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💋 — Fluffuly #5
— prompt : gentle kiss @fluffuly2022 + "quick, kiss me!" (x)
— pairings : Sirius Black x Reader (Established Relationship)
You're pulled out of your studies at the sound of quick foot-steps approaching you. You lift your head just in time to see Sirius running over to you, grabbing your hands in his.
"Quick, kiss me!" He says rapidly, a grin dancing across his sharp features. You blink at him in confusion, his sudden demand not fully processing in your brain yet.
Your brain finally catches up, and you plant a soft kiss on his lips. Sirius smiles at you as you lean back from his lips, tilting your head in a questioning manner.
"What was all that about?"
His grin returns in full swing as he rests his hands on your hips, pulling you close, and kissing you again, "Just missed you."
You can't help the butterflies that set off in your stomach at his adorable antics, a warmth filling your heart as you gaze into his adoring eyes.
#fluffuly#fluffuly2022#sirius black x reader#sirius black fanfiction#sirius black imagine#sirius black fluff#sirius black x you#sirius black x y/n#sirius black x fem!reader#marauders x reader#marauders fanfiction#marauders era fic#marauders era fanfiction
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Fluffuly 2022
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It’s that time of the year again; the time I give all of you wonderful writers a month-long rundown of fluffy prompts! They range from regular and dialogue so there’s something for everyone. If none of the daily prompts on the lists manage to grab your imagination, there’s a list of alternate prompts which are free to use for any day and are there for your interpretation.
The event will start on July 1st and finish on July 31st. But of course, if you can’t complete it in that time, there isn’t a hardcore limit. Create when you can. No rush!
This is a mixed media event so you can do anything that works with the prompt: fanfiction, art, gifs, etc. You can mix prompts too! If you have any concerns or questions, just ask!
Please remember to tag each post with #fluffuly and #fluffuly2022. Have fun and let’s have an amazing month! :D
Text version of the prompts are below:
Day 3: “I could kiss you right now.”
Day 3: “I could kiss you right now.”
Day 3: “I could kiss you right now.”
Day 4: The one and only
Day 5: Gentle kiss
Day 6: Soft touch
Day 7: Sweet
Day 8: Cosmos
Day 9: Telescope
Day 10: Diary
Day 11: Thought of family
Day 12: First date
Day 13: Cooking/baking
Day 14: Lifelong friend
Day 15: Childhood
Day 16: “How can I say this?”
Day 17: “I love you.”
Day 18: Light
Day 19: Soulmates
Day 20: “Aww, you didn’t have to.”
Day 21: “Is this for me?”
Day 22: Cake
Day 23: Fireworks
Day 24: Champion
Day 25: Holding hands
Day 26: Kiss on the forehead
Day 27: Safety
Day 28: Magic
Day 29: Moon
Day 30: Caught red handed
Day 31: Adventure
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Gran Roca Ranch - 2035
From another room in the ranch, Lucille heard the plaintive yell.
“Daaaadddyyyyy! Scott stole my space wocket!”
She shook her head, this was definitely something Jeff could handle. Her oldest son and her youngest were at that stage of fighting over every toy they came across. John loved anything and everything to do with space so when Grandma had given him a set of space themed toys for his recent birthday he had been metaphorically over the moon.
Her middle son entered the kitchen where she was looking through the refrigerator.
“Whatcha doing, Mommy?”
“Hi sweetheart,” she leaned down awkwardly, the bump making moving easily a bit of a challenge, and dropped a kiss on his forehead, although he was only five years old and turning into the peacekeeper of the three brothers, he had obviously decided that the current circumstances could only be resolved with parental intervention.
“I am making a cake for Daddy’s birthday.”
“Virgil help?”
She laughed, “Of course Virgil can help. Now let’s just find you an apron. Hop up onto your step and wash those hands – I’ve no idea where you’ve been.”
As instructed, Virgil washed his hands (with soap) and dried them on the embroidered towel. He then proceeded to push the wooden step across the tile kitchen floor, a loud scraping noise reverberating from the cupboards.
