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Day 13 of @flufftober 2021! (It requires a log-in to AO3 because AI scrapers scare me.)
J proposes an idea to Nova.
#flufftober#flufftober2021#neonnova#djneon#no straight roads#nsr#nsr neon j#nsr djss#dj subatomic supernova
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Reposting the link to my flufftober 2021 series - and listing each one below if you want to pick and choose:
when i'm with you (everything's alright) - Agents of SHIELD, Daisy x Lincoln, Canon Compliant
time and time and time again - Legends of Tomorrow, Rip x Miranda, Pre-Canon
the life i've made (with you) - The Flash, Westhallen, AU
a family found (and forged anew) - Arrow (Show/Comics blend), Oliver Queen & Team Arrow, AU
come watch the stars (with me) - Agents of SHIELD & Avengers, Bobbi x Clint, Pre-Canon
to save a life (and fall in love) - The Flash, Hartmon, AU
with friends like these - The Avengers, Steve x Sharon, AU
love is stored in the pastry mix - Legends of Tomorrow, Ray x Nora, Ray x Nate, Nate ~ Nora
i can't give you my heart (because it's already yours) - Arrow & The Flash, Olivarry, AU
love and chaos (makes a family) - Legends of Tomorrow, Rip & Legends, AU
don't ever forget (you're part of us) - The Flash, Westhallen, AU
rest a while (and i'll be here) - Krypton, Segdam, AU
now that we're (finally together) - Legends of Tomorrow, Steelatom, AU
one good turn (deserves another) - Agent Carter, Peggy x Daniel, Jack x Sarah (OC), Post-Canon
together (we make our own light) - Arrow (Show/Comics blend - sequel to 4), Saracon & Merlyn Family, AU
guilty of (loving you) - Ace Attorney, Wrightworth, AU
home is where (my heart is) - Arrow & The Flash, Olivarry, AU
wardrobe change (or not) - Legends of Tomorrow, John & Sara, Constangreen, Canon Nudged To The Left
i love you (and i'm trying my best) - The Falcon and The Winter Soldier, John & Lemar, Pre-Canon
to tell the secrets (of my heart) - Thor, Loki x Sigyn x Angrboda, AU
being here (with you) - The Flash, Westhawne, Pre-Canon
how (not) to flirt - Arrow & The Flash, Olivarry, AU
don't close (your heart off to me), Ace Attorney, Wrightworth, Canon Nudged To The Left
rain, rain (go away) - The Flash, Hartmon, Canon Nudged To The Left
family matters - Ace Attorney, Phoenix Wright & Others, Canon Nudged To The Left
cupcakes (and the bonds of friendship) - The Avengers, Steve & Bucky & Tony
a little (means a lot) - The Flash, Iris & Caitlin, Canon Compliant
i care (about you) - Legends of Tomorrow, Constangreen, AU
why don't you just (listen to your heart?) - The Flash, Thallen, AU
to rebuild (and reforge) - Ace Attorney, Wrightworth, Canon Compliant
a party (with family) - The Avengers, Loki x Sigyn x Angrboda, AU
#thirsty thursday#flufftober2021#agents of shield#the avengers#arrow#the flash#krypton#legends of tomorrow#ace attorney#thor
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Kink/Fluff-ly! For the month of July!
(Since my requests are closed rn, you can comment a character you want me to write a prompt down here for! ^^ I don’t know if anyone will actually want to, but please like and share so others can see this! ;v;)
Update! (I’m going to close requesting on the 7th of June! Since I’m going to work on these in order so I can release them daily during July, I’ll need them to be all ready and done before then! :> if they aren’t all filled by the date, I’ll fill in the rest myself if need be so don’t feel pressured to request!)
(GN = Gender Neutral F = Female M = Male)
(Status ~ closed!!)
