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abbyroseflame24 · 11 months
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Just curious. How old do y’all think Rayman is?
Cause I feel like he’d be ancient post Rayman Legends. But I’m curious to see what others think.
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bobfloydsbabe · 2 years
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can you write some fluff with Bob and Abby with one of them taking care of the other while they are sick?
I love your writing! I can't wait to read more!
You’re too kind, Seymour. Thank you!
I can absolutely do that. Some fluffy Bob and Abby coming right up! This is not my best work at all, but I hope you still enjoy it.
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Abby was usually the one who took care of other people. She made it her life’s work to be helpful, to make things easier for others, and to be of assistance. So, it was safe to say that asking for help was not her forte.
It started with sneezing, just a few here and there. Then came the stuffy nose, the sore throat, followed by aching muscles, and finally, waves of cold sweats at her desk while trying to talk to a three-star admiral on the phone.
Warlock took one look at her and ordered her to go home and rest. She was not to come back until her fever had broken, and she didn’t go through a box of Kleenex a day.
She tried to insist that she was okay, that she was just a little under the weather, but Abby knew it wasn’t a suggestion when Warlock snatched the phone from her hand and smacked it down. Her going home was not up for debate.
The drive home felt like it dragged on forever. It felt suspiciously like time had slowed down, and every turn of the steering wheel made her muscles burn.
She didn’t expect Bob to be at her apartment when she got there, nor did she expect him to be in her kitchen stirring a pot on the stove.
When Bob saw her by the front door, looking pale and sweaty, he pushed the pot off the heat to come to her aid. He took the keys from her grasp, placing them in the tray on the table by her front door. He took the bag off her shoulder, put it on the ground, and carefully led her to the bedroom.
Abby wanted to object, tried to tell him to stop fussing and just let her be, but he was so gentle as he softly pushed her down to sit on the bed, so she let him.
“Soup should be ready in a couple of minutes,” he informed her as he unlaced her boots and helped her strip off her uniform and into an oversized comfortable t-shirt. It smelled like him. Fresh-cut grass and jet fuel. A combination that really shouldn’t be as delicious as it was, but it smelled like Bob, and she loved it.
“How did you know I was coming back?”
He grinned and pushed his glasses back up his nose. “Warlock called.”
Abby frowned, meeting his blue eyes. “He called you?”
Bob nodded, fluffing the pillows and placing them behind her back. “I think Maverick told him I stay with you.”
“Maverick?”
Instead of leaning back against the pillows, Abby laid down and sunk further into the mattress. Her eyes instantly began to flutter closed as exhaustion crept up on her.
She could hear Bob’s words and understood them, but he sounded far away.
“He probably heard it from Rooster,” he said and asked her to lift her head a little so he could readjust the pillows. She did as he asked, and then he placed a duvet over her body. Abby hissed slightly at the cold sensation but settled under it comfortably after a moment.
She hummed as Bob placed the back of his hand on her forehead, feeling for her temperature, which was definitely higher than it was supposed to be.
She pried an eye open and watched him check his wristwatch. She closed her eyes again before he caught her staring, and a gentle press of his lips replaced his hand. They lingered on her clammy skin for a brief moment before disappearing again. The sound that escaped Abby’s throat at the loss of contact sounded dangerously close to a whine.
Sleep started to engulf her, and she didn’t have the energy to fight it anymore. Bob left the bedroom, and she only vaguely registered his return with a big glass of water and some Advil that he placed on the bedside table.
He leaned down and kissed her forehead again. “I’ll warm that soup for you when you wake up.”
“You’re too nice to me,” she mumbled into the duvet.
He chuckled, shaking his head. Bob knew Abby was too far gone in sleep to hear him whisper three little words into her ear, but he said them anyway.
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spooky-scary-abby · 1 year
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Sup
Is there a reason I should be talking to you?
-Venus @thedarkestkidintown
Hi! I’m really sorry I didn’t want to bother you!
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deltadizzy · 10 months
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are you a stripey scarf or solid color scarf kind of girl?
there is only one answer to this
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crying-pan420 · 1 year
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Do you have any references of things Abby would wear?
For drawing purposes.
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Uh very quick Pinterest search but here! Lots of stuff!
