#abby loves you so much :(((((((((

[pocketgalaxies]

It feels good to be able to help. (for @overnighttosunflowers)

[henwilsons]

MIA'S 1K CELEBRATION → 💌 + 💜 for @morgana-pendragon ⤷ happiest birthday, abbie! ♡ (insp) (quote)

[puppywilliams]

i love your streamer abby so bad can we get part 2 please 💗

ON AIR

a/n: it seems like everyone else is also addicted to streamer abby the way i am, i have so many req for a prt 2 so heres a little charity stream one-shot of our girl <3 this isnt fully proof read i just needed to get something out so sorry it feels a bit messy! ty for all of the kind msgs, i appreciate you guys sm !!

warnings: none??

abby was never one to think of herself, but in moments like these, she wonders why she tortures herself with these types of things. she knew it was for a good cause, which is why she pushed through, but at that moment, the 52 hours of no sleep was weighing on her. restless and irritable, she could definitely use a drink or two.

of course, you were there to help, fetching whatever she needed. whether that be food, water, of some strange energy drink from her sponsor you’d never heard of, not taking the time to dwell on the awful taste. you focused instead on abby, watching the stream from the small screen of your phone. watching the toll the hours had taken on her. worst part was. she still had 21 more to go.

you suggested she take a nap on stream, but her reaction was enough to tell you that was a No Go. offended that you would even consider suggesting such a thing to her. Abigail Anderson sleeping during a charity stream?! get out of here..

you watch her entertain chat the best she can, but failing due to her inability to hide how restless she is. her voice monotone with forced laughs and zombified expression.

around the 72 hour mark abby was basically just a shell of who she was. she was running on empty. an hour prior you rolled up a chair to sit next to her as she struggled to conceal the way she saw the room spinning and how the bright ring lights were blinding her vision. staring off into space as you read her chat for her. only replying in hums or short sentences.

And then it happened. a slight ding appearing on her monitor that announced she had met the donation goal. all energy coming back to her in disbelief. feeling herself lift out of her chair to celebrate, hugging you so tight it was bone crushing. knocking the wind from your lungs. it had all been Worth it, you knew that, and so did she.

after she wrapped things up you lead her to bed. you knew her adrenaline was rushing through her like a wildfire spreading within her veins. it would be difficult to get her past the initial burst of energy and get her into bed. you helped her undress and get under the covers, holding her and rubbing her back as she slurred on and rambled on about how amazing it all was, how grateful and how she knew it wasn’t for nothing.

you kissed her forehead and brushed the lose strains of hair from her face, cupping her cheeks gently. “mhm baby i know but you need to rest okay?” you reminded. she didn’t argue nor complain. closing her eyes and drifting to sleep in your arms.

[stagefoureddiediaz]

Something something about Bucks ‘boy crush on Eddie’ meaning he’s ready to move past Abby and his ‘oh’ moment on Eddies couch meaning he’s ready to move past Tommy and how both of them are connected to Eddie.

Its the parallel of those moments - that Buck is talking about Eddie being a really great dad in the first one and then doing something to help Eddie be a great dad and in the second, Eddie choosing to go to El Paso to be present in Christophers life - so he is still a Dad and Buck doing something to Help Eddie achieve that goal.

There is something about how both have conversations with Maddie connected to them about crushes or special people and are both about Eddie being a parent and about Buck facilitating Eddies parentalness that connects much more than the accidental coming out to Maddie scene does - that scene is more isolated where as both the crush scene and the new one sit in a sequence of paralleling events

- in S2 - Abby has left - Eddie arrives - Buck meets Chris - finds out Eddie needs help - talks to Maddie who talks about his crush and plants the seed about Carla - Buck gets Eddie over under the guise of helping Maddie move and introduces him to some one especially - Carla.

- In s8 - Tommy leaves - Buck goes to Eddies - Buck talks to Maddie who talks about the universe bringing him a special someone - Jee is paralleled with Carla as a special someone - Buck essentially gets over Tommy by discovering that Eddie is going to be moving and helps him with his appointment with the realtor.

Something something about the concept of tommy being paralleled with Abby, about Abby telling Buck he got her half way to who she was supposed to be (or whatever the line is) by opening the door to the world outside of her mom and it leading her to travel and find her person but how it also got Buck half way to who he is by showing him what a ‘grown up’ relationship looked like - and the idea of stepping in with someone. How that parallels with Tommy getting Buck half way to who he is supposed to be by opening the door to his bisexuality showing him that aspect of himself. But also how Tommy is alt Buck and also alt Abby and how Eddie is Sam - who was in a different state to California and how Eddie is going to end up in a different state and how it feels like Buck growing is about him becoming that alt version of himself and how buck is on his journey to find himself in the same way Abby was - only without the physical travel to Europe - but how Europe was a metaphor for broadened horizons and working through issues so Buck broadening his horizons and working through his issues is him kinda reverting to Buck 1.0 and sleeping around (eat pray love) as he figures out his abandonment issues and then goes after what he wants. How Abby went to stay with her brother - with her family when she got back and that is where she met Sam - and Buck going to El Paso - to his family is leading him to Eddie (which is why there is a bit of me that thinks he will go to El Paso and have his actual ‘OH’ moment there)

