#fluffvember 2024

[mirensiart]

fluffvember day 1: snow | “I’m stealing your blanket”

I’m elegantly late by 4 days lol but have wars & wind sleeping + wind being a blanket hoarder

[sleepy-the-loz-enthusiast]

Fluffvember Day 3:

Nature walk

This isn't the usual little pencil sketch, but I sort of forgot about this at the last minute- so enjoy a little digital doodle with a photo I took in the background.

I hope you like the little Minish!Four and Fairy!Hyrule !!

[skyloftian-nutcase]

After a month of Whump, it’s gonna be Fluff Time!!

Hello! This is Fluffvember, a month long event of pure fluff and comfort! This was originally an idea made by @/kjpurplepineapple, to follow a month of whump (whumptober) with a month of fluff, and I loved it so much I’ve just carried it on for the last two years. :) Figured I’d make some prompts so we could all have fun together.

RULES:

The prompts are listed in a numerical order, but they are not tied to any given day. Do whatever prompt on whatever day you like! If prompt #1 appeals to you but you don’t have time to get it done by November 1, do it any day of the month. :) You are also more than welcome to just stick to the order listed.

Writing/art can be pure unadulterated fluff, calm slice of life moments, easygoing reading… it can even be hurt/comfort! As long as the comfort heavily outweighs the hurt, all warm, fuzzy vibes are welcome. ❤️ The point of this event is to share nice vibes, both to our characters and each other. :)

You don’t have to tag me if you don’t want to, but it would be fun if you tag your writing/art with #fluffvember so I and others who want to indulge in comfort/fuzzy vibes can find it!

Without further ado, here are the prompts! Pick a theme/word prompts or a quote, or both!

Snow // “I’m stealing your blanket”

Blanket fort // “Come back to bed”

Nature walk // “I’m sorry, when did we step in paradise??”

Hot spring // “This hits the spot”

Apple picking // “Oh my gosh, you do not know how to cook”

Windy day // “Come closer, I can’t hear—ahhh too close, too close!”

Massage // “I didn’t know you could sing”

Bird watching // “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Homecoming // “I missed you”

Accommodating // “I’ve got you”

Teaching/learning // “It’s tradition”

Dog/cat/pet // “I can die happy now”

Friendly competition // “You’re going to love this”

In the rain // “Let me help you”

In the firelight/candlelight // “I love you”

Hug // “This isn’t a negotiation, friend”

Favorite book/story // “I wanted to share this with you”

Music // “I learned this from my parents”

Family time // “We’re very blessed”

Coming of age // “I’m so proud of you”

The Reluctant Softie // “UGH FINE I’LL DO IT”

Teddy bear/animal plushie // “Give [insert] a kiss for me”

Self care // “Thank you for believing in me”

Cuddle pile // “You’re not gonna let go, are you?”

Washing someone’s hair // “I can stay with you”

Infodumping // “I love hearing you talk about this”

Gift giving // “This made me think of you”

Inside joke // “I definitely missed something, didn’t I?”

Accidental acquisition // “Uh… whose kid is this?”

Cooking as a love language // “Do you like it?”

[shattered-reflections-au]

Fluffvember 26, Infodumping // “I love hearing you talk about this”

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Even though Shadow worked at an antique store, he still loved his hobby.

Shadow was what you would call a thrift-store-whore. An antique shop gremlin. He let it be known.

Shadow came parading into the room, a cardboard box heavy in his hands as he sang out the name of his beloved.

"Viooooooooo~" he sang, "i have giiiifffftttssss~"

Vio spun around in his desk chair, giving his attention over to Shadow.

"okay, so, don't get mad, but i just HAD to get you these." Shadow trailed off as he planted the cardboard box down on the bed.

Shadow vocalized a drumroll as he pulled out the first of many things in his box.

"okay, so, this is a women's blouse, but it was just so "you" that i knew you'd like it." he explained, pulling out a flouncy linen shirt, light lilac and patterned with roses.

Shadow was bouncing on the balls of his feet as he handed it over to his boyfriend.

"now it is Hand was only, but i know it's worth it because look at it!" he exclaimed. "it's all hand stitched and only needs a tiny bit of repair. it was hand painted with the dye to make the pattern too, isn't' it cool?" he added. "i looked it up once i found it and apparently this particular style and pattern dates back to like, the early 1900s. isn't that cool?"

Vio looked the garment over, the little green leaves turning to violet ones in his hands.

"it's so pretty," he mentioned, seeing Shadow nod like a madman out of the corner of his eye.

"how it was in my antique shop for only $20 is unfathomable." Shadow added, pulling out the next thing.

"aaaannnddd i know you needed a new little thing to brighten up your desk," He muttered. He pulled a little trinket out of the box.

it was a little porcelain cat. A pudgy little calico asleep on a stack of books.

"isn't he cute??" Shadow asked, setting it on Vio's desk.

Vio nodded, "very cute."

"and i have a few rugs for around the house, and like more things, but i won't bore you with the details," Shadow bragged. "plus, the rugs need to be cleaned first."

"you wouldn't bore me," Vio mentioned. Shadow's gaze snapping to him.

"huh? but you didn't seem like you were..." Shadow trailed off.

