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#Abby Cameron
g-girlshavingfun · 2 months
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Abby: That shirt looks great Joe.
Joe: Thanks.
Abby: But I bet it would look even better on Rachel’s floor.
Rachel: Are you hitting on Joe… for me?
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cammie-morgan-goode · 8 months
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It would be fun to see you write about Abby's pregnancy, like her cravings, her mood swings and how townsend dealt with it!
There is so much that goes into having a baby and starting a family. There really is no handbook or guide that can truly prepare you for having a tiny human. A tiny human that you are now responsible for every second of the day.
Abby and Townsend weren’t planning on having a kid. It just happened. One day Abby was out in the field, dodging bullets trying to hop on a train in Russia and she stopped dead in the middle of the train car to throw up on her attacker. Townsend didn’t stop laughing about it for days.
So now here she was, lying in the small bed of their apartment in Williamsburg, two hours from Roseville, wanting nothing but a chicken sandwich with pickles. Her growing stomach was also grumbling so loud, she thought it was going to make the bed shake. It also didn’t help that this was the third time she’d had to get up to pee.
Townsend was passed out beside her, having been up since 3 that very morning. He just got back from a mission near Cape Henry, close to home in case she needed him. Thankfully he wasn’t jet lagged like the time he had to fly from Africa to Scotland.
Abby didn’t want to wake him up but man, was she hungry. And the more she thought about it, the better vanilla ice cream sounded. And the more potato chips crushed up on top, the better it seemed. Her stomach growled even louder at the thought.
She was only three and a half months along and these babies were giving her and Townsend a run for their money. She chewed on her lip and huffed. Vanilla ice cream with crushed potato chips, drizzled with that Smucker’s peanut butter hard shell stuff that you can only find at Harris Teeter, a local grocery store. Her stomach grumbled, making her sigh again.
“If you do that again, I am liable to throw a pillow at you, Abigail,” a British accent sounded through the night.
Abby jumped and rolled her eyes. “It’s not my fault your children are hungry,”
Townsend groans and blinks his tired eyes open. He turns to his side and spots the clock on the side table. “Abby, it’s 2:17 in the morning,” he states, sitting up on his elbows, his voice thick with sleep. He rubs his eyes with his hands, a sigh making it’s way from his throat.
Abby bites her lip. His voice is deeper when he’s tired and it sends her stomach into knots that have nothing to do with the babies inside her. She struggles to sit up. “I’ll just go myself,” she says, propping herself up on her elbows too.
Townsend’s hand shoots out, touching her arm. He sits up fully. “Don’t even think about it, woman.” He orders, his voice cold. Anyone else would mistake it for him being controlling but Abby saw it for what it really was. Love. “What do the little monsters want now?” He questions, biting back a yawn.
Abby grins and launches into a description of ice cream and toppings and potato chips. She’s animated, wide awake with cravings. She uses her hands vividly, making sure Townsend knows exactly what it is his babies want at two in the morning.
Townsend yawns and nods, slipping out of bed. He kisses Abby on the forehead, whispering a goodbye to the babes in her stomach, and grabs his keys. He’s out before Abby can even say pepperoni pizza.
Townsend knows that Abby will be asleep by the time he gets back but he doesn’t mind. Sure, he’s tired but he would do anything for her. So he makes sure to put the ice cream in the freezer, with the hard shell topping right next to it, front and center.
He’d do anything for the two little ones in his wife’s stomach. He’d burn the world down if it meant it would keep them safe. Forever.
(Written by: @cammie-morgan-goode)
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depressedwetnapkin · 1 year
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Gallagher Girls and Their Food Crimes
Cammie: Eats popcorn without salt or butter
Bex: Made a steak out of A1 sauce and then made the actual steak into the sauce
Liz: Texas Pete's on eggs
Macey: Salad with no dressing if any sort
Tina: Ate a banana. Sideways. With the peel.
Eva: Eats cupcakes by licking off all the frosting and then eating the cake
Courtney: Worships Chick-fil-A sauce
Mick: Pickels. On pizza.
Kim Lee: Bites string cheese instead of tearing it
Anna: Melts cheese in a bowl and eats it with a spoon when she's too lazy to make actual food
Zach: Eats the weird bread with the seeds in it
Grant: Will and has eaten anything available (to be fair, the grilled cheese had been under the bed for only a few days)
Jonas: Eats the dark dark chocolate (the type that's probably used in interrogations)
Rachel: Self explanatory
Abby: Ate an entire baguette sideways
Matt: Dips his pizza in honey mustard
Joe: Dips his pizza in barbecue sauce
Townsend: Has no taste buds whatsoever
Catherine: Has an obsession with sour apple flavored candy
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Abby and Towsend talk like adults
There was a loud knocking at her door. She looked at the clock 12am. She thought that maybe if she did answer the person would just give up and go away. Instead the knocking got louder.
