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Aventurine x gn!reader- Day 22

summary- Aventurine often brings home little trinkets for you to keep, its his way of showing his love for you t/w- fluff

Aventurine is often the type to bring you home small little gifts such as a book you wanted, a necklace, and little trinkets he found while out and about. It wasn't unusual to see him burst through the door with the latest thing he'd found you. Sometimes they weren't even bought things, sometimes a pretty rock or a bird feather he found somewhere around your house.

"Y/n! I'm home!" He yelled as he ran through the door. You were on the couch looking through your phone, as he came in with a little paper bird. And by aeons was it adorable.

It was a soft pallet of colours and they blended together perfectly. The yellow faded into the green on the body, and the wings and the tail were a slightly darker shade of green. He looked like a cat who'd just given you a gift. He was happy to spoil you all the time with things like this. It was his way of showing his love and appreciation for you.

"Do you like it?" He said pouting.

"I love it Aven, it reminds me of you. Now I can't be lonely when we're both at work."

"Well Dr ratio taught me how to make it."

"Seems he taught you well."

You took the bird gently from his hold and placed it on the mantle piece above the fireplace. It fit perfectly with the pictures of you and aventurine together. All the photos held a special memories, and were worth more than any money could buy.

"I think its a good spot."

"Me too, now we should make on that reminds you of me."

"I don't remember how to make them..."

"Well ratios gonna love us after this."

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Lyney x gn!reader- Day 22

summary- Front stage at his magic show t/w-Show, fluff, established relationship

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The lights, the magic, everything about his show was incredible. Lyeny moved gracefully on the stage, not missing a single step. Not a single foot or hair was out of place. Every so often you could see his eyes land on yours and he gave you a little smile.

The perks of dating lyney were getting front-row seats to his magic shows. And you showed up to the shows every single time. But somehow each time felt different than the last. There was one trick he always had up his sleep to surprise the audience.

As he swung his hat off his head and his whole body in a bow, you stood up and cheered. Song the rest of the theatre did too. You could see smiles of wonder and awe sounding in the crowds. Many ask themselves how he did it. Alas, a magician never reveals his secrets.

After the show, you always ended up behind stages praising him on his show. It was no easy feat to get up in front of all those people and perform like that. "The show was spectacular!" "Really I messed up a few times?" "I didn't notice anything strange about your performance, you did great!"

"But I'd expect nothing less from my beautiful Magician."

He sighed at your compliment. If it were told to him by any other person it wouldn't be the same

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Flufftober day 22: Heirloom

Jason/RedHood xVigilante!AFAB!Autistic!Reader

Not proof read, I have dyslexia (sorry for any mistakes)

“Hey, Bruce?” Jason knocked on the mahogany door, waiting for a moment before hearing a grunted “come in.”

Upon entering the office, Jason looked around, eyes grazing over the photos on the walls, picture perfect family photos of the Waynes. He’s surprised to find himself in a few of them, dressed in a merlot suit, next to Dick, who was in a neat azure suit. Tim, Damian and Bruce were all dressed in black suits, typical if you asked Jason. They all had matching handkerchiefs in the pockets though, white with embroidered initials, golden of course. 

“Richard did say you were planning on stopping by, although he didn’t mention why,” Bruce signs off on some paper before looking up at Jason, motioning with his hand for him to sit down, “He did hint at it being connected to young Score and your current living arrangements,” Jason noticed the glint in the older man’s eyes. “Thank you for letting us borrow the cabin and for letting us get out of that event, the’res still not fully used to it,” Bruce smiled at the words “I’m hoping to meet them again soon, Alfred has informed me of their food preferences so there won’t be anything to worry about there.” Jason wanted to respond but Bruce continued “But you’re not here to thank me either, so why are you here?” Jason stood up, hands clamming up with sweat. “Um, Dick said that you, um, had a jeweller, a family one,” he took a deep breath “I need a ring.”

Bruce felt a wave of emotions go through him, he hadn’t expected this. Maybe he would ask for a house for them, so they could finally move out of that one bedroom apartment that Score had, or maybe even ask for a better suit for them. He hadn’t expected this. 

Jason watched with nervous eyes as Bruce stood up and walked over to one of the photo frames, it was one from a family dinner a few years back. Pushing it to the side revealed a safe, and after a minute he came up to Jason. In his hands was a jewellery box with a glass lid, inside a multitude of rings, in different sizes and cuts, were visible. “My mother got a lot of rings from my father, and I have very little use for them,” Jason looked up and saw Bruce smiling at him. “I would recommend a pearl for the engagement, and a diamond for the wedding,” Bruce pointed first to a ring with a white pearl on a silver band then to one with a diamond with a gold band. “But you know their tastes best.”

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“Jay? I still want those almonds,” your voice brings him out of his thoughts, grabbing your hand he slowly leads you away from the crowd and the bonfire. “Yeah, I’ll bring you this time so I don’t forget,” you smiled at him and followed with a pep in your steps.

