#bbf!abby anderson x reader

[savannahsdeath]

Hey girl I'm obsessed with your writing!! I have a lil request. Could you do reader x dom abby. Abby is the readers brothers best friend you can do whatever you like with the story just make sure there's lots of smut 😻

BBF!ABBY ANDERSON X READER

mdni please<3

warnings: 18+!! dom!abby, sub!reader, smut, abby is taunting reader and sliiiightly being mean

writers note: first abby fic on my blog guysss !! also i love the 'just make sure theres lots of smut' like yall are sooo desperate but SO AM I🗣️🗣️

abby, as your brother's best friend, acted a lot like him. and we all know how brothers act - they tease, taunt, mock and laugh at their little sisters. she wasn't so cruel with it, more playful, but it still annoyed you. maybe, in person, she wasn't that bad? you never had a chance to talk to her privately, until that one night.

you were getting ready for a small house party your classmate invited you for. you dressed in the shortest skirt and the tightest top you found. you planned to go there late, when everyone's already drunk out of their minds - it's funny to see them like that. maybe something like midnight, or even later.

when everyone already fell asleep you sat at the kitchen table, having a typical night's snack. you were eating slowly and peacefully until abby came in, taking a glass of water and slowly sipping from it while leaning against the counter. she studied your little outfit and smirked.

"well, well, well..." abby spoke to you, still inspecting your attire." someone's all dressed up."

you sat in silence, feeling yourself heat up under her gaze.

"what's the occasion?" she continued to maintain her wry grin. "some special man got you all dressed up?"

"well... i did have... something planned tonight." you spoke, your voice trembled a little as you tried to remain confident. "i was headed to a gathering of friends."

abby raised a single eyebrow, her smile grew wider as she let out a little chuckle. "you sure are heading out a little late, aren't you?"

"i don't see what business it is of yours anyway." you answered with some hesitation, not sure what other reason you could give her.

abby chuckled. "someone's a little defensive." she took one finger and lightly tapped your chin, making you look straight in her eyes. "i bet you're planning to meet some special boy."

you could feel your face flare up from the heat, and you decided against agreeing to everything. "maybe, and so what?"

the truth is, you didn't even think about... ugh, boys. you just thought she'll leave you alone once you satisfy her with your reply.

"no, you're not." she laughed. "i mean, maybe you planned to, but you're not going anywhere."

you scoffed. "it's not your house, you're just my brother's guest. you won't lock me up or anything."

"that's right, i won't." she said with mock-concern. "but you won't go there, unless you want your family to know..."

your heart dropped but you let out a nervous chuckle, hoping it'll cover you.

"you wouldn't. don't lie, i know you wouldn't." you shook your head, the fear unluckily evident in your voice.

abby's smirk faded to a more serious expression, her voice becoming colder as she leaned in closer.

"i'm sure they'd want to know what their precious little daughter is up to." she spoke to you, her tone dripping with menace and a promise of a punishment. "but if you're smart, you'll just stay right here. won't you?"

you couldn't bear the thought of your parents knowing, there was no way you would tell them what you were planning.

"fine, i'll stay. happy?" you tried to sound tough, but the hint of a whisper in your voice showed you were not so confident about agreeing to abby's terms.

she smiled once more as finished her drink and turned around to set the empty glass down. "good girl."

you sat there, in the kitchen, letting out a long breath that you didn't even know you had been holding.

then, abby turned back to you with her trademark teasing grin.

"now, what are we going to do at this wee hours? it would be a shame to waste your lovely outfit..." abby admitted with a smirk and a light shrug.

she then began to walk towards you, her face filled with playful mischief as she reached out and cupped your cheek. she raised your face up, a little closer to hers, as her thumb stroked your bottom lip. without standing up, you leaned in, your lips barely brushing against abby's as you tried to resist the urge to do more. she took the initiative, leaning down to press her lips against yours in the most passionate and firm way possible.

you ended up with your legs spread wide open, sitting on the edge of the chair. if anyone woke up now, they'd see abby kneeling in front of you with her head buried deep into your core.

"you gotta stay quiet, m'kay?" she murmured, hearing your breath beginning to get more and more shaky by every second.

she was right. no one came to check on you before, when you were just talking - it wasn't suspicious. however, the case would be different if it wasn't words escaping your mouth. you didn't miss the party so your parents don't find out about you sneaking around, just for them to see what you're doing now. in fact, they'd probably prefer you to just drink with your friends, than let your brother's friend's big hands hold your legs while she leaves dark marks on your inner thighs.

your breath became short, and the shaking had only gotten worse as you tried your best to hold back your louder, more audible reactions from the pleasure. your legs started to feel numb from both her grip and being forced to not move. as abby injected two of her fingers knuckles-deep into you, they uncontrollably closed.

"ohh, no, no." she laughed. "open up for me."

with her help, you managed to part your thighs to their previous position.

your walls clenched, adjusting to her length. you tugged on her braid, your nails digging into the gaps between each binding, ruining her hairstyle and making it messy.

"c'mon..." she twisted her fingers and started to work her magic. "it's bearable. you're kinda... overdramatic." she raised her eyebrow and chuckled.

you started thinking about some witty comeback, but you couldn't risk opening your mouth. not when you knew how many stashed moans hide in the back of your throat.

her thumb circled your clit, adding to the sensations. it wasn't necessary and you swore she just makes things harder for you purposely.

you shook your head, silently communicating to the voices inside your head you won't give in. but you did, moaning out a little 'abby...'

"sh, sh, shhh." she clicked her tongue in a mockingly disappointed gesture. "i don't know about your parents, but if i heard something like that in the middle of the night, i'd know what's happening right away. we don't want that, do we?"

the bratty side of you scoffed before you could think about obeying her. that made her laugh even more. you felt a pang of jealousy at the fact she doesn't have to purse her lips, knowing only not-suspicious sounds leave her mouth. unfair.

"i'm sorry, what was that?" she smirked, her moves painfully slowing down. "i'm just trying to help you here. you either behave or..."

you cut her off, not wanting to hear any of her threats and taunting again. "sorry, m'sorry."

she nodded, going back to her task.

you struggled, really struggled, to stay quiet. at first it wasn't even that hard, but who would last with abby for longer than fifteen minutes? let's just say... not you.

#abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x you #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson x y/n #abby x you #abby x reader #abby x y/n #abby x fem!reader #reqs open #wlw smut #abby the last of us #bbf!abby #bbf!abby anderson #bbf!abby anderson x reader #bbf!abby x reader

[littlegingerperson5]

Just some cute headcannons of bbf! Ellie x reader💙

MDNI

-you’re doing the dishes, favourite song blasting, thinking you’re alone so you’re happily shaking ass as you scrub at a plate. you hear a cough behind you and suds fly everywhere as you practically jump outta your skin, turning around to see her

“ellie what the hell!” you laugh as you calm down.

“you’re so cute” she giggles shrugging and reaching into the fridge to throw a grape into her mouth, her eyes scanning your figure up and down making you blush.

