#abby anderson sfw

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— 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

abby anderson x reader

★ summary ⸻ abby feels terrible, she don't want you to spend time with her knowing that you thrive on social interactions. She feels like she's holding you captive with her introverted ways. ★ sfw! ⸻ purely fluff! very lovey dovey 😩 including; i love u's, usage of nicknames, mention of marriage 🫣. and anything else i forgot to add. this is for ( @paqerings ) they requested " https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRcgu17H/ - this for abby" ★ taglist ⸻@paqerings @vvynia @slut4mascss tag-list is open :) ★ note ⸻i was planning on having this fic out wayyyy sooner but college work took to much of my time. also, after this and a couple more of tlou i will be posting aot content as well!! so stay tuned for that. i hope this doesn't flop ( first time doing anything other nfsw related ) okay bye. now read 💋

⸻ 4:30pm. evening. jacksonville florida. summertime

this is probably the most relaxing evening you ever had in your entire existence. you felt the most safe at home with abby. you had no problem dropping everything to be with abby at home, doing the most mundane things known to mankind. some of your friends would even say you and abby are in yall the "boring couple era" however, the way you would rephrase it would be, "quality time". you didn't mind doing things that might feel boring to others with abby like watching TV, reading together on the couch, or even doing a puzzle on a friday night rather than going out to a club. it didn't matter what. just along you were being touched by her presence. and you know, when the time comes she will be there to cater to your social needs. always.

"I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make- I feel bad 

you were feeling like a gooey pile of mush. it didn't matter how many times you re-watch 10 things i hate about you it seems like that movie had the undertone superpower to make you feel like your heart has been broken into a million pieces - and the craziest thing is that they are fictional characters. astonishing. you were so hypnotized by the movie that abby's words fell deafly onto your ears. with a small touch from abby, you peeled your eyes away from kat and patrick. looking at the sight of your beautiful girlfriend, the small colored freckles scattered all around the bridge of her nose. The best feature you loved was her nose and her watercolor eyes. the way her eyes would create this type of expression was only found in the imitation of the wild ocean water. you adored how blue they were under the shining light and how dark they would become in the shadows. "hm?" you blinked a couple of times, staying still upon her sight. 

the pads of her fingers slowly and lightly stroke the peak of your shoulder. you moved in closer, head tilting in the process. "you okay abs?" you spoke softly. the guilt-ridden expression painted on abby's face, her chest heaved . "I feel bad" Abby's hand immediately went to the back of her neck while lowering her head. "oh baby" you cooed. the palms of your hands reaching the warmth of her cheeks, lifting her face to make her look at you." why? My love" god. if y'all couldn't get any closer. you moved from the soft cushion onto abby's lap. you draped your arm around her neck while your fingers found the shell of her ear; playing with it to soothe her overwhelming nerves. 

"mmcht - I don't know. I feel like you shouldn't be doing this. you should be out - with your friends. I don't want you to be forced to be here just because- 

"imma stop you right there, abs" Your lips drew this amused smile, her warm plumped lips being covered by your hand. her eyes flickered down to your hand and quickly back up to your orbs whilst her eyebrow frowned a bit -- giving the impression she was gonna whimper a bit. however, the hand that played with the ruffles of your satin shorts never stopped. 

"When I first met you I knew we were the total opposite. I knew that I was more extroverted than you are. which is okay. I didn't let your social awkwardness or your introverted ways stop me from dating and loving you" you reassured. your eyes soften, you love abby with all your heart and when you love someone, you love them whole. 

Your hand vibrated against abby's moving lips for a mintue or two. "I agree" you let out a small laugh. you both forgot your hand was taking up space on her face. she removed your hand from her mouth and into her own and as if it was a daily routine between her and you, she intertwined her calloused finger in between yours. "I enjoy my solitude, but ever since I met you I enjoy it even more when you're in it" abby whispered the small confession, god. there are not enough words in the universe to express the amount of love you harbored in your heart for them. 

"I love you. I really do" You were lost for words, you love it when abby expressed these types of thoughts she had for you. abby heart swelled with pride at being your girlfriend because she never met someone capable of understanding her in a way she thought only she would. you are her soulmate. In a quick small vision, abby had imagined you in this most beautiful wedding dress known to man and with your ring finger decorated with the most expensive ring ever. 

you notice abby was deep into thought so you nudged her slightly, "penny for your thoughts?"

"you wanna get marry?" abby spoke nonchalantly. you were taken back, as one would in this situation. Your eyes practically popping out of your sockets. "what?" you exclaimed. 

abby shrugged her shoulders," I mean it" 

you dwelled about it for a minute. me? mrs. anderson. that does sound good. 

the enddd. 💋

[gggookii]

𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 - 𝚎.𝚠

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loser!ellie williams x fem!reader

summary: ellie unexpectedly shows up to your apartment with hopes of talking to you. it's just the two of you sitting in her car. she tries to tell you how she feels, but her awkward nature makes it a struggle.

a/n: this is my first post on here and I hope y'all enjoy !! pretty short and sweet bc it's a monday night :/ (not proofread)

c/w: mention of weed

word count: 1.4k

click for palestine

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the sky has turned dark, with no one in sight through your apartment window. A lit candle emitted the scent of pure vanilla, which gave it a snug feeling. you were dozing off in bed, fitted with a pair of silk pajamas and a bright phone screen in front of your face. you couldn’t help the feeling of nodding off as the same video replayed on your phone. just as you shut your phone off and placed it on the nightstand, there was a notification. with a grunt, you picked yourself up and quickly flicked on your phone. it was her—the person you swore to your friends was the love of your life.

ellie (future gf):

look out ur window rn

like a lost puppy, you immediately scuffled to your window. pulling away the curtain, there sat ellie’s beat-up burgundy car in all it’s glory. your eyes lit up with a smile pulling at your cheeks. it was like a ritual. at least once a week, ellie would randomly show up at any time of the day. the two of you would sit around in her car, blabbering anything you could think of. sometimes, she would bring snacks, but you always thought she ate like a grandpa. who even eats necco wafers? let alone heard of that candy? nobody but ellie. 

you put on a random jacket and went down to her car. you mentally prepared yourself and fixed loose strands of your hair before opening the car door. through her window, you could see that she staring at you with a grin with her hair in a small ponytail. you loved it like that.

right as you opened the door; she quickly swept off the pile of fast food paper bags on the passenger's seat. she was so messy. you loved it.

"hey," she awkwardly greeted as she leaned back in her seat. ellie cleared her throat and looked away from you for a second.

"hi, ellie" you said, biting back a smile creeping up on you. the smell of weed that her car was lamented with filling up her nose.

randomly, she drew her hand out to you. with a lift of an eyebrow, you brought your hand out only for her to dap you up. there was pure confusion on your face the moment ellie began. what the fuck? you questioned her inside your mind. on the other hand, ellie was beating herself up for pulling a move like that. her whole body was hot and sweaty from the tension in her body. for her life, she can not flirt at all.

"sorry, that was kinda weird." the auburn-haired girl chuckled at herself and scratched her head. she was a nervous wreck, but you were oblivious to it.

"yeah, you fucking weirdo." you jabbed at her as you opened the pull-down mirror to check your appearance.

there was a couple of seconds of silence with ellie staring at you brushing off something in your eyebrows. "you look really pretty." ellie spoke up with her shoulders curled up.

"you think so?" you sheepishly ask for reassurance while shutting the pull-down mirror. she inches closer to you. the closer she becomes, the closer to death you are. ellie intensely stares at your forehead, squinting her eyes and tilting her head.

"yeah but..." her words cut off. you bit the inside of your cheeks as she continued to stare at your forehead. you felt stupid. was there really something stuck on there? "nah, I'm messing with you. there's nothing on your forehead." she admitted followed by a witch-like cackle.

you responded by shoving her shoulder away. "tsk. wowww, you should be a comedian or something. I'm fucking dying." said in the most monotone voice ever, even though you were holding in a laugh.