The two of you eventually sat down on a bench, one bag of roasted almonds each. “This has really been perfect,” you say, chewing on the almonds while watching the fire, Jason nodded, watching you. 

“Remember when I said I could make sure there's a bonfire on our anniversary?” Looking at him you respond “That’s not exactly what you said,” 

“No but it's what I meant,” you can’t help the smile growing on your lips and nod, “Well, what if today was our anniversary?” 

“And which anniversary would that be?” Jason sees the confusion on your face and moves from beside you to in front of you, on one knee.

“Our engagement anniversary?” He holds out a little red velvet box, opening it to show a pearl ring. “Princess, will you marry me?”

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Prompt Day 22: picking

Fandom: Bob’s Burgers

Ship: Tedmort (Teddy/Mort)

Rating/Length: 1,114; G

Tags: Fluff, Established Relationship, beach dates, fluff on the beach!, picking someone up for a date, Flufftober 2023, Drabble

Summary: Teddy picks up Mort for a date. Even after years of marriage, he still knows how to make Mort feel special.

Day twenty-two of flufftober 2023: picking

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Pumpkin patch and everything nice

A/N: Requested by @the-little-ewok 🎃💖 I really hope you like it!! I expected it to be a blurb but hey... here we are now with 1k words lol.

@flufftober - Day 22 Picking [pumpkins]

Pairing: Poe Dameron x reader Modern!AU, I guess. Beebee is a Corgi.

Word count: 1.1k words

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As soon as the wheels came to a stop, you could already smell the sweet treats baking and the distant fire coming from inside the cabin. The pumpkin patch extended for as far as you could see, the brisk air from outside forced you to wrap yourselves in knit sweaters and scarves, it was the perfect fall afternoon of orange leaves, warm drinks, and Poe by your side.

The car engine turned off and at the same time Beebee started barking from the backseat, his tiny dog butt waving in anticipation. You couldn’t blame him, you had planned this trip for weeks and you were sure your dog was as excited about it as you were, Poe’s enthusiastic calls of “are you ready bud?” only fueling the dog’s tail waves. “Are you ready?” He cocked an eyebrow when he repeated the question for you, earning a light push and a laugh from you.

Poe opened his door and rushed to open the one beside him - yes, not yours, but the one from the back that let Beebs out to run freely around the autumn paradise in front of you. “Beebee! Don’t go far!”

“I don’t think he cares.” You joined him on the other side of the car, his arm finding its way around your shoulders and yours around your waist. “You did promise him a big place to run around, if anything-”

Poe nodded, his lips curving into a loving smile. “Yeah, yeah, this is my fault.” Poe finished for you, leaning to kiss the side of your head. You walked side by side to the entrance of the pumpkin-filled woods, taking in the silence of the place only accompanied by the crunch of the leaves under your feet and the laughing kids in the distance.

As you entered the enchanting pumpkin patch, warms wrapped around each other, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment washing over you. The rows of plump, orange pumpkins seemed to glow in the warm sunlight, and it was as if you'd stepped into an autumn picture you’d only seen on those aesthetic blogs you follow. You watched Beebee zigzag through the rows of pumpkins with untamed enthusiasm, barking at every pumpkin he felt could be a threat.

“Don’t think I forgot about your mission.” You bumped Poe’s hip with yours.

Poe smiled, not averting his eyes from the horizon. “My mission? Do you mean the very same reason why we are here?” You laughed at his excitement, squeezing his side; you could even see his eyes already scanning the place. “I promised you, sweetheart. I'm going to find the biggest, most gorgeous pumpkin in this whole patch, and we won’t leave until we have it.”

“I better get my coffee and my muffin, then. Get comfortable while I wait for you.” You teased.

“Oh, so you think it’s going to take me long?” He unwrapped himself from your embrace to stand in front of you with a playful glare in his eyes. “Is that a challenge?”

“Maybe,” you shrugged, knowing exactly what a challenge did to him.

Poe's eyes sparkled with determination and affection as he leaned in, his lips meeting yours in a sweet, promising kiss. “You’ll see. I’m going to ace this mission.” With a mischievous glint in his eyes and one more quick kiss, Poe began his quest for the biggest pumpkin. 

You couldn't help but watch him with affectionate amusement as he scoured the patch, lifting pumpkins, inspecting their size, and occasionally shaking his head as he sought the perfect one.

“Beebs! Come on bud!” Poe’s voice called for your chubby corgi who ran up to him with an acknowledging bark. He followed Poe's every step, as if he too was participating in this mission all with Poe talking to him through it too, giving him instructions on how to find it.

As Poe searched, you made your way to your own mission up to the nearby rustic stand selling hot apple cider, freshly-baked muffins, and other autumn delights. The aroma of cinnamon and nutmeg filled the air, and you couldn't resist getting a cup of steaming cider and a pumpkin spice muffin. You found a cozy spot at one of the wooden tables set up nearby and settled in to enjoy your treats with the perfect view of your boyfriend and your dog equally excited in the patch.