1st ~ first time “uh… um… so, where does it… go? (Chihiro)
2nd ~ pervert “Hahh… you're so hot w-when you do that.” (Kagehara ~F)
3rd ~ lingerie “come on! Please try this on!!” (Mukuro ~M)
4th ~ edging “nghh!!~ p-please, I can’t take it anymore!” (Kyoko ~F)
5th ~ masochist “mph! Can… can you slap me again?” (Nagito ~GN)
6th ~ sadist “hehehe~ you like being messed around with, don’t you?~” (Nagito ~GN)
7th ~ tied up + gag “MPHHH!!~ ahhh~” (Korekiyo ~GN)
8th ~ toys “Ah! B-be gentle with that!” (Mikan ~GN)
9th ~ breeding “Ahh~ Fuck, I want to fill you up so bad…” (Nagito ~GN {Afab})
10th ~ cock warming “p-please! S-s-stop movi- Nghh~” (Shuichi ~F)
11th ~ threesome “Oh, you feel so good right now, don’t you?” “Heheh!~ It’s all over their face!”(Nagito +Hajime ~GN)
12th ~ aphrodisiacs “p-please… ah, it burns, I need… you.” (Miu ~M)
13th ~ public / gets caught “AGH! I-it’s not what it l-looks like!!” (Makoto Naegi ~GN)
14th ~ humiliation “ehhh~ s-stop… embarrassing me… I can’t help it.” (Byakuya ~GN)
15th ~ roleplay “why not we just get this over with, huh?” (Fuyuhiko)
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16th ~ “but you’re so warm!” (Komaru ~GN)
17th ~ “shh, I’m here, I’m here.” (Hajime ~GN)
18th ~ “you look so gorgeous in that.” (Sonia ~GN)
19th ~ “please… just one more?” (Seiko ~GN)
20th ~ “ugh… you're lucky you’re so adorable…” (Byakuya ~GN)
21th ~ “I-I didn’t mean to say that!” (Ryota ~GN)
22th ~ “but I don’t wanna let go!” (Mikan ~GN)
23th ~ “Hm? Why did you stop?” (Izayoi)
24th ~ “awww you’re blushing!” (Kokichi ~GN)
25th ~ “please, hold me.” (Shuichi ~GN)
26th ~ “you know I’d do anything for you, right?” (Juzo)
27th ~ “you always take my breath away.” (Kyosuke)
28th ~ “hop on, let me give you a piggyback ride! (Chisa)
29th ~ “stop hogging the blanket!!” (Hajime)
30th ~ “you…. You bring something out of me I’ve never felt before.” (Mukuro ~M)
31th ~ Day off TvT hehe
Please I’m begging you guys > <
#kinktober#flufftober#flufftober2021#kinktober 2021#kinktober Danganronpa#danganronpa v2#danganronpa#danganronpa x y/n#danganronpa v1#danganronpa v3#danganronpa fluff#fluff#danganronpa x reader#smut#writing prompt
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Better late than never!
You still have some WIPs lying around from last year? Or better yet, they're finished by now, you just never found it in you to post them late? Or maybe you weren't even here last year but you like the prompts?
In that case, we have good news for you 😁 introducing:
Catch Up August!
A month in which you can publish your previously unpublished creations from flufftober2021 as if it was October 2021 again, day by day. So on August 1st, post your creation for prompt 1, on August 2nd, post whatever you've created for prompt 2, and so on. We'll reblog your work as we did before.
You don't remember the list or the rules? No worries, check out our post from last year!
Tags to make reblogging easier for us: #flufftober2021 #catch up august #day [x] #[fandom] #[ship/character]
Make sure to either mention or tag us - we'll check both, but tumblr is weird sometimes. So to be safe, do both.
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Flufftober Day 24: Caught in the Rain
I vow to get last year’s fics finished before this year’s event!
TK was lost. Completely and utterly lost. Literally and figuratively.
With every step he took, his legs ached and his lungs burned and oh my God, was Texas always this hot? But the pain was something, and something was better than nothing, so TK ran.
He darted down another residential side street, hoping to avoid having to stop at a traffic light. The street looked vaguely familiar, but they all did around here, just another reminder of how far he was from home.
When he heard footsteps behind him, he moved to the right, so the other runner could pass. He had no such luck, however, as the other runner fell in sync with him instead.
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Title: "The Things I do For Love"
Not me finishing last year's prompts still pfft nope... For day 3 of @flufftober 2021 prompts!
Flufftober 2021 - Tumblr | Ao3
Fandom: BBC Merlin
Prompt(s): "Lazy day in"
Relationship(s): Mordred & Daegal (Platonic or slash)
Rating: Gen
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 3,259
Daegal reached up and grabbed the handle as he neared the last door along the corridor. His expectations were already faltering as the door was usually left a crack open. The rush of the breeze from open windows usually coursing through the small gap. But he ignored it as he focused on not dropping the platter and pushing the door open.
Though his faltering was correct and he should have known something was wrong the minute he approached the door.
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The sunlight that streamed in made Daegal groan and roll over in bed. The bumping of items and Merlin's calling voice was another factor to his everyday morning. The same style of clothes put on as his hair was ruffled and the same two words muttered from Merlin before he served him breakfast.
Everyday was the same and he wouldn't change it as it became something he held onto and couldn't even ponder letting it go.
