#48 prompts

[femmefatalevibe]

Femme Fatale Playbook: Questions To Ask When Evaluating Your Relationships

Whether it's a friendship, colleague or professional relationship, romantic/sexual relationship, one with a family member, mentors, or with yourself. Here are some questions to ponder when trying to evaluate someone's true character and intentions. Consider the following if you think someone is trying to deceive, manipulate, love bomb, or blindside you in any way.

Do they live with integrity? Not the "I'll start tomorrow" type of integrity, but do they live in alignment with their general life philosophy, opinions, and values?

Do they take accountability for their actions, behaviors, and mistakes? Listen to whether they acknowledge their role in how a situation played out automatically when recounting a story to you. Even when another person is at fault, do they see the situation objectively? Do they play the blame game to make themselves appear like the innocent victim at all times or try to see how their actions may have consequences for others?

When you share your successes with them, is there immediate action to double down on making you feel good or do they automatically claim your win by telling them how it makes them feel or feel about you?

When you make a mistake or share a failure with them, do they seek to understand/offer support, try to distance themselves from your claim/actions, or provide unsolicited advice?

When offering criticism, do they judge your behaviors, attitude, and actions, or do they immediately start evaluating your character?

Do they engage in conversations to win or understand?

Do they make assumptions about your or your perceptions before hearing what you have to say about a particular situation? Do they ask or assume how you're feeling?

In a conflict, do they initiate a conversation by opening a dialogue or immediately jump to criticize you? Do they speak about an issue with you first directly, or do they try to get others on your side behind your back before confronting you?

Are they loyal to you, or do you believe they can "switch sides" at any time? A friend to all is a friend to none.

Do they seek connection or perceive you as a source of consistent attention? Do they ask you how you are or go on endless monologues about themselves/their struggles? When speaking about yourself to them, do they ask questions and seem curious or act dismissive in an attempt to redirect the conversation back to themselves?

Do they put effort into acknowledging your needs, interests, or preferences? Do they do favors or nice things for you that don't necessarily benefit them or relate to their interests, purely because they know you would enjoy it, without having to ask once they know you well?

Do they respect your boundaries? Do they react with understanding and compassion or rage and condescension if they cross them?

Do you feel supported or like you're nagging when expressing your needs to them? Do they value your input or say they do yet dismiss your needs through their actions?

Do they more often say or show that they're a good person? The more someone needs to validate their character, the less likely they've confronted the truth about themselves.

#personal growth #people pleaser #toxic people #interpersonal relationships #relationships #friendship #family trauma #manipulation #narcissistic behavior #narcissismawareness #religious trauma #self improvement #femme fatale #journal prompts #art of seduction #robert greene #48 laws of power #social skills #dark feminine energy #dark femininity #the feminine urge #high value woman #it girl #high value mindset #female excellence #dream girl #female power #queen energy #people skills #femmefatalevibe

[whump-blog]

Prompt 48

Whumper is in the market for a new pet. There he tries to choose a sturdy one. Working for Whumper requires being able to withstand a lot of hard work, plus, Whumper plans to have fun training a challenging pet, it would be a pity if a bit of fun ended up killing it.

Among all the pets, a tall, strong one stands out immediately catching his eye. This pet, with its clenched jaw and furrowed brow, looks challenging enough to amuse him. So, with that in mind, Whumper approaches and yanks on its hair, expecting a reaction such as defiance, fury or even humiliation, but instead Whumpee leans against his hand, seeking his touch.

Paying closer attention Whumper notices the scars under Whumpee's clothes… it seems that his new pet has already had an owner.

#whump #whump prompt #prompt 48 #whumpee #pet whumpee #touch starved #pet whump #whumper #whumper turned caretaker #whumper to caretaker #maybe #scars #gentle giant

[umprompted]

#48

“So…” A coughed awkwardly, shuffling in place. “Are we… you know?”

“Know what?” B looked up from their work, a slight frown on their face.

A made a few wild gestures. “Are we— are we still on? For—” they made a few more gestures.

