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TAD Lyric Print Giveaway!
Hi Dear Hearts! I'm doing a giveaway in which one winner will receive one A3-sized lyric print of their choice. Here's how it's going to work:
1 like = 1 entry
1 reblog = 2 entries
Max 1 like and 1 reblog per person
The giveaway will be open until Wednesday, July 6 at 10 PM EDT
The winner must be comfortable sharing an email and mailing address with me
I'll be contacting the winner via tumblr ask, so make sure your askbox is open!
Good luck!
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The anniversary of Love Run is approaching, and I have an idea for how to celebrate!
You know those lyric videos where the whole song is written in AO3 fic titles (like this, this, and this)? We’re pretty close to being able to do this for several songs from the album. It would be really cool if we could manage to make that happen around the anniversary!
These are the lines from King, Elsa’s Song, and Not Yet / Love Run that have not been used as titles yet. They need stories! Feel free to use as a promptlist, or just claim a line and start writing. No pressure, obviously – I just thought this could be a fun way to celebrate!
Reblogs/signal boosting would be much appreciated <3
King
When you are gone away
As our boat is untethered from the dock
There’ve been times I know
I’ll stand up up up at the bow
And the waves of our bodies and the smell of our follies
You fumble through the dark
To the light that you keep burning there (all hell)
I know your fingernails are the colour of rust (come back)
And your veins are empty of dust (but our voices)
The wind and its shackles, the old fishers tackles
Elsa’s Song
I can hear the cannons calling
Around this muddied lot
I cannot hear them scream
Cos although you say good day to me
That I barely know the meaning
And all the cannons shot
And in years to come you’ll wander
And then you’ll cry to our painted sky
And you’ll strew some sage and lilies
And roses where I rot
Not Yet/Love Run
By hook or by crooked look give me land
The oh’s of your screams still echo in yer dreams
I’ll point you steer
It seems oh it seems / To me / That you / You can’t sleep
Grab the stroud
It’s time to fight don’t be yellow bellied
Hold the bar at Hurley’s hurly burly’s
Out of pillows and get drunk again
It seems oh it seems / To me / That you / You can’t dance / For shit
If my old mum could see me now
Oh how she’d howl she’d howl
Don’t turn ‘round
O let the earth a-tumble, love
And humble you withal, keep running
Let foul men band and heed your hum
For that ancient hymn you heard me strumming?
Is nought but fumble-falls and guns / And tumbleweeds.
It’s nought that rum won’t solve
Though some would harm you, none - not one - no none / Will raise to you a hand nor thumb.
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Welcome back, everyone!
Thank you to everyone who filled out the Google Form and helped to create such a wonderful prompt list this year!
(transcribed below the cut)
"Once I start, I won't be able to stop, alright?
Left Behind
Left Behind
Facade
Hostage
"Sing to me, please?"
Stumbling
Experimentation
Bedside Vigil
"It's okay, you could never hurt me."
Rules
Forced to Watch
Loneliness
"Did I say you could stop?"
Counting
Back-Alley Medicine
Chase and Catch
"Just keep looking at me. You're doing great."
Sacrifice/Self-Sacrifice
Kidnapped
Fever
"I always wondered how it would feel to make you bleed."
Magical Exhaustion
Forced to Hurt
Accident
"Don't leave me."
Fate Worse Than Death
Bad Luck
Finding Out
"I didn't mean for this to happen."
Bad Caretaker
Alternative Prompts:
Blindfolded
Muzzled
Bruises
Tears
Denial
Betrayal
Bleeding Out
Trauma
Nightmares
"Help me."
Rules:
Any and all mediums are allowed (writing, art, gifs, etc.)
Please tag everything with #summerofwhump and #summerofwhump[day number/alt number].
*New* Please tag @summer-of-whump if you want your post to be reblogged.
Please tag all necessary and appropriate elements.
Be respectful to everyone.
Enjoy!
FAQs:
Q: Do I have to participate every day?
A: Absolutely not! This is for fun, so you only have to do the days you want to!
Q: Can I really use any medium?
A: Yes! Just make sure to tag appropriately.
Q: Can I do the prompts out of order?
A: Sure! Just make sure to tag with the proper day/alt number.
