#tlou mel

[abbystanaccount]

some more extra angles of Abby at the FOB infirmary

[hatosaur]

late night draw; i think of abby and mel sometimes

[galaxyzone]

TLOU 2 alignment charts

I made these back in 2020 & never posted them, so here they are lol

[stop-right-there-criminal-scum]

since I'm back into Fallout and still love TLOU, I made some SPECIAL mockups for what I think some character's stats are

[mynameisbillandimaheadcase]

Can we talk about this scene and how heartbreaking it is

Abby has nowhere to go, the WLF thinks that she is a traitor, her friends are after her and the only people she has rn are Owen , Lev and Yara

From the start of the game she had been trying to be liked by Mel so badly. She went on a mission with her and she even Pushed Owen aside and forced him to choose Mel over her in an attempt to make things right

And at the end when Mel seemed to warm up to her ,it is revealed that Mel didn't like her from the start , even after Abby risked her life finding medical supplies to save Yara , Mel continues to think of her as a terrible person and she can't do anything to change this

Not only that but Abby now believes that the right thing to do is to leave Yara and Lev ,the people she cares about, alone and that they are better off without her

[theganymedes]

random but can we please talk about how terrible of a partner owen was to mel in tlou 2? … he did not consider her or his unborn child AT ALL when making decisions…

like even before ellie showed up to interrogate them regarding abby’s whereabouts, he was trying to convince his VERY! PREGNANT! GIRLFRIEND! to go to an island that inhabits a murderous religious cult that had been trying to wipe them out for who knows how long… all so he could save his ex-girlfriend who didn’t need saving…

like this man was planning on fleeing to santa barbara with or without the woman carrying his child and didn’t even care to inform her… not to mention he cheated on mel as well.

owen was just awful imo.

[melstanaccount]

A nicer AU

[punkrockmads]

Braids

Abby Anderson x Mel

Written for @melstanaccount

Summary: Mel comforts Abby as she grieves the loss of her father

An: In this Au, Mel and Abby are dating, and they don't leave the hospital to join the WLF, they all stay there. The beginning starts off with younger Abby and Mel, and skips forward to them as adults.

"She hasn't left her room in weeks." Nora whispered to Mel. "I don't think she's been eating enough, either. I found the food I left for her yesterday in the same spot this morning. She barely touched it."

Mel nodded, a concerned frown on her face. She knew Abby was in pain, grieving the loss of her dad. Since the day he was killed, she hadn't left her room. She barely spoke to anyone, but people could hear her quietly crying if they walked past her room. After about a week, the crying had stopped, replaced with a sickening silence. Mel's daily check-ins were the only way anyone knew she was alive. Mel wished with everything she had that she could take her girlfriend's pain away, but she knew all too well that she couldn't. All she could do was be there for her. "I'll talk to her." She said softly. "She just needs time."

Mel knocked on Abby's bedroom door softly. "Abby? It's me." She said, listening for an answer. When she didn't get one, she opened the door a crack. "I'm coming in, okay?" She stepped inside, immediately finding Abby curled up in her bed, facing the back wall. Mel closed the door, sitting on Abby's bed slowly. She gently reached out, tracing her finger over Abby's puffy, tear-stained cheek. "Hey." She whispered.

Abby's eyes fluttered open, her watery gaze on the wall in front of her. She couldn't bring herself to make eye contact with Mel just yet. Her body ached, and she was pale. Her usually bright eyes were dull and cold, an icy atmosphere around her. She felt numb at times.

"Nora says you're not eating much." Mel brought up softly. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind Abby's ear. "I know you're hurting, and I know it's really hard to think about taking care of yourself right now, but... I'm scared." She whispered the last part. "I don't wanna lose you. I hate seeing you so heartbroken." Abby closed her eyes, allowing Mel to continue tracing her fingertips along her cheekbone. "You always take care of everyone else. Let me take care of you now, okay?"

Abby hesitated for a moment. But something in her made her nod, turning to look at Mel for the first time in weeks. She was beautiful. She was light. Abby felt bad for not seeing her for so long. They both knew it wouldn't be easy, but Abby saw a glint of hope in Mel's eyes, and that was enough for her to try. For her? Anything.

