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m0onberry222 · 3 months ago

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just watched the notebook for the first time…do not touch me i am ILL.

(i need the book IMMEDIATELY.)

#m0onberry222 #m0onberry177 #m0ony #moonberry222 #teenage angst #the notebook #what the fuck I’m sad now #I NEED THE BOOK #The notebook movie #noah calhoun #allie hamilton #sobbing #sobbinf #why did my boyfriend allow me to do this on my period

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jes3icasriley · 2 days ago

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In another life

The last of us x the notebook AU

Paring - Abby Anderson (Noah) x fem!reader (Allie)

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Chapter 1: The Summer that Changed Everything

it was a dark warm summer day when Abby first saw you, standing near some bumper cars at the fair. You were surrounded by your friends, your laughter floating in the air, carefree and full of life. Abby really couldn’t take her eyes off of you. It wasn’t just the way you carried yourself—confident, but somehow still relaxed. The way your eyes sparked at the lights, the way you smiled without a care, and the way you held yourself like you had everything figured out. To Abby, you were everything.

She wasn’t usually one to get all starry-eyed over someone she just met. In fact, she’d always been the one to keep her distance, the one who did the pursing. But there was something magnetic about you, something that made her heart race a little faster the longer she watched from afar.

Manny noticed her trace-like state, nudging her elbow. “Dude, your drooling all over her,” he teased, his voice light but but knowing.

Abby snapped out her “trace”, glaring at him with a mix of annoyance and embarrassment. “Shut up, Manny,” she muttered, trying to keep her gaze back to the ground. “I’m not drooling.”

“Yeah okay.” Manny laughed, bumping his shoulder into hers. “Just go talk to her, man. She’s just…. y’know over there playing ring toss, looking like she’s having the time of her life.”

“I—“ Abby hesitated, unsure what to say. “I don’t even know her name.”

“Y/n,” Manny said, his tone dropping to something more serious. “Her family is loaded. They’re here for the summer or something, staying in that big mansion over by the lake. You really don’t know her?”

Abby’s brow furrowed as she turned back toward the fairgrounds. She could see you now, laughing with your friends after winning a stuffed animal. She couldn’t help the way her heart skipped. It was like the universe had thrown you into her path, and she wasn’t sure what to do about it.

“No, I don’t know her,” Abby said, her voice low, almost to herself. “But I think I want to.”

Manny snorted, clearly entertained by his friends behavior. “I’ll give you a heads up—she doesn’t seem like your type, Abby. But if you’re serious about this, go for it.”

Abby didn’t even notice Manny walking away until he was out of earshot. She was too busy watching you as you tossed the ring onto the bottle, your eyes narrowing with focus, your lips curling into a grin as you words “you won!” Appeared at the top of the screen.

“Maybe,” Abby muttered to herself, “this summer is gonna be a lot more interesting than I thought.”

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Later that evening, after Abby had managed to work up enough courage to walk over to the bumper cars, she spotted you again on the way. You were just stepping off the ride, laughing and brushing a loose stand of hair from your face. Abby’s heart seemed to skip a beat as she stood there, frozen for a second too long. She had no idea what she was doing, but her feet moved on their own.

“Hey!” Abby called out, her voice more nervous than she’d intended, it didn’t stop her from pushing forward though. “You just got off the bunker cars, right? You, uh, having fun?”

You turned to face her, and for the briefest moment, Abby could’ve sworn the world stopped spinning. The way your eyes grazed at her face— your eyes tracing her facial features. That was enough to make Abby’s heart race. You smiled, a playful glint in your eyes.

“Yeah,” you said, your voice light and friendly. “You were watching me? I thought I saw you earlier.” You raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued but not entirely thrown off by Abby’s sudden appearance.

“Uh, yeah,” Abby stammered, feeling a blush creeping up her neck. “I mean, not… not in a creepy way or anything. I just… um, saw you win the ring toss earlier. That was impressive.”

You laughed, clearly amused by her awkwardness. “It’s just a game,” you shrugged, but the smile on your face told Abby everything she needed to know. You were warm, approachable, and you had no idea what you were doing to her.

“I’m Abby,” she managed to say, trying to force some confidence into her voice. “I just—“

“Y/n,” you interrupted with a grin, offering her hand, “nice to meet you, Abby.”

She took your hand, the contact sending a shockwave through her that she wasn’t prepared for. “So, uh,” Abby started, her mind racing for something else to say. “You, uh, you come here often?”

It was a terrible line, and she knew it. She could feel herself cringing inside, but you didn’t seem to mind. You just smiled wider, shaking your head.

“Nope, just here for the summer,” you replied easily. “My family has a house nearby, so we come down to the fair whenever we can.”

Abby nodded, trying to focus. “I didn’t realize this was your thing. The fair, I mean. You seem like someone who’s into other… things.” She immediately regretted the words as soon as they left her mouth, but to her surprise, you laughed.

“Well, you’d be right,” you said with a smirk. “But I’m here for the summer, so why not enjoy a little nostalgia while I can?”

Abby grinned, relieved that she hadn’t totally embarrassed herself. “Well, if you’re up for it, maybe you’d let me show you around some of the other booths. I’m pretty good at the games here.”

“Oh really?” You raised an eyebrow, amused. “You think you can beat me at the ring toss?”

Abby smirked. “I’m better than you think.”