#Abby x Owen

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Have a holly jolly North Pole AU! 🎄

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two birds, regina spektor [x] // abby anderson & owen moore, the last of us part ii

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🪷 - fav & least fav ship: harry potter, tlou & bottoms !!

also congrats on 3k followers wilbur ♡!!!!

thank you so much!! :D

harry potter:

fav ship: neville and luna

they’re literally the cutest together and it just makes me so happy. plus they’re my two favorite characters, so seeing them get together was really exciting.

least fave ship: ron and lavender

no. just no.

the last of us:

fav ship: ellie and abby

so i know they’re constantly trying to kill each other and all, but like- something’s there. like the way ellie is just obsessed with finding abby plus, call me crazy, but there’s like tension between them when they’re fighting. idk they’d just be so cute together, once they stop trying to murder each other.

least fav ship: abby and owen

abby can do so much better than him. cough cough ellie. plus, just freaking look at abby. that’s a freaking lesbian. she shouldn’t be with owen, she should be with ellie. i will die on this hill.

bottoms:

fav ship: josie and isabel

they’re the cutest together. i love the popular x loser trope, and it’s literally them. it makes me so happy to see them get together every time i rewatch the movie!

least fav ship: pj and hazel

i just don’t see it. pj is so mean to hazel throughout the entire movie, and i feel like the only reason people ship them is because they kissed, but hazel was trying to pull away. also i just really don’t like pj so there’s that.

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Abby and Owen in the weed den - a saga

pics taken by themodsofus

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last of us brainrot hitting hard rn so here’s a little something for my doomed by the narrative babies :)) (no guys seriously the aquarium flashback is all i can think about.)

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What do y’all think Mel and Owen would have named their baby?

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Give me your Owen Hc's either in the comments or ask box I'm working on something special

Also I don't wanna see any "ewww omg Owen?!" Get outta here🧹🧹 I do what I want and today I say my fictional wife can be in a fic with Owen

I better not see ANY Owen slander!!

[grinsekatze]

After finally beating The Last Of Us 2 I have serious brain rot for Abby Anderson and would love to delve into her dynamics with other canon characters, mostly Owen, but I’m also not opposed to all the other characters this game has to offer. Doesn’t even have to be romantic/sexual, yet if it is, I’d appreciate it if you were at least somewhat comfortable with nsfw, although I wouldn’t want the whole play to revolve around it. I’m as comfortable with fxf ships as I am with mxf ships. I’m 26 and live in Germany, but since I’m a night owl I think we can make it work even if we’re in very different time zones. Given my own age and the dark theme of TLOU I feel like it would be best if you were 21+. 18+ is, of course, a must. English is not my first language so there might be some mistakes every once in a while, but I try my best. I usually match the length of my counterpart, but I mostly stick to texts in the first pov. You can write first or third pov, I really don’t mind. I write exclusively on Discord and use tupperbox - if you don’t know how to use it, I’d be happy to talk you through it. I’d love someone who gets as excited and invested in the characters and their dynamics as I do, so if you have any thoughts about it, feel free to give me all your headcanons, songs that make you think of them, etc. Just like this post and I will reach out to you!

[anonil88]

Owen and Dina: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD STOP

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- NEED YOU ⋆☆ 𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

warnings - inspired by, mentions of scars & blood, nsfw content, this is short im so sorry

the first time you saw abby was when her and her people came to the seattle claiming to be fireflies. you had only heard whispers about the group, but no more then a week later abby was sitting in your waiting room with a bloodied face and fists. when you called her in she sat down quietly with her hands gripping onto the bed. the first thing abbys eyes stared at was the scar sitting in the base of your neck.

“abigail right?” you asked, beginning to gather what supplies you needed to clean her cuts.

“just abby.” she corrected, watching you closely as you spun back around with some clean water and a rag.

you knew exactly what brought abby here. an hour or so earlier there was an altercation with one of the young soldiers and it resulted in them getting up on medical leave while abby only came out with a few cuts and some bloodied knuckles. although you didn’t know the exact reason as to why abby lashed out, you were able to put together the pieces. from what you had read on her file and what you had heard around the base, abby was a fifteen year old ex-firefly that had recently just lost her father. you knew what headspace abby was in right now and it was not something that could be ignored.

“how long have you been at the base for?” you asked, fully knowing she had been here for nine days.

abby sat in silence as you cleaned the sticky drying blood from her left eyebrow before quietly replying, “just over a week.”

once you had cleaned the blood you were able to see the small cut running through the end of her eyebrow. lucky for her, it didn’t need stitches only a bit of medical tape to prevent infection. the silence between you and abby was heavy but surprisingly not awkward.

as you taped up her eyebrow, she asked, “i don’t need stitches?”

you shook your hear as you grabbed a near by cloth to begin cleaning the cut on top of her cheek. “no.” you spoke softly. “but your cheek’ll need stitches.

the rest of her visit she didn’t talk. you told her that the stitches were not dissolvable so she would have to come in a weeks time to get them removed and at the end of it all, she quietly thanks you and left swiftly.

