#milestone drabble

[make-me-imagine]

A One Word Drabble for Dr Leonard Mccoy with the word 'Always'.

Always

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You don't know where it came from, or why it started. Maybe when you saw Leo talking to that pretty visiting Doctor and he had a big grin on his face, or maybe when he missed date night two nights in a row, or maybe when he seemed t be avoiding you yesterday. Whenever it had begun, you wish it would end. That you would find out once and for all, if he still loved you.

You stared out the window of the Enterprise, the abyss of space shooting by. Before you knew it, you felt a tear slide down your face, unable to stop it.

And seemingly, at the worse time, someone approached you.

"Y/n?"

Turning at the sound of Leonard's voice, you felt your heart clench in your chest, and your eyes widened a bit.

Leonard's own heart seemed to break as he saw the tear fall from your chin. He walked up to you quickly, and pulled you to his chest. "What happened?"

You were taken aback by his sudden presence and seemingly normal behavior. As he pulled away he wipes your face and stared at you with a familiar look of care and love. And you suddenly like like an idiot for having thought it would be gone.

You opened your mouth to speak, hesitating for a moment. "I- I thought you..." You sighed and he frowned in confusion. "You seem to be distancing yourself, and I thought maybe, you..." You shook your head, and Leonard felt a sudden realization fall over him, as he figured out what you were trying to say, what you thought.

Pulling you towards him again he pressed a kiss to your head. "No, no. I'm sorry doll. I haven't been distancing myself I promise. I've just been busy. But damn, I should have noticed." He pulled away again, and you saw the emotion on his face, guilt, anger. He brought his palm to your cheek. "I love you, so much, and I am so sorry I made you think anything of the sort." He pressed his forehead to yours. "I love you, and I will always be right here. Always."

You let out a long breath and placed your hands on his chest. "I know. I was stupid for thinking otherwise."

He shook his head lightly "You're not stupid, I am."

"How about we both are?" You asked with a soft smile, and he chuckled before pulling you into another embrace.

"I love you." He said softly.

You smiled. "I love you too. Always."

xx

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[lyrebirdswrites]

OMG! If possible, could you do Itadori x Fushiguro for soulmates!AU , meet messy, and the line "“it’s just so hard not to fall in love with you"

Fushiguro finally locates his lost puppy fawning over a pink-haired stranger in the street. Relief floods him; Taro is safe, thank heavens.

The stranger crouches down to scratch Taro behind the ears, and sighs fondly: "It's so hard not to fall in love with you."

Fushiguro stops dead in place. There are words imprinted on his wrist - the first sentence he'll ever hear his soulmate speak aloud.

"You're supposed to say that to me," he blurts out.

Clearly, he is the butt of some grand, cosmic joke. All along, those wonderfully romantic words on his wrist were about his dog. 

(I’m doing requests! Send me a prompt from this list if it strikes your fancy)

[yeojaa]

shark week.

this is the couple from the hella misunderstandings drabble.  hope you enjoy and tysm for sending in this prompt!   

pairing.  jjk x f!reader.  rating.  general.  tags.  this is just fluff because shark week sucks (that time of the month!) and that’s on that.  wc.  0.6k.

“Stoooop.”  You don’t mean it how it sounds, begrudging and grumpy and coloured in shades of blue.  It fills the space that isn’t eaten up by your comforter, crowding quietly among your sheets.  Sore limbs shift, drag closer to your centre, and you sigh heavily into the soft cotton of your pillow.

“What’s wrong, sweetcheeks?”  

He’s relentless, of course.  Always is.  You know he means well, though, pressing his frame closer to yours despite the makeshift barrier your blanket offers.

From your periphery, you spy the glint of the chain that hangs around his neck - matching one looped around your own.  He’s crowding you intimately, with concern and curiosity and a coquettish smile.  With him come the smells of outside - coffee and deodorant and beyond that, a touch of cigarette smoke.  You figure he must’ve worked today, even if you’re not quite sure what day it is.

All you know is the lady in red has paid a visit and you’re not going anywhere until she leaves.

