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abby masterlist

tw: angst, fluff for now, mention of infidelity, and profanity

summary: obviously inspired by Sextape by Deftones (i think this is turning out to be a slow burn)

pairing: ChildhoodFriend!Abby x Mishandled!Reader

can't promise i'll finish this one but here's a new abs series!

You were caught up in your thoughts while sitting on a bench in the laundromat listening to the very song Ellie was on that day at the beach. Someone walked in, I mean it wouldn’t be unusual the laundromat runs 24/7 but this one looks…familiar?

Being the unpredictable person you were, you quickly got up from your seat and practically dashed over to the person hoping it would be who you thought it was. “Abigail?” You said taking your earphones out and pocketing your phone.

The now dark brunette girl looked up, her eyes widening, realizing who was speaking to her. “Holy shit, Pumpkin?” Abigail quickly shoved her clothes back into the basket, picking you up and spinning you around in a tight embrace. 

“I haven’t seen you since I moved!” you say as she finally semi-releases you, resting her hands on your shoulders. “My mom is going to be so thrilled I ran into you. How have you been?”

Abigail Abby asked which started an hour-long catching-up session, both of you occasionally getting up to check on your clothes. And that’s when you finally stopped and looked out of the window realizing that the once busy street had faded into maybe a couple cars passing by.

As you guys finally finished catching up you made sure to get her number and ask her to send your regards to her beloved mother. After a long night of reconnecting an old friendship, you lugged your basket of clothes out of the laundromat opening your trunk.

However before you could lift it off the ground there Abby was putting it into the trunk for you, now get this the last time you’d seen Abby was when you were freshly out of high school and she was still an awkward Junior in high school. 

Puberty hits most people late but damn, Abby had got hit with a train, there was no longer an awkward brace face. She was now completely jacked and not to mention she was utterly towering over you. “Thanks, Abs, see you later alligator.” You said getting in your car.

Abby stood there watching your car pull away as it hit her that fate had brought you both back together, in middle school you both had made a promise to always find each other. Obviously, you both went your separate ways but maybe it was proving to be in the shape of a circle. 

The next day started for you like any other. A pile of clean clothes on the other side of your bed cast a shadow, which almost made you sleep through your alarm. Meaning you were not only exhausted from your shift as a barista but also almost late.

Your manager didn’t even lecture you this time, just gave you a look as you put your things in your locker. As you traded the counter with another coworker you were caught up in making a very complex mocha frappe when you heard the bell on the door ring and went to the counter. 

“Welcome to Lux Cafe, what would y-” You completely stopped in your tracks as you were met face to face with what you used to call you and Ellie’s untimely demise. What truly put the dirt over your last relationships casket, Dina.

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abby masterlist

tw: angst, fluff for now, and mention of infidelity

summary: obviously inspired by Sextape by Deftones

pairing: ChildhoodFriend!Abby x Mishandled!Reader

☆ part one

☆ part two

☆ part three

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tw: fluff! smoking mentioned, could be angsty if you'd like.

summary: honestly just the title, and these three pictures

pairing: StableHand!Abby x Equestrian!Reader

three releases in one day, lord if you hear me...

☆StableHand!Abby who at first didn’t care for you, of course you were always nice to her and were her boss’ daughter but she just thought you were just another dumb nepo baby

☆ StableHand!Abby who laughed when you got spooked almost starting a fire when you dropped the cigarette you were smoking on the side of the barn while she was bringing hay bales to the barn

☆StableHand!Abby who realized she’d got a completely wrong impression of you at first after you two had a deep conversation after you made her promise she wouldn’t tell your father

☆StableHand!Abby who would sometimes go to the side of the barn to smoke with you when she had a particularly hard day

☆StableHand!Abby who has always had a love for horses but slowly started developing feelings for you when she learned you were an Equestrian

☆StableHand!Abby who would somehow find a way to work at some of your competitions but was clearly there just for you 

