#bella-caecilia

[downton-bridgerton]

Cobert and 'silent' for the drabble ask, please!

Robert woke up in a cold sweat.

Cora was dying. In his arms. And he was crying.

And she was shot.

He remembers screaming in a loud manner. But it was all silent, just as vacant as the ballroom that they now are center of.

But as he reached out to the sheets beside him…it was nothing but empty.

That’s right, he thought to himself.

It wasn’t a dream at all.

#i am sorry if this was the best i could come up #but i do hope you still like it! #robert crawley #cora crawley #cobert #downton abbey #bella-caecilia #mutuals #word drabble ask

[mar-nu-falmar]

September flower & poppy for the cute botanical asks, please!

september flower: are you more of a sunshine or sunset person? That's a difficult one. I like sunrise most so I'll go for sunshine.

poppy: do you like to dip your fries or do you like it as is? Dip is what it is... (preferably mayo). I hate it if I have to go without some.

Thank you so much for asking ;-)

#answered #ask thingies #botanical ask #bella-caecilia

[fantasy-fallacy-tumblingstone]

3, 23, 31 for the fic writer asks, please <3

3. Tropes and details characteristic of your fics.

Well, definitely I like some good angst and humor. As for tropes, I do love a good "guy effs up, guy has to realize he's effed up, guy has to fix it and maybe goes overboard with it". Also, love while traveling, opposites attracting, amnesia, jealousy, bright/positive person with a curmudgeon - and that bright person is the only one who can really light up the other one (Hello, ViPat, anyone?). What ones do you see?

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

Let's see.... it might be fun to do a high school AU. I'd love to do that for Rosamund in particular.

31. What’s your ideal fic length to write?

Honestly? It depends on the fic. Sometimes I'll go in thinking it's a one-shot, and I'll come out with 30,000 words. Sometimes an idea I think will be a huge tome turns out to be a couple chapters, nothing more. I let the fic tell me how long it needs to be.

#fic writer asks #bella-caecilia #thank you dear!

[ohtobealady]

Quiver

(Here is my belated contribution to the Cobert Winter Fanfic Exchange. Thank you to @bella-caecilia for organizing it. My prompts were Quiver and "I didn't mean it." I used the dialogue as inspiration. It works as a bit of a companion piece to Ch 4 of Le Langage des Fleurs. This is also posted on FF dot net.)

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She rubbed the lotion in, making small circles against the heel of her palm. Robert was talking behind her, by the bed, and she glanced up to him in the mirror and suppressed a small laugh. Oh, sometimes he wound himself up so tightly over the simplest things—cinema starlets not excluded. 

“And did you see the layers of paint she was wearing?” he was saying, pulling back the bedsheets and agitatedly sliding in. “Like a piece in a gallery.”

Cora’s laugh came out in a huff. “Oh, Robert, don’t be unkind. I think she’s beautiful.” She stood from her chair, and was pleased she felt no lightheadedness. She smiled. “Besides, it must be quite invigorating to know of one’s own sex appeal.”

“Nonsense. No one can be that sure.”

She rolled her eyes as she also climbed into bed beside him, noting that she did so with ease. She wasn’t sure if it had been the small glass of wine, or the powder Baxter had given her before dinner, or perhaps if it was simply a trick of her mind, but the aching and fatigue that constantly plagued her was absent in this moment, and she would cherish it. She’d use it. 

Robert was still going on and on—about what now, she didn’t follow—as he rolled to switch off his lamp. And then, just as he had rolled to his left, he rolled just as swiftly to his right to press a kiss to her cheek. A kiss good night. A quick kiss. Right at the corner of her mouth.

And she melted at it. 

Oh, she missed him. She yearned for him. And it wasn’t because they hadn’t lain together in weeks, six or even seven—far longer than a month. No. It wasn’t merely that. It was because who knew? Who knew how much longer she’d be able to love him in that way?  How much longer would their lives be free of the shadow she knew was lurking just behind her? How much longer would she even exist?

