#HOLIDAY PROMPT POST

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Merry Christmas! 🎄✨💙💚

[badlydrawnronpa]

hey how have you been? :)

honestly had a lot of lows between this year and the end of 2022, and my mental health is still a rollercoaster I can't control, but I also played a ton of cool games and had some fun times with friends, so 👍

I missed updating this blog even if im not into Dr as much as I was when I started it, so I'm happy to work on some new asks! I'm gonna use the new asks as warm ups before I ink my comic tmrw :^]

[bluishfrog]

I've returned to request armadillos again 👬(there's no armadillo emoji :()

@ everyone: Send me your favorite animals and I draw them as dnf :D

[sensitiveheartless]

Can I ask for a bit of a mash up challenge if you’re up to it? “Falling asleep on your partner’s shoulder” except it’s a continuation of that time Mori put them in the get-along sweater and he/kouyou come across them asleep on top of each other, still in the sweater 😂

Hehehe :D Thank you anon, this one was lovely to draw!

[blackheart-6]

art dump

[sketchytea]

A drizzling rain falls during Qingming,

Travellers on the road are full of melancholy.

May I ask where the nearest tavern lies?

The cowherd points in the distance to Xinghua Village.

- Qingming, Du Mu (Tang)

celebration - day 2 for @historical-hetalia-week

[abbey-abdominal]

day 7: mistletoe/x-mas party

I may or may not digitalize these later I think it’s really funny if Pomni is the sensible drunk and Ragatha is the bitch that goes into the women’s bathroom and speedruns lesbianism for the next three hours

[ITS DONE? JESTERDOLL WEEK IS DONE? SIKE—EVERY WEEK IS JESTERDOLL WEEK WHEN YOU’RE HYPER FIXATED. GET REAL.]

[sebrrari]

You’re Always There, So Don’t Overthink by Anonymous 😉

Sebastian Vettel/Toto Wolff, Mick Schumacher/Sebastian Vettel, E, 2.9k

“Anything in particular on your mind today, Sebastian?” he asks. With Seb standing in front of him, Toto has to look up to catch Seb’s eyes.

He shakes his head. “Your choice, I think.”

Toto hums and squeezes his hands around Seb’s waist. His voice is husky with possibility. “My choice, hmm?”

Seb nods back and bites his lip.

“Okay, Sebastian. My choice.”

It’s easy for Toto to direct Seb to his knees - but not before he pulls the pillow from behind him on his chair and situates it carefully for Seb to kneel on.

“Such precious cargo you are, we wouldn’t want to risk the damage, would we?”

read on ao3

[burgerpony]

hiiii!!!!!!!!! heres my gift for @cherryghosted for @clownartmonth !! i hope you like it !! :3

[mccutcheon121]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Call of Duty (Video Games) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: John "Soap" MacTavish/Simon "Ghost" Riley Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price (Call of Duty) Additional Tags: Holidays, Christmas, Grinch References, Pre-Relationship, pre Simon "Ghost" Riley/John "Soap" MacTavish, POV Simon "Ghost" Riley, but still, POV Third Person, Feelings Realization, sorta - Freeform, I don't know, Not sure what to tag on this one, I'm Sorry, I'm Bad At Tagging, Game: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II (2022), Year of the OTP Prompt Event 2023 Series: Part 12 of M's 2023 Year of the OTP Event Summary:

Ghost is trying to focus on the words on the page in front of him but keeps getting distracted by the noise that’s coming from the other side of the common room. Soap and Gaz. When is it not the two of them? Ghost wonders. They are decorating a Christmas tree they brought in. Johnny is wearing a ridiculous elf hat headband. No telling where he got it from. Probably one of the other fellow soldiers thinking it’d be funny. Of course, the sergeant is never one to back down from anything.

 Dec Prompt - Holidays Together

@yearoftheotpevent

[whumpshaped]

i realised i never rly said anything abt going on a Real Break lol sorry- but yea im not on tumblr for rn if i dont respond to anything thats why !

[coollyinterferes]

*taps mic; a certain gentleman is standing right beside him*

"Good evenin', everyone!! We're back!! Hope you didn't miss us much!"

"It sure hasn't been that long.... has it....?"

Uhhmmm....

[snowangeldotmp3]

'solitude'

(hi! this is a prompt fill that i'm doing, and i decided to do all three prompts that @fishwear sent, so!! thank u for the prompts btw!)

prompt list here

1. slow dancing x ronance

“How many records do you own, Robin?” Nancy asks, sifting through the crate.

Robin scratches the back of her neck. “Probably too many. I stand by the fact that records are the superior music format.”

Nancy snorts, rolling her eyes. Robin grins.

They’re silent a moment, going through Robin’s collection, before her eyes fall onto a certain record.

She pulls it from the box and looks at Robin skeptically. “Billie Holiday?”

Sitting next to her like this, Nancy can see the pink that blooms through Robin’s cheeks.

It’s pretty.

(She’s pretty. Nancy likes making Robin blush.

You see, Nancy came to the realization not too long ago that she does, in fact, like girls. And, though she’ll never admit it, Robin is the one who made her realize this, even though she’s pretty sure she’s had crushes on girls before Robin.

Oh yeah, and Nancy’s got a big fat crush on Robin.

No big deal.

Except Nancy’s been trying to make a move for weeks. Dropping hints that she knows Robin should’ve picked up. The only conclusion Nancy’s come to is this:

Robin will not make the first move.

So you know, that’s an extra dash of torture to the whole situation.)

“Yeah,” Robin sighs, running a hand through her hair, “one of the best jazz singers like, ever. Seriously. Her music just has so much emotion, like, infused into it.”

Robin’s getting excited, the way she does whenever she talks about, well, anything that she has an interest in. That sparkle in her eye and the curve of her lips and the way she talks with her hands; Nancy can tell she was fully prepared to be ridiculed for it.