-you close your eye’s relaxing into the warmth of the water and scent of almonds surrounding you- KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

“whaaat”

“i gotta pee”

“fuck off ellie”

“i’m gonna piss myself, pleasee”

you make her wait a moment for bothering you.

“i’m peeing” she threatens

“ugh gimme a minute”you cover all your private parts in suds. “come in!”

Ellie barges in and freezes. her eyes are locked onto the soap suds covering you.

“pee ellie” you instruct, rolling your eyes.

“oh yeah” she stutters coming back to reality.

After she washes her hands she leans over you sheepishly and blows on your nipple the suds moving out the way as it hardens under her breath, she leans down and pecks your nipple. “ellieuh” you giggle out and she licks her lips “mmh is that almond?”

“get out ellie” you laugh as you slap the water and it splashes on her.

-indirect kisses is her way of saying she’s thinking of you. Wether that be passing you her joint. sipping outta your glass, sharing chapstick, she even steals your fork to eat her own food.

-movie nights is her favourite as she gets to play with the plush of your thighs under the blanket.

Her hand messages the smooth skin there and you can feel the damp patch grow in your underwear, she pretends her fingers are little legs and they “walk” towards your centre and she grazes your clit. you gotta cough to cover a moan as you squeeze your thighs on her hand to still it and she’s giggling like a slut into her palm.

-she steals your underwear, it’s her way of being close to you.

you walk into the living room where your brother is sleeping and she’s watching some sorta dinosaur documentary while stoned out her face.

“Ellie” you whisper shout.

“Yeah” she replies without turning her head

“Come here”

“Whyy” she whines

“Fucking come here” still whisper shouting.

She grunts standing and walks face to face with you, the smell of weed filling your nose.

You grab her by the shirt dragging her into the next room locking the door and pulling her joggers down. Ellie’s jaw is on the floor thinking she’s gonna get some action. You see your favourite panties, a pretty pink pair with a little silk bow on the waistband clad to her pussy. You look up at her in disbelief “what the fuck Ellie?”

She just shrugs “since your already on your knees..” she trails off

You kiss her auburn trail and pull her trouser up “no, you don’t deserve it”. You’re so gonna fuck her later for being so cute.

#abby anderson #ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie x black!reader #ellie williams x reader #bbf!ellie #ellie tlou #ellie x you #ellie x y/n #ellie x fem reader #ellie smut #ellie the last of us #abby anderson x reader #abby x black reader #abby anderson x female reader #abby x fem!reader #abby the last of us #abby x reader

[abbysveryrealwife]

REAL

#abby anderson #muscle mommy abby #abby anderson is hot #abby anderson tlou2 #abby anderson x fem reader #abby anderson x reader #bbf!abby #abby anderson x y/n #abby anderson x you #abby anderson x black reader

[jinx-420]

Summer fling 2 - classic trick

Pt one - Summer fling

Summary: Your brothers childhood friend joins your family’s annual summer beach trip, nothing has changed between you two…right?

Warnings: brothers bsf Abby x fem reader, gets a teeny bit smutty, smoking weed, Abby calls reader princess like a billion times. this isn't proof read at all..

A/N : this was sitting in the drafts unfinished foreverrrr so I forced myself to write rq so I didn’t wanna leave y’all hangin for even longer 😍 I hope this one is good enough 🔥‼️

“Abby would you be a dear and wake her up, honey?” Abby politely agreed and put her focus on you, which doing so happened to keep her entertained the entire car ride. Your hair was slightly messy as you turned in your sleep. Abby would be lying if she said she hasn’t felt a little creepy staring at you sleeping for so long, but she just can’t stop looking at you, observing your features, wondering what your dreaming about. it almost gave abby a sense of nostalgia as she recalls when you were a kid, always falling asleep on road trips or whenever they had movie nights, which always ended with Jordan having to wake you up, leading you to become grumpy for the remainder of the movie. Abby wished she could be the one to wake you up every time, even though you had a known tendency to be grumpy when woken up, she didn’t care, if given the opportunity Abby would make you a perfect breakfast in bed in return for a kiss. (Not like she planned it out or anything) to be truthful Abby was slightly intimidated by the task of waking you, which is logical considering she had never woken you before, Jordan always rushing to annoy you. As Abby was picking at the reasons to not wake you up in her head, they were pulling into a gas station so Abby knew it was inevitable. She would just have to cross her fingers and hope for the best. She approached you gentle and brung her hand to your head, softly pushing your hair behind your ear before she moved her hands to your cheeks, gently caressing your face until your eyelids twitched, letting her know you would be waking up. You let out a gentle sign as your body started to wake up. With your barely conscious, blurry waking up brain, you snuggled into whatever the hell was so warm and comfortable.. which was Abby. Her brain practically short circuited seeing you getting very comfortable with her body. You snuggled your face on her waist, her shirt rising as you snuggle slightly deeper into the material, Abby feeling your face but more importantly lips on her waist. Abby felt pathetic the way you were making her feel like she was touch starved, she was always the one for that job. with other girls she was contained and abby always the one making them flustered, but with you it was a whole different story. Abby doesn’t comprehend how you seem to be making her a mess when you don’t even mean to, it’s honestly frustrating. even just last night Abby found herself almost loosing her composure with just having you touch her. She also is reminded of the fact that you got her so worked up and so fucking desperate for you, she couldn’t help but relieve all the ache you gave her after practically teasing her all night. Abby would also like to brush over the fact that she used your hoodie to get off, or just forget about the whole thing completely. “Is she awake yet” Jordan asks, snapping Abby out of her haze. “Oh she’s waking up” Abby says trying to play off the fact she zoned out staring at you. “Alright do you want to come with me in the gas station?” He asked while yawning. “Nah I’m good but can you get me a water and get her those smoothies she likes?” Abby said watching as he gets out of the car. “Yeah sure, be back in a sec” he says shutting the door softly, jogging up to your mom. Abby was so caught up in the conversation with Jordan she failed to realize you stirring in your sleep a bit.

“Cmon don’t give me a hard time wake up” Abby says with a giggle and squishing your cheeks together until you finally opened your eyes and gave her an unexpected hazy smile. “There she is, you get your beauty sleep princess ?” She says ruffling your hair. You playfully swat her hand away as you start to sit up, taking in the fact you were sleeping on her. “Oh shit, I’m sorry i didn’t plan to sleep that long..” you say as you look outside to see the dark skies. “Like I said last night, I don’t mind you snuggling up to me” Abby said with a little chuckle, seeing that you were slightly frantic. You had to admit this was the first time someone had woken you up that you didn’t want to kill them first thing you do, in fact you wished that abby would wake you up ever morning. Seeing that face first thing when you wake up, now that’s how you start the day.

