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dnvrsmedia · 6 months

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Touch Me, Feel Me

Sevika x Reader (afab) smut

Kinktober

an: uh hi! it’s been a real long time & i come back bearing very filthy smut as promised HAHA

warnings: breeding kink 🤓

Ragged breaths escape your plush lips, dry from exhaustion. Eyes tilted up and back, unable to keep focus as the brute above you thrusts her hips in an ungodly manner.

Being the mechanic that you were, tinkering with hex tech was a pastime you enjoyed frequently. Knowing that Sevika’s birthday was coming up motivated you to finish something you had been working on for a long time. You were able to make technology to allow someone to regain feeling in a prosthetic. This idea came to you during one of the many nights you laid on Sevika’s chest. Soft strokes of her arm lightly scratching your back in comfort.

“I miss the way you feel on my arm.” Sevika kept her gaze on the ceiling.

Thoughts flurrying in her brain. Her strong jaw clenched in an act to make her exclude any emotion that may slip. You on the other hand, stunned. Sevika refuses to talk about her lost arm. The adjustment that was made post explosion left your relationship chipped, but not broken. From then on, you worked diligently to give your lover a new meaning.

You didn’t necessarily think your new technology would lead to Sevika attaching the device to her thick and lengthy silicon cock. Although, Sevika being Sevika, it truly didn’t surprise you.

“F-fuck! Vika, oh my-“ Your moans of deep pleasure increase by tenfold, the buff woman above you pistons her hips deeply into your core.

Her flesh hand snaking its way across your budding clit, rubbing furious circles into damnation. Drool dripping hotly onto the sheets from your gaped mouth as your center leaks from your pleasure. Slick coating the thick member while leaking down Sevika’s thick mountainous thighs. Her essence mixing with yours as her cunt weeps at the sensations of your warmth encompassing her member.

“That’s fucking it, baby. You like how this dick feels, huh? How full i’m- oh fuck- how full i’m making you?” The most powerful woman of Zaun grunts in your ear as her hips never farther.

Babbling is all you are left with as the piece works your walls. Stretching and massaging the spot that makes your toes curl. Sevika can feel the clenching of your muscles around her and moans a moan you’ve never thought could manifest from betwixt her lips. Your eyes full of adoration of how good she is feeling. You turn your gaze to watch as Sevika’s muscles contract in every movement made. Her abs on full display as her body contorts. Her nipples fully erect on her chest make you dizzy. It’s not very often that Sevika allows you to touch her breasts, but when she does it always makes her shiver. With no rational thoughts flowing through your brain, you unconsciously lift your hand up to her chest, catching a hold of her swelled bud, and pinch.

A roar from the bellows of her being errupts from the brute above. Like a light switch was flipped, Sevika shifts her body to contain your hands above your head in restraint.

“Who fucking told you it was okay yo do that? What a fucking whore you are. You say you made this for my arm but deep down we both know you wanted this.” Sevikas impossible pace picks up faster than you thought was possible.

At this point, silent screams are leaving your body as it is being found impossible to make noise. Your eyes fully roll to the back of your head in pleasure, unable to look at your lover above you. Your bilss taken away from you as her flesh hand removes itself from your clit with a firm ‘smack!’ a whine released itself from your throat as a plea.

“Watch yourself, baby.” Sevika halts all movement making you whimper and rustle in your restraint.

“Please.” You whimper softly, feeling too lightheaded to do more than that.

“What was that?” Sevika teased, slowly teasing herself back onto you, watching you fall apart.

“Vika, please! I need you!” You whine loudly, thrashing harshly in her hold. You can tell that she thrived off teasing you as her chin rose in pride and her smirk grew.

And in an instant, she’s back to fucking you open.

Sevika pushes to your climax with fast, sloppy thrusts . You can tell she is close by the guttural grunts and increased filthy words.

“Come on baby let me feel you cum on my cock. This pussy fucking loves taking me. Fucking take it!” And with that, you’re climaxing. Stars erupt behind your eyes as bliss comes running to you at full force.

“Gonna fuckin’ cum, gonna full you so good, baby! This pussy so fucking good.” Sevika is not too far behind you as she’s collapsing above you.

Moments pass before you feel your lover slip out of you with a wince. You giggle at her, she forgot to turn off the device allowing her to feel you. An annoyed pout adorns her face before she playfully smacks your thigh.

“Happy Birthday, Vika.” You kiss her lips slowly and passionately, showing your appreciation.

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seattlesellie · 11 months

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hi pretty :)

hi my little babybear <3

#dnvrsmedia #em 🐥

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totheblood · 1 year

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hi babe! i enjoy your work sm & i just wanted to let you know that! keep up being great ! ❤️

hi! :( why did this make me tear up!! thank you so much <3

#asked & answered #dnvrsmedia

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elsfairy · 11 months

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𝐄𝐌𝐈'𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐒

hi! I had an anon ask if I had a fics rec list, and I've honestly been meaning to make one. There are so many fics I love reading, so bare with me. I'll add more in the future. I'm not sorry there are so many. Everyone here is so talented and amazing. I love you guys & for feeding me as well as others with all your beautiful work. ♡

