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urfavbooblover · 2 years

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If your requests are open I would like Abby x female reader were the reader Is a firefly and she and a few others are in the city and Abby and the salt lake crew sees them and they talk and Join the fireflies

Hi, thank you for your request! It took me a while to finish this imagine, cause I got quite a lot requests rn, but I hope you like it!! Btw, I changed the “Salt lake crew” to Lev, because they searched for the Fireflies, at the end of the game, and I thought it fitted a bit more, so I hope that’s okay :))

Fireflies || Abby Anderson x female/non-male reader

Warnings: fluff, cursing

(remind me if I missed any)

- The last of us/pt2: masterlist link -

Y/N’s pov:

The warm summer breeze hit my face, as I walked through Santa Barbara. I’m with a few others from the crew, just patrolling.

I was a bit ahead of the others, not wanting to talk to anyone right now. I’m just trying to enjoy this weather a bit more, before autumn eventually starts.

My eyes were exploring the nature, as I suddenly heard a screech. I stopped in my tracks, and looked behind me. The others have seemed to noticed it too.

My hand lowered to my weapon belt, ready to grab my gun. We slowly moved forward, before the screaming zombie came in our vision.

We were about to get closer to the creature, but there was suddenly a gunshot, followed by the dead body dropping to the ground.

The rest of my people caught up with me, as we all watched a woman and a small boy, not so far away.

“Do you think it’s them?”

“Huh? What do you mean ‘them’”

“I got told, that there was someone getting in contact with us, over a radio. Their name is ‘Abby’, who’s searching for fireflies. They also said, it would be two of them to join us.”, I answered the question of my crew mate.

“Well, that would explain why they’re here.”

I turned around, seeing them already starting to trail off again. “Come on! We should talk to them!” I ran after them.

“Hey!”, I shouted, before slowing down, waiting for them to face me.

That’s when I finally got a closer look of these two… and holy shit, was she fine. I tried not to show my shock, playing it off.

“I’m not a treat! I just need to ask you guys something.”

The muscular woman gave me first an unsure expression, till her eyes dropped down to my necklace.

A frown formed on my face, when I realized I’m wearing my firefly charm. Fuck… what if they recognize the symbol? I mean, not everyone liked the fireflies back then.

“You know what? I think you’re the one we’re searching for.”, she muttered.

“What do you mean? Wait… are you-“

“Abby. Yes.”, she chuckled, her face now lighting up with happiness.

“Oh man… so you guys were the ones from the radio, right?”

“Yeah! That was me.”

We couldn’t believe, we found each other this way. My teammates seemed to be confused though. They’re just standing further away, watching with confusion written all over them.

“Usually here’s almost no human being out there. We were pretty surprised, when we saw you two wandering around.”, “I must admit, we got really lost, but now that we’ve found you, we should definitely return, right?.”

“Yeah, forget our patrol, new people joining our small group, is much more important anyways!”

On our walk back to the fireflies place, we kept on building a conversation with each other. The boy wasn’t very talkative, but I at least got to know his name. He’s called “Lev”.

Our base also wasn’t that far away, and we eventually arrived. I helped Abby and Lev get to the sign in, and the boss was very exited, about them being here.

I waited in front of my bosses office, when suddenly the door opened. Abby and Lev walked out, making my attention go back to them.

“How did it go?”

“It was going really well! He gave us keys to our rooms, explained everything, and tomorrow we’ll get some gear ya know.”, “But… she also suggested, that I should ask someone to show me around.”, she continued.

Her face already told me who she was thinking about.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be there whenever you need help, newbie.”

____________________________________________

It’s been like a month now, since Abby arrived with her little company, and we already began a great friendship. We often hang out, whenever we could, and met up at night when we couldn’t sleep.

I can’t even see her as a friend anymore, I actually felt a little more than that. Anytime she’s around, I feel this little tingling in my stomach, and I know I like her.

But is it even worth it, falling in love in this world?

Maybe live doesn’t have to be so bad, I don’t need to make it worse than it already is. I should enjoy the moments I have, and spend them with someone who I truly love.

But I only want it, if it’s with her.

I didn’t realize me zooming out, until a certain person brought me back to reality. “What are you thinking about?”

I quickly looked to my left, seeing Abby standing right next to me. “Oh, just about random stuff.”, I shrugged my shoulders, giving her a kind smile.

Please let go of this theme-

“Well you seemed pretty ‘into it’, huh?”, she teased, with a laugh escaping her lips. Shit.

“Uhm… really it’s nothing.”, I chuckled awkwardly. “Sure…”, she nodded her head. I know she’s not believing me, but as if I’m going to tell her about my actual daydreams.

Especially if they’re about herself.

“By the way, I was thinking you and me, tonight. We could meet in my room this time. I found some stuff on patrol today, and you need to see this.”

“I’ll be there.”, I smiled, as she gave me two thumbs up, disappearing again.

I let out a sigh, after finally getting this conversation over. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely enjoy talking to her. I could do this for hours, but right now was just fucking awkward.

I watched the clock the whole evening, waiting for it to hit 12 am. That’s the time we always meet up.

And let me tell you how damn slow time went by today. I just can’t wait to see her again.

I made my way over to her little apartment, and knocked on the door as quiet as possible. No one knows about us visiting each other this late, and it should stay this way too.

“Hey there.”

“Hey.”

She moved to the side, letting me in.

“Okay… so what was what you wanted to show me?”, I asked with true curiosity. She hid something behind her back, as I furrowed my eyebrows.

And that’s when she showed me a bottle of… alcohol.

