#day 30 of fluffcember

[amypihcs]

Since for the catholics this is the year of the jubilee and they're all trying to get their indulgence i just thought oh well, better for me to try and sin as much as possible, no?

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[fanfics4all]

Warming Up

Request: Yes / No Fluffcember Day 30! 

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Bellamy Blake x Fem!Reader 

Word count: 475

Warnings: Just warm comfy fluff!

Prompt(s): Warming Up

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Winter on Earth was nothing like winter on The Ark. Up in space, the seasons didn’t change. It was always the same cold, metal walls and the constant hum of recycled air. But down here, snow covered everything in a thick, glittering blanket, and the air bit at any exposed skin, leaving everyone in a constant state of shivering. 

Bellamy and I were bundled up in layers, huddled in a small abandoned cabin, that was somehow still mostly intact. It was dark and cramped, but it had a fireplace and right now that was enough to make it feel like paradise. 

“You know what you’re doing with that?” I tased as I watched him try to light a fire with some wood we managed to scavenge. 

“Have some faith. I’m not gonna let us freeze out here.” He gave me a look, smirking. 

The first finally caught, the small spark flickering to life, and warmth started to spread in a tiny circle around us. Bellamy tossed a few more small logs on the flames and sat back, smacking the soot from his hands. He looked rather pleased with himself. I scooted closer, desperate for any bit of warmth. 

“Better?” He asked, scooting close enough that our knees were touching. 

“A little.” I said, rubbing my hands together and inching even closer until our shoulders touched. Bellamy wrapped an arm around me, pulling me into his side. I rested my head against his shoulder, breathing in the scent of smoke and the faint earthy scent of the forest that clung to his jacket. The warmth of his body seeped through our layers and I felt a bit of tension slip away as the fire crackled softly. 

“It’s almost hard to believe there’s any peace here.” He said quietly. 

“Like, there’s a whole world out here that doesn’t know anything about what we’ve been through.” I nodded, resting my head against his shoulder. 

“Sometimes, I wish we could just stay in moments like this. Where it’s just us, the quiet, and nothing else.” He shifted to look at me, his face softened by the glow of the firelight. 

“Hey…” He took my hand and laced his fingers with mine. 

“We’ll find a way to have more moments like this… not just surviving but living. Together.” There was something in his voice, a promise that was unspoken but understood. Despite everything we’ve been through, he still carried this hope that we could have something better. When he looked at me that way, with such certainty in his eyes, I couldn’t help but believe him. I leaned in and kissed him, feeling his warm soft lips against mine. The chill of the room melted away as his hands gently brushed my cheek and for a moment, it really felt like we were the only two people in the world.

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[untimelysituation77]

@fluff-cember, Days 21 (cabin in the snow), 22 (snow storm), 30 (warming up): Nothing to see here, just Reno and Rude being surprised by a snowstorm during a recon mission to Icicle Inn and finding shelter in an abandoned cabin. Too bad there's only one blanket... yeah, I'll uh... see myself out.

[icycoldninja]

FLUFFCEMBER DAY#1 (Sephiroth x reader)

