#abbyanderson imagin

[astralnymphh]

18+ abby likes having your thighs around her head. wound like ribbon, leading on the edge of something latently more hot, it bears comfort on the cold youth of night. there, in bed, a mangle of horror sits on the screen ahead, and vintage-quality screams chainsaw into your ears. an admirer of classics; abby suggested a movie night low in the sheets, deep in the dark of your room.

it occurs without surcrease. over time, you became fond of the idea, tangling into bed no questions asked. but where you aren't sure, is if the scene ahead, or the scene itself: soft, pliable flesh, lining of your thigh pressing along her, and the strong, hale hands that knead into them as they mean to go nowhere else, made you want the situation more often. it made your muscles tense, and she assumed it was the anticipative crescendo's doing.

“hey, relax,” she soothes, silky with her hands and her voice and every reflex it takes to answer you. “we can switch to something more.. your style. that show you mentioned, maybe?” abby perks from her spot and twists at the torso, hand never fleeing from it's original position.

at this, you affirm, “no, not that.” and demand her eyes with yours that it most definitely has something to do with her worked-in hand on your thigh. the phantom weight of her head, in that sensitive gap.

then there was the weight reversed. straddiling her head like a learned girl knows well enough to entertain the ask of; there was no anticipative crescendo to this position; abby likes it this way, and so, she will take you this way.

you sat a little higher than her head, begging the rims of the headboard to keep you steady against the wrappings of her arms around your hips. they held you to a pleasurous condemnation. her tongue writhed under you, licking and lapping up the part of your folds, and spending tortuous, concentrated time on your clit. it rolls on the flat of her tongue, and brings you into several breathless ecstasies. “fuck—you're amazing, abby.” it makes you all hot down there; throbbing with heat, twitches and other overtaking things that simply made you want to fit the whole of your pussy into her mouth. ride everything out, all messy, all gruesome.

“yeah baby?” she pops off to curl, hot breath that clasps your underside. then, her tongue extends out, slapping your clit intermittently. “this your style?” and goddamn it, it most surely is your fuckin' style.

first abby blurb in a while. my charecterization with her sucks but i know people have been waiting! ellie version

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[abby-abs]

finding the light pt 2

Summary: some time have passed and Y/N and Abby grown close since her and Lev’s arrival to Catalina. Lev sees the obvious tension between them but they don't. 

An: Im so sorry that this took so long my life has been hectic with classes and my mom having surgery in September. There is gong to have a part three i have some ideas floating around in my head. An extra big thanks to @swatlesbian​, @rianncreates​, and @ice-cream-monster-truck​ for encouraging me to write a  part two and being so patient about it. Love you all. Enjoy. 

If you’d like Read pt one here

“Abby do you like y/n?” Lev asks out of nowhere.

“Yeah, of course I do she’s my friend.”

“No, not like that, I mean like like”

“I don’t know what you mean”

Really? I may have been raised in a cult but I can tell. You act weird around her, all jumpy and nervous.

“Pff no I don’t.”

“It’s been three months Abby! there’s clearly something there!” lev says frankly.

There was a knock on the door

I got it” she says before rushing to the door opening it to see y/n standing there. “Y/n hey what are you doing here.” She lifts her arm to lean against the door frame but misses it completely causing her to stumble. Y/n laughs.

“Nice to see that you're still a dork.”

“ Yeah well, somethings never change I guess.” She could feel Lev rolling his eyes at them. Which he did.

“Some of the other fireflies are going more inland to have a bonfire and I wanted to see if you two wanted to come.”

“Yeah sounds fun.” She turns towards lev. “What do you think lev.”  

“Yeah, sure.”

“Great we’ll leave in a little bit.”

Both y/n and Abby grab some snacks and a blanket for you three to sit on.

“Got everything you need?” Abby asks and y/n nods and lev gives a cheerful “yup”

Y/n gets in the driver's side. When they get there the sun is beginning to set, creating beautiful hues of purple, pink, and orange in the sky. They spread out their blanket far enough away from anyone else to have some privacy.

“Look what I have for dessert” Y/n opens up the basket and takes out three slices of her famous honey cake. Lev’s eyes go wide, he absolutely loved y/n’s honey cake.

