more characters with psychic powers who get migraines and seizures after they use them. i wanna see someone kill a bunch of ppl with their mind and then lay in a dark room vomiting for two days
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more characters with psychic powers who get migraines and seizures after they use them. i wanna see someone kill a bunch of ppl with their mind and then lay in a dark room vomiting for two days

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idk if Iâll write this scene at any point but just know that my modern!elric imprinted on repo the genetic opera at an impressionable age
Happy April 1st everyone, and this isn't an april fools prank, the prompt list is HERE! The prompts were chosen through first a prompt jar that got a total of 40 responses (nearly double what we got last year!) that gave us roughly 350 prompts. From there 70 text and dialogue prompts were chosen and put in for the voting form. The top 31 of each type made it onto the list, one of each for each day of the month!
And, since this is our second year running Fluffy July, we have decided to DOUBLE the amount of alternate prompts as well! Like last year, 10 of them are the mods' favorite prompts that didn't quite make the cut for the list, but this year we also have 10 prompts that were fan-favorites!
Rules:
Works can be in any medium. Fanfictions, original works, podfics, recs, whatever you please, go for it!
Prompts should be responded to in a form of fluff
You don't have to create for all the days to participate in the event
Works only need to include one of the daily prompts or an alternate
Prompts can be used after the event has ended. The AO3 collection will stay open indefinitely and as long as you tag us we will reblog. (although it might take longer than it would during the event)
No AI generated content of any kind.
(regarding completionists)
To be a completionest you must fill all 31 days before August 7th
The completionest form should open on August 1ts and be open until August 7th
(regarding reblogging)
When posting to tumblr please use the tags:
#Fluffy July 2026
The relevant day's tag (e.g. #Fluffyjulyday1, Fluffyjulyday2...)
Nsfw (if relevant) and any possible triggers
You can also tag the blog: @fluffyjuly
Below the cut are a text version of the prompts!
MAIN PROMPTS:
Day 1 - Shooting Stars | "You will be okayâ
Day 2 - Candlelight | âYou kept this?â
Day 3 - Cuddling | âCome lie down with meâ
Day 4 - Fake Dating | âYou love me?â "Always have"
Day 5 - Unconditional Love | âI'll never leave you. I promiseâ
Day 6 - Reading out Loud | âJust one more timeâ
Day 7 - Happy Tears | âWill you marry me?â
Day 8 - Fireflies/Lightning Bugs | âI looked everywhere for you!â
Day 9 - Blanket Nest | âStay with me?â
Day 10 - Eating Pancakes Together | âI adore your hands"
Day 11 - Slushie | âTry itâ
Day 12 - Oblivious | âStop staring at me like that or I might fall in love with youâ
Day 13 - Childhood Memories | âPinky promise?â
Day 14 - Accidental Love Confession | âYou stayed?â
Day 15 - Sleepy | âHold still for a momentâ
Day 16 - Wings | âYou look amazingâ
Day 17 - Dancing in the Rain | âDon't worry! It'll be fineâ
Day 18 - Beaded Bracelets | âIs it alright if I hold your hand?â
Day 19 - Forehead to Forehead Touch | âI need to see you, nowâ
Day 20 - Fangs | âLook at meâ
Day 21 - Slow Dancing | âYou could make me believe in angelsâ
Day 22 - Meteor Shower | âI bought you flowersâ
Day 23 - Fake Hating | âI hate youâ "No you don't"
Day 24 - Secret Crush | âYou had a crush on me? That's so embarrassingâ "...We're married"
Day 25 - Spa Day | âI think I love youâ
Day 26 - Rain | âWhat did I do to deserve you?â
Day 27 - Learning a New Skill | âLet's go homeâ
Day 28 - Stickers | âThat's a stupid nicknameâ
Day 29 - Touch Starved | âDon't leave me alone againâ
Day 30 - Standing up for Them | âWe can fix thisâ
Day 31 - Comfort | âForever?â "Forever."
ALTERNATE PROMPTS:
(Last year's favorite)
Alt 1: Found Family
Alt 2: Baking
Alt 3: Midnight Snack
Alt 4: Nursing Back to Health
Alt 5: Cuddling for Warmth
Alt 6: "May I have this dance?"
Alt 7: "I really mean it"
Alt 8: "You may be an idiot, but you're MY idiot"
Alt 9: "I can teach you"
Alt 10: "Can I kiss you?"
(Mods' favorite)
Alt 11: Community Garden
Alt 12: Rock Collection
Alt 13: Golden Fields
Alt 14: First Love
Alt 15: Tropical Breeze
Alt 16: "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"
Alt 17: "The sky below is beautiful"
Alt 18: "What did you say?" "I said I love you!"