Mel smiled softly, something she hadn't been able to do in days. "Okay." She whispered, squeezing Abby's shoulder gently. "How about you take a nice warm shower, and I'll run to the cafeteria and bring you something good to eat after?" She suggested.

Abby nodded, sitting up slowly. She needed this; needed Mel's soft, caring nature to guide her to the start of her healing. "Eat with me?" She asked. Her voice was raspy and quiet, her throat dry from not speaking for so long.

"I'd love to." Mel nodded, smiling softly. She kissed Abby's forehead, taking her hands and helping her out of bed. "Want me to start the water for you?" She asked. Abby nodded, lacing her fingers with Mel's.

Mel got Abby set up in her bathroom, making sure she was safe and comfortable before leaving to get them food. When she made it back to the room, she could hear Abby sobbing. She opened the door quickly, setting the tray down as soon as she saw Abby sitting on her bed with hot, frustrated tears pouring down her face. Her hair was out of its usual braid, still damp from finally being washed. "Hey, hey... what's the matter?" She whispered, sitting beside Abby and rubbing her back.

"I can't do it!" Abby sobbed. Mel frowned, confused for a moment until she spotted the brush by Abby's pillow. "I tried to braid my hair." Abby sniffled, wiping her face in a poor attempt to dry the tears. "My dad showed me a million times... and I never listened. I thought- I thought he'd always be here to show me again!" Abby wrapped her arms around herself tightly, more tears falling as breathless sobs escaped her.

Mel's heart broke. She pulled Abby into her arms gently, running her fingers through her soft, damp hair. "It's okay." She whispered. "I know it hurts." Abby nodded, clinging to the back of Mel's shirt as she cried into her shoulder. Mel held Abby in her arms for what felt like hours, gently rocking the two of them side to side as she rubbed her back and whispered soothing words.

Eventually, Abby's sobs grew quiet, replaced with quiet sniffles. Mel moved to sit behind her, turning her gently. "Can I see your brush?" She asked with a voice so gentle Abby felt it wash a bit of the pain away. She handed her the brush, letting out a deep breath as she felt her carefully brushing the little knots and tangles out of her hair.

In the quiet solace of Abby's room, Mel braided her hair. She was careful, making sure she didn't pull her hair or snag one of the many knots that seemed to reappear immediately no matter the circumstances. She poured love into each strand she touched, a gentleness only Mel possessed making Abby finally relax. The tension in her shoulders dropped, the tight frown on her face relaxed, and she let herself breath. The moment wouldn't last, but there would be more to come. More hope, more reasons pushing her to get out of bed.

"There." Mel smiled, kissing the back of Abby's head softly. "All done." Her hands dropped to Abby's shoulders, squeezing them softly.

Abby turned around to face Mel slowly, wrapping her arms around her waist. "Thank you." She whispered, closing her eyes as she pressed her cheek against her shoulder.

Mel rubbed Abby's back, hugging her tightly. "You hungry?" She asked. Abby nodded, making relief flood through Mel. "Okay." She smiled.

"So every time you pass one under, you add a little bit of hair." Mel instructed. "Just like that." She smiled, looking in the bathroom mirror as Abby watched. Abby held a smaller mirror in her hand, using it to watch Mel's instructions. Abby's hair had grown quite a bit since they were kids, and maintaining it was something important to her. It was a reminder of her dad; a way to keep him with her. So, she asked Mel to teach her how to braid it properly.

"I think my hands are too fat." Abby chuckled. "I can't keep a grip on the strands."

"You don't have to hold them tight." Mel laughed. "You just separate them with your fingers. Like when you run them through my hair. Try it." Mel took the mirror from Abby's hands, guiding them to her hair. Abby carefully copied Mel's instructions, braiding her hair slowly. "There you go!" Mel smiled, kissing Abby's cheek. "That's my girl."

Abby smiled with pride. "Thank you." She said. She let Mel help her, feeling her soft hands following along with hers. Not long after, Mel secured the braid with a hair tie, kissing the back of Abby's neck. Abby turned to face her, hugging her tightly. "I miss him." She sighed into her hair.

"I know." Mel nodded, wrapping her arms around Abby's waist. "I do too. But I know he's very proud of you."