“You could just pick it up? Alright then, I’ve already set the oven to warm and Virgil doesn’t touch the oven because it’s?”
“Hot!”
“Exactly. So first of all, we need to weigh out 150 grammes of butter and 200 grammes of sugar. Here are the scales, so off you go.”
Tongue between his teeth, Virgil concentrated on measuring out the correct amounts and scooping them into the deep mixing bowl.
“Mix! Mix! Mix!” he yelled cheerfully, taking the wooden spoon his mother offered and beginning to whip the soft butter and sugar to what the recipe called a cream consistency while she peeled and finely grated 175 grammes of carrots.
“That’s perfect, sweetheart. Now, let’s weigh out 200 grammes of the self raising flour and add a level teaspoon of baking powder and a level teaspoon of ground dry cinnamon.”
Without spreading too much flour over the worktop, Virgil added the ingredients to the bowl along with the grated carrots.
“Two eggs next and while you’re stirring it carefully, I’ll prepare the cake tin.” Lucille buttered and lined the tin with baking parchment and peered into the bowl, smiling. It looked like her little boy had inherited her baking skills. They poured the cake batter into the tin, smoothing the top, and slid it gently into the middle of the oven.
“Is it ready now? Can we eat it yet?” Virgil was always impatient when baking cakes.
“Not yet my darling, it needs a good 45 minutes until we can take it out. But you can sit here while I make a start on dinner and lick the bowl.”
She looked across at him a few moments later, he was sitting on his step, legs crossed at the ankles swinging back and forward. Humming a tune he was learning on the piano, he was running a finger around the inside of the mixing bowl to scrape out the last dregs of cake mix, a blob on the tip of his nose.
Could life be any sweeter?
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Tracy Island – 2072
“Whatcha doing, Daddy?”
“Hi sweetheart,” he leaned down and dropped a kiss on the little boy’s forehead.
“I am making a cake for Grandpa’s birthday.”
“Tom help?”
He laughed, “Of course Tom can help. Now let’s just find you an apron. Hop up onto your step and wash those hands – I can tell you’ve been messing around with Uncle Scott’s toolbox.”
Thomas washed his hands (with soap) and dried them on his dark blue denim shorts, then picked up the bulky, heavy wooden step and carried to where his father was lining packets up on the worktop.
“I’ve already set the oven to warm and Tom doesn’t touch the oven because it’s?”
“Hot!”
“Exactly.”
As Virgil had been taught all those years ago, so he showed his son how to weigh ingredients and stir them together to end up with a smooth cake mix, lining the cake tin and place it gently in the oven, taking care to turn the tin part way through cooking to make it bake evenly.
“You can sit here and lick the bowl while I load up the dishwasher and then I will take over from Mommy so she can see about starting on dinner.”
Tom sat contentedly humming and scraping any last traces of cake mix while Anahera tried to encourage Elise to finish one last spoonful of mushed up fruit.
“Aunty Hera?” asked a little boy with turquoise eyes and vibrant red hair, tearfully running into the kitchen, “Giselle took my space rocket!”
Anahera sighed. Would Scott’s daughter and John’s son ever get along? There were days when the family had their doubts.
Chuckling as his nephew started dragging his wife away, Virgil couldn’t help but wonder. Despite the chaos of three families co-existing on one small island, could life be any sweeter?
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Title - Braiding Hair
Summary - Axca braids Lotor's hair so he stops moving around when he should be resting.
Fandom - Voltron Legendary Defender (VLD)
Relationships - Axca & Lotor
Word Count - 612
Prompts & Bingos - @mfbingo (Childhood Friends) \ @anyfandomgoesbingo ("I really don't think that's the #1 cause of death") \ @julybreakbingo [Pre-July Break Bingo] ("Oh, you're full of shit.") \ @julybreakbingo [July Break Bingo] (Burned) \ @badthingshappenbingo (Confined to Bed Rest) \ @fluffuly2022 Day 1 & 2 (Bed Rest & Brotherly/Sisterly Love) \ VLD-PROMPTS(Tumblr): Pre-canon Acxa braiding a hurt!Lotor’s hair. Mostly in an effort to keep him from moving, does he want to make himself worse?