"yeah, you think I'm the funniest person ever." the girl in the driver's seat adjusted her shirt and leaned back in her seat. you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.

"what are you even doing here right now? don't you have the morning shift?" you interrogated her. she only looked down at her fidgeting fingers and shrugged.

"I dunno." she did know. she just couldn't spill it out.

at her apartment, she suddenly had a burst of confidence in her to confess to you. she pumped herself up, and even ran down your whole conversation to herself. but, as soon as you stepped into the car it all diminished away.

"missed me that much?" you teased her with a cheeky grin. her fast stung a color of red and she faced away from your gaze. "dude, you good?" suspicion rose in you as you observed her weird behavior.

"yeah, I'm just mewing," she said with a straight face and pointed towards her jawline. you slightly chuckled and rubbed your temples, "okay, buddy."

the two of them went silent once again. it wasn't an awkward type of silence though. it was comforting. you were just enjoying ellie's company with her doing the same. at least, you think. her ass was definitely pondering about something. her arms were crossed, eyebrows furrowed, lips slightly parted, and her eyes didn't leave her steering wheel.

"uhm..." she finally spoke up and your head spun over to face her. "hmm?" you responded.

"I think I like..." holy shit, it was happening. ellie is finally going to declare her undying love for you. "this girl." she finished her sentence.

are you absolutely shitting me right now?

you thought you were about to go insane. there was no way the two of you had been flirting for the past few months, and ellie likes someone else? there was no way it all meant absolutely nothing. you practically could hear the clique audio of your heart-shattering. the pieces scattered on the floor with no broom in sight to help you clean it up.

it wasn't only you going insane, but ellie too. her words came out completely different than she meant for them to. there has never been a moment where she wanted to smack herself more than now. ellie was already planning on quitting her job, shaving her hair, getting some plastic surgeries, and moving to iceland or something. there was no way she could correct herself now. but she did, and it became even more humiliating.

"wait- no, I don't like a girl." she tried to clear up, but it only made you even more confused.

"let me start over. pretend like none of that even happened." one of ellie's hands was over her face, and the other was being waved around. you held your breath and gazed upon the panicked face in front of you.

"I think I have feelings for you. not any other girl. only you." her final statement became clear. even with that, you were still just as confused as before.

"you do?" fuck, she's going to reject me. ellie thought to herself and prepared for her execution by rejection. "yeah." she shrugged, pretending to be nonchalant.

wow, since when did your skin feel so refreshed? you don't know why, but suddenly you felt a weight wash off your shoulders. you started smiling, borderline laughing, and ellie was kind of getting spooked. not because you looked psychotic, but because she felt that you were going to poke fun at her.

"nah, I'm playing. It was another joke" holy hell you were about to murder her. "that wasn't funny." you gave her a death glare and bit your tongue so you wouldn't start cursing at her.

once again, ellie regretted taking it back and was almost on the verge of tears. the amount of embarrassment she felt is unfathomable. ellie sighed and began to try one last time to clear everything up. her stupid social skills can't get in the way this time.

"I'm sorry." she apologized and continues, "I actually do like you. fuck, I'm sorry I'm so awkward." ellie held her face in her hands.

let's fucking go! you celebrated to yourself with a cringy air fist bump.

"ellie..." you let out an airy snicker as you placed a hand on her head. "you're so adorable." this got ellie's attention with her face swinging up to look at you.

"so, do you like me too?" she asked with a needy tone. you nodded at her. "yeah," a simple response.

"yeah?"

"yeah."

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a/n: I had absolutely no idea how to end this :{

[olive-fics]

Abby Anderson comforting you on your period *giggles and twirls hair*

VERY SMALL NSFW JOKE AT END NOT PROOF READ IM SLEEPY!

-Simple Abby headcannons and how she would comfort you on your period. Fluff

-Mention of blood ofc don't act surprised.

For the girls and the gays, Men DNI !!!!!!! (Please)

-Abby is the type of girl to come over at any given time of the day just because you texted her you feel sick from your period. "Abby,My cramps hurt so bad-” “On my way princess.” anything. JHFDJKGHNDF.

-Abby would tell you a time she’d be there and end up late, why? Because she was looking for one of her hoodies you enjoy so much and she was at the local Walgreen’s picking up your favorite snacks, drinks, tylenol (cramp relief meds), pajamas or a throw blanket for you. (Walgreens is a drugstore btw!)

-Comforting Abby would let you sit on her lap, lay on her, anything. She wanted you to be comfy.

-Abby could handle blood unlike many who find it gross. Abby thought that was ignorant and rude and she wants you to always be comfy around her. She adored you. <3

-As much as Abby always gives you her full attention, she always makes sure to give you more attention when aching like this. She knows how needy or clingy you can get, Abby would shower you with kisses, hugs, and sometimes gifts.

-Omfg I feel like Abby would give the best like back rubs or scalp massages with her muscular fingers. Abby wouldn’t stop after like 5 min either with the lame excuse of like “My hands are tired..” She would keep going until you either fell asleep or told her enough.

-Abby would carry you literally everywhere, bathroom, Bedroom, Kitchen too if you didn't already make Abby get you everything.

-Abby didn’t mind your mood swings if you even got them around her, she would take them calmly, never yell back and always let you come back when you’re ready. (Idk if that makes sense but like she’s giving u time and that’s hot LOL)

-Back to the Abby not minding the blood, If you mentioned any concern about bleeding on her or in her bed she would shush you so fast. “shh..Shh..Shhh..I don’t care My love.” or something sappy to make you giggle.

-Abby knew your attention span on your period was VERY limited so to keep you happy Abby always brought her Nintendo switch to play Mario kart. (duh.) every time you and Abby played Mario Kart it was like sports to you two. Abby normally picks Dry bones or Bowser.. But guess who also did? You. It was like a damn race alone to just see who could pick it first. Of course you both could be the same character but you liked to see the different characters plastered across the screen. In desperate times like this though? Abby would always ‘accidentally’ miss-click so you could always win and get the character you wanted, Abby just loved to see you laugh at her.

-Yk how Abby said she would do anything for you? She meant literally any type of relief to ease your pain.. even if that meant-🧛

My friend gave me this idea and it made me think..so..

Reblogs are appreciated!

I have anonymous requests in my bio! Send me SFW. requests! Head-cannons on TLOU characters or smth idk LOL.

Okay Drink water girls. <3

[babyanderson]

uh huh!!! cuz finkin bout askin abs what she get me for chrismas n she say i cant kno yet caus is not chrismas yet n n n nnnn wrapin presents for under da treeeee

thank u for the request!! i’m sorry it took so long to do this:(

“mama,” you tap on abby’s arm softly, wanting her attention. she smirks, still facing forward towards the tv. you’re sat in between her legs on your shared bed, abby’s finger’s tracing shapes along your back.

“i know what you’re going to ask, baby. i’m not telling you. christmas is two days away. you can wait,” she smiles down at you, sighing as you whine into her chest. every day for the past month, you’ve been asking and asking abby about christmas. what did she get you? what did nora get you? what did mel get you? does abby want to know what you got her?

“but- please! won’ tell anyone!” you say, looking up at abby through your eyelashes. she shakes her head, picking you up to sit you on her lap. “i’m not telling you, baby, but, you can help me wrap everyone else’s presents, if you’d like,” she offers, making you snap your head up to look at her, nodding feverishly.

you’re both now sat in front of each other, on the floor of your bedroom, the presents piled up next to you. you hand abby the presents and she wraps them, it’s a good system.

“who’ this for, mama?” you ask, passing abby a squeaky chew toy. “this one is for alice. you like it?” you hum in agreement, leaning over to squeak it a couple times. you close your eyes and pick up the next present, opening your eyes to look at it. you wave the shark plushie up at abby, her nose in it’s mouth.

