#flufftober2021

[nosleepuntilvacation]

Day 15 of @flufftober 2021! Give it up for Day 15!

One day, the NSR voice actors played Talking Points. And in one particular round, one particular picture was chosen, leading to one particular in-joke being born in the fandom. Welcome to the latest iteration of said in-joke.

[avatarskywalker78]

Reposting the link to my flufftober 2021 series - and listing each one below if you want to pick and choose:

when i'm with you (everything's alright) - Agents of SHIELD, Daisy x Lincoln, Canon Compliant

time and time and time again - Legends of Tomorrow, Rip x Miranda, Pre-Canon

the life i've made (with you) - The Flash, Westhallen, AU

a family found (and forged anew) - Arrow (Show/Comics blend), Oliver Queen & Team Arrow, AU

come watch the stars (with me) - Agents of SHIELD & Avengers, Bobbi x Clint, Pre-Canon

to save a life (and fall in love) - The Flash, Hartmon, AU

with friends like these - The Avengers, Steve x Sharon, AU

love is stored in the pastry mix - Legends of Tomorrow, Ray x Nora, Ray x Nate, Nate ~ Nora

i can't give you my heart (because it's already yours) - Arrow & The Flash, Olivarry, AU

love and chaos (makes a family) - Legends of Tomorrow, Rip & Legends, AU

don't ever forget (you're part of us) - The Flash, Westhallen, AU

rest a while (and i'll be here) - Krypton, Segdam, AU

now that we're (finally together) - Legends of Tomorrow, Steelatom, AU

one good turn (deserves another) - Agent Carter, Peggy x Daniel, Jack x Sarah (OC), Post-Canon

together (we make our own light) - Arrow (Show/Comics blend - sequel to 4), Saracon & Merlyn Family, AU

guilty of (loving you) - Ace Attorney, Wrightworth, AU

home is where (my heart is) - Arrow & The Flash, Olivarry, AU

wardrobe change (or not) - Legends of Tomorrow, John & Sara, Constangreen, Canon Nudged To The Left

i love you (and i'm trying my best) - The Falcon and The Winter Soldier, John & Lemar, Pre-Canon

to tell the secrets (of my heart) - Thor, Loki x Sigyn x Angrboda, AU

being here (with you) - The Flash, Westhawne, Pre-Canon

how (not) to flirt - Arrow & The Flash, Olivarry, AU

don't close (your heart off to me), Ace Attorney, Wrightworth, Canon Nudged To The Left

rain, rain (go away) - The Flash, Hartmon, Canon Nudged To The Left

family matters - Ace Attorney, Phoenix Wright & Others, Canon Nudged To The Left

cupcakes (and the bonds of friendship) - The Avengers, Steve & Bucky & Tony

a little (means a lot) - The Flash, Iris & Caitlin, Canon Compliant

i care (about you) - Legends of Tomorrow, Constangreen, AU

why don't you just (listen to your heart?) - The Flash, Thallen, AU

to rebuild (and reforge) - Ace Attorney, Wrightworth, Canon Compliant

a party (with family) - The Avengers, Loki x Sigyn x Angrboda, AU

[seregura]

Serena x Gladion fanfics 👌

Hice una lista de los fanfics que logré encontrar (y que son mis favoritos). Iré añadiendo conforme encuentre más.

WATTPAD:

FANFICTION:

[flufftober]

Hi, I'm planning on participating this year but I'm kinda picky with what I like to write so I was wondering, is it okay if I used prompts from other years that weren't just the ones listed in the substitutes?

Hey there 😊

I mean, part of the challenge kinda is to follow the list 😅 but of course, you can use our old prompts - we'll simply tag them with the tag from previous years (flufftober2021 & flufftober2022) so no worries 😊

Happy creating!!

[sterek-ao3feed-archive]

First time

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51773938 by Jaythanislove Derek y Stiles se conocen por primera vez... o algo así Words: 301, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Español Series: Part 16 of Flufftober2021 Jaythanislove Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Child Stiles Stilinski, Child Derek Hale, Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale is a Softie, Stiles Stilinski is a Little Shit, Neglected Stiles Stilinski read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51773938

[guardian-angle22]

Okay, so these don't quite fit the bill in the context of ~the breakup of it all~ but there's some great s3 spec fic that was written prior to the premiere that I don't think get enough love since they're now canon-divergent... so please allow me to hijack this post and rec some more fic!

These include Carlos being on the scene of the Great TK Ice Plunge:

◆ this love is alive back from the dead by tkstrands (Words: 4.6K)

“Ok, ok, I’m going to take off my safety jacket and give it to you, alright?” TK said to the boy who quickly nodded. “TK. Careful.” Paul warned, noticing the cracking sound they just heard from under them. TK nodded at him and slowly took off his safety jacket, carefully putting it on the boy. TK accepted the harness Paul gave him and secured Liam. He picked up his bag and froze when he saw the ice cracking under his feet. He looked up to Paul and before he could do anything, the ice under him totally cracked and TK fell in the iced cold water.

◆ spent a week in the cold by @morganaspendragonss (Words: 1.5K)

They don't see TK slip under the ice, but they do see the rope tethering him to safety pull taut and then snap. They hear an ominous crack, followed by a surprised shout that’s cut off in milliseconds. And they see the spider web cracks spreading all the way to shore. * a season three speculation fic

These involve the Great TK Ice Plunge but Carlos is not directly on scene when it happens:

◆ cold as ice by @strandnreyes (Words: 2.6K)

It should've been a simple rescue, but when was luck ever on TK's side? Bad Things Happen Bingo: Hypothermia

◆ a storm to weather by @marjansmarwani (Words: 17.9K)

Austin has been hit with a freak ice storm, of all things. And, as TK quickly learns, dealing with winter weather is not the same as dealing with winter weather in a place where no one is used to it. Of course, everything turns to disaster, as it so often tends to, but when a rescue gone wrong puts TK at risk it's all his family can do to save him and hope for the best. ---- A 3x01 spec fic, apparently

These deal with post-Ice Plunge consequences:

◆ i'd wait forever in this waiting room by @morganaspendragonss (Words: 1.4K)

Carlos jerks awake to a violent trembling in the bed. It takes a moment for his tired brain to register where it’s coming from, but when it does, he shoots upright, staring in horror down at TK. He’s no longer peaceful; instead, his face is scrunched with discomfort and relentless shivers wrack his tense body. His hair is plastered to his clammy forehead, and when Carlos reaches out to touch him, TK’s skin is burning hot. “TK!” He shakes him roughly, panic mounting. “TK, wake up!” Nonsensical, fevered ramblings fill the bedroom and TK’s eyes are twitching behind closed eyelids, but he doesn’t wake, and it’s clear that he’s not going to. Carlos twists to grab his phone off the nightstand, but it’s not there, and he realises with horror that he left it on the side in the kitchen. He doesn’t know where TK’s is and there’s no time to search for it, so Carlos launches himself from the bed and sprints to the door.

