#abby is beautiful AND handsome ♡

[andersonfilms]

Damn apparently according to that anon I need to tell my butch girlfriend that identifies as a woman and uses she/her pronouns to stop enjoying stereotypically masculine compliments.

Mfs love to pretend to care about gender non-conforming lesbians until they realize the non conformity doesn't only apply to the way they dress🙄

TELL THEM KENNIE ♡ !!!!!

just say y’all have never seen a handsome butch smile, giggle, blush when you call them masculine compliments. y’all say you want a masc gf but guess what, someone of them like this and that’s the truth! heavy on the gender non-conforming lesbians, they exist, and don’t like conforming to standard gender roles and that’s completely normal. that’s the beauty of queer relationships. ugh, i shouldn’t be surprised by the people on this app. masc lesbians and their needs matter too. crazy right? thank you for your wisdom kennie ♡

[andersonfilms]

what if i say this is one of the most beautifully written fluff i've read? what then? the way you manage to continuously pull on my heart strings is something i won't ever really fathom. i love being pulled into your world, completely in awe of everything you have to offer us. the fluff master, the abby connoisseur, that much you very, very are. there is nota single soul writing fluff like you. literally no one, plus on of the very few that do (m'calling myself out for this one as a chronic smut abby flickling clit writer) but when you do it's incredibly you. talent infused, effortless, heart-melting fluff that makes me feel it. the love is so intense, it might as well be injected into my blood stream, the blood pumping through my veins, giving me an over abundance to keep me going. i'll never ever grow tired of your brilliant mind. maybe i am a little biased, but it doesn't take away from the truth. there's heart, soul, and the kindest spirit filled in your fics and it comes from your heart of gold. the sweetest bub to ever do it.

now, let me me yap about why i love it so much ♡

you’d be nodding to her words, and your lips would curve up into a smile when she said something that made her laugh, a happy memory that would trigger her to smile and sometimes giggle. you watched it all. never once missing anything to do with her.

there is something so special about being so in love with someone, you're focusing on every little thing they do. not wanting to miss a moment, attempting to commit every little moment to memory because they mean that much to you. it will never not make me sick, excuse me while i go cry my fucking heart out. that line. it really got me so fucking bad. m'too lovergirl for my heart to take this but i will take it until it consumes me. yeah, that sounds #raycoded.

how you get all shy and stammer on your words. at certain times, and points of any conversation, abby can’t help but smirk more at all of your reactions to her staring.

me as fuck !!!!!! imma a stammering idiot, but you don't know that, ha, yeah, not at all. everyone else can move over, this reader is actually #raycoded. jk, you all must read this or i will haunt you and your family for generation beyond my grave. hehe ♡ ..... moving on ...... but abby smirking? okay girl i see you and what you're doing and yes let's kiss, obviously!

or the nights inside, in the warmth with a warm cup of hot chocolate in your hands, and she’s too focused on the movie you’ve both decided to watch and when she turns her head to ask you if you’re enjoying it,

i have just a small, tiny little comment — your imagery is something i love so much. idk why i love it so much. truthfully, it just tickles my brain in the most beautiful way. maybe it has to do with the fact i'm imagining things as i read them, which obviously i feel is a common thing to do, but when you start to describe the scene, my brain is always thankful for it. #rayneedsthat.

“you’re so cute,”

#ERENISCUTEAF!

yes i did it in color, bold nd big, and slightly italic so everyone can see it. what about it. :mischevious: (only eren will get that guys don't try to decode it)

“i don’t believe you,” you smiled, lightly brushing strands of her hair away from her face. “you are undeniably the most handsome yet beautiful person i’ve ever met. i get lost in your eyes for hours, i love the color and i love how you look at me.”

