#clean writing prompt

[clean-prompts]

Dialogue Prompt

"Hey, can we talk?"

"That depends. Am I actually going to be able to say anything or is this just an excuse for you to express your emotions and then invalidate everything I have to say?"

"Well... I mean, if what you're saying is invalid--"

#Source: You know those daydreams you end up hurting yourself with? oof yeah this the tea #dialogue prompt #writing #clean writing #clean prompts #clean writing prompt #clean writing prompts #prompt #prompts #writing motivation

[iguessthisisanewobsession]

Tim was four days into a sleep deficit so he felt that to say that this predicament was his fault was a bit of a reach.

For it to be his fault he would have had to cognizant of the last 16 hours.

All he wanted to do was take a power nap in the nearest closest durring the Waynetech gala but nooo Bruce had to be taken hostage by the Joker.

So he did what he thought would work best and shoved uncle Clark into the nearest emergency bat storage and told him to suit up.

Maybe he looked a bit more confused than normal but they didn’t need a reporter they needed Batman!

That being said wasn’t uncle Clark supposed to be off-world?

Oh no.

———————

Jack honestly had no clue what was happening for the last six months so when he was told to be Batman he merely just shrugged as the frankly exhausted teen left him to his own.

With his son turning out to be part ghost to the government hunting down his said son and having to move shop halfway across the continent.

This might as well happen.

Grinning like a kid on Christmas, Jack plopped on the finishing touch.

“Oh Danno is not going to believe this!”

Raising a cloaked arm with a flourish Jack struck a pose.

“Alrighty Jack enough messing around! Time to save the party, Fenton style!

Shifting his feet, Jack took a deep breath before smoothing his face the best he could. After all, couldn’t have a smiling Batman! Before walking out the room and taking running leap through the wall to the streets of Gotham before grappling to the nearest building.

#this is the one time the media suspects that Superman had taken Batman’s place #that night has quite an interesting story #with several highlights like #Jack taking out half a block of electricity with a batarang #jack messing up his grapple twice #several walls suddenly gaining a Fenton sized hole #and Jack unleashing a whole pack of eco-weenies on several thugs #all while the batfam is desperately trying to find Jack and save their dad at the same time #jack actually does save Bruce and bridal carries him throughout Gotham before leaving him on roof of the gala #writing prompt #dp x dc #I kept most of the Fenton family as vague as I could so you guys could make your own conclusions #why was Jack at the gala? Why it was to honor him of course #he has just changed the game for clean energy #and blew the entire secrecy around GIW while he was at it #writing prompts

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #139

Maddie and Bruce were cousins and Bruce told her when she was young that if she were ever in trouble that there was a spot at Wayne Manor for her. No one expected it to happen but it did, thankfully the portal was closed. Their basement flooded and they had no place to go as most of the town turned their backs on the Fentons quite a while ago. They all pack up and temporarily moved into Wayne Manor.

Danny gets enrolled in Gotham Academy and goes along to school with Damian who seemed really annoyed with him and his family. This doesn’t last long however as Damian slowly warms up to him. After a few weeks a rouge attacks the school and the two accidentally discovers each other’s identities. Damian figures Danny would eventually figure the rest of the batfam identities so he kidnaps him and takes him to the batcave. Here you can do anything really, maybe he interrogated him or maybe he gives him some training.

#dp x dc prompt #dp x dc #dc x dp #danny fenton #danny phantom #Maddie and Bruce are cousins #Fenton Works floods and they move into Wayne Manor #writing prompt #Damian and Danny eventually become friends #Rouge attacks school #Jazz found out first though #she was helping Alfred clean and found the secret entrance to the cave #my asks are open #all my prompts are free to use

[chaoswarfare]

dp x dc prompt #67

constantine really should have started using the yearly family reunions to get out of league meetings more often. it’s a little odd watching the people he’d grown apart from wander around talking about the goings-on since they’ve seen each other while he hovers in the corner smoking a cigarette, but beggars can’t be choosers and this definitely beats the alternative.

at least until his estranged stepsister and her husband start raving about their plans to capture and vivisect a ghost, and then start casually chatting about what can’t be anything other that plans to destroy the dimension that holds the fabric of reality together.

maybe he should have just gone to the bloody meeting, because now he’s obligated to either deal with this himself or tell the justice league about it. at least his niece and nephew are willing to help him out.