Cora drew in a breath, and she let herself roll towards him.

Her lamplight allowed her to study him, all his curves and lines she’d studied so many nights before: his closed eyes, his lips he moved slightly as he yawned and pressed his mouth, his jaw and chin and his silver stubble. She began to work to commit it all to memory again—images she could have forever, moments she could keep. But then…but then, would that be so? She felt her throat tighten at the abrupt thought she’d spent so much time trying to keep at bay: Did the dead have memories? 

Stillness, then. Gravity. Was this—Was this all she had left of him? Just these few precious moments? 

This was it.

She lifted her chin to loosen the knot choking her. She tried to convince herself she wasn’t sure what her condition was, for she wasn’t. She knew well-enough her symptoms—the constant fatigue, the chest pains, the breathlessness and dizziness and dyspepsia…the sudden, drastic weight loss—could be true of any number of illnesses. Couldn’t they? No. Even her earnest persuasion to believe otherwise failed her. She was no fool. She knew she was ill. Very ill. And her husband did not. 

She looked at him still. She watched the way his breath came in and out evenly beside her, unaware of her thoughts. He was unaware of so much, which was just as Cora wanted it. She wanted to treasure it all. She wanted to savor the beauty of what her life had been–her life with Robert. There were only a handful of hours of their life here before they left for France, and then their life would be different–irrevocably changed. 

She’d tell him after Marseille. She’d have to. 

She heard his small exhale of breath beside her, and she watched the way his chest rose and fell. It made her heart ache. So, much like a pilgrim paying homage, she touched at his shoulder. She touched at the collar of his pajama shirt. And when he didn’t move, she traced a soft fingertip along his throat. 

No. She did not feel lust for him. She did not feel need as she sometimes did, warmth growing deep in her core. No, only yearning.  

He hummed, and he opened his eyes. 

She smiled back at him when he smiled coyly at her, for she was sure he knew what she meant. He understood the secret language they’d created between them in these three decades together. He understood what she meant by her small touches, and by the way she pushed herself ever closer to him. He watched her as she did so, and behind her ribs, her aching heart beat wildly. 

Cora lifted her chin, and she kissed him. Her lips felt the stubble she’d adored, and she let her lips linger at his jaw. His hand, as it always did, went to her arm, and he tugged slightly. Just as he had understood her, she, too, understood him. Her own body flush with his, she slowly rose to rest her weight upon her elbow and she hovered very near his face; and she looked at him.

His tired expression was half-hidden in the shadow made by her head and hair, the lamplight glowing behind her. But tired as he was, he also looked happy. His mouth was relaxed, his lips were parted, and the knot that she’d loosened in her throat quickly tightened again. 

He was beautiful. Every curve, every line…everything. And she loved him. 

She loved him. 

Her chest ached more acutely, and drawing in a deep breath, she pushed herself to him again, and she kissed his lips, feeling his fingers tighten further on her arm. Then, as he lifted his head more to meet hers, she felt him rush to deepen their kiss.

It surprised her, how eager he was, and she sighed in her throat before he broke away.

“You aren’t too tired?” he whispered, his voice low, and she shook her head.

“No.” 

“Lie back.” He shifted himself, and Cora did as he asked of her, nestling herself down into the bedding as he moved to cover her. 

“Are you certain–” Robert nodded at her voice, silencing her; he kissed her mouth and then cheek and then neck. “You needn’t take over completely,” she tried again, but this time Robert shook his head against her. 

“It helps to begin this way.” His voice was in her ear as he kissed her jaw.

She nodded, knowing what he meant.

“Yes,” she amended. She nodded again. “I—“

But she stopped, her thoughts beginning to whir too quickly as he kissed her body. As he palmed her breasts. As his fingers touched and pressed in places that made her breath catch. Still, they whirred, but they weren’t of pleasure. They weren’t of him. They were of herself: Did he feel how much thinner she’d gotten? Did he feel, too, how swollen her tummy? Did he feel how unattractive she felt herself to be? 