“Fresh honey cake from the honey that I harvested yesterday. Oh and.” She pulls out two bars of beeswax soap “it’s the citrus kind that you both like, and also citrus candles.”

“Y/n you don’t have to give us all this.”

“Yes, I do. Let me spoil my two favorite people. Anyways I wanted to give you two first dibs before I end up running out. There’s also a jug of honey mead that has your name on it, Abby, just have to wait for it to finish brewing.”

“Your so sweet y/n,” Abby says

“Like honey,” Lev adds and they laugh.

“ why don’t you guys come over sometime, I can show you how I make all these things and care for the bees”

“Sure that sounds awesome.” He turns to Abby “is that the right word Abby?” She smiles at him.

“Yeah, that’s right kid.” She says then looks back at Y/N. “Im gonna ave to start calling you honey bee.” she says. This makes Y/N’s face burn up, she hides her face by looking down.

The moment was interrupted when some kids that Lev made friends with at school come over to the blanket.

“Hey Lev we wanted to know if hang out with us.” They boy who Abby remembers his name to be Graham asks. Lev looks at them waiting for approval.

“You can go but just make sure you don’t get home too late okay. Graham I’m expecting your mom to drive you guys back to town yes?” Abby’s tone is stern. He nods still afraid of her even after countless of times Lev told him not to be. Abby gives Lev the key in the rarity of him getting  home before her. “have fun kid.”

He nods before saying. “Y/n make sure she doesn’t eat my honey cake. I still don’t forgive her for the last time.”

“You got it. I’ll guard it with my life.” She says.

Lev leaves leaving you two alone to stargaze. You both lay on your backs looking up at the starry night sky.

“Look at you being mama bear Abs. Setting curfews for Lev to be home by.” Y/n teases “it’s a good look on you.”

“Well, I know the island is relatively safe but I still get paranoid at times.”

“Yeah, I know. I can’t believe you ate the kid's cake though. You know how much he loves it.”

“I told him I was sorry. I wonder what I can do for him to forgive me .”

“Maybe not eat his honey cake for starters.”

“But it’s so good.” she coos.

“if we were together I’d make an endless supply of honey cakes’ is what  y/n wanted to say.

“All this talk of my cake and your not even going to eat the slice I gave you?” Y/N quipped.

“All right all right.” abby sits up and eats some of the cake “mm. you out done yourself again. This is amazing.”

“You wanna know the secret ingredient?”

Abby squints her eyes. “What?”

“honey” She says and abby groans at her bad joke.

“that was horrible.” abby says making Y/N laugh.

“Shush, i know you loved it

Yeah I do

“What was that. Did I just hear you say you love my corny jokes” y/n raises her brows in surprise.

Don’t push it

Whatever you say

Abby wraps up what’s left of her slice and puts it into the basket

They both end up laying on your sides facing each other, Abby moves hair out of Y/N’s face. You shiver at the cool breeze

“Are you cold?”

“No, it’s fine.” Y/n answers trying to conceal her slight shivering.

“Here take my sweater.” She offers, taking off her sweater. Her shirt underneath lifts slightly to expose Abby’s toned stomach. Y/n bites her lip trying hard not to stare.

“Abby it’s fine, I’m fine really.”

“Y/n if you don’t take this sweater I’m gonna make a scene and everyone here will think we’re crazy.“

Y/n laughs “fine only because I don’t want anyone to know I’m friends with a psychopath.” Y/n sits up and puts on her sweater. It was warm and it smelt like the citrus soap she had made and gave her. Y/n laid back down scooting up next to her more warmth. Abby took this as an opportunity to drape an arm over her waist. This started to become a thing between them, they’d find themselves cuddling together on the couch or bed practically clinging onto each other. As if, if they’d be separated again not saying anything, the comfortable silence. Lev would catch them in these situations and think ‘how can they be so oblivious’. But for y/n and Abby they did it for comfort and security.  They could stay like this for hours, comfortable silence as they lay in each other’s arms. It was just too bad that they oblivious to even notice there feelings.

