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"
— 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.
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.
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
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 (@fluffuly2023) and tag each post with #fluffuly and #fluffuly2023 Have fun and let’s have an amazing month! :D
"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..."
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.
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.