“Oh come on! Alcohol?! That’s what got you so excited?”, “It’s my favorited! Plus it’s pretty hard to find!”, she defended herself, as I could only shake my head and laugh.

“So… you want a glas?”

“Nah, I’m good.”

“Your loss.”, she shrugged, making me roll my eyes playfully.

I watched her take a sip, as her expression changed to a very pleased one. I never understood how someone could be so happy about this shit.

“Your face tells me you’re enjoying the company of alcohol more than mine.”, I remarked, hoping she would also just take it as a joke.

“Your company is the only I truly could not get tired of… okay, and maybe Lev’s.”, she grinned. That’s a nice compliment actually.

We laid on our backs, looking at the ceiling. Gladly, she only drank two glasses, I don’t wanna hang out with a drunk woman. Never could handle drunk people…

“Abby…”

“Hmm?”

“Did you ever like somebody? And how was it feeling in this fucked up world?”, “Pff…you’re funny, Y/N. But to answer your question, yes.”

“Oh, really? When?”

“Right now.”

My stomach dropped, as silence took over the whole room. No one said a word anymore. I don’t know how to feel about this…

I don’t even know who it is, it could literally be everyone.

“You’re not going to tell me, right?”

“Believe me, I want to.”

“Then, what’s stopping you?”

Her head turned to me, while she wore a serious expression. “Well… would you find it easy, confessing your feelings to the person you like?”

“But- you just did?”

“Huh? Oh- shit…”

I couldn’t hold in my laugh, after I saw how dumbfounded she looks right now.

But it didn’t last for so long, when I suddenly was pinned down on her bed. She held deep eye contact with me, before I placed my hands on her cheeks.

“Don’t be embarrassing Abby… I like you too.”, I whispered, and pulled her head more down.

Our lips almost touched, as I felt a smile forming. I was proud of myself, getting a woman like her all flustered.

“You should see your face.”, I chuckled.

“You should see yours, after this one.”, she mumbled, when she all of a sudden closed the gap between our lips. Well… she wasn’t wrong.

I melted into the kiss, her lips moving passionately on my own. If we wouldn’t be running out of breath so fast, we wouldn’t have pulled apart so soon.

She pressed her forehead against mine, glaring at me with loving eyes.

“I wanted to do this for so long…”, she said, in a slight raspy voice.

“Yeah, me too…”

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liminalweirdo · 2 years

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from the fanfic writer emoji ask thing you reblogged a couple days ago: 🏆😈🛒🤡💔✅🤲🏻

🏆 What's your most popular fic?

I wasn’t 100% sure how to answer this, whether I should use hits or kudos to determine popularity on ao3 but kudos felt more valid, so definitely I love your bones is my most popular, which is a shyan fic I wrote for Buzzfeed Unsolved way back in 2017. (simpler times)

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

I don’t really do this? I definitely write a lot of angst and sad stuff, but it’s never just to be playfully mean. I personally don’t like gratuitous hurt in fic, so if I write hard/sad stuff it has to have a place in the plot for me personally, otherwise it goes. (Sometimes it finds its way into another story, though).

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

I definitely do this. The way I describe light, mental illness is a common theme, queerness and particularly queered sex (particularly in straight or straight-passing pairings). I think I have a lot of water imagery. Yeah. Also probably roadtrips. And any time I can add the spooky, I will. :D

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

Haha, oh no. I always think the stuff I write is really funny but then I worry that it isn’t funny to anyone else. Zach’s line (in I’m fine and you’re fine) where he says he wanted to be a teacher bc he’s less hot than Ms. Barron so he won’t be distracting made me laugh a lot. I just hope it actually works in the fic.

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

Oh, always. Maelstrom (shyan, BFU. Roadtrips, mental illness, belonging) is the first one that comes to mind, always followed by the Real Sad Fic Theory Number 7 (shyan + zombies = misery). When you close your eyes, is it hell you see? is another sad-times fave (sad queer kids, trying to fall in love with the wrong person). And maybe He Doesn’t Like You because over the years I’ve somehow become fond of Ginger Snaps’s Trina Sinclair.

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

Light descriptions, cats, roadtrips, ghosts.

🤲🏻 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

WELL SINCE YOU ASKED SO NICELY! (I would love to)

This is from my Super Dark Times fic I’m fine and you’re fine:

Josh is mostly quiet, sitting at the end of Zach’s kitchen table with a mostly untouched cup of coffee while Zach rush around making sure he does actually have everything. He’s reading the back of the cereal box Zach had taken out for breakfast and forgot to put back, one elbow up on the table, face in his hand, almost like a wall between himself and Zach in a way that sort of puts a pit in Zach’s stomach, but he doesn’t have time for something like this now. They were fine last night.

And this is from an untitled wip for a (gen) Lev and Abby fic in TloU:

It feels like the ground tips sideways beneath him, sometimes, with the drop of the braid down Abby’s back instead of it being wound and tucked and pinned tight. Lev’s hair is longer than it was in their Seattle days, but Abby always makes sure they cut it before it gets too long, and that means… something. It means something that the kitchen scissors they took in the last city take up space and weight in her backpack that could be used for other things. A skinning knife, an extra flashlight, fishing hooks. She keeps the scissors. She cuts his hair with hands that are gentle if unskilled, and her carefulness almost hurts sometimes more than the scars cut into his cheeks.

(Also, for anyone still waiting on my Fo4 fic, he's a demon — he's a devil — he's a doll I wanted to include a snippet but I didn’t have one in showable condition haha, but, I haven’t forgotten about it! And I’m sorry it’s taking so long.)

#liminal asks #liminal answers #fanfiction #super dark times #ginger snaps #shyan #tloup2 #fo4 #fallout 4

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