Bad hair day

Sephiroth grumbled at his reflection in the mirror, dragging the hairbrush through his long, silver tresses. "Why today, of all days?" He sighed, cursing inwardly. Out of all the possible days his hair could have chosen to be stubborn, it HAD to pick today, didn't it? For context, today he had a board meeting with all the firsts, Director Lazard, and President Shinra himself. To show up with messy hair would be an embarrassment, to say the least. He groaned frustratedly, trying in vain to brush out a severely tangled knot. Sometimes, he regretting letting his hair grow out so long. "Hey, angel." A familiar voice resounded from behind, causing him to turn and face its owner. "Oh, hey, Y/N." He greeted smiling softly. You grinned and walked up behind him, noting the excessive force he was using to de-tangle his hair. "Having trouble?" He nodded miserably, yanking on a stubborn tangle with the brush a few times, before giving up and resorting to combing through it with his fingers. "Don't do that, you'll ruin your hair," You said, clicking your tongue. "Here, let me." You picked up his hairbrush and began brushing out the long silver locks with gentle strokes. "Thanks, Y/N." Sephiroth muttered, as you bent down to deal with the bottom portion of his hair. "No problem." You replied, finishing your brushing. "There. Silky smooth as always." Sephiroth nodded, opened his mouth to say something, hesitated, then said, "Y/N....would you..." He cleared his throat loudly, "Braid my hair?" Your eyes widened. Never in your life did you imagine Sephiroth would ASK you to braid his hair. "Absolutely!" You declared, rummaging in your dresser for some spare hair ties. Sephiroth sat down on the bed while you set to work, weaving his silky hair up into a nice, neat plait down his back. Once you were finished, you stood back to admire your handiwork. "Beautiful, if I do say so myself." Sephiroth stood up and viewed his new hairstyle in the mirror. "I agree. It's beautiful." He slung the plait over his shoulder, pressed a kiss to your forehead, and said, "Thank you, Y/N."

Needless to say, he attended that board meeting with his hair in a plait, and though everyone was thoroughly confused, no one dared say anything because no one ever questioned the great Sephiroth.

[ate-the-wordsmith]

Ihr betagter Nachbar hat vorhin geklingelt und Thorsten gebeten, ihm zu helfen. Thorsten hat Sebastian schon ein paar Mal davon erzählt. Der Wagen des Nachbarn springt oft nicht an. Es ist ein älteres Modell, bei dem irgendetwas mit der Zündung nicht mehr passt. Sebastian hat sich nicht gemerkt, wo genau das Problem liegt. Auf jeden Fall muss der Nachbar dringend weg und es braucht offenbar Thorstens magische Hände, um den Wagen zum Laufen zu bringen.

[snow-system-wol]

Fluffcember Day 30, Favorite

Somehow S'ria had gone through life without the thought process of developing “favorites”. Such a long stretch of no control over anything, food or appearance or activities or location – and then, perhaps, compounded by rarely being flush with gil. He'd rather work with the other Rogues, grateful for his home, and use the savings of buying some communal items in bulk instead. S'ria could've developed preferences during that time, but there seemed to be a mental block. He'd recognize disliking something, but ranking degrees of positive regard was… new.

It'd taken G'raha a few conversations asking about S'ria's favorite treats and such to realize this.

S'ria didn't even seem to have much of a favourite color.

After that, he'd – subtly at first and dropping that once S'ria quickly caught on – tried to help him label new things as something he really liked or not. Just little “next time we come here, would you want this again or something else on the menu, do you think?” or without any pretenses, asking him to slow down and think through his opinions and reactions for a moment.

S'ria took to it clumsily at first, but gratefully all the same. It began to come more naturally to him, unpromptedly leaning over to G'raha to share his findings, to his delight. S'ria seemed to enjoy things more when he started to consciously evaluate the experience in the moment a bit.

Alphinaud had said S'ria never seemed to have more than a little enthusiasm for the holiday season. This year, that seemed different, with him being very present and relaxed. At the end of Starlight, they'd rang in the new year with a kiss, a tradition neither of them had any cause to concern themselves with before their reunion (Thancred slightly egged them on, true, but the encouragement was honestly not needed.)

Afterwards, amidst the sounds of cheerful celebration and the echoing bell tolls, S'ria drew back to tell G'raha that yes, this did seem to be a holiday tradition he liked, if G'raha was wondering.

(And it turned out S'ria did have a favorite color, after all. It was red – though blue was close behind.)

[directionerplusgleek]

Gally was only slightly cursing his friends for deciding they should go on holiday together. There was a certain amount of smug pride he carried for being able to ice skate while watching his friends flail as they learned, but the temperature was dampening his mood significantly. One thing he hadn't missed since leaving Canada; the damn cold.

