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#im in love with abby
abbyscherry · 5 months
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i still go weak in the knees whenever i see this picture. sinking your teeth into her biceps seems really fun right now. digging your nails into those thic arms when she’s choking you— i’d let her snap me like a pencil, honestly, idc.
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thelosstvalkyrie · 1 month
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GAAWWDD!! 👏😩
(my pics
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tinqwei · 1 year
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i need to see her kiss women in part 3
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cybrs4pphic · 10 months
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something where abby is being gentle with the reader? ive seen so many posts where abby is either mean or rough but i feel like she gets a mean reputation as is bc of how she looks she either wants to be bby girl or treat the reader like bby girl
idk if this helps the writers block but here u go these are my brain rot Abby thoughts
soft dom!abby will always have me falling to my knees.
18+ mdni. strap usage, no other warnings really abby is so sweet :(((((
abby would literally do anything for you. there’s not a thing in the entire world she wouldn’t do for you, so when she has you, naked, on your back all 8 inches of her inside your dripping cunt, her nearly pulling completely out before slowly pushing herself back in hearing your whimpers and pleas of “h-harder abby, please,” who is she to say no.
she grabs the back of your thighs, putting your legs over her shoulder before leaning forward and slamming back into you making you gasp and whine, n you swear you can feel tears brimming. she’s still pulling out painfully slow but slamming right back into you each time. you’re in such a daze you barely feel her hand brush up against your cheek, placing it on the side of your face getting your attention back to her. “‘m right here, pretty girl, look at me. wanna see how well you take me,”
“god, kiss me, abby, please please,” and, again, who is she to say no.
i love abby so much just wanna kiss her n be held in her big arms n fucked half to death by her cock :((((
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vongulli · 10 months
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one peese...!!!
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butchdiaz · 2 months
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eddie diaz + american teenager (ethel cain)
this was a commission for bia @buddieblr whom i adore very very much!! thank you my boy!!!!! <3 (youtube)
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widgits · 1 year
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daensa very real and true to ME!!!!!
(edit: fixed the bottom of the arch lol)
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Idk if you guys agree with me…but Gumball is soo Ellie coded, like, look at him!!!! He’s such a loser!!!!
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yeahyeahchloe · 7 months
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love love LOVE your works! 💗 So i randomly had an idea, hear me out!
drummer abby and bassist reader. I literally can see abby getting jealous if a fan approaches the reader and gets a bit touchy (not like a wired way, like hugging her ecc)
oh anon...i love me a jealous gf...
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drummer!abby x bassist!reader
synopsis: You just wrapped up your last show of your tour, and run into some fans backstage who are acting like a bit more than just fans...
cw: smut18+, minors and ageless blogs dni, strap use (r!receiving), slight choking, some angst, fluff at the very end, me being too lazy to give the bandmates names, my mid smut writing (im learning lol), my excessive vocabulary
(a/n: pls lmk if u see any typos! )
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The crowd thundered with screams and applause as the final guitar cord strummed the final song, of the final tour.
Stage lights shown onto your face, encouraging your skin to sweat and your eyes to water.
You decided to relish in the feeling, as it was the last of it you would experience for a while.
Turning around you spotted a face adorned with pride and glee, showcasing a stoic grin.
Blue eyes met yours and that grin seemed to break just a small bit wider.
You, and the rest of the band inevitably had to step off the stage for the last time, and the second you were behind that curtain you were immediately wrapped in a strong hug.
But the hug was unfamiliar.
Very unfamiliar.
"Oh my god, I love you! You looked so incredible up there it was seriously like an angel on Earth or something!" said the body that was previously hugging and was now holding both your hands.
The girl was accompanied by another, who was standing slightly behind her, each holding a starstruck expression.
You quickly got over your initial shock and went into greeting mode.
"Oh! Thank You! Means a lot you enjoyed our last show,"
"Its seriously like nothing I've ever seen. And its so cool back here! My Dad runs tech so he let me in,"
Figures.
"Mhm, I bet,"
"Oh! I almost forgot, I made you something!" The girl reached into her pocket, pulling out a bracelet adorning the lesbian flag colors with a name in the middle.
Gracie.
You glanced at her wrist to see she had one with your name.
"O-oh thanks!" You said, now slightly creeped out.