“Anyways how’d you sleep?” Abby said staring relentlessly in the eyes that she missed so dearly. “Mmm you know it could be better” you say sarcastically with a teasing smile, staring the same way into her own eyes. “Oh is that so?” Abby said leaning back with her arms crossed together, manspreading an unnecessary amount. Although you were tempted more than anything to look at her arms or legs, you refuse to break eye contact. “Mhm” you say nodding your head. “If I was so uncomfortable then how come you just kept snuggling deeper and deeper into me hm?” Abby said with rasp at the end, making the eye contact almost unbearable, but you still didn’t give in. “Yeah right” you said feeling your face heating up, trying to play off how you knew it was most likely true. “Oh yeah? not like I have proof or anything..” abby said suspiciously looking around with a smile. “Abby I will kill you if you took a picture” you said, covering your face with your hands. you heard her trying to conceal her laugh and that’s when you looked back at her hesitantly. she was already pulling up the photo of you sleeping on her, snuggled right on her thighs and head slightly under her shirt. “Nuh. Uh.” You said in disbelief at her. “Your dead” you said through a giggle as you tried to reach her phone, after failing to swat her phone out of her hands a couple times you started to get closer, crawling so her leg was in between both of your knees. “Abby I’m serious.” You said failing to do so as she holds it in her hands giggling. You tried prying her fingers apart to get your phone but she didn’t let up. You let out a deep breath as you leaned your head against the seat, tired and accepting defeat that Abby would have the photo. Too busy staring at the stars, you miss the way Abby looks you up and down on her leg, paying extra attention to how your lips are parted, slightly out of breath, imagining this is how it would look after she fucked you. After a moment of silence you glance at Abby to see her giving you eyes that made her look drunk, slightly heavy while looking up at you. “What is it” you say quietly as if someone could hear you both, A smile growing across your face. Meanwhile Abby was far too deep in her thoughts to respond. Abby was going through possibility of you being into girls, she has always wondered. I mean you were the one to make Abby realize she liked women after all. She thought about all the times she tried to get something out of you to see any hint of your sexual orientation. It went from asking if you know who an openly gay person was, to picking a movie in which she knows there’s a lesbian sex scene. She would watch and observe you almost as much as the movie, trying to find any indication you liked it. And that’s exactly what she was doing right now, scanning your face to see any want in your eyes for her. “no use…” Abby said under her breath, not repeating herself when she heard you reciprocate a soft “hm?”.

you felt more confused than ever, did Abby say “no use” and if so why? You were silently staring at her trying to see where it came from. It’s not like your bad at reading people’s emotions, you have always been good at it especially with people important to you, So why couldn’t you read Abby ? Maybe it was a mix of not wanting to assume anything crazy and also that she changed?

“Hey guys, got your drinks”

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You were peacefully reading your book, only calming your mind down from everything with Abby just a short while ago. “Gotcha” Jordan says cackling like a witch as he snatched your book away from you. “Ohmygod you’re such a dick give it back” you say rushed before you lean over the seat to achieve your book once again, quickly sitting back down. he should know you don’t play around with your books. You let out a sigh as you recognize that Abby was particularly quiet when this ordeal happened. You glance over at her but didn’t suspect her to still be on her phone, uncaring. This behavior wasn’t like Abby, you don’t remember one time where she didn’t stick up for you or help you when your brother would pick on you but she didn’t even look.. is something still wrong from earlier ? If there’s one thing you absolutely hate, it’s when someone is mad at you and you don’t know why. You plan to sort this out as soon as you can, you hate that she’s the only thing you can think about right now.

Obviously, too zoned out to notice practically anything right now, the thing that caught you out of your trance wasn’t your mom and brother cheering at our arrival to the vacation house, it wasn’t the bumps on the bridge you were crossing, and it wasn’t the bright view of the sunrise above the ocean water. It was her, giving you those same damn eyes again. With all this time in the car you have had more than enough time to think things over, I mean cmon who looks at their childhood friends like that? You can’t be imagining things.

It felt like it was just the two of you, stuck in a trance together. If things could get any better, it definitely just did. her desperate eyes rake over your body, her lips separating as she lets out a rushed breath. she looks back into your eyes, seeing your face all flushed and the same desperate look in your eyes. You wish more than anything to stay in your own little world like this forever with Abby but your brother had to ruin it once again.

“Me and Abby get the biggest room”

He says as he climbs out of the car.

Your mom looks at Jordan as she’s stepping out of the car conflicted. “Oh about that honey, I think it would be best if two girls had the same room..”

Jordan looks at you both and your mom confused. “Just for sleeping Jordan, she can stay as long as she wants with you just not in the same bed” Jordan rolls his eyes before shutting the door to get his luggage.

You took a breath before starting to sit up and leave the car before you feel a firm hand on your shoulder holding you down. “Don’t worry, we’ll have lots fun princess” she said leaned into you in a quiet voice, lifting her hand off your shoulder. You felt so intimidated by her, those fucking eyes kill you. Not to mention when she touches you it does things to you that you don’t understand. You silently pray things will go your way this beach trip.

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It had been hours since everyone got packed in and comfy, the sun already set and stars starting to come out. As you sit on the balcony outside your room the smell of the ocean as the summer breeze hits you brings you back to every year you come here. You would like to focus on these memories but of course, abby intrudes your mind, specifically the fact that you two will be sharing a bed this whole trip. (not that your complaining) the only thing that scared you with her was the fact that you not only grew up with her, but she’s practically your family, which is off limits. “watcha doin out here” a much too familiar voice comes from behind you. “Just lookin” you said simply as you keep your eyes on the sky above you. “Looking at the stars?” Abby says coming closer. “Looking at how perfect it is here” you said looking at her next to you. The light from the moon illuminating her face and making her the most perfect thing here. Abby adored the way you would stare at her in moments like these, but she had to look away in order to not embarrass herself again. “What time is it?” Abby said as she stood next to you. You looked at her side profile and took in her appearance for a second, she was wearing a grey muscle shirt and black sweatpants. Before you were caught staring too long you looked at your phone to check the time. “11pm” you said while clicking your phone back off. She let out a hum and it went silent, both of you looking at the stars above you. Atleast that’s what you think, abby was far too busy staring at you. You were observing the little craters in the moon before you felt your body being lifted across her shoulder, making you shriek her name before giggling. Abby took it upon herself to sit down in the chair you were once sitting on and placed you right on her lap, your legs straddling hers, her arms snaking around your waist tightly, locking you onto her. You look at her as you move a bit in her lap, “not comfy ?” She asked with her eyebrows slightly concerned. You opened your mouth to respond before she pulled your lower back further on her lap, pressed fully against each other. You closed your mouth quickly to stop any noises to come out from the friction of her practically grinding you onto her. No way you would survive a whole month of this. “You wanna smoke?” Abby said casually like this was nothing as she tilts her head against you looking like a puppy dog. You nod your head almost hypnotized on her. She smiles with her teeth digging into her bottom lip, reaching in her pockets and pulling out a joint and a lighter. She placed the joint in between your lips and lit the end as you inhaled, the smoke in your lungs comforting you already. She takes the joint and takes a hit herself, blowing it away from you before leaning in to give you another hit. As you inhaled Abby pointed and said loudly “Shark !!!”your eyes went wide at her outburst as you start to cough on the smoke. You begin laughing as you see her smile and punch her slightly on the arm. “Asshole”

The both of you stayed out there for hours, talking about anything and everything.