Q: Can I combine this with other events?
A: As long as they allow it, you can!
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Text version | Masterpost | Main Prompt List
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Text version | Masterpost | Alternate Prompts
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you rip my ribcage open and devour what’s truly yours
summer sons - andrew / the revenant (eddie)
838 words - complete - noncon - terato - dead dove
write normal content or answer asks? nah. this? yep.
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Corpse-cold touch to fever-flush skin jolted Andrew from molly dreams, and all at once, he was nauseous.
He'd fallen asleep in Eddie's bed, had been doing it for the past two, three nights, and he should have fucking known, goddamn it, that this would happen eventually, that the revenant would seek him out here eventually, because what was he doing if not making himself out to be an offering, nearly naked and dozing and helpless in the bed of the man the wraith had once been, and -
and all at once there were slim bones and half-rotting flesh wrapping themselves snug around his cock, hard even though he hated himself for it, and Andrew bucked into the grip with a cry. He scrambled at the sheets to get his elbows under himself, his own fingers white-knuckle tight in the fabric, and pushed up, but before he could get a knee beneath his hips, the revenant's other hand was at the nape of his neck, pressing to his skin, pressing through his skin, pressing until it wrapped firm around bone, and he fucking hated himself for moaning at the grip on his spine that shoved him down.
"Let go," he slurred out, and, fuck, his voice was still unsteady, still thick with slumber he hadn't yet escaped from, still thick with lust for the company he'd been in all the evening before, still thick with drugs that he hadn't managed to sleep off yet. The words cracked where they rolled off the tip of his tongue, and - no, no, that was just his saliva, welling thick at the back of his throat like it always did when Eddie touched him. Andrew shuddered, static shorting through his brain at the revenant's taunting touch on his skeleton, on the tissue just beyond. "Let go, fuck - "
Drool slid thick and viscous off the tip of his panting tongue, and the shock of its chill compared to the heat of his skin where it dripped to the back of one wrist made Andrew whine.
Or did he whine for the grip on his dick, jerking him slow but rough, the way he liked it but Eddie had never done -
The revenant leaned down, as much as a haunt could lean, and Andrew welcomed the cool of its crypt breath against his ear, but the relief didn't last, was too good to last; the wraith withdrew its hand from his flesh, but sank sharp teeth in instead, a mouthful of possession right at the juncture of neck and shoulder. Right above the mark Andrew had let Halse worry into his skin at the foot of the stairs below. Halse's teeth had been rough, but the revenant's teeth were cruel. Andrew's sobbing gasp came out choked.
Pressure at his waist, his quivering hips, made him whine out again, clawing all the harder at the sheets to try and wrench himself free from the half-corporeal weight pressing icy above him. Eddie had always been stronger, though, and curse-death had rendered him more powerful in ways Andrew knew he'd never fully understand. More powerful, and more vicious. He knew the tears on his face meant nothing to the eldritch thing whose touch slipped right through boxer fabric to wrap firm around skin, whose touch dug bony into the hollows of his hips and forced him to kneel. "Please," he managed, shallow and raw. "Please, Eddie - don't - "
The teeth at his throat sank in deeper, felt sharper, at the use of their owner's once-before name, and Andrew felt a scream tear free of his heaving chest before the sound registered over the low, rumbling growl just beside his ear. "I'm sorry - I'm sorry, Eddie, please - "
He screamed again when the phantom faded out, then in, barely-there skull and tissue and brackish rot and jagged teeth phasing through muscle and veins to gnaw hard against his sternum. The grate of the spectre's teeth leaving divots in his bone earned a wave of agony that had his nerves whiting out too-hot and flashing cold - everything all at once, and then a crash to nothing.
Andrew had to have blacked out.
Had no fucking clue how long.
Knew he'd been moved, turned over onto his back. Knew he couldn't bring his hands to move, only half-felt them where they lay together above his head.
Knew that even now, his brain wasn't registering things right.
Knew that wasn't his back curved up off the bed, weren't his hips bucking hard into that rotting hand, wasn't his belly streaked with blood and cum fresh and drying and dry.