#dp x dc #danny fenton #danny phantom #crossover #dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #writing prompt #writing #john constantine #john constantine is danny’s uncle #the fenton parents are more than a little unhinged #they’re dabbling in the supernatural that they absolutely don’t understand #john has to clean up a supernatural mess #again

[abhainnwhump]

Cleaning out Whumper's old house, Caretaker isn't expecting much. It's just some dirty books and files. They move a filing cabinet aside and a stack of papers fall off. Caretaker picks them up and accidently reads them. It's information sheets about Whumpees Whumper kidnapped, tortured, and killed over the years. Caretaker is in shock. Then they're knocked out.

The house wasn't abandoned.

#whump #whumpblr #whump writing #whump prompt #whump tropes #creepy whumper #domestic whump #i was helping my dad clean out this house and that inspired this #no dead people but there was a massive thesaurus from 1896 that's worth $200 today

[hsnqnz]

Journal prompts & ideas

Monthly goals

5 (or more) things you’re grateful for today

Wish list

Bucket list

Things you’re currently obsessed with

Moodboards

Recipes

Dream life

List of peoples birthdays

Books to read

Favourite ____ of the month

Goals for the year

Places to travel to

Favourite.. (characters, books, movies, tv shows, food, songs, lyrics, etc)

Written playlist

Write things about your favourite season

Write about yourself

Letter to future self

What’s in my bag

Questions to future self

Goals

Receipt page

Peace givers

Priorities

Something your most proud of

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#wonyoungmotivation #wonyoung #la vie en rose #dream life #self growth #journal #journaling #moodboard #prompt list #self development #pink #pretty #pink princess #pinterest #self care #song jia #writing #collage #light pink #clean girl #cute #angel #love u xoxo #diet #stay hydrated #drink lots of water #clearskin #longlashes #tall #healthyhair

[pure-oddity]

Butcher/slasher ghost au thingy: Part 1

Part.2 Part.3

Ex-military(dishonorable discharge perhaps?) Butcher simon who's this massive 6'4 wall of scarred and tattooed muscle, meeting some 5 foot nothing wimp who looks like a scare short of a heart attack.

Immediately decides yea, that one's mine. They can't figure out how to order meat for gods sake, how are they gonna survive? You look soft and kind - not good for how fucked this world is.

Cue menacing shadow at your back that you think might kill you, meanwhile he's trying to figure out what yall are eating for lunch today.

He just wants a friend!!! He's been trying to embrace the civilian life and let go of the strict structure of power hes grown used to but it's hard. Ppl don't listen so easy like they did when he was a lieutenant. :(

So now he's essentially intimidated his way into you sharing meals with him and he's just so pleased.

Just really gruff and demanding but he swears he's never been so soft, he's practically a teddy bear!!!

But uh oh turns out the guy you convinced yourself wasn't killing people actually was - but the meats still good!! Also not human so don't worry!! Simon gets to hunt down threats to safety as a reward for mainly good behavior.

#simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #writing prompt #hes just gotten so used to guiding and even protecting those under him he doesnt know what to do with himself!!! #just an awkward guy who thought the only way hed leave the military is by a shot to the head #now hes gotta adjust to civy life and actually have a plan for the future like huh??? #sees all these normal people making connections and being happy and thinking man maybe that might be nice #but the man cant just let monsters roam the streets!!! hes dedicated to cleaning this world up even if he cant do it so large scale anymore #simon riley au #ghost mw2 #odd blurbs

[night-wilf]

Writing prompt 73:

Alfred knows his heart is decling by the day as his age catches up to him. Beginning to interview for someone to help him around the home.

He finds applications that everyone likes and has them do a week long trial. Dani promptly finds herself hired after the trial. Not caring for who these people are and just wanting to do a good job.

She recommends her siblings to help with tasks she can't do, Alfred finding them all agreeable and hard workers. Dan, Danny and Jazz all introduced to everyone as a new routine begins.

This is until Vlad turns up for a business meeting and gets the cold shoulder from them all. Later finding out the whole story and astonished to learn Dani and Dan are created by Vlad's actions (past and future).

#danny phantom #dc comics #dc #writers on tumblr #writing #fan fic writing #night wilf prompts #writing prompt #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #dp #dan phantom #dani fenton #dani phantom #danny fenton #jazz fenton #alfred pennyworth #wayne family #alfred needs help cleaning the home

[clean-prompts]

some more angst?? jealousy angst?

I have literally no idea when you sent this ask in, but congratulations. This is the oldest ask I have in my inbox. You’ve done you’re waiting. Here you go, some jealousy angsty prompts! ~~~ 

“Why are you behaving like this?” 

“You don’t get it, do you? Don’t you realize what you are to me? You... are... mine.” ~~~ 

“I don’t get it--why did you encourage them to go ask out their crush if--” 

“Because they’re way happier with them than with me, okay? So drop it already.” ~~~ 

^_^ Cheers!