The keep reading feature just shows the bingo cards themselves.
#mfbingo#anyfandomgoesbingo#pre-july break bingo#july break bingo#bad things happen bingo#fluffuly2022
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*Slams desk* I did it, I’m doing a for the heck of it prompt fic. An all in good fun, sun and moon trying to avoid a reader (y/n) because I thought it’d be funny (especially with all the sun and moon/reader (y/n) fics, one of mine included).
Fic is Sun and Moon just minding their own business (literally running a daycare in the suburbs post fire) and the y/n in the fic is there all *wink, smile, finger guns* ‘so do you want to have a slumber party tonight and into ur day off?’ Sun, picking up his and moon’s self adopted child and making a run for it. ‘No, see you on Tuesday!’ Y/n: sad face ‘y won’t u luv me?’
https://archiveofourown.org/works/40078872/chapters/100375533
#fnaf fic#new fic#prompt fic#fluffuly2022 prompts#can i keep things under 1k per chapter?#i will find out#fnaf sun#fnaf sb moon#daycare attendant fnaf#oc child#y/n dont get the jester boys#not in this fic
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🐇 — Fluffuly #6
— prompt : soft touch @fluffuly2022
— pairings : Robin Buckley x Reader
"It was so small and it was just sitting in the middle of the road!" Robin explains, the two of you sit on the floor of her bedroom, hands intertwined as Robin's waves her - and subsequently your - hands around as she tells you about the other day.
"So of course I wasn’t about to let us just drive away because I knew that we wouldn't run it over, but what if someone else did? I would actually like, burst into tears if someone did, Y/N," She looks at you solemnly, her brows knitting together, "I would not be able to live with that kind of guilt."
You nod your head, "Same, that's the kinda guilt that eats away at you."
Robin's eyes light up at your agreement, "Yeah! Exactly! So like, of course i couldn't let Steve just drive us away because surely the next person to drive down that road wouldn't be as merciful as us. So I got him to pull over - he looked very tired but I knew that he knew that I knew that he knew that what we were doing was the right thing to do."
You nod as your gaze holds on Robin, "I mean yeah, duh, of course. I'd like to think that he wouldn't just let a bunny rabbit die."
Robin nods back at you, "Yeah he wouldn't, so of course he pulled over, otherwise i probably would have, like, hijacked the car."
You continue listening intently as you pull one of her hands into your lap to fidget with, the feeling of her hand resting in yours causing the lovesick smile on your face to grow warmer.
"Luckily, the bunny was like right at the middle of, yknow that long road near the weird tree? like the one with the little t-rex arms?" She mimics the short arm-like branches, but in the process pulls her hand away from you, causing you to pout.
"But yeah it was the road on the corner of that tree so it was- are you okay?" She notices your pout, frowning with worry as soon as she notices your sad eyes.
"Your hand, Robs."
For a moment she sits next to you, eyebrows softly furrowed in confusion, when suddenly her eyes widen in a moment of understanding.
"Oh! Babe, I'm sorry, here," She smiles at you as she rests her hand back in yours, a heat growing on her face as you smile back at her.
"So," You say, back to playing with her fingers lovingly, "What happened next?"
Her eyes grin at you lovingly, and her talkative spark is reignited, smiling at you as she continues the story.
"So Steve was looking at me like 'Robin please don't just walk out in the middle of the road', but of course I didn't give him time to stop me..."