"Ok, picture time!" she grabbed your waist pulling you in tight as her friend snapped a picture, "Thank you!! I'll see you on my feed," she attempted a joke at this point you wouldn't find funny, and walked away.
Turning around to your bandmates you made a wide-eyed expression and let out an exasperated sigh.
"Jesus what was that?" one of them asked.
"No fucking clue," You answered before realizing Abby had gone, "Hey, where's Abs?"
"She left just a second ago, towards the dressing rooms, looked pissed as fuck,"
You nodded in thanks before walking in the direction of yours and Abby's shared room.
You knocked before entering to find her getting her things together.
"Hey Abby," you greeted timidly.
"Can you get everything you need? 'm tired 'nd I wanna go to the trailer," she said, only glancing my way.
You knew when Abby was frustrated it was best to let her cool off, so you simply gathered your things, walked over to her to show you were ready, and she placed her hand on your lower back to guide you out of the room and to the trailer.
Once inside you both set down your stuff, and you decided that you would talk to her now.
You walked over to her as she sat on the slightly small bed and sat down next to her.
"You okay?" you wearily asked.
She managed a soft "mhm fine" before getting up and walking to where her clothes were, pulling off her shirt leaving her in her bra and jeans.
"Tell me what's wrong," you said, walking up to her slowly.
"I said I was fine, jesus," she grunted, rummaging around for her pajamas.
"Abby," you asserted, finally getting her to look at you, "Please,"
She turned away before saying "You're just too fucking nice to people sometimes,"
"What?" You asked, half not fully catching what she said, half wanting her to go on.
"I mean if some fucking weirdo comes over and hugs you, why wouldn't you deck them?"
"Okay, are you talking about that fan? What do you expect me to do; be a dick and shove her off?"
"Yes-No-I don't fucking know," she stuttered before stomping off back to the bed and taking a seat once again.
You sat next to her, in the same spot you were originally in before asking much more gently, "Abs, what's actually wrong?"
She sighed, "Its just, her fucking hands were all over you, and then she gave you that ridiculous thing like she was trying to claim you or something and it pissed me off,"
"Abby, are you jealous?" you asked, slightly teasing.
"Oh fuck off. I have no reason to be, nobody will ever make you feel as good as I do," she said, turning to you, her eyes now displaying her anger had morphed into lust.
"Yeah?" you asked, breaths becoming shorter.
"Yeah, and I'm gonna prove it to you,"
Before you could get another word in, her lips passionately, yet aggressively slammed into yours.
You immediately reciprocated the kiss and reached your hands us, one cradling her face and the other holding her still bare upper waist.
Both her hands creeped around your hips and gripped them harshly as your tongues met, lifting you and placing you straddling her.
You felt her move her lips from yours and quickly move them down to your neck, kissing and licking up until she got to your ear before whispering "you're mine, and no one's gonna fucking change that,"
Your hips grinded down on to hers as you let out a breathy moan at her words, and the new found bulge you felt in her pants.
"Yeah, feel that? Knew I was gonna fuck you tonight, got ready just for you," she whispered in your ear once again, sending waves of exitment throughout your entire body.
She moved her lips back to yours to continue kissing you as she took your shirt and removed it exposed your tits to her.
Abby took her mouth away from yours and hungrily moved them down to your nipples, sucking and biting at them, eliciting a moan from your chest as you grabbed her hair tightly.
You felt her hands reach down and unbutton your jeans before flipping you on your back so she was now hovering over you.
She quickly moved down, removing your pants and underwear together, revealing your sopping wet pussy to her.
"Fuck, you're so wet. Who makes you this wet?" she asked, toying at your lips, pulling them apart so she could see all of you.
"Mmmh you do," you answered her quietly, aching for her to touch you.
"What's that? You have to speak up sweetheart," Abby said, now looking up at you.
"Fuck, Abby, you make me so wet, you're the only one who makes me this wet," you whimpered in response.
You saw Abby smirk before placing a small kiss on your clit before removing her own pants to reveal her strap, looking as ready for you as ever.
"Do you want my cock baby?" She asked, sliding it up and down your pussy, teasing you.
"Shit-yes, Abby please. Please I only want your cock,"
Abby didn't even have to ask and she had you begging, it gave her an insane ego boost that only got her off more.