Not only that, but the cabin Thomas and Minho had booked for them wasn't exclusively theirs. It was more like a hostel, which they were sharing with another group of friends holidaying from the US. Gally wasn't the biggest fan of people, so suddenly finding himself crammed into a cozy space with his best friends and five strangers was... challenging.

Especially once the cabin lost power.

Submission for @fluff-cember 2024 - 30 Warming Up

[fluff-cember]

Fluffcember 2024

Heyho.

@alpaca-clouds here!

I was asked whether I would create Fluffcember as an official challenge this year, and I thought to myself: You know what? Why not?

Hence this blog - and a really early posting of the list.

Rules

This is a 1-month-challenge for fluffy fanworks.

All sorts of fanworks (art, writing, graphics) welcome.

We will however not accept any AI-Art or AI-Writing!

SFW and NSFW is both welcome - but please make sure to tag it accordingly.

Tag CWs if you share under this tag!

No minimum or maximum word count for writing!

We will reblog entries during the month of December!

If you have questions: The asks are open!

Full list of prompts under the cut.

Day 01: Roasted Marshmallows

Day 02: Winter Flu

Day 03: Snow Man

Day 04: Christmas Sweater

Day 05: Northern Lights

Day 06: Gingerbread House

Day 07: Condensed Breath

Day 08: Sparkling Snow

Day 09: Sugar Rush

Day 10: Carols

Day 11: Slippery

Day 12: Skiing

Day 13: Fire and Ice

Day 14: Winter Soup

Day 15: Naughty List

Day 16: Chocolate

Day 17: Snowed in

Day 18: Mistletoe

Day 19: Fondue

Day 20: Fairy Tales

Day 21: Cabin in the Snow

Day 22: Winter Storm

Day 23: Confessions

Day 24: Christmas Tree

Day 25: The Perfect Gift

Day 26: Forgiveness

Day 27: Family Gathering

Day 28: Cold Turkey

Day 29: Mint

Day 30: Warming Up

Day 31: Fireworks

Alternatives:

Hot Bath

Fallen Through The Ice

Holiday Decoration

Homecooked Meals

Coming Home

[oldfashioned-lovergirl]

❃ FLUFFCEMBER 2024 ❃

day 03: snow man - nico rosberg x reader

song rec: out of touch - daryl hall & john oates

“broken ice still melts in the sun, and times that are broken can often be one again.”

note: this is my favourite for now. it was so fun to write.

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

You just moved in a house in Germany. It was a dreamy place, especially in winter.

A white cloth of snow covered your yard. You and your dog, Britney, loved to play outside in the cold weather. One day, you were just back from work when you found your neighbour waiting for you outside your property.

Ah yes, your neighbour, a 30-something year old divorced dad, very cute and very blond, who apparently didn’t have time to introduce himself yet.

“Your dog destroyed the snowman my daughters made.” He began, in a harsh tone. Is ‘hello’ out of fashion now?

You frowned. “What?”

He pointed to the part of the courtyard that your houses shared. You could just see a heap of snow in the middle. “I don’t see any snowman.”

“Well maybe because your dog destroyed it, as I just said.” His tone was more annoyed now. You still couldn’t understand what he wanted from you, so you kept looking at him, raising your eyebrow and shrugging. He sighed. “Let me explain it in easier terms. My daughters are here for Christmas Holidays and I want them to have the time of their lives. Please, keep your dog at bay.”

Whatever, you certainly wouldn’t let that ruin your day, so you went on like nothing happened. But the next day, at the same hour, he was there, once again. Arms crossed and furious blue eyes.

“What now?”

“My kids built a snowman again. And your stupid dog destroyed it. Again.”

“Hey! Don’t call my dog ‘stupid’!” What a dick. He was seriously starting to get on your nerves.

“You lock your dog then!”

“I won’t! Britney is free to do what she wants!”

He scoffed. “Of course you named her Britney.”

“What’s wrong with that name?” As you were about to insult him further, you realized you had no time to waste with that asshole. You stomped past him and opened your house. “Why don’t you tell your kids to build a snowman in your side of the yard?” You slammed the door behind you.