“Abby.” Y/n says breaking the silence

“Hm?” She hums

“We should get going, it’s getting late and cold.” Y/n suggests

“Yeah, your right.” You yawn to her response “I’m getting pretty tired.” You both pack up and she shakes off the blanket before wrapping you up

“Abby no it’s you I’m worried about.” She tries to push the blanket away.

“You don’t need to be. I’m fine, I run hot.”

“I don’t care, now put on the blanket before I make a sense.” Y/n imitates her from before.

Abby sighs in defeat “ here let’s do this.” She unwraps y/n and drapes the large blanket over both their shoulders.

“As clever as always.” Y/n comments

“Wouldn’t say the same thing for you.”

Y/n looked at her with fake offense.

“Excuse you!” Y/n scoffs

“I’m kidding”  

“Your not funny you know.” She says bumping her shoulder.

“So I’ve been told.” She chuckled

Y/n picked up the basket and walk back carefully not to drop the blanket. Abby keeps the blanket around her as you drive then gets out and grabs the basket this time. She throws an arm around y/n’s shoulder engulfing her in the blanket again. Once at the, you go to open it but notice that you forgot to grab your keys. Catalina is a safe place but she just felt safer if she locked the door while not being there, especially with all her merchandise in there.  

“Crap I’m locked out” y/n jiggles the door nob with no avail.  

“I’m having a 'you were right moment.'” Abby says

“Says who?“ you put a hand on your hip.

“Says me.”

“About what, may I ask.”

“About you being a knucklehead sometimes.” She answers back

“Well, I was brilliant before I started to hang out with you. You're rubbing off on me.”

She laughs “common you can stay at mine and we’ll deal with this tomorrow.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. Now come.” They walked over to her house fuck I gave the key to Lev

“Who’s the knucklehead now.”  

“Still you. I have a spear under the mat. “

“Alright, Einstein why don’t you give Lev the spare so you both have your own.” y/n chirps amusedly.

“Shut up.” she says in defeat.

You laugh. “Not so high and mighty now.” You yawn again. Abby opens the door and they walk to the spare bedroom.  

“I’ll go get you extra blankets.”

She leaves and comes back with the blankets and a spare shirt for her to sleep in. She helps y/n get settled in then sits on the bed with her. “If you need anything my room is down the hall, Lev’s room is next to yours"

"Okay, thank you, Abby."

"No problem, good night y/n.”

"Good night Abby."

Abby smiles at her then closes the door. Y/n changes into the shirt before laying down, turning on her side, and falls asleep. When she opens her eyes again she’s at the firefly hospital, everything was dark and there was an alarm blearing in her ears. She looked around to find someone but all she saw were dead bodies.

“Abby! Manny! Nora! Guys!” She walks around looking. “Where are you!” She opens one of the doors and sees all her friend's there dead gunshot riddled body’s lie limply on the floor. “No.” Her voice catches in her throat. “No. No no, no.” Y/n runs over kneeling in front of Abby, setting her on her lap. “Abby, please. Abby, wake up please.” She cries her voice cracking. She quickly turns when she hears a gun cock. She sees a tall older man with a beard and dressed in a plaid shirt and jeans. She raised a pleading hand about to beg for her life but then there was the bang of the gun firing.

Y/n jolts awake gasping for air, tear-streaked face glowing in the moonlight. She panicked a bit when she noticed she wasn’t home then calmed when she remembered she was at Abby’s. Abby. She was okay and alive. Before she could even think properly she was at her bedroom door. She lifts her hand to knock letting it hover there for a second before doing so. She opens the door. “Abby?” She says peaking her head through the crack. How she was thankful at that moment that Abby’s a light sleeper. She turns to face the door.

“Y/n what’s wrong?” She asked voice groggy. If she wasn’t in a state of fear she would have thought she sounded sexy.

“I. I had a nightmare.” Y/n could feel her eyes begin to fill with tears again as the scene of the nightmare flashes in her head. Abby says nothing she just opens the covers as a silent come here which y/n was thankful for. She treks her way in and lays next to Abby who throws the cover over her. Abby pulls her close rubbing a hand down her back in hopes that would help calm y/n down.

