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madgurl97 · 3 months
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Fluffbuary day 3: Umbrella
I'm a Loser, Baby
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thelazyecrivain · 1 year
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Fluffbruary - Day 7 (Energy)
Seventh day of @fluffbruary, using the prompt "energy"
I'm late, I know. Now shut up and read
Read on AO3
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"How energetic she is." Said Lestrade
"I wonder where she gets that from." John replied, feigning exasperation.
Greg laid a hand on his shoulder in friendship. "Must keep your days busy between her and the big kid."
John sighed heavily, and Greg laughed.
They were due to leave for the park when Greg arrived. Rosie was desperate to go so Greg had offered to follow them and that he would talk to them when they got there. John had sent him a relieved look, he knew it would be impossible to keep her in the flat when he had promised a trip to the park.
"What did you want to talk to us about?" John finally asked once they had sat down on a free bench.
"A paperwork thing, a quick thing to do but I knew Sherlock would grumble about coming all the way to NSY." Explains Greg. "I have the papers with me for you to sign and we'll all be out of your hair." 
John took the famous papers that Greg brandished out of his satchel that he has with him. He signs while keeping an eye on Rosie playing among the bushes.
"How's it going?" Greg asked, before clarifying when John frowned. "With Sherlock? He's not a patient person, so seeing him play with a child is something I wouldn't think I'd ever see."
"I was thinking the same thing." He glanced toward Sherlock and his daughter studying a sheet of paper. When he'd offered to come back to Baker Street, he'd never said yes so quickly. "I was afraid he'd go back on his decision after we moved in."
Greg nodded, understanding what he meant. "Rosie may be cute, but she's very energetic." He saw her often and every time, the little girl was happy to see him and let everyone in the apartment, but also in the building, know it.
At the same time, Rosie squealed with joy when Sherlock took her on his shoulders, allowing her to see the world from a higher perspective. Greg sees his detective friend's eyes shine. 
"Amazingly, Sherlock can handle her energy waves," John continues, "He's so caring with her. I've never seen him like that with anyone else."
"I have."
John turned his head toward his friend. He waited for him to explain.
"With you. And yes," Greg continued when John wanted to contradict him, "I'm serious. Especially since he came back from his two-year absence. He was always careful with what you wanted."
"If he had been careful with what I wanted, he wouldn't have lied to me."
"That's bullshit and you know it." Greg replied coldly. He likes John, he's been a good friend since they've known each other but sometimes he infuriates him. "He had no choice, it was either this or our death to Mrs. Hudson, you or me. You know Sherlock cares too much about the three of us to put our lives at risk."
John says nothing. He knows Greg is right, he has even forgiven Sherlock, but the betrayal he felt sticks in his throat.
Greg sighed. There's no point in going down this road. "Anyway, you're catching the eye of all the women with Rosie." Greg joked.
John smiled, happy that they start again on a lighter subject. He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, I don't pay attention."
Greg slapped his arm. "Don't be coy! I saw all the stares turn to you when you had the stroller to come here."
"If you say so."
"How !? John-three-continents-Watson, the man who shunned bachelorhood, doesn't notice when he's getting in women's eyes ? I must be dreaming !"
John laughs and tells Greg to lower his voice, like two teenage girls talking about a boy.
"Tell me you're kidding." 
John nods. "Really ! I'm not interested anymore."
"Okay, you lost me. What made you change your mind ?"
At the same time, Rosie started running toward them, Sherlock behind her. She began to quickly explain what she had just learned about the leaves and trees in the park, and John had a hard time understanding it all with her rapid speech rate despite her young age and lack of vocabulary. 
Sherlock sat down next to John and kissed his cheek. Greg's jaw dropped.
"You should shut your mouth Lestrade, the flies don't come to your stomach by themselves." Sherlock mocked with a sneer. John pinched his thigh. Be kind.
"You...you..." He stutters, pointing at them in turn. Then he begins to laugh. "We've been waiting for this for so long !" exclaimed Greg before leaning over to John to tell him. "I understand better now why you're not interested anymore."
Sherlock frowned. "What are you talking about ?"
"Nothing." Said John innocently, "Just that I live with two energetic kids."
Sherlock looked even more confused. "But... you only have Rosie." John and Greg smiled at the observation genius' lack of understanding. The latter seemed to understand several seconds later. "This is a joke about me, right?"
John and Greg explode with laughter.