The bickering went on for a few days, until you decided to straight up ignore your neighbour, hoping he eventually would give up. And a week later he finally did. You weren’t welcomed with his presence complaining in front of your home, at which you were kinda sorry for, somehow. Instead, all you could hear were laughters. Kids’ laughters.

Two girls were running around the courtyard, jumping and playing with Britney. Well, that’s new. You couldn’t help but smile at the sweet sight.

Your smile faded when you saw your neighbour walking towards you. Oh, here he is. You prepared yourself to hear the same, if not angrier, scolding words. But, surprisingly, he wasn’t showing the usual serious expression. “They seem to have fun.”

You couldn’t believe he was actually able of using a kind tone of voice. “Yeah.”

“Maybe we have found a way to keep all three of them busy and happy.” He added, before turning towards you and offering you his hand. “My name’s Nico, by the way. I’m really sorry for the way I behaved. It may have been a little excessive.”

“Only a little?” You asked sarcastically, but shook his cold hand nevertheless. He had a strong hold. “I’m Y/N.”

All of a sudden, your dog ran fast to greet you, followed by the two girls. “Brit–“ you didn’t even have the time to formulate her name, that the dog threw you on the ground, and obviously Nico with you. You ended up literally on top of him, as the dog made a turn and went back to the girls.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” You tried to steady yourself, sinking your gloved palms in the snow by his sides. “I’m really doing everything to make you like me, right?”

Nico laughed. “Don’t worry.”

You stared at him laughing, in awe. You had never seen him smile. “You have snow in your hair.”

[gremlin-girly]

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Similarly to Roomate!Steve - this all started as a prompt from Kinktober and stuck!

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Fluffcember 2024 Fluffcember Day 1: Roasted Marshmallows 💖 - word count: 298

Ari Levinson (Red Sea Diving Resort)

Kinktober 2024 Day : Massage Fluffcember 2024 Fluffcember Day 7: Condensed Breath 💖- Word Count: 1k

Ionian Sun 🔥- Word Count: Part of @/steviebbboi 's 200 Follower Writer challenge

Curtis Everett (Snow Piercer) Kinktober 2024 Day 25: Drunk Sex

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Sam Wilson/Falcon/Captain America Flufftober 2024 Flufftober Day 2: "On your left!" 💖- Word Count: 1k Flufftober Day 12: "This is spooky." / "Really?" - 💖 Flufftober Day 28 - Betrayal 💖

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Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow Flufftober 2024 Flufftober Day 6: Mistaken Identity

Yelena Belova / Black Widow Flufftober 2024 Flufftober Day : "Don't do that!" / "But..." 💖 Word count: 1k

Kinktober 2024 Day : Competence

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Dean Winchester (Supernatural)

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Sam Winchester (Supernatural)

Fluffcember 2024

Dean, Cas, Sam and Jack

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Baldur's Gate 3 Characters

Scratch, Lae'zel and Tav Flufftober 2024 Flufftober Day 19: Paw 💖

Halsin Flufftober 2024 Flufftober Day 5: Acorn, Chesnut, Pinecone 💖

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[amypihcs]

Fic Masterpost

Doing some bit of admin work! Finally putting together a masterpost!

Code:

red: unfinished/still in progress

blue: retirement fic

One chapter fics ↓

The tenth time is the good one!

Cold Case

An Ideal Helpmate

The latest vegetable alkaloid

Care for a drink

What's in a shave?

Words of care

First party - Last party

The adventures of Dr Watson

Bonded Pair

Serenade

One whole layer of oysters

Inked in Love

Forever

A man's craft

And So This Is Christmas...