Alt 19: "I've wanted this forever"
Alt 20: "You're making sandcastles way too seriously"
IMPORTANT !! WHUMP PSA
-Make your character on the run from THE AGENTS
-Make them end up ALONE AND SCARED IN A RAINY COLD CITY
-Have them ATTACKED AND BEAT UP WITH NOWHERE TO GO
-Make them GET SICK ON TOP OF ALL OF THIS
-Have them SHIVERING AND COUGHING AND BRUISED IN AN ALLEYWAY
-Allow them to be found by a KIND STRANGER WHO POSSIBLY IS SOMEHOW AWARE OF THEIR PLIGHT
-Have the stranger TAKE THEM HOME AND NURSE THEM BACK TO HEALTH
PSA over thank you for coming to my TED talk
Please check out the rules before beginning to complete the prompts!
Continuing on if you have lmao

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reblog if you would never let ai write fanfics for you
we should torture princes more. and make their knights watch but be unable to help. we should lock them up in cellars but make them unable to touch. all they can do is talk. the knight is quite terrible at comforting people with words but god he cannot bear to hear his prince cry any longer.
dear god please picture the knight's hand (still gauntleted) reaching just enough through the bars of their prince's prison to stroke his tear-streaked cheek, and the prince leaning into it
Just a Little Farther
Curufin is going through it for @whumpril 's Day 25 prompt: Running on Fumes
The steady clop of hooves began to buzz in Curufinâs ears as the banks of the Narog turned stony. The land reached upward marginally, like a feeble hand longing to touch the sky. Even the small gradient felt a great imposition to Curufinâs way-worn feet. Yet it was this change in terrain that heralded the approach of Taur-en-Faroth, the wooded hills that Felagund called home, and hence some small hope. Not farâŚÂ he thought. Just a little longerâŚ
Behind, Celebrimborâs mare snorted and pulled against her lead, irritable after too many days of hard riding along Doriathâs marches and across the guarded plain. All their steeds had been cruelly pressed nearly to exhaustion; it was kinder, though, than the fate that awaited the beasts had the remainder of Himladâs forces been overtaken: flame and orc fodder. As if Curufinâs thoughts could be plainly read, his own destrier flattened his ears and started forward suddenly, pulling violently on the rope resting in Curufinâs nerveless fingers. He stumbled, and, damn it, his shaking legs had become too weak to right him from the fall. Pain lanced sharply up from his knees as they hit the rocky ground.
Read the rest below the cut or on A03.
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care and tenderness as violating and coercive acts. being forced into vulnerability for your own good by someone who does not actually see you as a person but as a symbol or a figure too valuable to let die. you have power over so much but not your own body. you have lost the right to risk. everybody cheered
being put to sleep
⢠Sleep can function as mental bondage. If you're asleep and can't be easily woken, you're completely helpless and vulnerable. If you're sufficiently drowsy and out of it, you're still basically helpless, but with the added bonus of potentially being somewhat aware of what's happening.
⢠The many ways to be forced to sleep -- surgical drugs, chloroform rags, hypnosis, sleeping spells and potions, tranquilizer darts, hidden sedatives in food or drink...
⢠The onset of sleep can be quick, barely giving you time to react before you're out, or so gradual you won't even realize what's happening until it's too late (and everything in-between).
⢠Uncertainty -- being put to sleep against your will, not knowing what will happen to you while you're defenseless. Being carried away as you fall asleep, not knowing where you'll be when you wake.
⢠The fight to stay awake, because it feels like something you should be able to fight, to overcome with enough willpower, but...
⢠The inevitability of being put to sleep. You might not feel the effects of the drugs or magic right now, you might feel wide awake, but sleep will be coming for you.
⢠Heavy eyelids fluttering and straining to stay open, drooping and closing all by themselves.
⢠Confusion and disorientation as the drowsiness sets in.
⢠Floating in and out of consciousness, perhaps just able to hear people discuss you or feel them handling you.
⢠Deep hypnotic sleep where your conscious mind is shut down and your subconscious is utterly vulnerable to suggestion.
⢠Glassy, dazed eyes with nothing behind them -- your eyes might still be open, but you're still fast asleep.
⢠Sleepwalking, wandering around in a trance, unaware of your surroundings -- or perhaps your sleeping mind is following someone else's commands...
⢠Memory gaps and not knowing what happened while you were sleeping.
No thoughts. Just Whumpee drifting in and out of consciousness, muttering nonsensical slurred protests, and weakly trying to pull st their restraints before their eyes roll back and they slip away into unconsciousness again.
