#march challenge

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March Color Palette Challenge

My take with the @color-palettes March 2026's challenge. It felt nice to make a simple artwork. I think I might join next month as well!! <3 Remember art that’s simple is still art, you don’t need to stress yourself with every work you create. Thanks for stopping your scroll a bit, treat yourself kindly. <3 <3

[beware0fd0g]

Day two of MARTch 2026! Really enjoyed todays (no surprises there)

Can you tell i fixated on one part and thats it?

That and I already know my top comfort characters rn would be beefing like CRAZY so I had to put it on paper.

Its too funny in my head haha

[steddieunderdogfics]

NEW PARTICIPANT CHALLENGE

I've been thinking of ways to get everyone engaged with this space lately and came up with a new challenge!

Unlike Challenge Mondays, this will go all month long and restart monthly. Everyone can participate, but the more you complete certain tasks, the better you'll do!

There are three badges you could earn each month:

Rec Champ

To earn this badge, you must rec 10 stories OFF ANON per month outside of the Challenge Monday, Theme Weekend, and Writer's Wednesday requests. You cannot rec your own *work to be considered for this badge.

Star Supporter

To earn this badge, you must reblog every Writer's Spotlight, Challenge Announcement, Theme Weekend Announcement, and the Month Calendar, as well as at least 10 recs that are not your own *work.

Challenge Rockstar

To earn this badge, you must rec a fic for all of the Challenge Mondays and Theme Weekends, as well as reblogging the announcement posts for each Monday and weekend. In addition to our existing challenges, you must participate in our Reader Reviews -- another new program where we'll ask a question once a week on Fridays about your fic reading!

And one person will receive the ALL STAR BADGE!

This will go to the person who completes all three challenges and recs the most overall.

*You can absolutely still rec your own work overall, but it will not count toward any of the badges!

I'm working on the badges now but if anyone is interested in helping with the badges, please reach out!

This may be the only month we do this, but I figured it could be a fun way to engage with everyone in a new way!! I know some wanted to writing challenges, and while I'm not opposed, I think this may be a better way to engage that fits this space. Open to new ideas and feedback!

Everyone is open to participate, there is no sign ups required. I will be keeping a spreadsheet of all off-anon recs, submissions, and reblogs of the respective posts. If you do not wish to participate but still want to support this space, you can reach out privately through asks or messages and I'll take you off the list!

This challenge officially starts on TODAY and will go until MARCH 28TH.

[anna--studies]

My goals for March

Reach 70 hours on Forest

Finish reviewing organic chemistry and analytical chemistry

Read at least one book not for school purposes

Study maths at least 4 times a week

Maybe start reviewing for Polish exams?

[faithfire-writes]

Writeblr March Challenge

Hello Writeblr!

I'm going to be joining with Moon + Seraph to try and add as many words as possible in my manuscript. Check out the Words into Potions Intro post for more information and to join!

Now, about my project! I'll be continuing work on my epic fantasy, Captive Winter, and here's a little refresher for those of you who are new!

— Title: Captive Winter

— Genre: Fantasy

— Summary: Two families trying to save their people attempt to unite their houses through a royal marriage, but their plans are thrown into disarray when the priest tries to murder the northern princess. In the aftermath, the northern party is split: the princess and her fiance are sent north, to complete the marriage and find safety, while her injured mother is left in the southern capital, to face a world-changing conspiracy as well as the ghosts of her own past. The two acolytes who survived the attack are sent to serve the northern king as reparations for their crimes. Digory finds himself befriended by the ambassador, Nedra, whose mysterious past is only rivaled by the northern king's secret, the thing that caused him to send his twin sister to the south in the first place. Nettie ends up in a northern mining town, conscripted to join the hunstmen, who protect the mining town from threats unknown. As the two find their places in the new world, they uncover an ancient threat, not only to their new home, but to their entire world.

[winter-soldier95]

Here I am, trying to keep up with everything while this man is taking over internet by storm with his gorgeous hair and that... face. ❤️️

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Sebastian Stan in a Zoom call with Don Saladino - March Fitness Challenge.

[justasparkwritings]

March: Too Scared

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Angst, Slice of Life

Rating: PG15

Word Count: 1.6K

Warnings: Swearing

Summary: Hoseok always plans on going on epic adventures with you... and it’s not his fault his fight or flight response happens to lean towards flight, resulting in you being left alone... again and again. 

