#double drabble for day one!! 😌

[legowolas]

December Drabbles – Day 1

Prompt: Starry night

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 200

Fandom: Downton Abbey

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Mary Crawley/Matthew Crawley

Characters: Mary Crawley, Matthew Crawley

Additional Tags: Stargazing, Honeymoon, Fluff, Double Drabble

Summary:

Mary had insisted that they should enjoy the Cannes climate whilst they could, and Matthew had no qualms about spending some time in the fresh air, so they’d fleeced the covers from their bed and built a sort of nest on the balcony.

[nochedie]

intertwined, sewn together

pairing: sam winchester x gn!reader

genre: fluff

wordcount: 1k ish

summary: just some late night talking

a/n: hehe… um 😳 i actually haven’t written anything for 7 YEARS! and i haven’t ever written for spn before! so please be gentle with me 🙏 i am working on a soulless sam fic but it’s becoming pretty long soo i decided to just do a little fluffy drabble in the meantime! i have a migraine so im sorry if it makes little to no sense :) i read through a couple times and i cant tell if its bad or if i just hate my own writing (definitely the last one but it might be both 😌☝🏼) anyways i love sam and i needed some fluff! much love and please enjoy 🫶🏼

“do you ever think about… the future? for us?” you and sam were laying next to each other in the motel room double bed, alone in the room. dean was out at the nearest bar, and told you both not to wait up. you always cherished the alone time with sam.

he turned to face you, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “all the time.”

“and what do you think about?” you took in each and every inch of his face, the sculpt of his jaw, his eyes which held a look of admiration as they looked into yours.

“i think about… one day being able to just… live. you know? me and you. forever.” his voice held some sadness. and you knew exactly why. you could think about this all you wanted, but the life you led… it could never be normal. sam had tried before, he had tried to be normal, tried to live a normal life. but everything fell apart. you knew he still felt that pain. he wanted so badly to be normal. but he was a winchester.

“maybe we can’t live some suburban life. but we don’t need that to live, sam… sure, our job is dangerous but… well we’re still here, aren’t we? we’ve made it this long.”

“y/n…” you reached out to touch his cheek, and his eyes closed at the feeling, completely relaxing into your touch. “i just… every single day i wake up and worry that something is going to happen to you.”

“hmm… it almost sounds like you don’t think i can fend for myself. you know i can beat a vampire with my bare hands!” you definitely could not.

sam’s laughter filled the room almost immediately, “oh, suddenly you have super strength?”

“you don’t know what i have.” you feigned offence, pulling out of his grasp and turning your body away from him.

“um… what do you think you’re doing?” he spoke between chuckles, slipping his arms around your torso, pulling you flush against him. “let me see your pretty face, love.”

“only if you admit that i have fists of steel and i could absolutely kill a vampire with no weapon.” sam had killed gordon with nothing more than a bit of wire, so this wasn’t the most unrealistic claim.

“right. you’re right, honey. vampires watch out! y/n’s coming! with… maybe chicken wire?”

“you’re mean.”

he practically erupted into laughter, more of an endearing laughter than anything else. he gave you a tight squeeze from behind, pressing a kiss to your neck.

“turn around please, honey. i promise i’ll stop.”

you heeded his request, turning in his embrace so that your faces were but centimetres apart.

“there you are.” he took a deep breath in as he studied every inch of your face, taking in each small detail, each feature which made up the face he loved so much.

you slid one arm around his torso and rest the other on his chest, shuffling as close as you could and letting your eyes close.

“you getting tired?” sam reached over to turn off the bedside lamp, leaving only a sliver of light in the room from the outside street lights.

“just a little. but let’s keep talking, okay?”

“alright, love. what do you want to talk about?” he shifted onto his back and put his arm around you, leading your head to rest against his shoulder, while one arm kept resting on his chest.