His steps to the trip out to the stream not far out from the citadel were the same. Same number, same path and the familiar rushing water that beat against stones under his shoes as he crossed the paths.
Flowers were in hand as he walked back to the castle eventually after some time spent out there. Season from season the colours and structure of the petals changed. White and flowery, delicate sky blue and velvet to the touch, others a vibrant announcement of colours.
They were then laid on the side of a platter of whatever breakfast was served that morning, waiting to be placed in the vase he knew sat in its place on Mordred's desk.
He knew the way through the castle by heart, like the back of his hand. The number of steps and twists and turns never changed as he expected the normal of what he encountered every morning.
The bickering and yelling from the king's chambers as he passed by, followed by seeing whatever poor servant was tasked to wake up Gwaine. The Queen already started her Morning duties but not before she stopped by Elyan's room for a quick chat.
Leon's chambers next with the doors open as well as he sat having a peaceful breakfast while conversing with George. Lancelot's was closed shut, probably to block out the noise that could be heard from his fellow knights. Then came Percival's room who was in the midst of being not quite awake but not asleep either.
Daegal reached up and grabbed the handle as he neared the last door along the corridor. His expectations were already faltering as the door was usually left a crack open. The rush of the breeze from open windows usually coursing through the small gap. But he ignored it as he focused on not dropping the platter and pushing the door open.
Though his faltering was correct and he should have known something was wrong the minute he approached the door.
Candles were still cold at the wick, curtains hung flaccidly blocking all sun that was normally enveloping the room. No Mordred lounging on the window sill with a book in hand or a breeze coursing through everything from windows that were almost always open. It quickly became what wasn't everyday, instead something he'd never seen before.
He backed up, looked outside, and checked the doors of the hall making sure it was indeed the right room. As unfortunately for him, it was. He returned in and kicked the door shut with his foot.
The slamming noise he at least expected to wake up Mordred if he was still asleep. But no movement came from the human-shaped blankets on the bed.
"Mordred?" He called out cautiously.
"Hm?" A hum came from the blankets.
"What are you doing?"
"Trying to sleep."
Daegal set down the platter on the nearby desk. "Did you not sleep well last night?"
"I did."
"Why are you still in bed?" He placed the flowers in the vase on Mordred's desk before he walked over to the side of the bed. "Are you sick?"
"No," Mordred's nonchalant tone of voice came back.
"Then?" Daegal questioned. "You're usually up before the birds."
"I fear the birds might have beaten me today."
Daegal chuckled lightly. "Well, come on." He nudged Mordred who was still a ball on the bed.
"No, thank you."
He rolled his eyes. "Come on, get up." He pulled the covers off of Mordred revealing the drowsy Druid. Still dressed in his nightclothes, and hair a nest of tangled curls as he laid with a pout on his face.
Daegal smiled and patted his leg as he left his side. Feeling an ounce of sympathy for Mordred as he never was like this.
Mordred sat up in bed as Daegal threw open the curtains and opened the windows. "No," he whined, "too bright." He pulled the blankets back over his head huddling into another ball on his bed.
"Mordred," Daegal called in fond exasperation. "You're being impossible today."
"I thought you were okay with impossible?"
"Ridiculous then," Daegal provided.
"I thought ridiculousness was rather fine also?"
Daegal sighed as he sat back down on the side of his bed.
Mordred pulled the blanket down from his head as he felt the bed dip only to smile up at Daegal. Giving him one of his usual smiles, half-cocked and this time; mischievous.
He rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Stop… that." He tossed the covers back over Mordred. His laughter followed while Daegal got up and made his way over to Mordred's wardrobe.
"That, what?" Mordred asked. He leaned upon his elbow as he snatched the covers down once again.
Daegal threw open the wardrobe doors. "You know what."
"If I knew what the what was, I wouldn't be asking what the what is."
Daegal chuckled, "Nothing, Mordred." He fumbled with each item as he attempted to navigate Mordred wardrobe. Everything organized, much of what he expected, but didn't make it any less harder of rummaging through his friends clothes. Where were his shirts?
"It was something?" The knights tone almost a whine as he pried for an answer.
"Something and nothing," Daegal repeated their words together. A small burst of realization guided his movements as he finally found a tunic. "If you stopped anything, you wouldn't be you." He continued as he turned around, tunic in hand. "Now, get up!" Daegal chucked Mordred's tunic at his head as hard as he could.
It hit with much of an impact before Mordred yanked down the tunic. "I am up!" He exclaimed. His hair, far more of a mess than before. "Now this, is not up." He proceeded to pull the covers back over his head and laid down once again.