No. She reminded herself; no. She loved him. She felt well just now. She couldn’t squander it. She loved him. 

She trembled as she fought against her compulsions–the part she played when they laid together. The other her, the woman six months ago, would reach between them and feel for him. She’d maneuver her fingers inside of his waistband and then around him, to where his aging body still hardened for her. And she would hear him exhale against her. 

But she couldn’t seem to, and she hated herself for it. 

Her hands went instead to his cheeks, the backs of her index and middle fingers stroking the stubble there. And then his hair, where she wove them into the soft, gently graying waves. 

“Touch me,” he said against her ear, and her stomach flipped. “Darling.”

She closed her eyes, and she pushed a hand between them, but slowly. Slowly feeling the fabric of his nightshirt. Slowly feeling the drawstring of his waistband. Slowly feeling the soft, smooth skin of his body–and her lip quivered. Love. So much, so much, love.

“I did worry.” His voice was huskier, breathier, and Cora swam in the headiness of the moment.  

She whispered, “Worry?” and kissed his jaw. His cheek.

He nodded, and she felt his small smile against her lips. “That I wouldn’t be up to snuff.” He kissed her, softly. Soundly. “That my age would be against us.”

“Oh, darling,” she sighed, and kissed him again, and again. “Our age,” she corrected him. And then, she pulled away, slightly, so that she could see him better. So she could see his eyes. And her voice wavered when she spoke. “We’ve grown old together.”

“Yes,” he laughed, appreciatively, and pressed his lips to hers. “And together we’ll grow older, still.”

It was a lie, her nod. “Yes.” Her eyes prickling with tears, her throat tightening, and her heart aching, she pushed the lie from her chest as her husband kissed her breasts through her gown. “And together we’ll grow older, still.”

#downton abbey #downton abbey fanfic #cobert #cobert drabbles #cobert winter fanfic exchange 2023

[bella-caecilia]

Cobert Winter Fanfic Exchange 2023 - All Entries

Here it is finally. The masterpost for this year's winter writing exchange. I want to thank everyone for contributing and sharing such lovely Cobert fics with the fandom! And big thanks to all the people supporting this event as readers and cheerleaders :)

Please leave love and comments on all these wonderful stories if you haven't already!

Enjoy!

Angst

I was such a fool by @dream-of-ragtime (Prompts: imbroglio / "I was such a fool.") Synopsis: Set in S5E5, in THAT scene, the first part consist of dialogue by the one and only J Fellowes, all credits to him. I explored a little what could have been. Please be aware that there is some discussion of SA in this story, so don't hesitate to skip

Quiver by @ohtobealady (smut & angst) (Prompts: quiver / "I didn't mean it.") Synopsis: I used the dialogue as inspiration. It works as a bit of a companion piece to Ch 4 of Le Langage des Fleurs.

Fluff

A Long and Happy Life by @mrsrobinsong (Prompts: panacea / "You're the only one that matters.") Synopsis: This is a scene from my headcanon of what happened after the series finale.

Hurt/Comfort

Cobert winter fanfic exchange 2023 by @adoracora-elizabeth (Prompts: seclusion / "I'm here. Don't worry.") Synopsis: It is the first Christmas after Robert and Cora are married.

Love in moonlight by @countesscorazelizabethcrawley (Prompts: nyctophilia / "May I hug you?") Synopsis: Nyctophilia: a condition that makes you want to sit in the dark all by yourself late at night, wide awake. and "May I hug you?

Cobert Winter Fanfic Exchange 2023 by @juliasdowntonstuff (Prompts: laceration / "You don't have to be so brave with me.") Synopsis: This is set after S6E5 (the bloody dinner episode)

Horse Ride by @sarakmm (Prompts: evanescent / "I already forgave you. I think it's time you forgive you, too.") Synopsis: Edith is injured during her first ride on a horse.

