#connor x abby

[lihiominaa]

Primeval 4.01. Back from the Cretaceous

[felicitykings]

Were you scared? No. Little bit.

PRIMEVAL (2007-2011) ↳ Series 3, Episode 2

[empress-of-snark]

thinking about it and realizing that most of my most prominent OTP’s from the past few years weren’t originally intended to be couples but came about as a result of actor chemistry/improvisation

like, going back to my 2016-2019(ish) Zoo era—Mitch and Jamie only got a romantic storyline after the writers noticed the actors’ chemistry at initial table reads, and they ended up outshining the actual intended main romance between Jackson and Chloe

in Frasier, the only reason Niles and Daphne were written to be love interests is because the actors played off each other so well in a pre-series photo shoot (or so I remember reading somewhere, not 100% sure about this one)

Abby was initially supposed to end up with Stephen on Primeval, but because she had better chemistry with Andrew Lee Potts, the writers decided to pair her up with Connor instead

and obviously Eddie and Chrissy aren’t technically a canon couple (depends on what you consider canon, really), but their first scene together was much more flirtatious than initially intended due to Joseph Quinn and Grace Van Dien’s improvisations, and they ended up being a pretty popular ship as a result

there’s no real point to this, I just found it interesting that I have a sort of pattern when it comes to my favorite TV couples, I guess lol

[missdontcare-x]

“love to see a woman sweat”

[rosehathawhey]

a crush, a girlfriend and an ex-wife walk into a bar...

THE YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS Season 51, Episode 34 | Aired November 17, 2023

[doe-earth-n]

Set between chapters 90 and 91; Tori's memorial service happens; Richie copes and the others comfort him the best they can. Plus, Ming is arrested by the IUA for Tori's death.

[bullet-prooflove]

Valentine's Day Bingo: Pink - Connor Rhodes x Reader

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Hitting the Wearing Pink Bingo Square

When Connor first meets you, it’s in the Emergency Room on Valentine’s Day. You’re wearing a pink mini dress that barely covers your assets and fuck me heels. The left side of your face is smeared with blood, the vessels in your left eye an eruption of tiny starbursts. His heart sinks because there’s been a spate of attacks on working girls recently and he thinks he’s looking at a fresh victim.

He’s both right and wrong.

“Look after her alright?” Antonio Dawson tells him as you’re escorted into the medical bay. “She’s my partner.”

A cop then.

It doesn’t take a genius to work out that you were part of a sting to catch the guy whose been beating the hell out of those women.

“Did you get him?” Connor asks, pulling on a fresh set of latex gloves as you sit on the edge of the hospital bed.

Now that he’s up close, he realises it’s not as bad as he once thought. The blood seems to be coming from a cut above your eyebrow, it’s starting to slow at this point. It’s a big gash, he’ll have to have to stitch it. His work is neat, careful but you’re still going to have a scar, he thinks.

“He was in the ambulance behind me.” You inform him as he tilts your head up towards the light and begins to clean the crimson from your skin. “Trust me, he’s worse off than I am.”

He believes you. He can see the grazes across your knuckles as you flex and unflex your hand. Once he’s finished with the mop up he continues with the rest of his examination. He’s as gentle as he can be, his fingers poking and prodding the bones under and around your eye.

“Nothing’s broken.” He tells you as he draws away and busies himself removing the stitch kit from one of the stainless steel drawers in the corner of the bay. “ I’ll get you stitched up and then grab you something else to get changed into.”

It’s a professional courtesy and a human one. He knows that your night doesn’t end when you leave the hospital, you’ll be heading back to the precinct in order to complete your reports on the assault. He assumes you’d rather not do it in a blood stained mini dress.

“I’d appreciate that.” You tell him softly, looking down at the burgundy stains soaked into the fabric. “Antonio’s probably already waiting with the evidence bags.”

“I’m guessing this all came from the perp.” Connor says gesturing at your clothing.  

“I had a push knife.” You say by way of explanation, your gaze straying to the gap in the curtain. There’s a flurry of activity on the opposite side of the glass, you can see Choi barking orders as they angle the stretcher into the bay beside yours.  “I don’t think he’s coming back from that.”