◆ Soothe My Soul by @noxsoulmate (Words: 2.9K)

After TK’s break through the ice, Carlos is there to pamper him back to health – just like always. For once, though, TK isn’t the only one who needs the reassurance and soothing quality time together. Flufftober2021 Day 28: Soothing Baths

What if Carlos was with TK's team when he plunged into the water in S3? I hope someone can write something about it. Will sacrifice my first child for it.

I don't know if there are any fics like that, can anything think of any??

[xieula]

Bruno and Camilo's reaction after making you cry.

Part Two !

Chosen Pronouns: Y/N = She/Her | Bruno = He/Him | Camilo = He/They

Summary: You have an arguement with them and ended up making you cry due to the exhaustion eating them up.

Warning: Screaming, Mentions of trauma, spoilers, extreme angst & arguements

Bruno

you always hated arguements due to the fact that your parents used to have arguements frequently when you were only seven.

But it just had to happen again, but this time with your boyfriend, huh?

You were at the bakery, just helping out your family.

You liked making donuts there while in the bakery though.

But, Bruno?

He's struggling with a lot of things.

First, someone requested Bruno to see their future, Bruno warned them for what was going to happen next. Either a bad luck or worse.

The person of course, as usual,said that they're not going to get mad at Bruno just to see a stupid vision of their own future.

But alas, they did get mad. They said how they never should've requested a vision in the first place and tried attacking Bruno. Luckily, Bruno had the confidence to push them out.

Bruno has had the worst day. Now, he has to deal with the gossips, he just wants to buy something for his fellow rats. But, people would stay away from him.. especially after that *ahem* goldfish incident.

Bruno was absolutely overwhelmed. He just wanted to be in your.. arms.

He wanted you to comfort him.

To make him feel special.

But he had no time for that right now.

He strolled around Encanto and spotted you, just finished helping around the family at the bakery.

He wanted to just run up to you and hug you tight, like really tight.

But he also still had to help around his family too, (because this was after Abuela and the Madrigal family welcomed him back to the family.)

While he was in the middle of his work, it has been 5 hours now. You want to hug him already! You haven't seen him since morning..

As you caught him just trying to sweep some dust out, you ran up to him and hugged him like it was the last time you'd ever hug someone.

"Bruno!! I missed you dearly."

"Y/N, not now..." Bruno said, with his annoyed tone.

"Wha- Uhh, excuse me? I haven't seen you since morning! What do you mean not now?!" You replied in an instant.

"Y/N, not. now."

"*sigh* whatever bruno. i'll see you after another five hours, I guess." You lowered your head down, if you had the power to control the weather- then some little raining clouds will appear up above your head, and create a thunder storm, that's how sad you are.

After 5 hours, you just took a little nap. There was nothing to do anyway.

When you've realized 5 hours have passed by, your mood brightened up in hopes that Bruno may be done with his chores now.

You ran your way towards there, only to see him with another.. woman.

"eh?" You whispered to yourself.

"Bruno? Is that Bruno?" You thought to yourself.

Seeing him with another girl doesn't make you jealous at all. You know Bruno loves you and you love Bruno.

But thing is, that woman was absolutely stunning. Big chest, her hair styled, dress fancy.. like she came from a modern place.

While you..? You're just.. another ordinary human. White top, some accessories on, and a skirt. That's it, just like any other people.

And you wouldn't be jealous at all.. if he wasn't blushing right now.

Why is there some sort of red in his face? You've never made him blush like that before..

You waited in his home, your feet constantly tapping the floor. In fear that he may have been.. cheating on you.

Bruno opened his door to see you.

"It's you, mi vida." Bruno spoke.

"Yeah, aha. It's me." You replied in a quite cold tone.

"What's with the cold expression?" Bruno stammered.

"Oh nothing.. just that i saw you with another woman and you were blushing.. what was wrong, mi amor? Why were you blushing?" You got to the point right away, also trying to prevent an arguement just by asking a simple question is all.

"You.. saw that? Hey! Were you stalking us..?"

"Of course not. I told you I'd come back to you in five hours, remember..?"

"Right.."

You didn't know what was going through Bruno's mind, but all you know is that you suspect him of cheating.

"Have you been.. cheating, on me Bruno?"

That was when Bruno snapped.

"C- Cheat? Do you seriously think I would cheat? Do you really think I'm THAT type of person?!"

"N- No, Bruno, I didnt mean it that wa-"

Bruno's hand smacked the door to keep it tightly shut.

"If you really think I would cheat, then what type of girlfriend are you?"

"Bruno."

"If you really think of me that way.. maybe I should cheat on yo-"

"BRUNO!"

Bruno's voice went quiet.

Only to see your eyes tearing up.

What has he done now?

"W- Why would you? Did you seriously just say that you should just maybe cheat on me?"

"I- I.. y/n, I didnt think before I say, I swear-"

You pushed Bruno out of the way and opened the door.

Bruno watched as you just.. left him like that.. so easily.

All because of him.

Camilo

This one might hurt a lot- but Camilo never showed a slight interest in you.

Not even a tiny bit.

Now you were wondering what got you guys together if Camilo never liked you.

Out of pity, perhaps?

He'll think guilt will eat him alive if he rejected you?