The Pearls by @whydidnttheyaskcora (Prompts: trepidation / "You didn't do anything wrong.") Synopsis: The premise is taken from the Tumblr thread about 'the guilt pearls'. While in London for Rose's wedding, Robert decides to spoil Cora with an expensive gift, while Cora still grapples with the incident surrounding Mr. Bricker.

Smut

Tryst by @bella-caecilia (Prompts: tryst / "I needed this, needed you.") Synopsis: Set somewhere around S1 in the summertime, Robert plans to take Cora out on a special rendezvous while she hopes for more than just a sweet, innocent time together. Somehow they end up in a very improper situation under the stars.

#cobert winter fanfic exchange 2023 #cobert fanfiction #cobert #cobert fandom #cobert winter fanfic exchange masterpost #cora crawley #robert crawley #downton abbey fanfiction #downton abbey

[andallthatmishigas]

Tagged by @blossom--of--snow

post a pic of a place, animal, plant, character, season, hobby, color, gemstone, + food that reminds me of myself

(Disneyland Haunted Mansion, fennec fox, purple peonies, Abbey Bartlet, autumn, playing piano, violet, star sapphire, mac & cheese)

This was fun!

Tagging: @bella-caecilia @comepraisetheinfanta @doctoraliceharvey @featherpluckn @holy-ships-x-red-lips @margotgrissom @ohtobealady @rae-gar-targaryen

[juliasdowntonstuff]

Tag :)

I was tagged by @bella-caecilia and @cobertaddict Thank you so much! <3

(post a pic of a place, animal, plant, character, season, hobby, color, gemstone, + food that reminds me of myself)

(The library of my hometown, snowy owl, weeping willow, Hermione Granger, autumn, playing the piano, orange, citirine, pasta with tomato sauce)

I don’t know who’s done this before, but I’ll tag @coffeishowifunction @adoracora-elizabeth @tabulacarat @autumnrose11 @dream-of-ragtime @amieeb

#tag game #lowkey love these tag games

[adoracora-elizabeth]

Cobert winter fanfic exchange 2023

Here is my input for the Cobert winter fanfic exchange 2023. Thank you @bella-caecilia for letting me enter.

Theme: Hurt/comfort

My one-word prompt was: 'Seclusion'.

And my dialogue prompt was: “I’m here. Don’t worry.”

The family had gathered for Christmas Eve. Violet insisted that Cora would host this year's Christmas Eve dinner. It was her first Christmas as a Viscountess. She was still figuring out what was expected of her and adapting to the British culture. She did not understand why Violet had insisted she would host this dinner. Violet was the Lady of the house and should be the one hosting dinners.

Rosamund had stepped in and gave Cora some tips on who to invite and how. She had spent hours writing the invitation letters and setting up a menu with Mrs. Patmore. For after the dinner she arranged a string quartet to play in the great hall.

The evening was going well. To Cora’s surprise, the table seating had gotten Violet’s approval. All the guests enjoyed the food and were lively talking with each other. Cora had two men next to her, whom she had never met before. They did talk with her, but she noticed that the way they talked with her was different from the way they talked with other Ladies. It had hurt her, that she was treated differently. She could feel the looks people gave her.

Cora had hoped that by now people would be used to her being American. It had been ten months since she became Viscountess, ten hard months she had to admit. Robert visited her regularly at night, he even spent a full night next to her occasionally. During the day, she hoped he would give her more attention. Be there for her, but it was like he did not genuinely love her.

She had questioned that from the moment they said yes to each other, she had accepted the fact that there was no true love. Even though, she hoped he would stand up for her more. Violet scolded her a lot as if she was a little child. She had gotten looks from her during tonight's dinner, that she could only hope the guests would not notice.

Robert looked at Cora across the table, when you looked at her briefly, you would not think she did not grow up in this environment. She fitted in perfectly, for the fast eye. But Robert knew better, she was not fitting in, at least, the people were not letting her fit in. They secluded her a lot, he could see it in the way the man next to Cora spoke with her. It did not help, that his mother was openly criticizing his wife.