“It’s alright y/n you're in a safe place. Do you want to tell me what it was about? Maybe I could help.” Y/n shakes her head no. “Ok that’s alright maybe we can talk about it in the morning if you’d like. Try to get some sleep I’ll be right here, you're safe. “ Y/n takes a deep breath slowly falling back to sleep.

Abby gently rubs her cheek and presses a kiss to her forehead. Maybe lev was right, maybe she did have feelings for y/n.

[astralnymphh]

𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐃 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑! ★

content: prodigy!abby x nerdy!reader, childhood friends, university-based, fluff (for now), romance + tension (little bit angsty), drabble length but switching up the small caps (experimenting. heh), mainly jotting an idea, not a certified abby expert.

It was an absolute murder to discover that she could not fufill this one off her bucket list.

Fucking video gaming?

Exactamundo! Abby can outstand everybody in nearly anything, being everything from a virtuoso violinist, to a glorified part-time fisherman, and a damn gourmet chef as well. She paraded around the entire campus pursuing a name in every elective and Olympic hobby you could ever think of. Name it, chances are she's done it. Actually, more than done it, all things considered.

But video games? Guess the esteemed Abby Anderson had finally tumbled downhill and suffered defeat; looking you up out of all computer-smart people felt treasonous to her, but seemed high-priority to the eye of the beholder, the eyes in question even rolling. You don't need an in-person class course on fucking Skyrim. Look at the tutorials!

“So, how the hell do I shorten my speedrun times?”

None of it made a lick of sense. Well, the wanting to do speedruns part, you see the appeal in a medieval-inspired game. Speedrunning sucks the fun and the atmosphere out of a truly gorgeous game such as the forenamed. Yet, it's not like you haven't experimented in closed-world speedruns after immersing yourself in collecting all the achievements; Firewatch takes the cake.

But, still, coming to you—a forgotten, childhood friend whom she ghosted—makes no logical sense. Games are easy-peasy. Literal pieces of cake!

You scrunch your nose at the reclined blondie on your bed, confused. “Um, by watching a tutorial?” Almost laying back into a condescending tone, maybe even a little. “Did you even think to do that before knocking in the dead of night?” Her mordant, stick-up-the-ass kind does the same thing to you, so, you can gripe at that game all you desire.

“Hey,” she pouts, sounding out mock-offense. She scoots up from her prone position on the bed to face you—so proper. “Everything has more to it than what you see.” Sure, philosopher. “And there definitely is with video games. I keep losing. Besides, if I can't stomach skydiving or rock-climbing, then this is next on my list.”

“Pft—”

“What? You know I don't do heights.”

Oh, my god. “'You keep losing?'” Is she a prodigy at radical honesty?

Pond-blue eyes toss in a perfect, resentful circle. She scoffs, “Why do you think I came over here?” Complaining right hand flicking with attitude.

“I don't teach beginners.”

Your sarcasm flies not even an inch under her radar; it was always a retreat tactic back in highschool—when this imitative facade first hardened. “Oh, okay.” She bites you back with it too. But it never even occured to her that you might just be serving a tablespoon of teasery. Being old friends, having lonesome yearns, even stubborn prodigies can be painted in a rosy picture.

Still can see those young, faded freckles. Lovely ones.

“This was a mistake, wasn't it?” An unpleasant question. Drops from her lips almost wantonly.

It strains your chest cavity.

Is seeing her a mistake?

Not really. You hope not really. Once, there was a time where she was suddenly rude, dismissive and up every aspiring valedictorian's ass, but all paths lead back, you believe. Somewhere underneath that porcelain facade—and hot, rocking bod—is a clean crack in her over-achiever matrix; softness is bleeding out. You can see the beginning brooks of it like a kingly ichor. Possible smiles that aren't contemptuous.

What next, an apology?

“Can I at least.. say sorry, before going?”

Sorry—going? Fuck, you majorly zoned out. “What?” You loom in closer, throwing the one-brow raise. The proximity barely even occurs to you.

“For being a jerk, for blowing you off, ..” The list implies endlessness as her voice fades out. In a way, you expect her to pick up and continue. But, after the gestures and head-tilts, she pauses. Reinstates eye contact, pauses, and works her lips again. An awkward, prefacing breath skims. “And I guess, 'm also sorry for.. this?”

