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Oh GOD.

⏦ﾟ♡︎ bff!abby who you hooked up with during your experimental phase in college, giving you for sure the best orgasm of your comphet life, and yet you still fall for a douchbag guy that doesn't treat you as well as you thought he would. poor thing.

⏦ﾟ♡︎ bff!abby that helps you get ready for your wedding with said douchbag, forcing a smile and making sure you looked the part of a future lobotomised, white picket fence house wife. she felt bad for you, you had no idea what you were signing up for by accepting this ring as a sign of your 'love' and 'fidelity'. you'd probably realize way too late in life, maybe late 30s, that this is not what you wanted.

⏦ﾟ♡︎ bff!abby that feels just so sorry for you, that she holds you close and tells you how pretty you look today, the happiest day of your life. "always knew you'd make such a pretty little bride.. i mean, look at you..." her voice trails off as she tilts your chin up to guide your attention to the full length mirror. you did look pretty, the fancy white dress, perfect makeup and hair. perfect.

⏦ﾟ♡︎ bff!abby who stares at you through the reflection and gets an idea. a trip down memory lane, before you walk down the aisle.

"this fucking dress... makes you look so cute," she mumbles, her voice slightly forced as she stares at the lewd scene in the mirror. you pant and tremble, white heels dangling off your toes and the dress bunched up at your hips.

abby groans as she watches your cunt leak around two of her thick fingers, sat between her spread thighs and your back against her chest as you struggle to keep yourself together. "does he fuck you this good, baby? bet his dick isn't as big as mine, huh."

it wasn't, you know that much. abby's fingers with girthy, just two of them made you writhe and squelch, and that fucking strap she whipped out a few years ago had your sexual fantazies in a chokehold. the way you were so soaked that it just slipped in and out of your pussy without any struggle at all, the faux veins rippling against your insides and hitting all the right spots until you couldn't take it— and what did abby do then? she held you down and made you cum over and over.

your fiancé couldn't compare even if he tried, which he didn't. you were lucky if he even looked at your clit, never mind the sort of tricks abby was doing on it now.

"my pretty little girl, all dressed in white..." she murmurs, her fingers tapping firmly on your clit before rubbing in circles, watching your face scrunch up and your hips roll against her hand. "he's such a lucky man."

there's jealousy clear in her tone, because god she wants you. not just your body, she wants your fucking soul. your dna intertwined with her own. but she can't have that, because you don't like girls.

though, your face says different when her fingers stuff you full again. your head's empty at this point, so there's no lame excuse as to why you were happily letting your best friend fuck you minutes before your wedding, your soon to be husband already stood at the altar.

her fingers curl up to find that spot, smiling when your body almost lurches forward off the bed at the singeing pleasure that spikes through you. luckily, abby's arm is locked around your waist, and you stay pressed against her as she finger fucks you just how you remember— maybe even better. she clearly had more experience now. are you jealous?

"gonna fuck every vow out of that empty head." she promises, her thumb starting to abuse your clit in time with her plunging fingers, tears starting to bubble in your eyes as you writhe.

"a-abs, i'm— mmph, abby.."

"i know, wifey... pretty pussy's missed me so much, hasn't she?" she whispers, pressing a kiss to your neck as her hand continues to work perfectly between your spread legs. you know you'd think about this on your honeymoon, you'd think about her when your laid next to your husband, unhappy and yearning for her to come save you. and who knows? maybe after a few glasses of wine with your old college friend, she fucks you until you ruin that marital mattress for good.

happy valentine's day !!

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★₊˚┊popstar reader's album.ᐟ

moodboard .ᐟ

better lies

Spotify playlist – Click to hear .ᐟ

ıllı1 into you

.lılı2 popular

.ılıı3 nonsense

ıllı4 in this darkness

.lılı5 southbound

.ılıı6 i'm yours

ıllı7 shameless

.lılı8 don't blame me

.ılıı9 imagine

ıllı10 stay

.lılı11 obsessed

.ılıı12 fetish

ıllı13 good for you

.lılı14 touch it

.ılıı15 eyes don't lie

ıllı16 so high

.lılı17 needy

(click on each song to hear it)

Better Lies: Y/N Rewrites the Rules of Pop By Laura Smith

In an era where pop often feels prepackaged and predictable, Y/N is a rare force—an artist who doesn’t just ride the wave but bends it to her will.

Her second studio album, Better Lies, isn’t just a triumph; it’s a reckoning. The record swept the Grammys, taking home Best Pop Vocal Album, Song of the Year, and Record of the Year, cementing her place as not just a chart dominator but a defining voice of her generation.