✧ 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄 *࿐

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀

ʚɞ nice and slow @sevikascrown

ʚɞ your sweet housewife @enforcermoss

ʚɞ soft touches @novacqnes

ʚɞ intoxicating @thehoundwrites

ʚɞ affection @sevikascrown

ʚɞ let me help you @moonaliisa

ʚɞ falling for you @sevikasupremacy

ʚɞ lazy nights @darlingmisa

ʚɞ stepmom sevika @sugarsweetcookie

ʚɞ no loved allowed @sugarsweetcookie

ʚɞ missed @abitohoney

ʚɞ intimacy with sevika @novacqnes

ʚɞ how sevika took your first @lacroixqueen

ʚɞ power trip @novacqnes

𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓

ʚɞ who's a good girl? @pixievi

ʚɞ that time of month @pixievi

ʚɞ sundress season @pixievi

ʚɞ bottom!vi @pixievi

ʚɞ theif!vi @sugarsweetcookie

ʚɞ next girlfriend @kittyt-hexxed

ʚɞ please, hold me @kittyt-hexxed

ʚɞ for fuck sake @blklesgrl

ʚɞ stillwater vi @pixievi

✧ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒 *࿐

𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍

ʚɞ as long as it takes @ohcaptains

ʚɞ jealous girl @elskittie

ʚɞ lipstick stains @elliessknife

ʚɞ desperation & devotion @catfern

ʚɞ dirty laundry @fleshwaters

ʚɞ bottom bitch @saintels

ʚɞ the farmer, the wrangler, & the cowboy @dnvrsmedia

ʚɞ say ahh... @eden-nox

ʚɞ sit on my face @darlingmisa

ʚɞ mutual masturbation @loversreligion

ʚɞ be aggressive @butterflykissiies

ʚɞ college basketball!abby @moodywyrm

ʚɞ when i'm down on my knees, you're how i pray @clearheartgreyflowers

ʚɞ papi bones @wlfpet

ʚɞ being abby's housewife @haiixo

𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐒

ʚɞ don't you dare fall in love @ohcaptains

ʚɞ pretty for me @elliessknife

ʚɞ i saw you in a dream @elliesflower

ʚɞ what you heard @elskittie

ʚɞ scent of the pine @s-4pphics

ʚɞ perfect girl @coeurify

ʚɞ bestfriend @saintels

ʚɞ apples and cream @tearsucry

ʚɞ art student!ellie @enforcermoss

ʚɞ look like an angel @ourautumn86

ʚɞ true blue @totheblood

ʚɞ the perfect pair @coeurify

#sevika x reader #vi x reader #abby anderson x reader #ellie williams x reader #. ☆ ͡ ݂ emi's fic recs !

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lanasblogasf · 9 months

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Goalie!Abby using her big rough hands to massage your sore thighs after a long practice. Resting your head against her chest listing to her whisper praises against the shell of your ear.

“you did so good today baby.”

Goalie!Abby who got a little too touchy barley 5 minutes into the massage and and ends up between your thighs, kissing and sucking on the toned skin before diving into your soaked pussy.

“mm such a good player, my good girl, huh baby? you gonna keep being good for me?”

“fuckfuck m’ ur good girl abs, so good f’you”

goalie!abby credit- @dnvrsmedia

#my legs hurt so bad after my game td #how much you wanna bet this will be deleted by morning #abby anderson x reader #alanasblogasf #abby anderson smut #abby anderson fluff #goalie!abby #y’all send me requests

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baksterly · 1 year

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this was my first time drawing Abby and I never thought I would like it sm,, thank u for your request @dnvrsmedia , I had a lot of fun 😈

also I want to let y’all know that I REAAALLYYY appreciate all the requests and I am working on them!! I draw them in order from the very first request to the latest, so be patient 👻 love!

#digital art #artists on tumblr #sketch art #sketch #art #abby the last of us #abby anderson #abby x reader #abby x you #abby tlou #tlou fanart #tlou2 #tlou x reader #abby x fem!reader #abby fanart

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elliesflower · 1 year

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w-would you like to write something about abby touching herself while thinking about reader? one hand up and down the strap she has on, her brain trying to picture you jumping on it with your long hair around her face, like curtains, isolating both of you from the world, the other one is on her clit under the strap 😔😔😔❤️‍🩹

oh my god babe u just woke something inside of me…..(also ur a genius)

tags; @prrimordiais @dnvrsmedia @frogychu @soleilmoons

18+ only mdni!!!!!!!!

i really do think abby would be a little shy about using the strap at first. she’d feel awkward and flustered when you brought it up…but once she built the courage up and saw how you reacted to it? oh, you better fucking believe she’d be pulling it out every chance she got.

she was mesmerized by how desperate you got for her when she put it on—how you'd beg and whine and nearly cry just to get her to put it inside of you, and use you however she wanted.

it was like it became a part of her, always connected to her hips when she knew she'd have you down on your knees. sometimes she'd tease you for hours, just to watch your pretty little face twist up in frustration as you chanted pathetically,

"please abby, please, please please please i can't take it anymore!"

but she knew you could. and would.

so naturally, when abby found herself alone, sometimes, sometimes, she's pull the black straps up her thick legs, buckling them loosely around her hips as she lay in bed and just thinks about you.

as she thinks about you, leaned over her body, pussy making lewd noises as you bounced on her silicone cock like it might fucking run away. and how you'd tire yourself out so quickly she'd have to pull you down by your neck, letting you rest your full weight on her as she caught your moans in a filthy, wet kiss—your hair tickling the side of her face as you let her fuck up into you gently, your slick dribbling out pitifully around her cock, the world fading away as she kept you pressed against her, and oh—

abby was wet now. thinking about you.

the thoughts were too much, her spit-slick hand was subconsciously sliding down her front until it reached the black silicone, grabbing ahold of it like you were watching her or something. and of course she wouldn't be able to help letting out small breathy moans and gasps as her ministrations made the most delicious friction against her puffy clit.

if she closed her eyes it was almost like you were there, on top of her, babbling incoherently as she fucked you stupid. and she'd groan, the pressure becoming overwhelming—so much so that her other hand would make it's way down, sliding under the loose buckles of the strap to release the ache.

and abby'd gasp, her bundle of nerves so sensitive from thinking about you that it wouldn't take much. one, maybe two more minutes of both hands pleasing herself, rubbing languidly at her clit and the other a poor replacement for your pussy on her cock, and she was bucking up into her hand—she'd breathe your name as she worked herself through it, her cunt leaking slick all over her strap as she twitched and panted.

and what more logical next step than to call you and invite you over?

