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chai-berries · 11 months
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based on her arms alone i know abby gives The Best hugs. she swoops down and picks you up at or below your ribs, her arms locking you into her hold. she has been know to swing you around once or twice until you’re begging, through laughter, for her to put you down!!!!!
bonus hug points if it’s from rugby!abby, post game after an intense match and triumphant win. she rushes to you once the team breaks out of their celebration huddle with the coaches, dodging cameras and half finished high fives until she sees you coming towards her, craning your neck to see past all the people rushing to the field. it isn’t until your friend nudges and points do you see abby and soon you’re both running at each other and clashing into a sea of arms and legs, each of you pressing kisses on every available surface you can find. you cup her face and bring her into a ostentatious kiss, your body buzzing with adrenaline from watching your girlfriend kick ass followed by genuine awe and exultation because you’re just so proud of her!!! this game was HUGE for the team, they’re officially in the top 3 in the whole country!! you squeeze her until you can’t and she’s holding you just as tightly and the moment is all encompassing, nothing of relevance except you and her and your bodies stuck together like glue.
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sojutrait · 1 year
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BABY TIME (hopefully). abby and dai lu decided theyre ready to try ivf and thankfully dai lu happened to have a brother whos young dumb and full of cThe Reproductive Fluid Needed To Create A Fetus
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sometimes i remember i do traditional art too and can just post that
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g0ldenstar · 8 months
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forgot i finished my trollsona omg ! here she is shes a lil nerd <3
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hexfane · 1 year
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draw fanart for your old hyperfixes like its 2016
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munamania · 1 year
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i literally do this no matter what i attach so hard to one teacher and then if i think im even slightly disappointing them or just not shining i have a breakdown over it calm Down!
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cure-typhoon · 1 year
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Your name is ABBY and you are 9 YEARS OLD and the youngest of your siblings! As a kid you have a LOTS OF INTERESTS but your favorites are EXPLORING THE FOREST and LITTLE ANIMALS AND INSECTS, but because of your parents you can't bring them home most of the time WHICH SUCKS. Because of that, you get A LOT OF PLUSHIES as a way to calm your NEEDS for SMALL CREATURES but you don't complain because YOU LIKE THE PLUSHIES A WHOLE LOT. Hopefully one day you will have as much FRIENDS as you have PLUSHIES, which are ZERO AT THE MOMENT but is alright! When you talk you tend to speAK VERY FAST AND End up ouT OF BREATh very quickLY
Other info: Derse, Doom, maybe Heir or Mage/Seer? Lime blood with wings
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liesyousoldme · 2 years
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i sat down to write the 15 yr reunion fake dating fic and accidentally wrote 1k of the abby fic that i was pretty sure i’d never finish so ?
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Watching Pitch Perfect. Oh my gosh, I love these movies 🥹
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Nothing ever lasts forever, neither does Copia.
Copia x Reader
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Around 1500 words, NSFW under the cut.
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His bare chest was glistening with sweat, the hairs there damp and you could practically see the steam coming off of him. He heaved with heavy, uneven breaths. Fingers gripping the sheets in a white knuckle grip and his thighs trembled almost aggressively. 
You were bent over Copia on the mattress, your hand somewhere down his body. His back arched, legs kicking out as he twitched. His mouth was open, panting as he looked on at you, helpless to your touches. His gaze was wide and pleading, you were surprised he could hold this strong eye contact for that long. His face, neck and chest flushed a pretty shade of scarlet, matching the cassock discarded on the floor and the leaky tip of his abused dick.
He’d been writhing around under your hands for what felt like ages to him, it was far beyond the point the pleasure had turned into a mix of pain, only relieved whenever you touched him; you were seeming to try and make it a sport not to do that. His eyes finally left yours, shutting tight, he clenched his teeth and sucked in a painful sounding breath as you reached into back pocket to turn the steady hum in hs ass he had finally gotten used to up to an even more intense vibration. His head thunked back on the cushion, lifting his hips in an attempt to keep any pressure off of his bum. You pressed the palm of your hand to the base of his cock, forcing it up against his stomach and kitten-licking the sensitive underside of the head. He whined loudly and his back arched impossibly further, one of his hands left the sheets to fist his own, unruly hair, tugging at the strands. Tears pricked at his eyes and trickled down his already paint-streaked cheeks as you took him into your mouth and suckled, prodding the tip with your tongue torturously. He gasped, slinging one leg over your shoulder tightly, the other kicking at the mattress next to you like an angry bull, trying to dig his heel into the springs for stability. 
You wrapped your fingers around his girth again, giving tight strokes and squeezes and within no time he hurt with how close he was to cumming. ‘‘abbi pietà di me, non plù, per favore-’’ It was babbled out without thought in a sob, his plump lips flushed and dribbling with spittle at one corner. You pulled back for a moment, scanning his face for anything that may tell you he actually wanted you to stop but within no time he made it clear by humping his hips upward needily and propping himself up on his elbows to look at you that that was not what he’d intended, after all, it was not his safeword. Through the break his building orgasm had frilled back out to the small tingling pleasure of the vibrator sat snugly in him, and he gave a high groan of frustration. He’d lost count of how many times he’d been edged by now, though he did admit to himself this time was kind of his own fault.