“It depends where you got him.” Connor remarks as he begins the process of stitching your wound together.

“Neck.” You say quietly. “More than once.”

Connor doesn’t speak, his dark eyebrows furrow in concentration. You both know the guy in the next room probably isn’t going to make it.

“You must think I’m cold, the way I’m talking about killing a man.” You say softly, your gaze lowering to the cuts across your knuckles.

“No.” He says honestly as he finishes up his work, snipping the thread carefully. “I treated some of the other girls he hurt...”

He trails off, his mouth fixing into a grim line. You’re not the only one haunted by those girls, you can tell. You’ve seen the pictures, read the reports. He’s been up close with their pain, endured their suffering, their agony.

“I think you’re incredibly brave putting yourself out there like that, not a lot of people would.” He tells you, stripping off the gloves before tossing them into the medical waste bin.

You can read between the lines, you know what he’s not saying. These victims, they’re on the fringes of society, the people that others don’t give a shit about. He’ll be the first to admit he’s jaded, he didn’t expect the police to actually do anything about the problem, a waste of resources he had overheard one cop saying when he was working on the last girl.

“These women.” You say, shaking your head. “They’re just trying to put food on the table, support their families. They don’t deserve what happened to them.”

When he looks back he realises it’s your compassion that he fell in love with, your ability to see the person underneath all the noise. He sees it over and over again throughout the course of your relationship.

He isn’t sure why he’s replaying the day he met you, he thinks it’s because the fleece pyjamas you’re wearing are the same colour as the dress you were clad in that night. The two of you are tucked up in bed together, your body draped across his like a weighted blanket. His palms smooth over your clothing as he holds you close, breathing in the scent of your shampoo. He had never envisioned that it would end up like this, that the woman he met that night would become the one that devoted himself to, the one that he wants to spend the rest of his life with.

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[enretrogue]

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KEVIN ATWATER

Badge of Honor — @keanureevesisbae

Torments — @proceduralpassion .☘︎ ݁˖

I’ll Be Seeing You — @proceduralpassion .☘︎ ݁˖

Just One Round — @yaachtynoboat711 .☘︎ ݁˖

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Can We Talk — @yaachtynoboat711 .☘︎ ݁˖