Knew that wasn't his Eddie, kneeling above him mostly transparent and partly real, stag's head superimposed over broken bleeding skull, decaying lips spread into a smile above uneven teeth, forearms split and laid bare with aging gore that persisted even where flesh gave way to bone, lymph and blood and shredded sinew tangled together among deer hide and lichen and bark.
Knew that wasn't his voice, raw and wrecked and tearful, begging Eddie for more.
read it on ao3 - click here
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geraskier and praise kink (preferably bottom geralt) xoxoxo
hello, love <3
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“come on, darling,” jaskier croons. his touch is delicate, fingertips ghosting down the lines of geralt’s jaw, but they still make geralt tremble under their lazy path. “come on, you’re doing well…”
he’s not expecting the little noise those words earn: a short, shuddering whine, bitten into quiet behind gritted teeth as geralt’s hips buck out of reflex. “jaskier—“
“oh?” he asks with a lilting laugh. he grinds his hips forward until he can feel geralt tightening around his cock, until geralt’s making that noise again. “you like that? being told how good you are for me?”
“don’t—“ but he’s arching, panting. rutting back into jaskier’s lazy thrusts with ragged sounds he’s so clearly trying to hide. “jaskier, i don’t—“
“there’s no shame in enjoying it, love,” he tells him softly. “don’t you want to hear the truth? you’re perfect like this, so beautiful like this… just breathe, geralt, easy… doing so well…”
geralt doesn’t try to argue this time, only groans, low and raw.
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so like i swear i’m alive you want some smut
i receive…
a pairing - geraskier, jaskier x all witchers, yenfri, andrew/sam (summer sons), andrew/eddie (summer sons), caitlyn/vi (arcane), sevika/vi (arcane)
a specific kink - no piss or pregnancy, don’t even try
you receive…
five sentences to five paragraphs of pure smut
#geraskier#jaskier x all witchers#yenfri#summer sons#caitvi#arcane#give me prompts#i’m sorry i’m like nonexistent
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Favorite Tropes in Fanworks
tagged by @ex0rin - thank you, love! <3
the rules
highlight your top three-to-ten tropes in each category
some of these may be empty
character transformations
aging up
all human AU
animal transformation
bodysharing
bodyswap
centaurification
de-aging
elf AU
genderswap
ghosts (give me the angst)
magic AU
merpeople
robots
vampire (less so than werewolves but hey... blood)
werewolf (i'm a monsterfucker okay)
wingfic
alternative universe
alpha/beta/omega society (the smut's just so good)
apocafic
barista/coffee shop
bdsm
crime
cyberpunk
dystopian
highschool / college
historical (depends on the era but typically second favorite)
magical
modern
mundane
noir detective
pirate (absolute favorite kind)
pornstar
prison
punk
regency
rentboy / hooker (yeah...)
royalty
slavery
spy, secret agent, assassin, or hitman
western (rdr2 brainrot endures)
zombies
style, theme or setting
accidental marriage/forced marriage/marriage of convenience
afterlife - ascension
anthropomorfic
based on a painting
canadian shack
casefic
constructed reality
crossover / fusion
curtainfic
deserted island
elevatorfic/closetfic
epistolary fic
fake dating/undercover as a couple
holidayfic
hurt/comfort (favorite thing of all, including no comfort)
interspecies
kidfic
reincarnation
snowed in
there was only one bed (love it)
time travel
individual elements
amnesia
didn't know they were dating
disability fic
doppelgangers, evil twins
dub-con (delicious)
fever dream
first time
hatesex / enemyslash (oh hell yeah)
huddling for warmth
in vino veritas / truth serum
kink (duh)
magical healing cock
mind control or brainwashing (more mindbreak than control)
non-con (hell yeah that's the good shit)
pining (that's the shit right there)
pregnancy / mpreg / magical pregnancy
presumed dead
fuck or die / heat fic / pon farr / sex pollen (only heat)
skin hunger (i, too, am touchstarved)
soulbond
tentaclefic (leave me alone)
tagging
@xdandelionxbloomx @justjessiehere @cymothoe @teddylacroix @stinastar
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Movie Tag Game
tagged by @teddylacroix - thank you, love! miss you <3
name + gifs of the following
a movie from your childhood
a movie you discovered recently
a comfort movie
a movie that makes you feel represented or recognized
a movie with your favorite actor(s)
your favorite movie out of a franchise
a horror movie you enjoy
a romance movie you enjoy
an animated film you enjoy
your favorite movie
childhood - spirit: stallion of the cimarron
a movie you discovered recently - the batman (2022)
a comfort movie - the lord of the rings trilogy
a movie that makes you feel represented - love, simon
movie with favorite actor - the greatest showman (i'm gay)
favorite movie of a franchise - captain america & the winter soldier
horror movie you enjoy - scream (for not horny reasons duh)
romance movie you enjoy - love, simon again
animated movie you enjoy - the lady and the tramp (second fave)
favorite movie - the lion king (wore out three vhs and two dvd's)
tagging: @ex0rin @justjessiehere @xdandelionxbloomx @cymothoe
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Oh my gosh that ask game you just reblogged, with the Witcher. I must know who you would torment for fun haha
This should honestly not be any surprise… but it’s Jaskier!!
