#It was only Abby

[lorddoom01]

Based on my friends' new year's eve banner rolling.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Happy 10th anniversary to FNAF!!

[zerokaram]

thinking about abby calming you down during an argument. not in a condescending way, or a way that would make you feel stupid, but in a gentle and loving way. she just understands that you weren’t aware of calm ways to resolve arguments because of your past :((

like she’d just be holding you, each hand on each of your shoulders, gripping gently but firmly. She speaks in a stern but lenient tone, “hey, hey—look at me.” she pauses, “ ‘know you’re upset baby. I know. but thats no reason to be yelling,” she says, rubbing your arms, slowly moving down to holding your hands. “let’s talk about this calmly.” she TELLS you, she doesn’t ask.

like shes just so dominant and shit it would probably make you fold before the argument even starts

[iactuallykissedsharawheeler]

idk this was funny in my head lol

[blondehya]

having death thoughts ☹️

abby’s pussy slaps would destroy fr

[forthelostones]

— 🧚🏾‍♂️ (nsfw, 18+)

abby with a taller girlfriend h.c.

✮ when abby first saw you, she didn’t care that you were taller than her just that you were an absolute goddess that she needed to know.

✮ the first time you approached her she blushed so hard that she had to turn away briefly before uttering a word to you. and when she did it came out a jumbled-up mess. the way your eyes peered up her body to her eyes made her belly to do flips.

✮ when you leaned down and whispered in abby’s ear that she was sexy she retorted with “oh, well — look … look at you, you’re gorgeous. you’re everything.”

✮ after the first few dates and when those make out sessions became intense, you couldn’t keep your hands off her. abby started to push herself onto her toes to kiss your neck when you both were standing. as embarrassing as it is, she wanted to make you feel good too.

✮ your legs drove abby crazy, hmmhm. she was obsessed with seeing them unclothed & spread apart. when she’d tease you that was her favorite place to be — between your legs, her hands slipping over your smooth skin.

✮ abby was able to explore her submissive side more too. when you purchased her lingère she wasn’t opposed to modeling it for you. and when you reached out and pulled her into your arms she yelped as she relished in the new feeling of relinquishing her responsibilities.

✮ you were the first partner that abby was willing to receive strap from. and in the past all the girls wanted her to fuck them (only). abby didn’t mind it at first but her previous relationships came with such high expectations for her to top.

✮ abby loved when you were so deep inside of her cunt that the base of the strap clapped against her clit. she was drowning in the sound of you moaning in her ear. “i love you abby, so beautiful, cum for me baby.”

✮ the woman wasn’t weightless, so you handling her with such ease shocked her. when bent in doggy, you pulled her up by her shoulders and held her waist to plummet into her. her pussy squelching with cum and through her pleasure she managed to let out a gasp then a cry, begging you to not stop.

» i just had to do this for all the 5’10+ babes out there. i love you.

[daloy-politsey]

I understand why people want to use Arabic names for places in Palestine. However, a lot of Hebrew names for those places predate Zionism and have been used continuously for thousands of years. Saying Jersusalem/Yerushalyim instead of Al Quds isn’t necessarily Zionist. There are some places that are exceptions to this. For example, Tel Aviv, Qiryat Shemona, and Eilat are truly modern Hebrew/Israeli inventions.

[bookofbonbon]

[emry-stars-art]

It is… May 🦈

Find the mer aus masterpost here 💕

I'll reintroduce the made up little script and add the translation below:

Go my children write silly little codes and messages on things. Anyway what they’re saying:

Wymack: I don't know if I can convince him.

Betsy: that's okay.

Abby: I think he's earned being a little scared.

Betsy: maybe he'd like something sweet.

[hotshotsxyz]

unstick this feeling

(buddie) (840 words)

It’s—they’re okay. That’s the important part. Everybody’s okay. A little banged up, a little bruised, but nobody’s even staying at the hospital overnight for observation. They’re okay.

Except. Except Buck doesn’t feel okay. He feels like his organs have been scooped out, actually, leaving behind the kind of empty space he doesn’t know what to do with, except maybe fill it with anxiety and guilt and fear. And he doesn’t want to do that, he just… wants everything to feel like it’s back in its place.

“You look like you’re spiraling,” Eddie says, interrupting his definitely-not-spiraling-thoughts-thank-you-very-much. “Are you spiraling?”

Buck sighs. Maybe he’s spiraling a little.

Eddie settles on the couch beside him, his non-answer apparently enough. “Alright, lay it on me,” he says.

Buck frowns. “I just—” he cuts himself off.

“Just?” Eddie prompts, bumping his shoulder against Buck’s.

“Did you know, on average, eighty firefighters die on duty every year?” He asks quietly.

Eddie nods.

“It’s not even—” Buck swallows. “There’s over a million of us. Puts us in the top twenty-five safest jobs in America.”

“Doesn’t really feel like it,” Eddie says softly. “Not after calls like that.”

Exactly. Buck leans a little further into Eddie’s side, soaking up the warmth that radiates off him. “I keep trying not to think about it,” he says.