"For braiding my hair?" Abby joked, smiling softly.

"Sure." Mel chuckled. "But also for being so strong, and courageous, and smart." She added. "I'm proud of you too."

Abby's face heated up, her cheeks and ears turning red. She felt happy knowing Mel was proud of her, and so was her dad. "Shut up." She smiled.

Renders made by the incredible @melstanaccount GO SHOW HIM SOME LOVE OR I'LL BE VIOLENT

Younger Abby and Mel:

Older Abby and Mel:

[ruffsabbath]

Proud Mel hater 😘

[quercus-queer]

The show runners are open to changing the deaths of s2 characters… I’m so excited to see Mel simply give Abby up and dip, Yara survive, and Jesse thrive <3

[abbystanaccount]

TLOU 2 Remastered has released! Have you been playing Team Abby in No Return?

[mellowumbra]

~Beautiful edges~

An alpha!Abbywerewolf! x afab!omega!reader

SMUT SMIT SMUT MDNI

will have smut, like prolly gon be nasty need holy water smut. plot! slowish burn. alpha, only female alpha you've ever met. Smut is not under the cut but will be expressed!

⚠️ warnings: porn with plot!! dom!sub dynamic, breeding(r!receiving), vulgar words, VULGARITY, descriptions of genitalia, breeding kink, werewolfheat/rut! overstimulation (r!receiving) power and strength kink

Shummary: meeting an alpha was easy. Trying not to fall in love with one? Harder than it looks.

Here is to ALL YALL freaky sob's that just want to see Abby as a werewolf,,,, I love y'all so much

Also I'm SO SORRY THIS TOOK MY MONTHS FORGIVE ME

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Relocating to the WLF had taken some time to feel somewhat normal and you owed your life to them. You were accepted as one of them, when you were first alone and near death. Omega's in the wilderness alone was a death sentence, but you managed to make your life here wonderfully enjoyable. As close as normal got, it all flew straight out the window when you met Abby Anderson.

Was it strange to meet a female alpha with unbridled power, skill, and rage? Absolutely. Did she scare the ever loving shit out of you? Absolutely. But that didn't stop you from perking your ears to listen every time her name was mentioned.

Abby was a force of nature, she commanded respect without needing to utter a single word. Six feet of muscle and piercing blue eyes that glowed gold and opulent when her wolf appeared. Everyone in the WLF knew about Abby, and were either terrified, infatuated, or a little bit of both. She worked for Isaac, as she was trained and worked like a dog in combat. She led the most dangerous of patrols under Isaac, the man who allowed the WLF to keep you safe, who sent her out to do his worst work.

Being an unmated alpha made it even more..interesting...

As soon as her name entered your airspace, words passed around about the alpha's skills during her rut. You could not stop the onslaught of other companions dishing tidbits during these conversations. Hell you couldn't go anywhere in the past two weeks and not hear about Abby Anderson, the most "skilled" alpha in the entire WLF. You were even more curious to why a female inherited an alpha title. You wondered why you hadn't heard her name sooner, and you soon figured out why. Abby had been in a relationship, and a serious one at that. But, that was over, from what the other omegas in your rounds gossiped about. You were surprised to hear that Abby had been dating a male, a one of almost equal rank as her. Her most recent "pursuits" were women.

You rolled your eyes at Arya's gossip and finished suturing a deep abdomen wound from your most recent patient. The man smiled at you, thanking you for the dressings and ointment. "Hey y/n," Arya says, your other medical assistant and friend catches your attention.

"Yeah? Whatcha need," you ask, wiping down your med tray and discarding a dirty needle.

Arya then asks you if you need to stay longer or if you need to head out. You reply no, you've got nowhere to be. Arya quickly discards her medical garb and ducks out, the sun already set. You sigh and work on seeing if anyone other WLF member needs to be attended to.

Something overpowering and strange enters your sense just after. It makes you stop, startled by the sudden thick air. A strong scent, almost hypnotizing. Abby Anderson is sitting on the bed across from you, blue eyes fixed on your figure. You start, now taken aback at how she appeared almost soundlessly.

