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 this blog (@fluffuly2024) and tag each post with #fluffuly and #fluffuly2024. Have fun and let’s have an amazing month! :D
The text version of the prompts are below:
Bracelets
Concert
Necklace
Earrings
Picnic
Sandwich
Gold
Sunset
Jacket
Gloves
Playing cards
Hotel
Pool
Hair
City
Day out
“Hey, I got you your favourite flowers"
“Wanna go to [place name] today?"
"Y' know, planes aren't THAT scary"
"Why do you still have this?"
"Should I be concerned?"
"I figured I'd be the one who actually bought you a birthday present"
"Can you pass me the glitter?"
"Where are the shot glasses?"
"I found this pretty rock and I thought you'd like it"
Hello folks! Fluffuly has now officially begun! Sorry I’m a little behind schedule this year. Send in your work and I’ll reblog them. I can’t wait to see what you all create and happy Fluffuly!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Elizabeth Weir
Additional Tags: Fluff and Humor, Established Relationship, Sentient Atlantis (Stargate)
Summary:
Neither John, nor Rodney, had expected to remember, nor mark, their own first year of couple-hood; even though the night on which they had finally acknowledged their love, in a blur of mutual confession, enormous relief, and wild and naked limbs, was strongly imprinted on both of their minds, down to the colour of the boxers they had removed with their teeth (John’s, black; Rodney’s, pink with vibrant yellow duckies) and the way that that first kiss had felt, all clumsy and needy and like everything finally made sense.
@fluffuly2023 - day 15: music and alternate prompt 5: quality time
Peter Parker Bingo 2023 | 🕠 @pparkerbingo | Bodega
2023 masterlist :: (ao3 link)
RATING: General
WARNING: Waking up early after being jet lagged.
Waking up in the lakehouse is exactly what Peter needs. It has more benefits than his apartment in Boston, and it’s the holidays, a perfect time to get away. | peter parker/harley kenner
luffuly 🌝 2023 | ptpkb 🕠 2023
It’s cold outside, which is because of the winter holidays, Peter is sure there is snow but to actually know that he would have to wake up and move away from the excellent, warm, comfort he has found in his bed. His bed at the lakehouse, his (third?) home.
Peter ultimately prefers the lake house, it is quiet compared to Boston, and New York has always been his home even if he isn’t in Queen’s anymore. Just out of New York, the lakehouse allows for quiet and a small working farm that Gerald likes to eat from, a perfect match.
The lakehouse also comes with some added benefits that his apartment in Boston doesn’t have.
“Peteeer,” Morgan whines from the bottom of Peter’s lake house bed, she’s adorable and Peter’s little sister, but it’s not really the best noise to wake up to, “Harrrrleeeeyyy,” but hearing his boyfriend's name along with his does bring a small smile to his face.
He can hear Pepper’s laugh from the doorway, the laugh that he has come to love after not hearing it for 5 years, “Morgan I think the boys are still jet lagged from their flight last night, let them sleep.” Peter thanks the gods that put Pepper Potts in this world because she just gets it, she lets them sleep when needed and still forces them to participate when necessary, it is a great balance. Especially when it comes to Stark Industries' work.
The frown on Morgan’s face can be heard by the two boys waking up slowly, holding on to each other, because they know the little girl better than herself. She squints, “But Daddy said they were here so they can play pebbles with me,” Harley giggles from the bed. Pepper shoots them both a look that Peter catches but shakes his head at, Morgan much too interested in her mum (and her dad being in trouble) doesn’t notice.
Pepper bites her tongue, not knowing if she will laugh or berate when she finally comes up with her comeback, “Did he?” She asks, to Morgan’s continuous nodding, Tony should be proud of his honest daughter.
Both boys know for sure that Tony is in trouble from the sound of Pepper turning around and heading out of the bedroom, little feet following closely. Knowing they’re gone leaves Harley and Peter to burst out into loud laughter. The laughter that they are sure Morgan can hear, but is much to focus on her dad being told off to care.
“You feel like throwing some pebbles today,” Harley asks Peter turning to lie so they are facing each other. Pepper is right, they are jet lagged and they only touched down at 10 pm last night, but they are both MIT students who aren’t aware of what a bedtime is and so the small tiredness they feel doesn’t seem that extreme.