“On what?” B blinked. “On drugs? Because I’m not, but you…”

#original prompts #48 #dialogue prompts #otp prompts #creative prompts #dialogue prompt #ask to tag

[f1prompts]

lestappen prompt based on that post about how charles tends to get quite touchy with himself around max. he does it subconsciously, but max notices. and once he starts picking up on it, he can't stop thinking about it. idk where to go with this so i'll leave that to whoever possibly chooses to pick up this prompt.

optional things i think could be fun: dual pov, maybe a/b/o?, smut

dnw: heavy angst

If you’d like to fill this prompt, click here for our Fills FAQ 💖

#Pairing: Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen #Character: Charles Leclerc #Character: Max Verstappen #DW: A/B/O Dynamics #DW: Smut #Type: Prompt #Index: 48 #f1 fanfic #lestappen

[droppingartintotheinfinite]

Cringetober day 2: Self Insert

#i know i’m doing life right bc half the cringetober prompts are things i already draw regularly #art #sketch #digital art #original art #color #oc #sol #cringetober #fav #phase 48

[jonaswpoetry]

Decayed

A whole other life

was being lived out

ten years ago; who

will I be (at nearly

forty) one decade

from now?

@nosebleedclub January Prompts 1. decade

#nosebleedclub #poetry #writing #spilled ink #poetsontumblr #my poetry #decade #prompt #i shall be 30 in 365 days and 48 minutes

[promptsbytaurie]

prompt #48

"Darkness of the mind is the darkness of the soul. Don't let the shadows consume you."

#prompt 48 #writing prompt #dialogue prompt

[lightsonparkave]

HAPPY FOUR-YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO LIGHTS ON PARK AVE! 🎂🎉 In celebration of LoPA’s birthday (August 22, to be exact), all of the prompts from the previous year are up for grabs.

Round 48 will end on August 31, 11:59 PM ET (what time is that for me?).

As always, you’re free to jump in whenever you’d like during the round, a wide variety of work types is accepted, and there are no minimum work requirements. Unfinished works and works for other fandom events are allowed. You can find more information about Lights on Park Ave and the participation guidelines here.

There are 143 prompts in total, which you can see if you click the hyperlinked rounds. Go crazy and have fun! 🎈

ROUND 37: RETURN September heralds a turning of the page, the maturation from adolescence to adulthood. A return to our real life, our former one before we were whisked away and changed by summer.

ROUND 38: FEAR When the hours grow shorter and darker and the chill begins to seep into our homes and our bones, our fears revisit us.

ROUND 39: SEPARATION As winter approaches, we part ways, cutting ties with the past. Some separations are needed, some come unwanted. All leave us changed.

ROUND 40: PROTECTION One of the best gifts you can give someone is ensuring their safety. To love someone is to keep them from harm and make sure that you can protect their freedom to live in happiness and peace and be who they are without fear.

ROUND 41: TURNING POINT It’s a new year, and the arm of the clock at twelve demarcates the countries of the past and future. 

ROUND 42: OBSERVATION When you care about someone, you want to study them and the way they view the world. You hope to be witnessed in return so that you’re understood. Through their attention, your existence is affirmed. You are here. You are alive. You are a part of this world. Someone saw you, knew you, and committed you to memory.

ROUND 43: SACRIFICE Sacrifice demands that you surrender something of equal or greater value. A balanced exchange, supposedly, though it may not seem or even be just. What then do you so desperately desire that you’re willing to pay any price? Who or what are you willing to give up?

ROUND 44: POETRY The fourth poetry round in celebration of National Poetry Month

ROUND 45: SECOND CHANCE What would you do if you had another opportunity to set things right? It’s 2023 and it’s the year Endgame took place so to celebrate that, the theme for Lights on Park Ave Round 45 is second chance.

ROUND 46: LIVING IN THE MOMENT When you’re living in the present, there’s no past, no future. Nothing exists outside of the moment, and set in its amber, you’re eternal. You’ve never been so alive, you’ll never be this alive again, you’re forever alive; that you is gone and unretrievable and immortal all at once.