Beebe was the first one to tire out, reaching you with a tiny pumpkin in his mouth, dropping it on your feet, and flopping onto the ground. “Guess who’s winning.” You chanted with a sing-song tone that made Poe grunt - “that’s not big at all”, he even complained, continuing his search through rows and rows of pumpkins.

You were halfway through your muffin when Poe called for you, an excited “Sweetheart!” coming from somewhere down the patch. You spotted Poe in the distance, triumphantly lifting a gigantic pumpkin above his head, his muscles bulging with effort. His infectious enthusiasm had attracted the attention of other pumpkin pickers, who cheered him on as he carried the enormous fruit back to you.

Poe placed the pumpkin down with a satisfied grin, beads of sweat on his forehead, and his hands were covered in dirt. "I told you I'd find the biggest one!" he declared, looking pleased with his accomplishment.

“I never once doubted you,” you said, admiring the massive orange ball that sat on the table between the two of you. 

Poe wiped his hands on his jeans and leaned in for a loving kiss, tasting of the earthy scent of the pumpkin patch. "I hope you're ready for some serious pumpkin carving," he said with a wink.

“Definitely. Do you think I’m going to let Finn and Rose win this year again? Hell no.” You both chuckled, Poe letting himself fall on the chair beside you the same way Beebee had flopped to the ground. He loved that competitive side of you, the very same one that pushed him to find the pumpkin and that was now rewarding him with a taste of your cider.

As the sun began to make its way down, you and Poe gathered your treasures, including the enormous pumpkin and the smaller ones Beebee had gathered, and made your way back to the car - not without running back for more of that cider and a couple more muffins you couldn’t get enough of.

“We should do this every year,” Poe spoke up after a few minutes down the road on the way back, interrupting the sound of Beebee snoring in the back.

Turning to look at him you admired his profile, strong and calm with a soft smile playing on his lips. You reached over and squeezed his hand, your fingers interlocking with his. “I’d love that.” 

Poe smiled wider, quickly looking at your matching loving smile not wanting to miss the way you were looking at him, before lifting your hand to kiss the back of it. He kept your hand in his as he always did while driving. Many more years of this… yeah, you could get used to it.

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Flufftober Day 22

Picking a favourite

🎃 taehyun x gn!reader

🎃 special thanks to @honeytwo for helping me translate this into english, correcting my grammar and other mistakes. thank you for everything! °♡̷•.

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Your feet are tapping and your eyes are glistening as the next piece of chocolate is placed in your mouth, and its sweet taste fills you up.

"Oh my God!" you munched a few times. "This is even better than the last one!" You can hardly believe it.

Taehyun laughs and breaks off another piece. He doesn't even have to ask if you want some more, you pick it out of his fingers with your teeth, then groan and roll onto your back.

"How can it be so heavenly?"

You suck it with your eyes closed. You sigh.

"Almost as good as my favourite."

"What do you mean? It's not your favorite? Did I bring the wrong one?"

Taehyun begins to study the paper as you sit up, coming face to face with him, looking at him lovingly with a smile.

"No, you brought the right one. This is my favorite chocolate. But there's something I like even better."

"Which is?"

You kiss your boyfriend on the lips and then lean away.

"Your mouth. I could kiss your mouth all day long without a break, unlike the chocolate."

Taehyun's eyes become filled with woozy lust as he takes you by the back of the neck and kisses you. You fall backwards. The boy's tongue roams your mouth. You sweep the sweets from Taehyun's lap to run your palm under his shirt, caressing his stomach wall and chest.

Because it's not just your boyfriend's mouth you like better than chocolate, it's his everything.

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Flufftober Day 22 | Apple picking

Pairing | Boyfriend!Dad!Young!Tony Stark x Girlfriend!Mom!Female!Reader

Word count | 2.1K

Summary | You've grown up with the tradition of going apple picking each fall, and now that you and Tony have your own little family, you want to keep this tradition going. As you, Tony, Orion, and Hudson go to a local apple farm during an apple-picking event, you can't help but soak up every last second and special memory.

Prompt(s) | 22. Picking | @flufftober

Warning(s) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Reference to ruined childhood memories, use of pet names (Sunshine, Love/My Love, Baby Boy, Baby Girl), no mention of Y/N.

A/n | This one shot is written for day 22 of my Flufftober 2023 Challenge. I absolutely love Tony, Sunshine, and their little family, so they shouldn't miss out on one of my favorite activities during the summer and fall! I hope you will enjoy this as much as I did when writing it 🖤

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You were driving home after a long and tiring workday when you suddenly saw a giant advertisement for apple picking at a local apple farm. It brought up many fond memories, and you can't wait to tell Tony about your idea; it would be amazing to take the twins there.

When you think back to your childhood, you have a lot of good, fun memories, but ever since you've been pregnant with your Munchkins, those memories have a bit of a dark edge.