Multichapter fics ↓

5 Times Holmes Startled Watson Awake

To a good year

A thousand apologies

Back to School

(5h+w)(5s+j)

Fanfictions for fanarts <- just for tidyness

Holmes and ww1 ↓

The war service of Sherlock Holmes

Vacation by the sea

Rugby shenanigans ↓

Time for some practice

Touche

May prompts - in the order i wrote them with their number on their side ↓

6) Cold 20) Do-Over 10) Choice 18) Blanket 11) Secret 19) Weather 5) Awkward 22) Night 2) Box 17) Chaos 1) Open 23) Apology 12) Family 24) Imperfect 15) Nightmare 26) Manipulate 16) Experiment 27) Jealousy 7) Calm 28) Empty 8) Hobby 29) Hero 9) Intimidate 30) Journey 3) Familiar 31) Pride

For they never lived AU ↓

For they never lived

Re-furnishing the cottage

Kidnappings

The Damaged Detective

Christmas tree

Where did you find it

cozytober 2024 ↓

1. borrowing a sweatshirt or a coat 2.Wrapped in a soft fuzzy blanket 3. Chilly fall day 5. Hot tea or chocolate 6. Cuddles after a bad day 7. Smell of freshly baked goods 4. The slight smell of smoke in the air 11. Unexpected family gathering. (15 and 16) The Damaged Detective 14. Admiring fall colours 22. Too freaked out to sleep alone

Fluffcember 2024 ↓

Roasted Marshmallows Winter flu Snowman Christmas Sweater Gingerbread house Condensed breath Sparkling snow Sugar rush Slippery Skiing Fire and Ice Winter soup Naughty list Chocolate Snowed In Mistletoe Fairy tales Cabin in the snow Winter storm Confession Christmas tree The Perfect Gift Forgiveness Family gathering Warming up

[venturelovebot]

Fluffcember Day Thirty One: Fireworks

A/N: Well folks, it's officially over! I hope you enjoyed Fluffcember 2024 as much as I have! I hope we all have a wonderful new year filled with even more great Venture content! Prompt list is by @fluff-cember! Written in headcanon format. Comments and reblogs are deeply appreciated but not necessary! That's all for now!

Warnings: None! Pure fluff!

🎄 The two of you are cuddled up on the couch as you watch the final minutes of the year tick by.

🕊️ However, it seems that sleep threatens to overtake you at any second.

🪽 You glance at a nearby clock again– 11:30 PM.

⛄️ You're hardly keen on staying up for thirty more minutes.

❄️ A soft sigh escapes your lips.

☕️ "I think I'm going to bed. I'm tired." You lightly complain.

🍪 Sloan nuzzles you affectionately.

🎁 "That's exactly what I was about to do." They add.

💫 You raise an eyebrow.

🔔 "Really? I thought you'd want to stay up for a New Year's kiss." You point out.

🎄 "I do." They admit. "Except, when I think about it, there isn't a single day that goes by that I don't kiss you. What makes a New Year's Eve one so special?"

🕊️ You think about it for a minute.

🪽 "I guess you're right. It's really just hype. There's not really a difference between today or tomorrow." Your eyelids droop further and they nestle into you to keep you safe and secure.

⛄️ "Let's get you to bed before you completely fall asleep." Their arms reach out to hold your figure near effortlessly, lifting you up in their toned arms and carrying you off to your shared bedroom.

❄️ It doesn't take long to hear the fireworks start going off– and the outside of your window flashes with color every few seconds.

☕️ You both crawl underneath the unmade bed covers and go back to your near-midnight snuggle session.

🍪 It's quiet except for the muffled sound of pops and bangs.

🎁 There is no big party. There are no friends over, family gatherings or unwanted attention.

💫 There is no celebration. No alcohol, no food nor stomach ache inducing sweets.

🔔 There is only a delicate warmth shared between the two of you as the minutes continue to tick by.

🎄 You wholeheartedly decide that this was the best way to celebrate in the end.

🕊️ Nothing held a candle than cuddling up to your beloved under the last few minutes of an old year.

🪽 Tomorrow would be the same– you'd wake up, see their shining face, make them coffee with breakfast and kiss them like you always did every other day.

⛄️ No sparklers, no party horns, no confetti messes to clean up later.