“I love hearing you talk about this," Vio explained, gesturing to Shadow's box of miscellaneous trinkets. "Antiques are your thing. i love hearing you talk about them. all the passion you have for them."

Shadow smiled, suddenly looking a little bashful. "would you mind if i talked about them some more?" Shadow asked.

"wait until i can get us some tea, then sure," Vio proposed.

Shadow hopped onto Vio's bed, getting comfy. "i'd like that very much."

Vio smiled, exiting his room to the kitchen. but just before he left, he added something.

"oh, you know what i really need? a tray for having tea in bed. Definitely vintage. do you think you could make that happen?" he asked.

Shadow lit up with a grin.

"absolutely."

[sleepyskeleton-0]

Prompt: Hug/“this isn’t a negotiation, friend” (day 16)

Characters: Wild + Legend

Goddess, Time’s gonna kill me, Wild thought to himself as he trekked through the forest. He was allowed to go out foraging on the condition that he’d be back at camp before sunset. He grimaced as he looked at the orange streaks in the sky fading into purple.

It had been a calm day. A few stray monsters here and there, but nothing even one of them couldn’t handle. It had put most of them on edge (“it's the calm before the inevitable storm”, Hyrule said) but they all decided to ignore it in favour of having a bit of fun. Wind and Four were by the river last he’d seen them, collecting and admiring cool rocks. The others decided to take advantage of the fact that the old man was actually willing to play cards this time and even put money on the table.

In any case, it had been a while since he left the clearing and he really needed to get back before-

He stopped.

There, on the side of the overgrown path, sat Legend.

He was sitting facing in the other direction, hunched in over himself as if he’d just been punched in the gut.

Wild approached him with caution.

“Hey Legend, what are you doing?”

He came around to face the other hero and sat down in front of him. The Vet had his face buried in his knees, arms around his head. He stayed silent.

“Legend?”

“Hm.”

“You okay?”

Neither of them moved for a long while, each deciding to let the question hang in the air between them while Legend found his bearings.

He lifted his head, his face was screwed into a difficult expression, halfway between anxiousness and despair.

Wild frowned, but didn’t stare. Instead, he decided to take an interest in the dandelions that grew around them.

It’s as if he could hear the other’s struggle as he tried to form words.

“I-”

Legend coughed, trying to untighten his throat so he wouldn’t sound as choked up.

“I’m okay. I just get like this sometimes.”

It was true. They all had days where they couldn’t explain why exactly they had low mood or high anxiety, but that didn’t mean they needed to be alone during those confusing and stressful times.

“I don’t wanna talk about it.”

“That’s okay, but you’re still gonna have to pay your taxes”, Wild turned his nose up in mock entitlement, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Wha- what?” The look of bewilderment almost made him crack.

“I’m here to collect your taxes, dude. Now pay up”, and he opened his arms with a blinding, over exaggerated smile.

Legend stared at him for a long, hard moment.

Tears pricked his eyes, apparently on their own accord, because he reached up and furiously wiped them away, snorting.

“You’re stupid.”

“Nah, I just know you.”

“Yeah, I hate that.”

“Can you just accept the hug??”

Legend sighed and promptly fell into the Champion, making no move to reciprocate the arms that encircled him in a tight embrace.

They stayed like that, enjoying each other’s company while any remaining anxiety and frustration ebbed away.

It took some time before either was ready to pull away. Admittedly, it was cold, and Wild was a pleasant source of heat.

Legend smiled as the last of his turmoil came to an end.

[crazylittlejester]

fluff request for Wars is to have him huddled up in his big ol scarf like it’s a blanket. And also he gets some hot chocolate probably.

Hope you have a great rest of your day!

I GOTCHU!! I combined it with the first fluffvember prompt, hope that’s okay :)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary: It's cold, it's snowing, and there is absolutely NO reason Warriors needs to move from his nice little spot by the fire. He's going to whack Time for making him move from his nice little spot in front of the fire.

[hero-of-the-wolf]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Malon woke up alone

[triforce-of-mischief]

@skyloftian-nutcase's Fluffvember Day 16, “This isn’t a negotiation, friend”

Summary: Sky wants to go to bed, and Wind isn't sleepy. Wind doesn't win that argument.

Words: 220

AO3

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Sky leaned back in his chair and stretched, letting the feeling of a well-deserved meal and rest settle over him. If the inn’s beds were half as good as the food, he was in for a very good night. Maybe even a few nights, if the next portal took its time.

“I’m going to head upstairs,” Sky announced, and Time waved for his attention before he could stand.

“Do you mind some extra cargo?” Time asked, nodding at Wind who was clearly drifting off in his seat.

Sky smiled and made his way to the young sailor instead. “Not at all.” He gently shook Wind’s shoulder, and the boy grumbled at him. “C’mon Wind, let’s go to bed.”

“But I’m not tired,” Wind complained, one hand weakly trying to bat Sky away.

Sky scooped Wind up and turned to carry him upstairs. “This isn’t a negotiation, friend. It’s been a long week for all of us.”

Wind scoffed at him, but was too sleepy to struggle. Sky brought him to one of their rooms and laid down on a bed with Wind sprawled on top of him. The boy mumbled and pressed his face against Sky’s chest, evidently accepting his fate. Sky sighed happily, hugging Wind close to him, and fell asleep under the comforting weight of his little brother.