She opened it and none other than Edward Townsend was standing there. She wasn't in the mood to deal with him.
"If you keep knocking like that your going to wake the  faculty staff. Go to your own bed, Edward."
He walked past her into her suite knocking her on her shoulder as he went.
"Hey, this is my space and you can't just come barging in here and----"
His lips found hers. Strong and soft and sure. She was caught off guard for the smallest of moments. What the hell was wrong with her. She didn't want him like this, she wouldn't just forget. They had their fair share of fights but she wasn't about to get carried away in passion to let this one blow over. She needed clarity. He had told her the story but something was missing.
She put a hand on his chest slowly pushing away. He looked at her like he knew exactly what she was doing.
"Nuh uh. I'm not doing this. You can't just do this. We need to talk. Something I know you're not a fan of but if you want to stay with me your going to get better at it."
He put his hands on his hips and stared at her. "You barely talk with me. Even after I explained and we "made up".  Plus  you're not exactly the essence of great communication."
She rolled her eyes. Starting to get angry again. She couldn't help herself.
"You have a SON. An 18 year old with a literally terrorist. The woman who has been making it her personal business to torment my family. You think I'm just going to forget that you DIDNT TELL ME?!"
"So much for you being worried about waking the other faculty Abigail."
"Get out"
"No."
"Get the hell out of my face."
"Not until we talk, really talk, I said I was sorry. I don't really know how to get to you right now"
She looked in his deep blue eyes, as serious as ever. She didn't want to forgive him but he kept coming back to her somehow so maybe all of those crazy feelings she has had for him mean something.
She grabbed his arm and yanked him to the tiny couch. She shoved him to one end and she sat on the other. Knees crossed and arms folded.
"When did it start"
"Abby, I already told you," 
"No. When did it start."
"I was young, and foolish, and I thought at one point that I loved her. We worked together briefly, on a CIA/MI6 exchange.
We were handling sensitive materials and she was using me to get my Intel. Not that she ever heard it from me, more like my office.
We slept together on and off for about a year. Towards the end of that year i was suspicious about us and she finally tipped her hat like the crazy woman that she is.  It's been over ever since. I really didn't know. You've heard that before though. So what is that your looking for?" 
She took it all in. She had heard that before. Why did it feel like she needed something else? Security. She needed security.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were with her?"
He scoffed and dragged his hand down his face.
"Becuase it wasn't my proudest moment and I know how much you hate her and I---didn't want to push you away or lose what I have with you. Although now that you found out this way it's not seemingly hopeful either."
Abby couldn't help herself, she uncrossed her arms and scooted closer.
"Ya it was pretty stupid of you, but I don't think I'm ready to be done. Do you have any other crap things you need to own up to?"
He looked at her and smirked. "Even if there was anything left, you jumped straight into the deep end on the worst things Edward Townsend ever did."
"I believe you. I really care about you but I'm tired of our on and off again thing. This whole back and forth thing is hurting more now a days. I'm sick of it."
"What are you proposing, Abby?"
"I don't know. What am I to you? I thought we were more serious this time Edward. You didn't tell me that you were with her and then we have the added bomb that you fricken procreated with that woman."
"Abby, I'm sorry. I care about you. Seriously. I don't want to loose you over this but I'm getting so tired of having this conversation with you. What is that your looking for from me?"
She looked at him. She couldn't help herself, her eyes started to well and she went to stand. Unfortunately for her, he also stood. He pulled her to him and brought her head down to rest on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her.
She finally spoke.
"It just sucks. You feel so secure and happy and then all over again I don't know if I love you."
His head snaps back.
"Love. You love me?"
"Well I thought so but I'm so confused right now. I don't know what I think."
He looked at her confused?
"You don't know that I love you? More than I've loved someone before?"
She shook her head.
Apparently the weight of what he said washed over him so he threw in a small insult that she also annoyed him like no other too. They sat there for a moment. Both realizing they really were "in love" whatever that meant.
She went to kiss him. She said "I love you".
He smirked "I love you too. We will figure the rest out later."
She laughed a little. "No one can know though, okay?"