S.O.S. — @darqchilddaydreamz .☘︎ ݁˖

I Got You — @darqchilddaydreamz .☘︎ ݁˖

Daddy Kink — @strwbrrykss

Nothin’ I Wouldn’t Do For You — @libraryofloveletters

Won’t You Be Mine?— @ssahotchswifemain

Smoothie — @reelwriter19 .☘︎ ݁˖

Say It — @blackmissfrizzle .☘︎ ݁˖

Doctor’s Visit (Drabble) — @blackmissfrizzle .☘︎ ݁˖

Lucky Ones — @blackmissfrizzle .☘︎ ݁˖

Ready — @blackmissfrizzle .☘︎ ݁˖

CONNOR RHODES

Lunch — @collecting-stories

Model Husband — @deanstead

Money, Money, Money — @poppadom0912

Vows — @deanstead

In The Dark — @bullet-prooflove

JAY HALSTEAD

My Blessings — @halsteadlover

Mine — @onechicagolife

What Are You Doing? — @themultifandomgal

Never Been So Scared — @dlmlufics

Med Students — @poppadom0912

I’m Late — @dlmlufics

Domestic — @lily174

I’ll Look Out For You — @lily174

Birthday Surprise — @dlmlufics

I Promised You Forever — @dlmlufics

The Sister Halstead Materlist — @citygirlcharlotte

Baby Halstead — @dlmlufics

Mrs. Detective Jay Halstead — @dlmlufics

HANK VOIGHT

Keep You Safe — @poisonedjoinery

Filthy Secrets — @poisonedjoinery

Sweet Little Thing — @poisonedjoinery

The Family We Chose — @procrastinatorimagines

Hank x Deaf!Fem!Reader — @keanureevesisbae

Is That My Shirt? — @one-sweet-gubler

Slow And Steady — @smaoineamhsalach

Accidental First Kiss — @libraryofloveletters

TLOU

ABBY ANDERSON

Anything But Me (+ Ellie Williams) ⎢ Part 2 — @seattlesellie

Abby x Ticklish!Reader — @lolasimms

First Kiss — @millerssurora

Sleepy Lovemaking w/ Abby — @lolasimms

Scumbag!Abby — @canaidliafail

Uncharted Territory — @sweetercalypso

Abby Being Sweet w/ Crybaby!Reader — @sweetercalypso

Stressed Out — @ourautumn86

Tea Parties and Mockery — @lolasimms

Espresso and Hand Holding — @lolasimms

Abby and Reader w/ Toddler Twins — @lolasimms

Girl Mom!Abby x Black!Reader ⎢ More HCs — @theendofevangelionnn .☘︎ ݁˖

At Least I Got You In My Head ⎢ 1 ⎢ 2 ⎢ 2.5 ⎢ 3 — @whatwouldsylwrite

Camgirl!Reader x Camgirl!Abby — @deblklesb

Abby Making A Sextape With You— @deblklesb

Soft Ridges — @elsfairy

Discovering The Mommy Kink — @hope-drunk

The Late Shift — @pinknightsinmymind

Tan Lines — @sweetercalypso

Look, Wild Cherries! — @s-4pphics .☘︎ ݁˖

Sexting w/ GF!Abby — @ourautumn86

Jealous Sex w/ Basketball!Abby — @elsweetheart

Morning Routine — @lolasimms

Abby Teasing You — @strawberryjamheart

Stay Grounded ⎢ 4 ⎢ 5 ⎢ 6 — @canaidliafail

Deep End — @angelkissiies

Stubborn — @darlingmisa

It’s Gonna Kill Me — @fleshwaters

Abby Anderson NSFW HCs — @pinknightsinmymind

Size Kink w/ Abby — @seattlesellie

Mom!Abby HCs — @lolasimms

Abby Helps You Squirt — @sweet-lover-girl

Mornings — @pinknightsinmymind

Wife!Abby and Reader ⎢ Part Two — @lolasimms

Modern AU: GF!Abby HCs ⎢ Part 2 — @hyperfixatesnwrites

What? Like It’s Hard? — @angelkissiies

Try Something New — @toasty-melons

Lemon Color, Honey Glow — @girldreaming

Munch! — @ourautumn86

Being Modern!Abby’s Girlfriend — @hope-drunk

Rugby Player!Abby — @abbysgirlx

Cooking For Abby — @darlingmisa

Hockey!Abby — @millersaurora

Serene — @elsfairy

Talk You Through It — @pinknightsinmymind

Text Messages (+ Ellie and Dina) — @onestopfanficshop

[playnextdoor]

terminator!abby x sarah connor!reader x kyle reese!ellie

ME THINKSSSSS?!?

[phxntomsdusk]

addressing this all in one post

sirenbrainrot.

if any of you have been on the wilbur x reader side of tumblr, you may be familiar with the nickname.

this was an account that was known to interact with and write nsfw from time to time, but then got outed for being a minor and not actually 19.

this account was me.

before i explain anything i’d just like to say that i won’t be saying excuses such as “i’m only a kid” because i should have known better. and i know much better now.

this account was the start of several problems in regards to me online. i had started a tumblr because i have a passion for writing, and it is one of my coping mechanisms, meaning it helps me cope with traumatic things in my life mostly.

during the time i had started the account i was going through realization that i had been sexually assaulted and manipulated by an ex of mine. i’ve been through quite a bit of sexual related trauma such as being groomed, manipulated and pushed/forced into doing or sending things.

i had fallen to the point mentally where i felt like i was nothing but a body for someone to find satisfaction with, and so i put myself up to those standards. i had struggled with a porn addiction for months on end, something i still find myself struggling with to this day.

the videos i was watching had made me believe i filled the hole that was in my brain, when in reality it was making everything so much worse.

the videos has turned into writing, starting on wattpad after i came across a fanfic that included smut, to which i read and realized that maybe that would help me more.

it got horrible. to the point i’d ignore friends texts to read it or even did it in school. and eventually.. i had found tumblr.