#dialogue prompt #writing prompt #clean writing prompt #angst prompts

[sysig]

Delusions (Patreon)

"Could I have your hand, sir?" Max didn't move, which Dexter was, sadly, getting used to.

"Sir?" Max jerked, then turned and stared at him, lost and blank. "Your hand, please."

Max's hand lifted shakily, and he laid it gently in Dexter's upturned palm. Dexter gave a quick and quiet "thank you," then turned it over in his own hand, observing him closely.

Too closely - his knuckles were rough and his fingernails were dull and cracked in places. His once-soft, not-a-day-in-his-life-subjected-to-hard-labour hands were now, already, toughened and split and scarred in places, especially the heel of his palm. He turned it over again, this time to stop looking so intensely. He had only wanted to give it a cursory glance to begin with.

"Do you know what I see, sir?" he asked as conversationally as he could manage, running his fingers along Max's abused flesh. He seemed to be at least half paying attention, his eye gazing down between them, and he'd occasionally twitch, encouragingly Dexter thought. He seemed to want to curl around him, then stopped and shook, his hand squeezing into a fist. Dexter coaxed him back out, encouraged him to hold himself lightly.

"What do you see?" He was almost startled by Max actually continuing their conversation, that happened so rarely now, shaking and quiet as it was. He took a deep breath, was he really going to do this?

"I see a hand, with five fingers." Max remained quiet, though his brow curled, and a guarded look came into his eye, though he still wasn't looking at Dexter. He felt a pang of guilt, but he had to try. "What do you see?"

Max's eye unfocused and began to water. He looked up, but not enough to reach Dexter's gaze in return, instead staring through his chest, and he felt just as hollow and empty as he must look to him.

"Do you take me for a fool, DAX?" Quiet and as close to angry as he'd heard since they'd been here.

No, not angry.

Betrayed.

He swallowed down the stinging lump at the back of his throat. He had to put on a brave face, had to keep his composure if he wanted Max to get better. That was the only thing he wanted, more than anything.

"Of course not, sir. Genuinely, what do you see?"

Max pulled his hand away and turned his body, his bandaged side facing Dexter. Shutting him out, pointedly. Dexter's empty hand curled into a fist, he was no better.

"Please, don't..." Max took a shallow, shuddering breath, and several beats before he spoke again, even quieter. "Don't ridicule me." Dexter could hear his breath catch, and he wanted nothing more than for this all to just stop.

"Sir, I didn't-"

"I've had enough of that." He shook his head stiffly, the action strange and wrong, like he had forgotten how. He stilled, his head turned even further away. "More than enough."

#Doodles #SCII #Helix #ZEX #Dexter Favin #And a drabble-fic under the cut #I ended up writing that the night after I read - I was a bit too inspired while busy so it's a little on the unfocused side haha #I would've cleaned it but I worry it wouldn't make it out of that stage! Please enjoy it for now <3 #This set is mostly periphery ideas - inspired by events rather than directly shown ♪ I suppose the first two kinda count tho #But they're more directly of the little scene I wrote ouò Poor ZEX </3 #And Dex! He's usually so capable! But he's stretching himself so thin ahh it's hard to watch in the best way #Of course he doesn't want to give ''Max'' over to just anyone - anyone at all really - both of their trusts have bottomed out #But how much could he reasonably care for him in that state? When he's still being actively haunted and most importantly - Not Max #He needs helps he needs support he needs to sleep and shower but a second with his eyes off Max and - then what? He'll immolate from fear #It's hard to imagine him crying but pushed to this extreme? To the thought of losing Max utterly and completely? Hhhhh #I do also just love him being possessive even outside of how terrible the situation is - he's always had his glimpses but this situation #Brings out the worst in him <3 In terrible ways #Really his method is just setting ''Max'' up nearby and prompting him over the sound of the shower like that's not nerve-wracking at all #Like he already doesn't answer half the time if that #As for the mini fic I was really interested in Dex's line about indulging ''Max's'' delusions #Apart from the fact that they're not delusions - not that anyone believes him outside of the Institute - what it means to indulge is weird #I saw one example of how to handle delusions that stuck with me - how not to deny them outright while also not reinforcing them #Since it's not actually helpful to be told ''That isn't Really happening to you'' when to you - to ZEX - it really is! How invalidating #And so rather to take the approach of ''I don't see/feel/hear what you are - I can't find any evidence of it myself'' and extrapolating #Dex taking the approach of ''What reality are you experiencing right now?'' and trying to build from there! #Unfortunately ZEX has already been treated like....well like all that - he's not in the mood for games even well-intentioned ones #He /knows/ he's in a human body. He can feel that and see that and understands that. It doesn't change who - what he /is/ #The idea of a completely broken ZEX is so sad to me :( He's so strong and prideful and vivacious - Max really is another him </3 #It's not the same but he was saved from death! To fall into torture... But even despite that I want to see him succeed! As much as he can #Even in that small and shaking way I want to see him be hateful and spiteful - angry. Powerful <3 Fighting ♥

[iguessthisisanewobsession]

*Look at that one ghost pregnancy carving meme*

Sure, they're normal pregnancy carving... And then they're weird ones. Like, yes, he can't eat a batarang, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to.