He just kissed her again.
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fadedpetal · 5 months
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blah blah blah
*goes back to reading smut*
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dumbfuck11111 · 2 months
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❥i need someone to thrust their fingers inside me rn and choke me till i’m unable to breathe
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wornoutlullaby · 2 months
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Release the Crackin' : Rafe Cameron of OBX & Abby Littman of Ginny & Georgia
Bad, bad news One of us is gonna lose I'm the powder, you're the fuse Just add some friction You are my strange addiction You are my strange addiction My doctors can't explain My symptoms or my pain But you are my strange addiction
gif maker : me
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gildengirl · 2 months
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Petition for Ally Carter to declassify what happened in Buenos Aires.
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goingthirteen · 1 year
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gfs (abby+reader) who play horror games together ❤️‍🩹
oh em gee
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“fuck , im bad at this.” abby mumbeled. you giggled and stared at the tv screen in concentration. “what’re you laughing at? you died like 20 times , you’re not any better.” you scoffed and elbowed her. “im wayyy better then you. y’know how many ghosts I’ve caught? so many i can’t even count , and how many have you caught? none , exactly.” abby chuckled and “accidentally bumped your controller out of your hand. “oops.” you yelped and hit her as hard as you could. “you’re so mean!” you pouted and crossed your arms. “c’mon you know im kidding. even though you suck at video games , you’re still my favorite girl.” you tried not to crack a smile but you gave in.
“okay , okay. you’re too sweet for your own good.” you gave her a big hug and looked up at her. her hair was all disheveled from playing and you could tell she was really concentrating. “i love you so much, abby.” you held your breath as you waited for her to respond. she chuckled and patted your head. “i love you more babe.”
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elliewilliams4eva · 1 month
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the way i would let them **** ** **** * **** *** *** **** ****** **
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g-girlshavingfun · 2 months
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Matt: Hey! Be safe.
Rachel: We will.
{Rachel leaves to go on mission}
Abby: [Dramatically cupping Joes face] Be safe!
Joe: I’ll be so safe.
Matt: Would you guys stop?
Joe: [Faking tears] I’ll be safe for you!
Matt: Stop. I’m gonna kill you.
Abby: But how would that keep us safe?
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What do you think are the favorite foods of the main characters?
Hi anon! These are probably subject to change and you did say food not dessert so I’m not including candy or anything—
Cammie: waffles and biscuits and gravy
Zach: French toast and mashed potatoes
Bex: cheesecake and apples
Liz: quesadilla’s and barbecue chicken
Macey: oysters and grapefruit and strawberries
Rachel: Chinese food and peanut butter and banana sandwiches
Matt: grilled cheese and that sandwich with just tomatoes, mayo, and pepper (which Joe thought was absolutely vile)
Joe: chicken pot pie and pepperoni pizza with black olives (which Matt used to tease him about because he thought black olives were gross)
Abby: pineapple and ham pizza and traditional caprese salad from Italy
Townsend: garlic bread and Lángos (A popular food in Budapest that’s a fried sourdough with sour cream and cheese)
Catherine: definitely something spicy like Buffalo chicken wings and jalapeño peppers
A lot of these may or may not be some of my favorite foods too but I feel like they really fit the characters
I am also a firm believer that Liz and Matt are very picky eaters. And Bex, Zach, and Abby will literally eat anything and everything. But Cam loves trying new food even if she doesn’t like it.
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celeblookalikes-10 · 1 year
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milkiangl · 1 year
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flood my inbox with requests pretty please with rainbow sprinkles and maraschino cherries on top! i’m having writing withdrawals and i need to stimulate my brain! ≥〰≤♡
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doodle-do-wop · 11 months
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Ok so not townsend and joe, how about if it's Rachel and Abby giving Zach the advice on how to treat a lady right, what do you think they'll tell him?
Madame Dabney's class 2.0 but getting advice from two women who are both related to the subject and thus give not only advice but advice with a warning
Of course the Cameron sisters do end up arguing about something one of them says (probably Abby) and Rachel immediately tells Zach not to listen to that while Abby argues she just gave him the best advice of his life and Rachel claps back with the "and how long we're you and her together after that?"
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storminmyveins · 2 months
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" A little bit of back up wouldn't have hurt. " she replies, though the attitude is clearly there. Abby then rolls her eyes and shakes her head. "But hey, thank you for having enough faith in me to take care of it on my own. I'll remember that the next time you're about to get your ass handed to you."
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@lcstinfantasy continued from here
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