Daegal groaned as he marched over and threw the blankets off him and to the floor before pinning Mordred to the bed.
"I will drag you out of this bed." His serious facade hardly composed as he only smiled more, with Mordred's contagious joy plastered on his own face.
"Go ahead," Mordred teased.
Daegal grinned. "Asked for it."
Mordred regretted his words shortly after as Daegal's hands wrapped themselves around his ankles and yanked him. A yelp of surprise being his first reaction rather than trying to stop him.
"Wait—no, no, Daegal!" He sputtered, far too late as he slid to the floor, blankets with him and all as he landed with a hard thud.
"Ow!" He rubbed the back of his head from the impact it made with the floor.
Daegal stood, staring down as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Can you please get up now?"
He received an unamused gaze that looked up at him through messy dark curly hair. He smiled, uncrossed his arms and held out his hands. "Come on."
His hands were grabbed as Mordred was pulled to his feet. The position lasted all but a split second till the knight was on his bed and the remaining sheet was pulled over him.
"Mor—" Daegal sputtered over his words before he sighed. "I'm leaving!" He turned on the ball of heels and walked towards the door.
"Wait! Come back."
He paused where he stood, the door a meer couple of steps away.
"Please?" Mordred begged. "I'll get up?"
He sighed. "Fine."
Turning back around he was met with Mordred sitting up on his bed. He cocked an eyebrow. "Well?"
"Over here." Mordred swung his legs over the side of the bed.
Daegal moved closer. He held out his arms in a what now way before letting them drop back down to his sides.
Mordred motioned with his fingers, beckoning Daegal towards him more than he already was.
"Mordred," He warned.
"Closer."
He did exactly that and inched closer to the bed. Before he knew it he was staring down at blue eyes and a content smile. He fought his own expression and rolled his eyes. "Now?" He said, trying to push some annoyance into his voice.
The distance was little lasted as Mordred leaned forward, wrapping his arms around his midsection.
Daegal shook his head and smiled with exasperated fondness, letting his arms wrap loosely around Mordred as well. He sighed again. They didn't have time for all the shenanigans Mordred was pulling. "Your breakfast is getting cold."
He received a half-shrug, Mordred's face buried in Daegal's tunic. Getting any sort of reaction out of Mordred was always hard, with suppression and a lack of understanding for them. Never acknowledgement but full of desperation for some hook to place such words and feelings upon.
"And you're gonna be late." Daegal continued. But despite his own words, his arms never moved from around Mordred.
"Not to mention—"
A yelp escaped as he was tugged down and collided onto the bed. Mordred had pinned him down with a wide grin on his face before he collapsed right next to him among the sheets.
"Mordred!" He chided him, playfully shoving his shoulder as he tried to act agitated or exasperated. But the smile on his face told otherwise as Mordred giggled at his actions.
He sighed and laid back in the sheets. "You're gonna be the death of me."
"I hope not."
"If you hope not, then you—" he jabbed a finger at his chest, "need to get up."
"Why?"
"You have things to do, places to be."
"Other people can do them."
"Mordred, you're a knight."
"And you have brown eyes," Mordred stated.
"And yours are blue." He brushed Mordred's hair out of his face that was covering his said blue eyes. His bangs were beginning to hang slightly in his eyes, his hair had grown a bit.
"Now stop changing the subject." Daegal moved from the gentle touch and lightly flicked Mordred's forehead.
"I'm not—"
"Deviating the subject then," He corrected. He knew Mordred's games all too well.
"Why must I get up when I have the world right here?"
He scoffed, "no, you don't."
"Then we can pretend."
"No, we can't."
"Who says we can't?" Mordred looked towards him
"I don't know, maybe… the king?"
He received an unimpressed smile at his desperate attempts to find a reason.
Sighing, he flopped back onto the bed, facing towards the ceiling. Finding nothing but the castle structure in front of him, he ridiculed the impossible. "How do you pretend you have the world?"
"Look up."
"I am. It's your ceiling, Mordred."
"Use this." He tapped the side of Daegal's head.
"It is being used, you just...obfuscate words. And rhyme and reason and everything we're told to make sense of."
"Then let my words do just that."
Daegal scoffed. "It's hard to grasp them when they're never there."
"Not never there, just misplaced."
"Well, find them quickly, please." He rolled to his side to face Mordred. "Because then I'll be bored."
"Bored?" He questioned. "Without my words?"
"Empty nothingness."
Mordred smiled at the pout Daegal would later argue was not on his face. "Not true. You hear that?"
