#ex!abby

[ilovewomenfr]

just take your shit and go

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men dni!!!! NSFW

cw: pretty vanilla, fingering (r!receiving), oral (r!receiving), praise kink, make up sex, idk what else

a/n: yall i thought i would be done this on tuesday. ive been so busy this week w work and life ive barely had time to write. this one’s a bit short but i had to get this idea down. i might improve it some time in the future. not proofreading and i kind of dont like it but thats ok. also requests are open as always. AND THANK YOU FOR SM SUPPORT ON YOU ARE SUCH A NERD! I GENUINELY WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT. xx.

you and your ex broke up two weeks ago, a huge fight blew up between the two of you which is why abby is at the door of your apartment, backpack slung over her shoulder, to collect the rest of her things. when you answer the door, you see abby’s gaze rake over your body.

“seriously abs?” you scoff at her, looking down at your abby’s baggy t-shirt, “do i get my shirt back?” she asks as she rolls her eyes at you, gesturing to the band tee. “oh. uh. yeah. i guess” you respond in a quiet tone.

“do you want a drink or something?” you offer and abby shakes her head, her blonde braid moving along with. the braid she would only take out at home when she was with you. the braid you used to tug on when she was drunk off your pussy to see her half-lidded blue eyes. you lick your bottom lip at the thought before shaking it away.

“are you gonna let me come in?” abby asks in a slightly annoyed tone. you get out of the doorway and allow her to come into the apartment. “most of your stuff is on the couch,” you mumble as you point over to the piles of things you threw onto the couch in a blind rage the night she left.

“aw how sweet of you to put everything on the couch for me.” abby says sarcastically, resulting in an eye roll from you. “just take your shit and go.” you grab a couple boxes and put them on the coffee table. you watch as she starts packing away her clothes into the boxes, standing awkwardly. “so this is it then?” you ask,

“what do you mean?”

“all it took was a fight.”

abby walks over to you, crossing her arms and resting her weight on her hip, “you were the one who told me to get out and never talk to you again, if i remember correctly.”

“because i was mad. i didnt actually expect you to go.” you look up to her eyes, trying to find any trace of resentment, but you find none. instead you still find love, “why are you looking at me like that?” she puts her hands on your waist, instinctively your own arms wrap around her neck. “im not looking at you like anything.”

“you are.” you play with her braid, “you’re looking at me like you still care.” she leans in and kisses you, catching you by surprise. the kiss is full of longing and desire. the way she holds you makes you feel as though a fire is stirring within you. she pulls away and sighs, walking back to the couch and sitting down.

“youre so confusing. i mean you tell me to go then dont want me to go? then you dont even text me for two weeks and when you finally do its because you want my stuff out of the apartment.” you nod, knowing you’re in the wrong here. “but i still care about you y/n.” abby leans back on the couch, practically beckoning you to come and sit on her lap.

you make your way over to the couch, sitting in silence as the both of you look at each other, tension growing in the air. “im sorry. i shouldn’t have told you to go.” you apologize, breaking the silence. “i shouldn’t have left.” her voice is softer than before, her hand find its way to your knee and her thumb brushes soothingly along your skin. the apology hangs over the two of you, and once again your eyes meet. abby’s eyes have a look of desire in them, one you know all too well. that’s all it takes for you to climb over and straddle her.

her hands find your hips immediately, “i’ve missed you, ya know.” you say gently, “prove it.” your hands hold her face and you kiss her again, sensually and slowly. abby’s hands run up your back to your hair trying to deepen the kiss. you part you lips and your tongue meets hers. you almost moan at the familiar taste, but you pull away instead, “does that prove it?” she lowers you onto the couch so you’re below her, “haven’t proved it quite yet.” she murmurs as she captures your lips once more. her hands slide up under your shirt as your tongues dance together, palming and squeezing your breasts, the simple action resulting in arousal shooting down to your core. she captures your moans with her mouth, before planting kisses down your neck, suckling the sweet skin.

moments later both your clothes are on the floor as abby kisses your inner thighs, “abs please” you beg, “i need you.” she looks up at you, “mm look at you begging for me, so needy, huh?” she goes back to sucking and kissing your thighs and you push her head towards your soaked pussy, “abbyyyy please.” you beg, “hm? what do you need pretty girl? need me to eat your pussy?” she nudges your clit with her nose eliciting a needy whine from you. “fuck, just eat me out already! please!” your begs are desperate now, your aching cunt waiting for attention. she pulls your legs over her shoulders and laps your slick, the sensation drawing a shiver from you. your hands clutch her hair as she begins sucking your clit, “fuck abby yeah” the moan is involuntary and in response you feel the vibration of her own.