Peter smiles holding onto Harley, prepared for the day, “sounds like a great day.”
The lakehouse is perfect for Peter, it has a lake they can skip pebbles across and a great family to go with it, a brilliant selling point.
Tags: Missing Scene, Banter, Makeup, Nonbinary Character
Summary: Jasper has been wondering why Artie always has just one eye painted.
Wordcount: 1,274
Created for: @fluffuly2023 — Golden hour@julybreakbingo — “I think I’ll make an example of you.”
Excerpt:
“I have a question. But I know it’s none of my business to know so I really had no reason to come and talk to you.”
Putting the project away, Artie moves and takes the cup Jasper has left. “Is that question about me?” Artie also throws a smirk his way. It should feel like a challenge to see who would back off first, but Jasper is going to stay and play.
“It is about your makeup,” he shares, leaving the question out in the open at the same time. “About why you only paint one of your eyes.”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Falling In Love, First Kiss, First Time, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst
Summary:
The job was a large one; which was why Rodney was rocking the Batman apron Jeannie had got him for Christmas, gloves of a particularly eye-watering yellow, plastic-wrapped shoes, and a plunger, when the doorbell rang and Rodney was greeted with the sight of the most attractive man he’d ever seen in his life.
RATING: General
WARNING: Panic Attacks generalised detailed, Sensory overload mentioned, Emotional support animals
The dog lying on Peter’s feet brings him back to a sense of normal, one that isn’t spinning, freezing or closing in on him. This one was much more supportive. It was also fluffy, trying to ground Peter again, barking quietly to get him out of his head, it was working. | tony stark/stephen strange
fluffuly 🌝 2023 | isb 🏥 round 3
Peter Parker struggles, his breaths are rapid and he feels enclosed in a tiny room despite knowing the library is one of the larger rooms on campus. It isn’t like his normal attacks, sensory overloads, those are from his senses being powered up to 11, these are new. His therapist says their panic attacks, something she suspects he has been going through for many years but learnt, and was taught, to ignore and mask, because it was unsafe to panic. Now in a stable house, she observes that Peter has been able to let down his guard, so his mask began slipping allowing anxiety to reroot itself.
Moving in with Tony and Stephen has been good, frightening and confusing at first, but good. Much better than most of his other foster homes, all of his other foster homes, because here they cared about him. They let him eat ice cream on week-nights and explore new environments at his own pace, there’s no pressure on grades or work ethic just as long as he is getting things done, healthily.
This explains the comforting body in front of him, and the dog lying on Peter’s feet bringing him back to a sense of normal, one that isn’t spinning, freezing or closing in on him. This one was much more supportive. It was also fluffy, trying to ground Peter again, barking quietly to get him out of his head, it was working.
“Hi Pete,” Stephen says quietly as Peter opens his eyes back up, the dog, his dog, sniffing his hand, the cold wet nose standing out to the rest of the feeling, “Ms Carlyle called and said you came here for some peace and quiet.” Pete nods feeling the mixed white, black and light brown fur that the dog below him brings, recently washed he notes.
Tony noticed that when Peter moved in he felt uncomfortable in the new, accommodating space, very different to what he experienced previously. After searching and researching Stephen and Tony found Tigger, a qualified trained service dog, Australian Sheppard, perfect for Peter. They got to explore their new home together and calmed each other anxieties, spending time together made the move much more comfortable and now Peter gets to grow with Tigger. It helps that Stephen and Tony love him as well, Peter and Tigger.
Peter sighs smiling, calmer than he was moments ago, “Are we going home?” He asks quietly so as not to ruin the peaceful atmosphere that the library creates, the reason he came here in the first place.
Stephen nods putting Tigger’s leash into Peter’s hand, “Tony has been begging to take you out of school to get milkshakes since we met you, he thinks it is a right of passive as a teenager.” That makes Peter chuckle slightly, it is going to take him a while to move away from the weird funk that panic attacks put him into, but Stephen is on the right path.
When they get to the car, after Stephen goes through all the proper procedures to sign Peter out, they meet Tony, hanging out the window of the range rover, “look at Mr Parker skipping school!” It doesn’t set the comfort levels in Peter off and so instead he just shyly waves.