#anon #teehee this was so fun to write #i need her so bad #abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #abby x reader #abby anderson x you #abby x you #abby anderson smut #abby tlou #tlou smut #the last of us pt 2 #abby tlou pt 2

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enretrogue · 4 months

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𝗝𝗨𝗟𝗬 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦

.☘︎ ݁˖ = BLACK/POC WORKS | 23' FIC REC M.LIST

TLOU

ABBY ANDERSON

Unfold — @abbysdolly

Wife!Abby Who Wants To Provide For You — @bayasdulce

Cuddling w/ Abby HCs (Modern!AU) — @abbysdruidess

At Least I Got You In My Head Part 7 ⎢ Part 8 — @lizzieisright

Everything She Wants — @kokomos

Stay Grounded Part 7 ⎢ — @canaidliafail

Care For Me — @darlingmisa

Fake Dating — @coeurify

Eat — @ourautumn86

Dr. Anderson Will See You Now — @dnvrsmedia

Underground Fighter — @m-3-ijiworld

Emerald Green and Warm Champagne — @loaksky

Pure — @nomiscreams

ELLIE WILLIAMS

A Midsummer Night's Dream — @lolasimms

Pink Catalyst — @hotxcheeto

I’ll Take Care of You HCs (Doctor!Ellie) — @salitok

When I’m Alone I’d Rather Be With You — @millersaurora

Afterglow — @heavenbloom .☘︎ ݁˖

Doctor, Oh Doctor — @lu-vin-it

Street Racer!Ellie HCs ⎢ Gear Shift — @phantombriide

Nosebleed — @gardenblush

Bedframe — @hotxcheeto

The Kissing Game — @butterflellies

And I Love Her Ch. 3 ⎢ Ch. 4 ⎢ Ch. 9 — @phantombriide

ELLABS

Ghostface!Ellie and Ghostface!Abby — @aethelwyneleigh27

Unexpected — @princesssmars

This Is What Makes Us Girls Part 7 ⎢ Part 8 — @lolasimms

Three’s Not A Crowd — @m-3-ijiworld

JOEL MILLER

Why Does Change Hurt So Much? ⎢ Pt. 2 ⎢ Pt. 3 ⎢ Pt. 4 — @savemefromanepicoftimewasted

A Good Deed — @theeblackmedusa .☘︎ ݁˖

Extra — @capypub

Je Te Laisserai Des Mots — @cowgurrrl

I Want To Marry You — @cowgurrrl

Bodyguard!Joel — @angelkhi

Gamer!Abby — @sweetercalypso

Salad Days — @cowgurrrl

Trash Magic — @girlboybug

Hairspray — @peterparkersnose

White Lies — @poetiicbarnes

BRUCE WAYNE/BATMAN

What Is Wrong With Us? — @unfortunately-obsessed

MCU

BUCKY BARNES

Need To Know — @angrythingstarlight .☘︎ ݁˖

FRANK CASTLE

Body Worship — @marvelswh0re

The Girlfriend Experience — @anjaelle .☘︎ ݁˖

I’ve Got You, Darlin’ — @saintmurd0ck

Be My Baby — @amhrosina

Shut Me Up — @clownd1ck

Sex Is Art (So Let Me Paint You) — @clownd1ck

Everywhere — @marvelswh0re

AOT

EREN JAEGER

Three’s A… (+Jean Kirstein) — @theragethatisdesire

JEAN KIRSCTEIN (KIRSTEIN)

Bags — @ilylovelyz

Uni AU — @shunsuiety

Like The Movies — @firefly--bright

Football Player!Jean — @spiteless-xo

MULTI CHARACTER

Daddy Kink (Jean, Eren, Zeke) — @spiteless-xo

Jealous (Jean, Eren, Levi) — @theragethatisdesire

As A Dad (Jean, Eren) — @spiteless-xo

KNIVES OUT

RANSOM DRYSDALE

His Only Sweetheart — @lovebittenbyevans

BLEACH

SHUNSUI KYORAKU

Breeding Kink + Teasing — @dejwrld .☘︎ ݁˖

STRANGER THINGS

STEVE HARRINGTON

Head Over Heels — @underoossss

PEAKY BLINDERS

THOMAS SHELBY

Time After Time Ch. 11 — @all-mirth-no-matter

Everything Is Fine ⎢ Part 2 ⎢ Part 3 ⎢ Part 4 — @everythingelseisextra

Casual — @everythingelseisextra

TRIPLE FRONTIER

WILL MILLER

Bending To The Honeysuckles — @libraryofwaterdeep

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itwamtv · 2 years

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Avengers Assemble!

Choose 6 mutual and put them on your team. Tell us who they resemble as on MCU.

👀👀..

@multifandomme bestie gives me nat vibes 🧍🏻‍♀️ i think she knows why

@supremedinosaur cap, supersoldier (they know whY). but they’re a much cooler version 🤭

@maximilff wanna say wanda (for obvious reasons) but tbh they give me much more yelena vibes !! so yelena 🥰

@captains-simp carol because she’s level headed but also can be chaotic ..

@mangogoya tony☺️ (i can imagine her using the blasters to set everything on fire. like. everything)

@dnvrsmedia we had this conversation just yesterday. kate!:]

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dnvrsmedia · 8 months

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love at first suture

abigail anderson x medic!reader

warnings: mentions of injuries (no gore)

canon universe setting, no pronouns or r physical attributes used!

°°°

Soft light enters the hallway as the rising sun shines its beams onto Earth, enveloping its warm rays like a blanket on your skin. Puffs of air leave your sleeping lover's mouth as her chest steadily rises at a rhythmic rate. Calm is the state you find yourself in on the rare occasion you wake up before the blonde. Her long hair cascades along her broad shoulders like a warm toned waterfall. On days like these you feel a little bit more filled with gratitude. Never have you believed in soulmates until you met yours. Abigail Anderson was the textbook definition of your other half. She fulfilled every need, want, hope, and dream you could ever have asked for—ever so effortlessly. Love was never easy, but loving Abby was the easiest thing you have ever done.

Your hand moved to tuck a stray piece of hair from tickling her nose. A giggle erupts from your mouth as the blonde scrunches her nose and furrows her brows, trying to get away from the tickling strand of hair. Her body relaxes with a content hum as you free her from the itching. Abby moves into your hand, subconsciously yearning for your touch. No matter how big and scary she looks to others, you’ll always know the true Abby. Your loving and caring partner. Abby who goes to the ends of the earth for what she believes in. Your sweet girl and most powerful protector.