youre a complete mess under her by the time the knot in your stomach snaps, your release dripping out of you pussy and onto your thighs. abby just keeps going, lewd sounds leaving you and echoing around your living room. she slips her fingers into you and curls them, your back arches as she repeatedly hits your g-spot, “so fuckin pretty when you’re falling apart baby” she murmurs softly. she uses her thumb on your clit and it’s like you’re on top of the world, your cries are becoming pornographic at this point and it’s just egging her on, “yeah, you like my fingers filling you dont you?” she nips your hip, “mmhh yeahhh. fuck baby ‘m gonna cum!” she keeps hitting your g-spot and the pressure building up inside of you reaches its peak, you feel your legs shaking as you cum on her fingers, “youre doing so good for me baby.” she lets you ride out your high on her before sliding her fingers out, “fuck i missed you so much abby” you say, she kisses you, “i missed you too”

tags: @jamiesturniolo

[beforeimdeceased]

WELCOME TO THE PARTY — ABBY ANDERSON ༄₊🫧➳

tlou2 is based on the israeli occupation of palestine, how you can help

pairing: ex!abby x reader

synopsis: you try to escape the thoughts of your ex with a little partying and she shows up to ruin it all.

content: oral (r!receiving)

author’s note: thank u so much for 1.2k i love this little community we’ve got on here! you guys make me so happy i can’t thank you enough <3

“I can’t even enjoy this stupid fucking party, Oh my god!”

You were currently spiraling in a far corner of the bustling house. Drink in hand with a scowl on your face. You take a sip of the liquid, letting it slide down your throat and settle into your stomach. You were waiting for the buzz to kick in and ease your nerves.

You’d just seen Abby, your ex, prancing in with another girl on her arm. A very pretty and smiley girl who you’d never seen before. You were wondering how they’d met and what they’d talked about when Dina came over to snap you out of your thoughts.

“You’re not gonna let her ruin your fun, right?” She gently rubs your arm and you’re so touch starved the gesture nearly makes you cry. It’s been a week since you’d parted ways with the blonde, and the lack of her presence was weighing down on you. You’d missed her smile, her kind eyes, and the way she always knew how to make you laugh.

But she wasn’t perfect. Neither were you, you couldn’t be. Tension grew in the relationship. You went from wanting to be around each other all the time, to avoiding each other at all costs. If you saw her post that she was at the gym, you were making an illegal u-turn in the middle of the road to avoid seeing her. That wasn’t a relationship, and it had to end.

Funny how you were still avoiding her.

“Dina I can’t dance, I’m gonna be sick.” You hold your stomach, tugging against Dina’s grip on your arm. She looks at you empathetically, placing a kiss on the back of your hand. “Babe, Are you going to stop functioning properly because of her? Forever?”

Before you can respond, commotion ensues. Ellie can be heard cursing following the sound of glass breaking and a crash. “Okay, hold on. I’ve gotta stitch up my girlfriend.” She rolls her eyes before rushing into the direction of the noise. A crowd of people swallow her, keeping you from following her.

You decide you need to just wash your face off in the bathroom, and get your ass out there. Abby is just another girl that got away. She’s clearly moved on, so why can’t you? You weren’t going to let her sour your night. Plus, Dina was your ride and you had to wait for her to fix Ellie up.

You can’t get the bathroom downstairs open, and after asking about 7 intoxicated people you find safety in the basement. There everyone was either high, tripping, or both. More importantly, they were not paying attention to who was going into the bathroom in the far left corner.

It was big, which was unsurprising considering how large the basement and the house was itself. Incredibly clean and it looked like the perfect hideout spot. You decided you’d stay in there scrolling through your phone until Dina sent her usual “where r u?” text.

The familiar sound of the ping on your phone interrupts you mindlessly moving your thumb. Out of the corner of your eye you catch the first letter of the sender, and nearly throw your phone.

Abby ❌: Where’d you run off to?

Was that meant for you? Did you want to find out? You stare at the message letting your eyes unfocus. Biting your lip you ready yourself to respond, but you’re stopped by the three dots indicating she’s typing.