Because he doesn't want to see your sad face ?

Whatever it is, you don't know the answer to that.

Camilo has only shown interest of the new girl in town.

Brown hair.. butterfly hair clip... green eyes.. modern dress.. and so on.

She had everything you wanted.

Which made you jealous.

It made you seem selfish, i know, but wouldn't you also be jealous if Camilo showed interest in this new girl ?

Who's a pick-me.

She knows Camilo has a s/o, but she didn't even care at all. That's when Camilo started falling in love with her. He fell right onto that girl's trap.

It was a regular day, as usual. Until there has been a new gossip around town.

Such things as, "Camilo may have a little crush on the new girl, what will his s/o think of this?.." and "the new girl in town said that Camilo is her future husband."

Pfft.. future husband? You got to be kidding me.

You approached the new girl and told her how Camilo is YOUR boyfriend and hes taken already.

"Puh-leeze. I wouldn't even give a single damn if he's taken or not, honey. He'll be the happist man alive when we get married." Was all she replied with, shes rich with money.

"Now who are you to say that? And.. Married?! Camilo would never marry a stubborn, selfish, BRAT like you!"

"Uh- SELFISH? Aren't YOU the one interrupting our little happy relationship together?! And excuse me- my name is Veronica, not stubborn, selfish, brat!"

"Well, Ve-ro-ni-ca, you guys don't have a happy little relationship together, while you guys have this so called, "little" relationship I and Camilo own a big relationship, thank you."

"Ugh. Just accept that me and Camilo are happy in our relationship and Camilo is not happy being in yours."

That's when Camilo jumped into the scene,

"Veronica? ..And Y/N? Just as I was supposed to introduce Veronica to you, Y/N! Haha! Guess I was a little bit late to the party, no?"

"Camilo-"

"Anyway, my sugar plum honey Camilo- Y/N is a mess. We shall stay away from her for a while.. "

"Camilo..?"

"I'll wait for you at my house, honeyyy!~"

"Y/N.. hah, sorry about that.. she's from another country called America."

"I can tell."

"Well-"

"Camilo.. why is she calling you "honey"? "Sugar plum" ?.."

"Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention that-"

"That you guys are together in a relationship?"

"Y/N.."

"What? That you never even loved me from the start of our relationship? Hm?"

"Y/N, I love you and you know that."

"You never did!"

"Y/N! LOOK, THIS IS EXACTLY WHY I SHOULD'VE JUST REJECTED YOU!"

"Wha..?"

"I NEVER LOVED YOU. I NEVER DID!"

"..."

"Veronica is way more better than you, anyway. Hmph."

"Camilo, what on earth are you talking about?" You felt your blood rush through your veins.

"Goodbye, Y/N. I'm breaking up with you. Thanks anyway, I really needed to let all those out.. hope we can still be friends , though."

"Never. At this point, don't even look me in the eye."

Hello yall, and yes, this is original. I went, "what?! Cmon, theres barely even angst here on the Encanto fandom!!"

Should I do another part but with a happy ending? I got a bit mad at Camilo's part, so instead of y/n staying silent as the coward she is, she got the courage to be a #girlboss !!!

[pastafossa]

Flufftober 2021, Day 29 - Up Against The Wall Kiss

You can track my progress here on my Flufftober list, and you can find the official flufftober tumblr here!

Ship: Matt Murdock x Reader           Rating: SFW           Wordcount: 1,297     Warnings: some kissing, and the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen being a little bite-y and scent marking, but it’s in a fluffy way ok.

Brief references to TRT - your job and a code pattern you use to signal with Matt, but other than that, you don’t need to read the fic to get this. <3

The two of you had been far too busy.

Your conflicting schedules at work had kept you both on your feet and away from your shared apartment for three weeks now, leaving you with little free time for each other. It was neither of your faults, really, that your time together had grown limited to the early morning hour before you both left for the day, and those late-night moments just after he came back from patrolling the city and just before you fell back to sleep, his exhausted form curled around yours. Hell, you hadn’t even seen him that much in the past three days—you’d been so tired you hadn’t woken up when he'd come in, and you’d been forced to leave before him each morning. It was time to fix that.

Fortunately, you knew where the Devil liked to hang out.

It took time, of course. Your own job occasionally brought you up here to the rooftops, though, and you’d bumped into him up here before, up above the hard, bloodied streets and the chaos of traffic and pedestrians hurrying this way and that. Here, the air was a little cleaner and the breeze could whisper along your skin; here, scents could carry to him, sounds not so cluttered, muffled by brick and cement. Sure enough, it wasn’t long before you spotted him four buildings over, prowling along his own rooftop. He was moving slowly, his pace steady and even. He wasn’t hurt, you didn’t think. He was just… listening, alert for some sign of danger, some call for help. You were downwind, so he hadn’t caught your scent yet, unaware of your presence. You grabbed a metal pipe lying nearby and rapped it against the brick in a familiar rhythm—one he and you had worked out early on.

Tap-tap-tap. Tap. Tap-tap.

The Devil paused before tilting his head towards you, the distant glow of the red eyes in his Devil mask almost eerie where they reflected the light.

Tap-tap-tap. Tap. Tap-tap.

The horned head still wasn’t moving.

“D, come here,” you said, not bothering to raise your voice. “I have something to ask you. It’s important.”

He was too far away for you to see his expression, but you got the feeling he was amused as he started towards you. He was all smooth, casual grace tonight, a sinuous prowl that confirmed you were definitely interacting with Devil Matt at the moment. As he often did when he was out at night, he moved in absolute silence even when leaping across wide gaps, vaulting easily over obstacles with the lazy air of someone taking an evening summer stroll and not someone parkouring across frighteningly massive openings between buildings. And with every leap, that broad, deep-red shadow came closer, growing larger and larger, tinted lenses in the mask glowing whenever they caught the ambient light of the city just right. It would have been intimidating if you hadn’t known him and if he hadn’t been yours.

His landing on your rooftop was made without a sound, his body dropping into a crouch to absorb the impact along hard lines of muscle and bone. You tossed the pipe aside, keeping your eyes on him as he tipped his head, the quirk of his mouth a clear, ‘yes?’

