#littman

[50tillmyribsshow]

Why have I never seen a single post abt Katie Douglas on here, she’s so tumblr 2014 coded. not even Abby littman (her in Ginny and Georgia) who is literally a Mia (may also Ana idkk). I love hr sm!!

[bumblesimagines]

i've been in love with you since the day we met. there. i said it. happy now?

Ginny Miller

i've been in love with you since the day we met. there. i said it. happy now?

Pronouns: He/Him/His, M!Reader

Ginny hated the crushing weight of realizing her crush would never like her back. It was a feeling she'd grown accustomed to since the moment her little mind had been able to process things like attraction. She couldn't help her feelings, always getting a crush on some guy just because he smiled, was kind, or just showed her the smallest bit of attention. It was frustrating, and embarrassing, watching them choose girls who looked like her polar opposite: tall, blonde, skinny, married parents, stable household, suburban white picket fence lifestyle. The pretty popular girls who looked perfect at every given moment. They didn't have to worry about struggling to control their hair or having to deal with their mom disrupting their life by moving from place to place or not getting to see their dad as often as they wanted. 

For a split, brief moment, she thought Wellsbury would be different. Sure, the residents were painfully white and looked too upbeat to be real people, but she'd found a group of friends that made her feel at home and had managed to land her first boyfriend. Sweet, considerate, attentive Hunter Chen. The perfect guy. He came from a good family, shared mutual friends, and was everything anyone could ever need or want in a boyfriend.

Except... Hunter wasn't the guy who'd first caught her eye when she arrived at Wellsbury High School and made her stomach turn to mush.

That spot had been taken up by (Y/N) Sanchez, the longtime friend of the Baker twins and brother to Sophie, the so-called 'hottest girl in school'. Ginny had the pleasure of meeting him at lunch when he'd gone back and forth in playful banter with Max and made Ginny feel more than welcome at their table. Hunter had been there too and while she blushed when he brushed off Max's semi-insensitive rambling, the spark just hadn't been the same.

She thought she'd get over it when Hunter asked her out but with her nearly always over at Max's place and (Y/N) and Marcus practically joined at the hip, her crush only worsened. And it absolutely didn't help that (Y/N) enjoyed being affectionate with his friends. An arm over Jordan's shoulders, piggyback rides with Abby, letting Max use his lap as a seat, playful drunk flirting with Brodie and Marcus. It'd taken a couple weeks before it started with Ginny. Hugs from behind, casual arm around her shoulder, the playfights and wrestling over snatched phones or beer bottles.

And then, it happened. 

M.A.N.G had gathered together at Max's place for a get-together with just the girls to gossip, chit-chat, and relax without the rowdy boys interfering with their stupid jokes or teasing. Ginny had settled down comfortably on Max's bed with a laptop resting over her outstretched legs as she searched for a movie they could watch. Nora and Abby arrived looking extremely pleased and an excited Nora couldn't help but spill out the news. 

(Y/N) had officially asked Abby out after years of flirting. 

Ginny had been crushed, to say the least, and barely paid any attention to the movies chosen while she thought back on each interaction he and Abby shared throughout her time knowing them. She'd never seen their closeness as something with flirtatious undertones but she supposed (Y/N) always teased Abby more than the others. 

From then on, her mood had considerably soured and it was beginning to be noticeable. She couldn't help it. Jealousy bubbled up in her chest and spread throughout her body whenever she saw the two together. She became snappier and standoffish, especially whenever the relationship was brought up and cooed over. Even Hunter had begun lightly questioning her, asking if everything was alright at home with Georgia and Austin. 

Ginny groaned softly under her breath and slammed the locker closed. She almost flinched at the person whose face had been hidden by it but her surprise was quickly washed away by a fluttery feeling in her stomach. (Y/N) flashed his pearly whites at her and arched a brow as he glanced between her and the locker. 

"What'd the locker do to you?"

"Nothing," She answered, slipping her backpack strap over her shoulder and shrugging. "Just... woke up on the wrong side of the bed." 

