Alright, cool cats, it’s time to find your groove, and let the music lead the way.
For June, we’re trying something a little different… but don’t worry, the beat stays the same. There will still be an allocated prompt every day, only this time each prompt will be a song. The full setlist is below.
For anyone who feels a little uncertain, or doesn’t want the pressure of choosing where to start, we’ve also picked a line from each song to help narrow things down as a second option.
But for anyone feeling adventurous? You can absolutely choose another line from the song instead.
Your Scribble must contain at least one line from the song. It does not have to be the line we picked, and you’re welcome to use multiple lines if the music moves you.
We’ve also created a playlist so you can listen along with the full prompt list and really get into the June Jukebox mood.
The Goal: Write a Scribble of 300 words max, including the prompt/lyric line. We’d love people to try and stay as close to that as possible, but we’re here for the vibes, not to slap anyone with a ruler.
The Timing: You have until the end of the day in your own time zone to complete and submit each prompt.
The Swap-Outs: If a certain day’s song isn’t your jam, don’t stress. We’ve made sure there are options to swap out, so you can still keep the music playing.
Rules / Guidelines:
The final day for submissions is July 1st, end of the day in your own time zone. Please be aware that any entries submitted after this will not be added to the event masterlist.
For the event masterlist, we will link any users who have created their own Scribbles masterlist. For anyone who has not created a masterlist, we will link to their preferred profile instead. For example, if you have a sideblog, we will confirm this with you.
Please use the tag #JuneJukeboxScribbles (no spaces) so we can find your creations. Please do not use the tag after the event has ended. You’re also welcome to tag @societynsoelsscribbles if you wish.
Please use appropriate warnings for explicit content, non-con, triggers, etc.
Hard no content: No incest, underage, bestiality, or necrophilia.
Any 18+ entries must be posted by an 18+ listed blog to be included.
Here are no limits on the number of submissions for a prompt. Do as many as you like, just remember to use the #JuneJukeboxScribbles tag!
The target is 300 words, but should you go over, we will not scold, fine, or ban you… as long as you deliver (but please.. try)
The possibilities are endless. Any fandom, pairing, reader insert, OC, character, ship, tone, or genre is welcome; smut, fluff, angst, crack, horror, romance, heartbreak, whatever beat you hear.
Join as often or as little as you like. There is absolutely no pressure. Whether you drop one track or complete the whole album, we’re thrilled to have you playing along.
You can use our event header for your own entries or masterlist, but please credit Society.
So warm up the jukebox, spread the sound and get ready to jive to your own funk… Drum roll please!!!
Prompt list: (Playlist for all songs can be found here)
June 1st - Joy To The World - Three Dog Night / “I never understood a single word he said”
June 2nd - I Wanna Be Bad - Willa Ford / “No I can't promise that I won't do that”
June 3rd - Mack the Knife - Bobby Darin / “And he shows them pearly white”
June 4th - Right Place, Wrong Time - Dr. John / “But I'm having such a good time”
June 5th - Hey! Baby - Bruce Channel / “I'm gonna make her mine, all mine”
June 6th - Therefore I Am - Billie Eilish / “I don't think I caught your name”
June 7th - Jump (For My Love) - Pointer Sisters / “I know you like what you see”
June 8th - Living La Vida Loca - Ricky Martin / “I feel a premonition”
June 9th - Somebody That I Used To Know - Gotye / “Like when you said you felt so happy you could die”
June 10th - Pink Pony Club - Chappell Roan / “Every night's another reason why I left it all”
June 11th - Little Bitty Pretty One - Thurston Harris / “Tell you a story”
June 12th - Tainted Love - Soft Cell / “I cannot stand the way you tease”
June 13th - Town Without Pity - Gene Pitney / “Only those in love could know”
June 14th - Play That Funky Music - Wild Cherry / “Til you die?”
June 15th - Bad Habits - Ed Sheeran / “I got nothin' left to lose, or use, or do”
June 16th - Every Breath You Take - The Police / “Every smile you fake”
June 17th - Say Something - A Great Big World & Christina Aguilera / “It was over my head”
June 18th - Come and Get Your Love - Redbone / “What's the matter with you”
June 19th - Raise Your Glass - P!nk / “You can choose to let it go”
June 20th - All Shook Up - Elvis Presley / “Who do you thank when you have such luck?”