He was toying with you tonight.

You cleared your throat and crossed your arms. “I called you over because I want a kiss. Kiss me and then you can go back to what you were doing.”

He remained in a crouch, the silence somehow more baffled.

“It’s been three days,” you continued awkwardly, suddenly unsure. You… had interrupted him, after all. What if he’d been doing something important? Chasing someone, hunting down some robber or murderer. He did the Daredevil thing for a reason, after all. Jesus, why did you have to tell him it was important? But there was no way to back out of this now, not when he was here. “I’m… it’s kiss withdrawal. I just need one, and then you can… you know. Devil on, or whatever.”

He rose smoothly to his feet, the slant of his mouth unreadable. He lowered his head as he stalked towards you, the motion almost predatory, and you took an instinctive step back. It wasn’t that you were afraid of him, afraid he might hurt you. It was just that this stance generally only happened with you when he was chasing you in play, the hungry Devil snapping at your heels as you did your best to pretend you didn’t want him to catch you. Your body reacted without thought, responding to his energy, retreating from every slow, slinking step he took until your back hit cool brick, trapping you.

He kept coming, a slow inhale deepening the broad line of his chest as he licked his lips once, tasting the air. Whatever feedback he received must have been enough for him. He hummed thoughtfully, stepping in closer until he could brace his hands on either side of you, a massive wall of heat and smoke and red leather hemming you in.

He paused there over you, the glimmering lenses of his mask completely opaque, the color of blood and heat and passion. All you had to read him was his mouth, and he wasn’t giving you much to go on there. You stared up at him a little nervously, unsure if you’d stepped over a line somewhere. “So is that a yes or a no on the kiss thing?”

He tilted your chin up gently with one finger, the corner of his lips at last quirking up into a crooked smile. “Always a yes for you,” he murmured, before slanting his mouth warmly against yours.

Kissing Matt at night—kissing the Devil—was always a little different than kissing him during the day, at his office or in the lazy morning hours. The kiss was a little rougher at times like this, sharper around the edges, sharp like glass and city streets, touched with hunger that sang like embers on your tongue. Each and every time, it felt like you’d somehow caught lightning in your hands, against your mouth—something wild and primal, fire trapped in human skin. Yet despite it all, this kiss was about as gentle, warm and affectionate, as the Devil could manage. He took his time as he caught first your upper lip and then your lower lip between his, breathing fire and life and heat into your lungs, air shared from him to you, your arms wound around him.

He rumbled softly, leaning into you until his weight had pinned you back against the brick, one of his gloved hands sliding up along your throat to cradle the shape of your quiet moan. His other hand went further, cupping your face, his thumb dragging fondly back and forth along your skin like yours were doing to his suit, your fingers tracing the shape of hidden muscle beneath warm leather. His bite to your lower lip was light, almost playful, the sting soothed by a swipe of his tongue that quickly turned into a languid, affectionate lap into your open mouth. You melted at the familiar drag of his tongue, sighing happily at the first taste of him you’d had in three days.

“Missed you,” you whispered when he pulled away. He dipped his head to your throat and you rolled your head back, giving him room. “Missed you so much, Matt.”

He made a low, rough noise of agreement before he bit carefully at your neck. He held there for a moment, a faint sting making you ache as he worked his throat, sucking hard. Your eyes fell shut and you shivered, your fingers curling against the suit, your nails scraping. Only once he was satisfied that he’d re-marked you did he purr quietly, lapping fondly at the mark he’d just left. “Three days is too long,” he murmured. “I’m sorry.”

“Me, too.”

-x-

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[majestyeverlasting]

We're Gonna Be Okay

Pairing: fatws!Bucky x Reader

Flufftober Prompt: Pillow Talk (Day 13)

Summary: It's Bucky's first night back from a two-month-long mission. Undoubtedly, the two of you spend it enjoying each other. And one thing both of you know is that you never want to be apart for that long again. There are hints at suggestive activities in this. Only hints. It's very soft overall.

Word Count: ~790

A/N: I saw this prompt and I really wanted to write something... so I did. And the story just so happened to steer itself in this direction. I hope you enjoy!

For the first time since he arrived home earlier that night, the room had grown quiet. As the two of you laid in bed, you watched the rise and fall of his chest in the dim lamplight. Each exhale was no more than a soft sound past his parted lips, but you held onto them as they rose into the air. They might as well have been music; undoubtedly void of a melody, but nonetheless a more subtle continuation of what had arisen between you as you lost yourselves in the depths of each other.

It had been two months since you’d seen him in person, touched him, been consumed by his entirety. One night wasn’t enough to make up for the desire and longing that had been cultivated in that time but, with God as your witness, the two of you had tried.

Bucky had yet to open his eyes as he continued to descend from the high that the two of you had reached.

They remained closed even as you tucked yourself more into his warmth, draping a leg over his and brushing your fingertips over the dusting of dark hair on his chest. If it was possible, it seemed as though he’d gotten stronger in the time he was overseas. There was a new solidness to his muscularity. You’d realized whenever you squeezed his biceps or dragged your nails down his back. And there was even more swiftness and ease to the way he’d guided and maneuvered your body as the two of you made love.

When your palm came to rest over Bucky’s heart, he spoke up.

“Never gonna be gone that long again.”

You studied his features for a few seconds. “We can only hope not.”

“No.” He opened his eyes and turned his head towards you. “M’gonna make sure. Already don’t like leaving you as it is,” he said.

“You don’t?” You were only teasing. Not for the fun of it, but because welcoming that sliver of lightheartedness soothed the dread that came along with the thought of being without him for that long again.

Bucky didn’t say anything, but his hand moved to rub your bare thigh beneath the sheets. His touch wasn’t featherlight as if seeking to provoke goosebumps. It was firm, consoling. You nuzzled your nose into his shoulder and breathed him in as if you’d never get enough. He smelled faintly of a warm musk. Like a forest somewhere where the sun was shining that you wanted to lose yourself within.

