#fluffcember day 29

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Mint

Request: Yes / No Fluffcember Day 29

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Ambrose Spellman x Fem!Reader 

Word count: 639

Warnings: Just fresh fluff!

Prompt(s): Mint

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The Spellman Mortuary was decked out in a strange but oddly fitting mix of holiday decorations and eerie decor. Candles flicker alongside garlands of pine, and silver tinsel caught the light, casting shadows that made the place feel as enchanted as it was mysterious. The familiar hum of magic filled the air as Ambrose and I hovered over a bubbling cauldron in the dimly lit kitchen. 

“Alright…” He said, grinning as he carefully measured out crushed peppermint leaves. 

“A pinch of mint should ass a festive twist, don’t you think?” I laughed, watching as he dropped the mint into the cauldron. The bubbling potion turned a pale, frosty blue and let off a sweet, cool scent that filled the kitchen with something between holiday cheer and mystery. Ambrose was in his element, his eyes bright with excitement as he stirred the potion. 

“What’s next Potion Master?” I tased, crossing my arms and watching him smile. He wiggled his eyebrows, looking very pleased with himself. 

“Next, a touch of cinnamon bark for warmth and a sash of star anise for luck. We can’t have a proper Yule potion without luck, now can we?” I shook my head, charmed by his attention to detail. He moved with an elegance that was uniquely his. Every sprinkle, stir, and whispered incantation was infused with precision and care. I handed him the small vial of cinnamon, watching as he added it to the cauldron. A warm, spiced aroma mingled with the cool mint. The mixture was turning into something magical, even to someone without an ounce of witchy blood like me. 

“Do I get to help?” I asked, reaching for the rod. He placed it in my hand, his fingers brushing mine, and it lingered for just a moment longer than necessary. 

“Of course, love. Give it three gentle stirs clockwise, then tap the edge twice. We want to coax out the mint’s energy, not overwhelm it.” He said softly. 

With his instructions, I stirred. I felt a spark of magic course through the rod. The potion responded, bubbling and glowing faintly and I glanced up at him surprised. 

“You’ve got the touch.” He whispered, his eyes sparkling as he watched me. 

“Maybe it’s rubbing off on me.” My cheeks warming. He chuckled, taking my hand again and guiding me to sprinkle a bit of crushed holly berries into the potion. The cauldron gave off a soft, cool burst of minty mist that swirled around us, shimmering with flecks of silver like tiny snowflakes. It was enchanting and I couldn’t help but be amazed at the way Ambrose could transform even the smallest ingredients into something beautiful. 

“Alright…” He dipped the ladle into the potion and poured a small amount into a glass vial. He handed it to me with a grin. 

“...our very own Yuletide Elixir. It’ll bring clarity, warmth, and just a hint of seasonal spirit.” I held up the vial, watching the pale blue liquid shimmer in the light. 

“What exactly does it do?”

“Ah, that’s for you to discover. It’s personalized. You may find it brings you unexpected joy, or a little good luck, or perhaps just a bit of festive cheer. It’s different for everyone.” He explained. I smiled, cradling the vial in my hand. 

“Well, let’s find out.” Ambrose took my other hand and raised the potion in a toast. 

“To us, and to finding magic in the little things.” We both took a sip and the cool refreshing tingle spread through me, like the taste of mint, snow, and spice all at once. I felt a burst of joy that seemed to light up my entire chest and I looked at Ambrose, feeling like we were the only two people in the world. 

“Merry Christmas, Ambrose.” I whispered and he smiled, pulling me in for a kiss.

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Fluffcember Day 29: Mint

@fluff-cember

Fandom: Final Fantasy IV TAY

Pairing: Golbez x Kain

Post-Canon; Golbez (+ Lunarians) live in / close to Baron; Established GolKai

"I was thinking, if I would be able to-"

"Mother! Father! I need your help!"

Golbez looked up from his report as Ceodore stormed into the throne room. Cecil and Rosa sat up a bit straighter as well, immediately alarmed. Ceodore rarely used that type of tone. Usually sticking to the principle that he was a knight of the Red Wings before he was the prince, so he needed to use some amount of decorum with the king and queen. But not right now. He wasn't even properly wearing his armour at the moment. Not to speak of the fact that he clearly hurried all the way here. So something urgent must have happened. And yet, he also shot a brief look at Golbez. Something urgent reflected in his eyes.

