12 Imagine Your OTP prompts

1. I am studying in the library and you’re at the table next to me. The girls at the far side of the room keep glancing at you and giggling. Finally I ask you to shut them up. You look completely surprised and I realize that you have no idea how hot you are and what it does to people and goddamnit you’re making me melt. au

2. I am a huge fan of this one authors book series. Naturally when the movies come out, I’m sitting in the back corner of the theatre on premiere night. Through the movie, I pick out everything they did wrong. At the end of the movie, you turn to me and thank me for realizing how badly they screwed up your masterpiece and I’m all ‘shit you’re him/her’. au

3. I am leaving class when we brush arms and ‘oh shit my sweater is totally stuck to your bag’. You keep walking and the threads start to pull so I basically jump on you to make you stop. Then I’m crying over the fact my new sweater is ruined and you’re too sweet by offering to buy me a new one and taking me to coffee for making me cry. au

4. You wake me up at four AM by knocking on my dorm room door looking for your best friend. Unluckily for us, he’s the next door down. You are super guilty but I tell you not to worry about it since I have a massive test on something I don’t understand tomorrow. Then you tell me you’re majoring in that and I actually pass the test. au

5. I am a photography major and I needed photos for my 'humanity in truth’ album so I take a few of you kissing your baby on the forehead, but the flash goes off and you notice. I immediately apologize and realize it’s your sister and my god you’re even prettier up close. au

6. We bought gifts from the same store for our friends and ended up taking the wrong bag at the bus stop. Now I have your phone and your best friend is sending me on a wild goose chase and then when I get home you’re there with my friend’s gift and I figure out you’re her cousin, that she failed to mention is really attractive. au

7. I am in a bookstore looking for a gift for my friend. You are a staff member in training and are a foot shorter than me. You can’t reach the top shelf to put a new book up there and the whole thing starts to tip. You get covered in books that fell off the shelf and I waste an entire afternoon helping you reorganize because dammit your smile is gorgeous. au

8. You’re humming along to your music at the bus stop and then you start singing. No one tells you you’re singing too loud but they’re all staring at you. So I join in and we sing an epic duet which ends in a mother pushing her stroller away and us bonding over terrible song music tastes. au

9. I’m a TA of your math class even though I’m just a year older. I know you’re really smart and that you keep making up problems to come ask for help with. But you’re adorable when you approach me and can’t stop stuttering so I won’t tell the teacher because I kind of like teaching smart people, even if they already understand, especially you because you have these little dimples in your cheeks. au

10. Your cousin is my roommate and he’s super drunk. You come over because you’re supposed to be going out tonight but then you see that I can’t get him to stop singing My Little Pony and we ditch him there. You invite me along to your reservation and when we get back we see that he wasn’t really drunk at all. au

11. You live next door to me and 'oh god please help me my sink is exploding’. We spend an hour trying to stop the water but end up soaking each other more effectively than stopping the leak. You barely know me and yet you let me crash on your couch because my house is now flooded and I’m wearing your shirt, and goddammit why do you smell good. au

12. You and your friend just broke my satellite disk with a baseball the day before my favourite team plays. So then I demand you let me watch it at your house. To make up for it, you set up your TV with surround sound and make me dinner and popcorn and end up getting just as into the game as me. And then after I replace my satellite, it still becomes a weekly thing. au

100 Kinks (explained)

This is an add on to my list of 100 kink prompts, explaining the ones people might not know. Just message me if there should be others added here, or if you want anything explained.

Dry Humping

This is when two people thrust up against each other, without penetrating each other. They basically just rub their genitals together until they come.


This is also known as a rim job and most associated with men. It involves pleasuring someone by using your tongue to stimulate their anus, outside and inside. (well, as far as the tongue will allow or course)


This is when people like to look at things, maybe the other person pleasuring themselves, or pleasing them, watching themselves in a mirror while they have sex and stuff like that.


This usually involves leather, maybe whips, nipple clamps, buckles, chaining the other up, sexual torture ect. It can be really extreme or quite light. I would recommend watching 30 seconds to mars’ ‘Hurricane’ video for more of an idea.


Easy to guess, quite literally involves putting ones fist into the chosen orifice. It takes a lot of preparation and communication and time to be anywhere near enjoyable.

Sensory deprivation

This is quite literally, to deprive the senses, stopping their hearing, seeing, maybe tasting and smelling, it’s kind of difficult to take away someone’s touch, though I guess if your character had access to the equipment to do an epidural or something, it might be quite kinky for one of them to know that the other is fucking them, but they are unable to feel a thing.

Breath play

Don’t try this at home, at least not by yourself. In terms of masturbation, it involves cutting off your airways (usually through hanging) and masturbating how you would normally. A lemon slice is placed into the mouth because most people are on the verge of losing consciousness by the time they are ready to come, they bit down on the lemon and it sends the senses shooting into overdrive and it’s supposed to be amazing but it Is very easy for obvious accidents to happen here. This is why people who want to do it, tend to do it with someone and they pleasure them while cutting off their airways. It takes a lot of trust.

Hot and cold play

This is done using a cup of hot water and ice cold water. One person performs oral sex on the other, taking a mouthful of one of the cups of water to change the sensations of the pleasure and stuff.