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aberooski · 1 year
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fanfic asks: 22, 30, 49 💫
Oh yay! Thank you for the asks! 💜
22. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?
This is an interesting one because honestly I don't have any specific point in the process where it happens. Titles just kinda find their way to me whenever they want. Sometimes I'm struck with inspiration early on in the writing process or even before I even come up with an idea, but I like the title so much I have to come up with a fic for it, or I'll have a fic completed and be struggling and fighting tooth and nail with my brain to come up with something to call it 🤭 let me pull a few quick examples from my pantheon!
Once Upon A Duelist, that one came super easily to me. Of course that fic being a Sleeping Beauty au, having the play on Once Upon A Dream was pretty simple to think of but I digress, it was an easy one to title.
Sons of The Stars on the other hand, that one I was ruminating and formulating titles for throughout the whole process and getting nowhere for the longest time. Angel's Tears was like that too when I wrote it back in the day. (Tbh in the market for a new title for that one, I used to love it but recently I've liked it a lot less)
And my Final Fantasy XV fic What Goes In. That one was super easy because I took it from a line of dialog that Gladio has in one of the cutscenes that was actually written into the fic.
And Sustained by Hate is the title of a song from Final Fantasy XIII and well the cutscene it plays in in the game is the scene involves a child trying to murder a man because he blames him for his mother's death, so 😬 but the title was very relevant because the only thing keeping Camula's soul together and keeping her from being assimilated into oblivion was her hatred of Jaden and desire for revenge, so she was quite literally sustained by hate. I actually borrowed or was inspired by a lot of titles from that game's songs and story chapters for the chapters in the fic too aksksk
I take a lot of inspiration from songs for both fic titles and chapter titles, ever since I was a kid writing shitty fics in actual physical journals. But I also sometimes just try to think of something relevant from my own brain aksksk
So yeah they just kinda find me whenever they want to, I don't really have any specific point in time where I come up with titles. But that honestly can be the hardest part of the entire process for me if they don't come to me early on in the process.
30. How much do you edit your fics? Do you edit as you write or wait until you finish the first draft?
This one's easy actually, I usually wait until the end and go back and do it all at once. Mostly because just about every fic I've written in the last like 5 years has been for the YGOBB so I've been writing on a time crunch for a long time and I'm a slow writer so I never had the time to spend editing as I go. I'd wait until the rough draft was done and turned in and then go back and edit after.
Now I've been going back and even editing and revising those fics again because honestly I don't think I did a very good job the first time. But I'm less horrified when I read my old fics now so that's good 😭
I do find myself going back and editing as I go more now than I used to, especially since I'm stepping back from YGOBB this year and taking a break from that. Love the event, but I think all my fics have suffered from the time crunch and I always burn out having to push myself to pump out my fics so yeah need that break.
But generally I do write a fic all the way out before I'll start editing so I can focus on one thing at a time. Get the foundation first and then build upon it. 👍
49. What fic of yours would you say is the best introduction to you as a writer?
Oh boy this one's actually a very hard question for me 😅
When I think about it I'm kinda tempted to say Sustained by Hate (abby's version)(from the vault)
It's a multi chapter fic which is my forte, it's in universe which I don't often do in my long fics, the concept is entirely plausible with Camula being brought back and wanting revenge for her defeat, it works in a lot of my little touches and portrayals of the characters
Dad Crowler, Hassleberry’s leg being an issue for him a lot, Alexis being protective of Atticus like to the max, Jaden going out of his way to try and protect the squad but specifically Sy, Bastion playing the role of team mom, Chazz and Atty's relationship period, and you even get some of my quirks and inner workings of my mind with Mrs. Rhodes and Mrs. Princeton hanging out on the sidelines
Also the blatant, very thinly veiled Little Mermaid reference of a plotline..... I mean c'mon the chapter is literally called Poor, Unfortunate Soul 😭
I also actually wrote a duel and that was really hard and I'm very proud of myself and everyone should be impressed 😭
Anyways that one is very me, there's so much in that fic that's very authentic to me and I think it's probably the best intro to me and my writing in terms of the long fics.
One shots, Salt In The Wound. No question. Maybe when I go back and edit that one A Friend In Need would be good too, and Traffic Lights is pretty good but again SITW is so authentically me as a Syrus stan/kin who has major beef with Zane.