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helloliriels · 1 year
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Nominated not only for her brilliant artwork and writing ... but also for her continued involvement in projects like inktober and fluffbuary; inspiring both artists & fic writers, and building community spirit!
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sweettoothbadger · 3 months
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Fluffbuary: 2 - Scent
On multiple occasions I've seen TikToks of girlfriends using a scent pheromone cologne to try to provoke their boyfriends/husbands and it got me thinking.
I assume this ones do not technically just increase the original scent, more like adds up with another one to make it stronger to weak human nose. Though not a scientist here.
But! If the turtles are already good with all of their 5 sences?! (at least, I headcanon, they save most of the "animalistic abilities") It might have the opposite effect.
So, imagine you wanted to try this thing, hoping to have a nice time teasing your fav turtle, but suddenly instead of a warm welcome, the only thing you receive is confusion. From both of you.
He lingers in your orbit for a few hours while you are in the lair, looking like he wants to neglect your personal space bubble like usual, yet with every step you took toward him he seemed to mirror in the opposite direction.
So after observing his hurt face expression, you melted, swallowed your own resentment on such treatment and decided to be a bigger person.
So with some agility obtained over the months of dodging the rowdy turtle boys, you've cornered your loved one to figure this out.
Turns out he is stressed because suddenly you are not you? He can't even properly explain, just it is clear that has no idea, why you smell like that. Usually, when you are sad or angry, that he can tell. When you were in close contact with colleagues from work - also. 
But now, now he just knows something is wrong.
So after some consolation and cuddles while eating the flavoured ice cream he calmed down.
Though you still had to promise not use this cologne ever again.
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polyamships · 11 months
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by bones96
Fluffy scenes with all my Zero Escape ships
Words: 842, Chapters: 1/14, Language: English
Fandoms: Zero Escape (Video Games)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi
Characters: Light Field | Snake, Tenmyouji Junpei, Carlos (Zero Escape), Eric (Zero Escape), Kurashiki Akane | June, Hongou Gentarou | Ace, Nijisaki Nagisa, Diana (Zero Escape), Sigma Klim, Dio (Zero Escape), Luna (Zero Escape), Alice (Zero Escape), Clover Field, Phi (Zero Escape), Maria (Zero Escape), 1904 Phi - Character, Mira (Zero Escape), Kurashiki Aoi | Santa, Kashiwabara Hazuki | Lotus, Seven (Zero Escape), Kyle Klim
Relationships: Light Field/Tenmyouji Junpei, Carlos/Eric (Zero Escape), Carlos/Kurashiki Akane/Tenmyouji Junpei, Hongou Gentarou/Nijisaki Nagisa, Diana/Sigma Klim, Dio/Luna (Zero Escape), Alice/Clover Field, Phi/Maria (Zero Escape), Phi (Zero Escape)/OFC, Eric/Mira (Zero Escape), Light Field/Kurashiki Aoi, Kashiwabara Hazuki/Seven, Dio/Kyle Klim, Kurashiki Akane/Tenmyouji Junpei
Additional Tags: Fluff, Vignettes, Fluffuary 2022, Any warnings will be per chapter
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dragonsrule18 · 2 years
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And here's my fic for the fifth day of the @fluffbruary challenge! I chose the word "explosive."
Fandom: Undertale
Title: The Cherry Popsicle Incident
Rating: T
Genre: Humor/Friendship
Summary: It's Alphys' birthday, and Papyrus and Undyne want to make it special for her by throwing her a party and baking her favorite cherry cheesecake. However, the store is out of cherries, so all that's left to use is cherry popsicles. Between that and Undyne's terrible cooking advice, it all goes downhill from there, but Alphys has a great birthday anyway.
"OKAY, WE'VE GOT HONEY GRAHAM CRACKERS, BUTTER, CREAM CHEESE, SUGAR, EGGS, SOUR CREAM, VANILLA EXTRACT..." Papyrus listed, checking the items in his basket as he and Undyne went through the Underground supermarket. "WHAT ELSE DO WE NEED FOR THE CHERRY CHEESECAKE?"
"How about cherries?" Undyne chuckled.
"OF COURSE! MUSTN'T FORGET THE BEST PART!" Papyrus said with a grin as they walked to the produce section. It was Alphys's birthday today, and her absolute favorite cake was cherry cheesecake(even if it was technically a pie instead of a cake). So while Sans distracted Alphys with some new anime he had found in the dump, Undyne and Papyrus, under the guise of Royal Guard duties, would bake her cake and set up a lovely little party for her at Undyne's house.