#fluffuly#fluffuly2022#robin buckley x female reader#robin buckley imagine#robin buckley x you#robin buckley x reader#stranger things fic#stranger things fanfiction#stranger things x reader#stranger things fanfic#robin buckley fanfic#robin buckley fluff#robin buckley fic
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✏️ — Fluffuly #10
— prompt : diary @fluffuly2022
— pairings : Robin Buckley x Artist!Reader
You're sat with your back against a tall tree, giving you a view of all your friends who are scattered around the playground in front of you.
Most of the younger kids are trying to play on the equipment that's years-too-small for them, save for Max and El who seem to be whispering about something incredibly funny as they point out things to eachother, giggling mischievously.
In your lap sits a sketchbook you've had for a few months, which is mostly filled with pictures of your friends, fictional flora and fauna (including the chicken-scratch drawings of demogorgons and other upside-down creatures of horror that you'd drawn after waking with a start from various nightmares), or your girlfriend.
Squinting your eyes, you survey the park in front of you, searching for your girlfriend whom you're sure you'd had eyes on a few moments ago, as you had been drawing her happy smile that she wore as she grinned at Steve's comedic antics.
You hear sound of a branch breaking, shortly followed by a blurry figure hitting the ground to your left. Before you have a chance to recognise what - or who - it is, they're groaning and quickly getting up.
Now you can recognise who it is, your previously disappeared girlfriend, Robin.
She tries to grin at you, but a wince of pain gives her away as she rubs the back of her head, "Hi."
You can't help but laugh in disbelief, "Hi."
The two of you remain in silence for a moment, until her demeanour completely changes at the sight of your sketchbook, she quickly sits down next to you and reaches for the sketchbook with a curious twinkle in her eyes, she's always loved everything you draw.
You cant help but be a bit worried about any possible injuries she may be sporting after literally falling out of a tree, "Are you oka-"
"Oh my god Y/N!," Robin gasps joyfully as she looks at your drawing, a half finished sketch of her, "This is so good."
You can't help but feel your face heat up at her compliment, averting your eyes as your heart warms.
Something flickers in Robin's eyes, and suddenly she's standing up, grinning even wider at you.
"I'm gonna go tell Steve I fell out of a tree and show him this huge bruise on my arm, can you draw his reaction babe? I swear it'll be so funny."
You can't help but laugh with her, but your amusement doesn't stop you from agreeing with a nod of your head. It's not your fault, you can't say no to her when she looks so pretty and happy and excited.
Robin pumps her fist in celebration, and runs off to Steve, throwing you a quick thumbs up and wink before she gets his attention.
#fluffuly#fluffuly2022#robin buckley x you#robin buckley imagine#robin buckley fic#robin buckley x reader#robin buckley x y/n#robin buckley fluff#robin buckley fanfic#robin buckley x female reader
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☀️ — Fluffuly #1
— prompt : bed rest @fluffuly2022
— pairings : Sirius Black x Reader
♡ they/them pronouns used for reader ♡
Warm rays of sunlight peaked through the edges of the closed curtains, casting an angelic light across the sleeping couple.
The blanket - that at the start of the night lay neatly on top of them - now hung halfway off the bed. Both Y/N's and Sirius' limbs twisted around and out of the blanket, and sat in seemingly the most awkward positions, hands reaching above their heads towards the bed-head, tucked under the others body in an effort to pull them closer, or even just thrown off the edge of the bed.
Even though their bodies seemed to bend every-which-way, they were still sleepily clinging to each-other. Y/N's head rested on Sirius' chest, rising and falling has he breathed. His arm had a loving grip around their back, keeping them as close to him as possible.
The sun continued to rise, the brightness of day becoming more and more prominent as the light bleed strongly into the room. But even though the birds of early morning called them to wake, the couple remained in each-other's arms, sleeping peacefully. Dreams serenaded by the soft breaths of their love, and the comfort of knowing that they were safe in each-other's arms.