"Jesus Anderson you scared the shit out of me," you swore, walking over to inspect a large shoulder wound running from her shoulder to mid bicep. Her muscles glisten with sweat, a now failing stitch job visible against her skin. Her honey hair in a signature loose braid, freckles dotting her neck and shoulders, clad in a gray tank top that exposes her skin to the blistering sun. "Sorry, is' just a habit," she breathes, "I didn't mean to startle you."

Her smile is dizzying but wanton, skin too white. She's in pain.

"It's alright, what are we looking at huh? A mighty alpha needing some help?" You tease, lifting her arm to assess her shitty patch job. Abby hissing at the pain or the figurative jab, you weren't sure.

You smile quietly, adding in a few words of "Alright gimme a second, I can fix you up."

"Thank you y/n, if I tell Manny that his stitch job was shit he'd take it personally," she chuckles dryly to avoid the grimace of you cleaning her wound with alcohol.

The stench almost clears your nostrils of her overpowering scent, almost. With a steady hand, you begin to swiftly move a needle through her flesh. The skin gave way easy to the needle, signalling she must've avoided coming here for a few hours, at least.

"You avoided coming in here, at least since before dinner," you say brazenly.

Abby puffs a quick breath through her nose, unhappy with the answer you've settled on.

"Maybe I did."

You can feel her eyes on you, this whole time. She follows the movements of your fingers, you can hear her nose purposefully inhale quickly at least once, and your cheeks heat at the sudden interest she's taken in you. Her scent is making your mind do flips, alphaalphaalphaalpha repeating in your head by your unhelpful wolf. Your hands almost shaky by the end, Abby rolls her shoulder with the new bandage applied.

"Keep that one for at least the next 2 days, or until you've noticed its leaked through your bandage. Keep it as dry and clean as possible," you instruct.

Abby just flashes you a blinding smile. "You do a good job, I feel better already. Thanks doll," she flashes a wink at you, smirk in her eyes.

That wink makes your ears turn red, palms suddenly sweaty. You roll your eyes to act nonchalant, placing a narcotic in her hand.

"Take these no less than 12 hours apart with food, and I mean it Anderson, with food," you say, fingers brushing one another's as you close her fingers around the pills. A resounding shock zaps through your fingers as fast as lightning, snapping her head up at you. Her eyes flash red just as fast, replaced by their usual blue.

Your eyes are wide, hand zinging from some unseen energy. Abby thanks you silently with a nod, hands stuffed in her pockets, and rushes off.

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Ever since that day in the infirmary, Abby is never out of your sight. During inventory rounds with your other med students, led my Abby's surgeon father, Dr. Anderson. She's always just looming. Your friends start to ask questions when the blonde walks into the infirmary one day, looking as healthy as ever.

You stare curiously as catch her eye, when she throws another wink at you. All your other friends blush and try to look busy.

"You don't look in pain Anderson?" You question, raising an eyebrow.

"No," she chuckles, "but I do want to ask if you had any extra isopropyl alcohol on you? One of my buddies managed to get blood all over a cell, and we need a cleanup," she says, so casually.

You start, but manage to stutter out a response.

"Um y-yeah we have some but it's not here yet, I can bring it to you in an hour or so?" You question, to which she just nods and winks at you.

"Find me in the FOB on the first floor sugar!" She calls out, leaving you a blushing mess.

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Some time later, alcohol in hand, you make your way to the FOB, when a sharp pain in your abdomen makes you lean against a wall in a back hallway. You shake your head, trying to clear your head as your wolf has taken over, screaming for help. Panic ensues. You know any willing male werewolf will hear you, and you sink into a corner.

Someone rounds the corner, and you can't see who it is as your vision is blurry with tears. You turn your head away to ease the embarrassment. The same overpowering scent you remember from two weeks ago invades your mind, and your wolf goes nuts. It's Abby, and she knows exactly what's happening.

SMUT I REPEAT SMUT

"I'm so sorry please don't come closer pleaseAbby," you beg through near tears, your heat blinding and painful. Quick breaths through your nose accompanied with full body shakes makes Abby growl lowly. She knew you needed to be claimed, the pain unbearable for her future mate to endure. A rumble in her throat makes you tilt your head towards the ceiling, breaths coming in faster. That growl is pure power, pure dominance. The fear in your heart of her power comes through your eyes and Abby realizes your fear, and it hurts. Your intoxicating scent fills her nose like a fog, your fight against a need to be taken care of slowly failing. Your heat and scent flies down to Abby's pelvis, unable to stop the whirlwind of arousal she feels.