“hey!!! off my mama!!!” you gasp, dropping the shark.

“oopsies..” you whisper picking it back up. you gasp once more, feeling abby’s hands on your cheeks and her lips all around your face. you giggle loudly, wiggling on her lap.

“mama!! mama, stop!!! mama, i busy, no kissin’!” you exclaim, abby pulling away slightly. “but you’re my baby! cutest little baby!! my baby!!” she says back, kissing all over your face once more and you wriggle around in abby’s lap, hitting her chest lightly in a fit of giggles. she pulls away, looking at you seriously.

“okay, we gotta finish these presents now,” she says, looking over your shoulder to the mountain of presents that are yet to be wrapped. “mama, you the one that distractin’ us,” you laugh, reaching for another present to give to abby, now situated on her lap. “mama, sleepy. go to sleep? ‘s nap time?” you whisper, your eyes fluttering shut, leaning against abby’s chest. she leans down to whisper back to you. “can go to sleep if you want, baby. want me to put you back in bed?” you shake your head. “wan’ stay with mama.”

[coconutbabydoll]

ೀ-one last time

pairing: abby anderson x fem!reader

warnings: reader is a cheater, open ending, bad grammar, lack of vocabulary lol that’s it i think. don’t keep scrolling i’ll get better over time!!

summary: so one last time i need to be the one who takes you home ;) (lyrics from the song bbg)

a/n: okay so it took me like 5 days to write this , please please interact likes,reblogs, and comments are appreciated but not mandatory!! if there any grammar, punctuation, mispelling lmk!! i would listen to the song after reading this but it is a popular song you probably already heard of it. also is this giving wattpad core ?? that’s like my biggest fear, okay shutting up posting this and now i’m throwing my phone across the room!!

it’s becoming more and more physically impossible to pull yourself away from your bed. only thing inducing you to get up was your nine to five job. you sighed and wearily pushed your hands on the bed and looked at your pillow. there was a big wet spot on your pillow. why were you crying? you were the one who messed up, you were the one who lied, it’s been five months why couldn’t you just get over it. you jumped off your bed and walked over to vanity desk and grabbed your phone. immediately you clicked on the instagram icon, for the past five months this became apart of your daily routine, abby. you tried to resist stalking her page but she was really unforgettable. you scrolled through all of her gym photos, photos with friends , and photos and videos she still had up of the two of you. you didn’t really know what that meant, at first you thought it meant she missed you, so you tired to contact her but she always left you on seen. you clicked on her profile picture icon to see what she posted on her story.

oh, you didn’t see that coming. it was photo of her and some girl, the girl was kissing her on the cheek and her arms wrapped around abby neck while abby made duck face, one hand holding the phone towards a bathroom mirror and the other on the girls waist.

the picture was caption: happy two months baby!! i love you more than words can explained :)

two months? so it only took her three months to get over you while your suffering everyday, always wishing you go back five months in time so you could take back that one moment that’s been repeating in your head every single day , that moment wasn’t even the worst part it was abby little puppy dog eyes when she found out, god you felt so awful then, all you wanted to do was stick a knife down your throat, you still do now.

you swipe off of instagram and deleted the app, you got enough of that. you open your message app and texted your boss telling her that you had fever and you weren’t able to make it, you needed a little break. you’ve been working nonstop for five months , you needed something to distract your mind.

it was a friday after all, just because abby moved on doesn’t mean you have to spend it depressed and cooped up in your bed. maybe you could hang out with your friends, you still had a decent amount of those. actually no, all your friends were shared with abby and if they still talk to abby, which they most certainly do, they would know abby’s girlfriend. if you asked to hangout with them, they would invite abby and she would invite her girlfriend, absolutely not. maybe a frat party, there was a decent amount of those too, a perfect way to meet new people and to get over somebody, you used to go to a lot. thats actually how you meant abby , that’s how you lost her too.

the thing was you have been so out of the mix lately, you haven’t heard the word frat party since five months ago. there always a party on friday, right? dina, dina, dina, dina, she would know she goes to almost everyone. plus you guys still keep in contact. you open your message app and clicked her contact name.

y/n: hey dee, is there a frat party going on tonight? cs i kinda wanna go to one, pls lmk

dee: oh wowww looks who finally wants to come out their shell, haha yes there is one at 11 can i come over a 10 with some stuff so we can get ready??

y/n: yea sound great

now what to do till ten, you could get up and get some coffee, walk to the park, make some breakfast, read a book. nope, you decided to download instagram again , log back into your account and stalk abby. you sighed, was it really that easy for her to forget about you, get over you? maybe she wasn’t over you, she still had your pictures up! messaging her again wouldn’t hurt, you thought.

you click on the message button and look at all your previous messages, all of them including an “i’m sorry, please just listen to me.” your only contact with her was instagram because she blocked you everywhere else. you were always puzzled as to why she blocked you everywhere else but not instagram. you hesitated before typing and deleted a couple of sentences and finally you were satisfied.

“hey abby, i’m sorry to bother you on your anniversary and stuff but i just want to tell you somethings i felt like i really didn’t have time to explain, first of all i’m truly and deeply sorry from like the bottom of my heart. it was never my intentions to hurt you , it just happen i was drunk out of my mind and the whole time i thought about you, i hated myself for doing that to you and i wanted to tell you before she did but i chocked imma fucking coward i know , i’m sorry abby. i don’t deserve you at all but i miss you.”

it’s not like she actually was going to reply but you still wanted to express yourself, what you really wanted was her to forgive you but that’s never going to happen. you still had several hours left before dina came over , you decided to take a nap.

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you were woken up to the static of your intercom, you whined and look for your phone with your hands scavenging around your bed. your eyes were dazzled by the brightness of your phone screen, it was 10:13 and you had loads of text from dina, you got up and pressed the door button to your intercom and open your apartment door and stood at the threshold.

“how long are your staying?” you sarcastically questioned dina as she walked up the stairs with a travel suitcase.

“i brung options, i know how picky you are.”

when dina walked in she gazed around your apartment, like she’s never been in there before.

“i feel like i haven’t been in here forever, it still looks the same.” you let out a little chuckle.

“i brought everything, shirts, shorts, skirts, dresses, jeans. here pick out what you want,” she shoved the suitcase towards you. “imma gonna to do my hair in the bathroom.”

you tugged on the zipper moving it around the suitcase and opened the top, you eyes were met with a variety collection of clothes. you didn’t really think about what to wear. a nice top and shorts would be fine. before you had the chance to grab an outfit you heard your phone buzz, you reached over and grabbed it- no fucking way! abby had message you back, we’re you dreaming ? you took the back of your hand and firmly rubbed your eyes, gazed back at your screen and nope this is real, quickly you clicked on the message and your phone automatically unlocks.

“can you stop, no like actually i had enough. all those other messages i ignored, but cmon on my fucking anniversary. my girlfriend and i are happy and i don’t need you back in my life. i don’t need any source of reminder of you. doesn’t matter how many times you say sorry it doesn’t take back what you did! and i asked you and you lied! stop it i don’t care anymore, leave me alone before i block you, this shit is super annoying.”

geez that was awful, we’re you really that annoying? you were just trying to express yourself, she never gave you chance to actually explain she just went off of what the girl told her, but you did lie and what did you expect? for everything to be all happy and sunshine, for her to read your message and want to get back together? but there no actually way that sh-

“what are you doing?” dina giggled as she walked in the living area, her hair was straightened down with a middle part. you didn’t realize how long and deep you had been into your thoughts, fuck that was embarrassing.

“nothing, i was just thinking about um some stuff.”

“well can you think about what your going to wear, cmon let’s go!”