That is enough for Tony, he smiles turning around in his car seat so he can face Peter “I don’t know what Stephen has told you but I have made the important decision that on days like this burgers and milkshakes are required, what do you think?” He reaches to ruff up Tigger’s fur who just ignores the man and digs back into Peter’s skin.
Stephen rolls his eyes and looks his husband in the eyes, “what am I going to do with you?”
Peter is laughing, giggling in the back seat. Panic attacks are forgotten and burgers and milkshakes are on the forefront.
Fluffuly 2023 | 🌝 @fluffuly2023 | Day 3: Golden Hour
Tony Stark Bingo Mark VII | 📻 @tonystarkbingo | Billionaire
2023 masterlist :: (ao3 link)
RATING: Teen
WARNING: Tony Stark goes through a divorce, We hate Tiberius Stone, Tony Stark is the best of the desperate housewives, He lives his best life, Aged Up Peter Parker, Party Planner Peter Parker
Tony Stark is only turning 29, the last party in his 20’s he keeps reminding everyone, but that’s not why it is so glamorous and shiny in gold.
fluffuly 🌝 2023 | tsb 📻 mark vii
“You want everything to be gold?” Peter asks confused trailing behind Tony, StarkPad in his hand planning out what people are calling the party of the century. The newspapers have all sorts of titles for their front page news but the most popular one is; Newly Divorced Tony Stark Celebrates His First Birthday Since The Monumental Divorce To Tiberius Stone. It’s a lot of pressure for one new Peter Parker who is the head of all party affairs, recently appointed by Pepper Potts.
Tony Stark is only turning 29, the last party in his 20’s he keeps reminding everyone, but that’s not why it is so glamorous and shiny in gold.
His boss rolls his eyes moving through the hallways of the manor looking for new things to add to the never-ending list Peter has to complete. He feels more like an assistant than a party planner but apparently, that’s in his job description (he asked Pepper after the first event he planned, and yes it was all laid out in the contract he signed). Tony stops abruptly sighing, “It’s my 29th birthday Peter, I was born on the 29th of May, meaning it’s my golden birthday, meaning everything needs to be gold.” It is very logical when Tony puts it that way, but it doesn’t ease the headache Peter has.
They keep wandering the hallways and without any word Tony somehow has a martini in his hand, embracing his new desperate housewife experience. Divorce really has done wonders for the man.
Peter inserts note after note into his Stark Pad creating spreadsheets and Google forms for all the guests and finding contact numbers on the fly, this couldn’t be tacky, it had to be elegant. There was a reason Pepper hired Peter specifically, “Mr Stark I think we should discuss the budget again,” he recircles back to their point of conversation, the party.
Budget isn’t a word Tony loves so much, so he frowns shrugging his shoulders, “I’m a billionaire Peter, make it work.” And they are off again moving quickly around the mansion, taking over the world, one gorgeous party at a time.
RATING: Teen
WARNING: Ineundo's, Harley Keener is Harley Stark, Tony Stark is Harley Keener's Dad, Hanging on the side of a roof
They are both smiling, happy to just be and sit. “You would soak up the sun like a cat, and you could watch me surf down at the beach while you try to focus on the book you’re reading,” Harley tells Peter, coming up with all the reasons Peter would love Malibu. If they weren’t sitting on the edge of a building Peter would have hit Harley for the surfing comment, but they are and so he doesn’t. | Peter Parker/Harley Keener
fluffuly 🌝 2023 | rpb 📪 round 2
“You would love Malibu,” Harley sighs into Peter’s shoulder, legs dangling off of the top of their apartment building in Boston. It is sunny out for once and despite living in the penthouse, thanks to his dad’s expense, Harley can’t help but want to always feel higher, luckily Peter shares the same sentiment.
Peter lays back in the sun, basking in the warm glaze it gives on a Friday afternoon, the semester almost over with only two more exams to go between them. Harley’s final is in Unified Engineering: Thermodynamics and Propulsion, a bore of a class to be in when your whole life you’ve been working out the aerodynamics of a potato gun and Peter’s is in Just Code: The Ethical Lifecycle of Machine Learning, the last subject in his political science major before being able to focus solely on his chemical engineering course.
They are both smiling, happy to just be and sit. “You would soak up the sun like a cat, and you could watch me surf down at the beach while you try to focus on the book you’re reading,” Harley tells Peter, coming up with the best and snarkiest reasons he can think of for why his boyfriend would love Malibu.
