This month's prompt list is: Juicy June
Next month's prompt list is: Jazzy July
Turns out I enjoy making prompt lists, and I'm pretty good at it, too, so I've started this blog to centralize that for everyone's convenience.
I plan to have themed prompt lists up monthly, with prompts for each day. They will be tagged "prompt list" and the current one will be linked in this pinned post each month.
My prompts are meant to be usable for both writers and visual artists and welcome both original work and fanwork (unless otherwise specified by a given theme). If you do some other kind of art—music, fiber art, soapmaking, dance—and can see a way to use these prompts as well, you are more than welcome to do so!
I encourage you, dear fellow creatives, to have a go at any prompts that strike your fancy, without worrying about committing to the whole month if that's more than you can manage right now. Goodness knows I won't be able to fill all my own prompts. Skip days, start late, do prompts from August in January, whatever works for you. I want this to be fun!
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genrai lemon for the lemon prompt from @thepromptfoundry!
for your enjoyment on ao3 | other juicy june drabbles
5. Lemon
Sweat clings to their skin, heat cloaked heavily around them as they pant and move together. Rising and falling in Genma’s lap, Raidou lets out a moan that makes him hide his face against Genma’s neck in denial. Salt kisses his lips, caressing his tongue as he licks and sucks at the frantic pulse now held beneath his teeth.
With a breathless gasp, Genma shifts them, pinning Raidou bodily to the ground and fucking him soundly. He seems determined to get Raidou to break, to surrender completely.
Trembling, soaring, Raidou can’t last. He gives in, and lets Genma hear him.
For Prompts #4- Mango (for Juicy June over @thepromptfoundry) and Cooking Together (for Swoon June over @swoon-june)
Fun Fact: Mangos in many cultures represent prosperity, love, and fertility. They also can represent prosperity, and often the color can represent different things, especially when given as a gift.
Title: Guitar Lesson
Fandom: Date Everything
Rating: PG
Characters: Miranda Dulce Tostadora/Gilby (OC Homeowner
Summary: This is not what Gilby expected when Miranda suggested a guitar lesson
Word Count: 275
Note: Didn't have a lot of time to write but may continue this one day because damn...got some tajin on that mango today...
...
“Are you sure about this?”
“You said that you wanted to learn to play.”
“Yeah, but this is your guitar and for some people their instrument can be their entire life!”
“Shhh, I trust you mi amor! Now here, put your one hand here on the neck and the other here.”
Gilby felt a rush of warmth all over as Miranda’s warm body pressed against their back. Even through the fantastic red shirt, Gilby could feel every inch of the beautiful musician and it was both wonderful and frightening at the same time. When Miranda had suggested the lesson Gilby had expected them to sit side by side…not for Gilby to be seated in Miranda’s lap. The musician’s arms snuck their way around Gilby’s body, encasing them as she helped to place their hands on the right strings. With the guitar in their lap and a beautiful woman on their back, Gilby was trapped.
“And now you give it a gentle strum like this,” Miranda instructed, helping Gilby ease the pic over the strings. The sound that came out was a simple note, but it sent shivers through Gilby’s body sending sensations all over. Gods, is this what toast felt like? Gilby shivered again as Miranda’s warm breath tickled the side of their neck, lips coming ever so close to brush the delicate skin. Miranda chuckled breathlessly as she clearly knew what she was doing. “You are hot mi amor. I’d better be careful not to burn you up.”
Gilby swallowed hard.
If this is how all the ‘lessons’ were going to go Gilby was pretty sure they would never actually learn to play guitar.
some mango genrai for @thepromptfoundry's juicy june!
on ao3 too | other juicy june drabbles
4. Mango
The cool gentleness of the silk in his hands stuns Raidou into silence. He can only stare, wondering what prompted Genma to get him such a luxurious gift while away on his last mission.
“Do you like them?”
Stroking the pyjamas absentmindedly with his thumb, Raidou nods. “Thank you.”
He touches the pattern on the fabric, tracing over the strange, curved teardrop shape.
“They’re buta,” Genma tells him.
It’s a striking, attractive design. The more Raidou looks, the more he likes it.
“Thank you,” he says again, really meaning it.
Opposite him, Genma grins, and Raidou can’t help smiling too.
For prompts: #3- Orange (Juicy June @thepromptfoundry) and Nostalgia (Swoon June @swoon-june)
Fun Fact: Oranges can often symbolize getting through a tough time, with the peel representing the hard time and then the fruit being the happiness at the end.
Title: Saturday Pancakes
Fandom: Date Everything
Rating: G
Characters: Teddy & Gilby (Oc homeowner) (Platonic friendship/family relationship), also featuring Michael Parker (Gilby's decease father...yea!)