#fluffuly#fluffuly2022#sirius black x reader#sirius black fluff#sirius black imagine#sirius black x you#sirius black x y/n#sirius black blurb#marauders x reader#i'll be a leading lady if i get my shot — my writing
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🎂 — Fluffuly #13
— prompt : cooking/baking @fluffuly2022
— pairings : Lily Evans x Reader
lily, who only likes baking small things like cookies and cupcakes, bakes something bigger with reader
"No wait, surely that's a bit too much!" Lily's voice calls out as she turns from what she was concentrating on to face you.
You're both working on a three layered cake for all of your friends' (plus yours and Lily's) Hogwarts graduation. Sure, it occurred to you guys that you could use some spell to conjure up a cake in the blink of an eye, but this was a big occasion, and it felt important to you that you make the cake yourselves.
You laugh softly at her worried gaze as she watches over your actions of making the batter.
"Trust me Lils, it's fine, this is a really big cake, remember?"
You can see the war that's raging in Lily's head, she knows in the logical part of her brain that you're using the right amount, but in the other half, she's so used to baking small treats like cookies or cupcakes, so it feels wrong to bake anything with such a large amount of ingredients.
She sighs, "I know," dragging out the 'o' in exasperation.
You kiss her on the cheek as she turns back to where she's making the icing for the cake.
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The batter makes a gross squelching sound as it drops into the tin, making you grimace. It's been maybe half an hour since you and Lily have started baking this cake, and now it's finally time to put the batter in the oven, and wait.
You grab oven mitts, slotting the full cake tins in one-by-one, closing the oven door as you rub your forehead, baking is more tiring than it looks.
You turn around to see a hopeful looking Lily gazing conflictingly at the left-over batter.
You smile adoringly at her, knowing exactly what she wants to do, "Lils of course you can make cupcakes."
At this, her whole demeanour lights up and she's practically bouncing her way to the kitchen counter, grinning at you as she says, "Love you."
You mirror her grin, wrapping your arms around her waist, "Well, I can't say no, your baking always tastes unbelievably good," you plant a kiss on her nose. Your heart warms as you hear her let out a soft giggle, resting one of her hands atop yours.
#fluffuly#fluffuly2022#lily evans x reader#lily evans x fem!reader#lily evans x gn!reader#lily evans x you#lily evans x y/n#lily evans imagine#lily evans fluff#lily evans fanfiction#lily evans fic#lily evans fanfic#marauders x reader#marauders x you#marauders x y/n#marauders imagine#marauders fanfic#marauders fanfiction#marauders fluff#marauders fic
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💤 — Fluffuly #4
— prompt : the one and only @fluffuly2022
— pairings : Amy March x Reader
Amy rests on your chest, her head rising and falling as you breath. One of your arms are wrapped around her torso, holding her close as you lie together, while the other gently cards through her soft hair.
Your voices are soft as you talk about whatever comes to mind, the conversation dancing across topics such as Amy's family, your favourite time of day, her favourite colours (which are any of the ones you tend to wear frequently), or your favourite memories (you stand by the fact that it's the day you met her, and hers is one when she was equal and loved in the eyes of her sisters).
Eventually, the conversation seems to drift to heavier topics, from the time Amy fell in the lake, and how it terrified her to the bone, to your shared fear of the outside world. For now, there's still an air of comfort in the air, no matter the past, you and Amy are lying together in each-others arms.
But the energy in the room shifts, and you can tell Amy is thinking about something that upsets her, in a way you have only caught glimpses of in the past.
"Y/N," Her eyes peer up at your face, "If... if there were someone prettier, smarter, more successful than I, someone braver than I, would you choose them over me?"
Your face falls into a frown, your hand halting it's actions in Amy's hair as you look down at her face, which holds an unreadable expression.
"What do you mean, Amy?"
Amy sighs, burying her head in the crook of your neck to avoid eye contact.
"What I mean is, there's plenty others girls... ones with far more success than I."
Your heart breaks a little as you finally catch on to what Amy's getting at.
"Hey, no," Your hands go back to playing with her hair and rubbing her back in an attempt to comfort her, "I would never choose anyone over you."