Golbez started to analyse his stance, as well as the demeanour with which he had rushed in. If it had been something related to the Red Wings, or a threat of a similar kind, he would have kept the professional distance he normally held. So it was something more personal.

"What can you do to help someone who's feeling sick to the stomach. Preferably someone who doesn't want white magic to be used!" he all but screamed.

Golbez raised his eyebrows. Most people would go to a white mage with the smallest of symptoms. Golbez' was rather assured that most humans and Lunarians had become too spoilt by the mere existence of white magic for ailments like this. So that Ceodore was dealing with someone who didn't like that made him suspicious.

Simply because there was only one person who he could possibly mean. Golbez bowed in front of Cecil and Rosa, looking up to see Rosa nodding at him, dismissing him effectively. As he walked out of the throne room, he kept his back straight and his posture fixed. It wouldn't do to make them worry by rushing. Though it didn't help him that he didn't know an answer to Ceodore's plight himself. Yet, Golbez did know that they had one or two books on herbology at home. Kain always calling them old relics left by his mother. When Golbez knew, full well, that he had memorised the contents.

Instead of rushing home, Golbez teleported. While it might be considered a waste of magic, he didn't care. If Kain really was sick, he needed to take the fastest route possible. Though, he was puzzled. Kain hadn't shown signs of sickness, when Golbez had left in the morning. He shook his head and entered the house.

"Kain?" Golbez called out.

As if on cue, he heard sounds coming straight from the bathroom. Coughing and hacking sounds. Golbez rushed there, having half a mind to put his papers on the next flat surface, his heart starting to beat faster and faster. Kain had seemed perfectly healthy in the morning. And now he was sick.

Though, Golbez had to entertain the possibility that Kain had just faked his well-being. To not worry, Golbez. He supposed both of them could be stubborn like this when it came to their well-being. They definitely would need to have a talk about that. But only once Kain was feeling better again. Right now, that was more important. As he looked inside, Golbez saw Kain sitting on the ground, looking up shortly, before throwing up right again into the bucket he was clutching in his hands. Or rather, dry heaving into it. Golbez was right by his side, crouching down next to him, holding his hair back as well as letting his hand glide over his back.

Kain leaned against him once he was done. Golbez decided not to look into the bucket. Ceodore had been right to rush to the castle. This was not good at all. He would need to get Kain into bed, tugged in, and then search through the books in the house. For some sort of remedy.

"Sorry," Kain mumbled.

Golbez shook his head and helped Kain to his feet. He waited until Kain had rinsed out his mouth, before picking him up in his arms. Golbez also would need to make sure Kain got something to eat into his stomach. He was already eating too few to be considered healthy anyway. And now he had probably thrown up the food of the last few days in one go.

Golbez carried him to their bedroom, laying him down on the bed and tucking him in. Taking in his appearance while he was at it. He was paler than usual, eyes rimmed red, glistening. His voice had been rough, something Golbez should have expected. If things got worse, he would get FuSoYa so he could treat Kain with white magic. And he would accept no arguments against it.

"Mint…helps…" Kain rasped.

Golbez looked up at him and sighed. He brushed some hair out of his face, frowning at the way his forehead was burning. Next time, Golbez would need to pay better attention. He should have definitely noticed something was up. For now, he would be thankful he wouldn't need to scour the books.

He nodded and added some additional blankets to the bed. Just to be sure. So Kain could warm himself up properly. Later, he would make him take a bath and air out the room. And everything else he would somehow improvise. Especially the food.

"You stay here. I'll make you a tea, alright? And see what else I can do. I'm back right away," Golbez whispered.

Kain sighed but nodded. Ultimately snuggling into the blankets, as Golbez left. He went to the kitchen, put a kettle on the stove, filling it with water to heat it up. Tea certainly would not be the only thing he could do, though. Maybe he could grind some of the leaves to a paste. Though, judging from the overall situation, he would need to get some actual medicine as well.

Golbez groaned as he searched through the cabinets to find the mint leaves. Kain rarely used them for cooking and only really when either of them were in the mood for a mint tea. Finding actual medicine in a country that had become too spoilt by white magic would be a hard task. So perhaps he would need to scour through the book later. Once Kain was asleep. And then sent Ceodore to get whatever he was missing from mixing up medicine. Surely, the boy would come and check in on Kain later. Maybe, he had come rushing in like this because he had known he would need to alarm Golbez in some way which wouldn't be too suspicious.