Reminiscing on when you first met always brings a smile to your face. The once tough girl falling into a puddle of mush—flushed beyond belief as you patch her up in the infirmary. You were newer to the area and quickly became one of the most crucial surgeons for the WLF. Abby luckily was not hurt badly, just a few lacerations to various parts of her body. Leaving only a slightly deeper cut on her upper thigh. The blonde stubborn as always, grumbled her way in the infirmary. Nora being the only one to get through her thick skull.

“Abigail I swear to god if you don’t sit your ass in that fucking chair-“ Nora’s voice heard through the groans and chaos of the infirmary.

Your eyebrows shoot up in amusement. In the few months you’ve been with WLF, you’ve known that Abby was not one to be fucked with. The top scar killer, Isaac’s number one asset, was one to be listened to. You had only a few run-ins with the tall blonde. Abby did well in either playing down her injuries or patching herself up. Yet, here she was, being yelled at like a toddler by her best friend. Tail tucked between her legs with an adorable pout to her plush lips. Her thick thighs spread wide after unceremoniously plopping into your open chair. Her pout could be seen from miles away as scoffs left her lips.

“Hi, how can I help you?” You don your nitrile gloves with a ‘snap’.

Abby’s stubborn nature made her snarl before she looked up at you. All of her previous stipulations melt away as her eyes meet yours. The stubborn blond rendered speechless as her mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water.

“Uh-I…um-” Abby struggles to speak as she dumbly points to her thigh.

Nora catches onto her best friend’s actions with a smirk as she nudges Abby’s watermelon sized bicep.

“This dumbass needs stitches on her thigh and bicep. The other lacerations aren’t deep enough for stitches, but a good cleaning should fix it. I’d help her myself but I'm busy and you need more friends, bye!” Nora rushes the last sentence before going into the middle of the storm of hurt soldiers.

Crimson red is the color that peaks under Abby’s freckles. Your own belly betrays you as it flutters w butterflies. Her teeth sitting atop her tucked in bottom lip makes your knees weak. You snap out of your trance, turning to attend to the matter at hand. Your fingers fumble with the suture package before placing your materials on your tray. You sit down on your stool before her.

“How are you feeling? I’m sure there’s no major injuries since your reluctance to be checked out, but this is a pretty gnarly cut here.” Your gloved hand caresses her clothed thigh that currently has a gash in the fabric.

Abby’s thighs tense at the feeling of your gentle finger caressing her. You take that as a symptom of tenseness and pull away immediately in worry. Abby silently curses herself.

“Is that painful there? I could check you out some more to see-” You ramble before being cut off by the blonde.

“N-no i'm okay just wasn’t ready for your touch. I didn't mind it.” She smirks, loving the shy smile that adorned your lips.

“Oh! Okay then, that’s perfect. So I’m just gonna need you to uh take off your pants- or what’s left of them, to stitch you up and send you on your way.” Your eyes veer from her eyes, oozing with nerves. Abby has this effect on you that you couldn’t explain.

Meanwhile, Abby is trying not to lose her shit at the thought of taking her pants off for you. She wished she was taking them off for a different circumstance-

“Uh, *cough*, yeah, th- that’s fine.” Abby tried-and failed- at keeping a cool and mysterious tone. In actuality, her brain was going a mile a minute all because of the beauty in front of her.

She stands and unbuckles her belt in front of you. Due to your height difference as you were still on your stool, her hips stood at face level. Your mouth salivates at the filthy thoughts flooding through your brain. You clear your throat and turn your head in a hurry, pretending to preoccupy yourself with something useless. Once the clang of her heavy belt buckle sounds, signaling it hitting the ground, you turn back to your patient. Your eyes bulge out of your eyes at the sight. You thought her thighs looked good before but holy shit. Her sculpted thighs were something to worship. Yet, this certainly was not the time.

You get through your mini short circuit and immediately get to work cleaning her wounds. The whole time you talk the blonde through what you’re doing. Abby wasn’t stupid, she was actually decently knowledgeable on things of the sort due to her late father, yet she didn’t once stop you to mention she knew what you were doing. She fell in love with your passion to heal others, your passion for your craft. Any frustrations from her patrol melted away as she listened and watched you work. Soft giggles leave your lips as Abby filters in jokes every now and then. If your voice is honey then your laugh is heaven to her. The way your nose scrunched when she said something you found particularly funny or dorky made her heart soar. Your laugh gave Abby a high that no drugs could ever give her.

“You are good to go!” You finish wrapping her bandage securely.

“If you have any questions feel free to stop by, okay? Make sure you’re not doing any rigorous training or activities for at least a few days.” You pointedly look at her with your eyebrows raised. You may be new but you know that all of your warnings will go in one ear and out the other.

Abby laughs at your knowing look, wondering how you could read her so well so soon. Unbeknownst to the two of you, that would only be the beginning.

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elsfairy · 1 year

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Fave TLOU blogs?

@darlingmisa @coeurify @wlfpet @ohcaptains @elliesflower @eden-nox @elliesmainhoe @enforcermoss @dnvrsmedia @whore-era

RELAX I HAVE SO MANY MORE FAVS BUT AGAIN, ID BE HERE FOR AGES ⭐️ THEY ARE ALL GREAT AND AMAZING, WANNA KISS ALL OF YOU 🫶🏻

#anon #ask

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dnvrsmedia · 9 months

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Dr. Anderson Will See You Now

Dr!Abby Anderson x Wife!Research assistant!Reader

Summary: You meet your now wife, Dr. Abby Anderson, working at Seattle Hospital as a Lab Specialist. 8 years and a marriage later, your life could not have been more perfect. What happens when your wife is destined on carrying out a silly little prank war?

warnings: 18+ mentions/themes of smut, not proof read

word count: 2k

AN: this is my first post back on tumblr in forever. I don’t foresee myself necessarily posting fics here fully time, but post the occasional fic that i am extra proud of. I still am really only posting on AO3 (sevikasplanet).

hope you enjoy.