originally me and my best friend just downloaded the app so we could read fanfics together, sharing our favorite ones throughout the months and what not. until i discover the nsfw side of the content i was engaging in.

my interest has peaked, making me fall into a hole of constant reading, scrolling, and liking anything involving nsfw.

after a few months i had decided to start writing for myself, coming up with the sirenbrainrot tagline and becoming a writer.

i was extremely proud of the fact i had gained quite a big following, even making the character “churchboy” and ended up writing nsfw for him as well.

it wasn’t until i heavily started interacting with abby’s nsfw account that things had completely gone downhill.

it was not and never will be my place to interact with nsfw/adult spaces, and i fully take responsibility for the people i’ve upset and those who i’ve harmed because of my actions.

i was known as 🧠 anon on that account, often providing nsfw content and character ai bots. i was maybe one of the people who interacted with her work the most.

it wasn’t until i had gotten into personal contact with connor that i opened up about my age. he truly made me realized how fucked up and horrible the entire thing is, leading me to apologize to abby personally.

she had blocked me and posted about it, and i do not blame her. i was a minor disguised as an adult, gaining people’s trust just to break down a wall of horrible lies.

after this i discussed with a friend on what to do, ultimately quitting the account and starting this one, phxntomsdusk.

i took a bit of time to myself to think over everything i’ve done because of my own selfish behavior.

i hurt people, i invaded personal spaces, and most importantly i could have gotten several adults into legitimate legal trouble.

i know it’s bad to blame everything on my trauma, but in reality i was a person who was struggling with sexual assault, self harming thought due to it, and didn’t know any other way to fill the spot that would help me the most.

instead of doing the mature thing and speaking out about my struggles, i did a horrible thing and took advantage of people’s trust.

for the record i do not interact with or read nsfw anymore. im still struggling with videos but that is a different thing im working on separately.

for the nsfw i admitted to reading, that is because i worry for my older cousin. his mom doesn’t tolerate this stuff, and speaking with her privately has concluded he will most likely be deleting that account and not posting anymore nsfw so further situations such as this don’t happen.

again i’m sorry for those i have harmed with my actions in the past, i truly am trying to change and be a better person while bettering myself.

[felicitykings]

#almost

PRIMEVAL (2007-2011) ↳ Series 2, Episode 7

[empress-of-snark]

most ardently

(a Primeval regency AU)

As Abby enters her third season out in society, she’s less certain than ever that she’ll find a husband, or even if she wants to. But when a mysterious new bachelor arrives in London by the name of Stephen Hart, she wonders if her search is finally over.

[jp600fox]

pairing: OC (Abby) X Deviant!Connor

cw: 18+, smut, fingering, oral, horrible cringe-inducing dirty talk because I suck at it, but I bet these two would as well.

summary: this is from a fic I'm currently writing where the androids gain their freedom after the revolution (protests or violence {I haven't decided yet}) but it's not what they expected. OC and Connor are on the run and have just been reunited after some tough moments apart. (This takes place in a laundromat after being chased and separated right after the canonical game ending.)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“I was so worried about you,” he whispered into my hair.  

I took shaky breaths, a few tears leaking down my cheeks. I felt somewhat at peace, but not fully. I couldn’t fully be at peace until Connor was at the church.  

“I was so scared that I lost you,” I choked out, gripping him tighter.  

“You didn’t lose me. I’m right here,” Connor mumbles, pulling back to cup my cheeks in his hands. “You’re freezing.” 

I shivered uncontrollably, my teeth chattering so hard I thought they would break. My hair hung in frozen strands on my shoulders, my clothes crunching with every move. Adrenaline was probably the only thing preventing hypothermia. Frostbite was definitely on the table and setting in. 

“I had a run in with a river,” I explained quietly. 

Connor’s eyebrows rose, concern etched onto his face as he definitely started to scan my vitals. “A river? You fell into a river?” 

I managed a shrug, a small smile on my face. “More like jumped.” 

Connor stood still for a moment, LED flickering between yellow and red. It was as if he shut down and needed to reboot. Finally, his LED settled on red again, his expression turning frustrated as he grabbed my arm. 

“Jumped? Are you crazy? Are you actually insane, Abby?” 