He heard many things. Mordred's soft breathing, his own breathing, the beating and rush of his heart in his ears. His own thoughts that were screamed in his mind accompanied by Mordred's gentle lingering question that pondered. He heard everything yet nothing at the same time.
"Silence?" He asked.
Mordred shook his head. "The birds," he said.
"What b—" a hand was clamped over his mouth.
He heard it. Beneath the wind, the rustling of leaves, the dim quiet of the rising sun over the icy chill of the fading night. A faint constant chirp echoed, but it was quickly countered with another so different yet the same. The base banter of a call and answer, constantly switching off while farther in the distance, weaving in and out, a stringed ribbon of sound cascaded through the air. Support in an enchanting harmony that started and ended in a dark timbre of sorrowful voices.
More joined in and dropped out. Some with a sudden urgency to leave while others took their time like a wadding boat in the ocean that was slowly paddled to shore. Other voices played a game of hide and seek. Some truly doing so, jumping in and then quickly dipping out only to jump back in again like to sew a needle and thread. All while others faked the illusion, masking and hiding itself behind important chimes but far too important to be absent in the end.
The natural symphony of the dawn chorus that would soon end. Only to be treasured once in its pattern of only that moment.
Mordred's hand pulled away.
"Those birds," he whispered. His words, some sort of proof to tell Mordred you're not crazy. Even if the action to say it was not needed, he treaded carefully with a smile.
"Why do you pretend?" He continued, his voice soft and steady.
"I never said I did." Mordred corrected. "I said, for you to do it."
"Do I not have an imagination then?" He took on a faux hurt tone, pulling back his smile from the dip the conversation had taken.
Mordred chuckled, "far from it, but requires proper usage."
"Proper usage?" Daegal questioned. "Then is yours not getting proper usage either?"
Mordred looked towards him. All mischief and play gone from his demeanor. "Why pretend when I already have it." He spoke in all certainly of a proposition, and with it stated, he let his head fall to rest on Daegal's shoulder.
Daegal let out a huff as he finally gave up on any qualms to get Mordred out of bed. Instead, he let his hand come up and tangled itself in his hair, careful not to yank a single strand as he carefully combed his hand through the curly tangled mess of hair.
"Something else?" He tried. A conversation was never that easy with Mordred. Hidden motives or brushed and hidden away thoughts that troubled him always seem to linger if he didn't push on.
He felt a small movement from Mordred.
"Maybe it's easier that way."
"Easier?" He questioned.
Another movement he placed as a nod.
"Easier…"
He left the statement bare and unaccompanied, in absence of his own words to pry at Mordred's thoughts.
This was not how he was expecting his day to go at all. Expecting the normal actions that happened every morning that would then be followed by his normal routine of things. But instead Mordred threw him in for a sudden change. Not a bad change if Daegal could disagree with his earlier statements. Bad in the sense of Mordred's knightley duties but not so much of how much he was enjoying these moments with him. He knew Mordred all without knowing him and his smaller unique things that still made him, him.
Of pretending things were not what they actually were, to playing a cat and mouse game of words. A game Mordred so loved to play, yet he never gave any answers or a factor of winning or losing. Strung into play, there was no end in sight but maybe he wanted that. A never ending maze for him to be stuck in, a loop that would never make the moment end.
The small daze left him with his thoughts. The sound of banter that had grown closer with the patter of boots before fading off again drawing him out. More voices slowly filled the halls along with doors being open and closed.
The day was moving on and getting late. He looked over and sparred the discarded breakfast a glance before seemingly making his decision.
"Mordred?"
He waited for an answer but only his voice lingered in the uninterrupted silence of the room. He carefully removed his hand from Mordred's hair and glanced down at him. A sighed escaped him seeing Mordred's eyes closed and his chest rising and falling in a calming pattern. Though, he couldn't find any frustration at the predicament.
Headstrong was something he found came like a symptom to being a knight or even something of a higher or lower position. The King and Merlin both on opposite ends but equally tasked in their own ways of duty. Often time shoving important normal daily tasks aside to work on certain skills, which would lead to the neglect of health.The importance of their duty came before eating or simply resting when they should.
Even if Mordred hadn't meant to fall asleep at the moment, Daegal didn't want to wake him. Or couldn't wake him for that matter as the white lie bleed through from Mordred's earlier words and Daegal now saw how exhausted he looked.
He should wake him so he could eat breakfast, get changed, then attend the meeting that was scheduled in due time. They would be late, terribly late if he didn't wake Mordred that minute.