“Well,” Nancy says, handing her the record, “put it on. I wanna listen to it.”

“Wait, really?”

Nancy nods, smiling. Robin slips the record out, onto the turntable, and gently drops the needle.

The speakers crackle to life, a soft piano melody bleeding through, the crooning voice of Billie Holiday flooding the surrounding room.

It’s nice.

Nancy has to admit, it’s a really good record, but there’s something… missing about it. They’re both too rigid. Robin’s too nervous that Nancy will make fun of her, which she won’t, but even Nancy feels Robin’s nerves radiating off of her.

(Which… is a little unlike Robin. Usually she’s all snark with infuriating, sly smiles and inside jokes. Nancy’s only seen Robin nervous once, when she thought there was a possibility of rabies from the demo-bats.)

She’s up on her feet, and it’s out of her mouth before it registers. “Sway with me?”

Robin stops. Leg no longer bouncing, cheeks reddening, and wide eyes staring back at Nancy. “Uh… what?”

Nancy’s brain finally catches up with the rest of her. She can feel the heat spreading on her face, blush now matching Robin’s, no doubt. Her mind begins listing every possible reason to back out, to step away from this and pretend like it never happened. To not get too close to her.

Screw that.

Ignoring her brain’s warnings, Nancy holds out her hand. “You heard me. Come on, it’ll be fun.”

“I can’t dance,” Robin protests.

“I’ll teach you. It’s easier than it looks, promise.” Nancy smiles, wiggling her fingers, trying to persuade Robin.

Robin sighs dramatically, letting her head hang. “Fine, but let me put on a different one.”

“You have multiple Billie Holiday records?”

Robin shrugs, “I like jazz.”

Because of course she does.

Nancy grabs Robin’s hand, intertwining their fingers, and pulls her close as the opening bars of ‘Solitude’ fill the room.

Robin’s cheeks burn a deeper shade of red, and this close, Nancy can count her freckles, creating mini-constellations out of them.

Robin sways rigidly, no rhythm and almost robotic motions, and Nancy knows it’s because she’s doing everything she can to not make Nancy uncomfortable.

Nancy pulls her impossibly closer, bodies flush against one another. “Is this okay?”

Robin jerks a nod.

Nancy leans her head against Robin’s chest. “Still okay?”

“Yeah,” Robin breathes, like she’d forgotten to breathe until Nancy asked. Nancy finds the rhythm again, swaying comfortably, listening to the jack rabbiting of Robin’s heart.

(Nancy silently thanks whatever higher power out there that Robin can’t hear her own heart hammering against her rib cage.)

After another song or two, Robin relaxes a bit, finding the rhythm and swaying along, no longer stiff and robotic. Nancy closes her eyes, the swaying almost hypnotic, lulling her into a strange sense of calm that she’s not felt in… well, she’s not sure if she’s ever felt like this.

Nancy doesn’t know the song, but Robin hums along freely now. She can feel the vibrations against Robin's chest, her heart still a bit fast, but not as erratic as it was two songs ago.

It’s odd, she notices, just how well they fit together.

(Nancy doesn’t believe in soulmates, and she knows Robin doesn’t either, but she finds it a little funny that they fit so well together. Like they were made for each other, and perhaps they were. Perhaps they weren’t, but Nancy wants to make it work. Wants to try, at least.)

She pulls away a moment, just to look at Robin.

Robin’s head tilts, and for a moment, it reminds Nancy of a confused puppy. It’s adorable, and a look she’s never really seen on Robin, either.

Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, like she wants to say something. Nancy stares at her lips before meeting Robin’s gaze. Robin swallows thickly. Whatever she had to say disappears, and it's back to Billie Holiday filling the silence between them.

And then,

The music stops.

Nancy reaches up to Robin’s face, tucking a strand of her hair behind her pierced ear, before cradling her jaw. Robin’s eyes search Nancy’s, flickering down to her lips, and back up again.

“Robin,” she murmurs, “can I kiss you?”

[slythindor100]

25 Days of Draco and Harry – Traditional Prompt 1

Welcome to the 16th Annual 25 Days of Draco and Harry Challenge—Traditional Edition for 2023.

It's time again for you all to enjoy a variety of Christmas themed works from a wonderful group of creators across as many platforms as they choose to post to: Tumblr, Live Journal, Dreamwidth, Pillow Fort, and of course AO3.

You can follow the fest right here, using #25 Days 2023, on Discord (Sign Up form) and the AO3 Collection. After December, we will also binge-read a heap of fics, and post the master list.

Each day at midnight by this clock (US-EST) the prompt for the day will be made available by clicking the tile for that day. In following days, the past prompts will stay visible.

For anyone who needs help, an overview of the challenge, information and posting guidelines is available on LiveJournal or Tumblr, or you can reach your mods (sassy_cissa and timothysboxers) on discord or via direct message on Tumblr or Live Journal.

The First prompt is below.

Day One—Shopfronts on a Snowy Street A shop front on a snow-covered street is shown. The building is made from dark brown bricks, and snow has gathered on its front and at the bottom of the large windows on either side of the door. Inside the windows, fairy lights are visible casting a warm glow within the building. The ground outside the show is covered in snow, and there are footprints that indicate recent pedestrian traffic. Three lighted lamp posts are visible on the street, each with garlands of evergreen boughs wound around their poles, and creating a circle over their top. They are white with heavy snow resting upon them.

[outcasting101]

4 Days late but it be a miss if I didn't post this, so.

Happy late Christmas. look like I'd better start drawing for new year.

Happy Holiday!

Like if you get the reference of what these character based off. I wonder if generation theses days know, Nostalgia is weird.

[qilinkisser]

It's that time of year again!