He did not understand it, she asked him to marry for money. He did, there was not a richer, available woman, to be found in England at the moment he married Cora. But his mother had not wanted that woman to be American.

The American in Cora was what attracted him the most to her, besides her stunning appearance. There was a sense of freedom surrounding her, and he loved that. Although the marriage was not grown out of love, he started to feel more and more in love with her. Cora was beautiful, her face was that of a porcelain doll. And her body was irresistible, he loved touching her in every way possible. Robert felt his lips curl up; he could not wait to see her body change in the coming months.

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All the guests were in the great hall. Violet and Patrick opened the evening with a dance, Robert and Cora followed. Robert held Cora close, he could see in her eyes, that she was anxious. He could also feel it in her body, she was tense. He could not blame her, the moment they entered the great hall, not a single guest had started a conversation with her. Was there anything he could do to change that?

He felt Cora let out a sigh, he stopped worrying and looked down at her. Did he see a tear in her eyes? It could not be, she was always so strong when they were in company. "What is wrong?" He asked while he kept twirling her around.

Cora got spooked when Robert spoke, she looked up and had to lower her eyes directly. The look in his eyes made her choke up. She felt his hand on her back pull her closer to him. "Never mind." she said, he would not understand how it hurt her, that the guests were talking about her. She overheard two men: 'You see that, she cannot even dance properly' 'Does she even know how….' the rest of that sentence she did not hear, Robert had twirled her around at that moment.

When the music stopped briefly, Robert took Cora's hand and guided her off the dance floor. They stepped outside the great hall.

"Robert?" Cora said surprised. "Where are we going? We cannot leave. Mama will be furious!"

"What happened just now on the dancefloor?" He put his hand on her cheek.

Cora felt her eyes burning, but she was not going to cry. Her emotions were normally not easily to see, but since a couple of weeks, it was hard to supress her emotions.

"Cora, I do not like, that Mama is taking credit for tonight. You organised an incredible Christmas eve dinner and the string quartet was a fabulous idea. Look at everybody dancing."

"Oh, Robert, I will never be good enough, no matter how hard I try."

"Why do you say that?" Robert knew it was a stupid question, it was obvious why she felt that way.

Cora looked at him and gave him a faint smile. "We should go back. I do not want to be scolded in the morning or even worse in front of everybody."

Robert put Cora's face in his hands. "I love you" He saw doubt in Cora's eyes. "I mean it. Darling. I love you." All of a sudden, his eyes lit up. "You know what would make this evening even merrier?"

Cora was shocked, did he say he loved her. Did he honestly say that?

"We should announce our little secret tonight." He put his hand on Cora's abdomen. She was carrying his child, and he could not be prouder of her.

Cora's hand covered Robert's. "Are you sure? Do you think Mama will like that?"

Robert snorted. "I do not care. I like it. This little one will be the next Viscount of Downton and I want the world to know that you made me the happiest men alive." He kissed her passionately and then started to walk back to the great hall.

Even though her mind was racing, she kissed him back. What if there was a little girl growing and not a little boy. Would Robert still be happy?

Robert turned around and stretched his arm out. "We are going to tell this together and you will be the talk of tonight but this time in a positive way. I just know. Come…."

+++

Cora had crawled into a ball; the night had not turned out like Robert had predicted. She had been the talk of the evening indeed, but not in the positive way Robert had hoped. The gossip had only gotten louder and harder after they announced her pregnancy. As soon as she could excuse herself, she rushed upstairs and went to bed.

She heard her bedroom door open and recognised Robert's footsteps. A sudden chilly wind over her back told her he lifted the covers to crawl next to her. Before she knew it, he pulled her against his chest. She tried to stop her tears. It was such a relief that he was with her at this moment. He could have gone to his own bed, but he made the decision to be with her.