Written for #thebtswritersclub monthly challenge

           Your red and blue jumpsuit hangs off your frame, a size down and it would be too small, a size up and there’d be too much fabric, a hazard in this environment. Your helmet, in contrast, fits snuggly over your cranium, safety goggles protecting your eyes from the impending devastating winds. At this moment, you’ve completed the preliminary training and are waiting with your fellow divers for your chance in the tube. Earplugs already in, it takes you a minute to register that he’s trying to talk to you. It’s his hand aggressively tapping your shoulder that brings your eyes to his.

           He takes off his helmet, and your stomach drops. Adrenaline left your blood stream as you watched him. His eyes begged of you to take yours off, and you did, if only to hear your disappointment more clearly.

           “I don’t want to do this. I’m too scared,” He informed you.

           “You wanted to do this!” You snapped.

           “I changed my mind!”

           “The deposit is paid, we have to,”

           “It’s too scary, no,”

           “You’re being-

           “Don’t say it,”

           “So difficult, my god!” You stood up from the bench, moving to the back corner of the waiting area and away from the other two people in your group.

           “I’m scared! Aren’t you?” He asked.

           “I wasn’t until you started chickening out.” You said.

           “I’m just, afraid, okay?”

           “Hoseok,” Your voice was a warning, a siren that couldn’t be overwhelmed by the voracious faux winds being created twenty feet from you. “You promised.”

           “Come on, baby, please, let’s just, not and say we did?” He begged.

           “You can wait in the car. I’m still doing it.” You quickly moved out of his reach and sat back down, placing your earplugs back in, and securing your helmet over your head.

           Hoseok, unwilling to sit in the car and not watch you, decided to sit to the side, staring in awe as you “flew” in the indoor skydiving chamber, legs steady against the hurricane like winds, arms spread to steady yourself. You’re a natural.

           The adrenaline returned, blocking all anger you were feeling towards Hoseok. In the moment, what mattered is the slight lock of your legs, the angle of your arms, breathing in rushed moments to ensure you don’t faint in the sky. Who would jump out of a plane when you could do this?

           It was over too soon, leaving you feeling empty and angry again, this time tears welling in your eyes.

           “You were so good!” Hoseok exclaimed.

           “Thanks,” You muttered, busying yourself with taking off your gear and pretending to be interested in the photos that were snapped.

           “How was it? It looked amazing,”

           “It was fine,”

           “Just fine?” Hoseok trailed behind you, one step away from flat tiring your heels, breath threatening to tickle the back of your neck.

           “Yes, fine,” You refused to look at him the entire drive to your apartment, where Hoseok could’ve sworn he was going to stay the night.

           “Why are you so mad at me?” Hoseok asked, this time his breath fanned your face, his arms caged you against the island in your counter. Dominating you, eyes narrowed, voice low, hands steadfast, white knuckling the faux granite.

           “Because you suck,”

           “That’s a terrible reason,” He said, he didn’t roll his eyes, but stared at you, mouth slightly open in surprise. He hadn’t expected you to be indifferent towards him.

           “I’m mad because you always get so close to trying something new and then you just, poof, cancel, leaving me to do it all alone.” You explained.

           “You don’t have to go through with things,” Hoseok told you. He backed away, arms crossing over his chest in defense.

           “Then why make the fuss if you never plan to go through with it?” You asked.

           “I do plan to, I just, get scared.”

           “You abandon me,” You accused. “You give me your word and then at the last possible second, back out.”

           “I, no,” Hoseok shook his head, gone was the domineering, confident, J-Hope-Mic-Drop version of himself. Here stands Hoseok, scared to ride a horse, screams at balloons being popped, cuddle monster, multitudes of a man.

           “Yes, you do,” You repeated.

           “I don’t mean to,”

           “You do everything in RUN BTS! Everything, you eat it all, try it all, there isn’t anything you won’t do when the cameras on you!” You reprimand him.  

           “I have to,” He countered. It was true, a contract was a contract.

           “Is it that you get to do it with them?” You asked. “Is that the difference?”

           “No!”

           “Explain to me how you can be so,” You sighed. “You’re so intentional with everything you do, from music to fashion to writing and dancing… but when it comes to us, to me, you just stomp all over me. Namjoon’s the god of destruction but you, you just break my heart again and again.”

           “Baby-

           “No, Hoseok, no. I’m not your baby,”

           “You’re my girlfriend,” His confusion was written in the slope of his brows.

           “No, I’m not, because you don’t treat me like your girlfriend. You treat me like a toy, like a friend you get to be naked with, but you don’t treat me like I’m your girlfriend. So, I guess, I’m not.”

