#abby anderson is a gentlewoman

[elliesbff]

I feel like you’re the person for this job.

I feel like this fandom needs more cowboy Abby fluff. CAN A GIRL GET SOME PURE SOUTHERN COMFORT AROUND HERE??? Like we all know that woman would hold doors open and be such a good little provider yk??

i LOOOOOVEEEE this idea. i’ve seen multiple fan works of abby as like a cowboy, or like a farm worker and sometimes even in a red dead redemption au, and it’s been on my mind ever since.

enjoy these headcanons! (since my brain is fried and i can’t focus on anything) cw: slightly suggestive at some points!

cowboy abby anderson,

she’s such a gentle-woman for you. always opening doors while making a grand gesture with her arm; “after you,”

to add, although she knows you’re perfectly capable of these things yourself, she provides these acts of service anyways, just to show her love and devotion to you.

she’s so good with horses, and animals in general. you always stare in awe as she tends to them, cleaning, feeding and the likes.

on those scorching-ly hot summer afternoons, she’d wear tank tops that revealed that a little bit of her chest and her back. some would say she does it on purpose.

her with a southern accent…. somewhat similar to joel’s, the exaggerated pronunciations of the end of each word. she’d still have those commanding, almost always sarcastic undertones in her voice.

would definitely let you wear her large cowboy hat, and only you.

because of her muscular build, she can easily haul objects such as hay bales, game, and even a variety of animals around — including you, with little to no struggle. use that to your imagination.

she’s exceptionally good at horse-back riding and controlling her hips. it’s no different in the bedroom.

from the amount of heavy duty work she does; lassoing, hurling heavy loads around and such, her hands are ridden with callouses and scars. combine this with her unimaginable grip and strength, your skin is far from safe when it comes to slaps and spanks.

on the outside, she’s a tough, burly stud of a woman who’s strength is near unmatched. but when you dig a little deeper, she’s just a warm ball of energy, who turns to mush at the mere sound of an earnest compliment.

good behaviour is always handsomely rewarded.

her lasso skills come in handy behind closed doors.

she’s old fashioned when it comes to gracing you with affection; neck and hand kisses, inviting you to dance even in the midst of silence, breakfast in bed, and gifting you with flowers she found while hunting.

on the topic of hunting, she’s mighty good at it, and never fails to impress you with her bow and shotgun — watching her come back home with an abundance of loot always amazes you.

her skilful providing never goes unappreciated.

that’s all i can think of for now, sorry if it’s not that good💔💔 i’ll try to think of some more tomorrow!

[fakevalentine]

hi honey!!!!! kay so ... how about ... mechanic abby with a mechanically clueless reader n she comes in like once a month and abby is like always giving her a huge discount n stuff idk?? do what you will with that??? lmao

also is 🐚 taken? i want that pls xx

female reader x mechanic abby anderson hcs

you stare at her hands, dirty and calloused as they do god knows what under the hood of your car. her thumb and index play around with buttons and screws, and you can't help but notice how she seems to use her middle and ring fingers regularly. maybe its muscle memory. you hope so

you've become a regular now, somehow always having car trouble since your first visit. and of course, abby is always there to help you out, standing out from her fellow mechanics that gawk and whistle when you walk in.

she is such a gentlewoman, always treating you with respect and even cursing herself out when she catches herself staring at you for too long.

you're not much better; completely focused on how her body moves. specifically when she's checking your brakes underneath your car, the bottom half of her body sticking out.

you watch as her shirt rises, revealing her toned abdomen... the way her hips push up to adjust herself— it fogs your brain up too much that when she slides out to question you, you have to take a few seconds to compose yourself.

the sweet nicknames she gives you, rather nonchalantly. you settle on the thought that she calls every girl that, all her clients. what's so special about you? but what you don't know, is that abby pays very little attention to every other client that comes in. you're very special.

and she never lets you pay full price, not even the first time you came in. you don't know how to explain that one— maybe she's just nice?

mechanic!abby who lets you stick around after her shift, when the store is empty and quiet. letting you follow her around, asking about your day and life overall

nsfw ..

helps you clamour onto the hood of your newly fixed car, the combined body weight denting and marking the car. it makes abby cringe internally, hearing cracks and squeaks that she knows a car shouldn't make.

leaves you with marks she hopes you don't cover up, prays you purposefully display them on your skin the next time you come in. and surely enough, you do!

straps you in the backseat of your car, knees pressed against your chest and the windows fogged up. you can do nothing but take it, reaching up to claw at her muscular arms and cry about how good it feels

mechanic!abby who locks the store down a lot earlier now.