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this party’s stinks, no like actually it stinks, it smells like sweat, must, and ass. and you weren’t really having fun, a couple of people try to flirt with you and got some girls number, made out with like two of them but none of them gave you that same tingly feeling you had when you met abby.

“dee, i’m gonna head to the bathroom,” you informed dina, she waved you off and continued talking with some guy, the three of y’all were sitting on some torn up leather couch along with some others. you were scrolling on your phone the whole time, and peeling the leather off of the couch. you made your way upstairs where you assumed the bathroom would be and it was, there wasn’t a line but someone was in there, so you patiently waited on the side of the door.

and as if it was by fate or the universe just really wanted to be entertained right now, guessed who walked out of the bathroom. abby fucking anderson.

her eyes kinda widened and her lips slightly parted, she look like she just seen a ghost, she took a deep breath and you saw her chest moved and back down, like she was in awestruck or something. the staring between to both of you felt like it would last an eternity, in reality it probably only lasted five seconds until she scoffed and walked away making sure to bump your shoulder.

“abby abby! please wait,” you yelled chasing after her, she was walking fast so you started speed walking to catch up, when you did you grab her wrist in attempt for her to stop.

“get the fuck off of me!” she fumed and spun around and stopped walking. “what the fuck do you not understand? i don’t wanna see you, leave me alone!”

“abby please, one more time! just this once and i’ll leave you alone forever please,” you sniffled. you didn’t want to cry but shit. the anger in her face kinda soften. and you two stood there for what felt like an eternity again.

“cmon,” she finally said while she grabbed your hand and led you into a empty bedroom. she let go of your hand and closed the door behind her, and sat on a unmade bed.

“this better be worth my fucking time, go!”

“it is! i swear, i- i just don’t exactly what to say, i mean i’ve been waiting to speak to you for months and i missed you so much abby, there’s not a day that went by that i didn’t think of you and-,” you rambled out but was eventually cut off by abby.

“okay so what exactly do you want to talk about, i know what happen , i know you lied, and i know you regret it and all that bullshit but we’re not getting back together, my girlfriend is downstairs waiting for me and i’m going to keep her because she doesn’t cheat and lie.”

“i know but , i just wanna put this past us and i know we can’t be together but i don’t wanna be friends either, i can’t stand to see you with someone else, i feel like- i don’t know like we were meant to be, it’s corny i know. and i know she’s probably a good person, probably the best you ever had, but i’ve been miserable, i don’t want to be without you,” you expressed, you walked closer to the unmade bed where abby was sitting and gently caressed her shoulder, she looked nervous but at the same time it was how she always used to look at you when you two were a couple.

“what are you doing,” she said uncertain, low, and shy. she was looking down at her leg which was bobbing up and down.

“i don’t wanna think about it,” you breathed, and pulled abby into a kiss. it didn’t last long but it was loving and for three seconds you swore she kissed you back until she pulled away.

“i can’t- this is wrong i have-.”

“don’t think about it ,i know you want it too, just one last time.”

[littl3sp4rkly4ngel]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖࣪ ── 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭… 𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲’𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬

summary ; abby, her pretty arms and you…

content warning ; fem!reader x abby anderson, SFW part: lots of fluff, petnames, established relationship. NSFW part, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT: strap usage (r receiving), cunnilingus (r receiving), fingering (r receiving), pet names, kinda choking, kinda size kink (reader’s size not specified!), strenght kink (?,

author’s note ; totally got inspired by this post from @cssiel, go show some love!! <3

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𝐒𝐅𝐖

★ we can all agree abby has the juiciest arms… i mean, just look at those pics!!

★ so i really picture her feeling so so confident when your eyes stay fixed on those bulky veiny sexy arms for just a little too long…….

★ she absolutely loves it when you kiss her, but when you kiss her arms??? she feels like she’s about to melt.

★ when the two of you go out, she always makes sure you’re by her side. she either has her arm around your shoulders or your arms are intertwined.

★ whenever your arms are hooked with hers you feel like she’s about to crush your hand if she clenches her bycep… and you both love it!!!

★ your favourite activities with her arms include tying bows, doodling on them or trying to kiss all her freckles!!

★ “what are you doing, pretty girl?” abby laughed when she saw you cutting a piece of pink ribbon. “i want to try something, pleeease…” you beg clasping your hands together.

★ when you finished tying the bow she just giggled and patted your head, “you’re adorable.” she muttered, playing it cool (she was internally screaming how much she loved you).

★ the doodling became a thing when you two were hanging out in your room, abby was reading a book and you were sketching some stuff. your girlfriend started missing your touch (even tho you were lying by her side), so she threw her arm over your shoulders and kissed the side of your head.

★ that’s when you looked down at her arm and an amazing idea came to you, “stay still, abs!” you grinned as you grabbed your pen and started drawing little hearts and starts on her forearm.

★ since that day, whenever you’re bored you draw some doodles on abby’s arms and she ADORES IT.

★ and well, another thing abby loves is when you bite her arm… she thinks it’s so cute and reminds her of an animal marking their territory!!

★ so yeah…. abby’s arms !!!! ♡

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 (+𝟏𝟖)

★ she loves wrapping her arm around your neck as she hits it from the back with her strap. had to say it.

★ tbh, we all know she’s a big teddy bear, but i truly believe that changes when she remembers that she could easily crush you…. her pussy gets so wet thinking about it…

★ when you guys need to be quiet, she tells you to bite her arms so you can keep your noises down and she lives for it. “you need to keep your voice down, baby…” she starts, “open your mouth, pretty girl, and bite down.” as she puts her forearm in front of your mouth.

★ let’s not forget about the way she separates your legs with her big hands and how she holds them still with her arms when she eats you out like a starved woman…

★ “stop trying to close your legs, baby, you already know it’s not happening.” she mutters while kissing your thighs.

★ abby loves to finger you while she spoons you and wraps her arms around your waist, she feels so good being so close to you, the intimacy makes her heart beat faster and her fingers go deeper…

★ ugh… i need her so bad…

[mothercuntry]

Abbys reaction to you telling her how hot she is while making out: "you're so hot I can't stand it it drives me crazy." - maybe the first time or one of the first times

all my love is free | abby anderson

tags: eighteen+, lesbians obsessed with each other, had to post during lesbian visibilty week like c'mon???, just a big bag of fluff packaged with light steam, abby being a nervous goofball, sfw with suggestive themes.

an. sorry i kind of disappeared with posts. new collab is taking over my brain. but wanted to at least post something. can't wait for y'all to get a taste. until then, i'll be finishing the requests in my inbox (hopefully). with all the love, ray.

the end of your first date with abby marks a colossal milestone, especially for the two of you. the moment almost seemed monumental. taking one year of abby’s pining, six months of flirting and six months of tiptoeing while you were with someone else. respectfully, waiting until a month after the breakup, she asks you out.

unimaginable expectations abby had before going into tonight, but all she had to offer it seems was her nerves. god, she was acting like a dumb, mumbling, dork tonight. saying the first thought coming to mind, but it makes you laugh. when abby nearly eats it on the sidewalk, tripping over a crack of grout in the cement. your soft angelic voice taking her out for a moment, the only thing centering her from having a meltdown. 

“baby, are you alright? be careful, honey.” there it is, angelic. “wouldn’t want you to fall.” the first pet names hurled her way by you, making her heartbeat faster than she could keep up with. you cut her off at her knees, ensuring you are the only person she could ever want.

fuck, fuck, fuck.

it’s pretty obvious who was in control the entire night. if the two of you are friends, this night has a year of expectations, hopes, goals to meet and abby felt like she was failing. deeply.

as she walks you up to the front door, she knows the only thing she accomplished was letting you down. nothing went the way she thought it was going to. everything felt off. worst of all, your silence snuffs her out, completely.

you grab her hands, pulling her up the stairs with you. the collar feels too hot, tense, off. delicate fingers playing with the collar before you unclasp the buttons, keeping down before you move to her chest, placing your hand on abby’s inconsistent heartbeat.