ROUND 47: CHILL At the height of summer, all you want is to slow down and cool down, to take a break and escape the heat.

#stevetony #steve/tony #superhusbands #stony #stevetony prompts #stony prompts #marvel prompts #lightsonparkave #round 48

[choicesflashfics]

Week 48 Prompts:

“Breathe, I’m right here.”

“I’m already broken. I have nothing else to lose.”

“Does this/that mean what I think it means?”

What Could Have Been Chapter 9: Beginnings and Endings - @liaromancewriter (Open Heart; Ethan Ramsey x F!MC)

#choicesflashfics #choices fanfiction #choices fanfic #choices prompt challenge #choices #playchoices #week 48

[the-music-maniac]

Without the layering of the higher voice over the line "boy let's not talk too much" in Shape of You, the song now sounds like the ultimate bisexual anthem instead of a singer mimicking the girl's dialogue. But y'all ain't ready for that conversation.

#i hope you know this was prompted by listening to a shape of you sanji ai cover at the ill advised time of 3:48 am #shape of you #bisexual anthem???? #perchance #one piece maybe i dunno #look even the rest of it fits “i'm in love with the shape of you” is very ambiguous about what shape that person comes in #what if you love more than one shape of you #i need to sleep #i desperately need to sleep

[romcom1dficfest]

Reminder for the writers;

If you’ve signed up, please remember to reply to my email within the first 48 hours to let me know you've received and confirm your participation! Once you’ve done that, I'll cross off the prompt and your participation in the fest will be official! Thank you!

#if you don't reply within the 48 hours I won't keep saving the prompt #and if someone selects it will be for them #also I'm finally sending the emails! yaaaaay!

[elliemarchetti]

💭 🍰 👩‍🏭 ⏰

💭 What is a headcanon you have about your own work?

I don't know if it's a real headcanon, but in my head Elva (my OC from Beautiful and Dangerous) and Haldir find their way back to each other, but since I'm stuck with what happens after Helm's Deep, for now the ending lives only in my mind.

🍰 Name one of your fave comfort fics (doesn’t have to be your all time fave).

I LOVE The Wildest Winter by @separatist-apologist. I think I already reread it like three times and I have no intention to stop. The only childhood-best-friends to lovers I ever liked and I don't even know how to show the amount of appreciation I have for it

👩‍🏭 If one of your fics was going to get you arrested, which one and why?

Since I generally write for a teen and up audience, I think there's no fic of mine that would get me arrested for its content, but the process of how I got to certain informations could perhaps alert some security agency (I'm a little ashamed of the amount of times I had to look at travel times and the accident/crime rate of certain areas for To Love an Archeron)

⏰ Do you spend more time reading fic, writing fic, or do you do both equally?

It depends on how inspired I am. At the moment I feel like I'm spending more time writing than reading but only because I have

a three chapters Neris fic I want to post for Halloween

at least a couple ideas for Momo's Unofficial Snapetober

a multichapter fic for @emerieweekofficial

a four chapter fic for ACOTAR Secret Santa (double hype for this one because @secret-third-thing will be my beta)

a oneshot for the Comfort Zone Fest

my rewrite of The Deal

AND I'm looking into NaNoWriMo, The Dark Festivus Gift Exchange and @liquidluckdrabblechallenge's Roll The Dice Challenge (here's a link to the interest check if you're a Harry Potter person and would like to do something for it)

#sorry andri if I used your ask as a “coming soon” recap #sometimes i need to remind myself I don't have 48 hours in a day but 24 like everyone else #ask game #oh and my requests are still open so if someone wants something specific hit me up #i want to use my prompt list more but for now I did just one flower for a blackinnon oneshot #kinda spicy #kinda angsty #if you're into it

[bradleybonkbradshaw]

62 or 78 (or BOTH in one????)

Hello again,

So, um, I went with the both in one route and -- well...