"Think you need to put your bed against the wall then, Gin and tonic. You've been bitchy all week and it's making Hunter think he pissed you off." (Y/N) pushed himself off the lockers and slipped an arm around her shoulders, tugging her close to his side as they headed down the hall. Ginny tried not to think about how perfectly she fit against him, like the last piece in a puzzle slotting right in. "What's going on, my little cocktail? Did Hunter try giving you a private tap dance class?"

Ginny giggled and lifted her hand to stifle it, the uneasiness that'd settled in her muscles slipping away. "No, he didn't. It's not him. I just..." She trailed off, the nerves flooding her system making her feel as if her guts were being twisted violently. She cleared her throat. "It's nothing, I swear. Having a bad day is all."

"You're a shit liar, Gin." 

"I'm not lying-"

"Yeah, you are. You can tell me what's going on, you know. I won't tell anyone if you don't want me to, I promise." He assured her, giving her arm a reassuring squeeze. Ginny dug her teeth into the inside of her cheek and shook her head, brushing his arm off her shoulder and quickening her pace.

Before she could round the corner and try making a subtle break for it, a hand clamped around her forearm and dragged her into an empty classroom. (Y/N) planted himself in the doorway and crossed his arms, staring at her expectantly. Ginny pursed her lips and took a deep breath through her nose. Now or never.

"I've been in love with you since the day we met. I like Hunter but only as a good friend and- and I don't think you and Abby should date. She's a great friend but she can be mean and aloof and- and I hardly see you dating someone like her. I thought I could break up with Hunter and confess to you but then you got with Abby and I just- I... I can't handle it. I can't handle seeing you with her. I'm sorry, I can't..." She blurted out. "There. I said it. Happy now?"

[imlesshere]

the feminine urge to dye my hair pink after a minor inconvenience

[thebisexualdogdad]

Was wondering if you could write one where Abby is always on readers lap and if has become so frequent that the group don’t even reserve a seat for Abby? (You can obviously add more, I know si pretty vague, have a lovely day 🫶🏻)

Abby Littman x GN!reader

● yours and Abby's love language is physical touch

● you're even more annoyingly affectionate than Norah and Jordan

● and Abby is basically always sitting in your lap

● at the lunch table

● at your hang out spot in the hallway

● on the couch in Brodies basement

● at parties

● she would literally sit in your lap during class if she could

● and she did try once but Mrs. Griffins threatened to give you guys detention if she didn't go back to her actual seat

● your friends don't even bother to save a seat for her anymore because they know if you're there your lap will be her seat

● she's so tiny you can easily fit together in small spaces like a booth at the Cafe

● Joe just stares at you guys from across the room "are they ever… not like that?"

● Ginny "nope and be happy they aren't as handsy here as they are at school"

● you even study together with her in your lap

● her mom will go to her room and find you guys at her desk, Abby in your lap while you're both working on your assignments

● she's just like 'am I supposed to be breaking this up??'

● the librarian has also tried to give you guys detention for doing this in the library

● she gets annoyed the moment you two walk inside the library because she already knows how you'll be studying

● during parties her sitting in your lap always turns to shamelessly making out not caring who's around

● Max will throw an empty solo cup at your head to try to break it up

● "will you two get a room"

● "don't mind if we do" and you just pick Abby up and carry her somewhere for more privacy

[augustvandyne]

OMG YOU WRITE OF GINNY AND GEORGIA! PLS IM BEGGING WRITE A MAX BAKER X FEM READER!

Sorry for the aggression… No one writes for her🥲

Maybe like R is Ginnys sister (different mom) but she never knew her mom bc she dropped her off at Zions w a note and a DNA test or something. Maybe she does online school bc she’s always travelling w Zion then she moves with him and goes over to see Ginny, Georgia and Austin bc Georgia was always basically her mom.

She then had her first day at school and meets Max and they both have gay panic and stutter bc yk gay.