You can't think about that too long because an incoming phone call immediately brings you back to reality, and you see it's your loving boyfriend, Tony, to see what time you will be home.

''Hi Love,'' you sigh softly before continuing to drive home, still about a half-hour drive away from home.

''Hey Sunshine, how long will it be until you're home? We miss- hold on,'' he interrupts himself. ''Hudson and Orion Stark, get off of there right this second!'' he says before putting his phone on the table with a loud thud.

You can't help but chuckle as you listen to what's happening at home, though you're looking forward to seeing all three of them again. They always bring a smile to your face, even on your most challenging days.

''Right, I'm back! Sorry for that, Sunshine. I was asking-'' and that's when he sighs. ''For the love of... I'll call you in a bit, Sunshine.''

He hangs up the phone and takes care of the kids, putting them in front of the TV with a cartoon to ensure they'll stay quiet long enough before he calls you back.

When their favorite cartoon is playing, and they're sitting hand in hand, their pacifiers in their little mouths, he finally dares to call you again, but not without taking a picture of them first.

It doesn't take long before he's back on the phone, finally able to talk to you for a few minutes while still keeping a watchful eye on his troublemakers on the couch.

''Welcome back, My Love, long time no talk,'' you joke, and you can't help but let out a boisterous laugh at your joke, making Tony smile in response.

''Right?! I was starting to think you'd leave me forever...'' he says with a fake sniffle.

''I could never leave your ass, it'd cost me too much to move out!''

''Please always remember that, Sunshine! But that's not what I'm calling for. I wanted to know when you'd be home because I want to go for dinner with the twins tonight. No specific reason but I just felt like taking my beautiful girlfriend and amazing twins out to dinner,'' he tells you, and your heart melts at his words.

''I'd love nothing more; how about that Italian place we love so much?'' you say, and Tony agrees.

''I'll be home in around 20 minutes, but I'd like to change quickly before we go, so how about 18:30? They might want to take a short nap before, and they can go to bed right after we're home.''

''Consider it done, Sunshine, we can't wait to see you,'' after a few goodbyes and I love you's, you hung up, and Tony managed to get the twins down for a quick nap.

Tony can hear your keys in the lock, and he rushes over to the front door, meeting you there with a big hug. Usually, he would be accompanied by one or both twins, but it's nice to have him all to yourself for a little while.

''Hi Sunshine,'' he says as he wraps his arms around your waist, and you find their home on his neck, and you pull him in for a tender kiss that deepens gradually.

When you pull apart, you're both breathless, and you chuckle softly before giving him one more peck on the lips and heading to your bedroom so you can get changed.

When you're going through your dresses, your eye suddenly falls on a new dark green dress, and you decide to wear it combined with a pair of white Converse and your glasses, too, so you can let your eyes rest a little instead of wearing contacts the entire time.

''I'm going to get the twins ready, okay? You can also get changed because I'm not taking you to the restaurant in those clothes,'' you say as you reference his old shirt and slightly tighter grey sweatpants.

''Might not even make it there if you don't change now,'' you whisper in his ear, simultaneously cupping his bulge in his sweatpants. Tony groans at the sudden feeling of your hand, and his hips buck forward at your touch.

''Fuck, Sunshine, don't tease me like that unless you want to be bent over this fucking counter right now,'' he growls in response, and you can feel your panties dampen at the words.

You decide to let him go for now, a wicked grin spreading across your face as you see him adjust before walking to the bedroom and changing.

Tony opts for a dark outfit today combined with his glasses and gets changed while you get the twins woken up and dressed in cute outfits.

It only takes a little while for all of you to be ready and off to the restaurant, and Tony is driving. When you drive past a bakery, you suddenly remember the ad for the apple picking again.

''Love?'' you say, and Tony squeezes your hand softly before responding.

''Yeah, Sunshine?'' ''Can we go apple picking with the twins soon? There's an event at a nearby apple farm, and I thought it might be cute to take them for the apple picking and some treats as well,''

Tony thinks about it for a short moment and then agrees happily. ''We do need to bring your camera in that case because Mom, Dad, and Virginia are going to want lots of photos!'' he says with a big smile.

The twins are happily babbling away in the backseat as you let yourself sink into your seat, thinking about the new tradition you'll start with your family now.

''Are you excited to pick some apples today, Baby Boy?'' you say as you pick up your sleepy son, and he immediately holds onto your neck as soon as you hold him.

''Someone's still sleepy, huh?'' you coo at him, and you rub your hand over his back, the other one supporting him under his butt as you walk over to Tony, who's changing Orion into her fall outfit.

''Look at you, Baby Girl! You look adorable in your little outfit! But it's time to get your brother into his before we can give you your breakfast together,'' you tell her with a few tickles, and her limbs go wild, earning you a glare from Tony.

''Love you,'' you say with a peck on his cheek.