Enjoy 😳

Warnings: cockwarming, semi-public sex, cum swallowing

Bob isn't sure how he found himself behind a desk at Top Gun - or, he does but, at the same time - it makes no sense, yet here he is anyway. Pushing paper. He's as good at it as he is at being a WSO, he was always flexible like that, that's for sure. 

Having said that, he's not having the most productive day. He's tired, the gooey, pleasant kind, the kind of tired that comes with being treated right. The muscle - if not bone deep - ache that comes after a night spent with Jake Seresin for the first time in several months

A night that neither of them had wanted to end, apparently. Not today.

Jake is stashed under his desk tucked in the corner that's mostly concealed by a piece of wood across the back that almost reaches the floor and spans half the desk. It's ideal with the way that Bob sits on an angle anyway, his laptop diagonal across the back right hand corner; unless someone goes looking, Jake's not visible. 

Bobs cock has been in Jakes mouth for over an hour under instruction to be good, and he is. He’s being so good. Despite how affected he is, Jake makes a conscious effort not to purposely tease; his tongue moves on instinct to swallow, his breathing is deep and even – forcing himself to stay calm – eyes closed, though Bob can see how active Jake really is under his eyelid. Is it any wonder he starts to get hard? 

After a while it becomes all he can think about, it may seem ridiculous to say he knows how Jake feels but he does, the restraint it takes not to say words that he knows will release Jake from his faux calm state and have Bob coming down his throat in a few minutes – he gets it. 

The harder he gets in Jakes mouth, the more Jake starts to squirm, to lose his façade of calm. He starts making little noises in the back of his throat, every one of them running straight through Bob like a bolt of electricity and only helping to escalate the situation further. 

Bobs hand slides under the desk and into Jakes hair, fingers burying themselves at his crown and tightening. Jakes tongue pushes up in response, sliding along the sensitive skin in his mouth when he pushes it back down again. Bob pushes the pad of his thumb onto the nib of his pen in an effort to ground himself, to not swear aloud – too loud. Another five minutes and Bob really is losing his mind; his hips start to rock of their own accord and the next time he takes a look, Jake’s eyes are open and meeting his gaze head on, if he could smile, he’s sure he would be because he’d known all along it was only a matter of time.

“Touch yourself,” he tells Jake, quiet, demanding, smiling when Jakes eyes slip closed, and his hand moves to the slacks he has on to unbutton them and pull himself out. “Don’t come.”

Jake makes a pathetic noise, squeezes firmly at the base of his own cock, and tightens his lips around Bobs. Bobs head drops back onto the rest of the chair, unable to keep the soft groan in. 

That’s when there’s a knock at the door, two sharp taps, they don’t wait to be told to come in. 

He'd been waiting for this. 

It’s Bradley who walks in, a small smile on his face at first that flits into something else when he takes in Bobs appearance. Because of course Bob is looking a little dishevelled at this point. He’s flushed, his glasses halfway down his nose since he keeps having to push them up against the sheen of sweat making them slide down, his hair has fallen out of place, his top button undone. 

“You’re not getting sick are you, Bobby?” He asks, in place of a greeting, worry immediately taking over as is the norm with him. 

Bob smiles, and shakes his head, despite the way it feels too heavy for his neck. 

“’m fine, promise.” He says, though his voice cracks, and Bradley looks a little more suspicious, but Bob carries on, clearing his throat in an effort to pull himself together.

“How’d it go today?” 

“It’s gonna be a close one this year,” Bradley looks lost in thought, sitting down on the chair on the other side of the desk.

“Yeah? Who’s it gonna be?”

“Can’t call it,” Bradley shakes his head looking down at his knees and shrugs. “When do you get off?”

Bob thinks the clench of Jakes mouth at the question is the same amusement that runs through him and has to hide both the amusement and the arousal by burying his face in his hand to cough. 

“Soon-“ he answers, voice a little rougher than normal, another soft constriction around his cock, “ but you know, I could always get you off right here, right now.”

Bradley takes a sharp, loud intake of breath. 