To wake him though? He didn't have the heart, hardly wanting to take a deep breath out of fear of waking him. Would that minute turn to two, then five, then far longer that they weren't considered minutes anymore?
They would get reprimanded surely by both Arthur and Merlin. Daegal more so, from Arthur given his position as a servant. And Mordred being him, would divert the blame off of Daegal, telling Arthur it was his fault. Arthur so far wrapped around Mordred's finger would hardly chide the other boy, Merlin in turn giving them both an equal lecture.
So terribly late they were, in fact, missed the meeting altogether. Breakfast would grow far beyond cold, the candle mark telling it's time for lunch. Maybe the only thing to wake them up would be Merlin's seeking words, worried and concerned about the sudden disappeared teenagers.
But Daegal could care less about everything that was possibly to come. More worried as he pulled the covers over Mordred and partially himself. The window he opened brung in a crisp breeze, and with Mordred still dressed in a thin tunic and trouser, he would surely grow cold.
If only Daegal thought of beforehand what he was going to do if he himself fell asleep. His eyes felt heavy as they desired to succumb to the peaceful breeze and slumber that coursed throughout the room.
Maybe he could fall asleep? Then, there—safe. So impossibly safe that the reversed connotation that was usually secure arms wrapped around him held the exact feeling of then. Mordred fast asleep on his shoulder and his fingers caught loose in his tunic. An unspoken gesture of—you're safe—as Daegal never moved but instead pulled Mordred closer and held him tight.
What was a couple of minutes? Let his eyes rest somewhere he felt safe. And If not a couple of minutes, but hours. When the sun set so, and the stars Mordred worshiped so much were visible once again. Not imagination and the need for something that Daegal couldn't give, couldn't make better for his friend.
Was he allowed this? Were they allowed this? Something so simple and comforting it could make everything better...
What was one day?
#bbc merlin#bbc merlin fanfic#virusfanfic#sir mordred#mordred#bbc mordred#daegal#bbc daegal#daegal & mordred#daegal x mordred#i forgot how to tag my fics on here again#this is what happens when you don't post fics for two months#oh!#flufftober2021#fluff#fanfiction#day 3#not me uploading fanfic at 1:30 am...#okay enjoy!#awotc#morgal#bbcm daegal
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I would like to ask for Charlie/Hermione with the prompt “caught in the rain”. I’m thinking they start dancing or kissing in the rain. But I’m cool with wherever your muse takes you.
@flufftober Day 14 ~ Slow Dancing
Title: Rainy Kisses
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Charmione
Summary:
When a sudden shower threatens to ruin Percy and Audrey’s wedding, Charlie is there to save the day – and Hermione is all too happy to help along. After all, she knows what a big softie Charlie truly is.
Rating: General Audience
Warnings: none
My dearest friend, I know this took a long while to be posted - but I hope you still love it 😘
#flufftober2021#day 14#harry potter#charmione#hermione granger#charlie weasley#fluff#dancing in the rain
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“Surrender now, unless you’d like to see the inside of Davy Jones’s locker!” She held her blade to the sailor lass’s throat to make her point, holding fast to the sailor’s hands to keep her from causing any trouble.
“I don’t mean to put up a fight,” the sailor stammered. “This here is just my little supply ship, to bring food and drink from port to port - and for the weary travelers out at sea.”
“Search the decks!” the pirate captain ordered and her men stampeded across the deck of the little ship. Only then did she lower her blade, though she kept her grip on the sailor’s hands. “I hope you have enough supplies to share with me and my crew.”
“Certainly, if it’s to your liking I could prepare a feast for you and your crew tonight in my own kitchens.”
“And you ask nothing in return? Not gold, nor jewels, nor sights unseen?” The pirate captain grinned.
“I would not dare test a pirate’s generosity.”
“You are a clever lass.” She let the sailor’s hands go. “I accept your boon. Where are these kitchens of yours?”
The sailor led the pirate captain past her enterprising buccaneers, down into the hold of the small ship, into the dark, smoky kitchens, lined with tin and hung with dried goods, where one of her crew was already enjoying some cured meats left out to dry.
The captain stepped aside and motioned for the sailor to begin as she had promised. “Tonight, we shall have a feast.”
“There are some supplies I shall need,” the sailor said. “Eggs from the chickens, and a barrel of meat from below.”
“Do as she says,” the pirate captain said to her crewman.
He eagerly ran off to fetch the supplies and alert the rest of the crew of their good fortune.
Soon half the room was ablaze and the air rich with the smell of meat and spice and baking bread. The sailor worked at what must have been a frantic pace, but seemed only natural, chopping here, kneading there, stirring, tasting.