Then later Ginny takes her to sit w her friends and Max is talking about this girl she ran into and swears she’s in love and R is just sitting next to Ginny on the end of the table waiting for her to notice she’s there. And she only notices when Ginny asks what the girl’s name was and Max is like, “CRAP! I WAS JUST RAMBLING AND NEVER ASKED HER NAME! SHE KNEW MINE BUT I WOULDN’T SHUT UP TO LEG HER SPEAK! Oh god🥲” and bangs her head on the lunch table and R is like, “My names y/n Miller btw” and Max just slowly lifts her head, and everyone is like ‘how did she not notice the person sitting right mf there! although very max’ then she’s like “I do enjoy the rambling though, it’s cute” then everyone is like ‘oh SHES the girl’ and start laughing at Max. R after saying this gets up and sees her friends from one of her classes and goes to max giving max her phone open on contacts so max can put in her number but she’s just broken. Abby snatches the phone and is like ‘sorry i think you broke her’ and outs in the number. R smirks and kisses Max’s cheek before going off with her other friends.

When she’s out of ear shot Max starts yelling at Ginny, “YOU NEVER TOLD ME YOU WERE RELATED TO A HOT, SAPPHIC MILK CHOCOLATE GODDESS😭 WTF GINNY! I LET UOU DATE MY BROTHER AND YOU DONT EVEN SAY ANYTHING ABOUT YOUR HOT SISTER!”

omg i actually love this. the aggression is very much needed! no one writes for our girl maxine.. she needs the love.

sorry this took me so long.. haha. don’t be afraid to request more. i promise not to take as long this time.

Gay Panic

When you found out you would be moving to Wellsbury for a while, you were through the roof excited.

You hadn’t seen Ginny, Georgia or Austin in a while, and you were beginning to miss your family! A few days after you’d arrived, your dad enrolled you in Wellsbury High School.

Ginny immediately introduced you to her friends. She introduced you to Abby, Norah, and a group of boys that you could care less about.

Your first class happened to be a drama class, where you met Maxine Baker. She drew you in with her vibrant colors and extroverted personality.

The teacher wanted to do an exercise to start out the class, in which the class paired up and acted out a scene of a play of their choice. Max loved the class, but she had no friends in it.

A new face had her intrigued and so she partnered with you.

You suggested Romeo and Juliet—because you can’t go wrong with it. Max stuttered and reluctantly agreed. She tried to get out that you should do the balcony scene, but it came out as a blubbering mess.

The first time you open your mouth, a similar things happen. Red tints your brown cheeks, as you make a fool of yourself.

Normally you can keep your cool around cute girls, but this girl is different. She’s confident and knows what she wants.

The two of you laugh off the stuttering and blushing Max grabs a book off the shelf so the two of you can act out the scene. You lean in close to her and can smell whatever perfume she decided to spray.

The close proximity has both of you blushing again.

Both of you mess up and stutter so much neither of you even finish the exercise before the teacher pulls everyone in to assign the work for the day.

The rest of your first morning is just as exciting. It’s followed by two other classes—art and study hall, where you meet some other girls. After study hall you follow Ginny to the cafeteria where you sit at a table filled with the same faces you saw this morning.

And Maxine.

You are surprised to see her at the table. But it makes sense. All the girls are more quiet than Max, which makes you believe she’s the leader.

Especially because she’s leading the conversation right now.

“So we are like acting the scene out, right, because I swear that our drama teacher hates me,” Max talks fast. “But anyway, we’re acting it out and I swear- I’m in love.”

“What happened to, uh, what’s her name?” Abby chews on a fry as she tries to come up with the name of the girl Max was all about the week before.

“Oh, I’m over her.”

“Already?” Norah barks out a laugh. “That was fast.”

Max glares at her.

“So this girl,” Brodie shrugs. “She hot or what?”

“Uh, gorgeous!” Max shakes her hands all around like she’s have a seizure. “She’s mixed, and kind of looks like Ginny. But she is the prettiest girl I’ve ever met. Like ever.”