Very softly he said: "I'm here, don't worry. You are going to prove to all those stuck-up people that you are better than all of them together." He lowered his hand to her abdomen. "You are growing our little wonder, and we will be a family. Just the three of us. They can seclude you all they want, but one day you will be the Countess of Grantham. The first American-born Countess of Grantham, my wife, my Cora, my pride."

Cora turned around in his arms and faced Robert. "Do you think that I will make you proud one day?"

"One day?" He said surprised. "You cannot understand how proud I am already. You hosted a perfect Christmas Eve dinner; you stood strong while they were gossiping about you. You did not falter, not one second. But Cora, I want you to know, that I do not care about their opinions. I know why I chose you."

"For my money." Cora murmured, lowering her face.

"That was one of the reasons. Yes, you are correct." He put his hand under Cora's chin to lift up her face again. "However, your beauty was what attracted me to you. And when we first started talking, I knew you were an intelligent woman, and I knew I wanted to be with you for the rest of my life." He pressed a kiss on her lips. His hand was still on her abdomen, Cora curled her fingers around his. "And God willing, we will have many more of those wonderful announcements to make in the future.

Cora chuckled. "Let us first see how this will go and then we can see."

Robert crashed his mouth on Cora’s. "As long as I can have terrific fun with my beautiful wife, I am alright with one little wonder." He said when he pulled back for air.

#cora crawley #downton abbey #robert crawley #downton #fanfiction #cobert #Cobert winter fanfic exchange 2023

[dream-of-ragtime]

Cobert Winter Fanfic Exchange 2023

My folks, is it believable? (hardly) I have written something!! I am alive (barely)

So first off, big shoutout and huge thanks to @bella-caecilia and @ohtobealady for arranging this, it's deeply appreciated and I love, love, LOVE these exchanges! Absolutely cannot wait to read all your contributions!

As for my part... well... I've had quite a lot on my plate and I must say that I had to somewhat rush this. (and one can tell, lol) The story leaves quite a lot of room for interpretation ORRRRRR I might add another chapter... We'll see. But I do understand it isn't Shakespeare.

My prompts were "imbroglio" and "I was such a fool" (hence, the title) and I've set it in S5E5. I've always wondered what could have been and, well, this is very much that. I played with the dialogue of the one and only JFells and tried my best to stick to the character's nature (hopefully). But please be aware that there is mention of SA, so if this story might not be for you, feel free to skip this one <3 I just couldn't stop wondering what might have been if Robert hadn't entered their bedroom so early.

Please let me know what you think of it and if you have any improvements/ recommendations hit me up, I'd love to hear them!

#cobert winter fanfic exchange #downton abbey #cora crawley #robert crawley #cobert #Simon Bricker #the one and only dickhead

[cobertaddict]

I was tagged by @bella-caecilia & @whydidnttheyaskcora, thank you so much! 🥰

(post a pic of a place, animal, plant, character, season, hobby, color, gemstone, + food that reminds me of myself)

(Redwoods, hedgehog, moss, Walter Mitty, autumn, cooking, prussian blue, sapphire, spaghetti & meatballs)

Tagging: @abumperprize, @emma-hahn, @downton-bridgerton, @juliasdowntonstuff, @coffeishowifunction, @ladyrosse

No worries if you don't want to do it, you do you :)

#thanks again! <3 #tag game

[mrsrobinsong]

I was tagged by both @ohtobealady and @bella-caecilia

Tag game: Tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better.

Last song: I'll Make a Man Out of You from Mulan (I was working out lol)

Currently watching: Rewatching E.R.!

Three ships: "Cobert aka Cora x Robert (Downton Abbey), Ned x Cat (Asoiaf/GoT)" SAME SAME And a third one has to be Kitbell from The Resident (although rewatching E.R. I also have to mention Elizabeth and Mark)

Favorite color: Right now it's dark green, but I love everything deep, specially blues and burgundy, then also terracota and "old" pinks

Currently consuming: Idk what this one is meant to be, but in any case I just had some ice cream and I'm reading "Structural Racism"

First ship: Hm, that's a tough one bc I don't really remember the order in which I've watched things, but my firsts casuals ships were from brazilian telenovelas. From TV shows it was probably Chuck and Blair from GG, but my first OBSESSION was Elizabeth and Mark from E.R.

