⌕ DC COMICS • Wally West.

i was born to eat snacks and kiss cute girls

this is so me

stroking vi’s strap while y’all make out only for her to start whimpering into your mouth while her hips buck up into your hand like she can feel it

I’m into some real kinky shit. Hold my hand and tell me you love me.

⌕ monster high • lagoona blue.

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bsf!abby anderson headcanons.

she definitely doesn't have feelings for you. uhh abby is kind of a gymrat but also a golden retriever. butch!abby. reader is wlw but not specified as anything. abby has internalized homophobia that she later works out. :) i hope you guys enjoy honestly at heart i'm an abby girl, so. both of you are lowkey painfully in love with each other. if you guys want a fic, lmk!

-◌ you meet at summer camp, a few years back. abby looked pretty much the same; a bit skinnier, with a ruddy complexion caused by the summer heat. at first, you thought she was a mean jock. still muscular, just not as much as she was now, you thought that she'd pick on you; you preferred to spend the days reading books about the local wildlife, or helping out in the stables.

-◌ when abby first sees you, she tries not to be smitten. god, you looked so beautiful in the sweet shade of the oak tree, leaning against it as the rest of the kids played ball. abby would never let herself truly feel that, though. maybe she was jealous, 'cause you were so pretty and it was like wherever you were, a lapse of sunshine followed. that's why, duh.

-◌ abby who comes up to you first. you think she's gonna bully you or call you something mean, but she says she wants to be your friend. one of her buddies calls her back to the game; but she stays with you. you teach her about some animals, and she explains to you how to play the game. maybe this girl isn't as bad as you thought, with her golden hair and forest eyes.

-◌ abby, who starts getting into fights. she's so angry all the time. one time, when she's sleeping under your bunk, she begins to cry. you're the only one who sits by her and holds her as she sobs, tears staining your camisole, fingers digging into your back so hard it kind of hurts, but you could care less.

-◌ she comes to terms with her sexuality. it's a hard pill to swallow for her, but eventually, abby does. what she doesn't come to terms with is how pretty she thinks you are, and how she's slowly but surely falling in love with her best friend. cliche much? abby stifles these feelings with hours spent at the gym, hours spent at her internship at a hospital. it's easier that way, or maybe that's just a lie she tells herself.

-◌ abby knows everything about you. she could list off your five favorite bands like a mantra, your favorite drink, what color clothes you liked, even what brands you liked. abby, who remembers your favorite animal and could guess your reaction to anything and be pretty dead-on. you're just glad you finally have someone who remembers at least something about you.

-◌ abby, who waits for you under the rain to drive you home from school after one of your clubs. she knows better than to listen to you when you tell her that you'll be fine by yourself, chin up. she comes up with nicknames for you and you don't know how to tell her that you've never felt so loved. it's a hard pill to swallow, falling in love with your best friend.

black lesbians brainrot.

- this post was made by a minor, mdni accs dni!

i ran to tumblr to post this because i knew you guys would understand

. ݁₊ 🦢 . ݁˖ sevika being a grouchy husbutch who, even when she's pissed because of conflict you guys are having, will still begrudgingly drive you everywhere and do everything she always does for you.

she'll huff about it, sure, but she'll still clasp on any jewelry you need to put on before work. she'll sigh extra hard when you call her for a ride home, but avoid mentioning that she was already on her way since minutes ago. she'll still fold your laundry with hers, and pick up the food you like when she hears a catch in your voice. when she's done her half of a crossword puzzle after dinner, she'll slide it over to you without a word.

and when you come to the bed that night with a frown, clearly aching for her, she'll sigh and extend her arm out. when you bury your face in her neck, apologizing or saying you want to fix things, she'll hold onto you tighter, kissing your head and telling you firmly that you guys will be fine.

because, despite any hiccups you two have, she's not one to resort to petty actions to prove her point. she'll make it clear she's annoyed by a situation through telling you as much, but she's not gonna let that give her a free pass to no longer treat you like a partner. to her, the stuff she does for you isn't a privilege, but something that's innate in a relationship. so, even if you piss her off, even if you guys are bickering, she'll still engage in every ritual, every little habit that's built the safety and comfort that that wraps around the two of you when together.

she'll still be unwavering in her efforts to show that no matter what you guys go through, no matter what conflict you need to resolve, you're hers and she's not about to drop that fact just because of a mood.