ssupanova

[ssupanova]

Why dont you write fem reader ??

I just don’t want to 🤷‍♀️

[ssupanova]

Ellie x loser masc reader

Freinds with benifits

Warnings : masc reader (duh) scissoring

Nipple play, fwb

I really likes this one so lmk if you want a part 2

—————

You walk up ellie and Joel’s doorstep, nervously ringing the doorbell.

The reason why youre even at ellies in the first place is, well long story short…

Ellie completely fumbled dina ( because shes a total loser who never knows what she wants) and was kinda a wreck after.

To be a good freind abby tried to get ellie out and over dina, you guys went to a party, had a few drinks… Bare in mind you and ellie had never been major best friends you only ever interacting in large group setting and sharing occasional small talk, but the way she was looking that night… next thing you know you’re fuckin making out.

And thats how this arrangment started started.

“Hey” you’re face to face with Ellie as she suddenly opened the door, shes looking past you as if to make sure no one’s caught you two together. Geez that bruised your ego.

“Hi uhm, come in” Ellie replies, as awkward as usual.

You follow behind into her bedroom standing back againt the door, ellie takes off her zip up hoodie tossing it on the floor.

A momenteral silence goes by before ellie musters up the courage to speak.

“This is weird” she lets out with a huff, messily running her fingers through her short hair.

“Whats so weird about it ” you sheepishly smirk “no ones gonna find out” you add.

Ellies takes a seat on her bed “Its not that, its just… were both” ellie looks you up and down gently hinting towards the elephant in the room.

Sure, you and ellie are both more masculine but you’re both girls, figures shes just not really into that. Though it made you feel slightly insecure.

“I guess so” you sheepishly grin, shifting the weight of your body the opposite way.

She glances at the empty space next to her, then gave a slight tilt of her head in its direction “You gonna sit or just stand there?” she teased.

You’re both sitting there litterly just staring at each other, it’s so awkward.

Ellie clears her throat “Can i …” she glances at youre lips.

“Yes, of course” you both lean in landing a gentle kiss, real soft, something that most wouldn’t expect from you both. She starts incorporating her tongue into the movement, deepening the kiss.

Everything becomes increasingly heated, ellie has her hold on the back of your neck while yours rest on her lower back.

Without breaking the kiss you eagerly shuffle your bodys until youre on top. Her hands travel down feeling up your ass,making you moaning into the kiss.

She unbuckles your pants tossing the clothing out of the way, followed by her own pair of jeans.

You slot your legs one over the over aligning yourselves before sinking onto each other , the immediate heat from the contact, draws out a low drawl from you.

Still kissing up on each others face and neck, for a moment it feels intimate, not dirty like it has before slowly rubbing you’re clits, both enjoying the friction.

You grab hold of ellies hands placing them firmly above her head, looking into her face, suddenly becoming hyper aware of the entire scene, her face scrunched in pure concentration,eyes sealed shut, the sound of her poorly concealed whimpers her toned core grinding feverishly against yours making you moan and your brain go fuzzy again.

What the hell is this girl doing to you?

Since this started this you’ve come to accept that you have feelings for Ellie and it hurts everytime, the realisation she’ll never feel the same, see you more than a quick fuck. And a dirty secret.

Whatever.

One of youre hands comes down and pulls ellies top just enough to view her perky little tits, wasting no time groping her breast before connecting her nipple to your mouth

The feeling of the pillowy fat in your mouth drawls out a whimper from her, sucking on the erect bud, sending vibrations straight to her throbbing core.

Ellie sounds so pretty right now, panting like a fucking dog, so desperate to cum,Clawing at you’re back painfully digging her nails into the skin, thats defiantly going to leave a mark.

you’re both so close, you can feel it.

Every roll of your hips increasing each other’s pleasure.

Ellie lets go first with a loud cry from the intense orgasm eyes complete shut relishing the sensation of her release.

you dont let up continuing the lewd movement, ellie Lays there, too fucked out to think, just taking it even though she feels so sensitive.

One more eager grind and your throbbing walls release, feeling a violent surge of ecstasy while you ride out your orgasm.

You kiss ellies flushed cheek and roll of her, now laying by her side

After Ellie fully comes down she wastes no time putting her clothes back on, you follow shortly after.