I'd love to say OUAD, you know I would. But that's my magnum opus man, if that's your introduction you've set the bar pretty damn high 😭
And Sons of The Stars, as much as I demand everyone in the universe read it because I worked harder on that fic than anything I've ever written in my life, that is NOT a starter fic. It's 136k. And a whole ass built from the ground up au. And honestly draws on a lot of stuff in season 3 and there's a couple subtle nods to other works in it so it's not a starter at all. That's one to read after you've read a couple aksksk
So yeah, if you want a quality starter fic, Sustained by Hate is probably the way to go I think.
Angel's Tears or What Goes In wouldn’t be bad either if you wanted to see the progression of my work from high school to now. Even with the revisions I've done to both of those fics in the last couple months, in my opinion you can still tell I originally wrote them when I was like 18 years old.
But I legitimately think Sustained by Hate and Salt In The Wound would probably the best options depending on which length of fics you like to read.
Thanks again for the asks, these are so fun!!
☆ Abby ☆
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Matpat will always be welcomed into the FNAF universe
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beforeimdeceased · 2 months
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I would love an ellie x reader x abby fic, something super smutty, but modern day. I don’t mind unique details, I will give your free reign on those I just want something powerbottom abby x masc top ellie.
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um okay. so this is actually so unnecessarily long like why did i do that also it’s terrible please don’t beat me up okay :( it’s um definitely something guys if u hate it i’ll delete it I SWEAR I SWEAR
inexperienced!lesbian (me asf) reader x ellabs, reader orgasm, lowkey mean ellabs but ignore that, i didn’t even do the request properly everyone throw tomatoes at me :(
2k words!
nsfw!
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The time on your phone flashed 11pm, and underneath it was a flash flood weather warning. You had been watching the news closely and carefully, but even they didn’t predict this.
“I thought they said it would clear up around 10.” Ellie joins you on the couch, a bag of fruit gummies in her hand. You nod, but don’t take your eyes off of your phone. “That’s what i thought too. I don’t know, maybe I can make it home before it gets too bad.”
Just as the words leave your mouth, Abby walks back into the living room. She rips a piece of paper towel off of the stand in the kitchen, drying her hands. “Or you could spend the night here and not end up swimming home.”
Ellie snort laughs but you bite your lip. “I don’t want to intrude. Suddenly having someone else in your private space for longer than planned? Sounds overstimulating.”
Abby joins the both of you in the living room, a bottle of water in hand. She plops herself down on the loveseat, manspreading and leaning back. You feel a knot twist in your stomach. “I don’t mind having you here for longer. Els?”
Ellie tosses a gummy in her mouth before responding. “You’re a pleasure to be around.”
Abby and Ellie wanted to ease your nerves a bit, and proposed a game of two truths and a lie. Fairly simple, you tell a person two truths and one lie about yourself and they have to guess the lie. A half hour had passed and you felt yourself loosening up around them. Laughing at how ridiculous they were being.
“No, i swear it’s the truth. I shook hands with him and everything.” Ellie holds her hands up innocently, insisting she didn’t lie.
Abby shakes her head, bringing a hand up to rub her temples. “Ellie, you did not meet a robot at the grocery store. That man was probably lying to you for fun, or some social experiment.”
You giggle, watching as Ellie put a gummy to her tongue to wet it, then throws it at Abby. “Youre a jerk.”
Suddenly, Abby has lifted herself from her seat and is tickling Ellie’s sides. All of you have burst into laughter, tears rolling down your cheeks at their dynamic.
After Abby’s satisfied with herself, she lets up on Ellie, joining you both on the couch. “Okay, your turn.” Abby looks over at you, placing one of Ellie’s gummies in her mouth.
You take a moment to think of something clever, biting your lip. “Hm.”
“Okay I got it!” You exclaim.
The girls grant you their undivided attention, anticipating your answers. “Okay, so. I’m bilingual. I’m allergic to certain coins and, i’ve never been kissed.”
The two look over at each other, confusion all over their faces. “Fuck.” Ellie leans back. “I’m gonna have to say you’re lying about the coins.”