Heavy breaths slow as you come down from your high. Your mind on cloud nine, you almost miss the whispers of reassurance coming from your blonde haired lover beside you. Abby pulls you in to lay directly on top of her. Your nose nuzzling into its designated spot in the crook of her neck. Soft kisses litter her skin as the both of you slow your breathing. You lift your head to look at the blue eyed girl with a toothy smile. No matter how many times the two of you have been intimate, a shy nature subcomes you. Abby chuckles at you with a light hearted roll of her eyes.

“We have been together for almost eight years, married for two of them. How are you still so shy?” Her big palm caresses your thigh as you try to return to your position you previously were in. Abby would not have any of that, the woman tilting your chin to face her with a loving look in her eye.

“I love you, baby.” Abby smiles. Your heart soars at the words left from her lips. That was something you could never get tired of.

“I love you too, Abs.” You plant a slow kiss to her lips, enjoying the feeling of her plush pillows contorting with yours.

Days like these were often very rare in the Anderson household. Abby is a very successful orthopedic surgeon, and you work full-time as a research specialist. The pair of you met while working at the same hospital you do now. Funnily enough, running into doctors was quite the rarity as you were on a completely different wing from your now wife. You had met the big goofy blonde in the cafeteria. It was your first week starting your new job at the hospital’s research facility. To say it was stressful becoming acquainted would be a complete understatement. Everything felt as if it were divinely fated against you (you do have the flair for dramatics and intense perfectionism). Even the stupid fucking self check out machine was laughing at your apparent stupidity.

Abby ran into you having a bit of…technical difficulties as you slammed your badge furiously across the scanner for the millionth time in the span of five minutes. It was pure luck that Abby just so happened to forget her lunch at her apartment today as she rushed to get ready for work. An incredulous chuckle left her mouth, not really sure if this was a bit or not. Tha confusion quickly went away when she heard your frustrated mutters of not so professional language leave your mouth.

“Stupid fuckin’ robot, n’ you’re ‘posed to take my job in the future? Dumb fuck!” Your pouty lips and furrowed brows were unlike anything Abby has ever seen. To this day, she swears this is when she started falling in love with you. Time fell frozen in her mind as she watched you, the most beautiful person she has ever seen.

“Um, I think I can help you with that, if you don’t mind?” Abby clears her throat, feeling the heat rise to her face as all of your attention turns to the buff woman before you.

Left opening your mouth like a fish out of water, your embarrassment flooded through your system– it left you hindered to speak as you nodded your head. All Abby can do is fondly smile at the person before her, what can she say, you have peaked her interest. Abby grazes her hand across yours as she reaches for your badge. Electricity flows through both of your veins at the small connection of your hands. If Abby wasn’t bright red before, she was now. She shook her head lightly as if she was telling herself to remain on task, and did just that. You practically facepalm yourself as you see the freckled face woman flip your badge to the correct side and swipe.

“Oh my god I just threw a tantrum over that.” You giggled at the situation you put yourself in.

“Here, why don’t I buy you your lunch? As a thank you for your hard work uh–” Your eyes trail to the name embroidered onto her white coat. “Dr. Anderson.” A wide smile beams from your mouth, unbeknownst to you, your forever was awaiting right in front of you.

Abby pulls away with a reminiscent smile on her face. Abby was never one to indulge in romantic relationships,at least not the long term kind, until she met you. For the majority of her adult years, Abby spent her time with her head down and her nose between her books. She would spend the little free time she had at the gym or with her close knit group of friends and family. Becoming a successful orthopedic surgeon at her age took hand work and dedication, and if her father taught her anything it would be just that. The Andersons were resilient and Abby was a direct product of that.

Never having known her mother, Abby grew up around doctors. Her second home was the hospital’s daycare. Although Jerry tried his best to be around Abby, there were times where the blonde was left to raise herself. Jerry was open minded and well informed, he lacked the experience of womanhood. Abby was never keen on stereotypical “girl” things. That did help him in raising her, though if Abby did turn out to love tutus and sparkles, he would be the first to participate. Abby appreciated having Jerry as her number one fan. You would think that he would pressure the girl into becoming a successful neurosurgeon, leading a life just as fruitful, but that was not the case. Jerry understood that doing what you loved was the greater purpose of life. Abby just so happened to have a fascination with fixing broken things– where that be bones broken or the relationships of friends. Yet, she never found time to get into relationships herself. Thus, when she found you, she knew she couldn’t let you go. From the moment she saw you halfway to breaking the self checkout scanner, she needed to find a way to fix her way into your life. Those eight years of fixing turned from putting together your pesky IKEA desk, to fixing the hinges on your squeaky door, to finally fixing the ring on your finger, cementing your future together.

The pair of you wouldn’t change the last eight years for the life of you. Those days came with love and laughter. Specifically, unbeknownst to many, Abby liked to play pranks. You, being someone who disliked surprises, somehow fell in love with a six foot two goofball. Her residents would think you were insane for associating Abby with the word goofball. She was nothing shy of a hardass when it came to work. Her pouty lips and furrowed eyebrows were a staple at the Seattle Hospital. She finds it hilarious that the interns are scared of her. Her fellow residents must comply with her reputation when they really know that she is the first one to call when times get hard.

“I have a gift for you coming in at the end of the week.”

The tall blonde smugly smirks as her rough fingers gently contrast her light touches on your naked body on top of hers. Her smile widens as your breath hitches, like you know where this is going.

“A gift? What do you have planned, Dr.Anderson?”

A groan emits from her throat, knowing what that title does to her when you use it. I mean, it is the reason why you two ended up rustling in bed on your day off.

Abby laughs while squeezing the fat of your thigh.

“Nothing you have to worry about. Lover. Just know that you’ll enjoy it just like you seemed to enjoy today.”

A nibble on your earlobe makes your shiver as the soreness between your thighs makes you remember the details of your rendezvous with your wife. Your face smooshes into the crevasse of her neck and shoulder in embarrassment. Abby smiles, ready for her prank to commence.