“Nothing,”  you hum, not very loudly and not even to him, bated breath lost to the material that cocoons you.  

He blinks at you, eyes all wide and terribly and sweet.  You feel a little bad when he’s like this - Bambi in human form.  “Tell me.”  It comes so gentle that you almost do, only deciding against it at the last moment when you bury your face further into comfort and further from your earnest boyfriend.

“It’s nothing.”  You know your current attitude leaves very little to be desired.  You wish you had it in you to apologize.

“If you say so,”  he answers in a voice that reads disbelief, doubt clouding the pretty brown of his irises.  Jungkook doesn’t press further though, simply slipping further into bed with you.  Arms find their usual space around your waist - or the shape of it he tries to seek out - and he settles his face into the overly warm crook of your neck.  It’s nice, if not a little suffocating.  

You try to appreciate the gesture.  

Unfortunately, it doesn’t go very well - especially when he starts nosing at the column of your throat and any tiny bit of bare skin he can get to.  His mouth follows soon after, gentle brushes of his dry, slightly chapped lips.  Each pass bubbles something irate and angry, spawning a little horned imp that crawls from the depths of your cramping ovaries up into your chest.  

Before you know it, you’re wiggling out of your sanctuary and more importantly, away from him.  You make it to the other side of the bed before you level him with a glare.  

It falters and splits in half the moment you catch sight of his expression. 

“I’m sorry.”  The apology comes immediately, followed closely by hands that are probably the wrong-side of sweaty.  You’re grateful he doesn’t shy away - a million times more patient than you.  They find his cheeks, smoothing feebly over the hurt that paints every inch.  “I’m just not in the mood.  It’s that time of the month.”

You don’t deserve the way the frustration melts away, traded easily for understanding and so much positivity you’re almost taken aback.  You really shouldn’t be surprised when he somehow contorts himself and settles back onto his haunches, thighs straining in the joggers he deems his ‘comfy pants.’

“Why didn’t you say so, baby?”  He grins then, hopelessly handsome.  Fingers wiggle, a decidedly childish gesture that has a slow smile of your own growing with each flex of his knuckles.  “Roll over - I’ll give you a massage.”

[blak-pawed-stuffed-lion]

I just love your drabbles, they are so lovely to read, I can't stop smiling. If the slots are still open could you please write one with any undertale AU ship, where one skeleton tries to help his partner through a panic attack. If it's triggering for you don't feel obligated to do it. Thank you for the great work you do.

4th Milestone Drabble!

Characters: Underfell Sans (Red), Undertale Sans (Sans)Warnings: Panic attack, mentions of past regrets, mentions of past violence, hurt with comfort.Word Count: 722 (short)Relationship: Sans X Red (Kusatrd)

Sans knew that Red has lived a pretty shitty life, evident in the cracked bones, the rough attitude, the missing tooth, and the bright and shining reminder of his ten LV always reared its ugly head after a long day in the Judgement Hall.Red was the rock in his life, big and harsh to the outside world, but soft and calming when Sans needed him to be. He was a lot bigger than Sans, who stood at a meager five foot ten, and weighed easily half of Red, and he found comfort in that. He could lay on his giant of a boyfriend in the dead of night and know he was safe, his nightmares hadn’t reared their ugly head in months since they moved in together.But… well Sans never really considered the reality that Red would need to lean on him. The larger skeleton always seemed so chill and calm and unmovable, like his life hadn’t been hell on earth, like he hadn’t seen much at an age far too young, like he hadn’t done things he regretted.So Sans wasn’t expecting for a moment when he woke up in the dead of night to the harsh sound of rattling breath as he found himself falling to the floor, landing in a loud clatter of bones. He groaned for a moment before he looked to his boyfriend, confused, it was still dark outside, his lover had no right to be up so early, and he was half tempted to tell him that.But when he laid eyes on him he knew he couldn’t, Red was shaking and gasping for breath, and hunching in on himself over the edge of the bed, and big red tears were pouring out of his hollow sockets, and the big guy couldn’t breath, every breath was short and choppy, pushed out in a harsh gasp, the ragged sound of terrified half sobs filling the silent space of there bed room.