Abby shakes her head, shooting Ellie a side eye. “Seriously? The last one is obviously a lie, I mean look at her.” You feel yourself growing shy at her statement. “You guys sure about your answers?” You smile, raising your eyebrows.
They both nod, creepily at the same time, and it makes you laugh before your reveal. “I’m not bilingual! English is the only language i speak fluently, but i have been taking some Swedish lessons.”
Ellie bobs her head. “Shit, that’s cool. So wait, what coins are you allergic to?”
You don’t even get the chance to answer before Abby chimes up. “Wait, you’ve never been kissed?” She stares at you, bewildered. “Seriously?”
You nod. “I’m pretty inexperienced. I ofcourse, don’t like men, and I came out pretty late so…” You trail.
You can actually see the devious gears turn in Ellie’s mind. She looks over at Abby and it’s as if they’re communicating with their minds. You wonder for a moment if people truly do have powers, because it seems they came to a very silent agreement just now.
“Abby’s a wonderful kisser.” Ellie blurts out, smiling at the blonde. “And a pretty damn good teacher.”
Maybe they didn’t agree on everything, because after that statement Abby shot Ellie a look that could kill. Ellie just laughed it off, lovingly tapping her shoulder.
“Oh.” You whisper nervously, unsure how to respond. Truthfully, you had been admiring the two of them ever since you’d met them. You were so eager to visit their apartment tonight, making sure to spray on your best perfume. Wearing a cute new outfit that was casual but not loungey. Planning it on a day where you knew the weather would be bad, all with the hope that you’d get to spend the night.
You were also nervous, and inexperienced in this department. What if you fucked it all up?
“I’m sorry if we’ve made you uncomfortable.” Abby chimes up, noticing your body language. You were fiddling with your hands, avoiding their gaze. “I’ll make Ellie sleep in the old doghouse outside if that’d make you feel better.”
You giggle as Ellie hits Abby’s shoulder. “Hey, not out in the rain. Maybe in the closet in the hallway.”
“Oh, you’re going back in the closet?” Abby laughs which causes Ellie to roll her eyes. You watch them stick their tongues out at each other and feel warmth in their friendship.
“You guys didn’t make me uncomfortable. I just didn’t know what to say.” You blurt. The two of them stop goofing and look over at you. Ellie’s got a smug face. “Do you want Abby to teach you how to kiss?”
Butterflies, a swarm of them, rush to your stomach. You try not to look her up and down but your eyes betray you. Soaking in Abby’s tall muscular figure. The way her legs are spread open and wide like she’s daring you to sit in between them. Her blue eyes burning holes into your skin. Anticipating your answer. You bite your lip. “Yes.”
Abby remains composed, but Ellie’s enjoying herself way too much. Moving to the loveseat so that you and Abby can have the couch to yourselves. She looks at both of you, then at you, then at Abby, then at you again. “Wait, do you want me to go-?“
“No.” You say, a little faster than you mean to. “I mean, you don’t have to leave, if you don’t want to.”
Abbys only focused on you now. Eyeing you up and down as you scoot closer to her. “Here, get comfortable. Straddle me.”
You know Ellie’s looking. You can feel her piercing eyes on your spine. Watching your every move, examining you from behind. “Straddle?” You ask, a bit unsure. You’d read the word in a couple books, but never looked up the definition. You realized that was damning you now. Fucking up this very moment.
“Sit on my lap, facing me.” Abby guides you. “Put your legs outside my legs.”
So this was the tummy turning move you’d seen in porn. It felt as good as you’d imagined it would. Your hands latch onto Abby’s shoulders, looking into her pretty blue eyes.
“You okay?” She asks, hands gripping onto your waist to steady you. Her fingers are brushing against the skin underneath the hem of your shirt and the contact is driving you crazy. You just nod, too afraid to open your mouth, knowing your words will spill out. You’re everything but composed right now.
“Okay. Just let me know if i do anything that makes you uncomfortable.” She smiles.
You nod again, and establish an understanding. She moves a hand to the back of your neck, pulling you in, and places a soft peck on your lips. Truthfully, it wasn’t all that exciting but it sent jolts and waves of pleasure through your body. Your first kiss. She pulls away and smiles at you. “How was that?”
