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-–— STEAMING MUGS : FLUFFTOBER DAY 4

first time writing for conrad 🫶 i don't have much to say but i just wanna mention i'll be busy this week and next week because i have lots of tests, but i'll probably still be able to post in time. also please don't be afraid to comment or send me any feedback for my writing, i appreciate all the reblogs and reblog comments too mwah | flufftober | navigation

summary: waves crashing, kettles hissing, and taylor swift. there's no better sound than these things. (this is such a bad summary💀)

warnings/cw: no y/n, belly's sister, maybe some canon breaking???

word count: 0.7 k

paring: conrad fisher x you

Laughter filled the air as you and Conrad started running towards the snowing beach, a sight you never got to see until he could finally start driving.

You and Conrad had been testing the waters lately, making sure the both of you wanted this before committing to anything. Ever since the events of last year went down, everyone's emotions were scattered, and both of you knew better than to jump into something serious at a time like that.

"I win!" He laughs breathlessly, placing his hands on his knees in a slightly bent position. He looks at you with that wide smile you adore.

"No fair! Your legs are longer!" You whine back, you've forgotten how tiring the trip from the beach house to the beach was at times, and it seemed even harder in the winter.

"Oh, shut up. C'mere." He takes your hand and pulls out his phone. He stands behind you and wraps an arm around you as he plants a kiss on your cheek, taking the photo. You look down at the photo, laughing softly. Both your cheeks were red from the cold and a smile that wouldn't wipe off.

An idea pops into your head and you take his phone, playing the perfect song for something that was a weird sight for you but oh, so, fucking beautiful. You look back at him with a cheeky smile and hand him the phone. "Still remember the dance for the debutante ball?"

He shakes his head, his smile forming into a grin. That night was one of the worst of his life, but also one of the best. "How could I forget? You stepped on my feet all the time during practice." He takes position with you as you shake your head, a wider smile on your face.

"That was not my fault, you couldn't stay away from me." You sigh as the both of you start to dance, the only thing that fills the air is the waves softly crashing and the slightly muffled music.

"As much as I loved that, it was fucking freezing." He slips his coat off, helping you take off yours before turning on the fireplace to help the both of you keep warm. You head over to your bag and pull out two packs of hot chocolate. The summer house was always cleaned out before everyone left, so there was little to no food at all in the pantry or fridge.

You set the water to a boil and as soon as it starts to hiss, you pour the water into the mugs, mixing it and watching as the water turns into a comforting mix of chocolate and marshmallows. Conrad comes over, wrapping his arms around your waist as his lips start to leave light kisses on your cheek. A laugh escapes your lips and you sigh, nothing felt better than this.

"Let's warm-up, you're freezing." He mumbles into your neck before slowly pulling away, taking the steaming mugs from the counter, and bringing them over to the living room. You take a seat on the floor and stare at the fireplace. "You sure this isn't just an excuse to cuddle?"

You press your legs against your chest and look over at him as he sits down beside you, shaking his head and taking a careful sip of his hot chocolate. "Nuh-uh. If I wanted to cuddle, you'd be willing to anyway." He smirks as you roll your eyes and lay on his shoulder.

"Mom would kill me if she found out I snuck out. Thankfully Belly promised to keep it a secret if I brought her a souvenir." He lets out a laugh and lays his head on yours, taking your hand and placing it on the warm mug. You watch as the steam escapes, the warmth of the mug and his hand, plus the fireplace is enough to keep you warm.

"I love you, you know that?" He mumbles out, not wanting to ruin the moment. You nod once and let his free hand cup your face, tilting your head to let your forehead meet his. "I mean it. Prettiest girl in all of Cousins. Actually, scratch that, the entire world." You let out a soft chuckle and lean in, both your lips meet and let the kiss escalate into something bigger.

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-–— AUTUMN CHILL : FLUFFTOBER DAY 2

day two is finally here!! just a small sort of disclaimer, i have never experienced autumn/fall before but i am a lover of the season and aesthetic so this is just my idea based off of photos and films. also i'm back to my roots i love that for me 🫶 | flufftober | navigation

p.s. i appreciate your guy's love for the first fic. jellydoger liking my fic was definitely a small fangirl moment for me

summary: a game of hide and seek in the forbidden forest ends with worry over your cold hands

warnings/cw: no use of y/n , lots of descriptions , lmk if there's more

word count: 0.7k

paring: draco malfoy x you

Hogwarts always had a special charm to it when the chilly seasons came. The castle was already decorated with pumpkins and the air had never felt better, oh, and the leaves. The crunch as you step on them, how beautiful they look on or off the trees. Autumn in Hogwarts was definitely something worth experiencing.

Which is how you were able to trick Draco into a small game of hide and seek with you after some drinks in The Three Broomsticks. "I know you're here somewhere, darling. The leaves aren't really your best friend today." He calls out in a teasing manner while you were trying your hardest to not step on said leaves, no matter how crunchy they seemed.