☆StableHand!Abby who started to take extra care of your horses which developed into taking extra care of you

☆StableHand!Abby who came clean one night and the feelings were reciprocated quickly when she realized you’d been plotting on her for a minute (ever since you saw her)

☆StableHand!Abby who was always down for a late night talk or makeout session 

☆StableHand!Abby who had never been one for sneaking around like a teenager but knowing the position you were both in she would do it just for you

☆StableHand!Abby who instead of going to the side of the barn for a smoke would instead drag you inside for other reasons

☆StableHand!Abby who practically kisses the ground you walk on

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abby masterlist

tw: angst, fluff for now, and mention of infidelity

summary: obviously inspired by Sextape by Deftones

pairing: ChildhoodFriend!Abby x Mishandled!Reader (ellie's in this part so she kind of counts)

can't promise i'll finish this one but here's a new abs series!

Ellie sat at the edge of the private beach, both your bare feet sinking into the cool sand as the golden hour bathed the world in a soft, amber glow. The horizon was a canvas of fading orange and pink, the ocean stretching out endlessly, reflecting on the side of your face. The distant sound of waves crashing was interrupted by the faint, ethereal hum of Sextape by Deftones drifting from the speakers of your old radio.

She closed her eyes, letting the melody wash over her, the tender, heavy guitar filling the air like a whisper from the past. The sun's warmth kissed her skin, and for a moment, the distance between her and you seemed to vanish, as if this fleeting, perfect moment could stretch on forever. But like the fading light, everything felt fragile, slipping through her grasp.

As if you read her thoughts you severed her moment in half by asking her if she was ready to go. God, you were always rushing her, if the moment wasn’t so great she would almost slip past it. In Ellie’s eyes, she has been making some major improvement since her recent self-acclaimed “fuck up”. However, for you, all she has been doing is trying to show you her regrets in the bedroom, on the couch…or in her office.

Not to mention the only chores she had picked up were simply just making breakfast in the mornings if she felt like it. But god forbid you forgot to wash her laundry, then the petty argument would turn verbally violent rather quickly and all of a sudden it’s your fault she went to Dina that night. “You’re ruining the moment.” Ellie plainly said pulling her sunhat to shield her face from the sun and your facial expressions.

“Of course I am, I’ll be waiting in the car with the AC.” You say and with that, you get up grab your beach bag put on your sunglasses starting the journey back to the car. Ellie slowly got up with a long sigh making you halt waiting for her to collect her things. Ellie huffed under her breath “Tsk always have to ruin something.”. And with that, you both argued your way back to the car, but it wasn’t just an argument this time.

You see that was a week ago you moved out of Ellie’s place into your humble abode with no nagging, cheating, and blaming asshole. Don’t get me wrong Ellie was an amazing girlfriend but when the slightest thing would happen everything was your fault. But you get it I guess, in your life, you were always the one to blame in every situation.

You were caught up in your thoughts while sitting on a bench in the laundromat listening to the very song Ellie was on that day at the beach. That was until someone walked in, I mean it wouldn’t be unusual the laundromat runs 24/7. But this person looks…familiar?

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☆ Streamer Ellie Hcs

tw: cutesy stuff, fluff!

summary: streamer ellie doing whatever for her beloved gf!

pairing: Streamer!Ellie x LovedGf!Reader

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Streamer!Ellie who loves gaming and is at all times engaged with her audience whenever she decides to go live

Streamer!Ellie who takes it upon herself on her stream breaks, finds the time to go across the hall into your shared bedroom to give you a little affection to bring her back down to reality

Streamer!Ellie who when she does q&a streams goes on a 25 minute straight ramble on how amazing and lovely you are

Streamer!Ellie who without a doubt has the stream playing on her phone when she walks away so she can hear any “prank” you decide to play on her with the chat

Not to mention that her following absolutely loves you, Ellie’s social media was going crazy when she introduced you to them