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Send me a fandom and I’ll tell you my:
blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most)
scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped)
scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave)
glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week)
poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave)
horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason)
eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell)
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💙👢⚔️
Wild Blue Yonder - do you flirt or do you blush?
Blush. Absolutely blush. I get flustered very easily, assuming I don’t miss flirtation entirely.
Welly Boots - do you have any lucky charms or keepsakes?
I do, in fact! Several. My dearest is a Bambi plush (named Faline) from my father. I also have a little charm of an angel inside a smooth, clear stone, also from my father. I have a tiny little heart pendant on my keyring from my grandmother. I have a fake red rose from my best friend.
Battle Cries - favorite lyrics sung by Joey and Madeleine together?
Ooh… fuck.
“Sing me awake with a song about pirates”
“Remember me, I ask; remember me, I sing / give me back my heart, you wingless thing”
“Hold me, lover, like you used to / so tight I’d bruise you, I’d bruise you, too”
“Because farewell wanderlust, you’ve been oh so kind / you brought me through this darkness, but you’ve left me here behind / and so long to the person you begged me to be / he’s down, he’s dead / now take a good long look at what you’ve all done to me”
“‘Cos now I get to meet you for the first time every single day”
“Cause I will suffer silence for the strings you tune / and I’ll withstand what’s written for the writer in you”
“‘Cos if God made us all in his image, then God’s a fucking nerd”
“Go walk into your waves, my loves / tell ‘em all your names / go tell them how we failed you and give to us all your blame / we’ll be all that you hate about yourselves so you can grow / ‘cos life begins by leaving and our love is shown in the letting go”
“But we’ll burn a hundred theaters if it means we get the wallpaper right”
“If I don’t come back from where I’ve gone, just know I loved you all along”
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i also just tested positive this past week, so i get it <3 stay strong! you'll get through this and i wish you the best!!!
I hope you’re doing better by now!! <33
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I’m bored and procrastinating so I give you…
The Amazing Devil ask ✨
❤️ Love Run: favorite TAD song right now?
👑 King: favorite historical period?
✂️ Pruning Shears: tell me a bad joke
🚿 Shower Day: what do you do to cheer yourself up?
❄️ Elsa’s Song: who do you miss most?
💭 Pray: what do you wish for before falling asleep?
🎧 Little Miss Why So: favorite angsty songs?
🏙️ New York Torch Song: if you could go anywhere right now, where would you escape to?
⏳ Two Minutes: best thing to do on your own?
⚓ Not Yet: you’re in your den of pillows & blankets – which snacks and drinks did you bring?
🌹 The Rockrose and the Thistle: do you comfort with acts or with words?
🔥 The Horror and The Wild: what makes you scream?
💙 Wild Blue Yonder: do you flirt or do you blush?
👢 Welly Boots: do you have any lucky charms or keepsakes?
💃 Farewell Wanderlust: what do you want to kick back to the past where it belongs?
🥄 Fair: are you in love?
🐺 That Unwanted Animal: do you like horror stories?
🏠 Marbles: picture your ideal home; who/what must absolutely be there?
⚔️ Battle Cries: favorite lyrics sung by Joey and Madeleine together?
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