Before comprehension hits, it is too late. Darkly, a warmth brushes your cheek and a silence catches your lips, blocking your eyes out. It makes you feel blindsided, this short-lived kiss, one you suspend wide eyes for, tilt your neck for, accept without question. A strange deja vu rushes to your nape.

You shiver.

It even ends before you understand it, Abby pulling away with light-glossed eyes you swear are stones of aquamarine in disguise. She cracks; dints a smile in her cheek. Proud, anticipating. Having her this close made your inhales excessive; you needed all the air in the world to function right now. Deep breathing.

She smells like the outdoors.

Naturally.

“Good?” She has to reassure herself.

“Yeah,” you quickly spout, croak even. Wherever in the world your head is, it's not here. “Not really a prodigy at kissing, so..” And while it is somewhere, the remnants of her kiss are phantom. They have not stopped yet.

An amused chuckle greets in gusts across your lips, from your radical honesty, the moment itself, whatever. Crowns you the jokester anyways. “Guess we both have something to learn then.”

Wonder what future that comment entails.

[abby-abs]

Finding the light

Gif not mine

summary: Abby rekindles with the reader who she was close to while in the fireflies at Catalina island. After the attack in the hospital, Abby thought she was dead but finds out she was alive and living here.

AN: the rattlers never found lev and abby and ellie never left to go hunt abby down. so everyones safe and happy. enjoy. :)

“Abby?”

Abby turns at the sound of her name. Dropping what she was holding when she sees y/n. She looked different from the last time y/n saw her, she was taller, her hair was longer in her signature braid, but the thing that changed the most was that she was broader, her body more muscular with scars all over it.

“Y/N?” They run towards each other embracing in a tight hug. “Is it really you y/n?, I thought you were fucking dead.” She sniffles.

“You thought I was dead?I thought you were dead. You just ran off that day when you heard the alarms. I’d thought I’d never see you again.” Y/n holds her tighter crying into her chest.

“I thought so too but here we are. How did you...”

“Survive. After you ran off the older soldiers began to swarm saying something about a mad man on a killing spree. Shortly after I heard what happened. Abby, I’m so sorry about your dad I...”

“You don’t have to apologize for.”

“But I do I left you there alone I didn’t even go to find you to see if you were okay. All I could do was run until o found myself in the parking lot. I saw him. I saw a man shoot Marlene. It looked like they were arguing, but he had a girl in his arms. The girl Abby. He put her in a truck and went back to shoot Marlene point-blank in the head. I couldn’t do anything I had no weapon I just stood there frozen. He didn’t see me though he just got into the car and drove away as fast as he could. I didn't know what to do next so I ran away as far as I could.” You paused taking a deep breath. “ how’s Manny, Owen, Nora, Leah, Mel, Jordan.”

Abby cringed at the thought of her friends. She seemed to forget about Leah and Jordan or Nora who practically risked her life freeing her from the elevator so she could help Yara. She wanted to assume that they were fine but by the looks of the map, Ellie had for tracking them down says otherwise. Mel, she could give two fucks about, Owen alongside her but Manny who was one of her absolute best friends was gone. She absentmindedly rubbed her face where his blood was once splattered but then she remembered Lev, the reason why she was here. He kept her alive and sane after what happened at the theater. Y/n notices the shift in her expression.

“Oh Abs.” Her voice was shaking as she tears up. They were her friends too, long before all this craziness of revenge. They grew up together, trained together, laughed, snuck out, got drunk together, passed around a pathetic excuse of a blunt, and got high together. Abby knew Y/n probably spent countless hours mourning them thinking that they all were dead.

“We found him. That man you saw, his name was Joel Miller. We tracked him down and I was able to find him.” There was a strange feeling in Abby’s stomach when she said that. She knew that the fight was over and she got justice for her dad, but mentioning it after all she’s been through,  how much she’s grown as a person all resurfacing but she knew that y/n didn’t mean any harm after all she had no idea what happened over the last seven years. “He’s gone no. We.” Abby looks down pausing briefly “I took care of it.”