Streamer!Ellie who gets super sad when she realizes that she’s spent too long away from you on a stream and ends it as soon as possible spending the rest of the night cuddling you as an apology as you repeat that it’s not that serious to her

Streamer!Ellie who gets happy instead of sad when you guys are out somewhere and a fan comes up to you instead of her first (she hates it when you’re looked over)

Streamer!Ellie is definitely the type to not only adopt your humor but also to steal your taste in tv shows or movies (she’d definitely talk about a new reality tv show you got her into on stream as the chat blows up about how cute you guys are together

Streamer!Ellie would definitely let you sit in on her streams and is one for physical touch

Streamer!Ellie who would for sure starting playing better when you’re either sitting on her lap or giving her game undivided attention

Streamer!Ellie who still gets nervous when you guys go on dates publicly because she wants it to be just you two

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☆ sorry guys my page is going to be slightly cluttered until i add more works.

☆ it’s all in the name of organization i promise!🫶🏽

☆ birthday girl💋 (oneshot)

read here

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☆ excuse me, miss? (discontinued series)

part one

part two

part three

☆ spring fling💋(oneshot)

read here

☆ sneakin' round (hcs)

read here

☆ the sound of the waves (ongoing series)

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☆ admired gf hcs

☆ streamer ellie hcs

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tw: slight obsessive behavior :), fluff, idk lesbo stuff!

summary: just some simple head canons to get those wheels turning.

pairing: AdmirerGf!Ellie x AdmiredGf!Reader

Yes I’ve made my return, back from hiatus and starting off with simple Ellie girlfriend head canons. (No I'm not finishing the Abby series)

I feel like Ellie love, love, loves physical touch

Ellie’s the type to obviously communicate her feelings (when she’s in the mood) but when she needs you near her she just shoots you a simple look

Waking up in the morning with a little affection definitely would get her day started off on the right foot

Ellie obviously has her rougher moments but her inner self is definitely a lover girl

Taking you out on cute dates, romantic long road trips, and cuddling watching the sunset in her truck bed (yes I said truck bed)

Before you and Ellie met she obviously had her own music taste but she started picking up on your softer guitar/drum music

Another way she would definitely show her affection is learning your favorite song on her guitar that you thrifted for her

And before you know she’s serenading you with your favorite girl in red song on a intimate rooftop date she surprised you with

Not to mention she’s completely obsessed with your body, your beauty marks and smooth skin make her melt into a lesbian flag colored puddle

Ellie’s the type to melt over any small movement you make, closing drawers with your hips or any of your affection you bless her with

ty for reading!! <3

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summary: abby saying she would be late to the gallery she invited you to…classic. thinking it was all in your head you say what hell and start to mingle. abby shows up and sees you flirting openly with another? hell no.

word count: 1.5k

tw: angst, eventual smut, conflict of interest, alcohol consumption, & more hopeless feeling.

pairing: Neighbor/BusinessPartner!Abby x NepoBaby!Reader

While on the drive to the gallery you get a phone call from Abby, clicking the phone button on your steering wheel. “Hii, I’m on my way there.” You say answering the call raising your voice higher than you would like. “That’s great, I was just calling to let you know I might be a little late, I got caught up with some extra work.” She says letting out an audible sigh, hearing how upset she is almost makes you…frown?

“Oh, that’s not a problem, take as much time as you need.” You say reassuringly. You’ve always been a people pleaser, even with knowing your true feelings you’ve always bottled them up. “Thank you…it’s refreshing to have someone not care about inconveniences in my schedule” Abby says exhaling you can hear her smirk through the phone. 

Ending the phone call you continue to drive to the gallery, stepping out of your car in the parking garage you feel the rush of adrenaline hit you. Since you’re pretty much antisocial and this is an entirely unknown setting you feel slightly anxious. As you inch closer and closer to the opening door gripping you subconsciously purse on your shoulder tighter and tighter. It’s almost making your skin crawl not knowing what’s on the other side of the door.