[savannahsdeath]

Hi babe! Abby or Ellie, you pick, x reader at a party with their friends and reader gets tired and wants to go home early. Abby/Ellie is very understanding and takes u home, then she gives u a reward for being such a "good girl" and communicating how u felt<3 (heavy smut pls bc I'm ovulating-sorry a little!!)

DOCTOR!ABBY ANDERSON X READER

mdni please<3

warnings: 18+!! weed and just pure smut🤗 also made it a doctor!abby because.. yes

writers note: guys !! its my bsfs birthday!! i know i know doctor!abby and weed doesnt come along but hushh,, and omg im so late but dont apologize bae cuz i literally love this req so much.. i think i stopped breathing;(

you were extremely happy that abby took you to a little friend's party with her as in your head that meant she's not ashamed of you. you barely knew these people, but they were really nice and you had more fun than with your own friends.

now, you were seated between abby's thighs on a couch. your back was propped against her chest, one of her hands was lightly wrapped around your waist. the other one held a joint, which she'd stick into your mouth from time to time. the smell of weed combinated with the late hour made you feel dizzy, so you found comfort in sitting in abby's embrace.

she was talking with her friends about something you couldn't understand, probably connected with work. the only thing you remembered was them talking shit about their boss, and complaining about how much people get sick to some unknown for you illness lately.

you bit back a yawn but slightly shifted, so now the side of your face was pressed against her chest, and your arms wrapped around her. you could easily fall asleep in this position.

she leaned her head towards you, honoring your head with a kiss, before she started stroking your hair.

"abs..." you whispered, looking up at her. "i want to go home."

she frowned in concern, but also some confusion. "is something wrong?"

"no, no." you reassured her. "i'm just tired." you yawned. "can we?"

she looked down at her watch. the midnight passed hours ago, turning into late night.

"of course." she patted your thigh, signaling for you to stand up, and so you did. "me and my girl will be going home now." she announced, nudging some of her friends as a form of saying 'goodbye'. she took your hand and whispered; "c'mon, sweetheart", slightly tugging on your arm and pulling you towards the door.

you waved and shouted a tired "bye guys!" while following abby.

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she opened the car door and, after you sat down, fastened your seatbelt for you. you watched through the window as she circled the car and got into the driver's seat.

you both sat quietly, her gaze focused strictly on the road, though her hand stroked your thigh as she drove towards both of your home. you found yourself drifting off into a half-conscious state, feeling safe and warm as she reached over to turn off the radio. you stirred slightly as the car pulled into a driveway, the familiar area of your home passing by outside, awakening you from your slumber.

abby parked the car and turned towards you with a smile, her eyes meeting yours for a few seconds. she softly caressed your cheek before turning to get out of the car, opening the passenger door for you.

she slightly chuckled at your dizziness, putting her hand above your head so you won't hit yourself while coming out.

your head was spinning at the sudden change and movement. abby softly laughed at you stumbling again and placed her hand on the side of your hips, supporting and steadying you as you followed her towards your cozy home. she opened the door for you, gesturing for you to enter.

"my gentlewoman." you quietly murmured, walking straight towards the bedroom.

abby giggled at you as she watched you saunter off, following closely behind. she stopped you for a second to pull you closer by your chin and kiss your forehead in a sweet and tender gesture.