Sans was quick to get to his feet, rushing over to his giant of a lover, and he softly cupped his skull. Red jerked his head away, but Sans reached out again, talking this time, “Hey hey hey, big guy, it’s just me, it’s Sansy.” he urged softly. Red’s giant hands came up to hold them to his face and the next half sob he let out sounded almost like relief.

The smaller skeleton nodded, softly stroking the others cheeks with his delicate, thin, smooth thumbs, continuing to whisper to him, “I’m right here, big guy. Just try to breath with me okay?” Sans urged, taking a deep breath in. His counterpart tried to copy him, breath stuttering the first time before the second gasp of air went deeper.

He followed Sans’ lead when he breathed out, slow and long, and in again. Slowly, carefully, hands still on his face, Sans guided Red to turn his body, to lay down with him, still breathing softly, “There you go, stay focused, okay? Stay with me, im right here.” he urged between breaths, and Red nodded, tears still building in his eyes, but no longer streaming down his face in a constant stream.

Sans lay down with him, softly sliding his hand away from the giant skeletons face, Red’s chest stuttered in a fearful breath before San’s hand quickly and gently laid on his shoulders, the calmer skeleton shushing him softly, “I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere. Just- roll on your side and I’ll hold you.” he promised softly.

Red nodded again, relief washed in with his desperate expression, and he turned to lay on his side facing towards the smaller monster. Softly Sans wrapped his arms around Red’s head and shoulders, bringing his face to his chest, and the gold toothed skeleton eagerly buried his face there, still fighting to take deep breaths as he let the smell of ketchup and something distinctly Sans like wash over him, the sound of his softer counterparts soul thrumming through his ears, and the woosh of his deliberate slow breaths continuing to guide his own to a calmer pace.Somewhere along the way Red passed out there, face hidden in Sans’ chest, his lover stroking his skull with gentle fingers, bone rasping soothingly against bone, the sound of stuttered and hushed breathing echoing softly off the walls.

[make-me-imagine]

Maybe the word 'fear' and Spock(aos) ? I really like how you wrote him in your 12 days of Christmas work!

Thank you! 'm glad you liked it! <3 I hope you like this one too.

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Fear

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You took in a deep breath, and let it out as softly and slowly as you could. The distant sound of phaser fire sent jolts of anxiety through your body. Your arm was searing with pain from where you had previously been hit.

Hidden behind the tall pillar, you cursed yourself for having lost your Star Fleet communicator. You were lost, in the dark, and had no idea where anyone was. You were alone. And you were afraid.

The fear flowed through you as you moved slowly down the corridor, your eyes flicking to every dark corner, to every possible entrance, as you stepped as silently as you could. 'Where is everyone?' You thought to yourself.

You got separated from Spock and Jim when you were ambushed. Even though you were afraid for our own well-being, you feared for them as well. Especially Spock.

Hearing the sound of running footsteps growing closer, you paused, looking around, you saw no where to hide or cover yourself. Pushing down the fear you took a deep breath and pointed your phaser, ready to fight.

As the oncoming figure bolted around the corner, you jumped back, and within the second they appeared, your fear quickly turned to relief.

Spock, upon seeing you standing in front of him, alive, though obviously injured, let out a relieved sigh, his own fear of having lost you dissipating. The two of you stepped towards each other and embraced, both of you letting out your anxious sighs.

Pulling away, Spock reached down and gripped our hand, "Come, we need to get to the evacuation point."

Nodding, you began to flee, hand in hand, but both still cautious of your surroundings, but braver together than you had felt before.

xx

[make-me-imagine]

Oh, um loud for Aaron hotchner then?

My immediate thought was that this was hinting at something more nsfw than anything, BUT since I do not write that kind of thing (And I have no idea if that was want you were thinking of not lol). I went a a different route.

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"Shhh." You hushed Aaron as he accidentally knocked into something, causing a noise, which seemed much louder than it normally would.