I flinched at his tone, the frustration radiating off him. Connor never got angry. He never raised his voice. But here he was doing it to me. And as terrifying as it was, something inside me found a different reaction to this. My underwear was growing wet again, but not because of water this time. 

“Connor, I’m fine. I’m okay,” I squeaked. 

His grip on my arm tightened as he leaned down slightly. “You’re not fine. You’re freezing and soaked. You need to get warmed up or you’ll catch hypothermia.” 

My heart raced as so many images flashed in my brain. Having Connor grip my arm so tightly, his gaze holding an air of annoyance, and his tone showing how angry or frustrated he really was, did something to me. Any other day I would have taken my thoughts and found a nice, private place to further imagine and handle myself with them. However, after the past twenty-four hours that I had, I was in no mood to wait and take care of myself. I deserved this more than anyone else right now. 

“There is a way you can help me warm up,” I breathed, my eyes staring into his.  

Connor’s jaw clenched, his brows cinching together as his grip tightened on my arm even more. I sucked in a shallow breath, silence drawing out between us. Neither of us moved, neither of us spoke. Tension rose in a way I never wanted to experience, but yet I enjoyed every drawn out second of it. And then it snapped. 

Connor lurched forward, crashing his lips to mine as his arms wrapped around and gripped my waist. I jumped up, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He placed his hands under my ass, gripping it firmly as our mouths continued to move together. 

I whimpered against his lips, one had sliding up to tangle in his hair. Connor pulled away, setting me on a nearby washing machine before kissing down my jaw and throat. I tilted my head, shaky breaths catching in my throat. While he nibbled at my skin, his hands tugged my sweatpants down, exposing my ever-dampening core to him.  

He sunk to his knees, not hesitating for a moment to swipe his tongue up my slit. I gasped at the feeling, my hand flying to his head to tangle my fingers in the soft, brown locks of hair. He chuckled, the sound sending vibrations straight through my clit. I yanked at his hair as I let out another whimper. 

“One minute and twenty-one seconds. Do you think this time will be higher or lower?” Connor mumbled against my aching core. 

“Shut the fuck up,” I choked out.  

Connor obliged, returning his mouth to my aching clit. His tongue swirled beautifully around the bud, swiping across it every so often. My head fell back as I let out a strangled cry, pleasure shooting through every artery, vein and capillary that existed within me. I leaned back, tugging Connor’s head harder against my pelvis, the dials and coin slot on the washing machine poking my back.  

My back arched off the dials as Connor plunged two fingers into my drenched pussy, his tongue still circling my clit. There was no accurate way to describe what I was feeling, but I knew the vast majority of it was pleasure and lust and even greed. I wanted even more, wished I could have even more.  

Those beautiful fingers curled inside me, ripping a cry from my throat as they hit just the right spot. I yanked at Connor’s hair, pulling his face even closer to me, an act of pure, lustful desperation. I vaguely wondered how wonderful this would feel if it was Connor’s cock instead of his mouth. If he could handle me with this kind of precision with his tongue, how sore and blissfully spent would I be if he had that phallic attachment? 

“You’re holding out longer,” he mumbled against my core.  

I moaned, his voice sending a vibration through me. “So are you.” 

Well, now he definitely wasn’t. Any hesitation or restraint he had was now stripped away. He dove back in, tongue pressed firmly against my aching clit. His fingers pumped into my core with a newfound eagerness. With this new pace, I couldn’t hold out even if I wanted to. 

I screamed, my legs juddering around Connor’s shoulders. I felt myself try to scoot back on the washing machine, trying to get away from his still flicking tongue. He gripped my thighs tightly, yanking me forward again. I cried out again as my back scraped the dials, surely leaving red marks for later.  

“Fucking Christ, Connor!” 

I felt like I was going to pass out. There was no way this was a normal, healthy thing. I sucked in deep, gasping breaths between moans and screams. My body wouldn’t stop shaking and twitching as Connor’s tongue kept flicking across my overstimulated clit. Tears welled in my eyes as I kept crying out, fighting against Connor’s strength.  

He finally let go, pulling his head up and looking at me. I took the opportunity, pulling myself further onto the washing machine as I whimpered and panted. Connor’s lips twitched into a smirk, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. 