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carefully removing her stitches with a pair of tweezers and surgical pliers, you put all your focus into making the whole process as pain free as possible. you had noticed abby fiddling with her hands, most likely to keep herself distracted, and you could feel her eyes lingering on the base of your neck. no doubt she was intrigued by your scar, just about everyone was, but abby was different. abby hadn't once asked about your scar or looked at it in a disgruntled or disgusted way, in fact she rarely looked at it, but when abby did, she looked at it with intrigue.

"did you pick a job yet?" you asked quietly, managing to pull her eyes away from your neck.

"no." she replied quietly. "the job i wanted was taken." she added, the disappointment in her voice was so clearly evident.

you removed the last stitch, allowing abby to take in a deep breath as you put your tools down on a near by table. "n'what job was that?" you questioned.

“anythin’ in medical.” she shrugged as you began to clean your station. you let out a soft chuckle as you peeled off your rubber gloves making abbys eyebrows furrow. “whats so funny?”

you weakly shrugged as you turned back to abby, subtly assessing her face to see if she needed a cover while it continued to heal. “just didn’t expect that from you.” you mumbled, beginning to gather a small amount of medical tape to cover the cut on her cheek. “thought you’d wanna be a solider.”

abby scoffed. “just cause i’ve gotten into a few fights?” she asked as a smirk began to ghost over her lips.

gently applying the medical tape to her - mostly - healed cut you tried your hardest not to smile. “well yeah, ‘nd from the looks of it you can throw a good punch.” abby grinned, clearly proud of herself. “i treated her ya know?”

“you put her medical leave?” abby asked, raising an eyebrow as she watched you closely while you began to pack up your station.

“god no.” you chuffed. “i’ve sent worse injuries back into the field, it was issac that put her on medical leave.” you explained, beginning to take off your green medical apron and hanging it on the back of your office door. “it’s ‘cause he realized that if she couldn’t handle a civilian then she shouldn’t be a solider.”

abby thought for a moment, eyeing you up and down as this was the first time she had seen you out of uniform. “he’s got a point.” she mumbled nonchalantly as she remained completely focused on you.

“i could put in a good word for you ya know?” you mumbled, leaving up against your desk. “he owes me a favour.” you added as a soft smirk began to creep onto your lips.

“you think i’d be a good solider?” abby asked, pushing herself away from the medical bed to stand opposite to you.

you nodded, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “i think if you got into gym and really trained you’d be one of our best.” you admitted. “then you get some good benefits around the base.” you added. abby folded her arms across her chest and thought for a moment. “maybe you can tag along with me one time.” you shyly suggested.

“i like the sound of that.”

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as seasons passed you and abby grew incredibly close. first it started as weekly catch ups at the gym and the odd visit to your office after hours as she’d refuse to have her medical done by anyone else, and then it became more frequent. abby would stop by your office before she would get sent out to do a run for issac and any chance she got she would invite you to lunch in the food hall or even drop off lunch right to your office.

with all of abby’s attention you quickly become infatuated. abby had a way of making the simplest things give you butterflies. you quickly realized that your feelings towards abby were not just platonic and after years of fighting you had come to terms with the fact that you had fallen in love with her. so when she asked you to travel halfway across the country - on a limb that the man that you had only heard stories about- to hunt down the man had killed her father you had to go with her.

while the group had stopped in butte for a few days, you found yourself scavenging around the rundown motel when you overheard abby talking to owen. you stopped in your tracks, quietly listening as the pair hadn’t spoken in months.

“‘cause she’s fuckin’ useless.” owen muttered in a hushed whisper.

you heard abby let out a sigh causing your eyebrows to furrow. “we needed her hear incase we got into trouble. she’s a good nurse.”

were they talking about you?

“what about mel?” owen asked. “just cause you wanna fuck her-”

“watch it!” abby snapped. “i brought her along because your fucking girlfriend can barely do her fucking job.” abby quipped her voice was stern as she grew more frustrated at own. “i bought her along because shes fucking useful, no other fuckin’ reason.” she spat.

after that owen stormed off, walking out into the hall were you stood opposite to each other. he gave you a pathetic smile before walking straight past you. slowly you began to fill with frustration as you march towards the door own had just walked out of.

“you know if you wanted a fucking medic to come on this fucking scouting mission then i would have sent one of my students with you.” you snapped bitterly as you slammed the door behind you.

abby frowned as she realized you had heard her conversation with owen. “come on,” abby groaned. “you know i didn’t mean it like that.” she mumbled, looking down at you as she inched closer to you.

you rolled your eyes at the blonde, coming to your wits end with her as she had been distant from you for weeks. “how’d you mean it then?” you quipped.