You returned your hand to his cock, pumping him and smiling in amusement as his jaw immediately went slack and his eyes rolled back, arms giving out where he’d leaned on them and he fell back heavily, you continuing to stroke him again and again. Copia draped a hand over his face, the other once again tearing at the sheets. All his muscles tensed, ready for you to stop any second and ruin him further, but he pleasantly noted that this time you didn’t stop. In fact, you sped up the flicks of your wrist. He gasped loudly, his entire body rigid as he came in warm ropes all over your hand and his own stomach. The mewl he let out was almost ear splitting, his body thrashing and shivering through the intense aftershocks of his much needed relief. 
He slumped against the mattress, basking in the afterglow that was cut short when he twitched. However, you did not plan on stopping the fun so soon. Copia whined as soon as the pleasure went from tides of relaxation to an unbearably overstimulating wave. Almost immediately he trembled through another demi-orgasm when the way he wiggled shoved the vibrator in him to a different angle. Copia all but screamed, the tears that had died down a bit ago resurfaced and spilled over. He was breathing in loud, open mouthed pants and gasps, the rhythm his chest rose and fell in ragged and hitched. When you finally released his softening dick, Copia breathed a forced sigh of relief, even though his hips still twitched repeatedly upward, trying to escape the vibe that was still bullying his ass.
His hands flew to your hips, grip like a vice, eyes wide and begging. ‘’Spegnilo, per favore, I beg you, Tesoro.’’ You merely gave an innocent smile. ‘’I’m not done with you yet, love.’’
Defeated, he dropped his head back with a wrecked whimper, said whimper immediately followed by a flourish of surprised mewls and moans when you bent down to lick a stripe up the side again. He thrashed, and in no time his cock was back flushed, hard and leaking. Your fingers drifted around the head of his girth, giving a tight squeeze that had his head shaking wildly from side to side. One hand stays rubbing him, the other travels a finger through the patch of hair at his base, running up to the following trail on his soft stomach to twine in the wiry curls on his chest. Following that trail up and down a few times made Copia twitch at the ticklish sensation, followed by a nervous giggle. Your fingers soon left their trial to move to one of his nipples, taking it between your pointer and thumb and giving an experimental tug. His back arched, eyes rolling back. ‘’Cara, no- Can't. Can’t handle it. T-troppo!’’ His hips shot upward into your hand with a gasp as you rolled it between your fingers, crawling up his body while still keeping one hand on his cock, now pumping the head, smearing the beads that formed there and leaked down the length. You took his other bud between your teeth, nibbling it gently before sucking at it and he was quickly overwhelmed by all the sensations you provided him. He screamed. Another orgasm tore through him, he felt like he nearly fainted from the intensity. He shot up against your hand before pushing his hips back into the mattress to rock against the vibrator. His hands all over to place to claw at your body; He dug his nails into your back, groped your behind and shoulders, hips, pulled you down on top of him to cradle you close as he sobbed. 
Weakly, he lifted his hips upward as the buzzing grew uncomfortable once again, and he grudgingly released you from his tight arms so you could reach for the remote.You turned it off and got off the bed to head into the bathroom. Copia squirmed like a blind kitten on the sheets, whining in distress as you left. In the bathroom you collected a damp, warm washcloth, cotton pads and makeup remover, as well as you washed your hands. By the time you walked back over to the bed he’d wrapped himself around a pillow, shivering. You sat on the edge of the bed and Copia wiggled over to you. 
You dragged the warm fabric over his stomach and chest, then his thighs and you carefully worked over his once again softening dick, he merely gave the quietest mewl of protest and the twitch of his mustache, but he felt too heavy to be able to achieve anything else.
You grabbed the cotton pads, adding some makeup remover onto them before dragging them gently over his flushed, tear tracked cheeks, wiping the small bits of black that hadn’t smeared away from around his puffy eyes and his top lip before turning him around, slowly, gently pulling the small vibrator out of him. You went back into the bathroom one last time to discard the products. 
You made your way to the bedside drawer, fishing out a juice box for the man currently half in dreamland on your shared bed. Gently, you asked him to sit up, and he did with stiff movements, his body protesting loudly; you’d give him a thorough massage tomorrow if he allowed it. Opening the juice box for him he noisily slurped at it. While he drank you undressed down to nothing, crawling in next to him and fluffing the duvet over you both. He finished the juice and placed it on the nightstand, shuffling down so far only his puppy-like eyes peeked out from under the covers. You pulled him close, kissing all over his face; his neat, thin mustache, his sideburns, his nose, the crinkles of his eyes, his strong cheekbones, his chin, the worry lines on his forehead and the smile ones on his cheeks. Copia nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck when you were done with at least four rounds of kisses, breathing you in before tucking his head under your chin, your arms coming to wrap around each other while one of his thighs tangled between the two of yours.