''Right, let's get you off of here to make room for your brother; I need some more cuddles with my Baby Girl after all,'' Tony says as he picks her up, and she immediately grabs onto his neck, just like Hudson did with you.

When Hudson is changed into his fall outfit, you take him to the kitchen, where Tony is already preparing warm milk for them. It has been quite a change only to breastfeed once daily, but they are used to having their bottle in the morning now.

''Let's get settled on the couch, and Daddy will bring you your milk soon, okay?'' you tell Hudson, and he looks up at you excitedly, warming your heart.

''Here you go!'' Tony says, and Hudson takes it with both hands and brings it to his mouth without a problem, happily drinking the milk while Tony settles next to you and gives the bottle to Orion.

''I can't wait to go apple picking with all of you today, make some amazing memories together, and just spend quality time with you,'' you sigh softly, and you let your head fall onto Tony's shoulder, after which he kisses it.

''I can't wait either, Sunshine,'' he tells you softly, and you close your eyes to take in the moment. Your son on your lap, your daughter on your boyfriend's lap, drinking their milk before going out the door and going apple picking together.

''I love you so much, and I'm eternally grateful for giving me a chance to live the life I've always dreamt of,'' you tell Tony, a single tear escaping that you quickly wipe away.

''I love you too, Sunshine. There's nowhere else I'd rather be than with you and our Munchkins. I should be thanking you, though, for being the perfect woman, girlfriend, and Mom in this world,'' he whispers against your hair, and you two stay like this for a little bit.

When Hudson and Orion are done with their milk, you put the bottles on the table, and your daughter crawls into your lap, wanting to be close to you and her brother.

''Hi Baby Girl, are you coming to cuddle with us for a little bit so Daddy can change?'' you ask her, and she gets settled in your lap after Hudson gracefully makes some room for her.

''Be right back, Sunshine,'' Tony says, and you melt into the back of the couch as your kids cuddle with you, surrounding you with warmth and love.

Tony is wearing a black, white, and red outfit today, his glasses on his nose and hair styled perfectly, and he looks as handsome as ever in his fall outfit. It also helps that you laid it out for him beforehand so he would wear something you'd love.

Now, all that's left is you changing into your outfit for the day, and you're ready to go. Your camera, snacks, drinks, and toys for the kids are packed and ready, too.

''Right, time to pick some apples!'' Tony says before he takes both twins by the hand and lets them walk to the car instead of carrying them this time.

There's a stroller in the car for emergencies, but you don't need it as much anymore, which you're happy about.

The drive is uneventful; the twins are happily babbling away in the backseat, and you and Tony are enjoying the sights and seeing how everything is slowly turning from greens to reds, oranges, and yellows.

His hand is lying on your thigh, and your hand covers it as you talk about everything and nothing, never seeming to run out of things to talk about.

''We're here!'' Tony exclaims with happiness laced in his voice, and before you know it, you're standing at the apple trees; Orion and Hudson are both trying to pluck an apple while you're filming them.

Tony is constantly crouched behind them and encouraging until Orion has her apple picked off the tree, stamping her feet excitedly while letting out some content sounds. These happy noises almost sound like words.

''Good job, Baby Girl! Look at you go!'' Tony says that Hudson also picks his apple off the tree shortly after.

''Wow, great job, Baby Boy! You're doing amazing!'' you say as you keep filming his reactions to pulling off the apple. And you're glad you kept the camera on him because you suddenly hear something unmistakable.

''Apple!'' he exclaims while holding it high in the air, and you and Tony immediately look at one another, checking if the other also heard it. You did. He just said his very first word.

''Did you-'' ''Yeah!'' you say as you try and fight back the tears. You're thrilled you kept filming and caught his first word on camera. This is a great moment; you're nothing short of happy that he's grown up so fast.

The video was quickly shared with his parents and your Mom, and the reactions were nothing short of amazing, as they were all just as happy as the two of you.

The rest of the afternoon was spent playing some games, and sharing a big slice of apple pie with Tony while the kids ate a cup of apple sauce until they fell asleep in your arms, and it was time to go home.

You're glad you took lots of photos with your camera, including a few family photos for your collection, and now you're on your way home again. The twins are in a deep sleep in their seats, and you're smiling like a lovesick idiot.

''I can't believe he said his first word today; he's growing up so fast,'' Tony says, and all you can do is nod in response because if you say anything, you will release a dam of tears you don't know you can stop.

They're growing up so quickly, but you're glad they're a part of your lives like this because it wouldn't be the same without them by your sides.

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A Sugar-Coated Pill - Chapter Ten

Filling today's @flufftober prompt 22. Heirloom with the final chapter to my WinterIron No Powers omegaverse (Alpha!Bucky /omega!Tony) sugar baby/sugar daddy Explicit fic A Sugar-Coated Pill - here's a G-rated excerpt:

 As they got undressed, Bucky asked.  “So, do we have time for the tie bar story now?” 