If they weren’t sitting on the edge of a building Peter would have hit Harley for the surfing comment, but they are and so he doesn’t. He does have to admit that Harley often makes it hard for him to concentrate on things, but Harley is his boyfriend if Peter wishes to watch and preen he has all the right to.
The will set soon and so Harkye just keeps rattling off reasons before it does, “And you would love dad’s lab, and I have my own small section but I was too young when we lived there permanently to have my own like in New York.” He smiles thinking of both homes, the move to New York, meeting Peter because of the move, and all the other great things New York has offered, “there’s the boardwalk we could go to and ride all the rides, go shopping, just enjoy each others company in a king size bed.” For that Peter does really hit Harley, once he knows it is safe, and Halrey is prepared for it.
Moving further into the roof so they aren’t as dangerously dangling off from it Peter sighs, “Too bad we are stuck here for summer break,” he shrugs off the possibility of going to Malibu rather happy just to soak up the small amount of sun Boston will give them this summer. They should really be focusing on the upcoming exams they have but Peter just couldn’t resist the slither of sun.
“We don’t have to,” Harley takes Peter’s hand maneuvering him to fit into his lap, leaning back onto his chest, “I’m sure Dad wouldn’t mind us crashing, he, Steve and Morgan are all staying at the lakehouse permanently, nobody uses it but I know it’s clean and available.” Harley had already asked his dad about the possibility and while Tony was suspicious Steve thought it was a great idea, letting it slip that it is always prepared for visitors.
Peter smiles at the idea, that it actually might be feasible before he comes back to the reality of Peter Parker, not Harley Stark. Frowning thinking about the bill and the cost, Peter shakes his head in Harley’s chest “There is no way I can afford the flights Harls.” He sighs not moving to face Harley, because he really feels quite bad about ruining the fun of the summer and all the imaginary plans created in their heads.
Harley just laughs, holding on to Peter and kissing his cheek, “But I do, I mean well, Dad does and I know he would love to spend it on you, I would love to spend it on you.” They really care about each other and Harley appreciates Peter’s absence of using Stark money, but Harley doesn’t care, not when it comes to Peter.
“It is all worth it if it makes you smile,” Harley says, turning Peter to face him once again, leaning, matching their foreheads together, “I love you,” he finishes.
And Peter just smiles thinking of all the possibilities, the life ahead of them, the world for them to conquer as they sit up on the highest building, above everyone and everything. They love each other and the summer sun will be nice and they can watch the sunset and sunrises, bright and beautiful, sunshine. Harley makes Peter happy, and he’s in love.
Summary: Sometimes retirement just means having an argument over what’s on TV during nap time.
Wordcount: 765
Created for: @stuckyversebingo — Supersoldier Retirement / @fluffuly2023 (alternate) — Quality time / @slashmultiverse’s June Pride Prompts event, day 22 — Fun / @sebastianstanbingo — Back scratches / @julybreakbingo — “How can you live with yourself?” + “I can’t remember the last time we talked, the last time we had a real conversation.” + “I’ve waited too long for this to let it go.” + “If you have a problem with me, then tell me. Don’t talk about it behind my back.” + “What did I do wrong now?”
Excerpt:
“Let’s just say that … I don’t find it as exciting as you do,” Steve choked, a worried look on his eyes.
Putting the remoter away, Bucky planted his hand on Steve’s chest.
“Which is not a problem at all. I can leave it on until you’re deeply asleep!”
Another story posted for the @stucky-week day 4 prompt Childhood/Teenagers :)
Fandom: Captain America (Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Tags: 5+1 Things, Snippets, Childhood Friends, Drawing, First Love, Fluff and Angst
Summary: The five times Steve didn’t show Bucky his drawings, and the one time where Bucky found out what he was drawing.
Wordcount: 1,409
Created for: @stuckyversebingo — Requited Unrequited Love / @allcapsbingo — “I don’t know if I’m worth all of this.” / @slashmultiverse’s June Pride Prompts event, day 28 — Promises / @fluffuly2023 (alternate) — Bittersweet / @thebo3bingo — Free space / @julybreakbingo — “I can’t be in love with you.” + “I ruined it, just like I ruin everything else.”
Excerpt:
“I guess you prefer to draw instead of making a puzzle,” Bucky teases him.
