its short sorry😭

no warnings just fluff

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-Ellie working at a record store

-You coming in 24/7 just to see her

-Asking her questions about the different vinyls and artists

-Her always having music playing in the store

-You always asking her about what she’s listening to (even if you know it)

-One day she has her guitar with her to impress you

-You are very impressed

-Her playing your favorite song on it

-Her confessing she learned it just for you

-Your hands always brushing against each others when you hand her cash to buy yet another vinyl

-You lowkey going to debt because of how much money you’re spending on vinyls

-eventually you just ask her out

Abby x fem!reader

what it's like dating Abby when you're both WLF's

warnings: lightly implied mention of sex but nothing nsfw

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-Abby wrapping her big arms around you after she awakens from a nightmare about her dad. Wanting to protect you no matter what because you’re the only thing she has left

-Abby making sure you eat (and vice versa) enough because you’re always too busy to eat properly

-You being the only person (and reason) Abby would skip a workout for

-Manny constantly teasing Abby about you (especially if you accidently leave your bra in their room)

-You making snide remarks about Owen and Abby just sighing at them. Causing you to roll your eyes and say, ‘you know I’m right”

-Every time you go near a pine tree you’re reminded of Abby because her pine soap makes her smell like the trees (and yes, it is your new favorite smell)

- You always making sure you and Abby are on the same patrol (and maybe throwing small fits when you’re declined this request)

-Sitting in Abby’s lap peppering her face with kisses as she holds you close

-Taking turns reading to each other

-Stroking her hair after she has a bad nightmare (if she isn’t smothering you against her chest)

-Her cheeks getting red every time you tell her you love her (even if you have been together longer than a year)

-You two working out together (it’s miserable but you do it for her)

-She’s not big on pet names but she finds “sweetheart” fitting for you

-You having to stand on your tippy toes just to kiss her (she leans down to help you out)

summary: Dina was your best friend and the only person who could ever make you laugh until you couldn’t breathe. Your friendship was simple and full of life. You two saw every part of each other. The good, the bad, and the ugly. The only part of Dina you hadn’t seen before was her with her hair down. She seemed to always have her hair up 24/7.  You didn’t mind it, you barely even noticed it until now.

basically I thought it'd be fun to write a short drabble about seeing Dina with her hair down for the first time since we never get to in the game

trigger warning for the beatles but thats all

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 You two were in your room enjoying a typical Tuesday night as your music blasted at medium volume. You sat on your bed eating potato chips, watching Dina as she danced around. A light smile graced your face as you watched her shimmy her body and sing along to the upbeat music of The Beatles. She’d been doing this for an hour straight and you had no idea how she had so much energy.

 Your hand was deep into the chip bag when her hair tie came loose, causing her ponytail to sag. She stops dancing, breathless and sweaty as she takes the tie out and rakes her fingers through her dark hair. You froze. Your eyes widened and lips parted slightly as you stared at her. Her hair reached down just past her shoulders and framed her face so beautifully. The black hair contrasting so well with her brown skin. You almost gulp.  She gave you a confused, funny face.

 “What?” She smiles and raises her eyebrows at you. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, heat rising to your cheeks.

 “Nothing-I uh…just never seen you with your hair down before.” You manage to smile and hope to God that your cheeks aren’t rosy. She gives you an incredulous look before smiling again.

 “I guess you’re right huh?” She flops down onto the bed and snags the potato chip bag away. Leaving your hand with chip crumbs and salt.  

 “Well, what do you think?” She asks, wiggling her eyebrows. “Do I look good?” You almost choke.

 “yes, yeah, yes you look beautiful uh I mean yknow pretty yeah you look great.” You stumble over your words, obviously flustered, but if she notices she says nothing about it.

 “Why thank you.” She pretends to be bashful, putting her hand lightly over her heart. You just nod and try to focus on anything but her. For some reason you were incredibly aware of her presence, the smell of her sweat and natural scent, the heat radiating off her.