He had looked at him for a moment. And Kain had not been surprised to see Golbez come home so early. As if he had been waiting for him. Well, that was a step in the right direction, he supposed. Once found, Golbez put some of the leaves aside for the tea. Once Kain was asleep, he would see what else he could do with the herb. And the other herbs they had at home. Golbez sent a silent prayer to Bahamut that both of them liked to meticulously label everything, especially ingredients. It made his task much easier.

Once the water had the right temperature, Golbez put the leaves in and made a mental note of the time. The smell already pleasantly filling the kitchen. He walked back to the bathroom, remembering that Kain had mixed up some herbal medicine recently. And he did find some ointment, conveniently placed in a box with a label 'medicine' stuck on it. One sniff told him some of them also contained mint as an ingredient. He pocketed the small jars and already got a tea cup, bringing it into the bedroom.

Kain was, thankfully, still laying in bed, watching Golbez, as he came in again. Golbez sat down by the bed, placing the tea cup, as well as the ointment jars, on the bedside table, before brushing some hair from Kain's face again.

"Next time, tell me something wrong before I leave, alright?" he said.

Kain nodded, eyes drooping slightly. Golbez sighed, yet smiled, resisting the urge to bend down and place a kiss on Kain's forehead. The smell of mint having followed him into the bedroom as well. He actually hoped it would work a little bit, though Golbez knew better than to mistrust Kain's knowledge about things like this. He had survived for years without white magic, after all.

The smell seemed to calm Kain down somewhat as well. Or at least it seemed to help him breathe a bit easier. Golbez smiled as Kain closed his eyes again. He stood up to get the tea. Just so he could cuddle with Kain a little, to get him to fall asleep. And then he would go and see what else he could do with the mind leaves they had lying around in the kitchen, to help Kain feel better.

[ate-the-wordsmith]

Es ist Sonntag. Ab morgen haben sie wieder Dienst, dann ist der Urlaub vorbei. Doch heute ist geplant, den ganzen Tag im Bett zu verbringen.

[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

[icycoldninja]

FLUFFCEMBER DAY#29: (Sparda boys x Reader)

Movie night headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-Dante's movie taste has two sides: absolute chaotic bullshit or really cheesy romance movies that should only be viewed by boy-crazy teen girls.

-He will insist you watch his picks and only lets you watch yours if you beg or if he doesn't have a specific movie in mind.

-Makes a crap ton of popcorn and eats like a pig, getting salt all over the couch.

-Also brings beers for some reason. Movie nights aren't exactly a reason to drink, yet here he is.

-As the movie progresses, he gets more and more clingy; by the time the movie's finished and the credits are rolling, he's practically smothering you.

-When kissing scenes pop up he looks at you expectantly, as if he wants you to re-enact whatever the actors are doing on him.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil has had enough action and horror for his life, so it's only natural that he likes fluffy stuff, like Hallmark holiday movies.

-You'll find him sitting comfortably on the couch with a hot, steaming cup of tea and maybe a few cookies, enjoying the show and all it's cheesy-ness.

-Prefers to watch movies alone because it's quieter that way, but he won't object if you want to join him.

-He will watch whatever you decide to put on, but know that he will be silently judging every second of it.

-Can't be bothered to make the popcorn and just sits around playing with the remote while you do it. This isn't because he's lazy, it's because he doest know how and fears embarrassing himself if he tries and inevitably fails.

-The best part of movie night by far is the fact that you guys have so much fun just hanging around together. It doesn't matter whether you're paying attention the movie or not, what matters is that you're spending time together and loving every second of it.

□ Nero □

-Honestly, he would rather be kicking demon ass or messing around with his prosthetics.

-Still, he wants to spend time with you so he'll suffer through whatever you want him to watch for your sake.

-Nero likes really intense, violent stuff (as if he hasn't seen enough violence already) because he's an edgy boi. However, if you happen to be of the softer, fluffier type, he won't complain.

-He ends up getting really absorbed into whatever you choose anyway, so none of it matters in the end.

-Doesn't like to eat while watching TV. He feels that the sounds of his own chewing is always louder than the show itself.

-He does love drinking soda, though, and has a lot of it stashed in the back of the fridge, so prepare to feel bloated from all the carbonation.