“What was her name again?” Ginny rests her elbows on the table.

“Crap,” Max’s face falls. “I was rambling and stuttering and blushing so hard I forgot to ask her what her name was. I told her mine but I didn’t ask. Oh my God. I want to die now. I’m never going to speak to her again.”

As the girl bangs her head on the table, you reach your hand over Ginny and say, “I’m Y/N Miller, by the way.”

Abby’s mouth drops open and she laughs, “Max.. how did you not see her.”

Max is frozen in place. She isn’t blinking, talking, or breathing for that matter. She looks like she might cry.

“Um, are you okay?”

“Don’t worry, she does this all the time,” Ginny waves it off.

“What? Falls in love with girls she just meets?” You laugh awkwardly.

“Has gay panics,” Norah clarified.

“Ah,” You retreat your hand.

Jordan and Abby laugh at Max, whom is still frozen in place.

“Do you think if we nudge her she’ll tip over?” Abby jokes.

“Max, breathe,” Ginny places her hand on Max’s shoulder.

“Thank you for complimenting my looks,” You flash a bright smile. “And I enjoyed the rambling, it’s very cute.”

You see a few girls from your art class and get up to go say hi, stopping near Max, who then takes a deep breath and begins blinking again.

“Here,” you place your phone in her hand and she just blinks up at you. “Put your number in. Your cute. We should meet up some time.”

Abby leans across the table and puts the number in the contacts app, “I think you broke her.”

You smirk and grab your phone out of the redheads hand. You drop the phone into the back pocket of your jeans. Leaning down, you plop a kiss on Max’s cheek.

Max’s eyes widen and she waits for your to be out of earshot before grilling Ginny.

“Virginia Miller! How could you not tell me you were sisters with a hot, sapphic, greek god?!” Max starts freaking out. “What the F?! I let you date my brother and you gate-keep your beautifully gorgeous sister??”

Ginny just chuckles. “She has that effect on people.”

“You better text her,” Norah threatens. “Or I will.”

And Jordan doesn’t even protest.

[melswifeasf]

Safest in your arms series

Pairing: Georgia Miller x Fem!OC

Summary: Samantha Baker had never really been in love, she just never had the time. she was too busy being the perfect daughter and trying to make her parents proud. until a certain blonde woman moved in across the street.

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Part one: A blonde woman moved in across the street, little did Samantha know she'd be turning her life upside down.

Part two: Samantha tries to take her mind off a certain blonde.

Part three: it’s Samantha’s 18th birthday meaning she’s finally legal…

Part four: Samantha confesses what happened between her and Georgia.

Part five: sophomore sleepover isn’t at all how Samantha and Georgia expected it to be.

Part six: Georgia and Samantha continue their smoke seshs

Part seven: Samantha and Georgia go on a late night drive which leads to more.

Part eight: a late night of getting to know each other.

Part nine: unfinished business is tended between Samantha and Georgia.

Part ten: fall fest was supposed to be a fun activity for Samantha but it turned into nothing but a huge disappointment.

[crackships-and-manips]

Hero Fiennes-Tiffin and Katie Douglas

[wrongspacetime]

Abby & Max GINNY & GEORGIA | 2.05 Latkes Are Lit

[thatkidconfusedbouttheirgender]

Slow and Steady Wins the Heart

Abby littman x reader

Warnings: Suggestive ?, slight angst if you squint, make out stopped, fluff

You slide your hands up Abby's back as you kiss, feeling the warmth of her body against yours. Your heart is racing, and you can feel hers beating just as fast. You've been here before, in this very same bed, making out with Abby after school. But this time, something feels different. This time, you think y'all can take things further. Further than just some heavy groping. You want to go all the way.

As you continue to kiss her, you slide your hands down to her inner thighs, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from her. But instead of relaxing into your touch like she normally would, she freezes up. You can feel her tense up under your fingers, and you immediately assume that something is wrong.

"Are you okay?" you ask, pulling back to look at her.