You feel Amy nod, followed by the sound of her sniffling and the feeling of teardrops dropping onto your chest.
You try not to cry with her as you hold her impossibly closer, whispering softly to her about everything you love about her, lulling her into sleep, and it's not long until you fall asleep too, to only the sounds of Amy's soft breaths and rising and falling chest against yours.
It crosses your mind that this conversation clearly isn't over and that Amy will need more reassurances, but for now, you lay in eachother's arms, calm and in love.
You take a deep breath as tendrils of tiredness tempt you closer and closer to sleep. Before your let yourself fall into slumber, you whisper one last thing to your love.
“I could never settle for anyone else, Amy, you’re my one and only.”
#fluffuly#fluffuly2022#amy march x reader#amy march x you#amy march fluff#amy march hurt/comfort#amy march x y/n#amy march fanfiction#little women fanfiction#little women fic#little women x reader
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💻 — Fluffuly #3
— prompt : "I could kiss you right now" @fluffuly2022
— pairings : Lex Foster x Reader (ft. Platonic Hannah Foster)
"Okay so, I have things all figured out, where to stay and everything," You explain to Lex and Hannah, the two of them sitting to your right, Lex closest to you, with Hannah tucked into her side as they listen intently.
"There's an AirBNB I've booked for us, but that's temporary, just until," You open another tab, clicking on a certain listing on the Real Estate website, "This is all ready for us."
Lex lets out a shocked laugh, and Hannah gasps at the property shown on the screen.
Lex's head drops to rest on your shoulder, an open mouthed smile painted over her face, "You really organised all this?"
You grin at your success, "Yeah, yeah I did."
You all sit in a buzzing silence for a moment, so excited you want to never stop talking while simultaneously being stunned into silence.
All of your futures are falling into place and you can all finally see yourselves growing old somewhere safe, somewhere where you're not held back and told no. It's surreal, you're all starting to finally feel alive.
"Okay but wait," You laugh, the two girls looking to you curiously, "I did have to falsify a few financial records, just until Lex and I have a stable income.
"So, now you two," You point to the sisters sat beside you, "Are distantly related to some guy called Paul Mathews. He works some place that pays well and never answers his personal phone so we don't have to worry about him ruining this. Just, if anyone asks, he like fucked over your parents or something and feels bad so he pays you guys back financially, yeah?"
Lex's shocked smile grows into a full grin, her eyes lighting up as she looks at you.
She can't help it, it slips past her walls and out her lips before she even knows what she's saying, "I could kiss you right now."
Your eyes grow wide, not from disgust but from the feeling setting in you heart at her confession. The feelings she's suddenly expressing, something you've grown to be very familiar with whenever you're around her.
Without thinking, your lips quickly peck hers. It's over in an instant, and you're already packing up your laptop and shuffling away from Lex.
Getting up, you look down at Lex who still sits on the floor next to where you were just a moment ago, a blush painting her face, and a twinkle glowing in her eyes. A warmth grows in your chest as you watch her small smile dance across her face, biting her lip bashfully in an attempt to hide it.
Then you glance up from Lex to see Hannah, standing a bit behind her sister, who grins at you, her hands showing you two big thumbs-ups.
You laugh in disbelief, a lovesick smile growing along your lips, you just kissed Lex.
#fluffuly#fluffuly2022#lex foster x reader#lex foster x you#lex foster x y/n#lex foster fanfic#lex foster fic#lex foster fanfiction#black friday x reader#black friday fanfiction#hatchetfield x reader#hatchetfield fanfiction
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🍦 — Fluffuly #2
— prompt : brotherly/sisterly love @fluffuly2022
— pairings : Platonic Steve Harrington & The Hawkins Gang
♡ kinda canon divergent because of el being with the gang at starcourt but i think it's a cute idea so i'm going with it ♡
"Seriously?"
Steve rubs his forehead as he stares at the six kids standing patiently in front of him.