Abby ❌: You in the basement?

You wish the window in there was bigger, because it would’ve made escaping a lot easier. Instead of responding, you look for the easiest solution to your new found problem, which happened to be the door. You open it, and a presently surprised Abby is on the other end smiling at you.

“Oh, you opened it for me?” You walk back as she walks in and watch as she closes and locks the door. “You’re still so sweet.”

“Where’s your friend?” You ask, arms crossed. It was upsetting you that you were so jealous, but it made sense. The end of your relationship was rocky, but you’d still only broken up a week ago. The wound was fresh, and she was poking her fingers in it.

“I don’t know, probably making out with someone upstairs.”

Realization hits you and you’d never admit it but you felt relief. Abby can read you though, she knows you better than anyone. A wide smile spread on her stupid cocky face.

“Were you jealous?” She tilts her head a bit and it makes you bite the inside of your cheek. She’d always tilt her head while she was deep inside of you. Chuckle and ask “You like that?” As if you could even fucking answer with how hard she was fucking you. The memory sends a shiver through your entire body, and it delays your response. She takes note of that as well and your body language. Arms crossing and uncrossing while her eyes trailed up and down your body.

She was looking at you like she was struggling to contain herself. You could almost see her thoughts projected over her head. “I miss you. I miss fucking you.”

“Would it be wrong for me to be jealous?” You back up towards the sink, catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. Another memory of her with her hand over your mouth, pounding into you mercilessly, flooded your mind. She takes note of this before moving closer to you.

Her body is close enough that if you reached out, you would be touching her freckle speckled skin. You fear that if you don’t lean into her, you’ll tip over. That you’ll fall splat on the cold bathroom tile. That you’ll sink into the ground and disappear, if you don’t touch her right fucking now.

“I guess not.” She leans over towards you, and you think she’s moving in to wrap you in a hug, but she’s just pushing past to look in the mirror. She notices how your face falls at her movements, and turns to look at you.

“Someone has to be honest here. Want me to start?”

No was at the tip of your tongue before her lips crashed into yours. She cups your face and you almost don’t notice her backing you up against the sink. Your back hits the edge of it, causing it to arch and your head to lean back. Abby takes the opening, latching her lips onto your jaw and then your neck.

“I fucking hate you so much right now.” You close your eyes, body contradicting your words. You lean into her strong and firm arms. Pulling your body into hers. “I hate how I couldn’t go a week without you.” Is breathless and desperate as it leaves your tongue.

She’s on her knees now, positioned in between your legs. She struggles to remain composed enough to tease you. Lustrous desire causing her mouth to salivate. You help her get your pants off, kicking them to the side, before her fingers loop into the band of your underwear. “It wasn’t easy for me either.” She pulls them down in a frenzy. “I missed the way you moaned my name.”

She latches her tongue to your heat, swirling a harsh circle against your sensitive bud. You would’ve lost your balance if she wasn’t holding your legs open and up with her arms. fingers on the inner corners of your cunt, spreading you wide for her. There was no mercy, and no slowing down. Her mission was to make you see stars.

“Fuck.” Is all you can let out and she hums against you in agreement. The vibration sending a wave of pleasure straight to your core. You tangle your hands in her hair, grappling at it to keep her right where you needed her.

And she never fails to deliver. Tongue buried into your walls while her nose swipes against your clit. You bite back a moan which causes her to move her hand and squeeze your ass, pushing the sound out of you. It’s clear and melodic, music to her ears. If anyone happened to walk in she wouldn’t want to stop. She wanted to hear more from you. She needed to.

You can barely hold back your orgasm. With the way she has you spread completely open for her, entire face buried into you moaning against your cunt. You let the wave rush over you, eyes rolling back into your head as her name rolls off your tongue.

You shake a bit, overwhelmed from the high and her face still buried between your legs. Now is when you feel a bit disappointed in yourself. At how hard it was to stay away, how easy it was to give into her, and how you’re going to have to explain this to Dina.

Abby kisses up and down your inner legs, catching all of your juices on her tongue. It feels so good before you hear that damn ding from your phone once again. She reaches over to grab it out of your pants pocket and hand it to you. Speak of the devil.

Dina 💖: where r u?