“chicken wire.” you stifled a laugh.

sam looked up at the ceiling, a wide smile plastered on his lips. these were his favorite moments with you, and he adored how you could immediately switch his mood.

this hunt in particular had been tough, but it was over now, and this was your last night in the motel before heading to sioux falls in the morning to meet with bobby. the hunt forced sam into some uncomfortable thoughts. you had come far too close to danger, and it sent him into a spiral worrying about you. he hadn’t even thought about what he would do if he lost you, but it felt like he had been hit head on by the thought. he really couldn’t live without you, he knew that for a fact. tonight, he was really feeling it. all he wanted to do was hold you close and never let go. but this conversation with you, your optimism and your smile, just you, allowed sam to feel a genuine content.

“i love you.” he whispered, planting a kiss on top of your head.

you hadn’t realised how tired you were, and you had already drifted to sleep. after a few minutes, sam did the same.

****

you opened your eyes to see sam looking back at you, already awake. “good morning, love.”

“good morning.” you stretched your limbs, sitting up in the bed before looking around the room. “dean didn’t come back last night?”

“he did, he went out to pack up the car. you slept in pretty late.”

“hmm.. well we better get ready and hit the road, then?”

“or… we could cuddle for a bit.” he tugged on your arm, attempting to coax you to lay back.

“sammy.. you just said i slept in pretty late.”

“and did i say that was a bad thing?” cue two more arm tugs.

just as you were about to lay back down and into sam’s arms, you heard a few knocks, followed by dean’s voice through the door. “cars packed up, you kids have got fifteen minutes or i’m leaving you behind!”

“i guess no cuddling today.” sam has to suppress a whine as he reluctantly gets out of bed.

“do you think we have time for a shower?”

“oh, definitely.” you jump out of bed and grab sam’s outstretched hand, following him into the bathroom.

[chvoswxtch]

Thinking 👁 OK I KNOW THIS IS KIND OF AMBITIOUS but I can’t decide!!! could I please have a matt murdock margarita ? and maybe make it a double. aka I can’t decide if I wanna ask you for “please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere” or “your past and mine are parallel lines, stars all aligned and they intertwined,” so it would be sooo cool if you would write a drabble that has both of those vibes? IDK I KNOW ITS KIND OF A CHALLENGE TO DO TWO IN ONE so no worries if not— pick whichever you feel most inspired by 😌 Congrats on 2k!

nonnie,

challenge fucking accepted. (also thank you for the challenge, I enjoyed it very much)

here's a double just for you, my darling. 🍹

blurb below the cut

new years day

your past and mine are parallel lines, stars all aligned and they intertwined

“Do you think we would’ve met if I hadn’t moved to New York?”

Matt trailed his fingers absentmindedly along your shoulder, turning his head slightly to brush his nose along your cheek as he hummed quietly in thought. 

“I think so.”

The downpour that had opened up above Hell’s Kitchen had lessened to a hushed pattering of raindrops pelting the large window panes in Matt’s living room. You curled further into your boyfriend’s chest, lighty balling a small fistful of the soft t-shirt he wore. The storm had been coming down so hard earlier that you had convinced him to stay in tonight, and you were suddenly worried that its transition into a faint shower of droplets would have him changing his mind about going out.

“How do you know?”

Matt chuckled softly as he wrapped his fingers around your wrist that fisted his shirt, bumping his nose with yours to capture your attention and get you to look at him. There was a tender smile on his lips as his brows furrowed the tiniest bit in puzzlement.

“Where’s all this coming from, angel?”

“I just…wonder if I ever would’ve met you if I hadn’t moved here, and if I hadn’t…we wouldn’t be here right now.”

Matt cocked his head to the side slightly, his golden honey eyes appearing to stare directly into yours as they shifted over your face slowly. You knew he was listening to your body, studying you, trying to find clues as to what was going on inside your head. 

“But we are here right now.”

He kept his voice gentle, but there was a firmness to it that pulled you out of your head and back into the moment. Letting out a soft sigh, you dipped your head to rest it back against his shoulder, nuzzling your face into his neck.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. Talk to me, love. What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

Loosening your grip on his shirt, your fingers traveled up the soft material to lightly touch the chain around his neck, dipping below the collar to grasp the cross that dangled from it between your thumb and index finger. You weren’t religious like Matt was, but you often wondered if there was some higher power or greater being that brought the two of you together.