Have a little crack I guess! Also bonus point if it's angst for the others batfam members

Angst, you say?

Jason came out of a daze to the sound of broken glass.

Why was he in Tim’s room? He remembers getting up to look in the kitchen. Nothing was appealing at the moment but he was hungry and Dr. Leslie mentioned he was a little below weight.

He was looking and nothing was appealing but then he felt a pull and-

“Jason, what the fuck.”

Tim looked disheveled, clearly back from his patrol.

Why was he freaking out? Sure, Tim finding him here was strange but-

Jason was suddenly aware of something papery in his mouth.

“Wha-?”

“Jason why?”

Tim looked like he had shot him, and as Jason looked around him he realized that he may as well.

Around him laid a shredded old box.

Tim’s old photo box.

He remembers when he was first reached out to his family again after the mess of reintroduction.

The olive branch Tim held out to him. The night they sat in the lounge as Tim shyly showed him the years of photos. They were up until dawn reminiscing. It was the first time he started to think of the two of them as brothers.

They weren’t all ruined but quite a few had obvious teeth marks and tears.

Shit.

“I-I don’t- fuck! Baby bird I’m so sorry. I don’t even remember..”

Jason raised a frustrated palm to his eyes at tears started to pool.

Fuck, Tim was shutting down.

“It’s- it’s fine, I was in the middle of digitizing the photos anyways. Never know what will happen, you know?”

Jason removed the photo from his mouth and tried to flatten it out what was left. It was one of the one’d around his debut as Robin, sitting on a gargoyle under a moonlit sky.

Jason gently got off his knees with a wobble before he gently took his brother into his arms.

“I-I already got most of them taken care of.. It’s fine.. you didn’t- the baby been doing a lot of strange things to you. You nearly bit a batarang last week- it’s not- something like this was bound to happen and-“

Tim made a keening he folded himself into Jason’s side.

Looking around at the carnage as Jason tried his best to comfort his brother as he wailed.

“This shouldn’t’ve happened. I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me.”

He muttered as he rubbed up and down Tim’s back.

“Okay… Okay.. How about we go downstairs huh? We can go downstairs, and I’ll make us some hot chocolate ‘n’ we can put on one of those shitty b-rated horror movies we love to roast.”

Avoiding what Jason could only assume was a cup of coffee on the floor, he closed the door and gently guided his little brother down the hall.

Tags for hoodlums:

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#Jason after he gets Dick to clean up the mess in Tim’s room has a mental freak out once Tim is settled to sleep #he feels so guilty #he ends up badgering clockwork to help him get copies of all the originals #dp x dc #writing prompt #dc x dp #jason todd #dick grayson #tim drake #mother hood au #you asked for angst #if you hadn’t I would’ve shit posted #me: hmm what would be heart wrenching and hard to replace? #originally I was going to have Jason eat Damian’s art supplies #but then a old john mulaney quote came to me #it’s the one thing you can’t replace #my asks #mpreg

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #142 Part 2

His parents had spent years working on their portal, to the point where they were neglecting their own children. Danny didn’t know any better, neither did Jazz. To them it was just how their family ran and for the most part it worked for them. It allowed Danny to really study space and the Stars. His room was covered with different ship models on the shelves, glow in the dark stars on the ceiling and posters on the walls.

Jazz had similarly explored her own thoughts and topics as she studied Psychology. Her room was more feminine but still had a certain scientific decorum to it.  

He never thought that he’d suddenly be ripped from all the things he loved. But here he was with the trench coat man, instead of taking some biology class or something.

“What happened with the portal?” Danny asked.

The man took a long sigh, “listen… quite a lot of shit went down after your accident.” 

“That tells me nothing,” Danny glared at the man.

“I get your upset kid, but let me at least know your name. Mine's John Constantine,” 

“…Danny,” Danny muttered after a moment. He wasn’t sure he trusted the man but he guessed he had no choice. He was also noticing he felt a bit off, it was the weirdest gut feeling and Danny was having trouble telling exactly what the feeling was. It was like the feeling was telling him to trust John, although at the same time John had this weird feeling about him that had Danny feeling weary. He decided to trust John just a little, hopefully it got him back home, after a moment Danny spoke again, “…Can you at least tell me if the portal worked?”

