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Max finds an extremely frightened Nikki during the night. • • • i just wanted to write some fluffy camp camp because why not ok (On another note I hope u enjoy, cover art by justherefortheartdude on tumblr)

The rooftops of Paris are a hidden world, a kingdom built of tiles and hope. But for a group of kids, the rooftops are home. A sanctuary above the ground, safe from the rich and poor alike. A haven of freedom. When a rival gang threatens their homes - their lives, - can the group protect everything they have? Jeez I suck at writing descriptions I promise the real thing will be better than it sounds (probably not) Updating schedule is most likely going to be terrible but I'll try my best <3 Have fun reading lovelies I DO NOT OWN VOLTRON (SADLY). NOR DO I OWN ROOFTOPPERS (UPSETTING). best rankings!! #4 - hunkgarret 04/09/25

give me some requests and ill write you a one shot. i will do lemon and fluff.

~~⚠SEVERE CRINGE WARNING⚠~~ When Dillon dies, John, Jason, and Sal each cope in different ways John can't stop crying Jason tries to spread happiness Sal is completely emotionless ~Preview~ "I'd never find out where he was going" "I've never been further from ok" "What happens now?"

Members of bands like Panic! At The Disco, Fall Out Boy, Twenty Øne Piløts and My Chemical Romance are all in nursery together, what's the worst that could happen? Note: This is really ironically cringy you might not be able to handle it. Cover by: @cherlet

Dan and Phil where best friends, but could they be more than that? Dan always said love at first sight was just a cheesy saying, Phil thought it was the truest thing ever. What happens when They turn the cameras off?

a short little one shot based off of my head cannon that Asra (from The Arcana), is AFAB nonbinary (they're already canonically nonbinary, so it would make sense), and in a time frame where he and Julian are being more vulnerable with each other, and are working on patching things up. this is mostly a fluffy, self indulgent fic tbh 🙏🏻 this is my first fic so go easy on me please <3

A soft fluffy romance~ Where san meets an innocent girl in a new restaurant near KQ ENTERTAINMENT and ends up catching her number and reaching out to her via text! Discontinued till further notice.

Pretending she's not about to melt and become one with the ocean, Eleanor smiles and splashes water into Louis' smirking face. He's radiant, bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight. Eleanor watches a lone droplet of water slip down the column of Louis' neck. She longs to touch; to feel. "Do you think the moon's jealous of how pretty you are?" Eleanor doesn't really mean to say it, but she finds that she doesn't regret it either. Not when it elicits the most delicious flush to Louis' cheeks, one he tries to hide by ducking his head. It's the most bashful Eleanor has seen him all day. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- basically just eleanor being obsessed with louis for 5k words

When the doorbell to her flat rings and Eleanor walks to the door irritated and bored, she definitely doesn't expect the repairman to be so...fit. She has to keep her jaw from falling completely open when she comes face to face with the boy that'll be in her house for the next hour or so trying to fix her Netflix. And god, this is embarrassing. AU in which Eleanor's Netflix isn't working, and Louis comes over to fix it. Fluff ensues.

Harry is ten, wild-hearted, and full of sunshine - the kind of kid who turns summer into a playground. With his ginger fluff of hair, oversized orange hoodie, and a popsicle always in hand, he lives like the ocean's his best friend. Bill is twelve, quiet and thoughtful, with eyes like candlelight and a frog hat always pulled low over his face. He'd rather talk to dragonflies than people - except for Harry. One chaotic, unforgettable summer on the coast, their friendship deepens into something even they don't have the words for yet. Between frog plushies, beach races, and late-night stargazing, they begin to understand the feeling of first love - innocent, real, and warm as the sand beneath their feet. A modern-day twist on Achilles and Patroclus - but softer, younger, and messier. 🌊 A coming-of-age BL story about laughter, quiet affection, and holding hands when the tide rolls in.

SPOILERS FOR EP 9!!⚠️ This will be a fluffy fic since I write way too much smut. It doesn't correlate to any other one of my fics. I'm writing this to cope with episode 9. Pomni has suffered too much, Jax abstracting the biggest problem of all. But somehow, a miracle happened. Not like Jax believed in miracles anyway, maybe it was the undying wish to love. But he unabstracted, the ravid, colourful eyes, fading into soft yellow eyes. Back to the purple bunny, but not as he always was. He changed. Abstraction calms your brain, Breaks your mind, A difference in behavioural acts. Would they finally be happy? Would Jax find out his real name? Who knows. Just read the book ;-;