[andrsnsgirl]

when you and abigail simultaneously ended up in the same grocery store and same you didn’t pay any mind to her because she looked like every other shopper in there but the feeling that someone was staring at you got the best and decided to look around to see who it was and lo and behold. your ex; abigail Anderson looking dead at you as she swirls a toothpick around. you scrunched your face in annoyance and continued to look at your shopping list for what you needed. you mentally make note to go to another Target in your area because her stalking you again was very fucking ridiculous. you made your way to the chips isle stuck on which ones to get because your 12 year olds sleepover is happening soon and you need to feed the little fucks that are coming to terrorize the house for 3 days. being so stuck on chips you didn’t even notice abby creeping her way behind you. “i think lilly would like the ruffles hmm?” she says in your ear and she catches you out of your daydream. “fuck, abigail. what the fuck are you doing here?” she backs up and takes a good look at you and chuckles “what’s with first name bases like we don’t know each other sweetheart.” she looks over her glasses that she has on in a fucking store you can’t lie she’s looking hot herself. her hair is down and she wears a tight short sleeve top. “we did but not anymore, remember?” she clicks her tongue and says riiight as she remembers the falling out when she found out you were pregnant and you didn’t say anything but that’s another story. “and no, lilly would not like ruffles. she’s 12 and a sucker for that red 40 shit.” you say as you grab party sizes for hot cheetos and takis, you throw them in your basket and skirt along the isle with abby trailing behind. you’d hope she’d leave you alone because this was your first time in weeks where you had a nice silent shopping trip.

and no she didn’t leave, she would whistle every now and then to make it known that she was still behind you, watching your every move and putting stuff in your basket she remembered your hell spawn liked but you ultimately put them back with a scowl on your face. it was up until the dishes isle where you were to buy plates for the kids to decorate to their liking, abby was annoying you. you haven’t seen nor talked to this girl in years and now she wants to somehow pop back in your life like nothing happened. “abigail.” you turn around and you’re inches away from her chest and smell the faint scent of pine and that gold chain you bought her for her 23rd. “what?” she says raising an eyebrow and stops swirling her toothpick. you sigh at her incompetence. “what do you want from me? i’m trying to shop here.” “obviously, you.” she says with a smirk. “what the fuck?”

that’s how you end up in the backseat of her car riding her strap like a good girl. your pornographic moans make her ears flush as she reaches her hand between your thighs and rubs your clit making your thighs shake and cause you to slow your movements. “abby s’— fuck,” “hm?” she’s swirling that fuck ass toothpick with an amused look on her face. how you hated the effect she had on you. a little anger builds up in you and you grab her hair to maintain balance without falling backwards though she has a hand on your lower back to prevent that, you fuck her harder and rougher making the car shake a little. “ohh fuck baby, sl..slow down fuck!” she grabs your hips in attempt to slow your movements but fails and lets you take the reigns as she sort of goes limp with pleasure. you come with a loud moan and fall in to her shoulder. both out of breath you quickly grab at your discarded clothing on the seats and get dressed. abby crawls in the driver seat and starts the car to roll her windows down and catch her breath. you dress and exit the car swiftly, before walking to your car you turn around to her lowered window.

“are you going to stalk me again?” you say with a tilted head and with all seriousness in your voice

“maybe..” she chuckles and chucks her toothpick on the ground and pops a gum in her mouth and drives out of the parking lot.

[hatosaur]

late night draw; i think of abby and mel sometimes

[tenebrous-academic]

The way we were all rooting for Eddie to break the streak of bad partners for Buck and now it turns out he’s a canonical cheater???

Tommy Kinard you’re our only hope 🫡

[gayofthefae]

Tommy seems so nice I think their eventual breakup is gonna be really understanding and mutual

[rotaryphoam]

for teh lulz

[catmomjudy]

I need someone to write a fic where Buck and Tommy’s relationship is in some way altered (for good or bad, for HEA bucktommy/Tevan or for Buddie, que sera sera) when they realize that they both dated Abby.

(And yes, there are a couple out there, but I really like this trope. Extra brownie point kudos for some good Abby-bashing.)

[chirpsythismorning]

Watching Wayward Pines for potential ST5 inspo bc the Duffers wrote a couple episodes in s1, and when I got to their second (last) episode and their name crossed the screen, I noticed a visual parallel that might already exist on the show…

Recognize it??