"Good girl, learning so fast," she praised before painfully slowly sliding her strap deep inside of you, stretching out your walls with each inch that entered.
She pulled out just as slow as before, and without warning, slammed into you at an alarming speed.
Screams of pleasure roared out of your chest as you felt her hips clip yours with every deep thrust.
Abby sat above you, seemingly watching every square inch of your body with pride as she fucked you senseless.
"That's right, my perfect girl taking my cock, perfect little thing," She groaned, feeling intense pleasure of her own from the sight of you mixed with the way her strap rubbed her clit deliciously at every move.
"Oh, god Abby! 'S too good...always so good,"
Abby loved it when you praised her, it made her feel like nobody else could ever compare to her.
And she fucking needed that right now.
She slithered a hand down to wrap around your throat and she squeezed lightly, just the way you liked it.
Abby saw the way your eyes were repeatedly rolling back at each moan as they became higher pitched and she knew you were about to cum.
"You gonna cum for me, huh angel? Cum on my fucking cock?" She asked, burying herself impossibly deeper.
All you could muster up in response was a weak nod and a feverish moan.
"That's right, go ahead, let it go,"
As soon as you heard those words you felt your orgasm wash over you in a wave and Abby's relentless pace slowed down to an eventual stop.
She slid out of you before getting a damp washcloth and cleaning you up, before slipping the both of you under the covers.
Abby wrapped her arms around you and pulled you close so that your head was resting under her chin.
After a long beat of silence you spoke up, softly saying, "I don't think I would ever love someone like I love you,"
Abby pulled your head out from under yours, and leaned down to give you a long, lovingly kiss.
"I'm sorry I got mad, I mean, I was jealous. I just-I just never want you to leave me," she spoke softly with vulnerability in her eyes.
You cupped her face with both hands, placing a kiss on her forehead before whispering, "You aren't ever going to have to worry about that,"
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andersonlore · 4 months
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no bc your sub!abby drabble is clawing at my brain and all i can think about is her just nodding, no words are forming in her mouth at all and she’s just squeezing her thighs around your hand, mumbling dumbly about how much she needs it.
thank you for filling my brain with sub abby 😋😩
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emi ur mind omfg i’m in love w it and ily sooo much god i could talk about her all day sub!abby would totally be squeezing her thighs around your hand, begging desperately to let her release. her shoulders and neck would so tense as abby’s abdomen clenches as she tried to squeeze her way into cumming. but you won’t let her. no. it wouldn’t be this easy for her. you’d force her thick thighs apart, making her whine in the process. adding another finger in her cunt, filling her up so generously as she finally feels herself beginning to crumble. cheeks as flushed as you’d ever seen them, poor baby couldn’t stop crying. repeatedly your name fell off those pretty plump lips of hers, in between each moan she managed to get it out, hoping her torture would be over soon. you always did love when she changed your name like a prayer. abby’s big hands latched onto your the sheets, her knuckles turning white, desperate to reach her release. ‘can you be good, abby? huh? does my good girl deserve to cum? yeah, maybe she does. even if you’re squeezing your legs shut like a little brat, i’ve tortured you enough, baby.’ you slapped the side of her ass before your nails sinked in. ‘be mommy’s good babygirl and cum. just for me baby, let it go. yeah, just like that.’
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nico-di-genova · 8 months
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PROTECTIVE OLDER BROTHER PROTECTIVE OLDER BROTHER PROTECTIVE OLDER BROTHER
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thelosstvalkyrie · 14 days
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JACKSON ABBY HAS ME BLUSHING BRO
(my pics)
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laurrrelise · 2 months
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mike schmidt headcanons
i’ve never posted before but i’m a huge jhutch fan and i had fun writing these :)
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mike is absolutely a cat person. the only reason they don’t have a cat is because he was too embarrassed to look “un-manly” and buy one himself. he found one outside at one point, and kept trying to get abby to want to take it in and keep it, but she didn’t really want a pet to have to take care of so mike just let it go. mike leaves leftover food outside for it when he remembers, and stops and spends time with it when it’s lingering outside his porch.
he likes to surprise abby with new toys, even if he doesn’t have the extra money for it. her favorites are dragon action figures and stuffed animals (polar opposites ??) and he finds cool smaller ones at the dollar store. she can tell the difference, but pretends not to notice to make mike feel proud of himself. she also likes them, anyways.