"i'll help you get ready for bed, m'kay?" she whispered sweetly, leading you over to the bedroom without waiting for your, easy to predict, answer.

she gently took off your shirt as you slid down your pants and kicked them somewhere on the floor. she, obviously, picked them up with a smirk and folded into a neat square, before doing the same with your top.

she started rummaging through the closet, looking for your pj's, but you tugged on her arm, motioning for her to lay down with you.

"you'll be cold." she stated, gesturing at your almost naked body.

"then stay with me." you looked up at her with your pleading, tired eyes.

she sat on the bed and you propped yourself against her, between her legs, just like at the party. her hands stroked your body - stomach, thighs or neck - without a break.

you closed your eyes and sighed. "sorry for ruining your meeting."

"ruining?" her hands stopped moving for a second. "i'm glad you came with me."

"yeah, but.." you slightly shifted, so you'll get more of abby's touch. "i made you leave pretty early."

abby laughed quietly at your request for more touch, and without a word she resumed stroking you from your thighs up towards your stomach. her touch was gentle and sweet, as she began rubbing you slowly and methodically.

"i wouldn't be here if i had any regrets about missing out on that party." she whispered in her raspy voice.

a soft moan escaped your lips as you felt her warm touch, the one that always protected you from being cold at nights. her turned down head had a perfect access to kiss your neck, although she was way more gentle with it than usually.

the light from the dim lamps from the nearby bedside table cast long shadows across the both of you.

your whimpers of pleasure increased in intensity as her kisses continued, your head rolled slightly to the side as her lips left a warm sensation on your skin. her fingers began to slide down, slowly exploring your throbbing body as she nibbled on your neck, before moving upwards.

she kissed behind your ear and whispered; "abby's gonna take care of you, love." she nuzzled your neck before turning slightly towards your face, wanting to see your expression.

her hand rested on the thin fabric of your underwear, when suddenly her thumb moved right on your clit, making you whimper right into her ear. she just held it there, as if she was holding a stethoscope and listened to your heart beat. in reality, she listened to the noiseless pulsating of your cunt.

"are you still tired?" she purred right into your ear, making you feel the vibrating of her voice. "maybe you should go to sleep." she continued, as her test finished and her thumb left your underwear. now, her fingers were playing with the hem of it, tugging on it but not taking off. "you deserve some rest."

you lifted your hips, bumping them into her arm. she chuckled, but understood the meaning, as her hand started sliding beneath your panties, softly tapping your skin.

"you were such a good girl today." she nibbled your earlobe, but soothed it with a kiss. "i'm glad you told me how you feel." her fingers landed on your core, immediately starting to stroke your clit, but not leaving out your wet cunt at the same time. "we wouldn't want you getting uncomfortable, yeah?"

you desperately nodded your head, whispering a little "yeahyeah", that wasn't exactly a response to abby's question, but to her movements. your little yes's were just a consent for her fingers, but she didn't need to know that.

your pussy clenched and unclenched around nothing, so when abby put her middle finger on it, she could swear she feels how you suck her in.

"remember to always communicate how you feel with me, okay?" she whispered before leaning in, putting her head close to your mouth, carefully listening for your answer.

but her finger dug into you in the same time, making her hear nothing but a moan. a one that was so loud she hummed at the sound, feeling it's quivering in her ear.

the satisfaction she felt in that second wasn't enough, and her fingers started pumping in and out. "you have to use your words." she kissed your nose and cheek, before landing on your ear again. "otherwise, i'll take that as a no. communication is key, isn't it?"

your head rested on her shoulder, exposing your neck, but she wasn't interested in it now. her focus wasn't on what were her fingers doing, too, even thought it seemed like so. she was only thinking about your response - the one you struggled to blurt out. but you knew how important it was for her, and you admired how much she protects your opinion.

"you always make me feel good, abs." you whispered and finally opened your eyes.

just after a few seconds, they closed again, as abby leaned in for a kiss. it was a slow and extremely passionate one, just how you needed it now. her tongue digging into your lips and her fingers doing the same thing into your different lips was a combination that could never make you feel bad.

she smiled as she pulled away, seeing you trail after her.

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