#abby answers asks

[killianxswan]

Challenge for you: Rant on something ouat related but not Captain Swan

oof. you got me on this one. this will be tough.

of course i could talk about how i unironically love the musical episode and how the songs from it actually bring me so much joy and comfort. i think the melodies and overall themes are beautiful, even if the lyrics are basic and sometimes too "disney singalong" feeling.

but...i'll admit. a lot of that has to do with how it culminates with the cs wedding and their 'happy beginning' and all...so i'll steer clear of that (unless someone asks for separate post about it, which, fine, twist my arm, i'll probably write one eventually anyway) i'm going to rant about my beloved, henry swan mills. because i loved his character from the start and i always will. i know he gets a lot of shit in this fandom, and i will defend him through all of it (aside from criticisms of jared's acting, which i do think are valid, it was his first gig and he grew up on that set, etc). i think i'm in the same boat as a lot of people of not liking the entire author plot line (maybe 'not liking' isn't the right phrase, more agonizing over the lost potential), but if anyone was going to be the author i am so glad that it was henry, and i think it fits well with the canon. at the end of the day the whole show comes back to emma and henry. and if it's one thing we know about henry, it's that he has the heart of the truest believer and he cares about getting everyone their happy ending. henry and the book are the crux of the show from season one for me, so it makes sense to ME that the fate of the book be in his hands (and i love his moment of breaking the pen, such a harry potter deathly hallows part ii moment of harry breaking the elder wand if you know what i mean) additionally, i cannot pass up the opportunity to talk about captain cobra. (i actually have a side blog captain-cobra that i might end up using one day ¯\_(ツ)_/¯) but yeah. their relationship means so much to me. the connection they both have to bae, the way killian gets a second chance at being a father figure to none other than bae and emma's son like agsjkfd god i don't agree with the writers a lot but to me that is truly brilliant writing. i also love the antics they get up to together, both of their mischievous plotting sides, the way they both just want the best for emma, killian teaching him to sail, etc etc.

okay okay there was a little cs in there but i TRIED to keep it brief. thank you for the ask!!! this was a really interesting challenge for my rat brain and a perfect opportunity for a henry appreciation post.

you asked for a rant and you got one ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

send me more things to rant about <33

#abby answers asks #if shes asked them #captain cobra #henry swan-mills #send me things to rant about #personal or fandom #it could be fun ! just saying ! #thatmademewant #killianxswan

[wantneedmiss]

Ideal way to dominate Killian Jones?

riding him like a stallion

sticking my fingers in his mouth

calling him pet names

edging him

do i go on...

#thatmademewant #abby answers asks #when she gets them #this one was UH MAZING #need i go on??? #bc i could go on and on and on

[elliesdoll]

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

#dolly’s stuff 𝜗𝜚 #ellie williams #lesbian #tlou2 #ellie williams smut #ellie x reader #tlou part 2 #abby the last of us #wlw #ellie smut #i need to answer my asks #i’m gonna do it i swear

[heavenlyhischier]

i need to see this video of nico so i can quit sobbing please and thank you.

at your service 🫡

#cait✨ #⭃ abby answers asks #nico hischier

[aeripq]

Can I apply for general relationship hcs with Lyney? He seems so naughty to me lol

lyney, at first glance, is 100% a charmer. he’ll charm his way to your heart, wink his way to your home, and gaze his way into your soul.

underneath his playful exterior, however, lyney is, at heart, really fragile. he’s like a porcelain plate- a shake too hard and he shatters.

in a relationship lyney is really considerate. he always has you on his mind. he loves giving you small gifts. by small gifts, i mean extraordinarily expensive rings, bracelets, necklaces, and other jewelry. there’s just something about having a gold L adorning your finger that makes him giggle with pride.

lyney loves being intimate with you. no, not like that. he loves waking up next to you and just holding you- relishing in your presence. he loves slowly dancing in the kitchen, swaying back and forth and resting his forehead against yours. it makes him feel so close to you. <3

lyney always looks for you first whenever he’s performing. it not only boosts tf out of his ego, but fills him with an inflating sense of pride and confidence to push the performance to its limits.

lyney is really big on flowers. he likes giving them to you, but, he loves receiving them. it makes him feel so appreciated and special that you went to such lengths to prove your love to him. he’ll cut the stem of a rose and stick it in his hat, showing it off and flaunting it during his performance.