“I just can’t imagine not knowing you. I don’t remember what my life was like before you were in it, and now I can’t picture a future that you’re not a part of. I can’t imagine not loving you.”

Matt tightened his arms around your waist as he hugged you even tighter into his chest, pressing his plump lips against your forehead and allowing them to linger there for a moment.

“I can’t either, angel. But we don’t have to think about that, because you are here. And I think no matter what, we always would’ve ended up here.”

You closed your eyes as you listened to the smooth cadence of Matt’s honey voice, melting into the sincerity that dripped from his words. 

“Wanna know how I know?”

“How?”

“Because I prayed for you. And if you’re the one prayer that God ever answers for me, I’m okay with that. Because I got you. And no matter what, no matter how it happened, or how long it took, I think He was always gonna send you to me. We were always meant to end up here, together.”

Letting out a shaky breath, you turned your body slightly so that you could straddle Matt’s lap, gently cupping his jaw in both of your hands while staring at him with your eyes glistening with complete adoration.

“I love you so much, Matt.”

A smile bloomed across Matt’s mouth as his hands moved upwards to hold onto your waist, his eyes appearing to glow from the light being filtered in from the billboard across the street.

“I love you so much, sweetheart.”

All of the times you thought you had been in love before were nothing compared to what you felt for Matt. You were never terrified to lose anyone before. Nervous, maybe. But never scared. The idea of falling in love with a stranger that could eventually turn into a ghost that took a piece of you with them never filled you with inconsolable dread. The cynicist in you constantly combated with the hopeless romantic. Falling in love was beautiful until it wasn’t. Flowers bloomed vividly and proudly until the cycle of spring was over and winter came to collect the bones. 

A stranger could become the center of your entire universe, rearrange the constellations in your sky to their liking, paint the planets colors they preferred, just to become forgotten rubble at the edges of your orbit.

But you didn’t think you could handle that with Matt. He had never felt like a stranger to you. Even the first night you met him, he had simply felt like a piece of you that was missing. If he was spring, you never wanted to experience another season. If he wanted to rip out the foundation of your universe and start over with plans of his own, he could have it. 

You’d do whatever he wanted except let go.

“Please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere.”

Matt shook his head slowly as he gazed blankly up at you in pure devotion, his lips splitting into a wide grin while wrapping his arms tightly around your waist to pull you flush against his chest.

“Stop thinking so much and kiss me.”

[babyboibucky]

ALRIGHT I’M DOING KINKTOBER THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO ENCOURAGED AND I’M CALLING IT SLUT FEST BECAUSE WE’RE ALL JUST A BUNCH OF SLUTS 🤷🏻‍♀️

I’ll be posting a smutty drabble each day this October for MCU Canon Bucky Barnes (40s, TWS, Civil War, Infinity War, TFATWS) based on my chosen prompts in no particular order 😌

If any of y’all catch me missing out on this, don’t call me out ‘cause I do be having committment issues lmfao let me live 😩

I didn’t include some common prompts here like breath play, etc. because I want to explore how nasty I can get so majority of these are stuff I’ve never written or expanded on before.

PROMPTS/MASTERLIST

Day 1 - Size kink

Day 2 - Nipple play

Day 3 -  Fisting

Day 4 -  Cock ring

Day 5 -  Noncon

Day 6 -  Breeding

Day 7 to 9 - Fingering, Mirror, Voyeurism

Day 10 to 11 - Dry Humping, Overstimulation

Cam show

Reverse 69

Exhibitionism

Bondage

Uniform

Anal

Cybersex

Threesome

Shibari

Massage

Double penetration

Cuckolding

Sensory deprivation

Somnophilia

Biting

Fuck machine

Cum swapping

Striptease

Foot fetish

WILDCARD (comment with some suggestions and I’ll choose which one to do 😏)

[dragonjesterwrites]

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