“Great- good. Grood.” You stammer. She chuckles a bit and you feel hot with embarrassment. “I meant to say- Fuck i don’t even know.”
She rubs at your sides, licking her lips and looking at you with low eyes. “Don’t worry about it, alright? You ready for more?”
“Yeah.” you breathe, head growing fuzzy from her touch. Her fucking touch, fuck. Gentle, but firm. Guiding you so carefully. So kindly.
“Okay. Open your mouth a little bit.” She whispers inches away from your face. “Yeah, just like that.”
You feel like you’re about to melt, a moan stuck in your throat, swallowed by the blonde. Her lips meshing with yours, guiding the kiss. The hand on your hip gripping tighter. She thrusts a bit, attempting to pull you in closer, and you whine into her mouth. This causes her to dig her nails into your skin, scratching at the tender surface.
By now, you’d forgotten Ellie was still in the room. You’d forgotten where you were, actually. Completely lost in a state of bliss. Her tongue on yours, teeth nibbling at your lip, touch making you weak.
She pulls away for air, and you remain leaning forward. Missing her lips on yours.
“Someone’s eager.” She teases. You bite your lip, scratching your nails on her scalp. “Sorry.” you breathe in a low voice. She shakes her head, tutting and rubbing your cheek. “Don’t apologize, it’s cute.”
Abby calls Ellie over, and you can feel her dip into the couch next to you both. Her cheeks are a flushed red and her eyes look fixated on you.
“Where are you the most sensitive?” Abby asks, shooting a small smile to Ellie.
“Why don’t we let me find out? Is that okay?” Ellie asks. You nod, breath growing heavy. There’s no fucking way this is real, you’re dreaming. You have to be. These two are working together to get you worked up.
You can sense Ellie behind you before you feel her hand slide under your neck. Fingertips on your chin, leaning your head to the side. She places a kiss behind your ear and it makes you shudder. “Fuck.”
They both laugh. This evil, menacing, condescending laugh and it’s making your thighs clench on Abby’s legs. “Ellie, you’re teasing the poor thing. She can’t handle it.” Abby places her hands on your thighs, spreading them apart as they were before.
“She can handle anything we give her, right?” Ellie’s moving her lips further down now. Trailing hot wet kisses down your neck, hands sliding up to grab your breasts through your shirt. You throw your head back, a soft whine escaping your lips.
“She’s so sensitive because she’s never been touched. Bet we can make her come without ever having to take her clothes off.” Abby’s hands begin sliding up and down your inner thighs. You feel a wetness pool in your underwear. “You’re probably right Abs. She’s already so worked up and we’ve barely done anything.”
Are they…mocking you? They’re fucking mocking you.
Ellie hums against your neck, hands slipping down to your leg, making you straddle Abby’s thigh. Abby places her hands back on your waist, hiking up your leg and making you grind against her.
You whine, head falling back against Ellie’s shoulder, but she offers no comfort or sanctuary. Hands kneading your tits while she leaves wet kisses on your jaw. “She’s probably soaked right now.” Ellie breathes.
Abby nods, admiring the way you give into their touch. So willing to be their fucktoy. She looks down at your crotch and hums. “She’s got a wet spot on her pants.”
“Such a shame. They look brand new. Now you’ve made a mess of yourself.”
It’s embarrassing to admit it, but you’re close now. The way your slick has covered your panties and is spreading all over your clit, Abby’s hands on your waist grinding you against her, Ellie’s mouth on you. Her hands on you. The way they’re talking about you like you’re not even there.
“I’m gonna-“ Can barely leave you lips before your climax hits you. You shake, dig your nails into Abby’s shoulder. Cry out an “Oh god, fuck!” and roll your eyes back as they help you ride your high.
Your body goes limp while you try to catch your breath. Everything is sensitive and you feel like you’d just seen stars.
“You did so good, baby.” Abby leans in to kiss you, and then Ellie behind you. “Ready for round two?”
Round what?