But their plans for Alphys's birthday were completely derailed. Because the store was out of fresh cherries.
Undyne and Papyrus looked at each other in alarm and hurried to check the canned goods. But there were no canned cherries and no frozen cherries or cherry pie filling.
"Damn it! There's got to be SOMETHING cherry in this store!" Undyne yelled, startling the other people shopping. She and Papyrus quickly raced through the store, looking for anything cherry they could use as a topping.
But alas, all they could find were cherry popsicles and cherry lip balm. And cherry lip balm definitely wasn't going to cut it.
"Shit, how are we going to make Alphys's birthday perfect if we can't even make her a cherry cheesecake?" Undyne sighed despondently as she looked at their meager finds.
Papyrus glanced down at the box of cherry popsicles he was holding in his hands. "HEY, I'VE GOT AN IDEA! THESE AREN'T CHERRIES, BUT WE COULD PROBABLY STILL COOK THEM DOWN AND USE THEM AS SYRUP! THAT WAY ALPHYS'S CHEESECAKE CAN AT LEAST HAVE A NICE CHERRY FLAVOR!" he suggested, trying to cheer Undyne up.
Undyne's eyes lit up. "Papyrus, you're a freaking genius!"
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After paying for the groceries and getting them to Undyne's, they set up streamers, balloons, and a big sign that said Happy Birthday, Alphys! in the kitchen, and Papyrus arranged Alphys's presents artistically on the table as well as a vase full of yellow daisies, making sure there was still room for the cake. And then it was baking time!
Papyrus and Undyne split the graham crackers evenly between them and had a race to see who could bash theirs to crumbs the fastest. Undyne of course won, though ended up causing a pretty big crack in her counter.
After they were finished, Papyrus mixed the crumbs with melted butter, smoothed them carefully into a pan, and put them in the oven to bake for ten minutes at 325 degrees, making sure to obey the recipe, while Undyne tossed the filling ingredients in a bowl and mixed them as hard and fast as she could, sending filling flying all over the kitchen.
"UNDYNE, THE RECIPE SAYS NOT TO OVERMIX THE INGREDIENTS." Papyrus warned her, checking the recipe.
"What?! There's no such thing as overmixing! Stirring with all your passion forces the ingredients in line! Makes them release their boldest flavors!" Undyne fiercely informed him.
"OH. OKAY." Papyrus agreed. She was his cooking teacher after all. She did know best.
After Undyne had stirred the ingredients into submission(and spent the next seven minutes complaining about how long the crust was taking), Papyrus finally pulled the beautifully golden brown crust out of the oven. Undyne immediately poured the filling onto it.
"I THINK WE WERE SUPPOSED TO LET THAT COOL FIRST." Papyrus pointed out.
Undyne blinked. "Why? We're just putting it right back into the oven. It's just gonna get hot again."
Papyrus had absolutely no idea why either and just shrugged. "TRUE. NOW LET'S GET THIS PUT IN THE OVEN SO WE CAN MAKE THE SYRUP!" He checked the recipe. "Now we just let this bake an hour at 325 degrees..."
"What?! That's WAY too long!" Undyne complained, then looked thoughtful. "Hmm... Let's bake it for 30 minutes at 650 degrees! That way we can have it out and cooling before Sans brings Alphys back here!"
Papyrus wasn't sure that's how baking worked, but Undyne was more experienced than he was after all. "OKAY, WE'LL GIVE IT A SHOT." He set the cheesecake back in the oven and cranked up the heat.
"Good! Now time to make the syrup!" Undyne grabbed a large pot, and with Papyrus's help, ripped all the plastic off the popsicles in record time and yanked the sticks out of them too, dropping them harshly into the pot. She then used a spoon to smash them all to bits, just because she could. "Okay, turn up the heat!"
Papyrus nodded with a grin and did just so. Undyne's eyes shone. "Hotter!" Papyrus happily obliged, the stove's flames dancing ever higher. "Hotter!"
This time Papyrus hesitated. "Undyne, I don't want to start a..."
"OK, just let me do it then!" Undyne grinned, gently pushing Papyrus out of the way and cranking up the heat even more.
And then the inevitable happened.
KABOOM!
Papyrus still didn't know how it happened, Sans would have said it was scientifically impossible, but a geyser of cherry syrup and half melted popsicle bits shot from the pan, covering both him and Undyne in sticky red syrup, making Undyne yelp and stumble back, only to slip in a growing puddle of the stuff.