If you would have known that your wife would go out of her way to make your life unbearably distressing for the next week then you would have told her to take her gift and shove it up her ass. Every waking moment, Abby has decided to tease you. Relentlessly. Constant reminders throughout your day about your gift— that you should be expecting by Saturday— could have never possibly left your mind with how she never let you forget. Her lips trail all of your sweet spots in passing throughout your mornings. Strong hands roughly spread your asscheeks disgustingly well as she wetly explores the inside of your mouth in a storage closet near your lab. Whimpers leaving your lips as your wife teases your nipples while you prepare dinner. Tweaking them in her hands as she whispers dirty thoughts in your ear. Throwing you on the bed, licking, sucking, prodding, and prying at your plush thighs, groaning from below you. Calling you from your lab to an empty office, making you grind on her thigh, then rudely leaving you hot and bothered. Yet, whenever you begged for her to continue, she would find an excuse to not move on.

It’s not that you’d say your sex drive is unnecessarily high, but you have a sexy stallion of a wife, who could blame you? It got to the point where she was the only thing on your mind all day. You felt immense need thrumming through your bones at all possible hours of the day, and you weren’t sure how much longer you could take it. Luckily for you, Saturday was on the horizon. From the moment you woke up, you were by Abigail’s side clinging to her every movement.

Of course, your wife found this to be very endearing and hilarious. Any time you heard a shuffle outside of the front door, you pearled up like a dog. The worst part of the day was waiting anxiously for whatever “gift” your wife had for you. By the time you were growing annoyed, Abby picked you up and threw you over her shoulder—army style.

“Abigail!!! What the fuck are you doing?!” You squealed out between heavy laughs.

To say that you were complaining, ESPECIALLY with the view of her ass you’re getting would be a lie. A loud smack recoils from your hand slapping your wife’s sculpted butt cheek. A faux gasp leaves her lips.

“I’d be careful, baby, I’m the one carrying you.” Abby laughs at your wiggling ceasing. A smack lands on your backside, and although you can’t see her, you know that sexy and cocky smirk adorns her face. Especially after that loud whimper that leaves your lips. Abby flops you on the bed after she makes it up to your shared bedroom. Like a predator to its prey, she slowly stalks up to your lips, her body on top of yours. Her hair loose from her normal solo french braid, creating a halo of hair surrounding your face.

“Hi, beautiful.” Abby purrs as a hand of yours tucks her golden locks behind her ears, caressing her cheek in your palm. No matter the situation, Abby never fails to erupt butterflies in your stomach. Your face turns away from her loving and lustful eyes at the term of endearment.

“Uh uh, baby, look at me. C’mon, you’ve been so good this week. Wouldn’t wanna ruin your surprise now, would you?” Abby coos.

Your eyes snap back to hers, snapping into that submissive state she’s had you in oh so many times. You shake your head and respond to her with a ‘no’.

“Good.” Abby says as she quickly plants a sweet kiss to your lips. You whine in protest at the quick peck, wanting more, yet all your lover does is pinch your cheek with a smirk.

“Patience, baby. I’m gonna go get your gift now, okay?” And with that, the blonde scurried into your en suite bathroom.

Now what you didn’t see would be the devilish smile attached to her face. Abby might be a gentle giant and a fierce lover, but that did not stop her from being wildly competitive. Her need for pranking you only came after a small prank you pulled on her the first year of dating. Thus, ultimately creating an 8 year long prank war between the two of you. Abby even going as far as pranking you on your wedding day.

-2 years ago-

It was a beautiful day to have a wedding, and you could not have been more sure that you were making the best decision of your life. Your intimate wedding occurred at the private beach and house that Jerry owned. The view was spectacular, and so was the day. Before the wedding took place, Abby and yourself decided that you would want to have a private “first look” with you, her, and her friend Leah—a professional photographer. You were practically bouncing off the walls with how excited you were to see the love of your life. You were so curious about what she would wear. So, when it was time to turn around, you were surprised to see your future wife in a blow up dinosaur suit. Your jaw dropped as Abby couldn’t contain her fits of laughter, her tiny dinosaur hands trying to hold you. After your initial shock, you joined in on the continuous laughter. The pictures of your reaction were priceless, and to this day, it is her phone lockscreen.

Silly things like this was what made you sure that you made the correct decision, even if what she is about to do will royally piss you off.

“Close your eyes!” Is yelled from the bathroom with a slight giggle to her tone. Your eyes roll before you cover your eyes with your hands, you know already that Abby hates when you peak.

“They’re closed! C’mon I'm getting bored, Abs.” You yell back.

You can hear the blonde shuffling from the bathroom, trying to hold back her laughs. This sound confirmed to you that your wife was up to something very, very stupid.

“Okay, open up.” Abby bites back a smile as she stands at the foot of the bed.

Your eyes open and your mouth immediately flys open in shock.

“Dr.Anderson will see you now.” She tries to stay composed, clearly failing at the sound of her quiet chuckles.

Abby had teased you relentlessly for a week, turning you on to levels unknown…for an ill fitting “sexy” doctors costume? She looked absolutely ridiculous in this outfit. The costume fit her like an adult trying to put a toddlers dress on. The low cut white dress with a slit on both sides hardly fit over her wide shoulders and built physique. The buttons pulled at a tension so great you were shocked that they didn’t burst. The zipper not even getting the chance to zip due to her ridiculously muscular stature. The fishnet stallings digging into her wide thighs, topping it off with a very very tiny thong. To say that you were not expecting this would say the least.

“Abigail. What. The. Actual. Fuck!” You throw your head back in a loud cackle. Your belly hurting from the intense laughter bubbling up inside. She takes a stride towards you, but stops just as fast as a loud ‘riiiiip’ noise is heard. Her eyes bulge out of her head as she turns around. Her ass and thong fully hanging out as the fishnets now have a large hole on them. A howl erupts from both of your lips at the ridiculousness of it all.

It takes moments for you both to calm down, and after many pictures taken, Abby takes off the costume and joins you back on the bed.

“Although you got me really good, I'm still kinda mad at you for teasing me like that.” You pout at your wife.

Abby trails her hand up to where you need it most, caressing your clothed core. Her lips trailing up to your ear.

“Oh, babe, I’ll be sure to make it up to you.”