WHERE ARE MY FUCKING TISSUESJFJFVRJVRRN. I NEED THEM ASAPRICKY. SOS !!!!!!!!!!! my heart cannot physically take this. the way angst comforts me and fluff causes me so much pain should be studied but that's a rayeren conversations for another time. oh jesus i'm straying off topic let me circle back around and find my footing somewhat.

the romance, the love, the raw and genuine emotion in this is seriously blowing me away. give me all the romance in the world and m'gonna eat it up every single time. saur good. it's smooch time ♡

“maybe it’s true,” abby smiles, reaching her hand up to cup your cheek. “maybe it’s true that when i’m with you, nothing else is important” the pad of her thumb brushes against your cheekbone, and her heart melts in her chest when you’re leaning into her touch. “because nothing but you matters. you’re the only person that matters to me.”

cue the violent sobbing, produced by andersonfilms, brought to you by the wonderful and emotion filled writing of absfawn. please, i love this so fucking bad. like…….SO BAD. you guys will never understand or get to the level of infatuation i am with eren’s writing. it means the most to me, a privilege it is really, to get to exist in the same time as them, reading every fiber of their heart and soul, the beautiful and bold and bright brain (braun) they have. you give so much into it, its truly so remarkable to see. i will say this over and over until i’m blue on the face. when one person makes such an impact on your life it feels as if nothing matter, because that one person has became your entire world before you know it, that’s stupidly beautiful. the way you convey it in such a simple way but it punches me to the gut rendering me speechless? i’ll never be able to recover and nor do i want to.

“i’ve never had a love like yours. didn’t think i deserved it, but it’s different with you. with you, i have a purpose to get out of bed every day, with you i don’t feel scared, with you i feel at home. i love you more than the sky needs stars and i’ll never stop showing you how much i love you.”

yeah, you know why i love this. leaving that just for you and me, bub. beautiful baby. so incredibly talented, let’s smooch ♡

ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ❝ 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧’ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞, 𝐨𝐡 𝐧𝐨 ❞

eye contact with abby is something she loves a little too much. at first, she didn’t know what to do when she found you always looking at her when she would talk, or listen to a conversation. if it was her speaking, and you looked so into what she was saying, abby would get caught off guard few a couple seconds as her baby blues found yours already concentrating on her, and only her. you’d be nodding to her words, and your lips would curve up into a smile when she said something that made her laugh, a happy memory that would trigger her to smile and sometimes giggle. you watched it all. never once missing anything to do with her.

you’re the same with abby, but you don’t notice like she does sometimes, if you’re talking about something that happened to you that day, her intense stare catches you off guard. half the time, she isn’t even aware she’s staring at you that much or often until you splutter out a little “you’re just looking at me like that, can’t focus.” and she thinks it’s the cutest thing possible. how you get all shy and stammer on your words. at certain times, and points of any conversation, abby can’t help but smirk more at all of your reactions to her staring. the roles reversing just slightly that now has you the one looking away shyly, trying to regain your composure.

or the nights inside, in the warmth with a warm cup of hot chocolate in your hands, and she’s too focused on the movie you’ve both decided to watch and when she turns her head to ask you if you’re enjoying it, she already catches you looking at her with a soft expression on your face and a smile resting on your lips. abby’s face flushes a crimson red, but you can barely see it under the dark lights, but it’s there and she welcomes it so easily that she just gives you a lazy grin that had you reaching over and tucking a strand of her loose hair behind her ear. “you’re so cute,” you can’t help but mumble and press your lips to her temple. the softness of your words and actions had her melting more into your touch by the second, the movie long abandoned.

“you’re cuter,” abby smiled softly up at you, brushing her knuckles over your cheek slowly. “much much cuter than me.” a giggle fell from between her lips when you leaned down just to kiss her forehead, your lips resting against her skin and had her sighing contently against you. “cutest girl i’ve ever seen” came her truthful whisper.

“i don’t believe you,” you smiled, lightly brushing strands of her hair away from her face. “you are undeniably the most handsome yet beautiful person i’ve ever met. i get lost in your eyes for hours, i love the color and i love how you look at me.”

“like what?”

“like nothing around us matters. not when you look at me like that,” you pointed out, those baby blues peering into yours like you both were truly the only two people in the world. “when you look at me like that, nothing but us matter. if i have you, i don’t need anything else.”

“maybe it’s true,” abby smiles, reaching her hand up to cup your cheek. “maybe it’s true that when i’m with you, nothing else is important” the pad of her thumb brushes against your cheekbone, and her heart melts in her chest when you’re leaning into her touch. “because nothing but you matters. you’re the only person that matters to me.”

leaning more into her hand, you kiss her palm tenderly and smile down at her. her thumb quickly catches the tear that rolls down your cheek without hesitation, and wipes it away softly with another gentle smile. “i didn’t know true love, not until i met you.” you mumbled, more or so speaking into her palm.