lyney actually enjoys pottery. it was a quick pass time from when he was younger, but he has grown to fall in love with the art.

lyney absolutely adores physical affection. he’s not super into big pda, but is 100% not afraid and willing to wrap an arm around you, lace your fingers with his, or give you some light butterfly kisses. if you return the affection? he’s marrying you. he needs someone to both physically and mentally reassure him, and to do that he needs you to comb your fingers through his hair, or hold his face and tell him you love him.

in private, lyney is all over you. sleeping on you, kissing you, hugging you, touching you, he never lets up.

a/n:: you ask i shall deliver. hope these r ok bubs <3 ❤️

WRITTEN BEFORE LYNEY’S RELEASE!!! also do not copy, repost w/o permission, change, or post onto other platforms. ty! ❤️

#lyney #genshin impact lyney #genshin lyney x reader #genshin lyney #lyney x reader #genshin #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin men x reader #fontaine #fontaine x reader #abbie ;; answering asks

[good-griief]

true! sex is cool but do you ever think of getting into bed while abby is laying down and pushing her shirt up to kiss her stomach and feel the fluttering of her abdomen against your lips as she laughs at the feeling of your warm kisses <3

ur so right actually here u go<33

I think after a long day of working hard and tiring herself out, Abby would go to her room and lie down. She’d expected you to be there, as you’d planned to eat together in her room, but you must’ve still been working, so she changed out of her day clothes and waited with a book as she lay in bed. She’d tried to stay awake, fighting off sleep each time her eyes fluttered, but eventually her book was left in front of her as her head rested on the pillow you usually used.

When you finally got to her room, completely exhausted from the extra tasks you’d been handed, you were carrying two plates of hot food and trying not to drop them as you came in carefully and kicked the door shut behind you. You set the food on a small desk she had in the room and looked at her, fast asleep.

You felt bad for making her wait, especially since you were the one that suggested dinner in her room for privacy; meaning that she hadn’t eaten.

You continued to let her rest, undressing and getting into one of her sweatshirts and a pair of her boxers before you went to the bed and knelt beside her. You moved her book to the bedside table, marking the page for her before running your hand over her hair and down to her cheek to run the pad your thumb over her soft skin.

“Abby?” You spoke quietly, bringing your hand to her shoulder. She turned on her back to get your hand off her, making you chuckle. She was never in a deep sleep when she didn’t fall asleep with you, and you usually found that endearing. Tonight it made you feel even worse about standing her up. “Baby,” you changed your tone, whispering in a coo as you leaned down to kiss her cheek. She huffed, sleepily turning away from the touch before her brows furrowed, slowly recognizing the soft plush of your lips.

You chuckled as you brought your hands to her hips, pushing up the material of her shirt and lowering your head to her abdomen. Your lips grazed against her freckled skin before you kissed just under her navel. You knew how sensitive she was here, and your knowledge proved to be true when she stirred.

You kissed her freckled skin softly, warmth spreading wherever your lips touched and making her slowly wake to the familiar feeling as you slowly kissed up her abdomen.

You didn’t realize until you felt her muscles twitch, a breathy laugh coming from her as her hand went to your head and ran over your hair. You peppered kisses along her skin, practically kissing each of her dusted freckles as she laughed at the ticklish feeling.

#abby anderson #abby anderson hcs #abby anderson headcanons #abby anderson x reader #anon <3 #asked and answered #abby anderson blurb #abby anderson fluff #abby tlou #abby anderson x fem reader

[sapphic-woes]

I saw you're taking requests soooo anything Abby?Remember that post about having a girl's weight on top of you ...yeah 😳

Anything Abby....I was stuck on Abby with a mom like reader (as in R is the mom friend of the group) so let's hope I can do smth this time cuz I tried like twice to get the idea down😭 NOT PROOFREAD

Abby x Doting(?)Reader

So, everyone thinks Abby is a loose cannon yea? She's dangerous, intimidating, all in all not someone you want to cross.

So imagine everyone's surprised when you pat her on the head and tell her she's a good girl for going to get a recent injury treated like you told her too

You're the one that brings extra medical supplies on easy runs. You're the one with extra everything really–ammo, shives, ointment, etc.

You nag a lot, but everyone appreciates the feeling, especially when the world has become so bleak and callous.