The closer he got, the more you started to rethink your hiding spot. There weren't many places to hide in the forbidden forest besides trees, trees, and more trees— and as tempting as hiding in the leaves would be, that would be too much work— so you had to act fast and quick.

You quickly found a clear path but Draco was always close behind, staying still and silent to find you quicker. As you continued to run, you were definitely running out of breath, so as soon as you found a big enough tree to hide behind, you sat there and scanned your eyes all over the forest. Shades of orange and red fill your vision.

He felt close by as if he was right behind you. You weren't too tense since besides harmless creatures frolicking around, it was just the both of you, but you still had to keep your guard up. Something did catch your eye though: a leaf in the shape of a heart. Some parts of it were bent, but it also seemed natural.

A smile grew on your face as you continued to look at it, carefully pocketing it with the worry of getting it crushed. What you didn't realize, was that Draco—

"Boo!" He quickly taps your shoulders and yells, laughing as you flinch and slap his arm instinctively. "Draco!" Your breath was heavy, but you couldn't help but let out a laugh as well. He crouches beside you, your back pressed up against the tree and your legs curled up to your chest.

He had a soft smile on his face, perfect gray-blue eyes, and beautiful, kissable lips. He was perfect in your eyes, you were perfect in his. He leans in and gives your lips a soft peck before taking your hands in his.

"Your hands are freezing, love. I told you, you should've worn your gloves." He frowns, slipping off his own. "It's fine, I promise. I don't need yours, don't worry." She takes his hands to stop him, but he gently nudges them away, slipping one of his gloves on your hand.

"If you won't take both, at least take one. Mother made them..." He smiles, admiring the black gloves with the signature 'M' embroidered on the top with silver.

You look at the glove with a smile, it didn't fit properly, but it felt like it did too. Your eyes meet his and you let out a soft giggle as you noticed his face, his nose was pink, as well as his cheeks. You gave a soft kiss on all three spots, his cheeks seemingly getting more pink.

"The autumn chill hasn't been too kind to you now, hasn't it?" You tilt your head to the side a little to admire his face a little more, a small smile on your face. He chuckles and shakes his head, his blonde hair moving along.

"Maybe, maybe not. How about we warm up in the castle? The others are probably there as well anyways." He stands up and offers a hand to you, taking it graciously. "Sure. Oh, I wanna show you something I found!" You say as your smile grows wide, pulling out the leaf you found.

"Isn't it beautiful?" There was a sparkle in your eye, he loved that about you. He nods and smiles wide, wrapping an arm around you as if to warm you up from the cold weather. "Mhm, just like you." He kisses your head as both of you walk back to the warmth of the castle.

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-–— FLANNEL SHIRTS : FLUFFTOBER DAY 3

i was supposed to post this yesterday but i was incredibly tired, anyways this is shorter and personally not one of my favorites so far, but i hope you guys still like it 🤸‍♀️ | flufftober | navigation

summary: nothing sounds better than being wrapped around in scott barringer's flannel shirts

warnings/cw: no y/n

word count: 0.5k

paring: scott barringer x you

Flannel shirts were his brand at this point. You see a tall, dirty blonde boy wearing any type of flannel, it was most likely Scott. Whether the season or weather, he would be wearing one.

It was something you noticed when you first met him, his blue flannel shirt just seemed like a style choice until a couple of weeks later when you noticed he had almost every color imaginable. And as you grew closer to him, the thought of wearing one of them sounded like one of the best comforts right next to his warm embrace.

The bell that rang throughout the wooden walls of the classroom snapped you out of your thoughts and started to pack your things alongside everyone. "I was thinking, since we have to do that reading over the weekend, why don't we just read it together? At least the first few pages."

His raspy voice was always something you loved about him. "It's not a bad idea. How about after classes tonight in the common room?" You move closer to him as the both of you walk, not too close to cause stares. He nods and looks into your eyes, a silent look that you understand despite it saying a thousand words.

It was late at night, and you and Scott were curled up on the couch together surrounded by the other Cliffhangers who were reading or just talking with each other. But you couldn't focus as Scott read the book aloud so the both of you could be on the same page, your gaze was focused on his flannel shirt.

It was a darker color than his other flannels, but it complimented him well, especially at this time of the year. You didn't even realize that he had stopped reading until he spoke. "You still there? I feel like you're not as interested in my reading." He chuckles out, adjusting his position.

"Hm? Oh- Scott, you know I could never be tired of your voice.” You smile softly and yawn. It had been a long day of assignments, classes, and cleaning duty in the kitchens after all.

"Yeah, alright that may be true, but are you sure you're not focused on anything else?" He wraps an arm around you, your body is starting to feel even warmer, like a fuzzy type of warm. "I promise." Your gaze moves back to his flannel and a smile forms on your face.

"You know, if you really wanted to borrow it, you could've asked me in the first place." A small grin was forming on his face as he put the book down and slipped his flannel off, draping it over you. You feel your cheeks warm up in embarrassment but also as a way of showing your gratitude.