After a few moments feeling the gentle beats of his heart against your palm, you trailed your hand further down his torso, stopping just beneath his belly button. Your fingertips followed an invisible path as they graced the sensitive space between his hip bones. He shifted after a while.

“Tickles, babydoll,”' he murmured.

You stilled your hand and offered him a small smile as you looked up into his eyes. “Sorry.”

Perhaps you shouldn’t have looked up. It had become more evident that he was tired, but there was an intensity to his gaze that hadn’t been there before. Not the type that instilled fear, but the type that dared you to acknowledge it, that wanted you to. And because of it, you became all the more aware of the things you weren’t saying that existed within the silence between you. Namely, the fact that he’d been gone on a mission for a long time—a painfully long time—and there had yet to be boundaries set in place to ensure that didn’t happen again.

Everything weighed down all at once.

Tears pricked in your eyes. But they didn’t fall right away because you were thinking too hard. When they did, everything in your mind spilled out with them. And when you hid your face in Bucky’s chest in search of refuge, he let you; he was the one thing that you could see, touch, and smell to stay grounded within the bittersweet reality you had found yourself within. You loved him with everything that you had.

“I don’t like when you leave either,” you said, remembering his statement from earlier. Your voice came out smaller than you would’ve liked.

“Well, you don’t have to worry about losing me like that again,” he said. “We’re gonna be okay.”

You nodded as best you could, and met his gaze again. He used the pad of his thumb to wipe the fresh tears rolling down your cheeks. And when he finished, you took his hand in yours and stared at his fingers, the lines of his palm. Then you brought it to your lips and kissed it right in the center.

We’re gonna be okay.

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flufftober - day 12

Sleepy Kiss

Drew Starkey x female!Reader

Warnings: implied non-explicit smut (?)

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She wasn’t sure what had woken her up: the chirping birds or the cold breeze hitting her bare arms. (y/n) didn’t need to open her eyes to know she was alone in bed, the absence of the already so familiar arms that usually held her the entire night being confirmation of that. She moved a bit to cover herself up with the blanket to block the breeze from her goosebumps filled arms and nuzzled a bit more against the mattress and the pillow, blanket up to her chin. The sliding door leading to the balcony was shut, muffling the singing of the birds and planting a cozy quietness in the room. (y/n) sighed in content and listened carefully to the steps coming closer to the bed at a chilled pace. No rush. 

Nothing about that weekend was rushed, the short getaway was meant to rest and for the couple to just enjoy each other’s company with no interruptions, no responsibilities.

The mattress dipped with Drew sitting on it, careful not to wake her up. The boy held his weight over his elbow as he took a moment to admire his sleeping girlfriend. Her hair was a mess, wild, it suited the way they spent the previous night exploring every corner of the bed. The soon to be dark stains on her neck and collarbone reminded him of how much passion he felt as his mouth made love to her skin and how mind blowing it was to have her hold onto him like he was the only thing keeping her alive. She kept him alive that night, like he could live for eternity as long as she would be there, under him. 

Drew leaned closer and kissed her cheek so lightly it felt more like another rush of the morning breeze on her skin. (y/n) wanted to go back to his arms and have his body warm her up instead, but she was still too tired and too sleepy to move, so she stayed put and pretended to still be asleep. His lips pressed onto her cheek again before moving up to her temple, taking a few seconds there. Then it moved down close to her ear, then lower to the spot where her jaw met her neck and then hovered over the bruise made by the same lips that, this time, so gently rubbed against it. 

“That tickles.”

Her unexpected voice was met with a chuckle and Drew nuzzled his face in her neck, making her roll on her back on the mattress with the sudden weight over her. His hands roamed her blanket covered waist, traveling up until his arms were framing her head, holding his weight in his elbows. The girl’s eyes remained closed, still not ready to face the day and actually enjoying how vulnerable she allowed herself to be with Drew. She felt like he could do anything he wanted with her and she would let him. She was all his. 

“It’s time to wake up, sleeping beauty.”

“No it’s not. “ she answered, her eyes still shut. 

“You tired?”

“Yeah.”

Drew nuzzled his head again against her neck, leaving a wet and deep kiss on her bruised skin. 

“Was it that good?”

She chuckled and lightly smacked his back, letting her hand then roam up his naked back, her nails barely scratching his muscles leaving shivers behind, until it reached the back of his head and her fingers laced with his hair.

“You know it was.”

He hummed, biting her neck playfully. (y/n) started to move both her hands along his body, from his hair, to his neck, down his back and brushing the hem of his boxers, only to slide up again and entangle his equally messy hair again. With his face still buried in the neck, he grabbed her hands and pinned them against the pillow over her head. Drew looked up at his girl, eyes still closed and a smirk threatening to appear on her lips. He couldn’t hold back his smirk either and he then remembered he had missed a few spots on his kissing spree, her inviting lips being the next stop. Knowing she was more awake, he didn’t have to be so apprehensive in his touch, but at the same time, he didn’t want to rush a moment that they wished would last forever. It started with slow pecks, then it turned into longer ones, until his tongue was parting her lips to meet with hers in a slow dance. They could feel the same passion of the night before peek around the corner waiting for it’s turn to take over them. It didn’t take long for it to happen. Slowly, passionately and still rather sleepy, they stood in bed, kissing for what they wished would last forever.

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Flufftober - Day 7

7 - Meddling Friends

Written for @flufftober2021 ’s event. @prompts-in-a-barrel prompt in bold.

Pairing: Loki x GN! reader

Word count: 1,3K

Tags and warnings: secretly dating, implied smut, knives, fake kidnapping, the Avengers being wholesome.

A year and seven months.

A year and seven months it took all of your friends to start noticing there was something going on between Loki and you.

To be sincere, both of you hid it very well until then. After so many sneaking outs and going on “planning missions” nights (aka dinner dates), you started being a little more obvious, and making it a game. What would be the harm?

The first one to notice anything was, of course, Natasha.

Natasha was sitting in the living room watching some brain-numbing TV series while waiting for the rest of the team to awake. She was an insomniac, and pretended not to be along the rest of the day —so how could you know?