“Bobby—” 

Bob tucks two fingers under Jakes chin and pulls gently to lift him off, replacing his mouth with his own hand, pushing his head in Bradleys direction. Jake goes, crawling on legs that are probably dead with pins and needles, appearing at Bradleys feet a second later, tugging at the button and zipper on his pants, and with a practiced ease takes his already stirring cock into his mouth. 

“Holy fuck…” Bradley groans, both words vowels elongated, letting his hips slide down the chair some, “how long as he been like this?” He rasps, fingers finding the shorter hair at the back of Jakes neck. 

“Almost two hours, he did so good.” They both watch the way Jake reacts, a shudder down his spine. 

Apparently, he really starts to work Bradley at that point too, the other man checks out, his free hand clutching at the arm rest of the chair, eyes shuttering closed, hips wriggling minutely. 

“God, look at him, anyone would think he hadn���t eaten lunch this afternoon,” 

Bradley lets out a sharp laugh, interrupted by the loud suck that Bob hears. 

“Fuck—” Bradley chokes, “Jake, baby—” he looks over to make eye contact with Bob. 

Bobs eyes are struggling to stay open, the slow twist and pull motion of his hand dragging him closer to the edge, holding on by a thread. 

"Go on, baby, make him come." Bob meant to sound a little more put together, firmer, but watching thebline of Bradleys neck and his chest heave, watching the curve of Jakes back as he rolls his entire body, sinking down on Bradleys cock, pulling back up and rocking his own hips into his hand and repeat, it has Bob sounding breathless and completely ruined. "Give it to him, Bradley, he deserves it." He sighs at Bradley too.

It seems to work, the noise in the room solely the clicks and glugs of Jakes throat, noisy swallowing and breathy moans. 

He gives them a minute, lets Bradley shower Jake with attention and praise,bent awkwardly but uncaring, a mouth on his ear and a hand on his cock, replacing Jakes own. 

Jake mewls, burying his head in Bradleys shoulder, nodding at whatever was just said. It makes Bradley smile. 

Bob pushes his chair away from his desk, waits for Bradley to nod;

"C'm'ere, sweetheart," he croons, even more of a drawl to it. 

Jake turns around and ducks under the desk; he's spacier, messy, his eyes glassy. Though his cock is an angry shade of red, he looks like he might purr. 

Bob swallows down a noise, takes the back of Jakes neck in hand when he's in reaching distance, the other hand thumbing at his chin, a silent plea for him to open up. He rests the tip of his cock on Jakes bottom lip, watches his eyes close and his lips tick up in a small smile, then pulls at his own cock obscenely. 

Even with Bradley and Jake there it's not for show, it's for him; quick and filthy and he's coming in Jakes mouth in seconds, thighs tensing, rocking Jake sightly. 

Jakes mouths closes around the tip as he swallows, Bob gasping as he takes the opportunity to run his tongue over the slit and clean him up, letting go before it gets painful. 

Theres an awed whistle from the other side of the desk.

"Bobby, where do you get these ideas?" Bradley asks. 

Bob hums. 

"This was all Jake."

Send more but i'll keep writing them anyway

#shush chloe #chloe writes smut prompts #floydsinshaw #dont percieve me for the next 48 hours #lmao this was my 500th post #hooraaaay 😭🥴

[snowangeldotmp3]

to the anon who sent the ronance prompt: i am working on it!! promise <3

in the meantime tho, feel free to send some prompts !!

#mostly ronance but can be steddie too!! #fair warning tho i am a bit of a slower writer so it will take a little time!! no longer than 48 hours tho… #writing prompts #think of it as like. hmmmm… a bday celebration kinda thing i guess? #editing this to include: #i will write swan queen and supercorp too!!

[writing-prompts-musically]

Song Prompt #48

I Don't Like You - The Wrecks

Betrayal leaves anger like hot coals in your chest. It's time to do something about it.

#writing inspiration #writing ideas #writing prompt #song prompt 48

[prompt-verse]

It’s Beach episode time! This time with a beach. What does everyone do?

#48 #gloomverse #prompt #promptverse