It instantly reminded me of that last shot for the opening of s3, with the landscape peaking out behind the Russian base. But when I went back and actually compared the two, holy shit it’s near identical, and not just the landscape.

I didn’t even remember the helicopter being there on the left, not to mention the pillar-esaue contraption at the center. Like… they’re the same picture.!

With them being credited right at that moment, it’s obvious this was an intentional nod to their previous work.

I just thought it was cool so I wanted to share, but in terms of my watch overall, there is a LOT going on that they could pull from. I’m only halfway through s1, though I’ve heard the show goes downhill in s2 so we’ll see how that goes 😂

[buddiesmutslut]

Saw a post that Tommy is Abby 2.0 & that feels SO REAL (older & more mature, introducing Buck to a different way of thinking, knows the job intimately, not quite as into him as he is into them 🫣).

I just hope Tommy leaves in a much better way, bc he gives off good vibes and I ADORE LOU.

[csprslvt]

You and i, and her.

Chapter one. (see intro for context)

Summary: When settling into Jackson, reader dreams of her past but tries to ignore it by spending time with Ellie, who is desperate for connection after pregnant Dina has left her to be with Jesse. Awkward introductions and slight miscommunication ensues.

Warnings: Mentions of homophobia, the D slur, reader misses muscle mommy Abby, assumed major character death, mentions of sex

CHAPTER ONE:

Something was weighing heavy on your heart.

Ever since you found that locket, something in you was missing, as if you finally became aware of a part of your life you had forgotten you’d experienced. You wore the locket, looking for other things in your bag that would bring clarity to your past. So far all you had was that pine soap and photo that connected with the once love of your life,

Abby.

You knew her, or rather you had known her at some point. So many questions littered your mind, but still the dissociation was so heavy it was difficult to uncover without getting a headache.

“Hey? y/n?” A hand nudged your shoulder, pulling you from your trance.

 Ellie was trying to get your attention. 

“Oh sorry, what was the question?”

Ellie smiled, “ I was saying, are you going to finish that?”

You looked down at your plate, you and Ellie were eating in Ellie’s room, deciding that a group of people would be too much for you to handle in such a drugged out, sensory sensitive state. You both sat on the bed, Ellie against the headboard and you against the foot of the bed. Your legs touched softly.

“Uhm no, i'm still kind of nauseous, you can have my food if you want.” You offered your plate of bread, meat and rice to Ellie.

“ You sure?”

“Yea yea go ahead!”

Ellie’s smile grew and she took the plate from your hands, eating eagerly.

“ So” Ellie spoke between chewing, “How are you feeling?”

“I feel, confused and a little woozy, but better now that i'm clean and out of the sun”

“I really do think something has happened to you, you were so… delirious when we found you”

“Yea I feel almost…foggy? Like I'm forgetting something important, forgetting where I came from because of whatever has happened.”

Ellie nodded in sympathy, 

“Whatever happened, it must've been a lot to handle. I mean you were covered in blood and clearly exhausted. So don't pressure yourself to remember every detail, I'm sure it’ll come to you eventually.”

“Yea, yea I hope so” You smiled and Ellie finished her meal, she took both plates.

“I'll go get rid of these, uh, you stay here”

You nodded in response and once she left, you opened your locket staring at it.

Abby.

Where could she be? Why did you end up alone? Clearly she appeared to care about you? Why can't you remember anything but her name, her scent, her hands?

You shivered a bit, memories flooded to the surface but just as they were about to enter your grasp, it slipped away from you.

There has to be something else missing.

When Ellie entered the room again, she offered to show you where you would be staying, the two of you hit it off, becoming fast friends, a duo.

When you settled into your new room, you smelt of the forest, it soothed you and you fell into a deep slumber.

Long blond hair fell into your fingertips as you ran your fingers through it. It was soft, healthy and it carried the faint scent of pine.

“Are you always going to keep it in that stupid braid?” You spoke, with a playful wonder to your voice.

“It's not stupid asshat, it keeps my hair out of my face�� Abby spoke, with a voice as smooth as honey. It made you smile a bit, just listening to her speak with a careless freedom to her.

“But your beautiful hair! You gotta let it down once and awhile before your hairline recedes”

Abby turned around facing you, hair leaving your fingertips.

“My hairline isn't going to recede.” She says sternly

“You'll lose all your hair and end up looking like owen.”

“Owen? Just because he's my ex boyfriend doesn't mean you can bully him.”