Loki and you snuck back in the house with feather-light steps, and Natasha noticed. She hid under the couch and observed you two walking into the house at unholy hours of the night, in fancy dressing clothes and with reddened cheeks —both alcohol and flirting, she was sure.

Natasha said nothing.

She saw you walk into the same room and pretend like nothing happened. But she sharpened her senses since then, and observed you very carefully; how the next morning you would arrange his hair with careness —you did that for others, sure, but you looked at him with that gaze—that gaze that said you’re special and I want you forever; how every time Loki said something sarcastic, funny, a witty remark, or whatever that could make someone laugh, he looked at you first —and you laughed, you always did; how you spent all of your time around him and he did the same, how in the meetings you two sat close to each other and she noticed he snuck a hand up your leg more often than not.

But Natasha said nothing. She just smiled proudly, because two of her more heart-colded, stubborn-to-the-bone, unadmitting-feelings friends had found love.

The next two were Bucky and Sam.

Bucky was, as per usual, training alone. He always trained alone, if he could help it. But one unlucky night, Sam was too anxious and too hyped to go straight to bed after a whole day of working with Tony, so he snuck to the gym and found Bucky stabbing a foaming ball with all of his strength —which was a terrifying view—.

“Bucky?”.

“Oh, hey Sam”, he threw the knife away and plummeted to the floor, exhausted.

“You good?”.

“I need to take it out”.

“Yeah, me too”.

They sat in the silence for a while, an uncomfortable one.

“Want to train?”.

“What does she say about releasing your feelings through more contained violence?”, Sam meant his therapist.

“She says it’s fine”, he lied, and Sam noticed.

“What about we go do something else? I kinda wanna eat chinese”.

“Wow, cannibalism sounds kinda brutal to me, buddy”.

They laughed, and walked to the common room while dialing the delivery and waited for the tone. But they heard something else, besides their steps and the phone.

“Is that…?”, whispered Sam.

“Jesus Christ. Who’s fucking at this hours?”, he laughed, and his laughter dissipated as soon as he recognized where the noise came from. “Oh my God”.

“It’s!! It’s from!! They’re!!”, jumped Sam, excitedly. “I knew it!!!”.

"It comes from Loki's room!" he whispered and shushed Sam, who was jumping in excitement. "Let's see who's with him".

"It's obviously Y/N. I'm sure", nodded Sam, and Bucky agreed, but wanted to bother anyway.

"I don't think so. Let's call the door".

"No way. Let them!".

Bucky grinned mischievously, and walked to the door. Sam couldn't stop him. He knocked thrice, and after a while Loki opened mere inches of the door, looking very pissed.

"Barnes. What do you need at these hours?".

"Hey neighbor", he smiled innocently. "I was wondering if you could help me with my phone".

"No", cut Loki, closing the door immediately. But Bucky catched it before it closed completely.

"And you, Y/N?".

Bucky couldn't see him, but he was sure he had the most panicked face ever. He took in a deep breath and answered from behind the door.

"Y/N is sleeping in their room".

"Oh, so they moved with you now?".

"They's not here", he lied.

Bucky rolled his eyes and nodded.

"Fine. Wanna play that game? We're playing that game".

So, the next three to find out were Tony, Wanda and Steve.

That next morning Bucky went to the three of them —against Sam's wishes—, and told them he was sure you and Loki were dating.

Tony didn't believe it. He said Loki was a whore, because "it takes one to know one" and that he could've been with anyone on the planet. That he didn't have any proof about it. That both of you were incapable of demonstrating true feelings towards anyone, much less having a romantic partner.

If Tony would’ve entered in that exact moment the compound’s library he’d retract every word in an instant. So, there you were, laying on the library’s couch under Loki’s arms, reading together from one book. He was playing with your hair and smelling it —to him you smelled divine, his words—, and he kept planting little kisses to the crown of your head. If you were a cat, you’d be purring like an engine.

But Tony wasn’t there to see how much you two loved each other apart from their sight, and Bucky insisted.

“There’s gotta be a way for us to prove it”.

“I know!”, said Wanda. “Let’s get into their brains and…”.

“Something less creepy”.

“What about…?”, said Tony, getting a little too into the game.

So they planned it. They planned an entire mission that would consist of Loki getting kidnapped and you going to rescue him. You jumped off your seat when you heard it, volunteering to go get him. They agreed that you’d lead the mission, but they had to be there too. They were sure you two would finally come to terms with the fact that you were made to be together —because they thought you weren’t exactly a couple yet.

“Maybe we can come to some sort of… understanding”, said the villain that held captive your love. Loki was tied up, completely chained yet not an inch of his face showed any kind of nervousness. The rest of the team watched expectantly the build up of the fight.

“If you don’t want my knife to come to an understanding with your gut, you’ll take a few steps back”, you said, pulling out two knives and waving them around.

“Hah, that’s my beloved”, said Loki from his chair. Suddenly, all Avengers and the villains they were fighting, stopped in their tracks to stare at Loki bewildered. “I meant beloved in a friends kind of way, of course”.

“You know… we could deal with this later… seems like you have bigger issues in here”, joked the paid villain. “Honestly. Your coworkers dating each other? That’s like a really bad idea”.

“We’re not dating!”, you said, carelessly brandishing your knives around.

“We’re surely dating”, he retorted, rolling his eyes. You gasped. “What? It took them too long, this was getting boring”.

“So, we were right. Tony owes us, what? Hundred dollars?”, said Wanda.

“You bet with a billionaire for only a hundred? You clearly have no strategic thinking. I say we raise it to a thousand they get married in less than two years from now”, said Bucky.

“Two years is too little. In Asgard we have to do many things before settling on marriage. I’d say at least five”, added Thor.

While all of this was developing in front of everyone, you two stayed in silence. Slowly, you approached him and untied him, and finally walked slowly away from the room.

In the corridor, both of you started giggling.

“You think they actually know?”, you whispered while rushing your steps to match his.

“Nah. Wait until they find out we actually got married in Las Vegas”.

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Day 17 of @flufftober 2021!

A sweet surprise on a gray day...

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don't ever forget (you're part of us) for the Director's Cut ask game?