[oldfashioned-lovergirl]

Day 29: Coming Home with Max Verstappen

❃ FLUFFCEMBER 2024 ❃

day 07: coming home — max verstappen x reader

song rec: christmas kids - roar

“ronette, my dear, don't ever disappear. do what you want as long as you stay here. i need vou now, love you so much, more than you could know.“

note: eheh i’m so fast with the gossips they want me at netflix

fluffcember masterlist | main masterlist

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

You and Max were just back home after Abu Dhabi, after all the celebrations. You snuck together on the couch as soon as you got into your more comfortable clothes. You two really got too little time alone together these past weeks, you really couldn’t wait for Christmas.

The weather outside the window was cold and foggy, but there, in the house, with Max’s warm arms around you, everything was so cozy.

You were actually planning to get physical with your boyfriend, but you ended up both falling asleep against one another. When you woke up, you covered him with a blanket and went to the kitchen to make dinner.

You cooked homemade pizza, you knew he loved it.

“Mmh, what a delicious smell.” Max came into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes.

You smiled at him.

As you started eating, you noticed Max was lost in his thoughts, his dish untouched.

“Everything okay? You don’t like it?”

He shook his head. “No, it’s not that. It’s…” He paused and sighed.

“What?” You were beginning to get worried.

“You don’t believe what Russell said, right?”

You frowned. “Why are you still thinking about it?”

“I mean, I’m not a bully.”

“I know.” You got up and reached for him on the other side of the table, wanting to comfort him. “All you said was perfectly understandable.” You put your hands on his shoulders. “I know you’re not a violent person.”

“Yeah, but what about other people?” He kept his eyes down.

“Who cares about other people?” You massaged his shoulders and lowered to kiss his cheek. “They’re just jealous.”

Max placed a hand on top of yours. “I hope you’re right.”

“When am I not?” He chuckled and you did too. “Now eat. This pizza is champion-worthy.”

[blues824]

hello blue~ happy december ‼️❣✨ for the fluffcember event, i'll request the future king himself✨ malleus💚 with prompts #29, #21, and #2 ✨✨ take care of yourself as the seasons change 💙☃️

You requested: Dancing in the Snow, Secret Santa, Holiday Blues

You take care of yourself as well!

Malleus Draconia

To say that the holidays were your favorite time of the year would be an understatement. You had always had the holiday blues, but they were just emphasized now that you had no way of going back to your world.

The Diasomnia dormitory noticed how you have been seeming down in mood as of late, so they decided to research some traditional human festivities. A game called ‘Secret Santa’ popped up, and after reading over the rules, they came to the unanimous conclusion that this might bring your holiday spirits up.

Now, Malleus may or may not have used his magic to manipulate the choices, as he wanted to make sure that he picked your name from the bag, and you picked Silver. Who you picked didn’t matter, however, as he just wanted to get you your gift. There was one idea that immediately came to mind, but he would hold off on that, as he didn’t want to rush you into anything.

When the day came, you were feeling worse than ever. Everyone was gone for vacation, and you and Grim were stuck in Ramshackle. However, you felt a bit better when you made the journey to the Diasomnia dormitory to celebrate. You had your gift in one arm and Grim in the other, making sure to not drop either.

The dragon prince himself answered the door, as he had been waiting for you to arrive. He led you to the area in which his retainers were speaking animatedly with one another, and you gave each of them a fake smile.

Anyway, as you gave the gift you brought to Silver, revealing that you were his Secret Santa, you learned that the Crowned Prince was your Secret Santa. You opened it and it was a very soft blanket, perfect for the winter time in Ramshackle, as it would keep you warm even as the snow fell outside.