June 21st - Animal I Have Become - Three Days Grace / “I can't control myself”
June 22nd - Wonderwall - Oasis / “Because maybe”
June 23rd - I Believe In A Thing Called Love - The Darkness / “We'll be rocking till the sun goes down”
June 24th - Groove Is In The Heart - Deee-Lite / “No, I couldn't ask for another”
June 25th - Rude - MAGIC! / “I hate to do this, you leave no choice”
June 26th - Total Eclipse of the Heart - Bonnie Tyler / “There's nothing I can do”
June 27th - The Dark End of the Street - James Carr / “That's where we always meet”
June 28th - Northern Attitude - Noah Kahan (with Hozier) / “If I get too close”
June 29th - Mr. Brightside - The Killers / “But it's just the price I pay”
June 30th - Don’t Speak - No Doubt / “I know what you're thinkin'”
Swap-Out Tracks
Praying - Kesha / “I'm proud of who I am”
Don’t Stop Believing - Journey / “A smell of wine and cheap perfume”
Season of the Witch - Donovan / “When I look out my window”
Cry Me A River - Julie London / “Now you say you love me”
Daydream Believer - The Monkees / “You once thought of me”
Dancing Queen - ABBA / “Anybody could be that guy”
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Hello Hello everybody! There's a LOT of traffic coming in from Twitter and a few of my Twitter buds as well! Welcome to my page!
I post mostly my humanoid stuff here, but if things change other places I'll post some of my cuter stuff here as well, for now, have a frog! I love working in all genres, and this is where more of the humanoid D&D and TTRPG work stays and lives, have fun!
Hello there friends, have you miss me? Well, I’m here today to complete the challenge of this month, I have to admit I almost forgot about it and I have a little of trouble trying to write, but after all I was finally able to finalized at this @hellotvshowtrash and I’m also working on @elijahs-wife and in @xxwritemeastoryxx
Dom, hope you found your muse back, but as someone said one time “sometimes you need to lose yourself to find yourself” we’ll be waiting for you.
· Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x reader
· Warnings: Cursing words and fluff as hell, like always.
· Words: 1K.
· Prompt: “Hold on, you died.” “Yeah, well, it didn’t stick”
You sigh watching at your surroundings, trying to find a way out of the old house were the 2 men’s that capture you were vampires, you rest your head to the wall trying to remember what your boyfriend and best friend, both of the also vampires, try to teach you a few weeks back for your own protection, when you start to hear the sounds of a fight starting not far away.
The sounds of it starting to sound closer to your room making you took anything that could be used as a stake staying out of sight waiting for them to open the door.
“Y/N” you drop what you were holding as soon you recognize his voice getting out of your hidden place.
“Elijah” running to him into a crashing hug.
He pull apart just enough to see you “Are you alright?”
“I’m, now you’re here” you confess.
“Sorry to interrupt this lovely reunion but we need to go, now!” Damon announce at the doorway, making Elijah guide you out the room, Damon leading the way out and you save between him and Elijah.
You were almost at the entrance when a vampire appear in front of it “I will have the pleasure at least to kill one of you” he said with a creepy smile on his lips.
“Take her out of here” Elijah declare moving using vamp speed to move the vampire away the door.
Damon took your hand pulling you to the entrance passing them by, “Elijah” you shout looking how the vampire stab him with a stake.
He turn to see you “I love you” he whisper before Damon throw you over his shoulder and take you out there using his vamp speed, but not before you could see how his body was starting to desiccated, falling to the floor kneeling down.
Tears rolling down your cheeks, feeling your heart breaking in pieces at the thought of losing him “we can’t leave him Damon” you said while trying to get out of his car.
He place his hands on your arms, pulling you back inside “He want you to be safe” he make you see him with his fingers under your chin “I promise you I will come back for him but we need you safe first” you nod to him, stopping fighting get out.
The way back to the boarding house was made in complete silence, your head against the window while still tears roll down your cheeks, you could feel the glance from Damon from time to time but decide not look at him.
The car stop in front of the boarding house, you seat straight looking down to your feet’s and your hand on the car’s handle “don’t came back without him” you demand him before getting out in direction to the boarding house.
“Y/N” Elena pull you into a hug as soon you enter the boarding house, but you couldn’t hug her back, the pain you feel was covering your heart more and more.