Okay, so this fic - part of flufftober 2021 - was only my second ever Westhallen fic, and much like the first was born out of the belief that they deserved better, especially Eddie, after his experience being held captive by Eobard, and the idea of Iris and Barry leaving their boyfriend love notes because he's been struggling recently just really called to me. This was one of the first to establish the 'No Zoom S2' and Eobard just being dealt with instead of listened to because the latter in particular had always bothered because why?? Would you ever have trusted him?? And knowing I could just pop that in the background without having to put in a lot of lead up was great.

The love notes were definitely my favourites, though, even though only two are actually shown. First we have Iris's:

Dear Eddie, I just wanted to let you know that I love you so much, and you’re one of the kindest, sweetest, and most supportive people I know. Love, Iris

This one did involve little projection on my part because he is one of my faves, but only a little because this is pretty clear in canon and I'm pretty sure everyone in Team Flash and beyond can see this. And then I had Barry's:

Eddie, You’ve always been a good friend, even when I haven’t deserved it. When I tried to save you after your arrest, you ended up being the one comforting me – you saw what the real problem was and no one ever really had before. You’ve no idea how much that meant to me back then. You’re the best friend anyone could have – and the best boyfriend. Love, Barry

While the show did have a few missteps in S1 (Barry's entitlement and the waterfront cheating kiss) for the most part Barry and Eddie had a pretty solid friendship, and that moment was one of the absolute highlights, because we have Barry, the hero of the show, actively prepared to break the law because he can't bear to lose someone else he loves - and Eddie, the would-be rescuee, accused of murder with a lot of evidence against him, stopping him because he has faith that Barry can exonerate him the right way. It's one of the best moments of the episode and the show and I wanted Barry to tell Eddie just how important this moment was.

And for a little while I considered writing out every love note, but I ultimately decided against it because I think these two set the stage well enough that I could just summarise the others - the two of them telling Eddie that they're lucky to have him, that he's an integral part of Team Flash (because that was definitely one of the roots of his insecurities, feeling like an outsider), and that he's one of the best parts of their lives.

In any case, the three of them get to talk it out in the last scenes, Eddie feeling so much love towards them for realising he was starting to spiral and stepping to help how they could, reminding him that he is loved and that he is important - striking back at Eobard's claim of his 'footnote in history' status becuase he will never be a footnote to them, not ever, and Eddie thinks he's very lucky indeed, and I felt that was an excellent place to end it.

Director's Commentary Ask Game

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Infertility|MHA Boys x Reader

The MHA boys find out why you two aren't able to have a baby, despite how many times you tried!

Infertility means a couple who can't conceive a child!

Characters:Izuku, Katsuki, Ejiro, Teigo, touya, Shoto, Shota

Izuku Midoriya/Deku

The Number One Pro Hero Deku! He was a LOT of things!

He was an amazing, hero, he was an amazing husband! But one thing he WASN'T, along with you, was the ability to have a child.

You two have been trying for MONTHS to try and conceive a child, yet nothing you did work! No matter how many times you didn't use protection, it just wouldn't work.

You were starting to lose hope and so was he, but he was managing to keep both of your hopes and spirits up!

Only for them to be crushed!

You went to the hospital to get checked out by a doctor, and he told you that you two were among the small priority of couples who can't have children.

This broke your heart, and you didn't want to break it to your husband! But you had to..

"I'm home!" Deku calls out, closing the door behind him. "Baby?" He calls out again and walks to the dining room to see you sitting at the table. You were looking down at your hands before looking up at Deku with sadness in your eyes.

"Y/N what's going on?" He asks concerned, walking over to sit by you, wrapping his scarred arm around you. "Izuku... I went to the doctors.." You being in a quiet and shaky voice.

He thought it was just more bad news about not being pregnant, but it was worse.

"They told me.. that.. we're among the small minority of couples who can never have a child..!" You finish, quickly covering your eyes as your voice cracks from sadness.

"Wait.. what?" Deku says, his eyes widen. "So.. we'll never be able to have a baby?" He asks quietly, wanting to make sure he heard that right. All you could do was nod as you cried.

Deku was of course VERY sad, but he then just smiled and pulled you close to him. "Don't worry, we'll find out own way.." He replies gently.

"You promise?" You ask with a sniffle.

"I promise."

Katsuki Bakugou/Dynamight

Your husband was the Number 2 Hero, and his personality to the public was pretty obvious!

Loud, angry, mean, just typical Bakugou!

But when he's alone with you, his wife, he is SUPER gentle and kind, and loves cuddling with you! He also loves taking out his hearing aids after a long day, and then go up behind you, wrap his arms around your waist, press his ear against your back, and feels the soothing vibrations of your humming.

And he is a BIG family man, and you two have tried for a baby for so long! But you've failed Everytime.

One day, when Bakugou comes home, he doesn't find you cooking dinner, but sitting on the couch crying. "Babe?? What's wrong??" He asks rushing over to sit down beside you and brings you close.

"I went to the doctors.. and they said we'll never be able to have a child!" You tell him through your tears, burying your face in his chest.

"We'll.. never be able to have a child?" Bakugou repeats, making sure he heard it correctly due to his hearing loss.

You nod in response. "I'm sorry..!"

"Why are you apologizing?"

"Because I'm broken.." You tell him in a quiet voice, but he still managed to hear you.

"Stop. It's not your fault." He reassures you.

"It's not?"

"It's not. I promise we'll figure something out.." He reassures you once more.

Shoto Todoroki

You've been married to your husband Shoto Todoroki for a good 2 years now! Throughout those two years, you two tried time and time again to have a child, to no avail.

It wasn't until you went to the doctors and got checked out did you find out you can't conceive.

This was enough to break your heart, and you were about to tell Shoto, but debated against it. You couldn't tell him! Not yet at least..

Shoto noticed you were down for a while, but didn't approach you about it yet. Only later that night when you two were in bed, Shoto rolls out over to see you.

"What's wrong Y/N?" He asks concerned. You figured you couldn't hide it anymore. "I.. I went to the hospital.. and they said we will never be able to have children.." You mutter, avoiding his gaze.