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ellie purposefully pouting so you can go kiss her

i mean ellie is a grumpy girl on the regular

being able to have her smile was your favorite

throughout your day through jackson, if you found your girl in her grumpy mood (9 times out of 10) you would sneak up to her and plant a kiss on her lips.

at first, ellie would try to hide her smile (she’s the most stubborn person like ever)

YET! you are persistent

ellie would break out into a full blown smile and blush

“babe! cmon i had a shit patrol-kiss-stop let me- kiss- BABE!”

although she pretends to hate it, she actually loves it

ellie loves the feeling that she gets when you’re near

& she could never say no to kissing you

yet, this stubborn auburn haired girl couldn’t let you win

so, being the little shit she is, she learned how to make this extra enjoyable for herself

she practically pavloved you into kissing her till she smiles

ellie will purposely make sure she’s extra pouty whenever she knows you’ll be near

bc yk just asking for a kiss would be too much (stubborn little shit but we love her for it!)

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goalie!abby on draft night

okay but imagine goalie!abby getting drafted to go pro oh my goodness

she would absolutely be terrified the day of draft night

i mean baby girl is shaking, zoning out into space you name it

it got to the point where you needed to call her dad for advice!

jerry was absolutely an angel!! he gave her a call & you saw how she physically relaxed.

some weight lifted off of her shoulders just enough for her to get through the day before the big night!!

you were her date to the event ofc!

surrounded by her coach, dad, & best friends

it’s not common for goalies to go number one draft pick so abby lowered her expectations

so when her name was called to her dream team in california, she sat there shocked and unmoving

tears flowed freely from your eyes as you shook her to escape her state of shock

abby immediately wraps her arms around your waist and plants the most loving and tearful kiss on your mouth

after you two separated, abby envelops her father in a tearful hug

no eye in that banquet hall was dry!

you couldn’t have been more proud of your girl :(

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dnvrsmedia · 11 months

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thinking abt the way ellie’s face lights up when she sees you..

she could be having to shovel shimmers shit all day, yet the second you enter her line it vision it’s all smiles & loving eyes.

ellie could say yes to anything anyone says to her in your presence. her mind and eyes always on you, never fully paying attention unless you’re speaking.

i mean the girl is whipped like hook line & sinker.

joel definitely took advantage of this a few times!!

“oh hey there, y/n!” joel smiles at you. ellie wraps her arm around your waist and places her hand in your back pocket.

“we were just talking about how i’d love you over for some dinner! ellie’s making and doing the dishes after ‘innat right, kiddo?” joel smiles a big ole toothy grin as ellie dumbly nodded.

you laughed knowing that if there was anything ellie hated it would be having to cook. although, due to unpopular belief, she is pretty good at it.

you kiss her cheek when you say goodbye, not missing the face plant she does when she realizes what she agreed to do.

you love your girl & she loves you back even harder

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The Farmer, The Wrangler, & The Cowboy - TLOU II AU

Part One - Spring Morning

18+ series

Summary: You're the new farmer in town with a big heart and an even bigger love for two women. What happens when these two women apparently hate each other?

It was a warm spring morning in Jackson, Wyoming. Life was slowly blossoming as the days started to get warmer and longer. Sweat glided down your smooth face as the sun beamed brightly onto the Earth. Your hands are currently busy lifting up the heavy bails of hay. You were a farmer here at the commune. You were one of the younger ones on the farm, but you didn’t let that fool anyone. You were more than capable of taking care of and maintaining the land. You liked it that way too. Tending to the Earth, thanking it for its bountifulness. With a steady hand, you firmly grasp the last bail of hay and fling it to the top of the pile. Your strong forearm wipes the sweat from your brow with a squint. You really should listen to your Mama and wear those sunglasses. You were pulled from your thoughts with the beautiful view of the wrangler in the distance.

Her short auburn hair tucked behind her ears as a hat lay snugly upon her head. Your eyes trail from the top of her head, down to her elongated neck. Constellations of freckles and moles litter her body like they were hand placed from whatever almighty that may rule from above. Her neck is briefly exposed as her muscles contort and contract with her movements. You’re not sure what she's doing but you definitely are enjoying the view. Her tank top is doing very little to protect her pale skin from the harshness of the sun. You swear you could see the beads of sweat glissing on her skin from here. Her muscles- oh god were her muscles beautifully on display. Distally from her muscles that make you squeeze your thighs together, are her most valuable assets. Ellie Williams has the most beautiful hands you think you have ever seen. Her strong fingers that can shoot a pistol quicker than anyone in the whole state of Wyoming. Ellie made it known to all who were in her path of how proud she was of her hands. Although, she never needed to do that. You see, Ellie Williams’ legacy didn’t only have to deal with her amazing wrangling and shooting skills. Ellie was a player. She didn’t mind knowing that every woman fawned over her and that all the men wanted to be her. Unbeknownst to most, all that didn’t matter to her. Ellie only wanted who she had her eyes on, and Ellie Williams always got what she wanted.

With a quick look up from what she was doing, Ellie noticed you staring up at her. Immediately a devious smirk adorned her face. If Ellie was one thing, she was a tease. Leaving her unfinished work behind, Ellie walked down from the stables to talk to you. Panic set into your body as soon as you saw her moving towards you. Trying to act like you didn’t notice her, you began working on your task. You really wished that Ellie was on her way somewhere else; I mean you always end up making a fool out of yourself whenever you were around her. If you were to be a respectable farmer, then you were to keep your head down and get to work.

“Howdy,” a raspy drawl that you thought about way too often breaks you out of your train of thought.

You let out an exhale in readiness to make an absolute ass out of yourself. You look up from your task of piling hay to see Ellie standing proud directly in front of you. Her cocky smirk plastered onto her mouth as she tastefully bites her lip. Ellie isn’t like you. She doesn’t shy away from letting it be known that she’s checking someone out. That is exactly what she does with you right now. Her eyes drink in your curves like a tall glass of water on a hot day. You feel faint within her vicinity which causes you to shy away from her demanding eye contact.