“Two minutes and seventeen seconds. Almost a full minute longer,” he remarked.  

I scowled, still trying to catch my breath and get my body to stop shaking. “Only because you held me in a death grip.” 

His smile faltered; LED flickering yellow. He laid a gentle hand on my leg, standing up and looking closer at me. “Did I hurt you? I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me. I won’t-” 

“I’m fine, Connor. Everything is fine. I just wasn’t expecting it,” I explained, feeling a bit bad for my harshness. 

I watched Connor’s LED flicker red for a brief moment, turning yellow again. “Abby, please be honest with me. If I’ve hurt you in any way, please tell me.” 

I leaned forward, wrapping my arms around Connor’s neck and tugging him into a hug. He reciprocated, his arms pulling me close. I buried my face against his chest, feeling his chin against my scalp. I could feel his breath, his chest moving in shallow breaths.  

“You could never hurt me, Connor. I know that you never would. You’re a good person. And besides, sometimes you can hurt people during sex as long as they’re cool with it,” I said quietly. 

Connor pulled back, his brows raised in surprise. “What? Humans do that?” 

I laughed and nodded, making a motion towards my discarded sweatpants. “Yeah, of course. I had a friend who carved her initials into her boyfriend's back with a knife.” 

Red light glowed from Connor’s temple as he reached down and grabbed my sweatpants. His LED swiveled to yellow as he stared at my pants confused. “Not to change the subject, I am interested, but where are your underwear?” 

I grabbed the pants, sliding off the washing machine and putting them on. I cringed at the crunch they made from being soaked and then frozen. “As if I was worried about underwear when the FBI was pounding on the door at the ass crack of dawn.” 

“Dawn was at seven thirty-one this morning. The FBI knocked on your door at four forty-seven. And you didn’t know it was FBI,” Connor corrected. “So, why did you not put on underwear?” 

I groaned, looking up at him and crossing my arms. “As much as I’d love to stand here and answer your interrogation questions, there’s more pressing matters at hand. We have to get back to Markus at the church without getting caught and I have no shoes.” 

“Two for two on that one,” Connor teased, clearly trying to relate to humans, before picking me up. 

[mysticalsoot]

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[rosehathawhey]

THE YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS Season 50, Episode 161 | Aired May 19, 2023

[doe-earth-n]

These are the links for the Season 5 episodes of Highlander for reference to the final season arc of Defenders Chronicles Highlander. You'll have to copy and paste some of these to watch. Brace yourself for a wild ride. Don't ask me why the episodes had different titles, we'd probably have to go back in time and ask the showrunners themselves. For good measure, ask, "Why Richie?"

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https://archive.org/details/highlander-the-series-detelecined/Season+5/Highlander+-+5X06+-+Dramatic+License-6.m4v (Money No Object, an Amanda episode)

https://archive.org/details/highlander-the-series-detelecined/Season+5/Highlander+-+5X07+-+Money+No+Object-7.m4v (Haunted)

https://archive.org/details/highlander-the-series-detelecined/Season+5/Highlander+-+5X09+-+Little+Tin+God-9.m4v (The Messenger)

https://archive.org/details/highlander-the-series-detelecined/Season+5/Highlander+-+5X11+-+The+Valkyrie-11.m4v (Comes a Horsemen)

(Revelation 6:8)

https://archive.org/details/highlander-the-series-detelecined/Season+5/Highlander+-+5X13+-+Revelation+68+(2)-13.m4v (The Ransom of Richard Redstone)

https://archive.org/details/highlander-the-series-detelecined/Season+5/Highlander+-+5X14+-+The+Ransom+Of+Richard+Redstone-14.m4v (Duende)

(Forgive Us Our Trepass)

(The Modern Prometheus)

(Archangel - spoilers for Defenders Chronicles Highlander finale - Richie's fate is different than here)

https://youtu.be/8_dRbJdb1oQ?si=_20Z_1MaijbuaC7Y

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https://archive.org/details/highlander-the-series-detelecined/Season+6/Highlander+-+6X02+-+Armageddon+(3)-2.m4v