You sat there, petting the blanket and finally giving a genuine smile to Malleus, and his dragon’s tail was figuratively waving back and forth frantically.

~~~~~~~~

He insisted upon seeing you home, as he didn’t want anything to happen to you or Grim, and he insisted upon carrying the box that the blanket resided in. As the monster that called you ‘henchman’ was asleep around your shoulders, you both whispered to each other, making sure not to wake him.

Eventually, and unfortunately, you reached the front door of Ramshackle, and you invited him in, not ready to end the night yet, surprisingly. You set the cat on your bed so that he may sleep, and you put the new blanket over him, then you turned to Malleus, who watched you tuck in the little monster.

Walking back down the stairs, you noticed that it was snowing outside, and so did the prince standing beside you. He then extended his hand out to you, looking into your eyes with such pure love that it had you melting.

“May I have this dance?”

It was a simple question, but it had you weak in the knees as you put your hand in his. You quickly found yourself being pulled outside, back into the cold, but you were pressed up against his chest. His left hand found your waist and his right hand joined with your left, and you both started spinning around.

Looking into his eyes to see he was still looking at you like you were the personification of a gasp of air after he had been trapped underwater for his entire life made your heart burst, it made you feel as though you were soaring. You smiled, and it was as though everything had turned to gold for the dragon prince.

And so you both stayed there for a few moments, dancing about in the snow, staring into each other’s eyes, finding peace in the depressing season.

[leaderpinhead]

Leona - Mint Naps

Day 29 of Fluffcember 2024 Prompt: Mint (Fluffcember) Rating: Teen Characters: Leona, Yuu, Jack Pairing: Leona/Yuu

“He’s just taking a nap like usual.” 

The words sounded like they were echoing from the far end of a tunnel, but Leona heard them all the same. He cracked open a single eye. The bright light momentarily blinded him, and he blinked until the two figures standing above him came into focus. A lazy smile stretched his cheeks. “Good boy, Jack. You brought the prefect back with you.” 

Jack coughed into his fist. Leona flicked his tail when Jack ignored him. “See what I mean? Something’s not...right, and I can’t find Ruggie anywhere.” 

“He’s probably skipped campus and found a part-time gig somewhere else on the island,” Yuu said. She stepped over Leona’s outstretched arm. Leona flexed his hand. “How long has he been like this?” 

Jack shrugged and scratched the back of his head. “No idea. The guys say he’s been out of the dorm all day, but I just found him half an hour ago. I had to shake him a couple of times to wake him up.” 

Yuu hummed and leaned over Leona. Leona was distracted by the way the light bounced off the strands of hair that had escaped from behind her ear. Her hair looked extremely shiny today. He flicked his tail towards her. 

“Have you ever seen his pupils this big?” Yuu leaned down closer. Every muscle in Leona’s body tensed. “Honestly? I’m confused why you came to get me instead of going to the infirmary.” 

“Ramshackle Dorm was closer,” Jack argued. His voice sounded like it was deeper in the tunnel now, but that could have been because Leona was so focused on the single strand of hair fluttering across Yuu’s forehead. “And I wanted a second opinion.” 

“My second opinion is you should’ve taken him to the infirmary.” Jack grunted. Yuu placed her hands on her knees as she leaned closer to Leona. She squinted at him. “Leona doesn’t normally nap in this part of the gardens, right? Grim’s been really interested in this area too. He’s been coming back to the dorm late acting the same as Leona with these little plants stuck in his fur...” 

Leona struck when Yuu reached down to touch his hair. He grabbed her forearm and twisted his torso. She landed beside him with a breathless grunt. Leona used one arm to anchor her to the ground. With the other hand, he started batting at her hair. 

“What the...” 

“I knew it!” Yuu grabbed Leona’s forearm and attempted to free herself. Her efforts only prompted a low chuckle from Leona. “Why does the Science Club keep planting catnip in the Botanical Garden?” 

“Catnip?” Jack slowly repeated. Leona lazily batted at Yuu’s hand until she started batting back. “I guess that explains the weird giggling. He’ll be fine after a few more minutes. Lucius usually calms down after an hour when someone gives him catnip.” 

“Who’s giving Lucius catnip? Does Professor Trein know?” 

“Uh...” 

Leona sighed. He grew bored of his swatting match with Yuu and repositioned her to function as a pillow. His ear flicked when she hissed. “You two talk too much. Go make a ruckus somewhere else.” 