“Good, Jerry was a good man he didn’t deserve what happened to him.” Y/n saw Abby rub her arm like she used to do when she was uncomfortable all those years ago. So y/n took it as a cue to change the subject. What have you up to for all these years. I’m mean staying not the whole murdering of that Joel guy.” Y/n stumbles on her words.

“Well me and the others found this group called the wlf and lived there. Almost all of us did rounds patrolling the area while Nora and Mel worked as doctors. And you won’t believe this, I was roommates with Manny”

“Manny! Of all people. God that must have been horrible”

“Eh, I think I slept more times in the library than my own bed.”

“Still was on his sexscapades?”

“Like a feral rabbit.”

“How did you even get roomed with him?”

“Alphabet. Alvarez, Anderson with no one in between equals roommates.”

“Damn the alphabet.” You scold jokingly she laughs but goes back to rubbing her arm so you quickly changed the subject. “Well, I when down to Arizona saw the Grand Canyon.”

“How was that?”

“Just a bunch of rocks but definitely beautiful. You would have loved it.

“If I didn’t die of a heart attack from..”

“Yeah yeah your crippling fear of heights.” Y/n interrupted.

“You know I still hate it when you”

“What finish your sentences.”

“No cut me off rudely”

“Call it what you want Abs you know you love me”

“Jeez, you sound like Manny.”

“I sure miss him.” She says in a melancholy tone.

“Yeah me too.” Abby copies her tone. “Oh y/n I want you to meet someone.” Abby turns to Lev who was watching the interaction from afar. “This is Lev. He’s a kid I saved”

“More like I saved you, Abby”

“Whoa, where did all this sass come from?" she says holding her hands out defensively Yeah, he saved me then I saved him and we’ve been partners ever since.” Y/n gave Abby a sweet smile. “What why are you smiling like that you're kind of creeping me out.” Y/n grins with a small chuckle pushing her cheek to the side.

“Look at you all grown up taking care of kids being the bigger person

“I’ve changed for the better. He helped me see that constant revenge will only throw us in a nonstop cycle of killing. I don’t want to be that person anymore.”

“You won’t Abby. I know you”

“You know fuck all.” she scoffs

“I know that you’ll keep it up. You're a people pleaser Abs, always have been.”

Abby chuckled. “How did you find this place anyway.”

“Helped a group in the Hollywood area with a nasty pack of clickers. They were heading this way and asked if I wanted to join. You?”

“We got a tip about fireflies grouping in a town in Santa Barbra. No one was there but lev spotted a secret door that led to a basement bunker. There was a working radio so I tried to contact someone. We’d thought we lost all hope when there was no immediate response but we got lucky I guess. We hopped into our boat and sailed straight here. You don’t understand how happy I am to see you again y/n.”

“So am I.” She places a hand on Abby’s cheek before pulling away awkwardly. “What house are you assigned to? Maybe if you’re up for I can take you two on a quick tour.”

“Yeah that sounds great, we’re in 574.”

“Well, would you look at that right down the street from me. I’m up at 579.”

“Perfect I can go there whenever Abby is bothering me.” Lev jokes.

Y/n laughs “I like this kid.”

“And I liked it better when he didn’t know what a joke was.” Abby quipped back at him lightly nudging his arm.

“Well, you both are welcome there at any time. Oh, How about you two come earlier, you're probably starving and have nothing to eat at home. I’ll make us dinner then we can head to the rations distribution to get some food for you. Then I promise I’ll be out of your hair considering that you that both tired from your trip.”

“That sounds great. We’ll see you then”

“Perfect how does six sound. That should give me enough time to prepare the food.“

They are ready to part ways but y/n pulls her into another into a hug, then pinches Abby’s cheek.

“Ow, what was that for?” Abby asked fake annoyance in her voice.

“Just making sure you're real.” y/n rubs her thumb along the the scar on her cheek. 

Abby feels a warmth fill up her chest. “C’mere.” she pulls her into another tight hug.

Moments that feel like hours as they stood in each other's arms quiet cries coming from both them. They finally part and say their goodbyes to go their separate ways.