You get your things as Ellie Leads you back to the house door, you exchange goodbyes and thats it.

The instant you start making youre way home, an uneasy pit in youre stomach forms.

[ssupanova]

if she looked at me like that we would not be leaving the room until she comes out pregnant with my baby

[ssupanova]

Do people who hate ellabs get tired of telling us how much they hate it 🌝

unpopular opinion that nobody asked for: i HATEE ellabs bro. Why would some girls suddenly start making out and thrusting into each other after they just killed each other’s dads??? I think even im not delusional enough to ever fantasize these weird kinks. They just don’t work.

I love Abby and ellie by themselves, and I can comfortably sit down and understand that some bonds aren’t meant to be.

[ssupanova]

PUT A BABY IN ME (ellabs, slight NSFW, amab!ellie, baby fever!abby, very short)

Abby is ovulating and wants Ellie's babies. Ellie is low-key terrified — but always gives her baby what she wants.

warnings: abby being a sexy bottom, talks of impregnation, impregnation/breeding kink, baby fever.

Abby knew exactly what she was doing.

The shorts were not an accident. The cropped shirt wasn’t, either. Nor was the strategic bending over in front of Ellie while “reorganizing the pantry” on a random Thursday.

It was hot. She was sweating a bit, hair loose. She let her top cling, just enough to outline the curve of muscle, the dip of her waist, the subtle line of her abs.

Abby wasn’t subtle about anything else, so why start now?

Ellie was trying to be patient. That was the problem.

Her girlfriend – her stupid, considerate, loser girlfriend – had been on her best behavior ever since Abby had mentioned, very casually over pancakes, that she was “thinking about babies.”

Thinking.

That was two weeks ago. But now, she was ovulating and going feral.

All she could think about was Ellie inside. Ellie all over her, Ellie kissing her, those lean hands on her hips while the tip of her cock kissed her cervix too, and she filled her to the brim. Over and over again.

She chewed on her lip.

Control yourself. Patience.

Abby leaned against the counter. Stretched. Flexed a little, not that she needed to, it just happened.

“Babe?” she said, tone deliberately light. “Can you open this jar for me?”

Not like Abby really cared about pickles at the moment. It was just an excuse, like many others she'd used to get Ellie to come closer these past few days, trying to break her restraint.

Ellie looked up from the couch. Narrowed her eyes. She knew.

Not that she was totally against it. She just wanted to be sure that it wasn't just Abby's hormones talking.

“You could literally lift a fridge with one hand,” Ellie said flatly.

“I know,” Abby said and grinned. “But my arms really hurt after my workout. Please?”

Her brain was screaming: Put a baby in me, you coward.

But out loud? Just a smile. Just a glance at Ellie’s thighs as she stood up. Just a subtle shift in her hips as she moved aside to let her pass.

God, she needed Ellie to get on her. In her. Now.

And she didn't even have to ask.

At first Ellie had been hesitant. But of course it didn't last.

Her strong girl, showing off, doing everything in her power to get Ellie to do it raw and come inside, like that didn't sound like her dirtiest fucking fantasy already?

Those shorts?

Ellie crossed the room, hands already inching toward Abby’s hips before she even reached her. The jar was forgotten. Hell, everything was forgotten.

Abby’s breath hitched when Ellie’s fingers dug into the waistband of her shorts, tugging her closer like she was the prize.

Ellie’s lips brushed Abby’s jaw, then down her neck. “You’re really trying to get pregnant, huh?”

Abby’s smirk was sharp and clever. “How did you know?”

Ellie chuckled, lowly. “You’re impossible.”

Impossible in the best goddamn way.

Her hands slid higher, pressing into the curve of Abby’s ass, pulling her flush against that hard, hungry body. Abby grabbed the back of Ellie’s neck and slammed their mouths together, teeth and tongues and desperate need.

Ellie bit, soft, teasing, just enough to make Abby shiver but not enough to back off. Abby didn’t give her a chance to think twice. She pressed every inch of herself against Ellie, flexing muscles that she could feel beneath her fingertips.

Her hips rolled deliberately, slow and teasing, the shorts tightening just so to show off the curve of her ass.