"Wait.. really?" He asks.

"Yes... Are you mad?" You ask, much quieter. But then he grabs your hand.

"Of course not.. it just means we'll find some other way."

"Really?"

"Really. I promise."

Ejiro Kirishima/Red Riot

He felt so bad after you told him!

Not at you, but at himself! Since he felt like it was his fault!

Trying for SO LONG to have a child only to find out that you can't. It broke both of your hearts!

Surprisingly though, he was sadder than he was! You both were just sitting on the couch snuggling with each other after you both had a good cry.

"I'm sorry.." He says for the one thousandth time. "It's okay... It's not your fault.." You reassure him, rubbing his arm.

"It is though!"

"Shh, no.. it isn't... Don't worry Eji.. I'm sure we'll figure something out." You reassure him once again.

"You sure?" He asks, sniffing and finally looking up to meet your gaze. You give him a small smile and nod.

"Of course. I promise.."

Teigo Takami/Hawks

It was just salt in the wound!

Hawks already had a bad day at work, so having to hear you say that not only did you not get pregnant, but that you can't.

You told him through hysterical crying as you were curled up on the couch, your eyes absolutely red!

You would soon just cry out all of the liquid in your body!

Teigo sat on the couch with you and wrapped his arm and wings around you, keeping you close to him.

"It's unfortunate, but we can't sit here being sad.. that just means we have to find some other way. After all, there's always adoption!" He tells you, making you feel a bit better.

"I know but... It's still sad.." You tell him as you sniffed and wiped your tears.

"I know. But I promise we'll figure it out!"

Touya Todoroki/Dabi

Never in his life would he expect something like this!

Finding out that you two couldn't have a baby, no matter how hard you would try.

Now he sat in your room on the blow up mattress that is your bed, and was holding you in his arms while you cried your eyes out.

If he could, he definitely would be crying.

"We can always figure something else out." Dabi tells you. "How?! It's not like we could adopt because we're villains!" You tell him, pulling away to meet his icy glare. Although now it was soft and kind.

"I'm not sure yet, but I promise I'll find something."

"But-"

"Don't trust me?" He asks, catching you off guard.

"Of course I do!" You reply. "Then don't worry and let me handle it." He reassures you.

You eventually give in and cuddle into him again, still sad.

"I'll make sure to find something."

Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead

The stress of not ever knowing wether you two managed to gets child, or if once again it didn't work was almost too much for Aizawa.

Except now a new worry hit him once he heard you tell him that you two will never be able to have a child.

Honestly at this point Aizawa just thought his life was cursed! Only one bad news after the other.

But he sat at the table comforting you. "Don't worry, we could always adopt." He tells you.

"You mean you're not at all sad?" You ask looking at him. "No, I'm definitely disappointed and sad. But we can't do anything about it.. so we'll just figure something else out. Alright?"

You could feel the comfort in his eyes and you nod.

"You're right.."

"Don't work. Not all hope is lost."

[flufftober]

Hello and welcome to our first annual Flufftober! We're so excited to have you here!

Let's fill the month of October with as much fluff as possible 🥰

You'll find the entire prompt list at the end of this post so you can easily copy/paste it all. But first:

Rules & FAQ

No inc*st or p*dophilia - we can't keep you from writing it or creating art for it but it won't be reblogged.

No hate or ship bashing - we're all different and we all love different things. As long as it doesn't go against rule #1, it's allowed.

Tag correctly! Trigger warnings (including cheating!), ships, ratings, (pure) smut, etc - it's all fine as long as you tag it.

There's absolutely no word count restriction, write as little or as much as you like.

In regards to art, anything goes: drawings, paintings, collages, mood boards, gifsets, videos, playlists... the sky's the limit (though not really...)

While we can't force you to write fluff or create fluffy art, please try to keep in mind that this is a fluff-event 😉

You can start writing and/or arting as soon as you see this - but please refrain from posting before the respective day.

You can participate in as many days as you like, even if it's just one; you can also create multiple entries for the same day.

It's okay to write one story/a series for all the prompts as long as it's separated into chapters and the respective chapter/work is posted on the given day.

You do not have to stick to one ship or even one fandom - switch as often as you want to or even write for multiple ships for one day.

The ship does not have to be a romantic one! Friendship and family feels are also more than welcome (but this is not a way to get around rule #1!)

This event can be combined with other events as long as the other event allows it.

All fandoms and ships are welcome - fanon and canon - as long as they’re of age (in case you want to add smut) and not related.

Posting

When posting to tumblr, please use the tag #flufftober2021 (be careful, there are other flufftober blogs out there, so make sure you tag the correct one)

Feel free to include @flufftober2021 in your post as well

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Late entries are always welcome - this blog will never close

Prompts

1. Winning a Teddy for the Other

2. Sneaking Out Together

3. Lazy Sundays

4. Sparklers & Fireworks

5. Watching the Sunrise

6. Fireman’s Carry

7. Meddling Friends

8. Cooking Lessons

9. Text Messages

10. Pillow Fight

11. Love Notes

12. Sleepy Kiss

13. Pillow Talk

14. Slow Dancing

15. Silly Traditions

16. Falling Asleep Together

17. Domestic Fluff

18. Costumes

19. Flowers

20. Secret Crush

21. Knuckle Kiss

22. Flirting at Work

23. Hold Me in Your Arms

24. Caught in the Rain

25. Cuddling & Snuggling

26. New Hobby Together

27. “I’m cold” - “Here, have my jacket”

28. Soothing Baths

29. Up Against the Wall Kiss

30. Fall Asleep in My Lap

31. Holiday Traditions

[sterek-ao3feed-archive]

Forehead kiss

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51768028 by Jaythanislove Stiles le canta a Derek sobre querer casarse con él aun si es con anillos de papel Words: 220, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Español Series: Part 14 of Flufftober2021 Jaythanislove Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV), Taylor Swift (Musician) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Stiles Stilinski is a Little Shit, Stiles Stilinski is a Mess, Derek Hale is a Softie, Derek Hale is Bad at Feelings, Derek Hale is So Done, Based on a Taylor Swift Song read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51768028