"Hey, hey look at me," she commands, power still in her voice. She's knelt to your eye level. Don't be sorry baby. I'm not going to hurt you, I promise y/n, I promise. Please, let me take you somewhere safer," Abby begs. Alphas don't beg, they command. Her beg, plea has you staring in her eyes, desperate to believe her.

You pant, fear still swirling in your eyes. Abby just offers her hands, warm and calloused. After not saying anything, she slowly lifts you into her arms. Eyes lidded, mouth slightly parted, your heat addled brain screams at the feeling of power and protection. You can't help but inhale deeply at her scent, your core aching for more. Abby slips you into her room.

"Y/n, please," Abby begs. "I want to help you." Her eyes are a tinge of gold, showing her alpha side. She puts her forehead gently to yours. "I know you have feelings for me," she breathes. "But I won't do a thing unless you say it's okay."

Tears streaming down your cheeks, your eyes widen in surprise. You're lucid for just a second. "Oh god Abby, I-I don't know what to say," you groan, embarrassed. Your heat is blinding, a near total body and mind need to just be taken care of.

"I won't do anything you don't want baby," she cooes, her pet name undoing your resolve.

You take a deep breath and swallow, knowing that all you've wanted is for Abby to make you hers. And only hers.

"I want to be yours. I want to be only yours," you admit, cheeks darkening. "Please tell me you feel this as strongly as I do," you rush out, fully vulnerable.

Abby's turn to be wide eyed is short lived before she lands her lips on yours, desperate and hungry. "I want nothing more then to make you my mate. I- want- nothing more -than to fuck you into -this bed- for hours," she groans as you moan into her mouth. Her lips are warm, your arms reaching out to tangle in her blond hair. Your heat is begging, burning like a fire under your skin. You whine pitifully, Abby now fully aware of your need.

"I know darling, I know," she whispers. Abby lays you down on her bed, kissing you with a new ferocity that made you tug at her clothes. Feeling her strong abs run over your now bare chest made you bite her lip, a low growl coming from Abby's throat. Her mouth kisses down your neck and reaches the softness of your chest. With lips and tongue, she sucks your nipple between her teeth, licking it as it grows in need. Moaning at this was music to your alpha's ears. Your breasts are damp with spit and raised pink nipples fall in her mouth as she attends to one after the other.

She pulls your pants off, letting your heat racked body shiver at the sudden coolness. Her eyes flash a deep gold now, looking you over, a wanting moan leaving her lips.

"You have no idea how long I've been wanting to see you like this, how long I've been wanting to do this with you," she groans, the obvious bulge in her cargo pants making your mouth water and brain go fuzzy at her words. Her hands sink into your skin, pulling the flesh as she drags her hands down your stomach and over your thighs. Your cunt is wet, glazed over with slick and need. Pink lips swollen at the want of satiation. She kisses you, hand reaching down to palm you, gathering your wetness along her fingers. Your pants have turned into whimpers, into breathy moans.

"You're so wet for me, my precious mate," she cooes, dominance leaking through her words. "I wonder how wet you'll be when I sink my cock into your wanting pussy," you moan at her words, pulling off her pants. A small gasp leaves your lips as her member springs out of her boxers.

"That is a dick of an alpha for sure," you breathe out, hearing Abby chuckle darkly at your surprise. Its shaft covered in small veins, her pink head leaking precum at the sight of your naked body. Abby leans forward on her elbows, soaking up more of your slick on her cockhead, her kisses to your lips bruising. Your scent is making her drunk, the end goal of this mating lost. Ignoring her own desperation, Abby sinks below your waist and licks a long slow strip up your center, capturing your clit in her mouth to softly suck.

"I'm not fucking you stupid until your come all over my face, my pretty mate" Abby groans.