But Abby? Everyone thought that if there was anyone you couldn't crack, it would be her. However, she soon becomes stuck like glue to your side.

You easily manage to "tame" her with your kind words and adoring nature, because even though most people assume she can take anything and everything with ease, you treat her like a person.

Abby in turn, loves being doted on by you. She loves being on missions and lefting a crate you to crawl under, just to watch you say "Thanks Abby" with a sweet smile, and check her hands afterwards to make sure she didn't get any splinters. She loves how you stop her in the middle of a run just to bandage a cut she didn't even notice. She loves how she'll greet you in the morning, and you immediately can tell she had a bad sleep, letting her rest her head on your lap until Issac calls for her.

Abby really loves how much you care about her, and it doesn't take long for everyone else to know too.

I think to everyone, you're a ray of sunshine next to death itself lmao. Abby is like a guard dog around you, and bothering you is synonymous with bothering Abby. When you guys become a package? It's even more so.

But also, once you get together you can nag her even more in public.

"Abby fucking Anderson!" You huffed, hands on hips as you glared across the cafeteria. You could see the other girl stiffen, as well as Manny and the others sitting with her start to snicker. You stomped over to her table with purpose, mustering up the harshest glare.

"How could you go out there, alone! There are protocols, and you know how tense it is right now, especially with the Scars. Let alone the infected! I heard you got hurt too..." You trailed off to look at her bandaged forearm, letting out a sigh.

"Oh Abby...why do you always try to take on everything yourself? You're one person!" You sat down beside her, looking up with blurred vision. You blinked your tears out of the way, and at the sight of you crying Abby immediately began to panic.

"Shit, y/n I–I'm sorry, things just happened so quickly. I didn't think to get back up–"

"But you should have! You idiot! You should have come straight back rather than rushing in like a crazy dog!' You full on yelled at her, fists banging on her chest. Abby took your hits with ease, gathering you up in her arms.

"I know, I know. I'm an idiot."

"A big, dumb idiot." Abby laughed, nodding in agreement.

"A big, dumb idiot. But I'm your idiot, right?" You puffed up your cheeks, knowing you couldn't stay mad at her. Not when she apologized like this, with the whole cafeteria watching the Abby Anderson fold to a girl half her fucking size.

"Yeah Abby..." You reached up to ruffle her hair, smiling as she grinned right back at you, "you're my idiot."

#abby anderson #abby x reader #abby anderson x reader #tlou2 #tlou2 headcanons #thank u for the ask♥️ #bibi answers

[strgrlxox]

in the mood to be handcuffed to a bed and pounded hard into the bed by abby is t-that too much to ask 😔

ughhhhhh yes!!! my legs r shaking thinking about how she would actually growllll on top of you. she'd be so fucking pussy drunk that it's all she could think about––whenever you tried to squirm away from her, her hands would clamp down tighter on your hips, keeping you perfectly in place for her and for sure leaving bruises 😭

she'd be the definition of feral but she can't help it when it comes to you . . . she literally craves you ;; abby needs you carnally. she'd say things that are so cutesy and sweet but given the context of what she's doing makes them sound so fucking dirty.

"i wanna give you everything." , "you're mine, you know that? all fucking mine." , "you were fucking made for me" like hello?? she's so fucking yummy.

don't EVEN get me started on how unrelenting she'd be. you could come seven times for all she cares, she's so fucking pent up and wants needs you so bad that it doesn't even matter. she wants to fuck you foreverrrr.

#☆ % asked & answered ! 💋 ★ #abby anderson x reader

[soundsfaebutokay]

If you're a fic writer and you put a link to a rebloggable tumblr post in the ao3 notes of your fic, I love you I love you I love you. YES I WANT TO REBLOG YOUR FIC and yes if I feel that strongly about it I will track down your tumblr and dig through your archives just to reblog your own fic post from you so that you can see the positive tags and comments OR as a last resort I may make my own rec post but if I don't have to do any of those because there's a handy little link on your ao3 then I love you I love you I love you to the moon and back