She hesitates for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, I'm fine," she says, but her voice is strained.

Since you've never been good at reading people, you just trust her and take her word for it. So you continue kissing her, hoping that she'll relax into your touch.

But as you move your hands back up her body, Abby tenses up again. This time, you can't ignore it. You pull back and look at her, concern etched on your face.

"Abby, what's wrong?" you ask gently.

For a moment, she doesn't respond. But then she takes a deep breath and looks up at you, her hands fidgeting with her sleeves.

"I'm sorry," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "It just seems like this is going in a certain direction, and I'm not sure I'm ready for all of that."

"It's okay," you say, grabbing and stilling her hands. "We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with."

Abby buries her face in your chest, resting her thoughts for a second. You hold her close, feeling the warmth of her body against yours.

After a few minutes, she pulls back and looks up at you, guilt written across her face.

"I'm sorry," she says again. "You seemed really excited, and I tried to be ready. I really tried."

"You have nothing to be sorry about. I only ever want to do whatever you're completely okay with. And if you just want to take it slow, then I just want to take it slow." you say.

She smiles up at you, then lays her head back down against your chest. You turn on her tv and pull the covers over both of you. Y'all both drift off into a peaceful sleep, waking up hours later with the tv playing some night time cartoon.

[drcardiobear]

These are a few of my favorite things…

[the-gone-ton]

I've never seen a Littman Jewelers that looks like that. This location apparently opened in 1994, but that decor package must be way older than that. It closed in January 2020, shortly before the whole chain was closed.

[thesecretgossipdiary]

↳ request: oblivious crush ft. kaylee bryant & katie douglas

[kent-farm]

—Clark Kent, Superman and Lois

[thebisexualdogdad]

can you write abby littman x reader where they are making out, about to have sex but abby isnt in the mood that night but she doesnt want to upset y/n. y/n notices she isnt reacting like usual so he stops it and they just talk and cuddle for the rest of the night.

Abby Littman x GN!reader

It's Friday night and since your parents had gone out for dinner with their work friends you of course invited Abby over for some Netflix and chill to take advantage of the empty house.

You put on your favorite show and at some point during the second episode it turns into background noise as you're now on top of Abby making out with her on the couch.

She's laid back while you kiss down her neck, fingertips teasing her hips where her shirt has ridden up.

A moan comes from her lips but it didn't sound quite like the ones she would usually let out when you guys were in this position, maybe you just hadn't gotten her turned on enough yet?

You shrug it off and keep going, tugging her shirt over her head and dropping it to the floor, palming her chest through her bra while your lips trace along her collarbone and down to her stomach.

Once again she moans but it seems to be more for show than a genuine reaction to what you're doing and her hips are oddly still when normally they would be rutting against you for friction.

"Are you okay?" You ask, sitting up on your knees.

"Yeah I'm fine, keep going," she nods.

"Your tone doesn't sound like you're fine, if you don't want to have sex we don't have to," you tell her calmly.

"No I want to have sex," she replies, attempting to unbutton her jeans but you stop her.

"Abby please, I can tell something's up," you say taking her hands in yours.

"I uh, guess I'm just not really in the mood to have sex right now," she finally admits, looking away nervously not wanting to see you disappointed.

"That's okay," you smile to her surprise, "why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I didn't want to upset you," she says shyly.

"You will never upset me by telling me you aren't in the mood to have sex," you say grabbing her shirt from the floor and handing it to her, "I never want you to feel like you have to do something you don't want to do just for my sake."

She sits back up, putting her shirt on as you go to the kitchen to get more snacks before you resume watching the show.

Settling down on the couch next to her again you hand her the bag of chips you grabbed and throw the blanket over your laps, rewinding the episode back to where you first got distracted.

"I'm sorry I ruined your plans for Netflix and chilling," she says resting her head on your shoulder.

"You didn't ruin anything, Netflix and cuddling is just as good," you say kissing the top of her head.