Spider walking

I have not been able to find a lot of information on this and Google searching doesn’t seem to help much either. It works on men better than women apparently, because they are hairier but I guess it would work on both. Person A would make person B lie down and close their eyes for a few minutes with no touch or sound or anything. Then person A would gently touch them all over their body but only touching the hairs, no skin contact. They will become majorly sensitive to the touches and it will drive them insane. Once they reach this point, person A would give them a soft flick on the lips with their tongue and that alone can make them come.

Tantric sex

This one might be better for you to Google because it seems to take a lot of explanation and I’m not that well versed in it but it involves using sexual energy and not putting so much reliance on the orgasm, but on building up a sexual energy together and channelling it to make the intimacy with the partner even stronger. It’s quite a spiritual thing, synchronised breathing, scented oils, kind of similar to yoga and meditation, but for sex and it’s supposed to be really good for your body and mind and soul ect. There really is a lot to it.

Hope everyone is ending their summer with lots of writing and not procrastinating like… er…. some people in this room.

Yes, I am the only person in this room.

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Asti’s Prompts ~ Polite Conversation

Send the phrase to someone to get them to use it in an IC situation!

~  “What I should have said..”

~  “I feel it is a hopeless cause..”

~  “My father used to tell me..”

~  “It was my choice..”

~  “You will be guided..”

~  “Everyone else was laughing..”

~  “Only a few more gold..”

~  “I’ve never enjoyed speaking in public..”

~  “The blissful moments..”

~  “No one hears you..”

~  “As it is written..”

~  “The candles burn low..”

Writing Prompt Provided By writingprompts

A brittle breath of cold pushed its way through the slender trees and into the clearing, meeting and mingling with loitering  wisps of smoke left over from cannons and guns.  Not an hour before, they had been bellowing out their angry shouts of fire and iron.  Some were still warm from their effort.  The bodies of their masters, however, had already gone cold.   

Soft, icy wind hustled along the white smoke that lingered from battle. It mixed with the steam that had risen from the bodies and their pooled blood, and to the young soldiers left standing it seemed as if a million little spirits had abandoned their owners to come out and play with their former enemies on the now-peaceful battleground. 

The clearing wasn’t much of a battlefield.  It wasn’t a battlefield in any way.  The expansive grounds and small woods of an old abandoned manor estate had played host to the bloody scuffle.  The owner had deserted his home at the beginning of the war, in a fever of what could either be nationalism or cowardice or some strangely appropriate mixture of both.  So it was left to stand and wait for its master’s return.   

But instead of being greeted by the homecoming of the owner, it was currently making acquaintances with cold and weary soldiers.  They raided bedrooms for furniture to bust up into kindling and gathered dusty old feather-filled blankets to swathe themselves in.  Others took to the silverware and china cabinets, stuffing their kits with items to hock at the nearest town.  There was nothing malicious in their actions.  Simply put, they were tired and a little angry– at their country, at themselves, but mostly at nothing– and after a day of taking lives, it seemed like the house seemed like the most victimless object to take their frustrations out on. 

So, like young men often do, the soldiers soon grew bored waiting on their relief to arrive and began to idly toss furniture out of windows and drag them out onto the lawn and courtyard.  Perhaps it was out of the monotony or perhaps it was an unconscious sign of rebellion against the opulent wealth that had caused them to go to war in the first place.  Who knows?  And why shouldn’t they be allowed to destroy? It’s what they were taught to do from the moment they adopted the uniform and it seemed to  them that it was the only thing they knew after these long winter months of marching and shooting.

The sobering cold of the weather had caused soldier’s heated stress to cool into utter ridiculousness overnight.  When back-up troops arrived, they were greeted by a scene seemingly peeled from the pages of a funnybook.  Furniture, clothes, paintings, and books were strewn on the lawn as if they had just rained down from the sky.  Two soldiers, draped in heavy furs long out of style sat atop a plush settee that was sprawled on the croquet green.  Another soldier had fashioned himself a perfectly-cocooned sleeping space inside the body of a large wardrobe.  He looked very content with himself, sitting there curled up, smoking a cigarette and reading a stolen copy of The House of Mirth.  A small group of men were taking their morning tea on a bed of fine Persian rugs and feather pillows by the duck-pond.  A small fire built from the splintered remains of a tea-table boiled their tea and one of the men had even managed to produce a small ration of bread to toast for their meal.

As the relief company approached, they waved and called out to their comrades, addressing them as “lords” and “ladies” with mocking courtesy.  As they marched across the grounds to join their fellow soldiers, they began to hear the strains of Gershwin’s Rhapsody In Blue being played somewhere on the piano.  Far across the lawn, sequestered near the edge of the woods was one of the youngest soldiers– a man called Diehl or Dahl or something-and-other– sat in front of a battered upright, his service rifle still strapped to his back.  As he casually plinked out what bars of the composition he could remember, he briefly looked over his shoulder and waved to his approaching company men. Calling Hullo! he slowly melted into a Cole Porter song, the name of which he couldn’t quite remember.  And as he played, he heard the voices of his brethren slink across the grounds and rejoin his clumsy keying, creating a sound more joyful than any of them had heard in a long while.