mike drinks a lot of water. he drinks almost nothing but water. he very rarely drinks alcohol because he was invited to a high school party at one point, got super drunk, then jumped on a pool table and tried to do a backflip. he broke his leg and was humiliated, and vowed that he’d never drink again. (not completely true, because he goes for a beer once in a blue moon, but it’s so rare that it barely counts.)
him and abby have a 15 year age difference, but she takes care of him just as much as he takes care of her. when he’s super tired after work, she reminds him to brush his teeth before he goes to bed. she brings him a blanket when he falls asleep on the couch. she grabs his keys when he leaves them on the dining table, the kitchen counter, his nightstand, or her dresser, and puts them on the coat hooks so he’ll never lose them. she picks up on when he’s having really really hard days, and even though it’s hard for her, she eats for him.
(i’ve realized this one really isn’t canon, but i don’t care, it’s cute and i want it) mike has curly hair. abby doesn’t. neither does their mom, or their dad, or their little brother, garrett. (he’s older than abby, but shut up and let me have this) abby is jealous of mike’s curls. so, reluctantly, mike taught himself how to curl hair. he found a cheap curling iron at the convenience store down the street from their house and practiced on himself, burning his hands like crazy, and hiding it from abby. the first time he successfully curled her hair, she gave him the biggest hug and ate her entire dinner without having to be begged.
mike loves cleaning. he hates waking up early, but he doesn’t mind when he gets to turn on his music and spend an entire morning cleaning the house. he also really loves his music. he loves divorced dad rock. nickel back, green day, smash mouth, the black keys, etc. he loves putting a cd (he burned some illegally, abby helped him) into his boombox and blasting it at 7 a.m. he’ll walk into abby’s room, nodding to the music and singing along confidently, waking her up and laughing with her when she makes fun of him. but, still, she helps him clean.
abby is really good in school. she has to be, because mike is a bit of a bumbling idiot when it comes to math and english etiquette. the last time she asked him for help on her homework, even though it was just simple multiplication, mike ended up staring at the page for ten minutes before calling his neighbor to ask if she could help because he was “busy”. (he was bored out of his mind, but he couldn’t figure out what 36x5 was, and was too embarrassed to admit it.)
mike loves sweets, but he prefers his coffee bitter. he has a chocolate stash that he keeps on top of the kitchen cabinets for when abby is really good. he also has it because chocolate is his #1 craving when he wakes up in the middle of the night.
mike loves when abby draws him. sometimes, he’ll find her looking at him while she’s coloring, and he’ll hold the pose for as long as he possibly can to be a useful reference to her. he will never criticize her art. drawing is abby’s comfort place, so even when he’s so upset with her that he could rip his own hair out, he would never even think to insult her artwork.
mike despises shopping. in fact, he despises spending money, which is mostly due to the fact that after his mom died and dad left, he’s never had much of it. and he hates the fact that he has to give so much of it back to a government that hates him. so, to make up for it, he prefers thrift stores. not goodwill, essentially a corporate office that helps no one but it’s filthy rich CEO, but small, local thrift stores. the kind that are always filled with volunteers, whose profits exclusively go to keeping the shop running and a small cause, like dental care for youth in Guatemala or starving kittens who would be put down without proper funds to keep them alive. he likes knowing that his money is going to a good cause, even if he hates handing it over.
mike does, however, love picking out the clothes. he scours through the kids’ section for the brightest pairs of overalls, t-shirts, cardigans, skirts, and sneakers. he loves the look on abby’s face when he finds her a pretty sundress, because the smile that so rarely appears is filled with such innocent bliss. for himself, however, he moves as quickly as possible. he pretty much exclusively wears old hoodies, sweaters, jeans, and work boots. as long as it’s comfortable and in a size medium, it works for him.
that’s all for now but i love thinking about this man so i’ll probably end up writing more eventually 🤷‍♀️ who knows
anyways have a good day <3
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kiichikonoes · 3 months
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In another universe,
“Because you have great taste Luka!”
“…my name is Adrien”
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sky-is-the-limit · 8 months
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Patrolling with Abby Anderson fics need to be more realistic bc wdym we're not fucking the second we're alone?
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raverhm · 4 months
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least favorite character (lies)
imaggginaaaaation
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