Abby’s hands slid up Ellie’s chest before locking into her hair again. “You want this, don’t you?” she murmured against Ellie’s lips, feeling the bulge that hardened against her hips. “You want to put a baby in me. I can feel it.”

Ellie’s breath hitched, eyes darkening with want and something else – hesitation.

Abby didn’t let her pull away. “Don’t think about it,” Abby whispered, voice rough. “Just do it.”

Every touch Abby gave was slow and intense. She wasn’t subtle, wasn’t shy. She was raw and all hers.

Ellie groaned, hands tightening on Abby’s waist. “You’re– driving me insane, baby.”

“Good,” Abby said, voice low and urgent. “I want you insane.”

They collapsed onto the couch, limbs tangled and heat pulsing like electricity. Ellie kissed her like she meant it — slow at first, then desperate, as if she was trying to memorize every inch before Abby slipped away.

Abby’s top clung to her skin, damp and soft, shorts riding high, and Ellie’s hands worshiped every firm curve like it was the last time she’d ever touch it.

She needed more, but so did Abby, and she wasn't feeling so satisfied with just making out – no, that wasn't gonna get her a baby.

She kissed Ellie's neck, voice sweet like honey against her skin.

“Come to bed... Gotta try in lots of different ways if you wanna make me a mommy, right...?”

What was left of Ellie's sanity knew she should think a little better, but Abby's ass grinding down on her bulge quickly wiped those thoughts off her pretty little head.

She groaned, her head leaning back. “Y-Yeah. Fuck,” she sighed, blinking and looking at Abby again. “Let's go make a fucking baby.”

Abby didn't take long to drag her to bed. She always got what she wanted anyway.

[ssupanova]

Abby Anderson x reader

Warnings -sub!abby, thigh riding, fingering,nipple play

Sorry @abbyandcaitlover i thought you said needy abby not pervy 🤦‍♀️

You and abby have been friends since time could tell,I mean obviously you guys have had youre fair share of failing-outs, and as you’ve grown and personality’s have differed, but you and abby are - will always be beyond inseparable.

So when abby started being kinda stand offish , you noticed. Theres just this weight in the air witch wasn’t their before. You pay attention to these things,but you dont ask, understanding that abs sometimes just gets in these slumps you dont push her. You’ve seen it before, enough to know theres a fat chance shes only going to ask for help even when she really needs it. You figure its just best to be there for her.

But lately, it’s like you’re the one tripping over something invisible.this isn’t like her usual mild isolation, it’s like shes straight up avoiding you.Every time you smile at her, she looks away.Every time you try make plans, she has a lousy excuse, but seems to have all the time of day for everyone else.

You try not to take it personally, but cant help but wonder if it was somthing you said? Or Did? Regardless she wasn’t talking about it and, you miss abby. You love spending time with her more than anyone in the world,abby probably understands you better than anyone you know,And shes such a good person to be around, shes not perfect but still you love all parts of her character, you could only hope this uncomfortable presence between you dosent linger for too long.

Abbys mad at you and its all your fault. she hates what you do to her, more so how it makes her feel, You’re just so fucking good to her and lately shes been struggling to ignore what shes been feeling about you. She first noticed this when she saw you flirting with some girl at the bar and it pissed her off, youre supposed to be her best freind and make her laugh and brush her hair behind her ears and only her. From then she couldnt stop thinking about you the warmth that creeps up in her stomach when she makes you laugh, how her face feels warm when you complement her, litterly just everything about you!

Shes now convinced you know what your doing , the constant small touches reminding her your by her side, how your so casual with you’re intentional teasing, uncovering the parts of her shes not willing to show anynody else, only you. abby feels so conflicted the constant fustration of wanting something she knows she cant have plus the fear of ruining somthing great is become less important than her desire to just tell you how much she is in love with you. And you’re so dedicated to been a good friends its so hard for her to be mad at you, as usual.

You knock ok her dorm door, foolishly antisipating a upbeat abby before being confronted by tired post workout abby, She’s sweaty, irritated, clearly not in the mood but you can’t keep pretending everything’s fine.

“Hey,” you start carefully, “can we talk?”

Abby gives a short nod, wipes her hands on her shirt. She doesn’t look at you.

You hesitate. “Did I do something?”

She exhales sharply through her nose and gives you a mocking sneer “Seriously?”