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“Hey, you fallin asleep again?”

Abby said in a level just above a whisper, everyone else asleep in the house. “Pshhh me? I never fall asleep” you said yawning mid sentence, making you both giggle an absurd amount. “You know what I was thinkin?” She said still giggling. “Oh god up to no good” you say hiding in her chest tearing up from all the high laughs. “We never did that prank on Jordan, I say now’s the perfect time” she said raising her eyebrows at the last bit. Your eyes widen at her words remembering the forgotten prank. “I’ll get the water” you said quickly, ready to get some payback. You attempted to raise yourself off of Abby before she pulled you back onto her, once again pulling your lower back to be against her. “Easy tiger, don’t you think we could do better than the classic trick” abby said finger quoting the end. “You’re so right. What are you thinkin ?” You said curious to what trick would be better. Abby looked around pondering before raising her brows. “Man.. I got a great one but I don’t think you can handle it.” She said slightly teasing you, blowing air out of her puffed cheeks and looking up. “oh shut up I can handle anything” you say shocked that she thinks you can’t handle a little prank, it was a little prank right? You thought before she tsked and looked you right in the eyes “how mad do you want him to be” Abby asked, eyebrows raised waiting for your answer. “Mad.” You said widening your eyes. Abby observed your face for a minute before responding. “Let’s make him think we’re fucking right next to him” your mouth falls open as you stifle a laugh. “And how are we ganna do that” you say in disbelief. “Well.. let’s go in his room, and then we’ll “fuck”and wake him up. Boom. Simple.” Abby said waiting for your reaction before laughing. “Relax, he will only be mad for a few seconds” she said still waiting for your response, biting her lip. “Fuck it” you said throwing your hands up laughing with Abby. “Atta girl” she said before reaching under your thighs holding you on her while standing up. God if Abby keeps it up with these praises your ganna go crazy. Abby steps into his room to hear his snoring and you immediately spot his led light and point to it making Abby chuckle, she switches it from the current color : blue, and change it to red. Abby walks over to the couch in his room and lays you down on it gently, picking up a blanket next to you before covering your legs in it. “I’m not cold abby” you said slightly confused. Abby looked at you briefly before sitting down infront of your legs “the blankets not there for heat babe” she says with a wink. Your face flushes realizing what you’re going to have to do to wake him up. as she put her arms under the blanket to spread your legs. “If everything goes to plan, we do this and he gets mad when he lifts up the blanket I’ll take a picture of his face” Abby said smiling and waiting for your response. if Abby knew all she had to do was a simple prank to get in between your thighs then this would be the “classic trick”

“Why can’t I be the one in the blanket” you said softly sitting up to meet Abby’s face. She scoffed before speaking in a raspy whisper “because which one of use looks like a pussy eater and which one of us looks like a pillow princess.” She said with a brief innocent smile. Your mouth was left open as you process her words, does Abby not know your lesbian? You’ve got to be joking. “Looks can be deceiving..” you say looking away with your lips to the side. Abby thought she was hearing things, “what’s that suppose to mean” Abby says quickly, Desperate for any clue you could want her. “Your not the only one that eats pussy is what I mean, Abby. And trust me. I am not a pillow princess.” You say simply stating facts. Nothing in the world could have possibly prepared Abby for what she was hearing. All this time you were lesbian? And from the sound of it as big as a lesbian as her? Abby’s head was spinning as she felt her face catch on fire and struggle to speak. Abby felt weak as she stared into your eyes, the eyes that didn’t know how wet she just made her, and just how much more Abby needed you. You loved seeing Abby in this state, it was definitely a rare sight and god you weren’t complaining one bit. Seeing her flustered was one thing but knowing that you caused it, filled you with feelings of pride and possessiveness that you want to keep feeling. “Abby” you whispered inching closer to her face. she had the same look on her face from the car, desperate. “Mhm” she responded, her eyes on at your lips. “Can I kiss y-“ Before being able to even finish your sentence Abby puts her hands on each side of your face and closes the space in between you. Finally feeling the lips you’ve thought about all these years felt like a drug, and you needed more. You put your much smaller hands on top of hers and moved your lips with hers like it would be the last time, your teeth grazed her puffy bottom lip before sliding your tongue over it making Abby audibly whimper. You felt like you were going to explode if you didn’t feel more of her soon, especially after hearing her whimpering. You pulled away to catch your breath to see a sight that defeated the purpose of doing so, Abby looking all fucked out with her puffy dark lips and flushed face. And those fucking eyes. She swallowed before speaking up in a voice that was pure lust. “Fuck this prank, strip.”

#abby anderson #fanfic #abby anderson smut #abby anderson fanfic #abby x fem!reader #abby x you #muscle mommy abby #abby the last of us #abby tlou #abby x reader #the last of us #tlou fanfiction #tlou hbo #tlou x reader #tlou smut #tlou part 2 #tlou fic #bbf

[lucidfairies]

pretty girl [a.a]

pairing: experienced!Abby x inexperienced!reader // Owens sister!reader x bbf!Abby

synopsis: Abby was irritatingly beautiful, nobody could deny that. But one night, everything changed between the two of you.

warnings: mdni 18+, religion mentioned, dom!abby, sub!reader, poc friendly, oral sex [r], fingerfucking [r], praise, slight size kink, corruption if you squint

word count: 2.1k

a/n: this is short and really not good but that's okay cuz I have more coming out soon! also no more virgin reader because it kinda made me wanna shoot myself

Out of all of the friends your brother, Owen, had over the years, Abby Anderson was definitely your favorite. Aside from the fact that she was built like and had the face of an actual god on earth, she was so sweet to you all the time. Always acting like, well, a sister. The feeling had never been mutual, though. You didn’t want her to see you as her best friend’s cute younger sister, you wanted her to see you as her best friend’s undeniably sexy younger sister.

You never really knew when this crush became, but Abby had been in your life for so long that it didn’t matter. All you knew was that every time you looked at her, your stomach flipped and warmth spread between your legs. Because, god, those eyes. Always looked like they were picking you apart, one inch at a time.

She’s the exact reason you were tossing and turning in your bed, trying to get her out of your head. Your body reacted differently to her lately, every accidental touch was like a punch to the gut, and at night, every time she crossed your mind, your clit throbbed, a feeling you weren’t used to.

It’s not like you never found people attractive, it’s just… she was different. You needed her in a different way, in a very unholy way. One your brother would absolutely not be okay with. You tried to tell yourself that that’s why you wanted her - just to get to Owen. But that didn’t work.

You sat up in your bed, wiping the sleep out of your eyes and forcing your legs together to end the throbbing. You were so fucking wet. Looking in the mirror at the end of your bed, you huffed and got up, brushing your hair out and changing into a smaller, hotter pajama set. Before you could register any consequences to what you were about to do, you grabbed your keys and left the house.

You knew where Abby’s house was. You’d been there a handful of times over the course of the years, normally to pick up Owen when he was high. Suddenly, you were pulling up and parking at the curb and getting out of the car, slamming the door on the way out. Standing at the door, you banged harshly, hoping she miraculously wouldn’t be home.