“Yes it does, that's what ex boyfriends are there for!”

“You're just jealous.”

“Jealous of what? His inability to make you cum?” You said with a smirk, indulging in playful banter.

At that Abby blushed, staring into your eyes.

“Okay well, okay I have no response to that. You're right.”

“Oh my god I was just guessing but seriously?”

“Yea one time we had sex in a boat and he literally came after three pumps, leaving me high and dry.”

You wrinkled your nose in disgust

“Do you think he even knows where the clit is?”

“No, definitely not, believe me I tried teaching him but it was like… he just rubbed my inner thigh and then asked me if I came”

“Oh trust me, if you did, he would've known by the way you scream and-”

“ Oh I scream? You're the one saying my name so loud it's like you're trying to use echolocation”

“Echolocation? You're comparing my noises to echolocation? Fuck you”

“Oh you'd like that wouldn't you” 

“Oh my god Abby!”

“ See? Echolocation”

“You know what? I hate you.”

“ You didn't hate me last night”

“Well I do now”

“Let's change that, shall we?”

You nodded and right as Abby pulled you into her lap, you-

“Hey! y/n! Wake up! It's Ellie!”

You groaned, rubbing your eyes to wake up.

“Huh?”

“Get up!”

“Oh my god” You mumbled, reminiscing about your dream that seemed so real.

memories.

You got up and stumbled to your feet, your cargo pants had ridden up like pantaloons and your chest was nearly falling out of your tank top, you adjusted yourself before opening the door.

“Uhm, hi.”

You blinked.

“You woke me from my peaceful slumber” You said, with a tone of playfulness in your voice

“Oh did I? You certainly look like you slept well.”

Ellie took in your appearance, you stood there, in clothes from yesterday, wearing one sock and no bra, smelling of winter pine. She looked a bit too long at your smile.

Ellie knew she was warming you to you too fast, but since her break up with Dina, she missed human connection, friendship.

“Yea, I did actually” You smiled

“Come in Ellie,let me brush my teeth before we do anything”

Ellie stepped closer to you

“Oh yea, that morning breath is awful” She wrinkled her nose, clearly poking fun at you.

“ Well fuck you too!” You exclaimed, moving into the bathroom brushing your teeth and looking into the mirror.

Though you were bruised and scarred, you were clean and safe and you looked closer to what you were supposed to be.

Your eyes wandered to the golden locket laid on your collarbone, and your mood dropped.

Oh Abby…

Though you wanted to make yourself comfortable in Jackson, the goal was to find Abby. Eventually you'd leave and seek her out, once you had a lead.

“Hurry up!” Ellie spoke, removing you from your mind where your only thoughts were of pine and blond hair.

You quickly brushed your teeth and fixed your hair, trying to make it look at least a little decent. In a perfect world you would have worn makeup and had real clothes, but this was survival.

You eventually left the bathroom and faced Ellie, she got up from her place on your unmade bed and walked to the door, beckoning for you to follow her.

“ Where are we going?”

The air outside wasn't as humid as it felt with blood sticking to your skin, but it was still way too warm for cargo pants.You huffed a bit trying to cool down.

“To the stables! I wanted to show you the horses!”

“Horses?” 

“Yea!” 

“I dunno, I'm not an animal person…”

“Oh C’mon! It'll be fun!”

You smiled, Ellie seemed excited and you needed to think of something that wasn't Abby and your unclear past. You relaxed a bit before nodding.

“Okay…”

“Great! Let's go!”

The stables stunk.

They smelt of straight horse shit and it was disgusting. But you've smelt plenty worse.

Ellie was filled with joy, leading you to each horse and introducing you, she was clearly close with the animals.

“This is shimmer and this is-”

“Hey, Ellie”

Ellie paused looking behind her at the voice, you turned away from petting shimmer to look as well.

A woman stood, with long dark hair, dark eyes and a purple shirt. She was holding hands with some guy, he wasn't particularly remarkable but when Ellies eyes darted between their hands you could tell there was a thick tension. Not the sexy kind.

“Hi Dina” Ellie seemed… awkward, uncomfortable and a little hurt.

Whoever this Dina was, she clearly had a past with Ellie, you raised an eyebrow.

“Who's that?” Dina looked you up and down, she was beautiful but still, Ellies nervous energy made you uncomfortable too. Dina didn't sound particularly menacing or rude, honestly, she seemed sweet but Ellie couldn't respond. You took the liberty of introducing yourself.