An hour ago you definitely did not see yourself swept up in a conversation, let alone not in a corner but with a wine glass in hand. You ran into a couple of Abby's friends which tells you that she talks about you (simping). But one of Abby’s friends Ellie seemed to really take an interest in you the moment she locked eyes with you. 

But you couldn’t really get a good read on Ellie. She was most definitely aware of the conversation but she was taking you in?? Either way you couldn’t really tell what her point was of coming up to you. Not to mention the conversation with her was butter smooth, honestly it just flowed no awkward silences or anything. However that traction was forced into a complete stop when you felt a warm hand on your mid back, looking back to realize it was Abby. 

As soon as you meet her gaze you can smell her expensive cologne, taking in her well fitted suit. God Bless Custom Fitted Suits. “You look stunning.” Abby finally mutters before ripping her eyes off your curves before she moves her gaze where it’s not welcomed. “Ells, how are you?” She says quickly facing Ellie and shaking her hand as if she wasn’t just eye-fucking you a minute ago. 

As Abby and Ellie’s conversation picks up, you slip away to the less crowded side of the gallery. It feels nice to be alone, but not for long as Abby stands beside you gazing at the large painting on the wall. “And how has your night been darling?” Abby says not blessing you with her gaze yet. “It’s been nice…your friend is very attractive.” You say admittingly keeping your eyes on the painting. 

You feel her eyes hit you like daggers as she shakes off the feeling that a compliment came out of your mouth and it wasn’t about her. Abby knew she usually doesn’t care about these things, they usually seem so shallow and useless. But knowing herself well she knows she has thick skin and the sting that came with the compliment seemed to dissolve quickly.

“I’ve known Ells since my childhood.” She finally lets out, seeming to snap back into reality. Bringing your eyes up to meet hers before you spit more viper into the-what was supposed to be a short conversation. “Yeah she told me, we talked quite a bit before you arrived.” You almost mumble the last part noting that for some reason Abby’s face looked slightly uncomfortable. 

“You did huh…” Abby says, guiding you gently by your waist to the next painting. “This one is more my style.” You say slowly taking in the painting before looking down at the nameplates. Oh? They have nameplates of the artists, you squint and see Ellie’s name at the bottom. Slowly turning your head to the side to peek at the artist name of the last painting to see it said “Abby Anderson” in gold engraved letters. 

Your thoughts are interrupted by the grating sound of a mic followed by deep apologies from the host gathering the cord of the mic, Abby told you her name was Dina. “Thank you all so much for coming today, but the gallery closes in 25 minutes.” Dina says before handing the mic to someone and continuing to mingle with whoever. 

“That’s code for get the fuck out.” Abby says, whispering in your ear. Hearing Abby’s low baritone voice is something you didn’t know you needed and not to mention how close she is to your neck right now. “Oh by the way Abs do you mind if I catch a ride with El?” You say reading her expression. And you could tell she was definitely pissed for some reason, you almost didn’t catch it from how quickly she changed her face.

“But how will I know if you get home safe?” Abby almost looks…wait. Is she fake worried?? Unknowingly you let your neutral expression slip into a “wtf is wrong with you” one, Abby picks up on it faster than you can fix your face. Thankful that you didn’t consume any alcohol the words in your head would’ve made a beeline for your mouth. Either way you felt like Abby was about to let you have it, well that was before Ellie walked over thankfully swooping you out of that conversation.

“Looked like someone needed saving.” She says smirking her arm dangerously low on your lower back. “Thank you…your art is beautiful by the way.” You thank her slipping in a compliment, completely missing the fact she was shoving a scotch your way. As you stare at the venom in the glass wondering how to navigate this awkward situation.

“I’ll be right back Els.” You say unhooking her arm from your lower back. “Gotta powder your nose?” Ellie says cheekily shooting you a wink before you slip off in the direction of the overhead bathroom sign. God do these people know how to decorate and spend money while doing it, however you were preaching to the choir. 