“i’ll show you every day how much i love you,” the blonde promised, removing her hand from your face to wrap both her arms around you, tugging you carefully into her chest. your head rests comfortably on her shoulder as her fingers run up and down your back. “i’ve never had a love like yours. didn’t think i deserved it, but it’s different with you. with you, i have a purpose to get out of bed every day, with you i don’t feel scared, with you i feel at home. i love you more than the sky needs stars and i’ll never stop showing you how much i love you.”

[andersonfilms]

MY FAVORITE WRITER. EVER. RAWRRRRRRRRRR. EMIUSSY SERVING ONCE AGAINNNNNNN !!!!! IM SLURPING IT !!!!!! ♡

as per usual, i’m gonna be hella gay and yap, shall we begin? lets do it. no surprise i’m obsessed with another emi banger. my love, this is just you written all over it from top to bottom. i sound like a broken record, but i promise it comes from a place of deep love, everything you write is absolutely a dream to me. there's an individuality to it that makes me cry, my heart soar, and just explode with a bunch of dyke joy. i'm gonna eat you up, literally.

slow dancing with abby after a successful meal during one of your dates, and she can’t help but blush and become so insanely shy when your hand rests on her hip, a lazy grin on your lips and a glimmer is held in your eye when she gasps softly under her breath.

from the very beginning, i am hooked. no shocker there. slow dancing? oh, it’s joeover. my heart simply cannot take this! i love your brain, all of the magic it creates. how you fill my heart with so much joy from a single sentence. slow downing in a private place with your loved one, i’m going to be thinking about this for days on end. i actually can’t think about anything else and will only be thinking about this. it’s s’dreamy, maybe it’s the pisces in me but i don’t care. i love it.

but when your lips brush against her ear, the hair on her neck stands at your whispered words. “you’re the most handsome yet beautiful woman in this room” you smiled, wrapping your arm tighter around her waist and tearing a shuddered breath from her when you pulled her body closer, so you were chest to chest.

the masculine and feminine energy? i need it. i need it. i need it. my baby, this is so beautiful. soft moments, ugh, with abby they are not written nearly enough. it’s everything i need! chest to chest, pls, im just going to start profusely crying every where. the intimacy, i can’t take it. physically, my heart will just completely give out. but also need it more than life itself.

the intimacy of it all, it speaks so loudly to the emotional side of me. i can feel every ounce of your heart and it makes me so happy to read it. there isn’t a word that i don’t love. also, the way you write is so intentional, it’s one thing i’ve always admired the most about your talent. every word, every sentence, every line is deliberate. like a beating heart funneling the blood supply to each vein, all of it connected, intertwined and seemingly connected to the next.

“can’t take my eyes off you” and abby melts when you press your lips against her cheek and litter kisses against her skin with another smile. “you’re so perfect, can’t get enough of you. tonight is about you.” 

i’m so lovesick !!!! partners taking care of each other, loving on one another, absolute sweetness. so golden and pure. I CANT TAKE ITNFNDJJDNDDND. i need every last bit of it. soft cheek kisses, please, it’s actually a must. give it to me and i’ll munch on it every single time.

her face hurts from the constant smiling, her stomach in stitches because you’ve made her laugh too much.

yeah, you know what you’re doing. “her stomach in stitches” i’m gonna kiss you. the way you write !!!!!!!!!! i’m getting this tattooed along my spine, forever place on me, the words of emi. everything about this sentence. yeah. i relate.

“i had fun tonight, by the way”  “i had fun too” abby mutters shyly, her body leaning into your touch without another thought. feeling safe in your hold. “although, i need to get better at dancing. you said you didn’t know how to dance” she pouted, baby blue eyes peering at you.

i don't think i have to embelish too much on why i love this too much. the remi telepathic ways will send you the correct thoughts your way. i need to eat these words and have them inside me forever. yes. yes. yes.

planting a final kiss on her forehead, you pulled away and smiled at her. “good, so go inside so i can text you another date idea for next time. you’re making me nervous when you look at me like that” you admitted, rubbing the back of your neck. 

hehehehehehe, i love it. NERVOUS SHYNESS. right up my loser alley to be honest. i’m gonna gobble this up whole, almost as if it was made for me. mhmm, funny 🤭🩷

abby simply rolled her eyes and gave you a smile, turning around on her heels, but not before looking at you a final time over her shoulder. “goodnight, nervous” she teased, winking at you.