You blink. “I’m serious, Abby. You’ve been… a little shut off lately and if I messed something up, I want to know.”

Abby scofs “Yeah of course you just had to come and fix it, make things better” while throwing down her gym bag on the floor

“Excuse me, you’re the one who’s been distant lately, of couse i want to make things better” you say standing akwardly by her closed door

Her arms fold across her chest. Defensive. “I didn’t ask you to.”

You shake your head not even in a bitter way just pure confusion “abby you’re my best freind and i love you, why would i want us to fight”

She scoffs, but it’s quieter this time.

“Don’t say that.”

“Say what?”you urge sincerely.

“That you love me.” She shifts her weight, jaw tight “You throw it around like it’s nothing.”

You blink. “No i dont, you know i love you.”

“Yeah, well… ” She drags a hand down her face, frustrated. “You don’t get to say that like everything’s normal.”

“What’s not normal, Abby?” you ask, stepping closer. “Please tell me. Because I can’t keep guessing what I did wrong.”

She hesitates. Her stress visably growing on her face. You can see her fighting it, the urge to let it out and the fear of what happens if she does.

“I just…” she exhales, eyes flicking away from yours. “I feel things I don’t know what to do with when it comes to you. And it’s been messing with my head. So yeah, maybe I’ve been distant. I thought if I backed off, it’d go away.”

A beat passes.

“Did it?” you ask, barely above a whisper.

She laughs once , dry and sharp. “No.”

You stake a small step closer to her “You don’t have to push me away,” you say softly. “I would never like, judge you or any thing.” You look at Abbys face becoming emotional, taking a deep sigh

“You know i love you so much,” you admit “and if you’re saying you love me like that aswel, then i really want us to be together.”

“I really do to “abby confesses, closing her teary eyes and looking down, reluctantly leaning into your chest as she composes herself.

You gently grab her face and gently “can i kiss you” paitently waiting for her response you wipe her eyes looking deep at the face youve always loved.

“Yes please”

Leaning down (or up idc) you carfully Tavel closely to her lips.Then, slowly, finally, she leans in. And when her lips touch all the stress from before fades away,now all abbys thinking about is how much she loves you and how soft youre lips are.

When you pull back, neither of you speaks right away. Abby’s eyes are still closed. Her forehead leans against yours like she’s afraid that if she opens her eyes, you’ll be gone.

“I didn’t think you’d…” She trails off, shaking her head. “I thought I’d ruin everything”

“Nothing could ruin this” tenderly brushing her hair back.

“I’m not good at this,” she says, voice barely above a whisper.

“I don’t know wh-”

You lean in and lock lips with abby once again pushing your self closer together the kiss rapedly becomes more intense pushing your tongue past abbys teeth deepening the movment,abby lets out a throaty groan grabbing a fistful of youre hair guiding you to her more sensitive areas,the room starts to feels even warmer much like you and Abbys passionate embrase.

Your grab abby by her waist and guiding her to the dorms bed, Simultaneously ripping each others tops off in the process, kissing feverishly, hands everywhere,you follow the kiss down Abby’s neck roughly sucking the skin,leaving hot red marks

Abby falls onto the bed, back first,managing to not break the kiss breaking the kiss

Unbuckling her pants, and franticly ripping them off, just to pinpoint you’re focus back to her lips, wanting to take your time and really enjoy it.

“Touch me” Abby on the other hand shuddered, attemping to guid you’re attention where she needed it most though your hands are practically glues to her muscular core while you kiss every space on her bruised kneck

“ please touch me” she percicts,refusing to give her what she wants abby traps you in her arms spins you over and she lands on top. Straddling you all in one motion.You cant even process what happened as Abby begins shamelessly rutting against your thigh and whimpering and groaning into the crease of you’re neck desperate for relief shes needed for a long time.

“Fuck abby, slow down” You’re hands fluctuate to her hips and claw her firm ass, kneading the fat and guiding her movement on your thigh, abby pushes her top half up, both hands at either side of your head for bettter stability rutting against you even harder now, the angle provides a different sensation right into her warm core

you stare at her in pure admiration. Studying her full image, her hips are gyrating slow, in sensual circles, her breathy whimpers are enough to make you cum in you’re pants

“ thats it, just like that” you groan you can litterly feel her soaked cunt pulsing on you’re thigh through you’re layers of clothing

Abby whines falling back down on youre chest for a break and you take the opportunity you slide a hand through her panties, two of your fingers temptingly rubbing through the folds of her puffy clit,lubricating your finger with her wetness.