Aaron closed his eyes for a minute, cursing himself for the mistake.

Your hand clenched on the gun in your hands as you listened intently to your surroundings. Every noise seemed elevated in your ears, and you could barely tell a noise from any other.

'Was that the ticking of a clock, or the sound of a footstep? Was that your own heart beating, or the sound of someone running towards you.'

Everything was so quiet, yet seemed so loud in your ears. Finally, a sound from nearby caused you and Aaron to stop briefly, before sharing a look. Someone had bumped into something around the corner. He nodded at you, signaling you to move, quickly, before it was too late.

Rounding the corner, you and Aaron spotted the target at the same moment, and raising your guns, and fired.

The figure let out a yelp of alarm before lifting their hands "OW, alright, okay, I give up!"

You and Aaron lowered your guns as Emily sighed audibly, small dots of paint covered the vest she wore. "Damn." She cursed herself, as you and Aaron shared a look of gratification.

From the room above, applause and calls of disappointment and cheers resounded from the rest of the team.

"Come on Em!?" Derek called out disappointed.

Emily rose her arms up. "Hey! At least I made it to the end of the round! You got yourself shot for being too loud!"

Derek laughed at himself as you began to exit the game room, sharing laughs of a day off well spent.

xx

[make-me-imagine]

One word drabble request for snow with aragorn?

Snow

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It was subtle at first, you hadn't noticed it. You sat and stared at the fire, Aragorn sat next to you, carving away at a chunk of wood.

You were a week into your journey, and only a few days away from arrival. It was cold, but you enjoyed it. As you stared at the fire, your eyes caught on a small flake floating down in front of you. You lost sight of it, but another one appeared, and then another.

Finally looking up, you saw a small flurry of snowflakes beginning to fall from the sky. You smiled softly. "Snow."

Aragorn looked away from his carving at the sound of your voice. Following your gaze, he looked up and smiled. "It's late this year."

You nodded silently as a small flake landed on your nose. "It could have waited a few more days." You said with soft amusement.

Aragorn smiled in return, "Hopefully it wont get to heavy by the time of our arrival." Aragorn looked over to a dense covering of trees. "We'll sleep over there tonight."

You followed his gaze and nodded, returning your gaze back to the sky. It had been a long time since you had seen the snow, and it sent an odd sense of comforting nostalgia through you. "It's beautiful isn't it?"

Aragorn smiled before reaching over and pulling you softly towards him. He presses a kiss to your temple before looking up at the sky. "Yes, it is."

xx

Hope you liked it!

[make-me-imagine]

Can I get a gif drabble woth Draco?

Your eyes scanned the crowded room, as everyone rose to return to their classes. You locked onto the familiar bright blonde head of Draco. You watched him for a moment as he seemed to barely register what was going on.

You did not blame him, it had been a difficult time recently, for everyone, but you knew he was being effected in ways most would not understand.

Draco and you had been close friends when you were younger, but as you went to Hogwarts, and were separated by house and class, you grew apart. And no matter how close you were to Harry, Ron and Hermione, you still cared for him.

Without thinking, you walked over to him, he was just beginning to rose from his seat, as he noticed everyone had left.

"Draco?" You spoke softly, but it still startled him.

As he turned to the voice, he was even more surprised to see you, looking down at him with a soft and worried gaze. "Y/n." He said quietly, unsure of why you were there.

"Are you alright?"

Draco felt his heart clench in his chest as all the emotion he had been pushing down threatened to spill out. For a moment, he remembered how close you two had been, and how much he trusted you. When did you grow apart so much?

Before thinking, he spoke softly, his voice almost broken. "No."

You nodded solemnly, "Wanna talk about it?"

He could see the familiar fondness in your gaze, as he silently nodded. You began to leave the room together, and only a moment of silence passes before Draco began to speak. Telling you everything he had been holding in. As he spoke, he was only reminded of how close you two had once been, and how much he regretted losing your friendship. He was now more grateful for you than ever, and was determined, no matter what happened, to make sure you did not become strangers again.

xx