Relationship status: As single as can be

Everyone I know has already been tagged so...

[downton-bridgerton]

For the gentle love prompts 48. for Cobert, please <3

#48. hugs of delight

Gentle Love Prompts

Robert Crawley was driving on the way to the Downton Hospital. Since all of his children are busy and he is left in taking care of two of his grandchildren, George and Caroline...

...he decided to take them along with him to surprise Cora while she's still at work

As they arrived, he carefully parked his bike before helping the children hop off the car

"Hello, Doctor Clarkson!!" George and Caroline greeted happily, as they saw the doctor by the Hospital entrance

"Master George, Miss Caroline!" the Doctor smiled before seeing their grandfather "Lord Grantham! What a surprise!"

"Sorry if we startled you," Robert chuckles as he shook hands with him "but the children and I have just come here to bring something for Cora. Is she busy?"

"Not at all, milord. The Ladyship's in her office, perhaps doing her papers" Clarkson replied

"Even better!" Robert beamed "We'll see to her now. And maybe we might head home altogether, if we stayed any longer"

"Duly noted, milord"

***

Cora Crawley was busy finishing the last of her papers when she heard the door of her office open

"Doctor Clarkson, we'll have the meeting tomorrow morning at 10 latest. We wouldn't want to tire our delegates in the afternoon, as they do have other hospitals to go to"

"Duly noted, Lady Grantham"

She then stops in writing her papers as soon as she heard a rather familiar voice. She looks up from her papers, and was in shock at who she saw

"Robert?!"

Her husband smiled sweetly as he stood by the doorway "Hello darling" he said

She quickly got up on her feet and rushes to hug him as she giggled in delight, surprising Robert in process

"Oh my goodness! What are you doing here at this hour?" she inquired excitedly, making him chuckle

"Well, it is quite obvious that I have to come to visit you" he replied, earning a slap in the arm

"I can see that, but shouldn't you still be at home with George and Caroline?"

"Well, actually–"

"Granny!!"

Cora gasped as she saw her two grandchildren running down the hall with open arms. She then knelt down to their height, and hugs them close to her

"We have something for you, Granny!" George said, holding up a small box "We made it earlier during teatime!"

"Did you, really?"

"Donk help!" Caroline giggled, to which Robert nodded in agreement

"What is it, then?" Cora inquires

"Why don't you open it? To see if you...would still like them, somehow" her husband replied, making her laugh softly

With the help of her grandchildren, they open the box to see three small cupcakes inside. Each one of them had different flavors, but all of them have a chocolate icing and syrup drizzle on top

"Oh my goodness!" Cora smiles happily "Did you really made all of these? And just now?"

"We a little bit of help from Mrs. Patmore and Daisy's help, we did manage to...not burn down the kitchen, to say the least"

"Thank you so much for these! Although, have you already had some?"

"Not yet" Robert replied, "We really just made those just for you"

"Can we have some Granny? Please??" the children pleaded to their grandmother

Cora chuckles softly, and nods "Alright, then. have one each" she said. George and Caroline then carefully chose their cupcakes, with George helping his little sister to retrieve hers from the box

"Do you want this one?" Cora said as she took the last cupcake from the box

Robert shook his head, and smiles "You can have it. It's your cupcakes, after all"

She then smiles back at him, before taking a bite out of the cupcake...which was, and she too, was surprised...the most delicious cupcake she ever tasted

"This is really delicious!" she told him, and offers it to him once again "You have to try it for yourself!"