Pulling your interest back to abby, noticing her short heavy breaths, You want to hear her ask for it.

“ tell me what you want abby, let me hear you”

“I need you, fuck i need your fingers please” she shudders out,panting right into your ear, the sensation of her begging makes you eager to give her what she wants. You push your fingers in her, gently, letting the skin slowly stretch to accommodate you’re fingers, Each inch of you’re finger abby takes is mirrored by her quick breathy moans,

You’re gentle pace increases to hard thrusts,Curling youre fingers in her soft walls. Abbys slamming her hips into youre fingers for more intense penetration.

You can feel you’re core getting wetter and wetter watching Abby’s lewd performance,her pretty eyes shut, mouth slightly open and brows furrowing from the penetration and her need. With one final deep thrust you feel the pressure inside her collapse and abby lets go

Abby climbs back up to you’re level, You pull abby in face to face, both breathing heavy, planting soft tender kisses on her pretty face while you both come down,simultaneously tangling you’re limbs together in every possible attempt to pull each other closer in the small bed and you can finally relax in eachothers arms.

You both know you’re gonna have to talk about this later, hopefully after abby returns the favour. Whatever for now you just savour the moment.

[ssupanova]

Who do i think i am, I litterly asked for suggestions and them decided to not start writing any of them for like a week, but ive started now and hopefully i can post it tomorrow 😫

[ssupanova]

Craving sub!abby 😫

Please give me some suggestions !!!

[ssupanova]

See what i did there 😝

Ofc i had to make this about ellabs

It barley even looks like abby 💔

I still like it though! and You better like it because it took me an hour.

[ssupanova]

It barley even looks like abby 💔

I still like it though! and You better like it because it took me an hour.

[ssupanova]

Cuddling sick!abby

Cuddling with Abby, and she’s engulfed in your arms.

Both legs tangled between one another, limbs loosely intertwined like you’ve done this a thousand times before.

You knew you shouldn’t be this close when she’s sick but her eyes were so soft, quietly pleading. And how could you say no to her? You never take these moments for granted. It took you to long to get her comfortable around you like this in the first place.

Her head rests peacefully on your chest, her breaths slow and even.Body heat from her fever diffuses between you, leaving a thin layer of sweat on your skin, but you don’t mind. Her flyaways stick gently to her forehead, .

With careful fingers, you undo her braid, letting her hair fall loose and free. Tenderly cradling her head in your hand, the other caressing her taut muscles, brushing the strands away from her face to see it in all its glory .

leaning down you press a gentle tender kiss to her temple witch causes her to shift, only slightly.

The world fades slowly after that. Her breathing, the soft weight of her against you, the stillness, it pulls you with her.

And soon, you also fall into rhythym of deep sleep yourself.

[ssupanova]

Forever on my princess abby agenda

Drawing this gave me nostalgia

[ssupanova]

Abby x butch reader whose always put together but its her first time seeing them in lounge wear im talking a durag, wife beater and basketball shorts Guys im not being racist im black and just wanna see more stud reader☹️🙏🏾

a/n this is my first black reader request, THANK GOD!! I’ve never worn a durag, so my experience is coming from watching my brother tuck his very long afro into a durag to impress girls at school. (it didn’t work, he was a nerd). readers hair is never specified

cw: suggestive ending. abby has a basketball shorts kink i guess.

You had been dating Abby for a few weeks before the relationship had moved from faux casual meetings around base, to proper sleepovers. Well, it was more of a date. Abby's guarded and hides her real feelings behind a thick wall you've only just managed to break down, chip by chip. So you'd invited Abby over for the week, and she showed up at your door with foraged flowers and her best DVDS.

What she didn't expect, was seeing you dressed so casually. Not in trousers or the WLF standard jackets, your initials pinned on the letterman, but dressed for what this actually was.