#ao3 #fanfic #fandom etc #friends this has been brought to you by my very own utter failure to find a fic post on an author's tumblr #despite looking carefully through their mostly untagged blog for the past 40 minutes #I've found answered asks about that fic #various ramblings and such #but no post that says 'hey! here's a fic I wrote!' which I want very much to reblog so I can be like 'hey! here's a fic I read!' #because it is very good and I like it a lot #I'm so sure there's a post but I simply cannot find it #but Abby (I imagine you saying) #why don't you just ask the author where it is? #to which I gently respond: #my buddy my bestie my pal. #what about the fact that I just spent most of an hour rummaging through someone's tumblr archive #tells you that I have the social energy to ask favors from a stranger right now? #and so I must sit here and pout

[artinvain]

regarding your last post. hear me out.

abby's strap still being a little sticky due to ellie's cum – maybe abby decides to make reader suck her off. "why's it shiny?" abby grins. "don't worry 'bout it, pretty girl. s'just some spit." reader sucks her off, tasting ellie's cum on her girlfriend's strap. <33 or, or.

abby's strap still sticky, thanks to ellie. abby getting off on the idea of fucking reader with her strap, mixing ellie and her sweet oblivious girlfriend's cum. hh. does this make sense? anyway !! i love toxic abby.

and i hope your period pains ease soon! <3

listen this is just weekend by sza.

you and ellie definitely already know what’s going on and abby is in the dark thinking she has you both juggled. you and Ellie text each other back and forth about what days you have open and tonight Abby swings by both of your places, and you pretend not to notice how wet she is, pretend you don’t smell ellie’s cologne even though it’s on your sheets.

hell you’re so good abby thinks you love sucking her strap off but really you’re just enjoying the taste of ellie on her strap and imagine her under you, eating you out.

• ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆• ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆• ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊

I also know there was a more innocent reader approach but I’ve never written my characters like that so I just spun it, so good though thank u 😘

also yes they will ease soon, these first days of my period are the worst xx

#ask answered #abby tlou #ellie tlou smut #abby tlou smut #ellabs

[killianxswan]

Prompt: “Oh, baby, you’re drooling everywhere.”

nice one, shazzy

He held her hair back behind her ears, fondling it and twisting it as he guided her head up and down his shaft.

She was sucking him mercilessly, keeping him just on the brink of his orgasm and slowing down at just the right time before he could soar over the edge. Kneeling in front of him, she used her hands to steady her grip on his muscular thighs, using the leverage to help him fuck his member into her mouth even faster.

When she finally stopped teasing him and properly finished him off, she slipped him out of her mouth and let the mixture of her saliva and his release dribble down his cock and his balls.

The sight was so erotic, Killian couldn't help but stroke her hair and admire her as she continued to devour him.

"Mmm," he grunted. "bloody hell, Swan, you're drooling every where."

She hummed softly on his skin, causing him to shiver. "I'm addicted to your taste."

#cs smut #captain swan #cs fanfic #i take prompt requests #abby writes #abby answers asks #when she gets them #thank you shannon<33 hi from vc #cockandballs.org

[wantneedmiss]

IF YOU BITE ME YOU BETTER PUT IT IN

and i’ve always said that.

#thatmademewant #abby answers asks #when she gets them

[riahlynn101]

Can you write a little O.S. About Mike x Vanessa during a festive period like Christmas, with Abby ( only for a moment ) and the ghosts of the animatronics, out of the bots but somehow, they still can be seen by Mike, Vanessa and Abby

I wrote more than I thought I would :D!! This request was so fun to write, so thank you for asking for it! Hope you enjoy <3

Trigger warnings: Implied/referenced murder and kidnapping (but it's not the focus of the one shot).

Word count: 1, 387

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It’s the day before Christmas. 

Boughs of (plastic) holly and colorful tinsel hang from the restaurant’s walls. Mike couldn’t afford a tree (fake or otherwise), so he improvised (if only for the children). In its place sits the saddest bare branch tree. Hardly a tree, really, and more of a large stick with a few Christmas ornaments hanging off it. 

The children adored it, though. Which is all that matters, at least in Mike’s book. 

They sit with his sister in front of the tree. Abby’s teaching (or re-teaching. There’s no telling what they knew before they…..) them Christmas Carols. 

“They look like they’re having fun,” Vanessa says. They stand near the arcade, supervising. 

“Good,” Mike mutters, keeping a close eye on them. After what happened last time he let a younger sibling wander out of his sight, he’s not taking any chances. “It’s the least they deserve. And it’s not like any of us are going anywhere, anytime soon.”