Tony’s expression turned nostalgic and wistful. “Yeah, I guess.” He held out his hand and Bucky dropped the bar into it.  “It belonged to the man I sometimes wished was my father.” 

“Oh?”  Bucky stopped and sat next to Tony.  

“Edwin Jarvis was basically my father’s  personal assistant. Although, being British, he referred to himself as ‘Mister Stark’s butler’.   Needless to say, he spent a lot of time at our house - and probably more time than he should have with me.”

Tony rolled the tie bar between his fingers.  “He gave me this when I presented as an omega. It was a graduation gift from his father - kind of an heirloom.”  

“He also told me - and I quote -  ‘Despite your father’s ill-conceived opinions, you are still the same remarkable young man I am proud to know.  And while you will most likely have to fight harder now to achieve your goals, I have the utmost faith that you will succeed.  Never forget your value, my boy’.”  

Tony’s voice shook slightly on the last few words, and his eyes grew bright with tears.  Bucky put his arms around his beloved to comfort him; he’d noted Tony’s use of the past tense.   “He sounds like he was someone both wise and kind. I wish I’d had a chance to meet him.” 

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@flufftober 2024, day 22: Heirloom Sam talking about the life he's had so far, with lots of dad hugs (aka Kent actually being a good dad despite his absence).

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Day 22: Picking a lock

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Tobirama’s face still felt like as if it was blazing red when he finally returned home. He quickly unlocked the door, entered his house and closed the door behind him, only to lean against it and slowly let himself sink to the ground. He hadn’t even turned on the light in the hallway and thus, he sat on the ground in ever darkening twilight. He watched as his hallway slowly turned darker around him while he was still staring blankly ahead, thoughts racing through his mind.

Hashirama had pointed him the way to the remote training ground where he was supposed to find Madara. And boy, did he find him. Even from quite a distance, Tobirama had been able to see that Madara wasn’t training at all. Instead, he and his younger brother had been sitting on the bench, Izuna facing towards Tobirama, Madara having his back turned to him. For a moment, he had hesitated to approach them as he had been able to see the concentrated look on Izuna’s face while he was listening intently to whatever Madara was telling him. But when Izuna had spotted him, it had been too late to change his mind and thus, he had headed for the bench they were sitting on. And then … Tobirama’s heart sank when he remembered the snippet of their conversation he had accidentally overheard. Even though he hadn’t been able to make out everything Madara had said in that moment, he had heard him speak about a ‘Mr. Perfect’ that he didn’t even like.

Tobirama’s stomach tensed up a bit at the memory. He hadn’t heard any name but Izuna’s amused gaze when looking at him had left no doubt in him that Izuna knew something. And somehow, he couldn’t shake the feeling that their conversation had had something to do with him. His mind flashed back to the dinner only one day prior where Izuna and Hashirama had basically walked out on him and Madara, leaving them to spend a whole evening together.

Tobirama buried his face in his hands and sighed. After Madara had helped him assemble the porch swing a while ago and had even said something nice in the restaurant yesterday, Tobirama had let down his guard a bit. After he and Madara had finished their dinner, he had admitted to himself that Madara’s company wasn’t as bad as he had thought. In fact, he had actually enjoyed their conversation a lot. Madara was a good listener and an even better discussion partner, even though his intense gaze had made Tobirama’s heart flutter more than once during the evening, distracting him quite a bit from whatever he had wanted to say in that moment. And the smile Madara had given him when they had said their goodbyes …

Tobirama groaned and shook his head as if he could make the memories disappear that way. He didn’t know why he was feeling this weird lately. Something about Madara made his heart beat faster whenever he even thought about him and somehow, it seemed nearly impossible to keep his mind off of him. And even though this had already seemed like a questionable idea before, he was now entirely sure that he was off the track. Of course, Izuna had cut their conversation short by pointedly greeting him when he came closer. But he had heard enough to know that this talk wasn’t meant for his ears. The expression on Izuna’s face had made it pretty obvious that he had been mistaken. He didn’t know who the ‘Mr. Perfect’ was that Madara was talking about – but he had definitely heard in his voice that he did like this person, no matter how much he protested against it.

Somehow, this thought stung quite a bit. Of course, Tobirama hadn’t even thought about anything further but the dinner yesterday had made him want to get to know Madara a bit better. He felt like an idiot that he hadn’t even considered the fact that there might be someone special in Madara’s life already. And to make matters worse, he had made a fool out of himself by blushing intensely when Madara had finally noticed him and turned around. If Madara hadn’t already caught on, he knew now at the latest that Tobirama had been misled by falling for his charms.

Suddenly, Tobirama felt the urge to bang his head against the door behind him. Even now, he still wished the ground would open up beneath him – even more because he knew that he couldn’t just hide away and lick his wounds. It was only a matter of time until Madara showed up at his place to help him like he had asked him to earlier. And knowing him, Madara wouldn’t just graciously ignore what had happened but rather pry and maybe even mock him. And perhaps, even worse, he would tell him who he had been talking about earlier, only to twist the knife a bit more.