           “That’s not true,” He tried to argue, to protest, but he can tell, nothing he said that night would make a difference. He hurt you, however unintentional his actions were, he still hurt you.

           “That’s how it feels.” You muttered.

          “It’s not true,”

          “Then why do you just, you leave me. Today it was indoor sky diving, a month ago it was go carts, before that it was swimming with dolphins and taking the pram up to Jesus the Redeemer. You plan these elaborate trips, these excursions and exhibitions and just… leave me to experience it by myself. What’s worse is that you turn around do it with Bangtan! I’m tired of being second best.” You pushed yourself off the counter and begin to walk away from him.

          “What do you, what do you want me to do?” Hoseok asked.

          “I want you to leave and call me when you can treat me like your girlfriend.”

           That was three weeks ago.

          It wasn’t that Hoseok hasn’t called, or texted, or sent flowers and chocolate. He has. His “Good morning, I hope you have a beautiful day” texts continue to arrive around 7AM every day, followed by his mid-morning check in… But his efforts, his I love you’s, his song of the days, all go unanswered. You aren’t so cruel as to You just haven’t responded. You’re hurt, aching, disappointed. Hoseok couldn’t see you, and that was a devastating realization for both of you.

           For Hoseok, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to do all those things with you, or spend that time exploring. It was just, he didn’t know what it was. What stopped him?

           “What are you doing here?” You ask, staring up at Hoseok. He’d knocked on your door, no text or call warning you of his arrival, just showed up. In one hand he held a bag of take out, the other rested against your door frame, leaning.

           “We need to talk,” He says. “Can I come in?”

           “I, yeah,” You step aside to let him in. He kicks off his shoes, Gucci, before slinking off his jacket and face mask.

           “I stopped by your favorite,” Hoseok says, setting the bags on the counter.

           “Did you buy enough for us or all of Bangtan?” You question. Grabbing two plates, you stop to look over what he bought.

           “I got one of our favorites, then I got two new things for us to try,”

           “Why?”

           “Because, our relationship is about growth and moving forward together, and I’ve been asking you to do all that without me,” Hoseok stops fidgeting with the take out containers. “That hasn’t been fair to you, and I’m sorry.”

           “I don’t, I don’t know what to say,”

           “I didn’t realize the position I was putting you in. With Bangtan, we just power through it, do whatever we have to do. I guess, when I was given the chance to back out, I always took it because it was the only time I could,” Hoseok’s gaze finds yours, he’s surprised to see the warmth in your irises. “I’m sorry baby.”

           “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything sooner,” You tell him, “I should’ve, and I could’ve said something instead of letting it bubble and boil,”

           “And burn,” Hoseok steps towards you, his cautious steps moving him incrementally closer. He’s moving far too slow, and you nearly leap at him pulling him against you. A muffled “Oh!” can be heard as your arms hold him tight, the physical contact needed after what felt like years apart.

           “I missed you,” You mumble, cheek pressed against his chest.

           “I missed you too,” Hoseok agrees.

           “I’m sorry I stopped answering you, that was shitty of me,”

           “I accept your apology,” He hums.

           “I accept yours too,” You tell him.

          Hoseok leans down, placing a kiss on your forehead. “Let’s try not to do that ever again, okay?”

          “Deal,” You pull away, eyes staring into his.

          “I love you,” Hoseok tells you.

          “I love you too,”

          “I’ve missed hearing that,” Hoseok says, leaning down to press his lips to yours. Damn if you didn’t miss his lips, on yours, on your neck, nibbling your ear, whispering, praising, licking, kissing… and his hands… touching, caressing, groping, tickling, tracing… He was everything you could dream of.

          “Hobi,” You whisper, lips close to his ear as his trail your neck.

          “Hm?”

          “I’m really hungry,” You inform him. He giggles before leveling his gaze.

          “Ready for this food adventure?” He asks.

          “Yes, but no backing out!”

          “Promise,” Hoseok smiles.

          And this time? He keeps his word.

Next: April’s Monthly Challenge

[beetlegoose01]

would anyone be interested in being apart of a challenge/collection on ao3?

It's a random Scorbus challenge. I give you a random location/dialouge prompt and you have to write around 500-1000ish words about those prompts. I've never done any collections before, so I thought I'd give it a shot. 🤷‍♀️

This will be around March! Already some people on Twitter expressed interest so I figured I'd expand to tumblr as well.