“Okay, Jesus, give me a sec- y/n?” Your stomach dropped. The reality of what you were doing hit you like a truck, and you suddenly second guessed everything, ready to turn around and run away. “What’re you doing here this late, sweetheart?” You sighed, digging your palms into your eyes and rubbing them.

“I need your help, Abby.” You looked up at her, unwilling to elaborate until she let you in. And she did. She opened the door further, allowing you to step in, then shut it behind you. “There’s this… feeling in my stomach that won’t go away. It’s like heat. I don’t even know what I’m doing.”

Abby wanted to pretend like she didn’t know what you were talking about. Wanted to pretend that she was thinking about the fact that you were literally horny and came to her for help, not to mention the little pajamas that you had on, that hugged you tight and hardly covered anything. She could tell you that Owen would hate her if she helped you the way you needed, and it was just unethical, but.

But.

That would be like telling you she hasn’t been in love with you for seven years, telling you that she didn’t want you, telling you that she hasn’t thought about this every night practically since she met you. And she surely didn’t want you thinking any of that.

Abby sighed. “Is that all it is? Heat?” She took a step closer to you, making you catch your breath.

“No,” you paused, taking a step forward as well, so that your chests were almost pressed against each other. “It’s this wet feeling. And this throbbing.” Abby could’ve come in her boxers, right then and there, if she wasn’t trying to focus on you.

“Where?” Your face was burning. She placed her large hand on your stomach, head dropping to the crook of your neck. “Here?” she ran her thumb over the skin. You shook your head, placing your hands on her shoulders. Her hand cupped your cunt, heel of her palm pressing up ever so slightly, just to press into your clit. You pushed up on your toes, trying to get away from the overwhelming sensation, but it was unrelenting. “Here, baby?” You nodded quickly. “Words.”

You moaned at her harsh change of tone. “Yes Abby,” she left an open mouthed kiss on your neck, pulling her hand away from your pussy. “I don’t know what to do about it.” The way you looked at her made her want to kiss you until you couldn’t breathe. Big doe eyes, unknowing but curious. You were so innocent, and it turned Abby on more than it should’ve. All she could think about was your pretty, big lips wrapped around her strap, taking it deep in your throat.

“Oh honey,” Abby sighed again. She didn’t want it to seem like she didn’t want this, want you, but she didn’t know how to go about it. “Have you never touched yourself?” Your brows scrunched.

“No. But that’s not what- oh!” Abby couldn’t take it, she picked you up and threw you over her shoulder, walking down the hallway and going into her bedroom. She shut the door and sat you down on her bed. “Abs.. I’ve wanted this for a while.”

“Wanted what, baby? I thought you didn’t know what you were doing.” She was on her knees in front of you, hands on your waist as she looked up at you.

“I..” you groaned, running your hands over your face in embarrassment. “I want to have sex with you. That’s why I came here, I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” Abby knew that. But she didn’t stop you from telling her. It sounded so nice coming out of your lips. “Owen can’t know, if we do.”

“I never said we were doing anything, darlin.” Remaining on her knees, she pressed against you and caught your lips in a kiss. Her hands were on your thighs, wrapping them around her waist, while she kissed you so hard you lost your breath. It was all tongue and teeth, nothing sweet about it. “What do you think about when you think about me, baby?”

Your brain was in a haze as you tried to formulate words. “You-your arms. And h-how your voice sounds, and how you look at me w-whenever we make eye contact.” She hooked her fingers under your shorts and pulled them down, then tossed them and shifted the two of you so that you were laying against her pillows and she was overtop of you.

When Abby caught a glimpse of the gold cross around your neck, she almost stopped. But the thought of corrupting you, turning you against the things you believe in just for her... extremely attractive.

"The heat between your legs is because you're horny, baby. Don't they teach you that at your pretty prep school?" You shook your head quickly, mind fuzzy as she kneaded your tits overtop your pajama shirt. She grabbed your hardened nipple and ran her thumb over it, making you shiver.

"Too much, Abby. Too much." You whined, pushing away from her hand.

"Is it really too much, sweet girl?" She twisted your nipple and pulled it, making you whimper and arch slightly off the bed. You couldn't tell whether you liked it or disliked it, but the way she was doing it felt extremely different from the way you briefly experimented with yourself here and there.

She knew what she was doing, and it made you want to moan and ride her fingers like you'd heard Owen talking about with her. You had listened to the vulgar stories she would tell your brother of her hookups, talking about what she did and how she did it.

You pushed up, sitting against the headboard as you pulled your pajama shirt up and over your head. Abby couldn't tear her eyes away from your tits. In seconds, her lips were latching onto your nipple and biting lightly, her hand flicking the other. Your back was arching into her mouth, moaning quietly.

"You're so pretty, my love." She mumbled into the skin of your sternum as she made a path of open-mouthed kisses towards your pajama shorts. Your skin was burning, and you were tingling at the thought of her teaching you what to do and how to do it.

She slipped your shorts off your legs and tossed them somewhere, gently running her thumb down your center. You shivered and whined, lacing one of your hands in her hair. "Abby," your head lolled back when she finally pulled your underwear down, kissing your clit gently. "Abs be gentle."

"Don't worry pretty girl, I'll go easy on you this time." Your stomach flipped at 'this time'. Would there be more times?

She licked a fat strip up your cunt and your hips bucked into her face, encouraging her. The sensation was brand new, and so much different than anything you'd ever done or felt. So much better.

Her tongue circled your clit, tracing shapes and letters, spelling her name against you. "Oh God, Abby," you moaned, the feeling of her hot breath and wet tongue creating the best mixture on your clit. The harsh middle ground where hot and cold met, where her thumb ran down your folds, was the greatest. You decided it was a good thing you waited, but you could definitely get used to this.

Moments later, Abby's middle finger was slowly pushing into your entrance, and she was groaning into your clit. She pulled away from your clit, watching her finger sink into you as she pressed kisses into your stomach and thighs. "So fucking tight, baby," her other hand rubbed your thigh, "need you to relax, angel."

A whine was ripped from your throat at the unfamiliar pressure. Your hips moved, trying to find some way to make it more comfortable. Abby was praising you, leaving quiet chants against your skin reminding you to breathe. You took a deep breath and released it, allowing your lower half to become less tense.

She began to thrust her finger slowly, curling it towards the sensitive bundle of nerves within you and grunting at the way you squirmed and cried out her name, begging her to do it again.

When you were ready, she added another finger, letting you adjust to both of her digits before reattaching her lips to your clit. Her right hand had found its way back to your tits, pulling at your nipple.

Your stomach became wound up, almost like a cramp in need of release. You knew it meant you were going to cum, but you never had before. "Abby- m'gonna, oh, Abby," a gush of warmth flooded between your legs, stronger and much better feeling than when you got wet.

Your legs were shaking and your hips were twitching, head thrown back and she worked you through it. Abby on the other hand, was wide-eyed and blushing as she watched you come around her fingers. She hooked up with girls regularly before now, but she had never been with someone like you.