Staring at your unlocked phone the reality hits you that a normal person would call their best friend or sibling to give you clarity on what you should do in this situation. Slowly eyeballing the drink on the counter, you subconsciously reconsider that time your father offered a therapist. Scoffing at your reflection in the mirror. “Suck it up, it’s just one drink.” You whisper lowly to yourself before downing the entire glass in one go. 

Walking back out to find Abby in the nearest corner leaning onto the wall cupping a quite full wine glass. You haven’t known Abby for a long time so you kind of took her as a social person, especially considering her job. Swiping the nearest champagne off a waiter's tray you guzzle half the glass approaching Abby. “What’s up, dream girl.” You say cringing immediately from your words. Abby taking it unseriously and laughing at your buzzed state. “Buzzed?” She says, noting the half full glass in your hand. 

Downing the rest of the champagne followed with an exhale. “Working towards a great nap.” Abby takes the empty glass from you, fixing the loose strands of hair in your face and the slightly smudged lipstick on your bottom lip. “And towards a great hangover.” As Abby drinks in your features fully she feels like it’s just you two for once. Not that she has been letting her ever so slight possession over you show. 

Abigail has been very dominant with her past partners and she wants to change that side of her to show a more submissive side. To show that she can be vulnerable other than her financial advisor. That’s why she’s trying to take it slow with you, this whole night has been her reminding herself that it’s like bending her will (which makes you all the more attractive). That’s right bending my will, like a bendy pencil.

It’s just the constant lusting over her friend who quite frankly isn’t all that, I mean she loves Els of course but the adoration in your voice when you address Ell isn’t something she wants to get used to. So when she snaps back into reality and sees you and Ellie a little too close for comfort but when she sees Ellie get closer and closer to your neck. Snap.  Pushing past whoever is in the crowd she takes you by the elbow, stomping out of the venue into the valet area. “Abigail, what is happening with you right now?” You say worriedly but mostly full of curiosity. Full first name? Is what is going through her mind right now, which might be why she isn’t blessing you with eye contact.

What does Abby have in store for you at wherever she's taking you?

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Just wanted to come on here and apologize for the wait time on Part 3 of Excuse Me, Miss. I have been waiting on AO3 to let me make an account, and I just activated my account. I also have been getting really busy and haven't found a balance with sleeping and writing. So now that I have no excuse other than schedule issues, all that I ask for is please wait patiently for me to release chapter 3!!! <3

-Love you lots, Cami

masterlist

masterlist, part one, part three, part four

summary: Neighbor turned business partner, romantic or conflict of interest?

word count: 1.14k

tw: angst, eventual smut, conflict of interest, alcohol consumption, & hopeless feeling.

pairing: Neighbor/BusinessPartner!Abby x NepoBaby!Reader

“Excuse me, Miss?” Your reminiscing is interrupted by a familiar voice. You turn around to lock eyes with none other than…Abby? After standing there trying to piece together a valid reason Abby had business at your dad's company. You never found one…this is also when you realize you didn’t know much about her and lowkey could’ve gotten kidnapped last night. Cheers to impulsive, alcohol-influenced actions…right?? 

“What are you doing here?” You say with a slightly dropped jaw and raised eyebrow. “I have a…uh-” Whatever Abby was going to say gets cut off by your father entering the room, standing beside Abby, and putting a hand on her shoulder. “I see you’ve met my daughter..” Your father says clenching his jaw, you can practically hear his teeth grinding.

“D-daughter?” Abby says, widening her eyes as she stammers over her words. Your father nods confirming Abby’s worst fear, looking at you both as silence fills the room. “Well, we have a business meeting.” He says motioning Abby towards a chair, which was also a polite “get the fuck out.” 

You took that and ran with it literally, clocking out and booking it to the parking garage where your car was. After getting in you take the biggest exhale of your life swearing you could rip your hair out follicle by follicle.