“I can’t with you using me as a pillow!” 

Leona’s mouth twitched into a smirk. “Guess you’ll suffer until the catnip wears off.” 

“Until the—you lazy lion! You planned this whole thing. Jack! Where do you think you’re going?” 

“Sorry, Yuu! Leona was demanding I bring you to him, so I did.” 

“You’re an accessory to kidnapping!” 

Leona missed whatever poor excuse Jack gave Yuu, but he chuckled all the same. “It’s no use. The good puppy is loyal to his dorm.” 

“You and Ruggie are corrupting him.” 

“If you really wanted to get free, you’d be fighting a lot harder.” 

Yuu went still under him and didn’t immediately argue against his statement. Leona’s smirk was only broken by a yawn. He shifted into a more comfortable position. Yuu didn’t fight him when he propped his head on her shoulder. The sharp scent of the catnip filled his nose, and a minty aftertaste sat on the back of his tongue. He could already feel the side effects of the plant naturally fading. 

Leona felt more than heard a silent huff from Yuu. “I’m reporting the Science Club to Professor Crewel.” 

“I’ve heard catnip tea has become popular in Heartslabyul.” 

“You want me to believe Trey is behind all of this?” 

“You’d be surprised by how underhanded Clover really is. The whole big brother act is just a coverup.” 

“I’d sooner believe you were paying off the Science Club to keep growing patches of catnip.” 

Leona softly chuckled and drifted into his nap when Yuu fell silent. When he woke an hour later, the effects of the catnip had fully worn off, and Yuu was quietly snoring next to him. 

[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

[gremlin-girly]

Day 29: Mint

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Reader (established)

Fandom: The Gray Man

Tags/warnings: FLUFF, kissing, lots of kissing, petnames (pumpkin, sweetheart)

Not beta'd. I do not give permission for my work to be translated, copied or reposted or put through an AI machine.

Summary: You always guess your boyfriend's sweets correctly - even when he tries to outsmart you.

Word count: 362

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The first part of one of your routines with Lloyd was that when he came home from work, he'd kiss you stupid. Leg bendingly, heart meltingly stupid. It never ever got old.

The second part of that particular routine was guessing what lollipop or sweet flavour he'd eaten on his way home. If you guessed correctly, you'd get spun around and kissed stupid again. If you were wrong, you'd get one small peck and that was it... for about ten minutes.

But thankfully, you were almost always right.

Today though, Lloyd was determined to catch you off guard and tease you for it. Being December meant there were candy canes a plenty and he happily ate one on his way home, feeling victorious already.

Confident that you wouldn't guess the sweet, he sauntered through the door dropping his bags to wrap his arms around you as you routinely approach him in greeting.

"Hello you," you smile, pecking his lips.

"Hello pumpkin," Lloyd grins back before taking your lips again, taking his time to savour the sweet taste of your lip balm against his tongue. Your knees almost buckle at his strong kisses and Lloyd's grip on you tightens to keep you upright, smirking against your mouth as he always does at your reaction.

"Mint," You say breathily as you break a part. Lloyd's eyebrows raise as he watches your brows crease in concentration as you flit through various mint flavoured sweets. He's convinced you won't get it, even when you give him that adorable knowing smirk.

However, he's gobsmacked when you guess it correctly.

"Candy canes." You giggle at his expression. "I'm right aren't I?"

Lloyd blinks in disbelief. "You're some kind of sweet savant, sweetheart."

As per routine, he picks you up and spins you until you laugh, and kisses you stupid once again.

You can't bring yourself to tell him that you saw the pack of candy canes in the shopping bags, or that he sneakily hid them in his car the other day but you're more than happy to let him believe that you're a sweet savant if it means you get to be swept off your feet everyday.

[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

[nexttrickanvils]

Fluffcember Day 29: Mint

Featuring the canonical Boybrush and his non-canon sisters!

Don't give pirate kids candy canes cause you know they will suck at the ends until they become pointy and swordfight with them.

[snow-system-wol]

Fluffcember 2024: Day 29 -- Script

(snowcember prompt list)

(Timing: ambiguous, likely late post-ShB. Spoilers: N/A)

G'raha could tell that S'ria's attempts were, perhaps, not going as well as he'd like. The agitated twitching of his tail and flattened ears made it pretty obvious. The quiet, sad, “Raha?” only confirmed it. S'ria was prone to independence in these matters, so a request bespoke a true blockade.