Papyrus gasped and turned off the stove, then went to help her, but ended up slipping in more of the cherry syrup and landed right on top of her, knocking the wind out of both of them.
And that's the exact second the door opened.
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Alphys had had a great birthday. Sans had found the best new anime ever(after Mew Mew Kissy Cutie, that is) at the dump and brought it over as her birthday gift, and they had spent the day watching it in the lab, eating ramen and wearing their PJs. The only thing that would have made it better was if Undyne hadn't had to work that day. But at least she could still see her best friend and crush this evening.
But as she and Sans went up the walk towards Undyne's house, there was a loud explosion. This didn't worry her, not at first. This was what Undyne was known for, besides being an AMAZING Royal Guard captain. She and Sans were both so used to it that Sans just sighed and pulled a fire extinguisher from his phone's inventory before opening the door.
But the sight that met them on the other side was nothing but horror. Bright red liquid covered the walls, ceiling and floors, and Undyne and Papyrus lay still, too still, in a pile on the kitchen floor, more of the red liquid covering their clothes and bodies and puddling under them.
Alphys's rational mind knew that monsters didn't bleed, but all she could think of was the horror movie she had watched with Undyne last night, and seeing her friends look like the killer's victims... seeing them not moving...
Her eyes rolled back into her head and she fainted dead away.
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"Alphys?! Alphys?" Undyne's worried voice called through the black fog surrounding her and Alphys groaned and opened her eyes, finding herself lying on Undyne's kitchen floor with Undyne, Sans, and Papyrus looking down at her in concern. Her head was resting on something warm and soft, and she realized with a deep blush that it was Undyne's lap.
"You okay?" Undyne asked, her voice shaking as she helped her sit up.
"You're alive." Alphys breathed.
"Huh? Of course I am!" Undyne grinned, then looked sheepish. "We just... kinda had a little accident making the cherry topping for your cheesecake."
"My cheesecake?" Alphys asked, still a bit confused.
"Yeah, for your birthday! We know it's your favorite, so Paps and I spent the day making it for you for your birthday. I just kind of may have turned the heat up too high..." Undyne blushed in embarrassment as she helped her up, but soon brightened. "But hey, we've still got your cheesecake!"
Just then, black smoke started coming out of the oven as a smell of burnt sugar filled the room. Papyrus gasped. "OH NO, THE CHEESECAKE!" He rushed to open the oven door and flames shot out of it.
Thankfully, Sans had dealt with enough Papyrus and Undyne cooking disasters to be prepared. He quickly turned on the fire extinguisher, immediately dousing the fire.
"Thanks, Sans." Papyrus sighed in relief, then went to retrieve the cheesecake. Both he and Undyne stared in dismay at the cracked, blackened, and foam covered mess that was Alphys's birthday cake.
"Um, next year you guys should probably make the no-bake version." Sans commented.
...
"I'm so sorry, Alphys." Undyne sighed a few hours later. The cherry syrup had been cleaned up(though the streamers, banner, and the wrapping on Alphys's gifts still had a few small red spots). In the place where the cake was supposed to be rested a huge platter piled high with marshmallows, a bowl of chocolate Sans had melted for dipping next to them. "We wanted to make you the best cake ever, and instead you ended up with a freaking plate of marshmallows for your birthday. It's my fault. Papyrus TOLD me not to turn the heat up that high..."
"H-Hey, Undyne, it's okay! It was just an accident! Plus, marshmallows are my second favorite dessert!" Alphys reassured her, grabbing a marshmallow and running it through the chocolate before popping it into her mouth.
"We just wanted you to have a really good birthday." Papyrus sighed.
"But I did! I got to watch an awesome anime, I got chocolate covered marshmallows, and best of all, I get to hang out with you guys!" Alphys told them, smiling.
Both Undyne and Papyrus beamed at this. "Well, we're glad we didn't wreck it." Undyne grinned. "Now, c'mon, time for the most important part of your party, opening your gifts!" She pushed a shiny gold and very messily wrapped package towards Alphys. "Here, open mine first!"
Alphys carefully tore off the paper, and her eyes lit up at what she saw inside. It was a stack of papers with a somewhat messy but still carefully drawn picture of Mew Mew on it and the words, "Mew Mew 2. How it SHOULD have been."