A knock on his door made him flinch. Tobirama bolted up and stared at the door as if it had tried to bite him. His gut told him that the time had come to take a deep breath and face up to this situation. Gritting his teeth, he opened the door and forced a half-smile to his face when he saw the all too familiar black eyes examining him intently.

“So,” Madara said slowly when he didn’t say anything, giving him an asking look. “You asked me to and I’m here. Don’t you want to invite me in?”

Tobirama nodded curtly and cleared the way for him, motioning for him to come inside. Madara gave him a slightly disconcerted look when he went past him.

“It’s a bit dark in here, don’t you think?” he said, his tone indicating that this wasn’t what he had expected.

Tobirama shrugged and flicked the light switch. Almost instantly, the shadows gave way to the light of an old lamp above their heads, engulfing them both in a mellow glow. Tobirama’s heart stung when he saw how the warm light made Madara’s face look softer, a hint of confusion glistening in his black eyes. He cleared his throat and edged the unwelcome thought off.

“Hashirama said you were good at picking locks,” he said, noticing that his voice did sound a bit colder than he had intended.

“He’s right about that,” Madara replied slowly, eyeing Tobirama pensively. “So that’s what you need my help with?”

Tobirama had to strain himself to keep his thoughts on topic. “Yes. I have found an old wooden chest in my attic and I can’t seem to find a way to open the lock without damaging the chest.”

Madara nodded and gave him a faint smile. “I’m sure we’ll figure it out. Lead the way.”

Without another word, Tobirama motioned for Madara to follow him and led him up the stairs towards the attic. While climbing the stairs, he silently cursed to himself. Today, Madara seemed to have an even bigger impact on him than yesterday. His whole body felt tense and something in his chest starting aching at how Madara had smiled at him. Even though he couldn’t really stand it when Madara sounded condescending, he now almost wished his snarky comments back. It would certainly be easier to distance himself when Madara was being mean to him. But today of all days, it seemed like Madara was in a rather approachable mood.

“Everything alright?” Madara piped up behind him and Tobirama noticed that he had come to a halt at the top of the stairs, staring into space.

“Sure,” he replied quickly, slowly starting to get angry at the treacherous blush that crept up his cheeks once again. “It’s still up in the attic, the chest is quite heavy.”

When they finally arrived in the attic, Tobirama stepped a bit to the side so that Madara could see the massive wooden chest in front of them. Tobirama had cleared out quite a bit of space around it so that he could examine at from all sides, a couple of old blankets and even two cushions telling of how much time he had already spent up here. He had even brought a bottle of water and two glasses earlier.

Madara paused and stared at something and it took Tobirama a moment to notice that he was looking at the glasses. Instantly, he wanted to smack himself. Of course, two glasses looked like he had planned for this and surely Madara would interpret this as another sign of Tobirama trying to make a move on him. He waited for a derisive comment, but Madara kept silent.

Instead of saying something, he walked over to the chest and examined it carefully. After a moment, he looked up at Tobirama, seeming almost impressed. “That is quite the beautiful handcraft. I get why you don’t want to damage it in the process,” he said.

Tobirama nodded, grateful for the innocuous topic. “I think it’s been passed on by my clan for a couple of generations now. See the emblem?”

Madara looked at the chest and nodded to himself. “Sure seems like it. And the lock is a rather tricky one, you’re right about that. But I think I’ll be able to pick it.”

Without further ado, he took a seat on one of the cushions in front of the wooden chest and carefully lifted the lock a bit so that he was able to examine it thoroughly. Then, he pulled a couple of utensils from his pocket and spread them out next to him.

Tobirama hesitated for a moment as Madara seemed already entirely absorbed in his task. But then he sighed quietly and sat down next to him, carefully keeping his distance. He watched silently as Madara turned the silver lock to and fro, his slender fingers cautiously grazing the sturdy metal. Tobirama looked up and noticed the absent expression on Madara’s face who was now fully immersed in the challenge the lock presented. He was squinting but Tobirama could still see enough of his eyes to be mesmerized by their otherworldly shimmer.

When he noticed his own thoughts, Tobirama sat up and shook his head emphatically, trying to drown out the intrusive thoughts. Madara looked up, seemingly a bit startled by the sudden movement.

“What’s the matter, little Senju? You seem a bit … restless,” he said, now turning towards Tobirama, the lock still in his pale hand.

Tobirama flinched and shrugged almost at the same time. “It’s nothing,” he muttered. “No worries.”

He avoided Madara’s gaze, hoping intensely that he would accept this excuse and turn his attention back to the lock. But to his horror, Madara let go of the lock and stared at him.

“I don’t buy it,” he said slowly, intently eying Tobirama which sent a shiver down his spine. “You seem even more withdrawn than usually. Something’s bothering you.”