“can i? s’tense, need you to loosen up for me. alright?” abby nods, accepting you can read her like the back of your hand. she just doesn’t want you to stop touching her. “get out of this head of yours. s’just me and you, no one else.” your nimble fingers pop the first three buttons, revealing her freckled chest, dipping into her sternum, giving you a delicious preview. she takes a deep breath, and you believe it’s the first one she’s allowed herself since she showed up with a bouquet of flowers in hand. 

“‘m sorry, i didn’t mean to ruin tonight. i just— it’s you. y’know? i’ve never wanted someone like this. been friends for ages and this is just everything. you are everything. i’ll never live with myself if i let you slip through my fingers.” her heartbeat calms under your touch the longer abby speaks, bringing a warmness to your own. “don’t worry about all of it. you’re not going to. i won’t let you.” 

“okay.” abby says as she gets lost in the light in your eyes. the fire visible behind yours. the way she’s looking at you? fuck. unimaginable desire — all for you. it almost seems too good to be true. like you don’t deserve it. waiting for the pin to drop, all the misery drowning you with it. “did you have a good time tonight?” 

“yes baby, i did.” you smirk as she inches forward, closing you into your front door. back pressed against it, her small breasts pressed to your chest, her free hand extended, next to your head as it lays flat on the door.

“s’good. wouldn’t want to kiss you if the date was bad.” all the confidence is back. the abby who flirted with you shamelessly for months on end. knowing you’re happy is enough for her. it’s all she needs to know to let the loser in her fall to ashes. but you taking the reins for a moment, does something so visceral inside her. she nearly doesn’t know how to act until her instincts kick in. 

she’ll satisfy you — just in the way she knows how. 

“what are y—” abby pressed her body weight into you, strong hips pinning you against the door using one of her hands to pin both of yours above your head. you’re whimpering, signaling your shock but the whine omitting from your lips tells abby your pussy is shocked. soaked.

“doing what i should have done months ago.” her pink plump lips meet yours, taking complete control over you. but you welcome it with open arms. she grunts in your mouth causing you to gasp as abby’s tongue enters your mouth. massaging it with yours in a swift battle for dominance. 

it’s too much but also not enough. you’re grinding against her, your crotch kissing hers as you lift a leg, wrapping it around her waist. she continues kissing you like her entire life depends on it. not letting you feel anything but her. she’ll be your everything and you’re not leaving until you understand it just as much as her. “abs—” you mumble in her mouth, abby relinquishes the tight grip on her hands.

immediately your hands are woven in her hair. tugging at the golden hair, as you try to pull her closer to you, if it was even possible. but the two of you have to come up for air, abby the first one to break as she chuckles at both of your heaving chests. 

“fuck, you’re so hot, baby. can’t stand it.” you peck her lips softly. admiring how puffy and swollen they look from her ministrations. god, you want her to devour you once again. “‘m, drives me crazy.” you admit, taking in the intoxicating smirk on her face. you’re not made into a fumbling mess easily. the both of you know it. that’s how abby knows it in her bones, she has you. fuck, she can’t ever imagine letting go. 

[munsonsfairy]

💐💗🍬 PERIOD COMFORT • ABBY ANDERSON

warnings: strap on, period intercourse, tit play, soft dom abby

ੈ✩‧₊˚ sfw

she’d come home from the gym to see you curled up in bed. you’re holding your tummy with furrowed brows and she immediately drops everything to get to work.

“hey, sweet girl. need me to do anything baby?” she’s holding your head and rubbing your back to relieve the pain. “mhmm, but don’t know what,” she smiles softly knowing your head is feeling fuzzy.

on your first day, the two of you spend the day watch all your favorite romcoms. even if abby thinks they’re too cheesy she loves watching them with you because the times you cry over the sweet romance you’re clinging onto her like a koala.

instead of leaving your side, abby would uber eats all your favorite snacks! today is definitely a day to munch out together.

one of your favorite things about having a strong girlfriend is how good she is with her hands. abby will bring you to her chest and press her palm down on your lower back. you never fail to roll your eyes from how amazing it feels. all the tension melts away by her touch.

“feel good, baby?” abby whispers. “mmmm, so so good, abs.” she kisses your forehead and doesn’t stop until you’re sound asleep.

you never have to lift a fingerrrrr!! if you want something just tell abby or when you want to go back to bed, she’s carrying you upstairs.

if you accidentally stain yourself she’ll make sure to tell you it’s completely normal and kiss your tears away. a warm bath with lavender scented bubbles is made and she holds you while washing you up.

“let’s get you changed, sweet girl. want your fuzzy socks? can’t have you walking barefoot right now.” she grabs your socks along with her boxers and one of her sweatshirts. her scent immediately calms you down and lulls you back to sleep.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ nsfw

holds your back to her chest in the bath while her fingers fuck you under water. she’s kissing your neck and shoulder while you come undone under her.

lays you on top of a towel and fucks you slowly with her strap. she knows cumming relieves cramps and let’s you do it as much as you want. worships your body when you’re in pain and feel bloated. sucks your tits while holding your hands. let’s you cry into her neck every time you feel her strap hit your favorite spot.

“there you go baby, let it out,” she’s holding your face and kissing your cheeks. “fuck such a pretty girl for me, hmm? gonna give me another, baby?”

[star-xxx1]

Soft! Abby anderson Hc's

Sfw and Nfsw

Sfw:

Abby treats you like a teddy bear. She'll hold you all day long, not letting you escape her muscular arms. When you try to get up for the day, you're met with 'mh.' She groans as she shoves you back into her front. Or she'll roll onto you, crushing you, comfortably, so you can't get up.

Abby likes to have your company even when you or are she's doing the smallest of things. She's reading? She needs you next to her, she'll read to your or just give you sight loving glances as you rest your head against her shoulder, on your phone. Her big hand comes to rest on your thigh. Are you cooking? Here comes her big amrs around your waist. Pooing? Knock. Knock. "Baby! Hurry up." She whines.

Abby always sends you silly, stupid things. You'll wake up with a lot of messages from her when she's at work. 'Look at this' or 'Reminds me of you', and it'll be a little gremlin terwking.

Abby spoils you, but she likes to spend most of her money on arts and crafts. You love doing them together. Sitting on, her lap at the table as you both make little cute things chatting and listening to music.

Abby is a lana listen. After all, she is just a girl. (Definitely not a mass murder) she loves laying in between your legs onto your soft tummy as you brush and braid her long, beautiful hair.

Abby loves giving and receiving massges her big muscles can get tight and sore it's up to you to solve it, delicate hands on her big soft body, and for you, she knows you get stressed or overwhelmed at times and her hands soothing on you helps and calms you so much.

Abby loves when you run into her arms. The smile of your cute face, she would kill for. Along Your scent, your arms in Genral wrapping around her, just everything about you. It's not like you both are unhealthy obsessed with each other, right? (Yeah, you guys totally are) At the end of the day, you're all she needs, all she could ever want. She needs you to live and function without, well she wouldn't even dare think about that.

Nsfw:

Abby straps rubs deliciously against her raw puffy clit as She pounds your greedy cunt. You love her whimpers and tiny moans as she desperately chases after her high, abusing your twitching hole. The view of such a strong woman on top of you struggling to keep her composure is the most intoxicating thing you have ever seen. "Hm, f'uck baby." she slurs her words so drunk on pleasure. Like a bitch in heat.

Abby loves fucking you till your heads a mess. Your face buried in the pillow, your little cries, she soothes you. She knows your limits and won't push them. You can take some oversimulation. "Shhh, precious girl, you can take it, take it for your abs." She cooes into your ear, strap buried so deep inside, smothering your cervix with kisses.