“You are a craftswoman,” the pirate captain declared. “And you could have no more appreciative an audience.”
“You are too kind,” she said but did not look up from her work.
The captain stepped nearer, so the sailor nearly bumped into her as she turned from one task to another.
“If you are going to stand in the way, you may as well help,” the sailor said, though she immediately faltered.
However, the pirate captain acquiesced. “What would you like me to do?”
And so she joined in kneading and chopping and stirring. They danced across the galley, passing each other one way then the other, one step nearer, one step back, reaching and twisting just out of each other’s way.
And then she stopped directly in front of the sailor, catching her flour dusted hands, her sweat and soot streaked hair in wild disarray, and stole a kiss from spiced lips.
“You could have a place on my ship if you liked. The best ship’s cook in the fleet.”
“And what if I refused?”
The pirate captain released her hands. “If that is your will.”
The sailor smiled. “I will consider it.”
Day 14 of Under the Summer Sun
@writersmonth word: wild | setting: on a ship
@augustwritingchallenge Food Truck
@flufftober Slow Dancing and Cooking Lessons
#v writes#original fiction#wlw#pirates#cooking#flirting#writersmonth2022#au_gust_2022#flufftober2021#catch up august
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Title - The Enemy Of My Enemy Has To Be An Alley... Right?
Summary - It's time for Michael, Gabriel and Alex to return to Vega but there are still trust issues between Gabriel and Alex. Hopefully a car ride might help with that.
Warnings - N/A
Rating - General Audiences
Fandom - Dominion (TV) & Legion (2010)
Word Count - 1826
Prompts - @flufftober [Catch Up August] (Meddling Friends) / @mfbingo (Hurt/Comfort) / @fandombingo ("There won't be a next time") / @anyfandomangstbingo ("Can you both stop fighting? It's awkward enough being in the car as is") / @badthingshappenbingo (Arm in Sling)
Below the cut are just the bingo cards themselves.
#flufftober2021#catch up august#mfbingo#fandom bingo#anyfandomangstbingo#badthingshappenbingo#dominion syfy#legion (2010)#archangel michael#archangel gabriel#alex lannon
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Home (Trifecta)
also available on ao3 :)
written for @flufftober day 17 - prompt: domestic fluff
Kirishima was surprised to be greeted by silence when he opened the door. He would usually hear Hiyori playing of Yokozawa preparing diner, but that night, there was nothing. He took off his shoes and tiptoed quietly to the living room to see why no one had heard him.
He couldn't help smiling before the sight that greeted him. Asleep on the couch, Yokozawa was holding Hiyori who was sleeping on him. Next to them, Sorata was sleeping on the table.
Kirishima took his phone to capture the scene.
… Then, he couldn't help sending it to a colleague (or four).
#flufftober2021#sekaiichi hatsukoi#trifecta#kirishima zen#yokozawa takafumi#kirishima hiyori#drabble
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Flufftober 2021 - Master List
Based on the prompt list provided by @flufftober.
✨AO3 Series Link✨
Quick Links for each Tumblr Post:
1・2・3・4・5・6・7・8・9・10・11・12・13・14・15・16&17・18・19・20・21・22・23・24 ・25 ・26 ・27・28・ 29・30・ 31 (same as 11)
There was no one fandom, one pairing; this is an assortment of the various fandoms and pairings that I’m interested in, including my first fic in TFATWS, Elite, and Hudson & Rex. I am happy to announce that all the fills are done!
Fandoms Include: TFATWS, Daredevil, SEAL Team, 9-1-1, 9-1-1 Lone Star, The Old Guard, Elite, Hudson & Rex
Pairings Include: Sam Wilson/Bucky Barnes, Bucky Barnes/Matt Murdock, Clay Spenser/Trent Sawyer, Brock Reynolds/Jason Hayes, Ana Flores/Taylor Kelly, Eddie Diaz/Albert Han, Andy | Andromache/Quynh |Norkio, Marjan Marwani/Nancy Gillian, Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Ander Munoz/Omar Shanaa and Charlie Hudson/Jesse Mills.
Enjoy reading!
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Day 14 of @flufftober 2021!
Just a pair of object heads slow dancing by the fireplace. That's all.
#flufftober#flufftober2021#no straight roads#neonnova#djneon#nsr neon j#nsr djss#dj subatomic supernova#nsr
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don't ever forget (you're part of us) for the Director's Cut ask game?