Tobirama suppressed a curse and groaned silently. Of course, now of all times, Madara suddenly had to turn into a sensitive person. But suddenly, a thought came to his mind and he gave Madara a provocative look. “Fine,” he said, crossing his arms. “I’ll tell you if you manage to pick the lock!”

Madara paused and returned his look, a skeptical expression on his face. But then, he nodded. “Talk about motivation,” he said under his breath and turned towards the lock again, a strangely determined look on his face.

[merlatealeaf72]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hatchetfield Series - Team StarKid Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gerald Monroe/Linda Monroe Characters: Gerald Monroe, Linda Monroe Additional Tags: Flufftober 2024, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Generational Trauma Series: Part 22 of Mer's Flufftober Summary:

@flufftober Day 22: Heirloom

Linda has some feelings about her family heirloom

[annaofthenorthernlights]

Letters in the leaves - another box

Fandom: Frozen 1840´s au (part 3 of the series "Letters in the leaves" Pairing: Kristoff/Anna Rated: T Words: 2424

Kristoff could not imagine a happier life than with Anna by his side. Only that she seemed to feel poorly lately. A walk in the crisp autumn air would do her good. And the collection of fresh leaves for their boxes, where they kept up the tradition of leaving each other little notes of love, was just the thing to bring back her cheerfulness.

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for @hiptoff I hope you´re doing well, cherida!

This part of this fic-series also covers following prompts:

@flufftober 2023 - day 22 prompt "Picking"

@slumberpartybingo prompt: "would you rather write a love letter or receive a love letter" and

@slumberpartybingo Fall-flash bingo - Fall bucket list - prompt: "Step on crunchy leaves”

I must share this wonderful fanart here once more - originally created by dear @hiptoff for the first part of the series, that I have written for "Frozen Harvest day festival 2021" Letters in the leaves (on AO3)

[cryingtulips]

@flufftober 2023 n.22 (picking) + n.23 (trinket)

Summary

Ranboo’s crown means a lot to them. It’s the only thing she has left from the Ender, from her kingdom. Forged from end crystals and obsidian made from their mother’s breath, it holds a lot of value in the Overworld. Despite this, Ranboo knows nobody from the Pub(e) would ever dare to touch their crown. Well, except for Tommy. - Or, Ranboo, being new to the Overworld, takes a while to get used to all the new cultures and ways of life. This includes the act of giving and what it means to be family.

[figsandfandoms]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Stargate SG-1 Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Daniel Jackson/Vala Mal Doran Characters: Daniel Jackson (Stargate), Vala Mal Doran Additional Tags: Fluff, Flufftober 2023 Summary:

Daniel takes Vala to the annual Halloween festival. Written for flufftober 2023 using (eventually) the following prompts: 6 Corn maze 11 Sweet tooth 20 Pumpkin 22 Picking 27 Outdoor event.

[velarisnightsky444]

Kink/Fluff/Angstober Masterlist

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This year, I'm mixing up the three. Every day will alternate between the three, instead of just focusing on one like I did last year. I'm very excited for this. Here is my prompt list.

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Kinktober Days: Oct 1: Cockwarming with Azriel Oct 4: Thigh Riding with Nesta Oct 7: Sex Pollon with Elain Oct 10: Threesome with Neris Oct 13: Cuckolding with Elucien Oct 16: Throatfucking with Cassian Oct 19: Wing Play with Rhysand Oct 22: Impact Play with Eris Oct 25: Toys with Feyre Oct 28: Praise with Lucien Oct 31: Face Sitting with Mor

Flufftober Days: Oct 2: First Kiss with Mor Oct 5: Baking with Elain Oct 8: Rainy Days with Nesta Oct 11: Love Letters with Rhysand Oct 14: Singing to Sleep with Azriel Oct 17: Pet Names with Mor Oct 20: Cuddling with Gwynriel Oct 23: Massage with Emorie Oct 26: Neck Kissing with Feyre Oct 29: The First 'I Love You' with Cassian

Angstober Days: Oct 3: Miscommunication with Lucien Oct 6: Discovering an Affair with Rhysand Oct 9: Grief with Mor Oct 12: Panic Attack with Cassian Oct 15: Tired of Fighting with Neris Oct 18: Betrayal with Eris Oct 21: Nightmares with Nesta Oct 24: "You're too Good for me" with Azriel Oct 27: You're Losing Me with Rhysand Oct 30: Jealousy with Feyre

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Kink/Fluff/Angstober Taglist: @serxndipity-ipity-blog @danikamariemain @panther-girl-124 @winchesterbbygrl @kissesfrommads @binnieonabike @fourthwing4ever @ghostslittlegf @mollygetssherlockcoffee @hawke1917 @nesta-houseofwindfantasy @wirdbeimaufhebengebunden @honk4emoboys @rogersbarnesxx @a-courtof-azriel

Comment if you want to be added to the Kinktober Taglist, or to a specific character taglist!

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[ikaishere]

Picking

day 22 of flufftober!! they are brohters, your honour