Hear Me Out…when She’s Naked And You Are Giving Her A Butt Massage From Behind And The Pussy Lips

Palestine is NOT a trend. boycotting Israel-supporting companies is NOT a trend. your compassion for the innocent is NOT a trend. isreal was, is and WILL continue killing Palestinians and bombing Gaza for as long as the world is silent. do not stop talking about it. do not stop boycotting. never. stop.

just a little something before i sleep..

abby canonically wears nice bras. not sport bras💞🩷💝

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OH, THE LOVERS SHE ONCE HAD & THE ONE SHE TRULY LOVED…

FIVE HUSBANDS

OFFICIAL MASTERLIST // AOT SERIES BY KINGKONOHA

˗ˋ ୨୧ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ୨୧ ˊ˗ eren, armin, jean, reiner, connie & levi x fem!reader

˗ˋ ୨୧ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ୨୧ ˊ˗ You’re a famous woman. You’re a wealthy woman. And you went through five marriages to reach your star status. One of your husbands was your childhood friend. Another one was rich and dangerous. One was a co-star. Someone was obsessive. Someone else died. And, lastly, someone ended up being the true love of your life.

˗ˋ ୨୧ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 ୨୧ ˊ˗ 18+ ONLY // {N}SFW // MINORS DNI - modern au, fem!reader, smut, fluff, angst, toxic relationships, stalking, swearing, mentions of alcohol/drinking, death, pregnancy/children, unrequited love. any other potential warnings will be posted at the start of each chapter.

˗ˋ ୨୧ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ୨୧ ˊ˗

Part I — THE OLD FRIEND // summary

Part II — THE MUSICIAN

Part III — THE STAR

Part IV — THE MANAGER (coming soon)

Part V — THE RICH MAN

Part VI — THE OBSESSED ONE

Part VII — THE ONE TRUE LOVE

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I LOVE WOMEN

✨️ Paths Levi ✨️

need a girl with big warm hands to come hold my lower tummy n back before these cramps put me in the grave

SUBWAY ABBY PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

SUBWAY CRUSH (ABBY'S VERSION)– subway!abby x bookworm!reader

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⠀✧.* subway ellie headcanons (subway crush 1.0– subway!ellie x art school!reader)

you were just coming back from a little brunch with your friends

yeah you were a little bit tipsy, but it was wearing off

your friends said goodbye bc they lived in the whole other side of the city

so you get into the subway

you sit down, getting your book out of your tote bag. and quickly, you got really really into the book. it was so captivating, you couldn't fucking stop

and so you didn't notice the blonde girl in front of you, looking down at you with her resting bitch face. if you had, you'd definitely thought she was judging you, or hate watching you. or something like that. you'd probably had felt insecure

but actually, the girl in front of you was admiring how immersed you seemed on the words in front of you. you weren't realizing anything happening around you

and the girl in front of you has read that book like forty times

the signal goes on, announcing the next stop

it wasn't your stop, so you kept reading

but you looked up once just to make sure you had heard the signal correctly and you didn't miss your stop

when you did, you're eyes met with the girl in front of you, she was standing and you were seated, so you had to look up

cause she was TALL

she was looking down at you intensely, like she was about to yell at you or something

and her hair was blonde and looked silky smooth

a pair of wireless headphones on

a white hoodie

and some dark green cargo style pants

omg, why is she looking at me like that?

so you awkwardly smile at her; a smile that reads more like a half apology for whatever you had done to annoy her

and she just smiled back

and now you wanted the earth to swallow you

fuck, why did I do that? you thought, realizing how awkward it is to smile at a stranger on the train

before, she looked like she was judging you to the point you definitely thought she was gonna scream at you, but now she looked adorable. like a little angel. with her little smile, her nose and cheeks red, and her eyes shimmering

but you burried your head in the book again because you were too fucking embarrassed (and confused)

and you couldn't concentrate on the words anymore. reading the same sentence again and again, but you couldn't stop thinking about the girl in front of you

you allowed yourself to look one more time

luckily for you, she was looking the other way, so you could see her side profile, and you were definitely enchanted

admiring her long blonde lashes, the little freckles on her cheeks, and her nose. fuck, her nose was so pretty

quickly you returned to your book

but you didn't know that abby has great peripheral vision, so she definitely saw you checking her out

you were too distracted to hear the announcement that signaled the next stop.

and it was your stop

so when the train stopped and you looked at the doors, you realized you had to get off that train

so you frantically closed the book, got up, and tried to put it away in your tote back

you tried, cause you dropped it on abby's feet.

and the doors were closing, so you definitely missed your stop

now you were kneeling in front of her to pick up the book. and you looked up at her before she knelt down too

at the sight of you knelt down at her feet, looking up at her, abby almost passed out. cause you looked so pretty down there (and she definitely wanted to keep you there for ages)

with her cheeks red, she knelt down to help you pick your book, giving it back to you, with a smile

"oh, I'm so sorry" you said.