Her name leaves your lips in a yelp, unfettered moans follow. Her tongue is masterful, her lips covered in your shiny arousal. Up and down she moves her tongue, taking time to let herself tongue fuck you, dipping into your wetness. Latching onto your clit, she sucks soft pressure and swirls her tongue. With nothing to grab onto, you resign to tugging at your alpha's long blonde locks, legs high above your head, resting on her shoulders. The muscles in her back flex and stretch as she fucks you.

"Abby, o-o-oh fuck Abby baby pleaseplease alpha please," you moan and moan, dragging your hands through her hair.

At the mention of her title, Abby growls and picks up her pace. You feel the band in your belly tighten and snap within seconds as your orgasm washes over you in a blissful wave. Your toes curl and back arches off the bed, head thrown back in a long and loud moan. Abby continues to fuck your aching cunt into overstimulation, your legs shaking and breath uneven.

"Baby, baby I can't-can't take it anymore," you whine and moan. Abby doesn't stop but unlatches herself and slaps your pussy lightly with her palm.

"You're going to take what i give you angel, and you're gonna say thank you alpha," she hums and holds your jaw with her hand. "Okay baby?" She asks.

"Yes baby," you say softly, lips puffy as Abby captures them in a deep kiss.

"Thank you alpha," you admit shyly, peeking at her reaction through your lashes. Her breathing is ragged, hair undone and messy. Her eyes are a fierce gold, desire evident.

It didn't even take a minute before she slowly sinks herself into you, squelching sounds accompanied. Snapping up her head to you, she examines your features for any sign of pain. Your eyes are half open, lips parted in an O.

"Are you hurt?" She questions, stilling inside. You slowly shake your head, gripping her shoulders and wrapping your legs around her waist. With that, Abby slowly moves through your now sopping cunt. Her breath is short, focusing on not coming too early. You wrap around her like a vice.

"Fuck-fuck fuck baby you're so wet, so tight so warm you're so perfectfuck you are soperfect," Abby moans.

You moan at her praise, tangling your fingers in her hair, reveling in the closeness of your skin. Held up by her strong arms, the muscles in her biceps flex by your head.

"Hold on tight princes," Abby whispers into your ear, nipping at the skin.

Her thrusts start slow and languid, drawing out loud moans at each bury inside you. Your moans only get louder as her Hips snap back into yours at a near brutal pace, relishing in the wet sound of skin on skin. Abby examines your fucked out state of bouncing breasts, loud breathy moans and profanity.

"Fuck Abby fuck ABBY fuckfuckfuck my alpha fuck my alpha," you moan out, whining at the feeling of her cock stretching your walls to a beautiful feeling.

"Markmemarkmeplease baby breed me please baby please," you whine out, surprising Abby at your vulgar confession.

"Yeah baby? Fuck you'resofuckingwet, you take my cock so good baby you want my pups baby? Want me to breed you like a good puppy?" Abby moans, as the slap of wet skin fills the room.

"I bet you'd like me to breed you, huh baby?" Your fucked out smile gives her the answer she needs. "Yes abby please baby breed me please don't stop," you whine.

"Dirty girl, I knew you'd like that," Abby seethes as she bites your neck, sweat on her brow.

"You wanna be all round and fuckin full for me?"

"please Abby please baby yes yes yes!" you exhale a loud moan from your chest, as she leans forward to kiss you hungrily.

In a fast motion, she flips you on your belly, arching your back and pressing your cheek into the soft mattress. Your ass on display as she spreads you to see the slick drip down your thighs. You shake your ass slowly, all shame gone, wanting to be bred like a bitch in heat.

Her hands find your hips again, fucking into your cunt immediately like the world was ending. Muffled moans and screams come from your lips, Abby moaning at your soaking pussy sucking her in and milking her cock for all it was worth. Listening to your moans go up in pitch and your cunt get tighter and tighter told Abby you were so close to coming.

"You'gon come for me baby? Come all over my cock baby, c'mon you can do it. Cream all over my cock my good puppy," she rushes out, hands pulling you back to bounce on her dick.

"Fuck-ff-fuckfuck Abby I'm gon come 'my god I'm gonna come," your legs shake and let your orgasm push Abby into hers. Abby grabs your stretched out hand and squeezes it, to ground you. White hot pleasure consumes you and the heartbeat between your legs races.