“Sorry,” Steve blurts out. “You were so focused that I didn’t want to be a bother. I’ve never seen one of those and I don’t know how it works.”
“It’s okay,” Bucky smiles at him while Rebecca climbs on his lap. “I can show you”
“Do you mind if I sit here and just watch you?” Steve proposes.
“It’s alright, but you can join whenever you want ‘kay?”
“Stop botherin’ me,” Bucky mutters feeling Sam join him back in bed, “it’s not my problem you want to be up before daylight.” Sam just laughs lightly into Buck’s back, wrapping his arms around his partner.
“I know,” he sighs, much happier to be back in bed. Which doesn’t last long.
Bucky spins to face his partner so they can see each other, “Did you bring back coffee?” He asks pouting, expecting sympathy for being woken up.
Nodding Sam smiles, “On the kitchen counter.” Which wakes Bucky up so they can both be in the daylight.
Fluffuly 2023 | 🌝 @fluffuly2023 | Day 2: Daylight
Sam Wilson Bingo Round 3 | 🪶 @samwilsonbingo | Cuddling & Snuggling
2023 masterlist :: (ao3 link)
RATING: General
WARNING: Early morning running, waking up, tiredness
^ GIF made for me by my girl @notsosecretlyalesbian
Jackie Curatola would never question being invited to visit Erin Reagan, accepting that possibly, just possibly, this was the easiest way to be sure they would see each other. Today, a warm day, they were joined by Erin’s teenage daughter, Nicky. The three paused long enough for Jackie to buy them each ice-cream, leading both Erin and Nicky into the park where the three could sit, talk and enjoy their ice-creams. The peace of the moment is what makes Jackie sure that this, them, can and will work. Nicky seems happy enough to see her with her mother and Erin seems to be far more relaxed around her, especially after much of what had happened with Nicky’s father. Later, days later, Erin would finally invite Jackie to move in, a chance taken rewarded with a simple yes.
They walk in silence at first, the peace by the lakes lets Eimear’s children sleep and Julia enjoys the quiet of Eimear’s company. They don’t often have to work, Julia works from home, occasionally, Eimear leaving the children in her care the days she does work.
By the lakes the two tend to sit, talk and enjoy each other’s company. Julia smiles slightly when the peace is broken by the daughter crying for attention, scooping the child into her lap and rocking her softly, once the child sleeps again, finally, the two head home, content, for now to leave the lakes and simply walk home, enjoying each other’s company further.
Later they’d meet at work, but the first time Serena Stevens met Zoe Callas they were both with their children. The girls, their daughters, had become fast friends on meeting in line waiting to enter the water park and Serena found herself strangely charmed by how easily Zoe encouraged her daughter to play. They were both fairly new in town and Serena had been afraid that her daughter wouldn’t have friends.
The day spent together at the waterpark, both women watching the girls play, content simply to rest and enjoy the girls having fun together. Later, much later, Zoe would remember Serena’s laughter when they finally agreed to go with the girls, the quiet joy of the moment was something they both held dear, even when working tiring cases that left them both hurting.
Happiness Is... - Una Chin-Riley/La’an Noonien-Singh/Katrina Cornwell
A/N: Day 4 of @fluffuly2023.
“Una, what is happiness?”
La’an had sounded so defeated when she came back to Una that Una had pulled her a little closer, running soft fingers through La’an’s hair. She knows she has to answer the question, somehow. She remembers, of course, her own low point, being held by Kat Cornwell, her beloved Admiral. So she answers honestly.
“Love… is happiness.”
“Love is also safety.”
Kat’s voice, low and careful, gentle, breaks the quiet that follows and Una swears she can feel La’an’s breath catch in her throat.
“Adm…”
“Katrina… or Kat. La’an. Here… I’m just another woman, alright, just someone who wants to help.”
It’s quick then, La’an shifts in Una’s arms, turns to lean into Kat when she can and Kat smiles, pressing a soft kiss to La’an’s hairline. She won’t leave her struggling. She’s never been that kind of person. Una smiles as she follows, curling around La’an’s back and smiling when Kat’s hand trails over her arm softly, tenderly.
“Thank you. Kat.”
La’an’s voice is sweetly soft and Una smiles at Kat’s soft inhale, then words.
“You’ll be okay La’an. I’ve got you. We’ve got you.”