“A famously effective solution,” Eddie says dryly.

Buck lightly kicks his ankle. “Got a better idea?”

Eddie tilts is head back against the couch and looks at Buck for a long moment. “We could talk about it,” he says finally.

The corner of Buck’s lip twitches up. “All that therapy’s really paying off,” he says. It’s kind of a joke, but it mostly isn’t.

“Guess it is,” Eddie says lightly. He looks at Buck, waiting for him to decide which side of the fence he’s going to land on.

“I get stuck,” Buck says, before he’s even decided he wants to. “Even when it turns out fine. Even when I know there wasn’t anything I could’ve done different.”

Eddie hums thoughtfully. “I think it’s easier that way, sometimes.”

Buck feels his brow furrow. Eddie laughs lightly and smooths it with his thumb.

“Easier than thinking about the part that comes next,” he explains.

And that—yeah, that kind of tracks. “The part where you have to process it. Let it go,” Buck says.

Eddie shakes his head. “The part where you feel it,” he says.

Buck groans and scrubs a hand down his face. “When did you get so…” he trails off and flaps his hand in the air.

“Wise?” Eddie suggests, biting down on a teasing grin that Buck could spot a mile away. “Enlightened? Emotionally aware?”

Buck snorts. “Yeah, that one.”

He shrugs. “Ask Frank.”

“Maybe I should,” Buck mutters.

Eddie studies him. Whatever he’s looking for, he must find it, because his expression softens, and he speaks again. “I was scared, when Chimney didn’t radio in.”

“Me too,” Buck says, barely more than a whisper. Chim’s radio had been damaged in the explosion, and for several horrifying moments, they’d all feared the worst.

“I was angry,” he continues, “that Gerrard didn’t call the retreat sooner.”

“Bobby would have,” Buck says.

Eddie nods. “Yeah, he would have.”

“I-um,” Buck starts. He clears his throat and tries again. “I felt helpless,” he says. “By the time I saw what the smoke was doing, it was already too late.”

The comforting weight of Eddie’s hand lands on Buck’s thigh.

“I was frustrated,” he says. “I didn’t see it either.”

Buck’s turn. “I was relieved, when I saw you up.”

Eddie’s expression shifts infinitesimally. He hesitates for a second, like he hasn’t quite decided if he wants to voice whatever thought he’s just had. “I couldn’t breathe,” he says finally, looking Buck in the eye, “until you moved.”

Buck swallows harshly. He knows that feeling, knows it intimately, in fact. He can think of a hundred times his breath has caught, sometimes for a split second, once for days. It catches now, holding Eddie’s gaze.

There’s something in it that Buck doesn’t know how to name. Something he feels, though, deep in his bones where no one but him can touch it. He wonders if Eddie can see it too. Wonders if Eddie knows what to call it.

He tries to dig into it further, unearth it, examine it from all sides. It’s something like terror-joy-heartache-awe-hope-vulnerability. It feels like love.

It shouldn’t surprise him. Buck’s loved Eddie for so long it’s hard to remember what it was like before. But as he probes it, tries to unstick it from trauma and feel it for exactly what it is, he finds something he isn’t expecting. It’s something like desire-lust-attraction-want-need.

It’s suddenly so obvious. A big bright neon sign in his brain screaming, hey, it’s him. And of course it is. It was never going to be anyone else, not like this. It’s Eddie.

It’s Eddie, and Buck is in love with him.

He has no idea what to do with it.

[anna-scribbles]

Marinette had spent years trying to get Adrien to stop calling her his friend. She never knew how badly it would hurt to be denied it.

“Oh, right, I’m sorry.” She backed up. “You’re right, civilians shouldn’t be friends with superheroes. That’s—” She closed her eyes, wishing she hadn’t come. Wishing she was anywhere but here. “That was a dumb question.”

Adrien looked down at the flowers. His face was unreadable—which was odd for Marinette, who’d spent years learning what each of his microexpressions meant. At best, all she could tell was that he didn’t know what to say. And neither did she.

- one of my fav bits of @sha-nwa’s chapter 3 from our fic call it even heehee

[highnfemme]

me reading Abby fics for breakfast lunch and dinner

[chloesimaginationthings]

How did Bonnie get so fucking tall in FNAF 2…

[theriverbeyond]

TLT has so many examples of like. you love someone and they are unable to love you back in the way you want them to. Gideon dies when Harrow wants her to live. Harrow refuses Gideon's sacrifice. Palamedes' lifelong quest to cure Dulcinea ends with her rejection of his proposal and ultimately both of their deaths. all Camilla wanted was to be the perfect cavalier but Palamades blows himself up to ensure that can't happen. all of Augustine and Mercymorn's love couldn't stop Alfred & Cristabel from forcing their ascension. all John wanted was for Alecto to use him, and she just gave him power. tragedies on tragedies on tragedies

[mushramoo]

various fnaf (mostly movie) doodles

[blondehya]

the way abby is canonically a 🤓☝🏻

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