Summary: Memories are often better shared
Word Count: 762
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Sometime ago…
“Dad’s Saturday pancake house is open! What will it be, little lady?”
“Pancakes, Daddy!”
“Coming right up!”
Within moments of the pancake hitting the plate, maple syrup drowned it. Michael Parker chuckled as he watched his daughter pour most of the bottle onto her pancake. He knew as a dad he should be more worried about his daughter’s sugar intake, but then again, it was Saturday and the rules went out the window on Saturdays. And it was all worth it to see the smile on that sweet, sticky face.
“Daddy, can Teddy get a pancake too?”
Michael nodded. Teddy always had a place at the counter, sitting next to Gilraen in his own chair (which was stacked high with a few books so the bear could see). “Sure,” he said as he flipped another pancake in the pan, “and will Mister Bear be having maple syrup as well?”
Gilraen giggled. “No daddy! He wants honey!”
“Ah, right. My mistake?” Michael fished the honey (which, funnily enough, was bear-shaped as well) from the fridge and placed it, along with the pancake, in front of the bear. “For you, sir, hope it is to your liking.”
The bear said nothing, just continued to stare with his black button eyes. After a moment of silence, Gilraen nodded and turned to her dad. “He says he likes it, Daddy! Thank you for making it for him!”
“Well, you are very welcome, Mister Teddy!” Michael said, giving a little bow. “I am so glad to be serving such fine customers this beautiful morning.” Michael smiled as his daughter giggled. But it faded as Gilraen disappeared down the hall to wash up for the day. Michael sighed as he looked at Teddy, tired shoulders falling. “You think I’m doing okay, Teddy? I mean, sometimes I wonder if I’m doing everything I can as a dad.”
Again, the bear didn’t answer, just continued to stare forward.
“I mean, I might be losing my mind a little,” Michael chuckled, “standing here talking to a stuffed bear. But honestly, if Gilraen is right, then you are the best listener in the house.” Michael looked down the hallway where his daughter had disappeared. “I just want to make sure Gilraen has everything to be happy, even without her mom here. I want her to continue smiling as long as she can. That’s all a dad can hope for, right?”
Teddy just stared.
Michael’s smile returned as he gave the stuffed animal a pat on the head. “Thanks, Teddy.”
…
Years Later:
Teddy’s kitchen was small but homey. He didn’t do much cooking in it, given that he spent a lot of time outside in the world. Even so, he still managed to learn how to cook a pretty descent meal. But this was Saturday and only one meal could come on Saturday. “Another Pancake? Teddy asked, spatula in hand.
“Yes please,” Gilby answered from their seat that the kitchen table. They picked up the nearby honey container (which was still, funnily enough, shaped like a bear) and chuckled. “Love that you still get the same honey too.”
“What can I say, I’m a person who enjoys the simple things, and nothing simpler than honey and pancakes.” Teddy placed the pancake on their plate before settling back down in his seat next to them at the table. As they started in the fluffy circles of goodness, Teddy couldn’t help but watch Gilby. For a moment he was taken back to days of maple syrup and stick faces. Of course, now the person sitting across from him was no longer a child but a full grown amazing person who Teddy loved so dearly.
Gilby caught him watching. “Is there something on my face?”
“Oh no, just remembering things, like how your dad used to make us Saturday morning pancakes each weekend.”
Gilby/s eyes grew sad a moment at the mention of their father. “Yeah, I remember. It was his favorite day, or at least it seemed to be.”
Teddy’s smile was gentle as he placed a hand on their shoulder. “It was his favorite day, because he got to spend it with his wonderful child, just like I am doing right now.
Gilby’s nodded as their smile returned just bit. “Thank you again for doing this Teddy. I am glad that I have someone to remember my dad with, especially things like pancakes.”
Teddy beamed as he gave their shoulder a squeeze. “I too could think of no one I would want to share this day with more then you kiddo.”
I have a question about one of the juicy June prompts
what are Black currants, Açai, and Bilberry?
this is my first time hearing about these fruits and I’m curious about what they are, and I was hoping that you could clear up some of my confusion
Sure!
Black currants are small, very dark purple-blue berries that grow mostly in Northern Europe. They’re mostly used to make jams and syrups, and they’re quite tart because they’re full of vitamin C!
Açaí berries are small purple fruits that grow on the açaí palm. They’re packed with antioxidants and are very popular in breakfast bowls and smoothies, which they turn bright purple.
Bilberries are very much like blueberries, which are their close cousins, and they can be used similarly in jams and baked goods!