Vanessa, Abby, and him were all snowed in during his shift. It might be possible to drive home, but he would rather not risk it with his sister in the car. And Vanessa decided to join them until the storm passed. 

It’s not a bad situation by any means, and certainly not the worst Christmas Eve Mike has ever experienced. They’re warm and safe and together. That has to count for something.

Vanessa seems to process his words, lips pursing into a thin line. “Yeah,” she agrees. 

They continue watching over the kids for a moment longer. 

“Hey,” Vanessa says, nudging his arm.

Mike looks at her. “What?”

“I wanna show you something, c’mon.” She heads into the arcade. Worry gnaws at Mike, keeping him in place. It’s not that he doesn’t trust the other kids, it’s just….

“She’ll be okay,” Vanessa reassures, grabbing his hand. “We won’t be long.”

It didn’t long for Garrett to be…

He doesn’t finish that thought. Mike allows her to slot their fingers together. The action makes a part of him feel dizzy. But the good kind of dizzy. 

The kind that feels like a thousand butterflies have taken up residence in his stomach, and are flapping their wings at the same time. 

Mike looks over his shoulder at his sister, one last time. Before following Vanessa deeper into the pizzeria.

She leads him by the hand, making idle chatter. Mike finds he likes listening to her. Not a second goes by that he grows bored of her excited ramblings. Even when she tells him the same story for the tenth time, he still reacts like it’s the very first time. 

Vanessa stops suddenly. “Here,” she murmurs. 

“What?” 

Giddily, like a child on Christmas morning, she points at something above their heads. 

“Oh,” Mike says, staring at the mistletoe hung in the doorway of the backroom. He can’t remember bringing it here, nor can he recall hanging it up. Which means….

Vanessa deflates a little, backing up. “I didn’t mean to pressure you. We can just shake hands if you-”

Her lips taste like peppermint. Mike thinks, fingers tangling themselves in her hair. Most likely from the candy canes they ate as an after dinner treat. Vanessa’s warm. Warmer than anyone he has ever met before. It’s a good warmth, too. Like a blanket on a chilly morning. 

She grips the back of his shirt, kissing him with just as much fervor. 

They pull away, panting, and faces red.

“Uh….thank you,” Vanessa says, awkward as ever. 

Mike quirks an eyebrow, trying to think of the right words. Something to put her at ease, and make things not awkward. “....Anytime….?” He tries, biting his bottom lip for emphasis. Which instantly makes Mike feel more awkward, so he immediately stops doing it. 

She laughs. “Anytime,” Vanessa says, nodding her head. Turning to leave, she looks over her shoulder at Mike. “That was….fun.”

It takes him a solid five minutes for his brain to process what just happened. And another five minutes to actually head back to the lobby. 

The kids have curled up together and fallen asleep, like a bunch of puppies. Which raises the question of how ghosts can sleep, but Mike is in too much of a good mood to put much stock in what sleeping habits the supernatural have. 

He sits beside Vanessa in a booth. Snow continues to softly fall outside. The lights are dim. All of them are together. 

“It’s peaceful,” she says, a sort of fondness in her eyes whenever she looks at the kids. 

Mike hums, resting his chin in his hand. The Christmas lights they strung up around the stage are set to change colors every so often. He watches them change from red to green, a smile forming on  his face.

“Christmas used to be my favorite,” he admitted.

“Mine, too. It was the only day of the year that my dad paid attention to me. He would make me breakfast, always pancakes in the shape of rabbits and bacon. And then, we would open gifts.” Vanessa frowns. 

Mike sighs. It hurts to talk about the past, but if it makes her feel less alone. “My parents would make Garrett and I breakfast, as well. Mom liked to change it up every year. One year was pancakes, the next was this jell-o concoction that she found in a Reader’s Digest.”

A smile returned to Vanessa’s face. “Did it taste good?”

“No.”

“No? It couldn’t have been that bad?”

“Imagine if the grossest meatloaf you’ve ever had suddenly had the consistency of jello.”

Vanessa stuck her tongue out. “That sounds disgusting.”

“It was, but mom was proud of it. So, we all ate it without complaint. You should have seen how happy it made her,” Mike says, smiling fondly at the memory. He can still recall the stomach that followed, but his mom’s genuine reaction made it all worth it. (It wasn’t until later that Garrett and his dad admitted that they gave their portions to the dog. Something they failed to fill him in on). 