Abby closes the door to her new house with a sigh. God, there was something about talking to y/n even after years of seeing her that felt so normal. Almost as if you’d two spent the past several years together and never had lost touch. 

So what’s going on between you and y/n?” Lev chirped causing her cheeks to burn up.

[abby-abs]

The reader is a dog trainer at the WLF compound

Summary: You train the attack dogs for the WLF. And if wasn't for waking up at ungodly hours you'd stay in bed with your girlfriend but both you unfortunately barely get the opportunity to spend with each other in the mornings.

An: this is my first Abby fic with more to come. Sorry for any grammar mistakes. Requests are open, enjoy 😊

Abby walks into the dog kennel closing the door behind her. She leans against the gate and watches you train Alice and Bear before pushing herself off and walk towards you.

Good morning sweetheart .” Abby cooed in your ear while wrapping her arms around your waist.

“Mm good morning my love.” You hum turning in her arms to face her and peck her lips.

“You weren’t in bed this morning.”

“I had to wake up early, it was my turn to give the pups an early breakfast.”

“Well, I missed you.”

“ Abby Anderson, are you going soft on me?” You gasp over dramatically.

“Soft for you.”

“Aw, how sweet.” You press your lips gently to hers. “I missed you too. Next time I’ll leave you a note like I usually do I was running late and didn’t have time to.”

“And why were you running late?”

“Because you're just too warm and cuddly I didn’t want to leave. But I had to get Alice here ready for her rounds.”

Mel walks up to both of you. “Good morning y/n.” She says

“Good morning Mel.” You hand her Alices leash. “I got Alice all warmed up for you, she should be as sharp as a knife. If she’s not I’ll be restricting the number of treats I give her during training.” Alice whines tilting her head understanding what you said. “Aw Al do t give me that look you know I couldn’t to that to you.” You scratch behind her ear making her leg go wild. Mel laughs

“Well, I’ve got to go.” She says before leaving.

“Do you have to go?”

“Hey, we could have had an extra hour of cuddle time if you hadn’t left.”

“I know.” You whine “I couldn’t just not go to work. Courtney would have my head. Remember how she talked my ear off last time you kept me in bed.”

“It’s not my fault your moans are so sweet.”

“Technically it is. “

“You know what I mean, you're just so addictive.”

“Mm keep talking to me like thank and you're going to have to stay.” You kiss her again.

“I’m pretty sure Mel Owen and Manny can fend for themselves. Or Mel can of anything goes wrong.”

“True, but you have to remember that You're the one that saves there asses all the time. Mainly many and Owen, Mel is pretty good at protecting herself. The other two are a lost cause though.” You say making Abby laugh. You run your thumb across her cheek. “Oh what I would do to have an entire day to ourselves. No training, rounds, infected. Just us together naked in bed lazily making out, then having sex, then making out again until we eventually fall asleep or get hungry. “

“Mm, I’d love that.”

“And I love to be wrapped in those big muscular arms of yours.”

“What these” she flexes

“Any stop or I’ll jump on you.”

“Alright. And I promise you that we’ll get that day. It’s our fifth anniversary coming up maybe I can convince Issac to give us the day off.”

“I’d love that” you rub your noses together.

“Mija lets go we don’t have all day,” Manny calls from the other side of the gate.

“Go. The sooner you go the sooner you’ll come back. Maybe I’ll even put on something sexy for when you come back to the apartment. Unless Manny comes in first that would be awkward.”

“He can gawk all he wants but you're mine and he knows that. If he were to come to you in that way I’d rip him apart.”

“Oo possessive. I like this side of you. It’s hot.”

“Abby don’t me come in there and drag you out” Manny calls.

“Alright, I’m coming.” She calls back before turning back to you putting her hands on your hips. “I got to go before Manny blows a fuse.”

“Ok.” You give her a peck on the lips “May your survival be long .”

“May your death be swift. I hope it is because living my last suffering moments thinking of leaving you is the worst torture I could ever endure.”

“Abby! Stop. You know I hate it when you play like that” you shove her.

“I know I’m sorry. C’mere.” She pulls you closer wrapping her arms around you and your arms wrap around her neck. “I love you.”