She retracted her fingers and licked them clean. You were panting, forearm thrown over your eyes so that you wouldn't have to meet hers. "You did so well, my love." She had her hands pressed into your hips as she kissed your neck, waiting for you to come out and talk to her.

She was painting your skin in soft kisses when you finally brought your arm away from your face, cupping her face with both of your hands. "That was nice," you both grinned, which turned into laughter. It felt so good to laugh with her without worrying about Owen.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" She asked once the laughter had subsided, turning things to a slightly more serious note. "I wanted you to be comfortable."

"You didn't hurt me, Abby. I'm glad I waited for you." She was kissing you then, smiling into your mouth as your teeth clashed and nicked at each other's lips. "Can I stay here tonight?" Abby rolled over next to you and took your hand as hers before looking towards you.

"You can stay here forever." She whispered quietly, kissing the back of your hand.

#abby smut #tlou #tlou2 #abby anderson #abby anderson smut #inexperienced!reader #experience #abby anderson x reader #maya writes

[ellabsweet]

[*ੈ✩] 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑’𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 • 𝐄.𝐖

synopsis: ellie williams was a firm follower of the bro code, having loyalty as her all time specialty despite being constantly tempted by the devil, or how others called her: her best friend’s sister.

pairing: bbf!ellie williams x reader

warning: sexual content and jealousy, a little bit of short ellie erasure for the sake of one scene but i am pretty sure that’s all there is to it! i love bbf!ellie i wish my brother had a best friend like her unfortunately life isn’t fair-

She’s enthralled by the videogame, tongue peaking out the side of her lips and eyebrows furrowed in pure concentration, the only things to break her out of trance being your brother’s eventual shit talking and elbow hitting that only made a smirk plaster her face, knowing to be winning, fingers steady on the controls.

“What the fuck” Your brother suddenly exclaims, and though ready to brag on about her streak something in his tone indicates it is not the game he was gagged about. Ellie follows his gaze straight onto a half naked blonde attempting to clothe herself by the kitchen on her way out. She recognized her, as lesbians did, Abby Anderson was on the hockey team of their community college and she wondered how in the world she were to know this house. It took you walking up behind her in somehow even littler clothes for it to dawn on her with a teeth clench.

“Abs, you forgot this” You point out handing her a sweatshirt which the girl accepted in flushed cheeks Ellie had never seen before from someone so infamous for sleeping around.

You weren’t a thing, Ellie knew that, fuck, she was the one who made sure of it, turning down your advances at every opportunity, but there was always something in the back of her mind that assumed you were waiting for her, a stupid thought, now that she thought it over. Her brain went red at the mental images her imagination refused to let go of, your moaning and desperation under somebody else’s touch, your taste in fuckgirl’s Abby Anderson’s tongue. If she were to clutch the videogame controller an ounce harder the metal would crush under her grasp. When you pecked her lips she was done for, distracted, on her way to losing for the next couple of hours while her best friend cursed on and on about how Abigail had been there basically every day that week.

She can practically hear you moaning Abby’s name in her head and it drives her insane. Ever since the first day your brother welcomed Ellie into his home and she set her sights on you it was as though all the breath had been sucked out of her lungs in one quick glance. The most beautiful girl she had ever seen, she concluded after seeing you smile. The most amazing girl she had ever met, she confirmed from all your late night conversations that became a habit from your shared insomnia and your brother’s heavy sleeping, there had been a time she’d ask to sleep over only anticipating your gossip and laughter, perfecting the cheesy dad jokes that were your favorite, attempting to convince herself it would be enough to be the girl that entertained you even if her chest ached in yearning for your lips pressed against hers. You had been distant the last couple of weeks, she felt it, but didn’t know why and you stalled every time when asked. Now she knew. And she hated it way more than anticipated. Like a rock heaving against her chest making it hard to breathe.

It was nighttime now and she shifted uncomfortably on the mattress by the floor, tossing and turning and holding in laughter from her best friend’s loud snores fast asleep in deep slumber. She played with the thought of going to your room as she usually would, but hesitated. It was still playing by her memories, your body in nothing but underwear when you had followed Abby out, every corner and crevasse of your skin looking so soft it made her ache. Her hands twitched as though wanting to reach out to you and only found her clothed pussy. She shook off the idea and stood up. Water, she thought, I’m only gonna go drink some water. But of course you were there too. Oversized t-shirt hiking up your body as you reached towards a tall shelf for a cup. Ellie reached in behind you and helped, settling the glass in your hands.

“Hi, Els” You said softly, shaking yourself loose of her overbearing stance behind you so you could walk towards the fridge for some chocolate milk, pouring it on.

“So, you and Abby. Are you like, a thing now?”

“Don’t start, Ellie. For someone who doesn’t fucking want me you sure are acting like a jealous girlfriend right now”

“For someone who doesn’t want you?” She scoffs in disbelief “Are you fucking stupid or something? Do you seriously not realize? I can’t fucking breathe when I’m around you, no actually screw that, it’s like I can’t fucking breathe when I’m not around you, like every time I make you laugh I’ve been drowning and can finally come up for air thanks to your stupid fucking smile and your stupid fucking sparkling eyes in your stupid fucking gorgeous face and then you parade around the house with stupid fucking Abigail Anderson and there’s a fucking bruise on your neck that I know she left there and I just want to sink my teeth in like a goddamn vampire and make one bigger to hide her claim on you and make it mine and-“

You crashed your lips against hers before she could continue. Her hands moving up to grab your hair, thumb caressing your cheeks and holding your face into place as though any gust of wind would make you fly away and loose her grip, she’s so mesmerized by you and your tongue inside her she moans into your mouth with barely any tension for it. It lasts a few more seconds before she pushes you away against all instincts.

“Stop, stop stop. I can’t. I can’t do this to your brother.”

“Fuck him”

“Baby…”

“Fuck me” You say and that’s enough to cloud all her judgment again. Ellie pushes you up against the kitchen cabinets and kisses you hungrier this time, hands coming up to stroke your exposed thighs before she latches onto them to push you up onto the counter, open mouthed kisses trailing down your neck until it reaches and Abby’s previous hickey and she bites down, a moan echoing from you and stopped by her hand over your mouth as she sucks down the sensitive skin and marks it darker.

“You’re going to be the death of me, fuck” She mumbles against your body, eyes darkening at the sight of the ever growing wet patch in the center of your underwear, she wastes no time to stroke it, harder and faster until she feels the liquid coating her fingers even against the fabric and sets your panties aside, looking up at you for reassurance you give with an enthusiastic nod before she dives her fingers in, moaning herself as she does so, feeling you clench around her hand “Fuck, you’re so pretty, I knew you’d feel so good, so fucking good around my fingers”

“Ellie, please” You beg with your head thrown backwards, eyes pressing shut from the pleasure she gave off circling your clit with her fingers in a way that ached your core “Please I want your mouth, I need it, I’m so fucking close-“

“What the fuck is going on here?” Ellie jumps away from you. She’s suddenly conscious and so are you, at the sight of your brother covering his eyes in disgust by the door.