“Yes?”

He walked around S'ria's chair to stand by him. There was a blush high on S'ria's cheeks – and G'raha knew well by now that the man was difficult to fluster, but not difficult to embarrass. G'raha lowered his voice, softer. “It's alright, what do you need?”

S'ria gestured to a page of wonky letters. He'd much improved since realizing his dominant hand was his left, but the shapes of these simply looked wrong.

“Pardon, Ria – how many strokes have you been using to write this letter?”

“...Strokes?”

“Like, how many times you lift from the paper. Here – show me.”

It was with visible anxiety that S'ria nodded and picked the pen. Almost unbidden, G'raha pressed against his unused arm and began purring. Watching his movements, G'raha immediately understood why the shapes of the letters were so off.

“Ah, I see. You need only two strokes for this letter, it shall be much smoother if – may I?” G'raha laid his hand overtop S'ria's.

“Yes.”

Carefully, G'raha traced the correct path of the letter with S'ria's hand.

“There we are. If you'd like to try that?”

S'ria's hand shook, just slightly, but the letter produced was perfectly recognizable.

“That's exactly it.” G'raha smiled. “Would you like me to make a reference sheet? I could label the letters with arrows or the like, so that you know the easiest way.”

S'ria slowly let out a breath, leaning into G'raha's side. “That would be… very helpful, I think. Thank you.”

[queenarahbo]

If you want me to talk about a specific point more then feel free to ask! I’m happy to answer in detail questions about my stories too!

1. I plead the fifth! 🫣 32 posted works and another 11 unposted WIP.

2. I did a character study for the first time. That was an experience and I’m proud of how it turned out. Lance is a character I have never written until that fic.

3. Pokémon Horizons strangely enough.

4. Three. Pokémon, Supernatural, and The Witcher.

5. Originshipping and Phaesporia. Though I will admit my new favorite rare pair is Steven x Lucian x Cynthia.

6. Lucian. Absolutely Lucian 💜 Most of the unpublished stories involve this goof.

7. Yes! Supernatural and The Witcher are fandoms I’ve lurked in to read but until now have never posted. As far as shippings go Phaesporia 💕

8. My passion project hasn’t been posted yet (coming 2025) but out of what HAS been posted I think Not As It Seems squeezes into first place just barely ahead of In The Stars. I project a lot onto Rui but I didn’t give the story the attention it deserves. Both will receive a rewrite next year.

9. All That Glitters! It’s a comfort piece of mine that I go back to whenever I’m feeling down. ❄️

10. Not As It Seems once more. This was the most ambitious longfic I have truly attempted and I was over the moon when it was finished.

11. Wives Tales hands down. I struggled writing it and while yea it is very short, it was very satisfying to finish.

12. Vulnerable wrote itself 😂.

13. I thought I knew the answer but I was mistaken! My shortest is Marshmallows coming in at 856 and my longest is In The Stars coming in at 25,935. Genuinely surprised!😮

14. I have a playlist on YouTube full of Pokemon piano pieces and bgm. Those were probably played the most but Pokemon GOTCHA if I have to name something with lyrics.

15. Every. Single. One. Titles my beloathed.

16. Unfortunate Rescues (Sometimes Work Out). Idk I just chuckle to myself every time I read that.

17. Silver was in a pitiful condition when Gold discovered him curled in a tight ball on the cold tile of Lance’s bathroom. -Hangover Cures (Not Needed)

18. He realized in that moment that Steven had sent him a Beldum. -Returning The Favor

19. “I need you to assure me that you’re not taking bets on who will end up the most drunk tonight. “

“No. Of course not, boss!”

“Good. I’m glad you rem-“

“We are betting on whether the director will show up in a Christmas sweater.” -Sidney and Steven during Place Your Bets

20. If Lance could keep him out of the hospital long enough to train. -Alone In Thought

21. While writing Time Keeps On Slipping I had a pretty good idea of where I wanted to go with it. While stuck on a transition I decided to switch gears and work the ending out a little more. The…direction it took wasn’t one I like to read much less write.

22. Scrivener ended up being the winner for me. Google Sheets is what I used to track my monthly challenge. Grammarly was nice as a baseline grammar checker too. I could never write by hand!

23. Being a completist for Sicktember and Whumptober. I was aiming at Fluffcember as well but I don’t think it will happen 🤷‍♀️

24. I didn’t. I immediately started the next one 😂

25. Man…I probably should do that shouldn’t I?

26. I am unfortunately a terrible artist so nope. I decided to spare the world the pain.