From The Voice to Unstoppable

For those who followed her rise from a standout contestant on The Voice, Y/N’s reign was never a question of if, but when. While her debut album marked her arrival, Better Lies is something else entirely—a fearless, full-throttle statement that stretches the limits of pop music and makes them her own.

It’s an album that thrives on contradictions: delicate but vicious, seductive but vulnerable, soft-spoken yet thunderous.

Songs like Popular and Obsessed are masterclasses in self-assured, razor-edged pop, their hooks sharp enough to draw blood. Then there’s In This Darkness, a cinematic, brooding slow-burn that feels like a confession whispered into the void. Stay and Imagine unravel love’s most tender and tortured moments, existing in that inescapable space between fantasy and heartbreak.

And then, of course, there’s Southbound—or as the internet has dubbed it, the moan song.

The Track That Broke the Internet

Few songs in recent memory have sparked as much of a cultural meltdown as Southbound. A stark, hypnotic departure from the rest of Better Lies, it pulses with sweat-slicked intimacy, drowning in sultry production and barely restrained desire.

But what sent fans spiraling wasn’t just its heat—it was the unmistakable voices layered in the background.

A viral pitch analysis of the track fueled speculation that the whispered vocals belong to none other than Ellie Williams, lead singer and guitarist of The Fireflies—and Y/N’s partner.

The deep, smoky rasp barely cutting through the song’s haze, paired with breathy, unfiltered moans, sent social media into a frenzy. Neither artist has confirmed or denied the rumors, but as one Pitchfork review put it, “If Southbound isn’t what we think it is, then it deserves an Oscar for the best performance of the year.”

Love and Fire: The Ellie Williams Factor

No conversation about Better Lies can ignore the ever-present, unshakable influence of Ellie Williams. Though she’s best known for leading one of rock’s most explosive bands, her imprint on this record is undeniable. Y/N has never shied away from love as subject matter, but with Better Lies, she doesn’t just explore it—she plunges headfirst into its fire.

Tracks like I’m Yours and Eyes Don’t Lie drip with devotion, each lyric a confession too raw to be anything but real. Needy and Good For You go deeper, tapping into a reckless surrender that feels intoxicatingly dangerous.

And while Ellie doesn’t take a formal writing credit, her fingerprints are all over Shameless, the guitar work unmistakable—gritty, seductive, and electric.

“We work differently,” Y/N told Rolling Stone when asked about their creative relationship. “Ellie likes to burn things down, and I like to let them simmer. But somehow, it works perfectly.”

The Tour That’s About to Break Records

With Better Lies dominating the charts, it’s no surprise that Y/N’s upcoming world tour has already shattered records before even beginning. Tickets for the highly anticipated run sold out within minutes, forcing additional dates in major cities across North America, Europe, and Asia. Industry insiders are calling it one of the most in-demand tours of the decade, with stadiums packed to the brim months in advance.

Fans are bracing for a spectacle—an electrifying fusion of powerhouse vocals, cinematic visuals, and the kind of raw, unfiltered emotion that has made this album an instant classic. And if that’s any indication, Y/N isn’t just planning a show.

She’s planning an era.

The Voice That Won It All

If Better Lies proves anything, it’s that Y/N isn’t just another pop star—she’s a generational one. Her voice is a weapon, able to shift from whisper-soft intimacy (Touch It) to full-throttle catharsis (Don’t Blame Me) with effortless precision. Critics have hailed her ability to balance vulnerability with power, making every note feel lived-in, undeniable.

That authenticity is exactly why her Grammy sweep felt less like a surprise and more like an inevitability. When Don’t Blame Me took home Song of the Year and Record of the Year, it was clear: Y/N isn’t just winning. She’s rewriting the entire playbook.

And yet, for all its success, Better Lies doesn’t play like a victory lap—it plays like an artist who’s still hungry. Someone with nothing left to prove, but everything left to say. Whatever comes next won’t just be big.

It’ll be undeniable.