[avalencias]

It was surreal. It was surreal, the feeling of having Laudna looking down at her from inches away, holding her. Her breath was against Imogen’s face and absurdly, Imogen was struck by the fact that less than an hour ago they’d been robbing a house. They were here for a key, and they were heading to a crypt, and across the planet the moon was being torn open by something hungry and terrible and catastrophic, and here she was in Laudna’s arms and Laudna was looking at her with an expression that she didn’t dare to name but that reopened that chasm beneath her feet. Nothing made sense anymore, not the future or the planet or this, but she thought that if it would all crash apart, at least it was with Laudna holding her so lovingly, and—

happy thursday all, @overnighttosunflowers is writing this fic and it has been driving me to distraction ever since

[epiphainie]

not to be soooo bucktommy-brained in this beautiful evening but i've done an entire mental research through my evan buckley romance archives and none of his former love interests even got close to getting him this giddy AND flustered, like it's kinda insane how bothered, bewildred, and smitten he's been this entire season 🥹😩💖🌸

[bluesgras]

A VERY FASHIONABLY LATE @tmntfashioncompetition SUBMISSION,,

this week was free choice! i had a very clear vision from the beginning to draw hatsune miku leo, but i wasn’t quite sure about anything beyond that. originally i was going to draw normal miku, but mesmerizer autoplayed while i was drawing, and i ended up discarding the whole thing to make a mesmeriser themed piece! i went through. so many iterations. i’m glad i got here in the end though! it may be more simple than i did for my other rounds, but it was very very fun!

[vanmarkus]

EVAN BUCKLEY + kisses 4/? + bonus forehead touch

[sunflawyer]

Jimmy "I'm winning in life" McGill.

he likes to show off to his colleagues that he got a beautiful princess angel wife ୧⁠(⁠＾⁠ ⁠〰⁠ ⁠＾⁠)⁠୨ look at him so smug and proud...

[cottoncandytomu]

Lesbihonest Here~

We all know Abby just wants to be loved and I can see her crumbling when you praise and worship her. You make damn sure to let her know how much you love it too. 

Notes:

(Abby Anderson x Fem!Reader) (Nothin but smut under here so 18+ and MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!! - Oral F! Abby Receiving/Reader Giving, Praise, light cursing)  

New Fic! 🥰🥰 Dark! Abby Anderson x Reader

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“God you’re so fuckin’ beautiful Abby~” You moan as you kiss your way up her thighs to the one place she craves for you the most. 

Her breathy moans fill your ears, and it goes straight to your heat, nothing is more pleasing than satisfying her. To hear her beautiful sounds and be able to witness her twitch and shiver with pleasure. You continue kissing her inner thighs, leaving bite marks and red spots in your wake. 

“I love pleasing you.” You bite down hard on her thigh causing her to gasp, “love seeing ya under me like this.” You kiss the bite mark softly. 

“Fuck- please…” She breathes out. 

“Please what?” You smirk, needing to hear her say it out loud. 

“P-Please touch me.” Her face is a bright red from your teasing, a sight you’ll never get tired of. 

“Touch you where hmm? Here?” You ask dipping your head down to plant a kiss on her clit. 

This causes her to jump, letting out the cutest squeal. You chuckle and let your tongue roll out and lick from her hole to her bud, her juices coating your tongue. 

“Ah- fuck, yes please do that.” 

Her hands bunch up the sheets under her, her muscles flexing at the action. She’s shining from the gleam of sweat she’s produced from your teasing alone. There truly isn’t a prettier sight than this. 

“I’ll do whatever you ask of me Princess, you’re so fuckin’ perfect for me.” 

You start to work your tongue through her folds, she’s mumbling incoherent words whilst arching her back at your ministrations on her cunt. You lay your palm onto her inner thigh to keep her legs open, your other hand reaching up to lace your fingers in hers. 

You pull your head back slightly and meet her eyes, “Don’t hold back love, you’re doing so good. Now look into my eyes I want to see you break for me~” 

Her eyes roll back at your words as you delve into her delight once more, knowing this is going to be a long pleasurable night ahead of you two. 

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I am such a slut for submissive Abby. 

BUT OMF this is my first little drabble on this account and I’m on the VERGE OF TEARS bc I’ve had writers block for fuckin years now. So, it’s nice to finally say I finished something. If you beauties enjoyed it, please let me know!! And I welcome any constructive criticism, I truly want to better my writing. OKAY THANKS!! Dkfsjflk  

=^.^= ~

[evanmothgow]

WIP

[kittyishere0]

I’m (not)sorry but if you still hate the fnaf movie fort building scene I’m Just gonna start assuming your a edge lord with no personality that watched to many of those stupid fnaf vhs videos bc that scene was the shit 👌

[clar-a-m]