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elliesdoll · 3 months
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feeling evil rn thinking abt ellie sending u ten zillion nudes every damn night bc she always horny for u
she is so one of those ppl that turn into a different being the second it hits like 11pm. i just know u two would be flirting playfully over text and then boom there’s a voice message where all u hear is her shaky breaths and her fingers playing in her wet pussy. lemme eat it 👅
or she’d send u some dark grainy photo of her hand in her boxers, maybe even one of her cute tits even tho she’d get shy🙈 she knows u love them
after a bit of messy sexting where u both r typing slowly with one hand (and many typos), she’d send you a little video of herself. she’d start recording, then set up her phone against her bunched up comforter and the audios all muffled for a sec. shed fully shimmy off her boxers that were down to her thighs, kicking them to the side so you can fully see. her room is all dark, maybe a lamp on idk, and all you see is her shaky hand fingering herself n rubbing her clit so fast. she’d whimper your name and say stuff like “can you see?” to the camera aww. at one point she’d kinda go quiet and focus on cumming for u, then sending u the video a bit hesitantly now that she’s out of that embarrassing horny fog that plagued her brain.
ofc u sent one back too and she saved it for later. sike she watched it and got wet again, didn’t respond for a few minutes which had you kinda nervy, then she texted back after her second orgasm.
“can we facetime next time?”
daily click palestine info don’t buy tlou
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sky-is-the-limit · 4 months
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"How can you like Abby after-"
After???? After what??? How can I like her?!?Like ain't even the right word.
I'd commit the most heinous crimes that they'd have to write a new chapter in the bible for my gay ass specifically just to have my pussy on her face and vice versa before cooking her a warm soup and running her a bath, don't get me fucking started lil guy. If there's one video game character I don't play around for and would defend with every fibre of my body, it's her.
That's my woman right there.
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bobfloydsbabe · 2 years
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also just hints about any wips you’re working on that you’re excited to share! 🤭🤭
I’m excited to share all my WIPs, so here’s a short description of all my upcoming Top Gun works, including a little Next Gen thing. These are all over the place timeline-wise, and there are so so so many Jake and Jas ones…
JAKE + JAS
Meet the Parents (Jake’s Version)
✩ Jake takes Jas to Texas to visit the Seresin family ranch and his parents for the first time. Jas expects narrow-minded and very conservative people, but Lori and Joseph are total sweethearts.
Meet the Parents (Jasmine’s Version)
✩ Jake meets Jas’ moms for the first time, and it doesn’t go well. Sharon is skeptical of Jake and makes her feelings known, so Jas has to stand up for him and their relationship. He reveals to Jas’ other mom and older sister that he plans to propose.
Jake realizing he’s in love
✩ Standing in a hospital waiting room, watching Jas storm off to talk to a doctor, Jake realizes he might be in love with her and that their relationship is more than just sex.
Talking Body
✩ Jas and Jake have sex for the first time in her office on base. It’s the release of all the tension that’s been building for weeks while they’ve tried to keep the upper hand in their flirtation-ship.
Post Office Sex
✩ Jake leaves Jas’ office in a daze and has to face his fellow aviators, who seem oblivious to what just happened. Bob (Jas’ bestie besides @joaquinwhorres’ Caro) is immediately suspicious but doesn’t say a word.
Look at You Defending Your Woman
✩ Prompt request featuring Jake punching Jas’ douchy ex, who makes sexist and queerphobic comments about her while she’s not there. Not my favorite trope, but I like writing it.
Adoption
✩ Jake brings up the possibility of adopting while he and Jas are basking in the afterglow.
Admitting Feelings™
✩ After the mission, Jas texts Jake to meet her at the Hard Deck, and Jas finally admits that their thing is more than just sex (posting this next week!)
Bonus: Next Gen
✩ The kids of our favorite characters in the Motion Sickness Universe are up to their own schemes. They’re dealing with first crushes, high school drama, and trying to grow up, featuring OCs by me and @joaquinwhorres: Dalia Garcia-Alvarez, Jamie Lane-Seresin, David Floyd, and Marcus Fitch. Possibly a few others, too!
BOB + ABBY
Morning Glory
✩ Abby wakes up with Bob, who’s on leave, beside her and reflects that she’s in love with him despite only having been together a few weeks. It’s also smutty. Bob fucks, after all.
Home From the Bar
✩ Abby and Bob talk about the future on the way home from the Hard Deck.
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spooky-scary-abby · 2 years
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Your opinion on frogs?