Abby sometimes needs to be put in her place. You'll tie her down to the bed and eat her out for hours, her muscular thighs shaking around your head, squeezing you so tight you think your head might explode. But you loved it and her moans when you fuck her with the strap on is so sweet to hear.

Abby and you love praise and constantly praise each other through sex, holding each other close during or after. She adores the hickeys she leaves on your neck and the firey red scratches you leave on her back. You both would look like you had a fight to death as soon as you exited the bedroom. All because of your passion.

Abby's holds onto your waist her legs keep yours open as she play with your pussy, all messy and swollen. She whispers into your ear about her love for you. All you can do is mindlessly nod as she continues to pull orgasm after orgasm out of you, your juices flowing out onto the bed.

She's soft when she knows you need it and you're the same for her. All you both want to do is pleasure each other. Slow cuddle sex is one of her favourites. Deep thrusts, as she holds you close, sloppily making out with you. It's definitely one of her favourites and a regular.

Aftercare is so important, and you both love cleaning together and cuddling. You guys would both offer water and food depending on who is fucked out. But the sleep after is great. Knowing you'll forever be in her arms is the most comforting thing you've ever known, and you love it.

[massacredkitty]

masterlist .ᐟ ..

☆ - sfw ★ - nsfw

ABBY ANDERSON —

knife / blood play ★

abby coming home ☆

manners ☆

blood kink ★

bladder control ★

first time using strap ★

more blood kink ★

piss kink ★

using a fuck machine on u ★

size kink & dacryphilia ★

fucking u with dildo ★

dry humping ★

abs giving you a handjob (?) ★

boxer!abby ☆

breeding strap ★

throat fuck ft vi ★

abs moaning while eating you out ★

helping you with period cramps ★

MORE bladder control ☆/★

strapped up in public ☆/★

letting you gag on her breeding strap ★

cunt slapping ★

mooore throat fuck ★

abby + nora threesome ★

gagging on fingers + spit kink ★

wax play ☆

strap warming ★

3some ft vi ★

somno ★

through the panties ★

ELLIE WILLIAMS —

dina & ellie 3some ★

different eras eating you out ★

knife play ★

anatomy ☆

fucking pregnant!r ★

eating u out over panties ★

edging & overstim ★

anatomy p2 ☆

mean!ellie ★

eye contact ★

movie night ★

loser!ellie + mean!reader ★

missionary tribbing ★

bladder control ☆/★

strength kink ★

pervyneighbour!ellie ☆

pervyneighbour!ellie headcanons ★

sex tape ft vi ★

pastors daughter ★

VIOLET —

vi being obsessed with making u squirt ★

pillow riding ★

puppy vi ★

scissoring ★

tummy bulge ★

breeding kink ★

vi in pink collar & gag ★

vi on a leash ★

size kink ★

soft dom vi ★

dom cait & vi ★

finger fuck ★

breeding kink ★

more dom caitvi ★

riding vi ★

bratty reader ★

treating strap like it’s real ★

aftercare ☆

gagging on her fingers ★

blood kink ☆

vi wearing rings ☆

permission & begging ★

sweet & sappy ★

edging & slipping ★

calling vi daddy ★

caitvi overstim & punishment ★

showering ☆

vi helping you breathe ★

breeding kink ★

throat fuck ft abby ★

cockwarming ★

3some ft abby ★

sex tape ft ellie ★

CAITLYN KIRAMMAN —

cait riding u ★

cait’s boobs ★

mirror sex ★

subby cait ★

dom cait & vi ★

more dom caitvi ★

guiding masturbation ★

mommy kink ★

caitvi overstim & punishment ★

losing her dominance ★

JINX —

dacryphilia ★

spit kink ★

obsessed w eating you out ★

UNOFFICIAL —

helping dina with her blocked duct ★

sevika biting kink ☆

sevika spanking ★

[olive-fics]

Maybe you could write abt older abby thats like a cowboy and her and the reader live together and their like happy n domestic?!

-Sure! Love this idea hehe (not proofread.. like usual)

Abby leaned against the wooden fence, her gaze fixed on the hills that stretched out before her. The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden hue across the expanse of the farmland. She took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of hay and the sweet aroma of wildflowers. A toothpick sat between her teeth as she wiped small beads of sweat from her forehead onto her pants.

The sound of your voice carried from the barn, breaking the silence calling out that supper was ready. Abby pushed herself away from the fence, her worn boots kicking up a small cloud of dust as she walked towards the homestead.

Abby trudged up the porch steps, her boots heavy with the day's accumulated dirt, making sure to not track any more grime into the house. She had dirt, oil, and who knows what else on her hands from the farm work she had been doing.

"In the kitchen Abs!" You called out to her with a giggle.

You stood in the kitchen, your hand, steady and practiced, tapped a spatula against the sizzling pan of bacon, releasing a tantalizing symphony of sizzles and pops. Upon the wooden countertop, golden-brown biscuits, along with a pot simmered with corn and a plate of porkchops.

Abby walked in and leaned on the doorframe to the kitchen, she was dirty and smelled like the barn, her baby hairs stuck to her sweaty forehead and neck..

"Well, aren't you a dirty lady?" you laughed, a playful glint in your eyes as you couldn't resist teasing her. You grabbed a damp rag from the sink, moving closer to where she stood. With a gentle touch, you began helping her wash away the grime from her face.

"I can do it myself, pumpkin," Abby giggled, her voice filled with affection. She leaned down and planted a soft, tender kiss onto your forehead. Her smile held a mixture of playfulness and gratitude, as she tried to keep her dirty hands away from your clean clothes and body.

"Baby it looks too good.. I can't wait to eat." Abby murmured into your ear. "I'll fix you a plate, hon. Go sit," you insisted with a warm smile, your voice filled with care and affection. You leaned in to plant a soft, lingering kiss on her lips before she could protest.

With the plate of delicious food in one hand and a steaming cup of coffee in the other, you walked over to the table and set everything down. As Abby began to eat, you settled into your own seat across from her, your gaze fixed on her.

"It's great, Y/N. I love it like always." Abby giggled, her mouth muffled from the food, she said followed by a genuine smile.

"Good- I know how hard you've been working and I just wanted to make sure-"

"No need to explain yourself okay?" Abby put her hand on yours rubbing it gently. "It's wonderful my love."

You smiled and nodded.

♡

Later that night you snuggled next to Abby on the couch reading a book together, "Sense and Sensibility" -Jane Austen. Abby's hums were enough to make anyone drowsy, it was like a drug to you..slowly making your eyes heavier...

"Getting sleepy baby girl..?" Abby would murmur so she didn't wake you.. Gently petting your hair and caressing your cheek, she looked down at you and noticed you were out. Her lips pulling into a tender smile..She gently bookmarked the page in the book.

"alright then..bed time it is." She carefully lifted you into her arms, up the stairs, right into bed where she too would tuck you in and cuddle right behind you holding you close.

"Goodnight, my love."

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hehe sorry for my break I've had no motivation to do anything. :,) I really like this prompt and I honestly wanna write more on it.. IDK YOU GUYS LMK!!!!! :))

ALSO. TYSM FOR 180 FOLLOWERS?? HELLO? WHERE DID U GUYS COME FROM LOL. I LOVE U ALL.

ok, peace!!

[babyanderson]

this is sucky and long and i didn’t know how to end it :(

abby was out on a mission, leaving you alone for the day. the only way of contacting her was a walkie-talkie placed next to you on your shared bed. you remember her saying something about it being for “emergencies only”, you’re not sure if this was an emergency. fog fills your mind more by the second and the joyful feeling in your tummy becomes almost too much as you lean back against abby’s pillow, reaching for the walkie-talkie and whispering into it. “mama..mama…mama hear me?” you giggle, moving to lay on your stomach, kicking your fuzzy sock clad feet in the air. you gasp as you hear your mama’s voice, a bit fuzzy because of the distance.