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what i’m ordering

the way i would give her the most, sloppiest, juiciest, wettest, dirtiest sickening, astounded, stomach turning, emetic, disgusting, revolting, abhorrent detestable, noisome, fulsome, horrid, repugnant, loathsome, shameful, mortifying, degrading, humiliating, ignominious, eye rolling, moist, cockeyed, astonished, drizzly, sopping, sticky, teeming, soaked, loaded, sloshed, dewiest, mind blowing, leg trembling, amazing, paralyzing, gut wrenching, vile, eye twitching, lip biting, appalling, steamy, surprised, succulent, muggy, drippy, waterlogged, "please stop i can't take much longer" whining and begging, back arching, spit running down my mouth, eyes filled with tears, mascara running down my face, swirling my tongue around the tip, hair pulling, knees getting weaker by the minute, throat getting bruised over and over again, eyes rolled back of the head, can't even breathe from how it's gurgling in in my throat, ascending, hot, flabbergasting, creaming in my pants, grabbing hold of her arm tightly, soul snatching, rumbustious, scrumdiddlyumptious, death inducing, load ready for take off at any minute, begging me to stop, edging, aching, everything in between, never ending, chained to the chair, cum shooting, creamiest pie, vomit, licking, spitting, spirituality enticing, provoking head ever!

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Masterlist

♡ - SFW | ☆ - NSFW

ABBY ANDERSON

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ELLIE WILLIAMS

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JOEL MILLER

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more thinkin, more blurbin is being done so...now i can't stop thinking about kissing all over ellie's body before you go down on her HEH. #givemethat. as per uzh idfk what this is. foreplay blurb? kinda fluffy, nsfw but not tewww much? HAPPY TRAIL MENTION. "where are all these random ass blurbs coming from?" ask ur mom.

you admire her bare form with nothing but love in your eyes, grinning widely at the sight before you. she looked so beautiful like this, a sea of creamy skin adorned with cinnamon flecks and a coral dusting of blush, the thinnest sheen of sweat making her sparkle like a fairy.

tattoed hand rising to cover her face, "you gonna keep staring at me or you gonna do something?" she probed with a light teasing edge to her voice—despite her shyness, she was charmed.

"ellie, you're too fuckin' pretty. do you know that?" the blush in her face only deepened to a fresh crimson color, the flattery feeling foreign to her. "i'm gonna take my time." you mumble, slowly leaning in to her neck, which she had so conveniently craned her head to the side to give you easy access. you kiss, you nip, and you nibble on the sweet, sensitive skin, making sure to hover over her in such a way that your body grazes hers just right. content sighs fall from her lips and she closes her eyes in enjoyment.

you begin the descent—smooch, smooch, smooch on her throat to her elegant collarbones, then you drop down to her soft chest. you bring your hand to paw at the flesh, circling her pebbled nipple with your thumb, while you lower your mouth to the other one, wrap your lips around the bud and suck her in your mouth. she grips onto your head tightly, her back arching at the sensation, breathy moans of your name filling your ears. "thats— that's so good." you release her with a pop, then move on down some more.

you place your hands on her sides, fingertips dancing on her hipbones, tongue exploring her skin, tasting her. you kiss a line down the center of her abdomen, paying special attention to her happy trail, naturally. you licked a stripe up the entire length of it, raising your line of sight to stare her right in the eyes.

she bucked her hips up in frustration, growing increasingly needy for your touch elsewhere. she whined and huffed, grumbling, "cmon, stop being such a fuckin' tease." but you paid no mind, she always got what she craved in the end. you were having a jolly old time making this simply agonizing.

you smiled against her skin, her spunky attitude being one of your favorite features of hers. so you shifted even further downward and decided you'd hook your hands under her thighs and push them up high—almost flush to her chest, putting her on full display for you. you saw the way she was breathing, her chest rising and falling with impatience, and noticed the stifled whimpers fighting their way out of her bitten lips.

you gently squeezed the supple flesh of her thighs, running your mouth along the inside and kissing to your heart's content—not one freckle left un-smooched. you moved inward, and stopped to suck—making sure to leave a small blooming purplish mark, as a lovely reminder for later. you savored her softness for a little while longer, then finally moved all the way in to shove your face in her dripping core, and pleasured her 'till she shook. ♡

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gender is NOT the same as sex. gender is what you identify as, while sex is what i'll be having with ellie tonight. stay informed.

I just saw someone say that the rat king could be representative of Abby's greatest fear - a hulking monster rampaging through a hospital. As in a monster rampaging through a hospital and killing everything in its path. As in Joel (likely a monster in Abby's eyes) rampaging through the hospital and killing everyone in his path including Abby's father. And then a smaller enemy (the stalker) comes off of the rat king and she has to fight it once the main threat is dead and gone. The stalker representing how Ellie becomes a threat once the main enemy (Joel) is dead and gone.

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Are y'all okay? Are y'all like, allowed to be happy or are we just fine trying to find new ways to hurt people's feelings?