Starting up the car ready to get in bed and sulk you get a knock on your window, rolling it down you meet gazes with Abby again. She cast quite the shadow being that your car was slightly low to the ground, she looked relaxed with one hand in her pocket looking down at you with those eyes. 

“I was just gonna ask- um…if we could talk tomorrow?” She says nervously, slightly taking a step back as she scratches the back of her neck. “Uhh sure yeah.” You say letting a yawn escape showing how exhausted you were. You both bid your goodbyes as Abby takes a step back watching you drive out of the parking spot. 

Waking up in the sunlight is therapeutic to others, especially with the view in your bedroom but to you, it’s just another sunrise.

You felt it was time to try something different since you hadn’t sipped tequila a whole day. Everything has been giving you a fresh start kind of feel. New “job”, new things, new skills, even a new milf next door. Isn’t life beautiful?

While sitting in the living room deciding what to watch for your employee holiday. Yesterday when they told you it was an employee holiday you had to google what that was because you thought regular employees worked year round.

You decide to cook yourself for once, but you never really took it upon yourself to cook, often ordering takeout or just eating chips and liquor. 

However, you do have a couple of recipes locked into your brain from when your mother used to cook with you as a kid.

You always feel cozy from most of her recipes even the simple ones, she always adds her twist on everything. Even to this day, you have a positive view of her to which your dad has never taken a likeness.

Nevertheless, this day isn’t about the past it’s about relaxation-. You quickly stopped in your tracks realizing Abby hadn’t crossed your mind once since you’d risen out of your bed. 

It takes you two plates of food and a few seasons of The Walking Dead to finally come up with a justifiable reason for why Abby had any business at your dad's company, let alone a meeting.

During the time you were helping her move boxes into her place, you saw some boxes marked work supplies. Maybe she was there negotiating or even offering something. It wasn’t rare for smaller companies to try and use your dad as a way to the top or to even skyrocket sales. 

Knocks at your door making you jolt up, pausing the TV show that earlier had your gears going. Having a gut feeling about who was on the other side of the door you found it best to not contemplate and just act so you opened the door with the fakest smile you could force out.

Abby’s facial expressions were caught off guard if anything. “Hey…is now a good time or? I could always come back later-” She practically vomited out. “You’re fine, come in,” You say, stepping aside and letting a grin creep up on your face.

You gestured Abby towards a cozier room with a fireplace, you’d just finished renovating it so why not show it to someone and get your money's worth?

As you two sat down an awkward space in between you two, which honestly made the decorations on the fireplace all the more interesting. “I’m guessing you want to know why I was at Ray's- Your father's workplace,” Abby said, you responding with an eager nod. 

The first-name basis makes the situation seem way deeper than it seemed on the surface level. “Well I own a few small companies and he was thinking of taking a small percentage of my shares.” She says searching for any sign of discomfort in your eyes.

You hum hoping to keep the conversation from souring again but that seems impossible with the way she's scooting closer to you and soul-searching in your irises. 

This alone pushing nothing but heat to your core has you looking in any other direction but her face. “Hey, you haven’t told me why you were there?” Abby questions looking a little more amused than you’d like.

“My dad has me covering for a worker there so…” You say rather blankly. Abby, catching on that you would rather not elaborate further, didn't push or press any more buttons. Instead, she gave you an invitation to an art gallery that was happening later in the day. 

Kindly taking the invitation she shows herself out as you race to your office so you can see what people wear to art galleries.

Quickly choosing Pinterest as a way to pinpoint things you can incorporate into the outfit. Sighing, shutting off your computer, and seeing your reflection on the monitor gives you the grounding you so badly need. 

What if this was just a friendly invitation…or better yet a pity one. Maybe she wanted to make a good impression on you hoping you’d run back to your father and report.

Trying to stay on the positive side of things you tell yourself she probably just wants to get into your good graces in general. Hoping that today will be you, wine, great art, and a milf. God bless America.

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