❄️ Just an intimate midnight in as the clock strikes twelve.

☕️ They kiss you on the forehead, but you're already fast asleep.

🍪 You both dream about fireworks underneath the navy blue midnight sky.

🎁 Holding hands.

💫 Sharing a kiss.

🔔 Beckoning in the new year.

[alpaca-clouds]

My Fluffcember 2023 List

I am going to do another Fluffcember this year as well and if anyone is interested, you are obviously very welcome to join me. I will put down the list of the prompts under the cut.

As always: Free choice of fandom and the like!

Day 01: Stardust

Day 02: Mittens

Day 03: Candlelight

Day 04: Fallen through the Ice

Day 05: Family Supper

Day 06: Hibernation

Day 07: Tea and Coffee

Day 08: Sledding

Day 09: Ice Skating

Day 10: Hot Chocolate

Day 11: Sudden Snow Fall

Day 12: Marzipan

Day 13: Shooting Star

Day 14: Pine Trees

Day 15: Starry Sky

Day 16: Christmas Alone

Day 17: Children’s Laughter

Day 18: Rainy Winter

Day 19: Christmas Cake

Day 20: Polar Lights

Day 21: The Longest Night

Day 22: Hot Bath

Day 23: Frozen Solid

Day 24: Secrets and Gifts

Day 25: Cinnamon

Day 26: Fairy Lights

Day 27: In Front of the Fireplace

Day 28: Jingle Bells

Day 29: Blood in the Snow

Day 30: Nut Cracker

Day 31: Endings and New Beginnings

Bonus Prompts:

Candy Canes

Snowball Fight

Snuggled Up

Marshmallows

Cookies

[icycoldninja]

FLUFFCEMBER DAY#30: (Nero x Reader)

I made soup

Nero knew you worked hard all day, all week, 365 (and sometimes 6) days a year. You helped him kill demons, vanquish beasts, and occasionally seal portals, all while maintaining a day job--you were truly a force to be reckoned with, and so the noble young man decided he would do something nice for you. He would make a comfort food staple: chicken noodle soup.

While Nero's culinary skills left much to be desired, he was confident he could complete this mission like he completed all the others, the only difference was that instead of killing, he was cooking, and instead of slicing up demon flesh, he was cutting chicken. Rather than roasting demons alive with his sword, he would be boiling broth. Yes, this would be easy.

After pulling up a simple recipe on a website he saw you looking at once, Nero began to collect his ingredients. Carrots, celery, onions, chicken, of course, egg noodles, and chicken stock, all of which could be found lying around in the pantry. After locating some seasoning, Nero pulled out his sword, which he sanitized earlier, and began awkwardly slicing the chicken into small cubes. Sure, the counter and cabinets got scratched a little, but who would notice?

Once he was finished chopping up the counter top, cutting board, and the vegetables, he added the latter items to the pot and began to cook them, growing more and more impatient by the second. You would be home in around 20 minutes, and the vegetables weren't even close to being done yet. He would have to speed this up artificially if he wanted to be done by the time you got home. Naturally, the most efficient way to do this is through his sword, Red Queen, and it's ability to extrude fire from the handle. Nero placed the metal monstrosity right in front of the burner, revved the "engine", and superheated the pot, allowing for the vegetables to cook quicker. He also ended up setting part of the oven on fire, but managed to put it out before too much harm could be done.

Next came the broth and water, which was promptly poured into the pot. The excessive heat from Red Queen caused the broth to sizzle and steam; the steam filled the kitchen, setting off the smoke alarm and obscuring Nero's vision. Thankfully, he managed to blindly grope his way over to the nearest window, fling it open, and watch as the steam slowly exited the house, billowing into the air and dispersing harmlessly in the evening sky. Quite pleased with his culinary prowess and quick thinking, Nero shut the window and resumed his cooking.