“It’s your fault” you announce to her, your voice now fill with anger.
“My fault?” she question you stepping back from you.
You leave a sob escape allowing new tears to form on your eyes and closing your hands into fist “If you have only told me about the supernatural before, he would be here with me” you scream to her.
“Damon…” Elena pronounce taking his hand to her mouth to look back at Stefan watching him denied with his head “Elijah” she add to then look back at you “Y/N, you should know..”
“Nothing that you said will bring him back, so save it Elena” you shout before passing her by to go upstairs to your temporary room.
“Y/N” she call you trying to follow you when Stefan stop her with a hand over her shoulder.
“Let her calm down, we will explain her later” he offer to her, earning a nod from her with her sight still fix on the direction you disappear.
You let yourself cry on your pillow until you fall asleep, trying to escape your reality for a while.
You feel the bed sunk on your side, forcing you to open your eyes to find Damon seated on your bed “where he is?” you ask him almost in a whisper trying to avoid and start crying again.
“I need you to listen to me” he said calm
“Where he is?” you repeat this time raising your voice.
The door of your room open “I’m here” he respond on the doorway.
You stand from the bed as fast as you could and run to him, he embrace you pulling you up the floor, one of his hands on your lower back and the other one behind your head “I’m here” he repeat whispering into your hear.
You pull apart, making him put you down but still keeping you close to him “Hold on, you die”
“Yeah, well, it didn’t stick” Damon rush to answer before Elijah “he is an Original” dropping his hand on his shoulder, making you remove your sight away from him to look at him “they can’t die” looking at Elijah to then back to yourself “that’s what your sister was trying to explain you before”
“Damn!” you curse dropping your head into Elijah’s chest.
“I thing you own her an apology, love” he express before deposit a kiss on your head.
“She can wait” Damon mention “I think you have more important things to discuss” palming Elijah on the back before walking to the door, leaving you alone.
“What elseI need to know about you Elijah?” you ask him titling your head to the right.
Lifting his hand to place it on your cheek “The much I care about you, that even I can’t die a part of me would do it if you die, that I would keep you safe even it cost my own life” he confess.
“I love you too Elijah” you respond to his confession, leaning to him and kiss him.
Prompt: James and Lily graduate from Hogwarts, and in October 1978 they go to a pumpkin patch. @jilytoberfest
“Be careful!” Lily chastised from her position curled up against his side. Sirius had challenged Peter and Remus in a race to climb to the top of a pyramid constructed of bales of hay– and then had proceeded to attempt to take out his competition by force. Remus wobbled precariously for a moment, (from Sirius’ unsportsmanlike shove) and regained his footing. Lily let out a breath of relief.
“Already regretting bringing us along with you?” he teased, pressing a kiss to the top of her knit cap clad head.
“Not at all,” she said, smiling up at him. “I used to come here every year with my parents and Petunia before…” she trailed off– unwilling, or unable to put into words how much she’d lost in the past year.
They’d graduated from Hogwarts that spring, full of optimistic hope– as if through sheer determination and force of will they could change the wizarding world for the better. He and the other Marauders got a flat in Wizarding London, largely funded by his and Sirius’ trusts while they sought employment. Lily and Marlene had moved into a flat in a muggle neighborhood a few blocks away– though the boys and Marlene teased that Lily might as well have moved into the flat with him, she was there so often (not that he minded in the least).
They’d been unprepared for the harsh reality of the world that awaited them on the other side of the castle gates. The war was starting to truly begin: tensions mounting between the Dark Lord Voldemort’s followers and those whom he wished to eradicate like a common pest infestation– people like Lily. The mere thought of it had him pulling her closer, assuring himself that she was there. She was safe.
Even the muggle world hadn’t been the escape he knew she’d wished for. Her (in his opinion, horrendous) sister, Petunia, had announced her engagement to an absolute walrus of a man– Vernon Dursley. She’d promptly moved out, spurning any and all of Lily’s attempts at reconciliation.
A few months later, while out for drinks with himself and the others at a muggle pub, Lily got the news of her parents’ death. He knew she’d worried they’d be targeted, due to her involvement in the Order, and had started plans to move them into hiding. What she hadn’t expected was their deaths through no fault of her own, or based on notions of blood purity, but at the hands of a muggle driver who had too many drinks before getting behind the wheel of his automobile. The accident had made the muggle news, playing across the television screens of the pub they’d chosen that night. He’d watched as the terrible realization slowly dawned across her features. When the muggle reporter finally disclosed the names of the couple killed in the accident, she’d collapsed to the ground with a wail of grief so profoundly heartbreaking it etched itself into his bones.