You hummed to him and before you knew it he was sleeping like a baby, the top of his head where your chin rested on it the only thing visible other than the large lump under the sheets. This man was so adorable you could eat him right there and then. ‘’I love you Copia. You did so, so good.’’
You swear you heard him snore a ‘’Love you.’’ back.
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A/N: Ty so much anon for the request! I have some other requests I'd love to get to, but those will likely be after kinktober. Also special thanks to @delulluart for helping with the title!
Taglist: @sweatandwoe @copias-girl @lightbluuestars @papasmicstand @random-bl-fan
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jaygurl-sims8 · 2 months
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Meet the Fisher Family ft.@florwal Save File Being young parents was not in Misa and Aidan's plans when she soon became pregnant during their final year of HS. They were the school's high school sweethearts and when with child they both turned down their universities and chose to get married and live together. Luckily their families contributed because they would rather have their kids and grandkids living in a proper home then be out on the street even if they were a bit disappointed in their unresponsible actions. They love each other very much, their plans were just moving faster then they planned but they are glad they have each other and get through this together. They had baby Eliana and recently just had Abbie
Currently living in Oasis Springs Building my save file and wanted to show you the families I have been plotting down.
Misa sim, originally from @largetaytertots
Aiden sim, originally from @alltimefail-sims
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sojutrait · 7 months
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chu hua convinced abby to let her go to gianna's hs so the two went out to celebrate 😁she's a bit nervous bc she's trying to be in her popular it girl era but gianna reassured her. then the two went to the arcade and met some guy named seven by simblr weird mia @sadnesshotline
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sturniologals · 3 months
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masterlist !!!✨🌸
about us:
abby is 17 and plays basketball, volleyball, softball, and soccer! she’s a Chris girl‼️. Abby is asian and a senior in hs !!!🧞‍♀️(pn: she/her)
Kaylee is 18 and plays soccer, reads and writes a shit ton and is a Matt girl ‼️ Kaylee is white and a senior in hs !!! 🧞(pn: she/ her)
!!! fics:
Matt:
car ride (smut)
say it (fluff)
Chris:
midnight snack (smut)
Nick:
none yet !!!
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deldeldel90 · 4 months
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gwenabbi except it's in a multi-player Minecraft world (basically the CPC is an Modded SMP in mc---Prez started it after much convincing by Syrah);
Abbi is on that grind, strip-mining and collecting resourcing, building houses made of solid diamonds. She leaves lil pranks for her friends (think Skeppy akshsksn), tries to explore all the freakin' modded biomes, building massive totems and putting up signs- there are no censors in their lil server- for her pals.
Abbi and Gwen form an alliance bc Gwen's a SUPER awesome builder- you know those aesthetic Minecraft houses on Pinterest? Yeah. That's her. She has so many cats, dogs, bees. She's the type to spend hours learning how to perfect fireworks and banner designs.
Of course, they move into a shared house- oak plank, spruce wood, and flowers on the balcony. Two stories. There's a iron-block penis outside in the garden.
Gwen and Abbi's Minecraft beds are first your classic bunkbeds. And then, the pink and turquoise are next to each other.
(this au could be like HS!MODERN!AU or it could literally be just them. In literal Minecraft, with the video-game mechanics and shit!!)
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vacantgodling · 3 months
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ask game: ✨🐰🦋🧡🔮
thank you thank you! <3 i hope you're doing good <3
✨ Do you have any nicknames?
tbh most people just call me 'ren' my name is p short so i've never gotten like hella nicknames. -- renjamin is one of my fave nicknames i've gotten lol. rimz is a name i gave myself to be Kool lmao. if i think back to my youth some of the funnier nicknames i've gotten were 'SHK' (there's a long story about how that one came about lmao) & 'cielo' (which one of my besties from hs still calls me) are some of my faves
🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?
hmmm, that's difficult. i think their openness to learning and changing their stance as they gain new information. like we're not all perfect, and we should be able to make mistakes and grow from them so the ability to want to do so is very important to me.
🦋 Describe yourself in three words.
i asked my partner to do it for me because idk LMAO. they said:
bold, understanding, artistic.
i wonder where they got bold from lmaoo
🧡 A color you can’t stand?
purple tbh. i don't HATE any color really, and it used to be my favorite color specifically in 5th grade bc of a book i read back in the day - can't remember the book exactly, but it was like a girl's journal and she was "quirky" and she always wrote in purple pen so EYE did that too. N E WAY. i just feel like purple is overhyped lmao.
edit;; found the book series, it was the amazing days of abby hayes
🔮 What’s your dream job?
honestly i would love to be a creator full time. a writer obviously, but i also really enjoy interior decorating/design and i would love to be able to design homes that were affordable, sustainable, and functional for people who both physical and mental disabilities lol.
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munamania · 1 year
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ok also we were watching movie clips in class today and steve buscemi was in one of them and the whole time i couldn’t even pay attention to the editing or whatever i was sitting there like wait why’s he kind of sexy.. sorry for just coming around to this dykes
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