Alphys gasped happily and flipped through the book. She had ranted many times about Mew Mew Kissy Cutie 2 and how it could have been so much better, and what she would have done if she had been able to rewrite the ending, and Undyne had drawn every one of her suggestions. While Undyne wasn't a professional artist, Alphys could see all the love and care she had put into every drawing. Tears filled her eyes as she grinned happily and then impulsively threw her arms around Undyne. She then realized what she had done and blushed deeply. "S-Sorry. I love it, Undyne!"
Undyne was blushing too. "I-I'm so glad."
Papyrus and Sans exchanged knowing smiles, but thankfully didn't push. Papyrus pushed another present towards her. "Here, open mine next!"
Alphys thanked him and tore off the wrapper, revealing a DS Lite. "I found it in the dump and fixed it up for you." Papyrus told her, smiling. "I even found a game called Zelda, and I tested it out, and it still works well!"
"Thanks, Papyrus, I love it." Alphys said gratefully and took the gift Sans passed to her. As well as the anime he had brought her this morning, he had gotten her some more beakers and test tubes, having remembered she was running low. Alphys was touched. She had amazing friends.
Despite the cherry syrup explosion, fainting, and the cake fire, it had truly been the best birthday ever, because she was with the people she cared for most.
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sliebman10 · 2 years
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Fluffbuary: Day 1
Cozy
A quiet Saturday morning. No work, no Order missions, no friends dropping in. Just the two of them curled up in bed, under several blankets. Neither willing to move, to disturb the atmosphere they have created. Shiny black hair and sandy brown. Pale perfect skin and skin marred by scars, entwined together.
Remus breathed in Sirius's scent on the side of his neck where it was particularly strong. Sirius gave him a slow, sleepy smile and pulled him in for a soft kiss. This will not last, but today they pretend it can.
The war can wait.
@fluffbruary
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tare-anime · 3 years
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Hey tare! You probably know that I am a huge sucker for your fics 😅 and I was trying to find one that I think you wrote for fluffbuary(?)(I am not sure) it was a angst/comfort one, it was around 4000-5000 words and it was on Loid comforting yor after she had a bit of traumatic flashback at a park with Anya during a bomb blast and twilight was there but he was disguised; that’s all I can remember I really want to reread it but I wasn’t able to find it :( can you perhaps guid me to it 👉👈
OmG!!
You're really too kind 🥺🥺🥺🥺
Yes, that one is my fluffbruary, hurt/comfort fic. The 5+1
The one you're looking for is the (+1) at the bottom of this compilation of mini fics.
Thank you so much 🥰🥰
You really made my day
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tired-lyall-writes · 2 years
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working on fluffbuary day 1 and I haven't written for this character in so long that I needed to re-familiarize myself with her, turns out in all that I wrote a year or so back that I never even named her jackalope so ended up scrambling to find a name for him for half an hour instead of doing the prompt xD
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thelazyecrivain · 1 year
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Fluffbruary - Day 14 (teach)
Fourteenth day of @fluffbruary, using the prompt "teach"
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"You can look." 
Rosie knelt on her chair to reach the height of a microscope and looked through the scope. She let out an "ooooooooh." Sherlock smiled at the girl and changed the size of the magnifying glass to enlarge. She looked at him, surprised but quickly returned to the microscope.
"This is what your hair looks like, Watson." Said Sherlock and even though Rosie didn't respond, he knew she was listening. "What you really need to know is that hair is made up of two parts. There's the living part, which you can't see and is in the scalp, which is the hair follicle. And the visible part, the hair, also called the hair shaft, which is actually dead matter." 
Rosie seems focused on what he is saying, attentive to his words. When she seems to understand, she picks up a strand of hair framing her face. "Dead hair?" She asks.
"Exactly." Sherlock asserts, a proud smile on his lips.
If other children would have winced, horrified at having something dead on their head, Rosie nodded, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"How much hair?" Rosie asked.
"We estimate between 100,000 and 150,000 hairs. So we can lose around 100 hairs a day."
"Whoah, a lot of hair!" She said, her eyes wide with surprise. She grabbed a larger lock of hair and gazed at it, as if ready to count the hairs herself, but quickly changed her mind.
"I doubt she'll remember any of this." Said John as he walked back into the kitchen, having listened to them from his chair as he read. 
Sherlock turned to him. "She's very curious, she should be encouraged by telling her what she's trying to find out. There's no way I'm telling her she's too young to learn."