When your parents return home a few hours later they find both of you fast asleep on the couch, Abby in your arms and the 'are you still watching?' box popped up on the screen.

[augustvandyne]

thank you! so for the abby Littman x f reader, could you make it an established relationship pls?

just a bunch of fluff between them. r always holding her, cuddling her, etc. (and abby does those to r too) can you add cuddles while facing each other and kisses too

maybe add some angst too? but not angst between them two, but rather situations around them? like maybe when abby was getting ghosted by max and co. and or the deal w abbys parents

thank you so much! have a great day ! : ) <<<333

I was just wondering if you could also add like kissing and rubbing her legs/thighs too..if that makes sense..?

not in like an sort of sexual way, but more comfort? like telling her she's beautiful and all, yk? especially after stupid press😒

yes, i’m sorry it took so long to write this and any other requests that are currently pending!

okay, please enjoy, and keep sending reqs!

kisses

Oh, you hated her friends. You were never big fans of the girls. And now, because of a little misunderstanding, they were ghosting your girl for something that wasn’t even her fault, really.

Then on top of that, Abbys parents were total assholes. I don’t think we even need to discuss the reasons!

But you were always there, waiting for her on the sidelines like an amazing girlfriend.

Today was especially bad, because on top of her friends, and her parents, there was also Press. He’d make fun of her about taping her legs, and it was uncalled for. If you weren’t half his size you would probably go at him.

As soon as the two of you had laid down to cuddle for a nap, Abby had burst into tears. It took her almost an hour to stop and to tell you what was wrong, and the whole time you were doing whatever you could.

Typically when this would happen, you would rub her back, tell her everything would be okay, and of course give her small kisses. And that’s exactly what you did this time, too.

The tight hold around your torso begins to loosen, and that’s how you know the tears and dying down, and that it’s okay to start asking questions.

“What happened Abby?” You could tell today was worse and that it wasn’t just her parents and the girls. There was more pain in her eyes, and you hated to see it.

She opens her mouth to reply, but then shuts it.

“It’s okay, take your time,” You wipe her tears and plant a kiss on her head. “You are beautiful, Abby, I promise.”

“But, Press—“

“I don’t give a shit was Press said, or what Max said, or what your parents said. The only thing that matters is what I say, right?” You tilt your head, a lump forming in your throat from the condition all these people have put her in.

Abby nodded.

“Good, good,” You give a smile, but it doesn’t reach your eyes. And it probably won’t until you see Abby happy and smiling again.

Abby is lying on her side, so you have easy access to her thighs, and you can tell she didn’t tape them today.

Truth be told, you preferred her when she had no tape, and everything was just her. That’s why you were with her—for her.

She’s wearing leggings today, so there would be no reason for her to use the tape—not that there is a reason regardless, she’s beautiful the way she is! But Press made fun of her even if she wasn’t wearing it, and you knew it.

“I love you, Abs,” You rub her thighs in a reassuring way, rather than a sexual way. “You don’t need the tape, okay? Remember what we just said? Say it with me. Nobody matters—“

“But you,” Abby finished for you, a small smile playing your lips.

“Exactly,” You look at her sympathetically. How could so many people cause so much hurt to such a small girl? “Let me take care of you.”

She takes it just the way you were hoping. She didn’t think for a second you were being sexual, because you would never take advantage of her when she was in such a state.

She knew you only wanted to comfort her, and that’s exactly what you did.

You were the only person she ever really felt comfortable being naked around, she she let you take her leggings off to you could rub and kiss her thighs.

You rub her right leg while placing a few kisses on her left thigh before speaking again, “I love you more than anything, Abby. Please don’t let them hurt you. I can’t bare to see you so distraught. But if you need to cry again, I’m always here, baby.”

You continue to kiss her thighs until she says enough, and leans down to kiss you.

“I feel better, thank you,” Abby smiles.

“I’m glad to hear it,” You beam. You place more kisses all around her face—her forehead, cheeks, chin, everywhere.

You spend the rest of the night binge watching your guys new favorite show.