You returned from an exhausting day of sedentary labor about 15 minutes later, only to find your kitchen absolutely demolished, broth and water all over the floor, deep gashes in most of the furniture, and bits of crushed egg noodle all over the countertops.

"Oh my God!" You shrieked, placing your hands on your head and surveying the damage in pure astonishment. "Nero, what did you do?! Was there a demon attack or something?!"

"Course not," Nero told you indignantly, spinning around with a big steaming bowl in his hands. "I made soup."

[servantverse]

servantverse fluffcember 2024 day 30 - bride

[ no general warnings apply, minus spoilers for ShB and EW ] [ timing: post-EW] [ from a verse written with @fell-court, featuring mentions of lorenza ]

Night had fallen. A blue light settled over the rooms of the cathedral, the moonlight tinted by the stained glass windows, even reaching into the dressing rooms in the Sanctum of the Twelve. Within one such room, Camellia sat seemingly calmly at a vanity, watching as her hair was pinned back with purple wing-like accessories by Cameron.

“...Is it rude of me to say I didn’t know if this day would ever come?” Cameron asked, his voice soft, breaking the silence.

“...Perhaps if I was anyone else. However, I cannot say I expected this to happen either.”

“And yet you were the one to propose.”

Cameron chuckled, taking a brush to straighten Camellia’s hair out. Camellia only gave a soft hum in response.

The day for Camellia to be wed to Lorenza- formally, at least, and not in a quiet and very private setting- had finally arrived. Their pairing was an unusual one, and not only due to the bride being a voidsent princess- but also for the fact that Camellia had always shunned such bonds before. She viewed them as pointless, doomed to fail, and experience had taught her to be wary of others trying to become close to her.

…Yet this bond had formed nonetheless.

It had surprised most that Camellia had been the one to propose. …Truthfully, it had even surprised herself how bold she was. While the two of them had begun courting shortly after the journey to Ishgard, an Eternal Bond was meant to be something much more permanent; a show of devotion that would last lifetimes, symbolized by rings.

Camellia had never been someone certain enough of herself or others to think of such things. But shortly before the journey to the First- after watching the Scions have their souls taken, one by one- she had grown worried of becoming separated and having no way to tie herself to Lorenza, and before she had even fully thought through what she was doing, had begun crafting a ring. …Buying one seemed too impersonal for her tastes, and she wanted to be certain the fit and theme was right.

A ceremony was already held on the First, yes. But this one was a more proper one, with the fate of the world not resting on their shoulders in the process. The Endsinger was defeated, and the temporary ‘disbanding’ of the Scions allowed more room to breathe.

…Well, some things were still pressing, but…

“...Does this make you a princess consort, then?” Cameron asked after a moment.

“I would consider myself more the prince consort type. But… I suppose so, yes. …Although, Cantarella has informed me that Princess Lorenza may not remain princess for certain- the void is ever changing… Regardless, she(?) will ever remain my princess.”

“It’s quite incredible that you refer to her(?) by title even now.”

“Habit, I suppose.” Camellia chuckled, closing her eyes. “...Lorenza. I suppose I have earned the right to refer to her(?) without her(?) title.”

“And yet I have this odd feeling that it won’t stop you,” Cameron remarked, setting the brush down.

“I would argue that my princess has a different meaning to it than to refer to her(?) as your highness,” Camellia responded, opening her eyes to look back at her brother. He smiled in amusement, moving to pick up a white lily resting on the vanity.

“That is true… And you’re much more fond of referring to her(?) as ‘your beloved’ when able to.”

“She(?) is one of the few people to be allowed the privilege. …And I am one of the fortunate few to be allowed to call her(?) that, in turn.”

“Love has made you soft, Lia. It’s a nice thing to see.” Cameron moved to the front of his sister, pinning the lily into her lapel. “...I’d ask if you’re nervous, but you’ve already had a ceremony before. This should be easy, right?”

“Hm. Somehow, the experience has not made it easier,” Camellia responded, rising from the bench to straighten the coat. “...The crowd does not bother me. To have this ceremony in front of others is of no matter. What does affect me is the idea of seeing my princess beside me once more- this time away from the scorching light of the First, and having been able to recover some from that ordeal.”