Seattle was cold and unforgiving in the later months of the year, but as long as they could afford to keep the heater on and the showers cramped, you were content. There was an expectation that everyone in this stadium be prepared all the time. Gun strapped to your leg or hair tied up in case a hoard of clickers burst through those doors. Can't afford to get dragged, even if it's by the school children these days.

You had traded your para-military uniform for something suitable. If the date night goes as you expect it will, you don't want to be wearing something you'll have to shimmy around in. That and your hair needs a refresh.

A blue durag for your blue-eyed girlfriend, and basketball shorts that had been well-worn twenty years before you'd stepped into them. The hem of your wife beater stains with the chocolate your girlfriend had given you a few days prior. "Sweets for my sweetheart." She had declared in a voice that very quickly revealed her embarrassment. It was sweet. She was sweet.

Now, as Abby steps inside your clipped half-apartment, she's sucking in her bottom lip. Flushed and Embarrassed once again. She presses the flowers to your chest, curving your hug on accident.

“Abby?” You venture, raising a brow. She’s wearing a band shirt with strained, cropped sleeves and the coziest sweatpants she most likely stole from Manny. It’s cute, though. You still want your hug.

She says your name back, head tilted towards the overarching windows bleeding moonlight into the room. She missed watching the sunset with you, but if she can get her eyes away from your body, she’ll tell you all about the stars.

“Flowers for–uh.” Abby trails off, shifting her feet as her footing fails. You fear she might be having a stroke before she does a glance over. She isn’t dying, she’s just attracted to you. You bite back your smirk, slinking closer to your girlfriend.

“Thanks, Abby.” She doesn’t flinch. Before you had started dating, she was incredibly touchy. A hand on your shoulder, a thumb digging into your thigh as she drove, blowing air kisses when you left her immediate proximity. But now it’s romantic, and the touch, once so familiar, is foreign with an underbelly of tension. Her fingers twitch at your waist, feeling the skin beneath your tank.

“Let’s—let’s get this started, yeah?” The DVD’s clank in her heavy hands, and you take them to lighten the load. All 0.5 grams of them had poor Abby flailing her hands. She isn’t used to this.

You walk her over to the makeshift sofa and ancient television, and out from the apocalypse you are. Abby’s first pick was the first season of television show.

Your leg brushes against hers, bare there where hers is covered. This is nothing new for your girlfriend, not generally speaking. She had touched you many times, but the prolonged period has her stuffy. You make the first move, and fifteen minutes into the first episode, she’s curled against your side.

Five episodes in, and she’s all over you. She pokes inaccuracies in the script, nose against your neck, hand splayed under your wife beater to lay on your belly.

“Is your favorite color blue?” That question comes out of nowhere. She’s reached the babbling stage. She really loves you. You snort, cocking your head to see her pressed close enough you can count her lashes. She half-smiles back at you.

“Why do you ask?” Your favorite color would be whatever Abby decided it was, right about now. She points at your durag, smug.

“You’re wearing blue, doofus.” You’re wearing blue because the woman facing you has eyes as big as puppy’s, and she’s curious as one too. “Blue like the sky, blue like the ocean,” She pauses, then the real grin comes.

“Blue like my eyes.”

You laugh in her face, but the pout doesn’t come. Your hands come to steady her, and she takes to your lap before she can see the characters making the same mistakes they did mere episodes ago. You don’t dignify her with a response, but the proximity says enough.

“You’re such a dork, baby.” She kisses you, always focused on your top lip when she can nudge the bottom against your tongue. “I’m getting you out of those shorts, you know?”

[ssupanova]

Dont bite the hand that fingers you, or whatever they say

[ssupanova]

Hi guys

She/they/he- bisexual

I like to draw (even though I’m not that great ) and i want to write more fics, i like anything to do with tlou and tvd specifically abby and bonnie bcs their my faves.

I like ellabs AND abbyowen so if you dont like that sorry 😔

I can write x reader too of any gender or gender identity !! But im more masc leaning tbh.

Please leave asks because i cant think for myself, Feel free to ask anything and if i don’t like it i just wont write it.

[ssupanova]

for the art piece, I would recommend trying to have sharp shadows! no need to blend sometimes. This is also one of the things I struggle with but it's an important tip.

Omg thanks !! Im gonna re do it when i get a new pen since it broke,but i will keep this in mindd