this is your humor written all over it and YES. her saying this is so canon i’m afraid. abby would be the type to say lame dad joke, but it totally lands because you’re so so obsessed with her. abby!coded as hell. my co-abby connoisseur. you write her so perfectly, angel. from top to bottom, i feel her through your writing in such an emotional way. but also in the silly things like this. it rounds her out as a character and i love it so deeply.

i love you, so talented baby ♡

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ❞ 

slow dancing with abby after a successful meal during one of your dates, and she can’t help but blush and become so insanely shy when your hand rests on her hip, a lazy grin on your lips and a glimmer is held in your eye when she gasps softly under her breath. your bodies moving slowly together, your fingers brushing against the skin of her back, silently thanking the dress she wore, her back completely exposed. her hands gripping yours tightly with each step you take, but she can’t focus on anything but you. the way you gently assure her that it’s okay, and she was doing amazing. but when your lips brush against her ear, the hair on her neck stands at your whispered words. “you’re the most handsome yet beautiful woman in this room” you smiled, wrapping your arm tighter around her waist and tearing a shuddered breath from her when you pulled her body closer, so you were chest to chest. “can’t take my eyes off you” and abby melts when you press your lips against her cheek and litter kisses against her skin with another smile. “you’re so perfect, can’t get enough of you. tonight is about you.” 

by the end of the night though, her feet hurt, dancing for several hours nonstop, but she loved it. her face hurts from the constant smiling, her stomach in stitches because you’ve made her laugh too much. she thought she would never find anything funny again, and then you came along, showed her what she’s been missing and she feels complete again. abby can still feel your fingers in her hair, tucking strands behind her ear every couple of minutes, and it’s a feeling she doesn’t want to let go of. not even when you’re standing there, looking at her like she hung every star in the bitter night sky. 

words would never be able to express how good she feels. how amazing tonight, with you, has been. so instead, her eyes flutter and find your fingers interlocking with hers, the softness of your skin, yet the rough edges of your fingers graze hers, shocking her slightly with wide eyes as you laugh at her reaction. “you’re so cute” you can’t help but admit, reaching your free hand up and cupping her face. enjoying the blush coating the apples of her cheeks and heat radiating off her skin. “i had fun tonight, by the way” 

“i had fun too” abby mutters shyly, her body leaning into your touch without another thought. feeling safe in your hold. “although, i need to get better at dancing. you said you didn’t know how to dance” she pouted, baby blue eyes peering at you.

“never said i didn’t know how to, just said i haven’t done it in a while” you shrugged, giving her a cheeky grin when she rolled her eyes before letting a soft giggle past her lips. “you should go inside, it’s cold, and my jacket is only going to keep you warm for so long, pretty girl”

“will i see you again?” she can’t help but ask, fumbling with your jacket sleeve.

eyeing her up with a smirk, a soft hum vibrated through your throat before you nodded. “i will text you the second you go inside” you promised and tucked another strand of hair behind her ear. those baby blues that you’ve enjoyed looking into widen when you’re leaning forward and chuckling breathlessly. “i really wanna kiss you right now,” you admitted against her forehead, your hand comfortingly rubbing her arm slowly. “but you’re a little tipsy, and i want you to remember it”

abby huffs but nods slowly at you, fingers fumbling with the collar of your shirt. “that a promise?” 

“it’s a promise until i see you again. then you can have as many as you want” you smiled, lips pressing against her cheek so softly that abby had to hold you tighter just to prove this was real, that you were here, and promising her.

“i’ll hold you to it” the blonde giggled, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek. “thank you for tonight”

“you better hold me to it” your reply was cheeky but abby loved it either way and hearing you laugh was a sound so special to her already. “m’glad you had fun, you deserve it. i can’t wait to take you on more dates if you’d let me”

“i would really like that”

planting a final kiss on her forehead, you pulled away and smiled at her. “good, so go inside so i can text you another date idea for next time. you’re making me nervous when you look at me like that” you admitted, rubbing the back of your neck. 

abby simply rolled her eyes and gave you a smile, turning around on her heels, but not before looking at you a final time over her shoulder. “goodnight, nervous” she teased, winking at you.

scoffing playfully, you shake your head at her as you watched her walk up the steps to her front door. “goodnight, pretty girl”