He dropped to his knees beside her, pulling Lily into his arms and ushering her out of the pub and back home to let her grieve in private. In his flat, he’d held her as she let out anguished sobs that broke his heart. He held her and didn’t let go. He held her as she wept at their funeral, held her as she railed against the injustices of the world. He held her when her sister sold their parents’ home and cut all ties with Lily, and he held her tight until her sobs became silent tears, held her until those tears dried, and held her after, as she learned to live again.
Slowly she’d come back to him. Back to herself. And he couldn’t contain his awe at the strength of the woman snuggled up by his side today.
“I know,” he whispered back to her, “I’m really proud of you.”
She blessed him with one of her glorious smiles, though this one was a little watery. “It’s not as hard as I thought. To be back here,” she clarified. “I thought I’d be a sobbing mess the first time without them– thought this was another thing I’d lost. But it’s good to be back here, with family.”
Family.
Lily thought of him and the Marauders– whom he’d considered brothers for years now– as her family. It took James a moment for the thought to sink in. Longer than he’d like to admit– even to himself, that Lily referred to him and the Marauders as family.
The thought made his heart swell with pride and love.
Marry me.
The impulse caught him by surprise, though it was a thought he’d had more and more frequently. When she laughed at a particular joke he’d told. Marry me. When she counseled Sirius, as only he had been able to before. Marry me. When she worked tirelessly to brew a drought of wolfsbane for Remus that didn’t have all the negative side-effects he normally suffered through. Marry me. She helped Peter secure a job at the ministry, without making him feel badly. Marry me.
He’d had to tamp down on the urge to blurt it out constantly. A gentle smile when she thought he wasn’t looking. Marry me. Bickering over if four nights of take-away was too many in a row. Marry me. Waking up next to her, marry me. An exchange of goodnight’s. Marry me.
Marry me. Marry me. Marry me. It was practically a chant inside his head. One he had to hold himself back from just randomly shouting at her daily.
“What?” Her whispered question drew him from his reverie. “What did you just say?” she asked again.
He stared at her in shock. Had he said it out loud? From the look on her face, it would seem that his silent mantra hadn’t been so silent after all. James felt a momentary flare of panic stir in his chest, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the love he had for the woman in front of him.
“Marry me,” he said on an exhale. “That is, will you marry me? Will you marry me, Lily Evans?”
“Is this a joke?” her voice sounded strangled and he could see the hesitant hope in her eyes.
“It’s not a joke. I have been thinking about it for a while now. And I was going to plan something grand and romantic, because you deserve nothing but the best. But I guess it got away from me this time.” As he spoke, it occurred to him how absolutely mental he probably sounded– rambling at her a half-done proposal, but he couldn’t stop. “I have loved you since I was fourteen years old. Probably longer. And I never thought you’d give me the time of day– but then, against all odds, you did.” She let out a watery chuckle, and he took her hand in his.
“You let me have a second of your time, and I was done for. I fell even more in love with you, if that’s even possible. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to be there for everything. I want everything with you, Lily. I know we’re young, but there’s no version of my life where I wouldn’t want you in it. Forever.” He drew a shaky breath. “So, will you marry me, Evans? Even though I practically shouted the proposal at you and I don’t even have a ring yet– oh, fuck, I don’t even have a ring– what am I doing?”
She cut off his mad rambling with a hard kiss. “Yes. Yes, I will marry you, Potter,” she said, smiling ear to ear. “At least, I think that’s what you asked me somewhere in there,” she teased.
“You– you will?” he hardly dared to believe he wasn’t dreaming.
“Yes, I will marry you, James Potter. I would be beyond honored to be your wife, you silly, silly man.” With that he pulled her into a kiss, giving her a real snog this time.
“Wait,” he said, pulling away, “Why am I silly?”
“I don’t need the roses or fireworks or whatever other grand gesture you’d inevitably think up with Sirius. I only need you.” And she pulled him into a kiss that shut his brain up entirely– except for a new chant it had picked up.