“it means i like you dumbass.” she smirked, taking that final step to bring the two of you together.

scoffing at the idea you tried to step back, “if you like me so much, how come you’ve been avoiding me?” you asked, bumping into the door behind you.

abby smiled at your naivety as her arm rose, boxing you in against the wall. “because i can’t control myself around you anymore.” she spoke barely above a whisper.

chocking on your words only made abby’s smile grow. “shhh,” she coed. “i know you like me too baby.” abby hummed, her nonchalant cockiness about the whole situation made your cheeks flush pink.

“do not.” you tried to protest, even you could hear the bullshit making abby chuckle under her breath. “fuck off.” you spat, barely louder then a whisper.

“you really want me to go?” abby asked, her head dipping slightly to be at your eye level, only for you to avoid her eye contact all together. her hand parted from the wall before shortly reconnecting her hand with the the bottom of your chin. “look at me.”

only abby could make a demand sound so soft you thought. you hesitated for a moment, knowing what would happen if you did look at her, but you were weak at the knees and desperate for any attention from abby. your eyes finally met abby’s turning your stomach into knots.

“you really want me to leave baby?” she asked again, her breath kissing your ear.

looking up at her, you began to feel light headed as something you had dreamed about for months, maybe even years was finally beginning to come true.

“please don’t make me say it.” you shamefully whispered, as abby slowly combed a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“oh baby.” she snickered, her soft seductive chuckle gave you goosebumps. “but i want to hear you say it.” abby smirked.

there was no point in fighting it anymore, abby knew you liked her, there was no more denying it. “i want you to stay.” you spoke ever so softly. abby grinned as you took in a shallow breath before continuing to whisper, “i want you.”

that was all the confirmation that abby needed, to hastily press her lips against yours. it was so messy and polarizing to anything you had ever experienced before. abby’s hands grabbed firmly onto your hips as she pulled you against her, her touch alone was enough to make your knees buckle. your hand grasped onto the base of abbys neck as you almost felt light headed. the whole experience was so euphoric but ethereal at the same time.

“so needy baby.” abby breathed into your neck almost making you audibly moan.

desperate for some friction, you pulled yourself even closer to abby. “shut up.” you breathed, barely able to have a coherent thought as you began to rub against her thigh.

abby let out a breathy chuckle as her hands dipped down to your thighs before hoisting you up to sit around her waist. her hands held onto your ass firmly, relentlessly squeezing as she slowly lowered herself to the ground. as she sat down with her back pressed up against the door your legs knelt on either side of hers.

her hands roamed up and under your thin singlet, scratching at your skin before her hands returned to your ass. you rolled your hips against hers making your core tighten as your hand snaked up her arms to her neck. you slowly pulled away, leaning in close to abbys ear as she continued kissing the soft spot of your neck. your breathing was heavy and everything that abby was going made you feel so, so good.

as you leant up against abbys ear, your finger tips scratching the back of her neck you whispered, “i need you.”

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Here comes more Abby&Owen,

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a winter visit Abby and Owen pic I commissioned from @guacemolyarts! ❄️

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it really piques me whenever i see people undermine owen’s role and importance not only in abby’s overall story but her ensuing redemption— he is the stimulus that begin her journey to quote unquote look for the light and i don’t think people appreciate that enough, regardless of whatever opinion they hold about owen and his character. most of the time i see their relationship discussed it’s either a joke about the boat scene and how “disturbing” it is (frankly i believe the way people react to the boat scene is a great litmus test for someone’s level of maturity and media literacy but hey! that’s a conversation for later) or bashing owen and/or abby, never about how complex and nuanced they are as both individuals and as a pairing, flaws and all.

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These Are the Days

Abby Anderson x Fem!Reader

High School AU

Summary

Change is hard for everyone, especially when it's right before your senior year of high school.

Your parents are successful and hardworking lawyers so when they have the chance to open up a firm in Seattle, they take it, leaving you to start your senior year in a completely different state.

With no friends and zero clue on how to get to your homeroom, you begin to think that this year will be worse than your freshman year. Luckily, the captain of the softball team was in the right place at the right time.

When You Can Expect Chapters

When I feel like it

Playlist

Warnings

This includes descriptions of cheating, attempted assault, underage drinking, underage smoking, homophobia, mild child neglect, and more. If this bothers you then please feel free to exit this work at any time. With that being said, please enjoy These Are the Days.

Chapters

Prologue

One - The Hallway

Two - And the Rest is History

Three - Champagne Coast

Four - Sunflower

Five - The Emerald City

Six - Friends

Seven - Paper Bag

Eight - Melted Away

Nine- Theodore

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Abby and Owen cuddles 🥰