Call for Submissions: Teeth
Teeth is a queer erotic SFF anthology about things that bite. Itâs about the gleam of a fang in the moonlight, the vulnerability of soft flesh, the feeling of sinking into something supple and ripe. Vampires? Werewolves? Absolutely. Something more exotic? Please! As long as itâs got teeth, baby, bring it on.
What weâre aiming for here is not so much erotica as eroticism. On-page sex is welcome but not necessary, on-page sexy is a must. Talk to me about the rush of sharp points piercing flesh, the sensual pleasure of blood spilling over the tongue, the feral joy of ripping into something yielding. About the power of running your finger along the edges of a razor-sharp maw and being sure you wonât get bittenâor hoping you will.Get weird with it, get dark or light with it. Get, above all else, your teeth into it.
The Details:
- Stories 3-7k, though if youâve got something you think is exceptional outside this range, it can't hurt to send it in - âQueerâ here means whatever it means to youâthis is an anthology of queer fiction by queer authors. If you think the word applies to both yourself and your story, then it does - We're after first worldwide English digital and print rights, exclusive for a period of 12 months (with exceptions should your story be chosen for best of the year anthologies or the like) - No reprints for this one but I have faith in your ability to write something new - This is a SFF/spec-fic anthologyâany flavour you like, as long as there's something in there that isn't literal reality - The one thing I insist you don't send me is human characters under 18, for legal reasons
Compensation:
- $20AUD flat payment guaranteed for accepted stories (with hopes of increasing this depending on success of Kickstarter campaign) + copy of eBook - eBook edition going ahead in all events except my untimely demise, paperback editions again at the whims of the Kickstarter campaign (+ if paperbacks go ahead, authors will also be provided a copy) - Monetary payment on signing of contract, eBook/paperback sent, obviously, when such a thing exists to be sent
Submissions:
- May 1st to June 1st 2026 - Open to queer authors internationally (as long as you can accept a PayPal payment/or are happy to be compensated in the form of cat pictures)
Timeline:
- Submission window: 1st May to 1st June 2026 - Acceptances & contracts: 15th June 2026 (check your spam folder) - Editing period: late June - mid August 2026 (painless single-round process, promise) - Kickstarter: 15th August - 1st September 2026 - Publication: October 2026 (precise date TBD)
Website here: Orpiment Press
Askbox open. Reblog if you yearn to sink your teeth into the yielding flesh of a lover or you like yellow.
WHUMPAY 2026 - THE TIME HAS COME
Welcome to Whumpay 2026! Up above you will see the basic prompt list and down below the cut you will see it written out in a list as well the rules and the mini challenges/alternate prompts!

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My and @ginnie-darling 's moden Elrics doodle. I think they captured his chronic illness aspect miles better than I did lol
I presume their Elric is set in the current age, but mine is in the late 90s/early 2000s.
Iâve got a whumpy modern!elric pre-canon fic in the works, which addresses how he wound up in the hospital prior to chapter one of the main fic. Itâs not done yet, but hereâs the start of the first chapter đ
Coughing up blood doesnât always look like it does in the movies. It isnât always a shocking spatter of bright red perfectly suited to dripping dramatically down the lead actorâs chin in a chilling reveal. Compared with this fictional ideal, Elric found his own experience with coughing up blood to be something of an anticlimax.
âShit,â he wheezed, looking down at the reddish brown smear heâd coughed painfully into a kleenex. It was surrounded by greenish-yellow mucus, the bitter taste of which he could not get out of his mouth. The chest infection heâd been keeping his eye on for the last few days was visibly, markedly worse this morning (if 3 AM could be counted as morning) than it had been yesterday night. Not only could he see it in what he was coughing up, he could feel it ache in his chest with each labored inhale.
Sitting up straighter in bed did little to alleviate this, and had the additional effect of making him realize that he was quite dizzy. This might not have been alarming if it had passed quickly, but it did not. In fact, the dizziness only got worse as he attempted to wait it out. His chest felt as if it were growing tighter all the while. It was a feeling not unlike panic, each rattling ineffectual breath building on the next, broken only by painful, wet coughs which left him gasping and spitting.
He fumbled for his nebulizer â forgoing an inhaler for a more intensive treatment â and affixed the green plastic mask over his mouth and nose. It took a few clumsy tries to press the button to start the flow of misty albuterol; his hands werenât listening to him. When the medicine finally started flowing, it did not do as much to ease his breathing as it should have.
âShit,â Elric would have said again, if he could have found a moment between the painful coughing and fruitless wheezing to voice his thoughts. He couldnât keep this up for much longer. The lack of oxygen was making him feel more tired by the minute, and he was afraid of what might happen if he lost consciousness now while he still needed to fight for breath.
Ugh. This was going to turn into a whole palaver, wasnât it?