You yell her name and moan a loud FUCK, drool sticking to the side of your cheek.

But abby wasn't done yet, your pleasure just comes first.

Abby's groans grow higher and higher, as your pussy pulses around her. As she feels you completely tighten around her, Abby's orgasm explodes. She feels her cock swell and a euphoric feeling washes over at the feeling of her breeding you completely full.

"Fuck baby, fuck baby ohgod," Abby moans as she collapses against your sweat drenched skin. You moan back weakly, shivering at her slow kisses up your back.

"You're so beautiful baby, gonna be so beautiful for me," Abby whispers, pulling out slowly to your disappointment.

"Fuck princess look at you," the alpha groaned, skilled fingers pulling your puffy pink lips apart to watch her cum drip out of your overstimulated pussy. You whine again, sensitive to her touch.

She coos, kissing the swell of your ass cheek.

"Come here princess let me hold you," Abby coaxes, slowing moving your body to lay between her legs. She softly kneads your back as you lay, breathing in her scent. Soft kisses to your forehead manage to lull you into a dreamlike state.

"Rest my precious mate, I've got you baby," Abby breathes, wrapping her strong arms around your figure.

Maybe falling in love with an alpha isn't hard after all.

[stop-right-there-criminal-scum]

Happy 9th anniversary to The Last of Us! I'm excited to see more of this girl soon. ❤

[tlouonmedia]

Abby, Mel & (unfortunately) Owen

TLOU ISRAELI THEMES PALESTINE DRC SUDAN ALL IN ONE THREAD

[melstanaccount]

Two post-apocalyptic parents that could have been

[punkrockmads]

Mel Headcanons!!

I did my best to organize these, but they're all incredibly random with no real theme so I'm sorryyy!!😭

TLOU Universe HCs:

Mel has a pile of those adult coloring books that she always picks up on patrol thinking she'll enjoy doing them but never does because she hates how everything looks so boxy

She doesn't like cooking very much but she will spend hours making home cooked meals for her patients and has done so multiple times for Manny's dad

Mel found Alice wandering the streets as a puppy and saved her from infected and brought her back to the stadium

She learned how to do Nora's hair when they were kids cause Nora wasn't properly taught and accidentally got a brush stuck in it

She keeps her hair short because it got grabbed by an infected when she was younger

She fell asleep in the truck on the was home from a long patrol and drooled on Manny's shoulder (he was not amused but let her sleep)

Mel thoroughly enjoys Cards Against Humanity

When she swore for the first time, everyone was in shock and Manny nearly choked to death on his drink

Mel's laughed so hard she's peed herself and Leah has pictures of the exact moment

Miscellaneous (some Mel x Abby x Nora because fuck you I'm not sorry):

She likes playing cute games like Stardew Valley but also loves games like Until Dawn (even though she's really bad at quick time events)

Mel has stepped on a pack of earrings before and instead of yelling in pain, she fell back and sat there stunned for a few minutes before getting up like nothing happened

Mel is the first person to stick up for Abby if someone's making fun of her and vice versa

She's cried to Abby and Nora about her appearance and they always make sure to comfort her and make her feel like the queen she is

Miss Melon sleeps with fuzzy socks on cause her feet get cold so easily

She always forgets to bring gloves on cold days so Abby and Nora both keep spare pairs (sometimes she intentionally doesn't bring them and begs to stick her hands in their coat sleeves)

She loves banana pancakes and cries every time someone makes them for her

Mel isn't a huge fan of baths but will take them if Nora or Abby ask her to join them (Abby especially finds them comforting)

Abby's had to carry Mel home while she was drunk because she kept trying to go into a closed gift shop

She came out to Manny before she did to anyone else

Mel has accidentally gotten locked in a stairwell at a mall and had to call Abby and Nora as well as the fire station to get her out

She's forced Abby to sit in the backseat of the car because she kept fucking with the radio, Abby did pout the entire ride home

She cried the first time she got pulled over because the thought she'd go to jail for a broken tail light

She's helped Abby through so many panic attacks that she has a system put in place

She's accidentally dropped an entire thing of chili powder into a pot of chili and just kept stirring because she was fed up