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams smut #the last of us fanfiction #lesbian #brothers best friend #bbf!ellie x reader

[seattlesellie]

masterlist ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

new masterlist !

please read my rules before reading or requesting 💗

ellie williams one shots ୨♡୧

♡ don't cross the line (nsfw) ♡ the space between us (nsfw) ♡ oops! (nsfw) ♡ a helping hand (ellie x reader x dina, nsfw) ♡ pretty when you cry (nsfw) ♡ blueberry pie (nsfw)

♡ moonflower (nsfw, fluff)

series ୨♡୧ ♡ not about love: part one (sfw) ♡ not about love: part two (nsfw) ♡ not about love: part three (sfw) ♡ not about love: part four (nsfw)

drabbles & blurbs & hc’s ୨♡୧ ♡ gf with plushies (hc's, nsfw) ♡ certified tits lover ellie (nsfw) ♡ guiding you through it (blurb, nsfw) ♡ worship (drabble, nsfw)

♡ at your service (drabble, nsfw) ♡ x abby (blurb, nsfw) ♡ eating you through (blurb, nsfw) ♡ mean brothers best friend (hq's, nsfw) ♡ color me (drabble, nsfw) ♡ loser lesbian ellie (blurb, nsfw) ♡ attention (drabble, nsfw) ♡ mommy kink (blurb, nsfw) ♡ ellie being ellie (blurb, sfw) ♡ finally (blurb, nsfw) ♡ breeding kink (blurb, nsfw) ♡ kissing ur tummy (blurb-ish, nsfw) ♡ just a lick (blurb, nsfw) ♡ sleepover w dina (blurb, nsfw) ♡ bikini tops (blurb, nsfw) ♡ netflix nights (drabble, nsfw) ♡ spit kink (blurb, nsfw) ♡ ellie and her boxers (blurb, nsfw) ♡ game over (mean brothers bff drabble, nsfw) ♡ sexting with ellie (texts, nsfw) ♡ soccer!ellie x cheerleader!reader (hc’s, nsfw) ♡ caught (drabble, nsfw) ♡ mall with els (hc's fluff & a little smut)

♡ degrading you for the first time (drabble, nsfw)

♡ gf with plushies pt 2 (drabble)

♡ bbf!ellie — plum (blurb, nsfw)

♡ painkiller (short drabble, nsfw)

♡ training wheels (drabble, nsfw)

♡ breeding kink blurb

♡ jealous (drabble, nsfw)

audios ୨♡୧ ♡ number one (nsfw) ♡ number two (nsfw) ♡ number three (nsfw)

abby anderson one shots ୨♡୧ ♡ to new beginnings (one shot, nsfw) ♡ baby blue (one shot, nsfw) ♡ anything but me: part 1 (nsfw)

drabbles & blurbs & hc’s ୨♡୧ ♡ too tight (nsfw) ♡ x reader x ellie (nsfw) ♡ gf with plushies (hc’s sfw+nsfw) ♡ movie night with ellie x reader (blurb, nsfw) ♡ shoving her fingers in your mouth (blurb, nsfw)

♡ dbf! abby (blurb, nsfw)

♡ dbf!abby (drabble, nsfw-ish)

audios ୨♡୧ ♡ number one (nsfw)

#˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ angel’s masterlist ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ #ellie williams x reader #abby anderson x reader

[qvanxin]

nsfw !!!!!!(written by a minor)!!!!!!!

abby anderson (bbf/brothers best friend) x reader :P

MIGHT do a ellie one (no idea) NOT PROOF READ - poor writing

your already squirming around underneath abby as she plunges her fingers deep inside you, whispering not so sweet words into your ear!!! making you flustered than you already are and more embarassed each passing second. your body moves around quickly, trying to squirm away from your girlfriend's grasp.

"pleaseohabby, I cant!-" you cried out, unable to keep still and yet you can feel the knot in your stomach starting to build up. Abby had still continued working her magic into your cunt, the more you moved around the more it made abby quite difficult.

"quit, fuckin' moving." She spat out, eyebrows furrowed as she used her other hand to keep your thighs apart, fucking hell your squirming everywhere, trying to get away from abbys fingers for some reason which felt good but bad at the same time. The more time passing by the more sensitive your getting and the knot in your stomach gets tighter. "cant..canttt..." you whined out, your head was thrown back and you used your blanket nearby to cover your mouth from being to loud, knowing your fucking brother was in the room next to you. You would then feel weight on your lower stomach, making you freeze before looking down. Seeing abbys hand keep you from moving so much, "kept squirming so much, making it so hard f'me." she mentions, your brain was so messed up you couldn't even use actual words anymore.

as your orgasm washed over you, you let out gasps of air, all of your energy was taken away so quickly too; "I think you got some more in you, right pretty?"

and woahie! now your brother suddenly wonders why you couldn't even walk the next day when he asked you to go get his uber eats order at the front door!!! He was like "what the hell did abby like break your leg or something when she was in ur room wtf bro" or like "don't tell me you and Abby have a little thing going on.."

#fem reader #smut #tlou #abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #abby x reader #abby anderson x you #abby the last of us #the last of us

[destructive-path]

Works:

im not a writer ! im actually just desperate to flesh out the ideas in my head fr. pls keep that in mind, feedback is always welcome but pls be kind!

key: / ! - smut / * - fluff / ? - angst /

MUST BE 18+ TO READ MY WORK. MINORS DNI

⛓️

ellie williams:

fics:

- Once More Into The Breach !? - raider!ellie x runaway!reader

pt 1.

pt2.

pt.3

- Battle of the bands (loading…)

one shots:

- Fan ! - stranger!ellie x stranger!reader

- Time to Pretend ! - college!ellie x college!reader

- Patrol Partner Protection Syndrome *? - patrol partner!ellie x innocent!reader

- Chatroom ! - cocky!ellie x semishy!reader

headcannons :

- Jealous Ex Head cannons !? - ex!ellie x sub!reader

- Heat !- in heat!ellie x reader

- Farm Core ! - farm!ellie

- Pinballs - 80s arcade junkie!ellie

drabbles :

- Movie ? - bbf!ellie

- Take Time ! - ellie gets overwhelmed:(

- Dacryphillia ! - partner!ellie x partner!reader (req)

- Cramps ! - plus size!reader x ellie (req)

🌿

abby anderson:

one shots:

- Stone to Clay ! - gf!abby x virgin!reader

🪙

#aces path

[bbubbasawyer]

lookalike

ellie williams x reader || y/n and ellie arent over eachother dispite the breakup

warnings : light angst maybe?? ooc ellie, unspecified argument nothing else i think, I LOVE DINA SHES NOT A VILLIAN IN THIS STORY PLEASE

word count : 1544

authors note : guess whos back el oh el

 Y/n peeked through the curtains, hands slightly clammy, heart beating at a faster rate than usual, eyes darting across the audience. They played with the old bracelet on their wrist, one that was gifted to them by the exact person the song they were about to sing was about. The crowd cheered for them, it was their first ever on-stage performance yet they were already rather popular in their area. The curtains opened and people started to quiet down, y/n had quickly gotten their act together and smiled at the audience, waving with a simple greeting. The crowd cheered for them, boosting their confidence the tiniest bit. After taking a deep breath, the melody started and the lights dimmed and focused on the star on the stage, highlighting their beauty.