Abby 💕💕💕💕

[chai-berries]

patrols with abby were easy. you knew she had your back, being the best of the best in isaac’s eyes. you started training with her to go on missions in the first place so you both created an almost dance while on a mission. you talked, whispered, laughed. you packed your extra bags with his trash/her treasure bits and bobs you found in decrepit buildings, teetering on 2x4s like a gymnast. abby was currently obsessed with the olympics, the last one being in 2012. she found a bunch of magazines about it on her last trip and had delicately packed them in her bag, planning on reading them as soon as she got back. “did you know that…” lined your conversations for several patrols. your personal favorite fact that it was the first olympics where every nation had a woman representing.

she later admitted, when you had officially been together for just over a week, that you were the last person to still be interested in what she was talking about. even nora tapped out after an hour-long spew about the shoes track and field athletes wear. manny tapped out after 5 minutes, during which he thought abby was joking around the whole time.

the point is you guys had it down to a tee. and yet, neither of you saw it coming. one second abby is laughing at something you said, turning around to respond, and the next second she’s pointing a gun over your shoulder. you freeze, back tensed up. an arm that is neither yours nor abby’s wraps around your neck and pulls you against a chest. the breath you let out from the action is sucked back into your lungs when you feel the cold metal of the gun tap against your temple. your mind shuts down on you, your fear overshadowing all you know about self-defense. your eyes stay locked on abby’s face. if you’re going to die, you want the last thing you see to be her.

“let. her. go.” abby bites out. her hand is steady, the gun pointed at whoever had you in a chokehold. “and i’ll think about letting you live.”

the man, who you assume is a man, tugs you closer to their body. you hear them wet their lips before speaking through a smile.

“now, i don’t want to hurt either of you,” it is a man. and his nonchalant response makes your stomach turn. “i don’t hurt young ladies like yourself,” he continues lewdly. his hold tightens on you again but this time he moves you so your body is pressed tight against his. abby continues to stare him down, her finger itching to fire a shot right in his head for touching you.

you bring both hands around his arm and sneak them between it and your neck. abby clocks your shift and switches her focus to the smug son of a bitch on the other side of her gun. she barely blinks before firing one clean shot in his shoulder, causing him to jump back and let you go. you dive near abby’s feet and move to stand behind her.

the man is moaning loudly. “now why did you do that?” he cries, holding his shoulder.

“c’mon man, if i have to explain it to you, you really are better off dead.” abby steps towards the man, who scuttles away on the floor. with you behind her, abby let’s go of the breath she’d been holding. she kneels over the curled up man, the hand on his shoulder stained red.

“who are you? are you alone?”

“ya think im gonna tell you?” the man croaks out.

abby kicks the gun away. “if you want to live i’d suggest talking. you’re in wolf territory.”

he freezes at the last sentence and abby tenses up again.

you freeze as well and call for abby. “c’mon. abby, we — we should go. ab—”

“no! we heard about a group moving in. they killed austin and half their group,” she says to you, her attention still on the man. “was that you?” she asks him. when he doesn’t say anything, abby knows her answer. she thinks back to what issac told her. that anyone in that group needs to be eliminated. no matter what. and you being on patrol wasn’t an exception in anyone’s eyes but abby’s.

“step back,” she nods her head at you. you immediately comply, taking several steps back as abby stands back up.

SHE KILLS FOR YOU: she looks down at the man and fires a single shot. you squeeze your eyes shut at the sound and don’t open them until you feel abby’s hand on your cheek. you blink up at her as she scans your face. you know you probably look a mess. sweat and dirt covering your face no matter how hard you try to keep it clean.

“you okay?” she asks, brows furrowed.

you nod. “yeah. not my first time witnessing a death, unfortunately. but i’m okay.” you lean into her hand, pressing a kiss to her palm. after a minute of scanning you for any tiny scratches, she lets you go and readjusts her backpack, slipping her gun into the holster.

“c’mon, let’s go back early. we need to report this to the group.”

you’re quick to follow her, taking the hand she gives to guide you over a giant fallen tree. she does it automatically, her free hand reaching to steady you if needed. the shift from laughing and joking to whispers is felt. but thankfully the love is still as loud as ever.

SHE DOESN’T KILL FOR YOU: “get up!” abby watches the man struggle to stand. he stumbles and abby uses her free hand to hold him up. when he’s stable, she steps back. “if i was alone you’d be dead by now. you’re lucky. go back to your group and tell them to stay out of this area. this is your only warning. now go!” the man stutters for a second before he staggers away. you take a step towards abby.

“abs — abby?” she keeps facing the direction the man went but doesn’t shy away from your touch. you run your hand up her arm and to the nape of her neck. “you okay?”

“yeah,” she sighs. she turns to look at you. your eyes are glassy and wide. she reaches up to wipe a tear from the corner of your eye. “c’mon we need to head back. one of the survivors said they had a big crew and isaac needs to know what happened before tomorrow’s patrol.”

you’re quick to follow her, taking the hand she gives to guide you over a giant fallen tree. she does it automatically, her free hand reaching to steady you if needed. the shift from laughing and joking to whispers is felt. but thankfully the love is still as loud as ever.

[cyarskaren52]

Their friendship and awards season is the gift that keeps on giving 😩

[chronicowboy]

how the world feels when @llovely leaves an essay in the comments of my new fic 🌊🌈🐬🌈✨🌊🌈🐬🌈✨🌊🌈🐬🌈✨🌊🌈🐬🌈