“I remember one Christmas in particular. Now, Garrett was really into all things airplanes. He drew them all the time. Liked to play pilots. And even his blanket was covered in images of tiny airplanes.”

Vanessa listened to him, chin propped on her fist. 

“Well, one day, when I was walking home from school, I saw a toy airplane in the window of an antique store. I immediately thought of my brother. Our parents would give us money to buy each other a present. But the plane was far out of my budget.”

“Did you find a different one?” Her tone is soft. “I can’t imagine you gave up.”

“I shoveled a lot of driveways that year. Babysat, and did extra chores, too. I was beyond exhausted, but Garrett’s joyous squeals as he pulled the plane out was worth every penny.” It’s Mike’s turn to frown. “That was our last Christmas with Garrett.”

Vanessa takes his hand, rubbing circles with her thumb. “It sounds like you’ve always been a good big brother.”

“Yeah,” he mutters sheepishly. Suddenly, he feels embarrassed. “I guess I was.”

“Are,” Vanessa corrects. 

“What?”

“You are a good brother. Nothing’s changed.”

He thinks of Abby right then. Of her drawings that feature them together. Of tucking her in at night. And of them joking around and being silly together. 

He thinks of the children. Kids that-had that gotten a chance to grow up-would have been around his and Vanessa’s age. Mike thinks of how they seem eager to show off to him, crowding around him first thing during his shift. Pale cherubic faces staring up at him with something akin to wonder.

Even the blond-haired boy, who only occasionally finds time in his busy schedule to visit Mike while he’s at work (and less rare, but definitely not welcomed, while he’s at home). 

He smiles, squeezing Vanessa’s hand. “You’re right. Thank you.”

“Anytime,” she says, echoing her sentiment from earlier. 

And, for some inexplicable reason, Mike knows she means it with all her heart, mind, and soul. With every single fiber of her being. 

Him, too. Mike thinks, idly, staring into the most beautiful blue eyes. Like two stars shining in the deep, dark void of space. Anytime, anywhere he’ll be there for her.

#requests open #request #anon ask #answered asks #one shot #vanessa shelly #mike x vanessa #schmelly #Garrett (mentioned) #abby schmidt #the five missing children #fnaf fanfic #fnaf vanessa #queue

[heavenlyhischier]

No because

Honestly not to sound like a unhinged whore, but I need Nico to choke me until I see Jesus Christ himself 🙃

we welcome any sort of unhinged whore thoughts on this page. always

because yeah me too😭

#anon #⭃ abby answers asks #nico hischier

[aeripq]

Your wish is an order! Hcs how would Lyney act when she found out she's in love with the reader?

lyney pauses right in his tracks. he glances over at you, reading your book calmly next to him. your eyes are so focused, hair settled perfectly on your head. your fingers delicately turn the page, legs adjusting to get more comfortable.

you look beautiful.

he wants to treat you so delicately, to run his hands along your skin, watch your cheeks heat up. he wants to love you, in every way possible. your kindness, beauty, sass, even your anger is beautiful. you peek up from your book, gazing curiously into lyney’s eyes. “something wrong, lyn?” his gaze softens. he leans over, carefully placing his hand on your face, gently pulling you closer. “nothing, i just..i love you.” he closes the gap. his lips press against yours so softly- with such care. he breaks the connection between you two, and finishes his sentence, “so much.” you gaze at him, taken aback by his sudden declaration. to his surprise, you pull him right back into the kiss, passionate and loving. “i love you too.”

a/n:: hope this is ok!! love u ❤️

THIS WAS WRITTEN BEFORE LYNEY’S RELEASE!! also as usual don’t copy, repost w/o permission, post on to other platforms,, etc. etc.

#lyney #lyney x reader #genshin #genshin inpact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin lyney #genshin impact lyney #genshin lyney x reader #fontaine #4.0 #abbie ;; answering asks

[clangenrising]

Be still my bearing heart, Goldenscorch has stolen the lead over Rustique, I was worried they’d get together before Goldie ever confessed her feelings, excellent update 💜💜💜

There was a chance for sure haha! Although technically, Rustique already have a more... intimate relationship than Goldie and Scorch do ^^;

#not art #asks and answers #abbys hideaway #risingclan shipping #goldenscorch #rustique