Infinifluff 2024 - Tumblr Posts

Can't promise anything but i will try my best to write all the stories. 🙂❤️

Because February is just not big enough to contain all the fluff, we have fluffnapped the 14th of every month and appended those dates to Fluffbruary. It's the Fluffbruary: Extended Edition. And now?

The INFINIFLUFF 2024 prompt list has arrived!

All fandoms, all ships welcome! Tag @fluffbruary in your posts so we can reblog your fluffy creations--and please reblog THIS post so your tumblr community sees it and comes to play in the fluff.

March 14 : shining | cotton | mountain

The rest of the year, plus alternate prompts, below the cut.

April 14 : coffee | florist | vision

May 14 : music | breathe | soap

June 14 : poetry | bookshop | seashell

July 14 : library | glimpse | trip

August 14 : radiant | giddy | chase

September 14 : euphoria | cloudy | sophisticated

October 14 : intuition | faded | quaint

November 14 : cuddle | happy | spell

December 14 : book | horizon | hug

January 14 : opulent | gasp | attic

Alternate prompts for use if the prompts for any of the assigned prompts above don't work -

fountain | frisson | gem | Italy | nimble

SCM- Department Of Wishes

Tauxolouve ♐️ - The Letter

A/N: Finally posting another fluffbruary story. 😭🤧 Hopefully it turned out alright.

For fluffbruary event - ( @fluffbruary )

Prompts : euphoria | cloudy | sophisticated

14th September, 2024

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Your opened the envelope as quickly as you could without damaging the contents inside. Unfolding the letter, you started reading.

Written in bold and crisp hand writing the letter started with a question "My dear, how are you?" The corners of your lips curled up as soon as you saw that. The letter informed you in details about the journey and about the achievements. You felt the overwhelming sensation of pride and joy, grew within your heart.

Eyes glued to the paper, your heart beat quickened. You took in fast, shallow breaths as you read the words- "I shall be returning next month, on 7th Monday."

You stopped reading and took a deep long breath, closing your eyes as you exhaled. It seemed all the tension from your shoulders had been gently lifted.

Then onwards, you read a bit slow, relishing every word that has been so loving shared on that paper.

After carefully folding the letter, you brought it against your lips and softly yet quickly kissed it before putting it back inside the envelope. You picked up the photos slowly, making sure not to accidentally scratch them.

He and his teammates, looked so happy smiling at the camera. Your eyes lingered on his smile, for a brief moment.

The other photo was taken in a library, you assumed as there were massive shelves, all filled with different types of books. He held an open book, eyes focused on its pages. He wasn't looking directly at camera. Perhaps one of his friends had taken the photo. You put the photos inside the envelope before putting it inside the box, that you had so lovingly used to store all the letters close to your heart.

A gush of sudden cold wind hit your face as you opened the window. You tucked the strands of loose hair behind your ears and smiled softly, watching the sky turn cloudy and grey.

-

You had been feeling giddy all week; the euphoria rising in your heart. You would have had a difficult time describing your feelings in words if someone would have asked; when Tauxolouve open the door.

The affectionate look in his eyes, his gentle smile which brightened as his eyes look upon yours; it had taken all the restrain in your being not hold him close in a tight hug. He stood there stupefied. Until your father smiled softly and said, "Hello, Mr. ( last name )." He quickly composed himself and politely greeted your parents before inviting you all in the house.

He introduced you to his parents and some of his relatives, who had also been invited along with some close friends of his parents.

Soon conversations began and the snacks were being served. You wished to assist his mother but she firmly refused saying you should relax.

Once the dinner was over and the conversations were reaching their conclusions the guests congratulated Tauxolouve and his parents on their way out.

You two walked back to the front gate to see off his aunt. She gently took your hands in hers and wishpered, " I hope to be invited to the wedding soon." You blushed slightly at her words as a mischievous smile graced her lips.

Once the guests had all left, you two slowly walked back to the living room.

" I agree with you on that, Mr (your father's name)", Tauxolouve father said laughing. You assumed it was one of your dad's famous jokes which he loved to tell. They seemed to be enjoying their conversation as you mother said something next, which made them all giggle in delight. Not wanting to interrupt, you two quickly wished them all and left to rest for the night.

-

Changing into something more comfortable you sat on the bed waiting for Tauxolouve. The door opened and Tauxolouve walked in wearing loose clothes. His hair was slightly wet. Few droplets of water dripped down from his neck length hair onto his shirt.

He sat beside you and brought his arms around you and gently hugged you. "I missed you, my love," he said before placing a kiss on your forehead.

You looked up and softly touched his cheeks before bringing his face closer to yours for a kiss. He eagerly kissed your back, savouring the feeling of your lips against his.

You weren't sure where to start, what to ask first. There was so much you wanted to tell him, so much has happened in the past 3 years, so much you wanted to learn from him, so much you wanted him to share with you.

Sensing the conflict in your heart he gently held your hand, " We have time ahead of ourselves, love. Let us rest for now." He smiled at you, awaiting your decision. You nodded in agreement and returned his smile.

You were lying on your sides facing each other. His heart felt light as he spoke. He told you about his work in the university and a bit more about the research and the culture of that foreign land. You were immersed in the conversation and asked a few questions here and there, which he gladly answered.

"Feeling sleepy, my love?" You asked as he struggled to keep his eyes open after some time. "A little bit" he said sheepishly.

"You should sleep. We can continue this conversation tomorrow."

He laid on his back, in a more comfortable position. You started running your fingers through his hair, gently stroking his scalp. A relaxed smiled appeared on his face as he slowly closed his eyes.