#promptweek

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[klownbits]

Day 3&4 of SulemioWeek23!!

i kinda like how these turned out.

lyrics are from we're in love by boygenius.

i might skip day 5 since i have no ideas and im kinda behind lol

[loosescrewslefty]

EMERALD TRIO WEEK!

A week of prompts out of love for the relationship between Willow Park, Gus Porter, and Hunter (Insert_Family_Name_Of_Your_Choice_Here)! By popular decision, we decided to do this in a week in May since it felt appropriate for it as Emeralds are the Birthstone of May! A small vote was held to choose some of the many, MANY symbolism that are associated with Emerald to serve as prompts (you can read a little more about that HERE, if you'd like!) Which are as follows;

May 16th: Growth May 17th: Inspiration May 18th: Peace May 19th: Unconditional Love May 20th: Nature May 21st: Wit May 22nd: Royalty/Leadership

SUPER excited to see what everyone makes for this! ^^

[meraki-viajera]

New DinCobb prompt week, info coming later today 

[yuntoku]

🌟YOU ARE MAGIC🌟 This last 2 years are being the worst period of time I’ve went through. I have experienced a lot of death from people I personally knew. One of them being my grandmother, which was like a mother to me and took care of me since I was a baby. I am pathologically negative. I worry about things and worst case scenarios on a daily, and that’s one of the causes of my anxiety. I am hypochondriac so it just adds to the problem. One day I met a person who was my opposite: an annoyingly positive person. She believed in the law of attractions and things I didn’t understand and didn’t care to believe in. A year later and upon meeting her, my mindset shifted a bit, and some months ago I decided that I too wanted to believe in the law of attraction. I think I’m doing good, and that I can achieve anything I want, because I am magic. I am energy. Joining #magicmanifestweek ! This is today’s theme. I think all magic is inside of us, and our mind. #iammagic #characterdesign #mysticalart #digitalart #artist #digital #digitaldrawing #sketch #sketchbook #digitaldoodle #draweveryday #originalcharacter #oc #artistsofinstagram #promptweek #magicalart #mysticalart #illustrationhowl #digitalartwork #digitalillustration #illustragram #illust #illo #illustration #illustration_daily #illustrationartists #moreillustrations #drawingchallenge #artchallenge https://www.instagram.com/p/B1rcHVPILk9/?igshid=bw5oxpc9gw0r

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[fanficsfreeideas]

Hazbin Hotel prompt week/Month calendar: I have left it open for others to add their own prompt weeks to this calendar.

Access Google Calendar with a Google account (for personal use) or Google Workspace account (for business use).

This will make it easier to identify upcoming prompts, helping others to plan accordingly.

[deadlyflan]

STRAWBERRY

@promptweekblog​ 

PROMPT WEEK WORD: Strawberry

TMNT Chain Reaction drabble, set upstairs at the old farmhouse, master bedroom, first week of January. Raphael, Donatello, mutant turtle oc.

April's hunter green Jeep Cherokee had floundered up the long snowy driveway hours ago. It rode low and plowed through the drifts like a TV commercial, carrying all the supplies the family thought they would need and double again that amount of extra stuff that April had chosen. Unpacking it all had taken the better part of an hour and had damn near frozen Raphael's fingers off. Even now, sitting beside Dinah's bed as the fire roared in the hearth, his hands still ached. Couldn't complain, though.

The look on Dinah's face when he put the plate of fruit on her lap would have been worth full-body frostbite. Eyes wide, mouth open around a silent inhalation, her nostrils fluttered as she drew in deep breathes. "Is--you have--that's..." Dinah sniffed again, hard, like she was trying to get the plate closer just by huffing it. "Banana," her voice's soft reverence burned awkwardly in Raphael's stomach. Nobody was that jazzed about bananas, were they? Dinah's vision still sucked, and even as she struggled to get her hands out from under her blankets, she squinted at the plate. "And... banana and. Banana and red."

"Strawberry." Donatello reached across her and took the plate from her lap so it didn't spill. "Have you had strawberries before, Dinah?" Sitting next to her above the blankets, he lifted his knee to free some slack in the top blanket. 

“Nh.” Dinah shoved up the bulky sleeves of Leo’s old hoodie. “No.” All her jostling slipped Mike’s old knit cap down over her eyes and she shoved it out of the way impatiently. Her nose pulled her face and neck towards Donatello, following the plate of fruit. 

Raphael couldn’t help but grin as her neck stretched out long without moving her shoulders. It wasn’t just the shell that made her a turtle! It was stupid to be happy about the way Dinah moved her neck. What kind of dopey horseshit was that? Except, watching a stranger do stuff he’d only ever seen his brothers do? Jeez. Maybe they weren’t freaks. Maybe not so alien. Somebody like them for real? Raph knew he didn’t know her. Not like know her know her. She’d barely been awake 24 hours out of the entire past week! His stupid chest swelled with a riot of feelings anyways. His skin felt see-through and his throat wouldn’t swallow. If he’d had to explain the tide of emotion in his stomach: the profound kinship, the jittery relief, a sensation like the last wisps of adrenaline burning their way into his system when the shakes and exhaustion of a long fight were starting to take hold--if he’d absolutely had to put words to it, gun-to-his-head had to, Raph would say he was feeling, ‘Lots’a stuff.’

He rolled his shoulders back and sat up straighter. He focused on not looking like a choked up moron. There were other turtles. He knew that. There’d been pictures. Seeing one in person was just different. That’s all.