August Challenge!

Aug 01, 2011 01:57

It's time for our August challenge: Music Kink!This post will serve as the prompt submission, claims, and posting area. This challenge functions like your average kink meme: Anonymously (or un-anonymously!) give a prompt in the comments section with a fandom, pairing, and (here's the kicker) a song instead of a kink. Then, others will hopefully ( Read more... )

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sour_idealist August 1 2011, 06:32:34 UTC
Homestuck, Karkat Vantas + Jack Noir, Trust Me by The Fray

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sour_idealist August 1 2011, 06:34:16 UTC
Homestuck, Dave Strider/Terezi Pyrope, Fake Palindromes by Andrew Bird

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sour_idealist August 1 2011, 06:35:19 UTC
Homestuck, Rose Lalonde/Kanaya Maryam, The Tower by Vienna Teng

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HOW MUCH SORRY AM I? NONE. 1st_eggokage August 1 2011, 08:54:48 UTC

1st_eggokage August 1 2011, 09:01:38 UTC
Homestuck, Vriska Serket, The Impression That I Get - The Mighty Mighty Bosstones

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Never Make Me Wonder - 1/3 sour_idealist August 1 2011, 23:48:38 UTC
Minor ableist language, because Homestuck. PG otherwise. Set in the dreambubbles, also features Beta-Timeline!John.“…because I have aaaaaaaall the luck!” Vriska laughs, tossing her dice across the Parcheesi board. John laughs, stopping one before it bounces off the edge and smacks his teal-covered knee; she’s already sending her pieces skittering across the board in accordance with the sixes that she rolled, not even bothering to look at the dice. “All of it ( ... )

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Never Make Me Wonder - 2/3 sour_idealist August 1 2011, 23:50:41 UTC
Her finger stabs at the air as if the molecules around her are massing for an attack; he blinks up at her, trying to take in the raggedness in her voice and the changing tint to her black eyes and do trolls cry? Do ghosts cry? “Vriska ( ... )

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Never Make Me Wonder - 3/3 sour_idealist August 1 2011, 23:59:36 UTC
“Rose would be so much better at this,” he mumbles. Vriska cranes her neck back to stare at him, and he winces. Shit. Troll hearing.

“Rose sounded really boring,” she snorts. “Not fun to play games with at all. Why would she be better?”

“Not at Parcheesi.” He runs his hand through his hair, tugging at it just a little bit so he doesn’t start wonder whether Rose was good at Parcheesi; he never got the chance to find out. “Just… she’s good at talking to people. I think she might be able to help you, a little.”

She puffs out air angrily, loose snarls of hair lifting off her face for just a moment. “Pff, John, haven’t you been paying any attention at all! I don’t need help. I’m always fine on my own. That’s what being the best means!”

Repression and denial and psychologically unhealthy tangle up in his mouth and stick to his teeth like peanut butter, clog his throat like the fifth bite of cake after the last one that he can possibly stand. He doesn’t have a clue how to pronounce them, doesn’t even know what they look like written in ( ... )

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