“Im y/n” You offered a smile, placing a hand on Ellies shoulder, she looked at you.

“Ellie and I were just leaving.”

The man beside Dina looked between the two girls with a need to break the tension. He was kind enough to offer you a hand and a comforting gaze.

“Hi y/n, Im jesse, nice to meet you.”

You shook hands.

“Nice to meet you too Jesse, well we better run! See ya around!” You smiled and grabbed Ellies hand, dragging her along as you exited the stables.

You let go of Ellie's hand once you were out of sight.

“Ellie, what the fuck was that?”

Ellie groaned, putting her head in her hands.

“That was Dina…my ex girlfriend”

You blinked.

“Ex girlfriend.”

“Yea we broke up a little bit ago, I didn't expect her to be with Jesse again so soon. God that was so embarrassing! I stood there like a total dumbass gawking at her. What the fuck!”

Ellie began a ramble

“Ex girlfriend.” You said in shock. Ellie was like you, she liked girls. And you understood why she was with Dina, she was beautiful.

Ellie paused

“Listen if your gonna be a homophobic asshole I don't wanna-”

You panicked, oh no, she totally thought you were a bigot.

“No! No no no Ellie oh my god no” You laughed, she looked annoyed.

“Seriously! If your gonna call me a dyke or something Id rather not-”

“I like girls too!”

Ellie paused, her jaw dropped.

“Huh?”

“Is it really that surprising? Dude I love girls. And you dated Dina? Why’d you let her go? She's hot like super-”

Ellie held up her hands

“Okay, okay! Yea I get it, can we please stop talking about how hot my ex is”

“Sorry, sorry”

“She's the one that broke up with me…while we were dating, she found out she was pregnant with Jesse’s kid. It kind of brought them back together or whatever. And she dumped me.”

“She dumped you?”

“That's what I just said, yes, don't rub it in”

“No I didnt mean it like that…respectfully Ellie, you are fine as fuck and so far you have an amazing personality. I'm just surprised she would leave you because of a damn baby.” 

“You think im fine as fuck?”  Ellies face turned red, a blush covered her freckles.

“Respectfully, yea”

“Oh.”

You felt awkward again, urging you to change the subject.

“Anyways…can we find something to eat? I'm not nauseous anymore”

“Yea, yes of course. Lets go”

Eating certainly helped your unsettled stomach, you devoured your plate in less than three minutes, and Ellie joked about it, and you felt like you could finally escape the gaping hole in your chest that Abby left.

You assumed she was dead. It was almost better to think that she wasn't suffering and killing anymore. But something in your gut knew you were just making excuses. You knew better her than that. Still, you brushed those thoughts away. It couldn't be too bad, staying in Jackson for a while. Right? 

[daily-omori-quotes]

"Yet... In a stroke of luck, I was found by none other than a young DONUT by the name of SWEETHEART. She brought me to her family and they took me in as one of their own."

- ROCOCO

[garbagequeer]

what if you were a cool poly bi woman who is so much fun and loves everyone so much and you had this boyfriend and he broke up with you because he wanted to do more of a normative monogamous marriage kids house type thing and you also had this friend who you love and are obsessed with and fell in love with and she got together with someone new that was not you never you right when you were going through a really tough and heartbreaking moment with the first guy. this happened to my buddy ilana THREE TIMES

[wayward-sherlock]

byler exes save me. save me byler exes

[appleblueberry-pie]

Hey. So, because life moves on and people continuously change every single second of their lives, I have made the temporary decision to change what I wanna write about.

It's not that I want to completely stop writing about jujutsu kaisen and spiderman across the spider verse. I just...there's other things I like as well and want to pour my love into.

If u ever miss me writing about these guys, remember I have so fucking many links in my pinned post for everything I've written about them. I just reached my 100th jjk post not too long ago, so I know you're well fed. I want to write more about aot because it deserves love and I also hope that SOMEWHERE......there are still Abby Anderson lovers that are starving....and need food for me to give them. Becuase I will cook. I'm a writing Veteran with a capital V and I will serve as needed bro.

Seriously I need new content.

Also I will answer the last pieces of asks in my uh inbox. I will like rn

[elliesbelle]

did i match with this one girl on a dating app cause she looks a LOT like maya hawke? no……