"it's ok, no worries"

AND HER VOICE. her voice, oh my god. so pretty, so melodic, so sweet.

and her hands?? cause you definetly stared at them when she gave you your book, cause you couldn't meet her gaze, since you too were so close. her long, thick soft and fingers. and the fact that she was wearing a thumb ring.

"I love that book" she said, now a pair of dark blue eyed staring at you

"what?" you mumbled, cause you were too in your head to hear what she had said. cause her eyes felt like they were drawing you in.

"oh, I said I love that book!"

”oh! oh, yeah, i can’t stop thinking about it”

“yeah, it has that effect” she said, giggling a bit

and you didn’t know what had gotten into you cause the words were rolling off of your tongue before you realized “i thought you hated it, cause you were looking at me like you were judging me or something!”

“whaat?? no!! oh my god, its my face right?”

”your-your face?”

”yeah, you know how some poeple have like a resting bitch face… well i’ve been told i have one of those”

”oh, i’ve been told i have a resting sad face”

”i mean, you kinda do” she said, smiling now

and you smiled back

“uh, listen i should definetly go now, cause i kinda missed my stop” you said, since the train was slowing down

“oh no! i’m sorry!”

“it’s ok you didn’t do anything!”

“distract you, maybe?” she said. and if someone else had said it it would’ve sound cocky. but she said it half-jockingly

“um-“you had to look the other way a bit, you felt your face getting hot, so you pretended you looked at the map above her head on the metro wall. before you could speak again she said

“here, let me make it up to you” she said, taking her backpack off and opening it

“what?? no there’s no need for that!”

”i know, but i want to” she said, getting a pen and a book out. it was a paperback, and you read the title; "stone butch blues” oh she is definitely gay.

she wrote a little note on the cover, but you couldn’t see what she had written. with a smile and her cheeks a little red she handed it to you. and you took it, you heart about to beat out of your chest

“oh, if you’re always this nice to strangers on trains you definetly have great karma” you laughed off. the train was stopping, so you had to get off now

”only to pretty girls with and outstandingly great taste in book”

“oh my go—um, my stop”

”well, see you arround book girl” she said, before you waved at her goodbye and you got out of the train

when you got on the platform, you sat down on one of the benches, the book in your hands, your palms sweaty, feeling euphoric but also like you were in a dream. cause that was too good to be true, and it happened so fast

you opened the book to read what she had written

"to the girl on the subway, that thought I was judging her, when actually I was admiring her. I hope this serves as an apology. and since us readers don't like conveniences, how about we don't fuck it up by giving each other our numbers? let's leave fate to do its job.

or you can meet me on the same train tomorrow morning if you want

29/05/23- 12:45 pm- abby (the girl on the train with the resting bitch face)"

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☾✩☽☾✩☽taglist (I decided to tag the people who commented on the subway ellie headcanons!! or on my posts about subway abby!! I hope that's ok!): @machetegirl109 @elliesbelle @elliewilliamsmunch @sweet--em @uraesthete @rinrinzies

☾✩☽☾✩☽ writer's note: here she is!!! I think I might love subway abby even more than subway Ellie... she's just mwah chef's kiss!! and her thumb ring sjdhbdhbsj!! also! working on a full fic for subway ellie that's probably gonna be like 3-5 parts. let me know if anyone wants to be added to the taglist for that!! mwah I love you all <3

It Wasn't in my Head (1)

(a/n: hellooo! im super excited to be putting my ideas into writing ((finally)) and sharing it with u! this will be a multi part fic, im not sure how long yet, but i am a fan of long slowburn stories so get ready. also, this story will contain inappropriate themes so minors and ageless blogs dni! this is only my third or fourth fic ive ever done so plz be nice to me hehe. ok on with it then)

Summary: Abby is the starting linebacker at UW and when her team starts to falter her coach decides to get the team into ballet, in order to teach them that grace and stability is important in football too. Abby is just as upset about her teammates about this, until she sees her pretty new ballet teacher...

dancer!reader x football!abby

!!ABBY IS STRAIGHT IN THE BEGINNING. READER IS HER GAY AWAKENING!!