"It was obvious, wasn't it?" You bite your lip and rest your head on his shoulder, sighing softly. "You've been looking at me more than usual whenever I wear them. How much more obvious could you get?" He smirks and sighs, opening the book again and staring to read.

You couldn't tell what was more comforting in this moment, his voice as he read, his flannel around you, or maybe just him in general. Maybe it was all three. Either way, it was a nice feeling that got you even more all warm and fuzzy.

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-–— BAKE MY DAY : FLUFFTOBER DAY 1

heyy i'm backk!! this is probably the first thing i've written in so long and first time i've used second person so excuse the writing for now, and this is my second time writing for anakin which i really am excited and nervous for so i hope i did him justice once again 🫶 | flufftober | navigation

summary: cold air is dawning on coruscant, as it is that time of the year again, and nothing sounds better than comfy sweaters and baking cookies.

warnings/cw: no use of y/n , 'cockblocker' , (lmk if there's more)

word count: 0.6k

paring: anakin skywalker x you

"Oh- don't forget the flour!" You yell out from the room. Anakin lets out a small chuckle and grabs the flour from the pantry. It was starting to become chilly in Coruscant and as much as they adored the sunsets your apartment had to offer, it was always like a freezer.

You walk out of the hall in one of his sweaters, a wide smile on your face as you see everything set up and ready to go. You grab your datapad, which already has a recipe for cookies set up on the screen. They started mixing everything up and it was going quite well, music was playing in the background, and the sun was already setting out to become a beautiful orange sky.

Anakin slips the tray of dough into the oven and shuts it, setting the timer up before looking at the counter. He heads over to you with a warm smile on his face and cups your cheek, kissing your forehead. "You're so...beautiful." He mumbles. You mirror his smile, a smile he could never get tired of seeing— until you notice a look in his eyes that feels too familiar.

"Why are you giggling so much?" You look at him with a questioning look as he bites down on his lip and looks down, shaking his head. "Oh, no reason. But you might wanna look in the mirror." He slips his hands away, trying to contain his laughter as he leans against the counter and crosses his arms.

You quickly head over to the closest mirror and gasp, half your face is covered with flour. "Oh- Anakin!" You grumble, trying to get it off of your face. Your eyes land on the counter, bits of flour still visible. You make your way over with fast steps and rub your hands on it before running them down his black shirt, laughing softly.

He let out a dramatic gasp and his eyes landed on yours. "How dare you!" He runs his hand down your shirt, making you gasp. "No- no, how dare you!"

And soon enough, they were running around the apartment with flour all over them. In their hair, on their clothes, and even on their face. After a while, Anakin had her pinned on the couch, their laughter dying down until only their heavy breathing could be heard.

The tension was thick, the same thing running through their heads. His eyes scanned her entire body, even covered in flour you were an angel in his eyes. Before they clashed with each other, the timer finally ended. You swore you heard him mumble 'cockblocker' and let out a small laugh.

The cookies were perfect, in all their heart-shaped glory, just the way they shaped it. He picked one up with his hand and immediately dropped it, hissing softly. "God, that's hot!" He shakes his hand around, a laugh coming from you. "They just came out of the oven, what did you expect?" She moves closer to him and takes his hand, kissing each of his fingers softly.

"Feel better?" She looked into his eyes, they were like a whole other galaxy. "Hm, not quite." He smirks before leaning in and kissing you, it was on the cusp of being rough and gentle. The way their lips fit together was like a perfect puzzle piece, truly made for one another.

You both slowly start to pull away, whispering on his lips. "How about we take a shower? I deserve it after you turned me into a wompa." He chuckles and shakes his head, their foreheads against eachother. "No, no. You're perfect, but we do definitely need that shower. Then we eat the cookies."

"So are you telling me you'd still love me if I was a wompa?" You smile, a soft laugh coming from you. "Wompa, Loth-cat, I don't care. I'll love you until every star in the galaxy dies."

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-–— FLUFFTOBER 2023

-— welcome to my first ever flufftober! i've been wanting to get back into writing so why not do something special for one of my favorite seasons. these will range from small blurbs to full on fics

–— the dates on the posts might change due to me being busy with school, especially with my exams coming up, but i hope you guys enjoy everything 🫶 | navigation | taglist

bake my day with anakin skywalker october 10

autumn chill with draco malfoy october 12

flannel shirts with scott barringer october 14

steaming mugs with conrad fisher october 16

bear hugs with anakin skywalker october 18

s'more pillow fights with conrad fisher october 20

coffee date with clay beresford october 22

meet me in the pouring rain with theo nott october 24

haunted with anakin skywalker october 26

sweater weather with draco malfoy october 28

spooky masquerade with theo nott october 30

give me something good to eat with anakin skywalker october 31

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i completely forgot to set this up, but comment here if you want to be apart of the taglist for flufftober! it can be for a specific character, every fic, etc