“Hey, Ellie. Beautiful day out, huh? M’ sure the horses are lovin’ the extra sunlight. I know Bessy is.” A cow moos loudly in the distance which causes you to let out a giggle.

Bessy was your favorite thing maybe on the whole entire planet earth. She was the first cow that you helped birth and now you two are attached at the hip. Everyone knew that you and Bessy were best friends, including the very charming cowboy named Abby. Ellie would never admit it outloud, but she was jealous of the close knit relationship that the both of you had. Ellie wanted to be seen the way that Abby was in your eyes. Pot calling the kettle black, she knows, but it's a loop that she’s stuck in. She can’t get your attention, so she plays with other girl’s hearts, you think of her like that is all she’s good for, she sees you with Abby, and the cycle continues. She chuckles at you and nods.

“Yeah, Shimmer was all excited. It was so hard to even get her to stand still.” She laughs at the memory.

“Your girlfriend almost fell off her horse, that's how excited they all were.” Ellie smirks at the flush of your face.

“Abby? Oh we- uh she’s not uh.” You stumble over your words. Did you have feelings for your very strong and beautiful blonde friend? Of course you did, but you will never admit that you are at a crossroads with your feelings. Ellie and Abby make your heart feel whole in two different yet very similar ways and that terrified you.

“I was just fucking with you, pretty lady.” Ellie picks a piece of straw and puts a part in her mouth to chew. You get blindsided by her strong jaw contracting as her mandible and maxilla close for her teeth to collide together. You look away quickly to compose yourself.

“Oh uh I knew that, haha- um anyway, are you gonna go to the spring fling?” You wrung your hands in between each other, your anxiety manifesting physically. Ellie scoffed at the thought of being in a room with too many hypermasculine men and her ex flings in one space fighting for her attention.

“I uh- I don’t know yet. Maybe if a pretty girl like you is going then, maybe.” She smirks and tilts her hat to you. You look up at her with the most heart melting smile. You shake your head and look down to hide your excitement.

“Mhm! I think I might stop by or somethin’, my Mama said I gotta get out more that isn’t just coming to see the animals and Bess. You didn’t need to know that um-” there you go making a fool out of yourself.

Yet, Ellie found your ramblings absolutely adorable. She stood there with her hand on her hip and a sly smile at your overshare. It didn’t escape her that you mentioned Bessy the cow like she wasn’t an animal. She adored the bond you created with that sassy son of a bitch.

“But yeah Abby s’ gonna go n’ she told me to come by so um I’ll be there!” You awkwardly giggled as you looked back up to Ellie. Her smile faltered at the mention of Abby, but she quickly covered it up at the thought of seeing you all dressed up.

“Well then,” Ellie moves closer to you and picks a piece of rouge hay out of your hair, “I guess I’ll be seein’ you later tonight, darlin’. Be good now.” Ellie tilts her hat at you once more as a goodbye and walks back up to the stables, leaving you daydreaming about her auburn hair and beautiful eyes.

You knew that Abby and Ellie had…interesting thoughts about each other. The real mystery is what happened. Apparently before you moved here to Jackson, Abby and Ellie were close friends until they weren’t. You even tried to ask Abby about it, but she would just change the subject with a stone cold face. You didn’t have time to ask Ellie since you spent the better half of your time with her trying not to make a bigger ass of yourself then you already have. You let out a sigh and began finishing up your work for the day. Hopefully you can get through your day without any more distractions.

You finish your tasks pretty quickly after your interaction with Ellie surprisingly. The heat had picked up a bit as the afternoon sun came. You had a thick flannel on that is now discarded while you tend to the chickens. Sweat was dripping from places that you didn’t even know could possibly sweat. The glorious life of a farmer, huh? You giggle to yourself as Stacie, the mama hen, runs over her chicks for some feed.

“Now, now, Stacie, that's not how you treat your babies is it?” A familiar voice is heard from behind you. A wide smile makes its way to your face as you turn around to see your best friend.

“She’s just hungry, Abs. That’s what you look like whenever I cook.” You giggle. You’re finally able to take a good look at Abby and good god…

Abby stood in front of the chicken coop with one beautifully strong arm leaning up against the old wood. Her thumb looped around her belt buckle that sat on top of her oh so very tight work jeans. The denim sculpting her god-like thighs, leaving not much to the imagination. She lets out a chuckle you know all too well and pushes herself off of the entrance.

“Oh c’mon sweetheart, ya know your cookin’ is heavenly.” She smirks and moves to help feed the chickens.

“Lemme take that for ya’ darlin’.” Abby mutters as she takes the heavy bucket of feed from your hands. You look away to try and hide your newfound shyness. Abby smiles to herself thinking about how you’re just too sweet. Her sweet little farmer.

You clear your throat and wring out your fingers in your other hand.

“I uh talked to Ellie earlier…” You all but whispered, nervous about bringing up the girl to your best friend. Abby froze for a second and then continued to finish the bucket of feed.

“Oh yeah?” she answered with a clenched jaw.

“Mhm, n she’s gonna come to the spring fling!” You said excitedly.

Abby tried not to roll her eyes at the idea of the girl being there. She knew you wanted the both of them to get along, but something within her couldn’t let whatever happened go. Abby let out a sigh and put the bucket onto the floor of the coop.

“Ya know I just wanted to go with you, pretty girl. Ya know Ellie n’ I don’t get along like that.” Abby turns her body to you, hands on her hips. You roll your eyes at Abby which visibly makes her more upset.

“Now, don’ be givin’ attitude to me like that, darl. I’d watch yourself if you want to go to this thing.” Abby moved closer to your body, lifting your chin up with her calloused fingers. You gulp as you nod your head.

“Sorry s’ just you know I want you two to get along. Ya’ both mean lots to me.” You pout.

Abby seems to take your apology and lets go of your chin. She leans down and plants a peck on your warm, sun bitten cheek.

“I know you do, darl’, I promise I'll be on my best behavior if she is too, okay?” She smiles kindly at you as a wide smile adorns your face. A small squeal leaves your body that Abby finds endearing.

“Thank you, Abby!” You jump and give her a hug. You couldn’t wait to spend the night with both of your favorite people.

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