They’re as adorable! I love them so much! I wish to have a frog as a pet when I retire to the bog to become a witch!
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artinvain · 1 month
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you write such absolutely filthy fics… please don’t ever stop
never xoxo
short abby pwop, you’re both just so desperate…
✎ (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) ༉‧ ♡*.✧✎ (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) ༉‧ ♡*.✧✎ (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) ༉‧ ♡*.✧ “fuckfuck, put it in,” abby whines desperately, her lips against your neck making marks, the double strap painfully still inside her. “come on baby — ride me please, shit!” abby moans low into your shoulder when you sink down on her.
“fuck, you’re big” you gasp, holding tight onto her shoulders and groaning at the way the lube makes her ridged strap feel, pressing into every part of you. making it slip deeper. you whine into abby’s mouth, pressing your lips against hers sliding up and down on her, the pressure perfect as you feel the dildo curling into the both of you.
you moan and whimper in unison at the lewd sounds of your growing wetness around abby’s strap, “fuck honey, riding me so good,” she gasps, holding you tight and bringing you up and down so you’re bouncing on her, “shit, shit ungh-“ abby cannot help the way her hips buck into you, she’s continually getting wetter the way the end of her strap is rubbing right against her gspot.
“christ,” you yelp when Abby pulls you up by your thighs and turns you onto your back, one knee on the bed and placing your leg on her shoulder. her hips keep bucking, faster now she’s grunting, her grip bruising
“god, good girl. so perfect taking my fucking-“ Abby moans pressing deep and grinding, thrusting shallowly. “fuck! taking it so good, this cunt’s pulling me in so nice,” abby whines, pressing over you and grabbing the nipple clamps she slows her pace even as you whine in protest. “put these on for my honey,”
you whimper at her command and pinch your nipples tight, yelling and clenching down on her at the sweet pain of the constant pressure on your nipples. “good girl, my pretty slut,” she praises, taking the chain in her hand and tugging.
“fuck, m’gonna cum, you’re gonna make me cum,” abby groans, starts to rub your clit and she can see it on your face, the way you’re gasping silently. your brows furrowed and your fingernails digging into her arms. you can hardly speak, gasping and babbling her name as your legs tremor “abs-“ you whine, your eyes tearing up.
“I know baby, I know just, just fuck be so good for me and cum yeah ? be my perfect slut and just cum all over me,” your back arches as you cum and you clench so hard on abby she can hardly move so she settles of grinding her hips in circles, your clits rubbing up against each other as you both cum, “fuck,” she grunts, falling over you. you can feel each other throbbing, wet clits sliding against each other as she continues to hump you, until you’re cumming again.
“yes baby, just like that,” she whines both of you spurting and gasping, your bodies pressed sweaty together.
Tags: @lesbian-useless @sexysapphicshopowner @iamaboringrattat @sapphicsgirl @bimboprincezz
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crying-pan420 · 1 year
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You should interact with my accounts because if you don’t I’m going to explode into meaningless mush and die <3
@the-laziest-boy-in-town
@the-real-kaching
@spooky-scary-abby
@elizabeth-the-doll-of-jane-doe
And this one please please please I’m in need of thing to do this is the only living fandom I’m in please
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aliverse · 2 years
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🎲🎵5
Prom Queen, Beach Bunny - Abby Jacobs
Glitter & Gold, Barns Courtney - Dove Bright
Boys Will Be Boys, Dua Lipa - Dove Bright, Isaac Gallagher
505, Arctic Monkeys - Isaac & Asher
Just The Same, Charlotte Lawrence - Audrey & Sebastian
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ohcaptains · 2 months
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What do you think canon abby is like during sex?🤔
canon abby seems so gentle to me. very calm, cool and collected. like as much as it’s sexy for her to be very dominant and vocal, i think at the beginning she’d be quite reserved about receiving or showing her enjoyment. it would be all about you. gentle caresses — hands rubbing your thighs, hips, cradiling the back of your neck as she kisses you. works her way down your body like it’s something she wants to savour. she’d slowly get into the rhythm of it. feel you melt against her, you start to fidget and whisper — her name desperate on your lips. that’s when she’d get confident. slide her hand between your legs and whisper, this where you want me, baby?
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