Okay, so this fic - part of flufftober 2021 - was only my second ever Westhallen fic, and much like the first was born out of the belief that they deserved better, especially Eddie, after his experience being held captive by Eobard, and the idea of Iris and Barry leaving their boyfriend love notes because he's been struggling recently just really called to me. This was one of the first to establish the 'No Zoom S2' and Eobard just being dealt with instead of listened to because the latter in particular had always bothered because why?? Would you ever have trusted him?? And knowing I could just pop that in the background without having to put in a lot of lead up was great.
The love notes were definitely my favourites, though, even though only two are actually shown. First we have Iris's:
Dear Eddie,
I just wanted to let you know that I love you so much, and you’re one of the kindest, sweetest, and most supportive people I know.
Love,
Iris
This one did involve little projection on my part because he is one of my faves, but only a little because this is pretty clear in canon and I'm pretty sure everyone in Team Flash and beyond can see this. And then I had Barry's:
Eddie,
You’ve always been a good friend, even when I haven’t deserved it. When I tried to save you after your arrest, you ended up being the one comforting me – you saw what the real problem was and no one ever really had before. You’ve no idea how much that meant to me back then. You’re the best friend anyone could have – and the best boyfriend.
Love,
Barry
While the show did have a few missteps in S1 (Barry's entitlement and the waterfront cheating kiss) for the most part Barry and Eddie had a pretty solid friendship, and that moment was one of the absolute highlights, because we have Barry, the hero of the show, actively prepared to break the law because he can't bear to lose someone else he loves - and Eddie, the would-be rescuee, accused of murder with a lot of evidence against him, stopping him because he has faith that Barry can exonerate him the right way. It's one of the best moments of the episode and the show and I wanted Barry to tell Eddie just how important this moment was.
And for a little while I considered writing out every love note, but I ultimately decided against it because I think these two set the stage well enough that I could just summarise the others - the two of them telling Eddie that they're lucky to have him, that he's an integral part of Team Flash (because that was definitely one of the roots of his insecurities, feeling like an outsider), and that he's one of the best parts of their lives.
In any case, the three of them get to talk it out in the last scenes, Eddie feeling so much love towards them for realising he was starting to spiral and stepping to help how they could, reminding him that he is loved and that he is important - striking back at Eobard's claim of his 'footnote in history' status becuase he will never be a footnote to them, not ever, and Eddie thinks he's very lucky indeed, and I felt that was an excellent place to end it.
Director's Commentary Ask Game
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I just found and read your flufftober2022 and I'm so happy to find it. It is so good. I also went to your profile(?) and read flufftober2021 and guess what? It's one of the things that are worth reading! But I see one chapter is said to be undergoing changes, so Imma add in my notes to get back to that chapter another time. Plus it's a chapter that contains smut, so I can't miss it hahahahahahahah also I already planned my time to read your other works and I need to finish it fast because the new semester is about to open soon in a few days 😩 so yeah thank you for giving us all of that 🥺 Love you so much 🥰
Hey-hey! (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ
I'm so, so happy to hear you're enjoying this year's Flufftober and that last year's is to your liking too! Participating in this monthly event is great for me to be able to stay creative, and while writing, I found that I idealize to love and to be loved just the way I write Levi & Hanji together.
With that said, for me, this month is about healing, so I started paying a little less attention to the story and circumstances, and start giving them space to prosper and grow in their relationship.
I'm happy to hear your amazingly sweet words, dear! The chapter you've mentioned from the first Flufftober fic from last year is indeed going through some changes at the moment, but by the end of the month I'll try to work it out too just nicely and everything will be alright in regards.
I am very grateful that you took the time to send me feedback, so thank you! Truly! ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა
Stay tuned for some more & I genuinely hope you're going to enjoy the rest of my works just as much! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ⋆｡°✩
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Hi, I'm planning on participating this year but I'm kinda picky with what I like to write so I was wondering, is it okay if I used prompts from other years that weren't just the ones listed in the substitutes?
Hey there 😊
I mean, part of the challenge kinda is to follow the list 😅 but of course, you can use our old prompts - we'll simply tag them with the tag from previous years (flufftober2021 & flufftober2022) so no worries 😊
Happy creating!!
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First time
https://archiveofourown.org/works/51773938
by Jaythanislove
Derek y Stiles se conocen por primera vez... o algo así
Words: 301, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Español
Series: Part 16 of Flufftober2021 Jaythanislove
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale
Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Additional Tags: Child Stiles Stilinski, Child Derek Hale, Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale is a Softie, Stiles Stilinski is a Little Shit, Neglected Stiles Stilinski
read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51773938
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