especially with abby, and their friendship is so cute. Especially for a friendship between a straight man and straight woman because typically media just looooves to have underlying sexual tension in opposite sex friendships. I'm hoping that they don't turn him into some sort of toxic masculinity frat bro because it seemed like it was going in that direction 😭 I can't make too many assumptions though, only because we got such little screen time with him.

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about me :

andréa, 27, she/her, french, queer, artist and writer

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

❱ what i draw : portraits, animals

❱ who i draw : tlou girls, targs women and less common girlies, ocs, aaron taylor-johnson

❱ what i write : angst, slowburn, fluff, lots of headcanons

❱ who i write about : aegon II targaryen, larra rogare, abby anderson, ellie williams, joel mentioned, mel

latest work: so able - abby x teacher!reader

❱ masterlist ❰

minors, bigots and toxic men bye and dni here

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of course she loves her classics, she's the most precious girl out there

𝒜𝒷𝒷𝓎 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝐻𝑒𝓇 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝐵𝑜𝑜𝓀𝓈

Stumbling upon a charming little bookstore in Hillcrest, instantly brought Abby to mind and her deep passion for reading. As I lingered there for a few moments, I found myself wondering if Abby had ever had the pleasure of exploring this hidden gem. I could easily picture her losing track of time, looking at all the different books waiting to be discovered, carefully selecting the perfect treasures to bring back with her to the stadium.

In the warm embrace of her favorite books, she finds a safe haven from the heavy world around her. Surrounded by feelings of loss and the weight of her world, these stories become her escape, taking her to places filled with hope and joy.

After a long day on patrol or completing the tasks assigned to her by Isaac, she turns to these pages to calm her mind and heart. On days when grief and sadness feel especially strong, the tales within help her forget her pain, offering comfort and peace. In the simple act of reading, she discovers not only a way to escape but also a joy that lifts her spirits and brightens her days.

She loves a wide range of books, from fantasy fiction that whisks her away to magical worlds, to historical fiction that brings the past to life, and even beautiful poems that touch her heart.

Oh, Abby, how deeply I wish I could gather every book in the world, all for you. I’d go to the ends of the earth just to see your sweet smile and know that you are happy.

Here’s a list of Abby’s books featured in the game:

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Please, she's so iconic in that scene. LIKE PLEASE. The rain, the tank top, the hammer, the rope burns. I'm WEAK.

The cutscene were Abby is captured by the seraphite and saved by Yara and Lev had me feral. Not only this is my favourite part of the game BUT LOOK AT HER.

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sketch of Abby Anderson ‘cause she’s a babygirl who never did anything wrong in her life