John smiled at the veracity of Sherlock's words. No matter what he says, he loves Rosie. He ruffled his hair as he walked behind him. "I wonder where she gets her curiosity from."
Sherlock had a proud smirk. "She knows how to pick her models."
"Let's hope she doesn't take your modesty." Laughs John. Sherlock sends him a dark look. "Are you hungry Rosie?" John asks as he sees that it's snack time.
Rosie gives him a similar look as Sherlock when he says something stupid. "Focus on hair! Not hungry." 
John held up his hands. "I was just asking." John defended himself.
"Come on, John." Sherlock bit back. "Don't distract her in the middle of an experiment." 
John squinted at Sherlock, sending him a warning not to play this game too much. 
"Since it's like that, I'm leaving." Said John like a five year old. He returns to his book, leaving the two scientists in their corner. For once he can read a book without Sherlock deducing the ending.
"It was the mother who killed her daughter." Says Sherlock and John can hear the smirk in his voice.
Damn it. John closed his book with a sigh. Next time he'll put on headphones so he won't hear it.
(tell me if you wish to be tagged !) @topsyturvy-turtely @missdeliadili
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helloliriels · 1 year
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hello, liriels. i hope this is the place to do this. if i may, i'd like to nominate bluebellofbakerstreet for awards season. her art & month long projects *inktober, fluffbuary* for both artists & fic writers are built with her community spirit is a joy for the entire Sherlock Fandom. Cheers, me
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dragonsrule18 · 2 years
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My third oneshot for the @fluffbruary challenge! I chose the word Animated.
Fandom: Undertale
Title: The Great Papyrus
Rating: K
Pairings: Frisk/Papyrus
Summary: Frisk thinks about all the reasons she loves Papyrus. A little introspective piece for day three of Fluffbuary, set in the Hopes, Dreams, and DETERMINATION universe, but it can be read alone.
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dragonsrule18 · 2 years
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My first oneshot for @fluffbruary Fluffbuary prompts. I chose the word Sketch.
Fandom: Undertale
Title: Sketch
Rating: K
Pairing: Frisk/Papyrus
Summary: Papyrus is bored in study hall. His girlfriend Frisk is a beautiful distraction.
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Papyrus sighed softly in relief as he pushed his book away. He had just finished his history assignment and there was twenty minutes of study hall left. What to do? He glanced to where his girlfriend was sitting a few rows down to see what she was doing.
Frisk was reading the book they had been assigned for English very intently, wearing the reading glasses he found so adorable on her. She had a slight smile on her face as she read, getting caught up in the adventures the characters were having.
She was beautiful.
And he knew exactly what he wanted to do.
He pulled out his sketchpad, doing a light sketch of her outline before starting on the details. Her eyes, bright and expressive, the first thing he had noticed when he had first met her in the Underground. It was said that the eyes were the windows to the soul, and he saw the beauty of it every time he looked into those brilliant brown eyes, which could hide nothing. His grey pencil couldn't quite do them justice, but he did his best.
He continued working on his drawing, adding the glasses that magnified those lovely eyes ever so slightly, her little button nose, her beautiful soft smile that always took his breath away, and the gentle way her hands cupped the book she was reading. When the bell rang, it kind of came as a slight disappointment, because he wasn't finished yet.
But the disappointment quickly faded as Frisk picked up her things and headed towards him with the special smile she reserved only for him. "Hey, Papyrus! Ready to go home?"
"DEFINITELY!" he said, smiling back at her as he moved to pick up his sketchpad. Just then her eyes moved to it, and a blush rose to his cheekbones as he looked at the ground. Was it weird for guys to draw their girlfriends? Would it freak her out? What if she thought he had done a terrible job? It took a second for him to dare to look back up at her to see her reaction.
"Wow..." she breathed. "Is this me?"
Papyrus nodded, the blush still on his cheeks. "I'm sorry, human! I should have asked your permission first! I hope I didn't make things weird..."
She shook her head quickly. "No of course not! It looks amazing, Papyrus! I didn't know you drew."
"I've...always liked to." Papyrus admitted as he picked up his sketchbook and backpack. "I used to do it all the time when we were underground to design my puzzles and traps, and then I found a book in the dump on how to draw people and animals, and I started drawing them too while I did my sentry duties."
Frisk grinned. "That's so awesome! I'd really love to see more of your work. You're an amazing artist."
Papyrus blushed again. "R-Really?"
"Really." She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a kiss, which he happily returned. "And I'll be happy to be your model anytime."
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