“i hear you, baby. you okay?” she says back, you can hear the smile in her voice, which made you smile at the device in your hand.

“i good, mama! i jus’ thinkin ‘bout mama n when mama gonna be back?” you giggle softly, now fidgeting to lay on your back, fiddling with the hem line of abby’s your shirt.

“good. thinking about you too, sweetie. i’ll be back soon, okay? pinky promise. gotta go though, angel. gonna be okay?” you can hear manny shout something in the distance, he says the “f word”, which makes you gasp. you pout at her words and sigh.

“okay, mama. i be okay, mama, i been drawin’! an’ playin’ with alice with mel, too, mama-*yawn*,”you say dreamily into it as you hear abby giggle into her walkie talkie.

“that’s amazing, baby. can’t wait to see your drawings! nap time now, though, okay? i’ll be back when you wake up, promise,” abby replies. you both say your goodbyes and you get tucked into your bed, slowly drifting off.

you wake up to a soft shake on your shoulder, blinking up at the blonde next to you.

“mama!” you exclaim, climbing into abby’s lap. she wraps her arms around your waist, hugging you gently.

“hi, sweetheart. missed you so much,” you hug her back tighter, quickly jumping off her lap to grab your drawings, showing them to abby proudly.

“mama, look. this one me an’ you, this one me an’ you an’ alice an’ this one me with purple hair,” she giggles once more and pulls you back into her lap, kissing your forehead, letting you talk about your day some more.

“love you, mama,” you place a kiss on abby’s cheek, smiling widely up at her.

“love you most, baby,” she replies, laying down on your bed, your head resting on her chest as your breathing syncs with hers, feeling your eyes get heavy as you drift back off together.

[seattlesellie]

masterlist ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

new masterlist !

please read my rules before reading or requesting 💗

ellie williams one shots ୨♡୧

♡ don't cross the line (nsfw) ♡ the space between us (nsfw) ♡ oops! (nsfw) ♡ a helping hand (ellie x reader x dina, nsfw) ♡ pretty when you cry (nsfw) ♡ blueberry pie (nsfw)

♡ moonflower (nsfw, fluff)

series ୨♡୧ ♡ not about love: part one (sfw) ♡ not about love: part two (nsfw) ♡ not about love: part three (sfw) ♡ not about love: part four (nsfw)

drabbles & blurbs & hc’s ୨♡୧ ♡ gf with plushies (hc's, nsfw) ♡ certified tits lover ellie (nsfw) ♡ guiding you through it (blurb, nsfw) ♡ worship (drabble, nsfw)

♡ at your service (drabble, nsfw) ♡ x abby (blurb, nsfw) ♡ eating you through (blurb, nsfw) ♡ mean brothers best friend (hq's, nsfw) ♡ color me (drabble, nsfw) ♡ loser lesbian ellie (blurb, nsfw) ♡ attention (drabble, nsfw) ♡ mommy kink (blurb, nsfw) ♡ ellie being ellie (blurb, sfw) ♡ finally (blurb, nsfw) ♡ breeding kink (blurb, nsfw) ♡ kissing ur tummy (blurb-ish, nsfw) ♡ just a lick (blurb, nsfw) ♡ sleepover w dina (blurb, nsfw) ♡ bikini tops (blurb, nsfw) ♡ netflix nights (drabble, nsfw) ♡ spit kink (blurb, nsfw) ♡ ellie and her boxers (blurb, nsfw) ♡ game over (mean brothers bff drabble, nsfw) ♡ sexting with ellie (texts, nsfw) ♡ soccer!ellie x cheerleader!reader (hc’s, nsfw) ♡ caught (drabble, nsfw) ♡ mall with els (hc's fluff & a little smut)

♡ degrading you for the first time (drabble, nsfw)

♡ gf with plushies pt 2 (drabble)

♡ bbf!ellie — plum (blurb, nsfw)

♡ painkiller (short drabble, nsfw)

♡ training wheels (drabble, nsfw)

♡ breeding kink blurb

♡ jealous (drabble, nsfw)

audios ୨♡୧ ♡ number one (nsfw) ♡ number two (nsfw) ♡ number three (nsfw)

abby anderson one shots ୨♡୧ ♡ to new beginnings (one shot, nsfw) ♡ baby blue (one shot, nsfw) ♡ anything but me: part 1 (nsfw)

drabbles & blurbs & hc’s ୨♡୧ ♡ too tight (nsfw) ♡ x reader x ellie (nsfw) ♡ gf with plushies (hc’s sfw+nsfw) ♡ movie night with ellie x reader (blurb, nsfw) ♡ shoving her fingers in your mouth (blurb, nsfw)

♡ dbf! abby (blurb, nsfw)

♡ dbf!abby (drabble, nsfw-ish)

audios ୨♡୧ ♡ number one (nsfw)

[lillysbigwilly]

dating modern!abby anderson would include: (mostly sfw)

+ expecting fights at parties, no i mean one flirty or rude comment about you or your relationship with her and she is throwing hands.

+ oh and you will have to physically drag her off them, when i say this girl does not know when to stop i mean it. she will beat them to a pulp if no one interferes

+ date nights being superior, playing video and board games all night with a glass of alcohol (or many), movie nights. abby is big on at home date nights

+ HOWEVER, on the occasions you do go out for a date, expect nothing less than perfect. it’s usually only for anniversaries and birthdays but i mean high end restaurants that end with a walk on the beach under moonlight

+ this women flirts as if she’s still trying to impress you, she flirts like she does on the first date

+ abby is domesticated. she believes in home cooked meals, preparing the bath for you, building things from scratch while you watch (and give her the wrong instructions)

+ she never lets you go to bed angry, there are never really any arguments between you two because communication is big in your relationship however if you have argued, she will take the time to fix it before bed.

+ abby is a goddess at giving hickeys, i mean you will always have one somewhere and as soon as it’s fading, a new one pops up. she avoids the neck knowing that your work probably won’t appreciate it but your thighs and chest are covered.

+ abby is a sucker for a bigger girl (she doesn’t have a preference but she’s a muscular woman, like come on) so if you are bigger then she will effortlessly manhandle you at any possible point.

[dollyhao]

LET GO - part 1

summary: abby is your new bodyguard and takes her job very seriously, but your gonna help her loosen up.

cw: bodyguard!abby, sfw, nothing sexual in this part.

toni's note: new series yall! watch me only post this and abandon it.

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“but papa!” “i don’t want to hear it girl, you keep acting like a child, chasing all your bodyguards away. but i promise you this one will not be chased away so easily!” your father says before hanging up on you. you stare down at your disconnected phone with a frown, wont be so easily chased away? not him challenging you. who ever this man is, he won’t be here for long.

your phone vibrates with a text from your father telling you that your new bodyguard is on the way to your apartment. you have a attitude at the fact that your father isn’t getting the hint, you don’t need a babysitter. people in his industry don’t even know he has a daughter so this is all so extra. you hear a knock at your door as you walk over to it with a huff.

you swing the door open when your eyes widened. you are (pleasantly) surprised as you see the tall, very beautiful blonde at your door. she stands with a straight, stiff posture with her hands behind her back as she looks down at you. “it’s nice to meet you, ma’am. i’m abby anderson, your new bodyguard.”

fuck. you will absolutely not being trying to drive this one away, you think as you watch the buff woman walk into your overly expensive apartment. you watch her ass in her tight black pants as she observes her surroundings, you bite your lip before speaking, “how bout we go out?” if your father is going to pay a beautiful woman to hang out with you, you will take full advantage.