He really shouldn't have expected this to be a one-time thing, it's honestly his own fault for not realising the kids would totally use this to their advantage as soon as they found out they could. So really, he's ready to just give in and let them through the back. But the other half of him is all 'moral compass!' and 'what if they get caught!?'
"Well, yeah! We wouldn't come here, waste our timing waiting for you, all just to say, 'Surprise, we're kidding, bye!'" Max answers matter-of-factly, which causes El to giggle behind her hand, drawing Steve's attention to her.
"Hey, and shouldn't you, like, not be out here??" Steve frowns questioningly at her, as Max steps slightly in front of her, shrugging, before answering with a grin, "What're you, our dad?"
This causes Dustin to break out a grin. Steve lightly hits Dustin on the shoulder as the rest of the group suppresses laughs at Max's words, who grins as El continues to giggle beside her.
Sighing, Steve runs his hand down his face exasperatedly. An onlooker would probably see the predicament Steve is in and see a dad struggling with his six-too-many kids, and honestly, Steve thinks that's a pretty accurate way to describe it.
Steve's eyes flicker over all the kids, Dustin grinning at him, Max with her eyebrows raised and a small smile dancing across her lips, who glances at a hopeful El when she sees Steve look at her, as if to say, 'Come on, she'd be so happy if you let us'. Steve scoffs at Max, seeing right through her manipulative gaze. He then looks over at the hopeful faces of Lucas, Mike, and Will, and he can tell that he's already lost this battle.
Closing his eyes in defeat, he sighs and steps to the side. He extends an arm in a welcoming manner, "Okay, fine, but this is the last time."
The kids cheer and high five, all sharing excitable grins, as they file past Steve and through the back of Scoops Ahoy.
"Thanks Steve," Dustin grins lightheartedly at him, "But I think we both know this'll happen again."
Steve rolls his eyes fondly at Dustin.
"Yeah yeah whatever, just don't get caught" he smiles as he ushers the younger boy through the back door, following behind his friends, "And have fun!"
Dustin stops briefly from where he is halfway down the corridor, "Aye aye, Captain!" he jokingly calls out, and salutes Steve farewell.
#fluffuly#fluffuly2022#steve harrington fanfic#steve harrington fanfiction#max mayfield fanfic#max mayfield fanfiction#eleven fanfic#eleven fanfiction#jane hopper fanfic#jane hopper fanfiction#el hopper fanfic#el hopper fanfiction#dustin henderson fanfic#dustin henderson fanfiction#stranger things fanfic#stranger things fanfiction#i'll be a leading lady if i get my shot — my writing
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Title - BANG BANG BANG
Summary - Stupid commission and their stupid henchmen trying to take over the world. Can we just have one mission without them interfering!? Please!?
Warnings - Mentioned Blood
Fandom - The Umbrella Academy (TUA)
Word Count - 1975
Prompts - @mfbingo (Bleeding) / @julybreakbingo (In Danger) / @whumpmasinjuly (Day 15 - Numb) / @fluffuly2022 (Day 11 - Thought of Family)
Below the cut will just show the bingo cards themselves.
(This was originally for TUA Masked Author but they didn't accept my work because of my profile pic so I'm promoting it now despite it being posted yesterday so don't be confused)
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The event starts tomorrow! This is the final call for contestants!
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It’s July 1st! Let the event begin! Have fun everyone!
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Title - You and Me Against the World
Summary -
Pidge's brother and father, Matt and Sam Holt, are forced to go back into a forest they know is dangerous and get captured by known enemies. Pidge goes to the one person she can trust to free them and hopefully, get the happy ending to a story that will last a life time.
OR
Pidge and Keith go rescue Matt and Sam and act on their feelings for one another.
Warnings - N/A
Fandom - Voltron Legendary Defender
Relationships - Keith/Pidge | Katie Holt
Prompts & Events - @mfbingo (AU) / @fluffuly2022 Day 4 & 6 (The One and Only & Soft Touch) / @whumpmasinjuly Day 3 (Lost)
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