The locker slammed in the empty room as the blonde walked out alone, ready for practice. There were a few "hey man"s thrown her way as she walked out the doors.

Abby had always had a thing for sports since she was a kid. She tried a lot of them too, none of them quite working out.

That was before she found football.

Football was one of the only things that ever made Abby truly happy. She knew it was kind of corny to say, but she seriously felt lost without it.

So when she worked her ass off and was offered a once in a lifetime opportunity to play on the men's football team at the college in her hometown, it just kind of felt like fate was aligned.

Abby jogged over to where she saw everyone else running and started doing so. Abby got along fine with all the boys on her team, I mean it was her team after all, but she never really felt the need to truly befriend any of them. She had her close circle and that was all she needed.

Her said close circle consisted of her friends Miguel, Ellie, and Vi.

Her and Miguel met when they were teenagers at a boxing class. She ended up hating boxing but loving what came out of it. Miguel was the type of guy to make anyone feel good about anything. He could turn anything into the funniest joke, or a life lesson.

And Ellie, well she met Ellie not long ago, when their dads met in a poker club and Ellie's dad kina killed Abby's in the game. They had been friends ever since they started talking about their lack of mothers and love of corny dad jokes. Abby had also always known Ellie was gay, but the deal was kind of sealed when she would gush about her crush on a girl named Riley.

And Vi, well Vi was Abby's best friend since childhood. Abby was embarrassed to say, but she was the scared, shy kid sitting on the ABC rug in the classroom. Thankfully, Vi was the complete opposite and marched right up to Abby on her short little legs and struck up conversation. And the rest of the story just kind of wrote itself.

"Hey! Hey Anderson! Slow down!"

Abby looked over her shoulder to analyze the face calling out to her. She turned back ahead and cringed before turning back around and smiling at the man.

Owen wasn't a bad guy per-say, it was really just the way he couldn't learn when to stop. He had practically been eating out of Abby's hands the past three years they've been playing together.

It always confused Abby why she wasn't attracted to Owen, but she sort of just wasn't, and she thought she had made that pretty clear. She also just liked to think that sports were important to her, and she had too much going on for crushes or relationships.

"Hey Owen what's goin on?" Abby slowed so the man could catch up and tried to approach the conversation politely.

"Oh yaknow...practice," He said in between huffs, trying to catch up with the fit girl next to him, "What about you?"

"Yeah just, practice," She commented, coated with awkwardness.

Owen went to open his mouth to speak again, but thankfully her coach whistled loudly and told everyone to hustle in.

They flocked over to their coach and took a knee in front of him while the moustached man opened his mouth and started speaking.

"I called y'all over here to talk before ya started doing drills," he gruffed in his strange accent, "I hope y'all have noticied, that all your scrimages have been straight crap recently. I've seen blindfolded toddlers play ball better than you sissies!"

Abby cringed at his harsh words, but she couldn't help but agree. She assumed everyone was slacking recently due to the fact it was August, and the season hadn't even started yet.

"So, since I wont be caught coaching a ton of pansies, I've decided to get some outside help," everyone seemed confused by his words, and Abby couldn't help but be confused herself.

What the hell kind of outside help did they need?

"Huskies, y'all are gonna be taking ballet classes," the coach said, smirk prominent on his mustache covered lips.

Everyone immediately groaned and commented with wild distaste for the man's decision.

"Shut your nabbin!" he erupted with anger in his voice, "I don't want to hear another damn word! Y'all are takin ballet to learn that just because you think you're big tough men, don't mean you are! You will learn how to move properly on your feet, improving your agility, balance, and strength coordination. You start tomorrow and are fortunate enough to be taught by the greatest ballet dancer in the state and a student at this school. Dismissed,"

Fuck

(a/n: ok wow first chapter! hoped you guys liked it, I promise the next chapter will be more interesting. I will try and have it out soon! ♡︎♡︎)