“Ah- you’re worried you’ll find her(?) too beautiful to speak.”

Camellia cleared her throat, looking away from Cameron. He smiled, shaking his head as he stepped back.

“...Truly, Lia. I don’t think most would believe anyone is capable of affecting you so greatly.”

“...Then they would be wrong.”

“They would, but you’ll be fine, alright? …I’ll be there beside you. And I think her(?) highness would think it’s quite endearing if you ended up unable to say a word…”

“Cameron,” Camellia said, her tone one of warning. Knowing the warning wasn’t one of any real consequence, though, Cameron laughed, smiling brightly.

“Camellia,” he playfully responded. “I’m right! …But you’ve practiced this enough times by yourself. You’ll be fine, really.”

The sound of a bell chiming rang throughout the room, and Cameron glanced over at the doors in surprise.

“Ah!” he exclaimed. “That must be time.”

Gaining no response, Cameron looked back over to his sister who was staring at the doors in silence. He gave a soft sigh, reaching out to take her gloved hand in his own and squeeze it reassuringly.

“...Come on. Your bride is waiting for you. And you wouldn’t want to keep a princess waiting, would you?”

Camellia hesitated before finally giving a nod, taking a deep breath to steady herself. …She knew it was unlike her to act so uncertain, but… Lorenza had a way of making her uncertain. Never in a harmful way, but she was always too mindful of her every word and action in her(?) presence- afraid of making a fool of herself, perhaps.

…But she also knew that she(?) would never judge Camellia for such blunders. And this was hardly their first ceremony; it was simply… One in which both were in more comfortable states. And in Camellia’s opinion, a far more beautiful state, considering the way Lorenza’s wings had finally begun growing out again.

And as stated… She wouldn’t want to keep her princess waiting for long.

“Shall we?” Cameron asked, gesturing to the door.

Camellia nodded once more. “...We shall.”

It was, perhaps, a day of no real import to many others. But for Camellia, it would be a reminder of the steps forward she had taken to entwine her life with another’s-

And for once, the idea seemed much less scary than it may have in the past.

[snow-system-wol]

Fluffcember 2024: Day 30 -- Watch

(snowcember prompt list)

(Timing: ambiguously post ShB or later. Spoilers: N/A)

[Mild-moderate NSFW warning for dialogue, but takes place After anything has occurred]

S'ria remained curled up against G'raha's, head tucked into the space by G'raha's neck. He looked utterly comfortable, warm and laid across several blankets and pillows, and he purred quietly. If left to his own devices, it looked as though he may easily fall asleep.

For his own part, G'raha was less relaxed. Oh, he was sprawled out, body lax with satisfaction, but he was still only beginning to catch his breath again. Knowing him, he would likely not move until after a brief nap. He purred in return, but his were raspy things – like magitech struggling to start, rather than the smooth rumble of an engine.

Despite this, G'raha still spoke, taking a small breath every few words.

“I am still not certain that… I understand why you do this.”

S'ria remained unmoving. “Because I like it?”

“No, I – I know you do, but that is the part I do not understand. Why you agree to be close and choose to watch, if you don’t get, er…”.

S'ria took a measure of pity on a flustered G'raha, never surefooted with his words on these topics. “If it doesn't make me turned on, you mean?” S'ria frowned to himself, trying to figure out how to explain. “It's like… it's like listening to you talk about things like Allagan history.”

A surprised laugh interrupted G'raha's steadying breathing.

“I am not certain that Allagan history lectures and masturbation have particularly been compared before.”

S'ria snorted inelegantly. “Listen. You enjoy talking about topics that interest you, you're clearly delighted about it – so I'm happy to be a willing listener to your rambles. It's good to see you happy. This isn't really so different from that… is it?”

“I… I suppose not, in the end.” G'raha smiled. “That's… rather sweet, actually.”