  Let's go back to the summer night

  When we met eyes, it's like a movie line

  Kissin' underneath the city lights

  But now you're laying in another girl’s arms

  'Cause I'm all gone

  Y/n’s nerves calmed, focusing on the music and the breeze that surrounded them on the cool summer night. Memories of the past relationship had already started to fill the mind of the singer. Despite the rocky ending that the two had ended on, they still cherished the moments spent in their former lover’s presence.

  But when you look in her eyes

  Do you think of mine?

  And when you look at that smile

  Do I cross your mind?

  I know in your head

  You see me instead

  'Cause she looks a lot like I did back then

  Baby don't lie

  She’s just a lookalike

  Memories of silent declarations of love and kisses shared while enjoying maryjane popped up into y/n's brain. The way their hands felt like they were molded to fit together or how they could stare into their eyes as if the world was held in them. The clothing that y/n would steal off them always had this distinct forest smell with hints of mint in there. How they missed that smell.

  Can't redo what's already done

  Can't compete 'cause I've already won

  Sayin' this time, "It's really love"

  But honey, you're not fooling anyone

  Don't you know we're done?

  Y/n’s eyes opened back up, showing their eyes to the crowd. They smiled at the positivity of the audience, feeling better knowing that they weren’t being booed off the stage. They lightly swayed to the tune of their own song, the crowd even joining in. Y/n’s eyes scanned the crowd, seeing friends and family scattered around and smiling at the eye contact, but as their eyes landed on a certain someone, they almost froze, not knowing if it was from the shock or the wave of emotions that just crashed down on them. 

  But when you look in her eyes

  Do you think of mine?

  And when you look at that smile

  Do I cross your mind?

  I know in your head

  You see me instead

  'Cause she looks a lot like I did back then

  Baby don't lie

  She’s just a lookalike

  In the crowd sat Ellie Williams. The girl that y/n l/n was still in fact in love with. The girl that inspired the lyrics that were coming out of their mouth. The girl that had left them in shambles. And sat next to her was Dina, the Dina that had stolen away their Ellie. Y/n’s eyes quickly darted away as they continued on with the song but they couldn’t help but to glance back at them. 

  And I'll admit that I sometimes, maybe, might

  Think about you at night, well, almost every night

  No matter how I try to hide

  And erase you from my mind

  I'm dying

  To find a lookalike

  As they sung those words, y/n’s eyes drifted back to Ellies. As if asking her to let them move on. Little did they know that Ellie had yet to move on either. Ellie was still smitten over the performer on the stage. She didn’t mean for the argument to happen, she wouldn’t have wanted this even in a million years. The two were unknowingly in love with each other and it was hurting the both of them.

  Cause when you look in her eyes

  Hope you think of mine

  And when you look at that smile

  Hope I cross your mind

  I hope in your head

  You see me instead

  'Cause you've been in mine every day since then

  Maybe it's time to find a lookalike

  As the song neared its end, Y/n looked towards the audience with a soft, bittersweet smile. They straightened out their clothing and once more found their hand on the old bracelet that resided on their left wrist. That action unintentionally brought attention from its creator to the bracelet.

  No, I can't lie

  I need a lookalike

  The lights darkened and silence was brought upon the crowd before the applause began. The area was lit backup and y/n bowed with a large smile on their face. After thanking the crowd they disappeared backstage to rest, being greeted with the scent of their favourite food and best friend, Abby, holding the origin of the scent. She smiled at them upon their arrival and set the food on a table to hug them. 

  “Figured you’d be hungry after that.” She let go of y/n and sat down, y/n joining them. They dug into the food and shared casual conversation and banter as friends do. Their meal was interrupted by the door opening to show the last person the two were expecting to see. There stood Ellie, who nervously rubbed her nose while standing at the door. The room went silent, Abby defensively grabbing y/n’s hand and y/n awkwardly chewing on the food she was eating before being interrupted.

  “I was um,” Ellie looked at the way Abby was holding onto y/n and she almost walked out but decided to still try. “I was wondering if I could talk to you…” Looking Abby directly in the eye she quickly added. “Y/n, I want to talk to Y/n.” Abby tightened her grip on y/n’s hand but y/n nodded, agreeing to talk. Abby looked at them as if to ask if they were sure and in return they smiled at her and got up, taking Ellie to a more secluded area to talk. At first, it was silent, only the distant sound of people talking and enjoying their time in the background. Y/n was wondering if this was really worth it and looked towards the way they came from, contemplating if they should go back to the comfort of their food.

  “Look if you don’t start talking I’m going to go back to Abby.” Y/n sighed with a frown. Ellie hesitated but continued, knowing that they weren’t going to waste their time in awkward silence.

  “Was that song about me?” They looked shocked, a little embarrassed even and looked away.

  “It may have been… inspired by you.” Silence took over once more, no one really knowing what to say despite the thousands of things they'd love to admit running through both of their minds. There were many times where Ellie specifically opened her mouth to say something but before she could, she found that she couldn't find the right words to use to express herself. But she knew she had to say something, anything, so she let herself out of the uncharacteristic bubble of nervousness and blurted out her thoughts.

  “I’m sorry about how we ended, do you wanna try again?” She looked into y/n’s eyes with hopeful ones. “I know it was my fault, I know i fucked up and I’lladmit that but,” She grasped their hands with her rough ones. “I want to try that again, I’ll prove to you that I’m able to be a good girlfriend.” Y/n met Ellies gaze hesitantly, not really knowing what to say. They were ecstatic for starters but at the same time they didn’t know what to say about this. They decided to take their chances, knowing that it’s not everyday the ex girlfriend you’re still in love with asks to try again.

  “Okay, I wouldn’t mind that.” 

  “Let’s go to that restaurant you like. Saturday night, 6:30, don’t be late.” Excitement bubbled up in the both of them. Ellie walked away after they agreed and pumped her fist in accomplishment. Y/n walked back to Abby, squealing and jumping up and down as soon as they saw her. She explained everything to her, and Abby, despite not having the fondest idea of Ellie, was still extremely excited for her best friend. The night went amazingly for both Ellie and Y/n, the latter already fantasising about the night they'll spend together while Ellie thought of what gift to get for them. 

  In the end, Saturday night went great and ended with a blooming restart in love. The night was filled with flirtatious jokes and goofy pick up lines. The date ending with Ellie gifting y/n with a promise ring, as a way to tell them that she’ll do her best to never intentionally hurt her again.

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[abbysveryrealwife]

ABBY CODED OMG SHE MAKES U BEG ISTG

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[littlegingerperson5]

Who wrote the Ellie williams fic called cola? It’s a 3 part and Ellie is older in it pleaseee help😭

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