“I love you too. Be safe please.”

“I will. I’ll try to convince Manny to let us have the apartment later. “ she says walking backwards towards the gate.

“Promise?”

“Only if you wear something sexy like I said.”

“I’ll try to scrounge up some. Don’t worry.” You walk to the fence closing it behind her. You kiss her through the holes of the fence, it was a sweet and short kiss like many others that you two shared. “I love you, now go before Manny bursts a blood vessel. She laughs then turns to leave.

"Bye," she says before turning to leave.

“Finally! I should have Mel sew your lips together.” You hear Manny in the distance.

[abby-abs]

Farewell Wanderlust

photo cred to the original photagrapher.

AN: if you are familiar with the witcher show on Netflix you might know the actor who plays Jaskier, Joey Batey has a band called the amazing devil and Farewell Wanderlust is one of their songs. I found it to be a perfect title with the reader Abby and Lev saying goodbye to their more dangerous adventures/ travels for a safer lifestyle. Also, the picture is the actual Catalina Island in California and you can see the round building (the casino) that the firefly mentioned on the radio. I imagine that is where the actual military firefly business takes place while the town is where they actually live. As always enjoy

  It was a warm day in Catalina island and you and Abby surprisingly had the day off together which was a rarity in itself. So you spent the day in the couch windows open letting the warm spring breeze flow into the house as you guys watch movies.

It’s been almost a year that you three settled into the community at Catalina Island, and we're happy to see how welcoming they were. You got placed in a home that was close to the beach where you and Abby like to sneak off to for an impromptu date. You’ve both been assigned as scavengers as well as Lev who also balances his time taking classes at the school. Both of you enjoyed scavenging, it was different than having to fight for your life every time you went out but nothing like having to sail along the coast with major injuries. The three of you wanted to take it slowly letting your body heal from the multiple slashes and stab wounds alongside the second-degree sunburn and starvation. Abby had it worst when it came to eating. Everything she ate would come back up due to her body not being used to a regular portion of food. You’d spend time with her in the bathroom after dinner as she threw up, being the stubborn person she is she’d refuse to eat what little food the Rattlers gave her while imprisoned. Once the three of you were cleared for work by the medical group you were free to start a low energy job. Luckily on an island, there is little to no interference from other crazy groups like the scars so it was a relatively safe place to live with only infected to worry about. And if there are any groups somewhere on the island the fireflies would make sure to be as friendly as possible because there was no need for another mass killing of what little fireflies were left. Nevertheless, you enjoyed having a more simple life with your new-found family.

Lev sits next to you and you wrap your arm around his shoulder brushing your fingers through his freshly cut hair.

“You know I never told you how nice you look with your hair cut short like this, it takes a lot of courage to shave it all off. Not many people have the proper head shape for it to look right.“ You knew about his past, about his and his sister's exile from the Seraphites. Both you and Abby made it clear that you excepted him for who he is and if anyone had a problem with it they had to go through the both of you.

“That’s a thing?” he asked tilting his head like a confused puppy. How could he be any more precious?

“Yeah, how you cut and style your hair can really either hide or accentuate it. You have a rounder head which is nothing to be ashamed of, at lease you don’t have a cone head like Abby.” He laughs and you hear Abby from the kitchen.

“I’d appreciate it if you two goofballs didn't talk about me in that way. And I don’t have a cone-shaped head. It’s not my fault that my hair got cut this way. She testifies, sitting next to you and placing her glass of water on the table.

“I know you don’t I just like hearing lev laugh.” You say softly.

“I know you do.” She pecks your lips

“By the way I like you let hair short like this, really brings out how beautiful you are.” Her hair hasn’t grown much that you could tell, her bangs covered her forehead more but it was still very choppy and uneven. But somehow she rocks it.

“Are you saying that I wasn’t before?” She sasses raising her brows.

“I’ve always thought you were beautiful Abby.”

“Hmm, you're so sweet.”

By the end of the movie you were dozing off and lev was fast asleep against your shoulder. Abby never notices how tired she was until she was at home on a day off, it’s like her body knew that this was the time to relax and heal itself. And a family catnap should do just that.