27. Four official ones. Sicktember, Whumptober, Fluffcember, 12 Days of Christmas.

28. Shoutout to my bestie who doesn’t use tumblr. You were the one that kept me going through this chaotic mess and encouraged the shenanigans of more than one of my characters. Love you 🥰

29. I would love to finish Holiday Spirit.

30. Oh so many plans! Stay tuned for a slow burn Originshipping fic 👀

A slightly revised version of last year's questions! Two ways to play: Reblog and have your followers send you numbers, or answer the whole list!

How many fics have you worked on since January?

What’s something new that you tried in a fic this year?

What piece of media inspired you the most? (This can be the fandom you wrote the most for, the one that spawned the most ideas, the one you thought about the most, etc.)

How many fandoms did you write for this year?

What ships captured your heart?

What characters captured your heart?

Did you write for any new fandoms or ships this year?

What fic meant the most to you to write?

What fic made you feel the happiest to work on?

What fic was the most satisfying to finish writing?

What fic was the most difficult to write?

What fic was the easiest to write?

What were your shortest and longest fics posted this year?

What were your go-to writing songs?

What was the hardest fic to title?

What's your favorite title of the year?

Share your favorite opening line

Share your favorite ending line

Share your favorite piece of dialogue

Share your funniest line

What's something that surprised you while you were working on a fic? Did it change the story?

What writing programs did you use? Did you write by hand?

If you had to choose one, what was THE most satisfying writing moment of your year?

Did you do anything special to celebrate finishing a fic?

How did you recharge between fics?

Did you create fanworks other than fic?

How many events did you take part in? (bangs, exchanges, ship weeks, zines, prompt memes, they all count!)

If this were an awards show, who would you thank?

What's left on your to-do list for 2024?

What would you like to write next year?

[icycoldninja]

------------🎄Fluffcember 2024🎄------------

That's right, it's back, expect daily updates; mostly headcannons and drabbles, fandoms for each piece listed in purple.

Day 1: Snowed in (Raiden x Reader) MGR

Day 2: Fluff headcannons (Fyodor x Reader) BSD

Day 3: Fluff headcannons (Nikolai x Reader) BSD

Day 4: Fluff headcannons (Akutagawa x Reader) BSD

Day 5: Fluff headcannons (Vil x Reader) Twst

Day 6: Fluff headcannons (Idia x Reader) Twst

Day 7: Fluff headcannons (Chuuya x Reader) BSD

Day 8: And the award for Miss Midgar goes to... (Genesis x Reader) FF7

Day 9: Fluff headcannons (Mahito x Reader) JJK

Day 10: The Prank (Loki x Reader) MCU

Day 11: The Mysterious Plushie (Mahito x Reader) JJK

Day 12: Mistletoe Mission (Reno x Reader) FF7

Day 13: Fluff headcannons (Floyd x Reader) Twst

Day 14: Furry intruders (Sephiroth x Reader) FF7

Day 15: Cuddles and Kisses (Vergil x Reader) DMC

Day 16: Fluff headcannons (Jade x Reader) Twst

Day 17: Fluff headcannons (Rook x Reader) Twst

Day 18: Fluff headcannons (Gojo x Reader) JJK

Day 19: Affirmations (Vil x Reader) Twst

Day 20: Fluff headcannons (Loki x Reader) MCU

Day 21: Save me (Idia x Reader) Twst

Day 22: Tough day (Angeal x Reader) FF7

Day 23: Fluff headcannons (Rafayel x Reader) Lnds

Day 24: Bedtime tea (Fyodor x Reader) BSD

Day 25: Spending Christmas together headcannons (Raiden x Reader) MGR

Day 26: Everything's alright (Midnight x Reader) Fairy Tail

Day 27: I'm sorry (Nikolai x Reader) BSD

Day 28: Drunk and Sleepy (Dante x Reader) DMC

Day 29: Movie night headcannons (Sparda boys x Reader) DMC

Day 30: I made soup (Nero x Reader) DMC

Day 31: New Year Celebration headcannons (Pomefiore boys x Reader) Twst

[xx-jasper-xx]

❄️Mint❄️

*Fluffcember day 29*

@fluff-cember

🍟This is an ATHF short story/drabble🥤

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Shake grabbed one of the candy canes from the dining room display and snapped it in half, offering the other half to husband.

Putting his piece in his mouth; Shake was overwhelmed with the minty taste of the candy. He did enjoy the taste of mint, just not when it was so strong. His husband, on the other hand, was thoroughly enjoying his piece of the candy.

It still surprises Shake how well they get along, given just how different they are sometimes. Their tastes in food, entertainment, outdoor activities, and even sexual pleasure was all different.

There were plenty of ways they got around this issue. That being it wasn't much of an issue at all. Might they be two different people with wildly different tastes? Yes, but that didn't stop them from loving each other.

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