“we can do what ever you want miss.” she says looking at you. your face beams as you rush to get dressed. you and abby are going to get along great.

it’s been two months since abby started following you around like a guard dog. she doesn’t talk much but you don’t stop talking to her. in the beginning she was strict with herself, walking behind you and making sure areas were secure before letting you do your thing, but you slowly broke down her walls. now she walks beside you, even letting you hold on to her arm as you walk.

her stoic face melts into one of warmth that only you can see. it’s almost unnoticeable if you didn’t spend everyday with her but you see the warmth in her eyes and the slight upturn of her lips as she looks at you.

you were in your own world, looking out the window as abby drove you guys home after a great day of shopping when your attention snaps to abby’s hand that is suddenly resting on your thigh, giving it a slight shake. before you can say anything her hand is gone and you look up at her face, yours getting warm as she glances at you. “you zoned out for a minute.” she says with a concerned look.

you grab her hand that is sitting on the middle console bring it up to your face, “aww you were worried about me~” you tease as you lean over the console closer to her face. she looks over at you slightly pushing at your shoulders to sit back in your seat, “put your seat belt on miss.” she stops at a red light reaching over you pulling your seatbelt, she smells like pine and something else earthy but sexy. you take a long sniff and she looks at you with a quirked brow and a small smirk, you turn away.

“how many times do i have to tell you to stop calling me miss, abs?” you say pouting at her. she lets out a grunt and starts driving again. abby let’s you intertwine your fingers, holding her hand as she unconsciously rubs small circles on the back of your hand.

you two reach the apartment you now share together, she sits your bags on your bedroom floor before announcing that she was going to take a shower. you make dinner for the two of you and watch a movie, that you forced her to watch with you, as you ate.

“night,” abby says walking into the spare bedroom that’s now hers. “goodnight, abs” you say as you walk into your own room. your scrolling through your phone before bed when a loud lightning strike struck outside. you jump and squeal a little. “what the fuck,” you mumble putting your head under your blanket. it starts to pour and you feel like the thunder is getting louder and louder. you grab your pillow jumping out of bed to abby‘s room.

you knock on the door, when you get no answer you walk in quietly. “abby?” you call out as you watch her chest rise and fall, sleeping peacefully through the aggressive storm. you sit on the empty side of her bed shaking at her shoulder, she wakes up with a start, glancing around before her eyes settle on you. “what’s wrong?” she asks rubbing her eyes. “can i sleep with you?”

“huh?” she says not sure if she heard you, “i’m scared of the storm, bad memories.” abby flops back on her pillow with a sigh, before signaling for you to get in. you hurriedly crawl under the covers and scoot closer to abby. you absentmindedly play with her hair that is laid across her pillow. abby turns her head towards you. you slide your hand to her cheek cupping and rubbing your thumb over it.

the only sounds you can hear in the room is the rain pounding against the window and each others breathing. you two are so close that you feel her breath against your face, abby keeps her dark blue eyes trained on your face. you lean in placing a soft kiss on her lips before pulling back. abby slightly follows your lips before she places her hand on your waist leaning in to kiss you again.

your kiss becomes heated and you crawl on top of her, straddling her legs as you press your body against hers. the storm is long forgotten as you two run your hands over each other, panting into each others mouths. as your hand reaches to pull her shirt up, she grabs your hand pulling away from your lips. “we have to stop…” she whispers staring at your lips. she slowly pushes you off her lap on to the spot next to her.

abby sits up putting her face in her hands. you two sit in silence for awhile, you could see this was really bothering her. if abby is one thing, its serious about her job. “let’s sleep.” she says after a long moment. you nod laying down, abby scoots away from you leaving a nice space in between you two.

“i won’t tell my anyone…” you whisper to abby but she doesn’t respond.

[zombholic]

DATING MECHANIC ABBY HCS — abby anderson

description — mechanic!abby, fem!reader, modern au, no post outbreak, sfw & nsfw, MDI.

— One thing Abby never lets happen is your car breaking down on you, she always keeps everything in check, oil change, new battery, brake pads, everything.

— She definitely drives a ram truck, her car is big like her its the perfect combination unlike your car, she refuses to get in your car with how small it is, she physically cannot fit in it and hits her head on everything.

— Since she keeps your car in check you keep little things like doing her nails or hair, with all that grease on her its the bare minimum to give your hard working girlfriend a manicure, shave down her calluses sometimes if she’s being nice she’ll let you paint them.

— Abby makes very good money off being a mechanic and she loves nothing more than spoiling her favorite girl, if she sees your eyes linger on something for too long she will surprise you with it a couple days later.

— She loves taking you out on dates, nothing fancy since it not your guys vibe but she loves sitting next to you especially if its a booth and she’ll have her arm wrapped around your waist or her hand caressing your thigh in a loving manner.

— You love to show up to her work with lunch in hand, the main reason you love it is because you get to see her in her muscle tee, sweaty with grease all over her, it does something to you.

— Her crooked smile becoming toothy when she sees her future wife showing up to her work, she could never get sick of you.

— Abby definitely bought an engagement ring a year into you two dating, nothing big just a small sliver ring with a tiny diamond, she knows you don’t like anything too extravagant.

— You wanted to beat the u-haul lesbian stereotype but not even a couple months into dating she asked you to move into her apartment with her, she made it clear that she was going to pay for everything.

— You hated that she was so keen on paying for everything instead you would just spoil her with her favorite things, create little baskets for her and occasionally buy her something expensive that she will beg you to return because she hates when you spend so much on her.

— Whenever there’s an argument between you two, you being the hothead likes to say things in the heat of the moment, she knows not to take it to heart but god you’re so mean.

— Usually she would just tell you to take a breather and leaves to drive around, cooling down herself. When she returns she has takeout for you two you’re quick to embrace her tightly tears threatening to spill out from the guilt. She forgives you every time because she loves you so badly it hurts.

— Mechanic Abby is a sweetheart, she’s oh so gentle with everything and everyone, she’s popular with a lot of people always being the social butterfly and theres you who hates anything and refuses to socialize with people unless its your close friends.

— Black cat and Golden retriever couple.

— She’s definitely a couple years older than you and you love calling her a milf even though shes not, you always joke around telling her she would be a great dad, she gives off dad energy.

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— Abby is such a soft dom, she will take her sweet time having sex with you, hands all over your body, kissing every curve and crevice, admires you like the goddess you are.

— When she’s eating your aching pussy she laps up your juices, her tongue going deep inside your seeping cunt her nose applying pressure to your sensitive clit. She could drink you all up if she could so she makes you cum until you’re pushing her head away from you, legs trembling but her grip on your thighs were going to leave bruises.

— She loves having you in missionary, especially with your beautiful legs over her shoulders as her cock is deep inside your cunt, she’s slow and gentle with her thrusts her hand wrapped around your shin as she’s kissing your leg, her eyes trained on the way your face contorts so angelically.

— If you beg her enough she’ll have her hips slapping against yours at an ungodly speed, her nails dug into her back, arms, tugging so tightly at her roots.

— She loves talking so sweetly to you.

“This good baby?” She has her strap hitting every aching spot inside your clenched pussy, basically drooling all over her dick.

All you could do was nod your head pathetically, eyes half lidded trying to maintain the eye contact she demanded you to have, her hands cup your smaller ones pining them over your head as she leans in to pepper your lips with soft kisses.

“Look so pretty taking my cock like that sweet girl.” You feel her smile into the kiss, she decides to pick up her pace, grabbing your thighs and pushing them against your chest.

Her focus is now on the way your pussy was swallowing her thick cock, the way you clenched around her made her brain go static she could swear up and down she could feel it.

— Abby definitely will have you ride her in the backseat of her pickup, her hands on your hips which she calls love handles, she’ll pick you up and slam you back down until you’re crying for her to slow down.

— She is an expert at aftercare, she’ll be quick to get a warm bath ready, scoop you up bridal style as you both got into the tub, she has your back against her chest as she whispers sweet nothings in your ear.