D A N A B B I E

Random gifsets of Sleepy Hollow ( /*) 

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by QuinnBxtch

Inspired by Danny’s confession to Abbie in ‘This Red Lady from Caribee’. Just my interpretation of what transpired. One-shot for now. Might expand later.

Words: 1150, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Sleepy Hollow (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Abbie Mills (Sleepy Hollow), Daniel Reynolds

Relationships: Abbie Mills/Daniel Reynolds

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by NerdyGrlWonder

You just can’t see what you do to people. The Outer Banks: that little shack on the beach. It wasn’t much; the fan barely moved the air, but that time that you’re so hell-bent on putting in the rearview, that’s when I found you. That’s when I knew. You left that place but I’m still there.

Words: 469, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Sleepy Hollow (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Abbie Mills (Sleepy Hollow), Daniel Reynolds

Relationships: Abbie Mills/Daniel Reynolds

Additional Tags: Angst, Past Relationship(s), Flashback, Falling In Love

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/1NwMCgG

by NerdyGrlWonder

You just can’t see what you do to people. The Outer Banks: that little shack on the beach. It wasn’t much; the fan barely moved the air, but that time that you’re so hell-bent on putting in the rearview, that’s when I found you. That’s when I knew. You left that place but I’m still there.

Words: 469, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Sleepy Hollow (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Abbie Mills (Sleepy Hollow), Daniel Reynolds

Relationships: Abbie Mills/Daniel Reynolds

Additional Tags: Angst, Past Relationship(s), Flashback, Falling In Love

“You just can’t see what you do to people. The Outer Banks: that little shack on the beach. It wasn’t much; the fan barely moved the air, but that time that you’re so hell-bent on putting in the rearview, that’s when I found you. That’s when I knew. You left that place but I’m still there.”

Abbie leaned over the railing to take in the sight of the waves. The oversized Henley that she’d slipped on outlined the sway of her back and kissed the middle of her thighs as it shifted in the ocean breeze. Her chin-length hair caressed the side of her face and she absentmindedly tried to tame it from the wind by tucking it behind her ear.

Danny leaned against the doorframe and took in the beautiful woman in front of him. It was his idea to rent this shack on the Outer Banks. Their romance may have happened quickly but it was hot and heavy. He’d wanted to take their relationship to the next level but he could feel Abbie pulling away. They talked a lot but everything Abbie shared with him was superficial. She had walls up with mounted guards that he was desperate to get past. They may have started off pushing each other to be the best in their Quantico unit, but they quickly began pushing each other in different ways.

He watched her now, and felt a sensation within his chest that he had never experienced before. He saw her open and vulnerable for the first time. He’d found her. It was in that moment he knew that Abigail Mills would hold his heart forever. The sight of her standing there made him harden but it wasn’t just about sex. Not anymore and not with her. He had fallen and he wasn’t sure if the world would ever right itself again. If he was honest with himself, he hoped it neve would.

Moving behind her, Danny brushed his fingertips against the side of Abbie’s legs and lifted the shirt over the gorgeous swell of her behind revealing bare, brown skin. He pressed gently to her body as his hands roamed higher, capturing her tiny waste between them. She responded in kind with a soft sigh and meeting his challenge. Abbie turned in his arms and what he saw in her eyes caused the fragile feeling of happiness he’d had to shatter. Though she smiled at him, her eyes held finality. She wouldn’t stay. Her eyes told him that she was pulling away. She wouldn’t deepen this beyond what it was.

“You just can’t see what you do to people. The Outer Banks: that little shack on the beach. It wasn’t much; the fan barely moved the air, but that time that you’re so hell-bent on putting in the rearview, that’s when I found you. That’s when I knew. You left that place but I’m still there.”

Abbie leaned over the railing to take in the sight of the waves. The oversized Henley that she’d slipped on outlined the sway of her back and kissed the middle of her thighs as it shifted in the ocean breeze. Her chin-length hair caressed the side of her face and she absentmindedly tried to tame it from the wind by tucking it behind her ear.

Danny leaned against the doorframe and took in the beautiful woman in front of him. It was his idea to rent this shack on the Outer Banks. Their romance may have happened quickly but it was hot and heavy. He’d wanted to take their relationship to the next level but he could feel Abbie pulling away. They talked a lot but everything Abbie shared with him was superficial. She had walls up with mounted guards that he was desperate to get past. They may have started off pushing each other to be the best in their Quantico unit, but they quickly began pushing each other in different ways.

He watched her now, and felt a sensation within his chest that he had never experienced before. He saw her open and vulnerable for the first time. He’d found her. It was in that moment he knew that Abigail Mills would hold his heart forever. The sight of her standing there made him harden but it wasn’t just about sex. Not anymore and not with her. He had fallen and he wasn’t sure if the world would ever right itself again. If he was honest with himself, he hoped it neve would.

Moving behind her, Danny brushed his fingertips against the side of Abbie’s legs and lifted the shirt over the gorgeous swell of her behind revealing bare, brown skin. He pressed gently to her body as his hands roamed higher, capturing her tiny waste between them. She responded in kind with a soft sigh and meeting his challenge. Abbie turned in his arms and what he saw in her eyes caused the fragile feeling of happiness he’d had to shatter. Though she smiled at him, her eyes held finality. She wouldn’t stay. Her eyes told him that she was pulling away. She wouldn’t deepen this beyond what it was.

I wrote my version of  how the finale should have went. Hope you guys like it

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After Pandora’s box exploded, the last thing Ichabod saw before everything went dark was the blinding light with the power of the ancient gods.When he opened his eyes, he had to blink a few times to make sure what he was seeing was real: he was at home, sitting at the kitchen table and Abbie was in front of him, with a smile on her lips that didn’t followed her on the eyes.

“Calm down Crane, that move wasn’t that bad”

He furrowed his brows and looked at the table. The chess board was set up and they were in a middle of a game. Apparently, it was his turn, but he could not even process what was going on. He took a chess piece on his hands, amazed on how tangible it felt.

“I do not understand”  He gasped, looking at Abbie. Was she real? He was afraid to find out. He was afraid to touch her and see her dissapearing right before his eyes again.“Is this a dream?”

Abbie smiled, shaking her head. She was so painfully beautiful, he thought to himself. There was something peaceful, almost holy about her, a light that was always there but it seemed to shine brighter than ever.

“You’re not dreaming, not really .We are, technically, in the waiting room between life and and death”  Abbie looked at him steadily, grabbing the chess piece from his hand but never touching and moved across the board, smiling to herself as she made the game harder for her partner, while Crane felt the urge to hold her hand.

“If this is correct, we don’t have much time. We must find our way out.’ 

 He stood up from the table just to stop after seeing that Abbie was not following him; instead she kept looking at the chess board, waiting for his move. It felt like an eternity when she finally said:

“You don’t get, do you? I can’t come back Crane. You have to go alone.”