Robert quickly glances at the children, and once he saw them still distracted with their cupcakes, he suddenly pulls Cora close for a kiss. She was surprised at first, but she slowly kisses him back and held him closer

He then slowly pulls away, leaving some icing and crumbs on his lips. He slowly licks his lips, and nods in agreement as he faces her again

"They're quite delicious, indeed"

#sorry this took forever! #i hope you still like this! #cora crawley #robert crawley #cobert #downton abbey #gentle prompts #bella-caecilia #mutuals #*my drabbles and writing #my post

[mar-nu-falmar]

For the ask game 🍫🦋🌴 please! <3

Hello lovely person, thank you so much for the ask <3

🍫 Cheese or chocolate? This question is alsmost too much to answer.... I mean why not both? Ok... I'll go for cheese because I could literaly combine every other dish with cheese.

🦋 Describe yourself in three words. Not without irony.

🌴 Desert island item? My guitar... so I can sit at the campfire strumming my guitar like in those films... Oh no, wait, a lighter!

#bella-caecilia #answered #ask game

[ohtobealady]

WIP Poll Tag Game

Rules: Make a 24-hour poll with the names of your WIPs and then for whichever wins, write one sentence for every vote it gets. Tag others to do the same.

Feel free to ask about any of these in comments/ DMs/Asks to know more

Tagged By: no one! I saw it floating around in a suggested post ( @hippolotamus ) and thought it fun to share!

Tagging: @randomabiling @modernamericangirl @bella-caecilia @downton-bridgerton @adoracora-elizabeth @abumperprize

#writing wip #wip poll

[bella-caecilia]

Cobert Winter Fanfic Exchange 2022 - All Drabbles

The holidays are long over but I finally present you with the finished product of our Cobert Winter Fanfic Exchange. I hope everyone had/has as much fun writing and reading all these lovely stories as I did <3 You can find the link to every entry under the respective postcard prompt.

Thank you all for participating and contributing your amazing talents! Love yall <3

"Handmade Gifts" by @abumperprize

"Christmas at Downton" (Part 1) & (Part 2) by @adoracora-elizabeth

"Let's Take the Road Before Us" by @andallthatmishigas

"Safe In Your Arms" by @bella-caecilia

"Rosy Cheeks" by @bluetoblackk

"Downton Christmas Memories" by @countesscorazelizabethcrawley

"Last Minute Surprises" by @downton-bridgerton

"A Letter of Gratitude" by @dream-of-ragtime

"A Sky Full of Song" by @fantasy-fallacy-tumblingstone

"Evergreen" by @ohtobealady

"These Are The Special Times" by @whydidnttheyaskcora

#cobert winter fanfic exchange 2022 #cobert fanfiction #cobert fandom #cobert winter fanfic exchange masterpost #cobert #cora crawley #robert crawley #downton abbey fanfiction #downton abbey

[andallthatmishigas]

15 questions

tagged by @holy-ships-x-red-lips

1. Are you named after anyone?

No, but people assume I'm named after The Little Mermaid. Jokes on you, I'm just Jewish.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Yesterday.

3. Do you have kids?

Nope, not yet. Hopefully one day.

4. What sports do you play/have played?

Used to swim and play tennis.

5. Do you use sarcasm?

Quite often.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Hair, I think.

7. What’s your eye color?

Whale blue.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Both? But mostly happy endings.

9. Any talents?

I'm a good singer and a good writer. I also have a superpower about signs.

10. Where were you born?

Pleasanton, California, USA

11. What are your hobbies?

All my favorite hobbies involve creating. Writing, painting, cooking, baking. I like to make things! Also tv and movies and books for sure.

12. Do you have any pets?

Two cream retrievers called Linus and Lucy

13. How tall are you?

5'6"

14. Favorite subject in school?

History

15. Dream job?

Disney historian

Tagging: @aboxfullofdarkness @blossom--of--snow @comepraisetheinfanta @doctoraliceharvey @featherpluckn @glittermermaid18 @margotgrissom @mandalamarigold @ohtobealady @rae-gar-targaryen @rahleeyah @whatsabriard @yesmadamepresident @bella-caecilia @dreamofragtime