The room was silent for a moment and then John spoke “Alright, fine, I’ll tell you what happened but some background first, do you know who the ancients are?” 

The name didn’t sound familiar, “Ancients? Like Ancient Aliens or something?” 

“No, no…” John took a swig from a flask in his pocket and then started fiddled with an unlit cigarette he pulled from a different pocket. He then looked Danny up and down, “You don’t know the first thing about the infinite realms do you?”

“The what?” None of this was making any sense and the more Danny talked to this guy the more he was getting a feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach. Something about this conversation felt wrong, like Danny should know all of this already but he just didn’t. 

“Right well… I guess the easiest way to explain this is the portal your parents made was to the infinite realms.” John said, putting the cigarette in his mouth.

“My parents called it the Ghost Zone.” Danny muttered.

John seemed to chuckle at that, “I mean it is mainly inhabited by ghosts, however they aren’t the only ones, far from it in fact. I’m sorry but… I couldn’t allow your parents unlimited access to the realms. I had to disable it and prevent it from being reactivated.”

Danny felt a little disheartened after hearing that, he guessed John was probably right though. He remembered hearing his parents talk about how they’d dissect every ghost they found to study them. The bully’s at his school often bullied Danny over it especially after his dad and mom would continually embarrass him on parent teacher nights and on field trips.

Danny let out a small sigh, “so when can I go home?”

John looked a little surprised, his eyebrow quirked up, “so you're unaware of your situation right now?”

“Situation?” Danny trailed off, he remembered getting shocked and then he remembered waking up here, “where are we?”

John let out another sigh, “shit, well from my research you're supposed to know everything about your powers when you wake up.”

This made no sense to Danny, powers? Danny didn’t have powers, he didn't have the meta-gene.

“Powers? I don’t have the meta-gene. I think you have the wrong person.” Danny stated as he folded his arms in front of himself.

“Then how are you floating?” John asked with a smirk.

Danny looked down and he indeed was floating just an inch off the bed, he wondered when that started but the feeling threw him off a little as he stumbled a little trying to keep himself upright. It didn’t work and he fell back down on the bed with a little thud. He turned to see John watching him with a small hint of amusement in his eyes. 

“What am I?” Danny asked, his voice small and a little panicked.

“You, Danny Fenton, are an Ancient. I know the term makes it seem like you're old but the term is more because your people are ancient in age.” The explanation made no sense to Danny but he could somehow float now. He thought the term ‘Ancient’ was a little much for some floating powers.

#dp x dc prompt #dp x dc #dc x dp #danny fenton #danny phantom #writing prompt #poor danny #Constantine is probably a little OOC #If anyone wants to give me tips on his personality and mannerisms that might help #I’m not ashamed of admitting I’m new to DC Comics #Is the Constantine show any good? #Power creep for Danny #Lol little float now but he’ll be able to do much more in the future #Yes his powers will act up and it will be hilarious #The trade off is I definitely know a lot about DP #John Constantine #I’ve been playing Persona 3 Reload lately #I’ve also been playing Dragon Quest Builders 2 since Akira Toriyama passed #my asks are open #all my prompts are free to use #I promise I’ll clean up the Master Post sometime tonight #Sorry if I rambled a bit I’ll be honest I’ve been a bit stressed lately LMAO

[chaoswarfare]

Writing Prompt! Storm Core Jason!

Jason having a storm core is a fun concept. his emotions being extremely unpredictable and intense since coming back from the dead? sounds a lot like that one episode of danny phantom where he absorbed some powers from the storm ghost. :))

In the late spring in gotham, the storm clouds that covered the city blanketed thicker than the usual. not a hint of sunlight broke through the cloud cover, and the city was engulfed in darkness as though it were the middle of the night. the clouds broke not ten minutes after their formation, and gotham was trapped inside a hurricane, sheets of water beating the concrete until nobody could venture outside if they wanted to. winds were strong enough to fling anything or anyone not nailed down. the storm itself sounded like the screams of the damned.

this was not a natural storm.

even across the country, the pure death magic was strong enough to send any magician or ghost staggering.

and a young king looked up at the sky. he knew what was happening, and he was possibly the only one who could stop it.

#danny fenton #danny phantom #jason todd #dc x dp #crossover #writing prompt #dc universe #writing #red hood #this idea came to me in the middle of cleaning #my house is still only half clean #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dc x dp crossover #ghost king au #jason todd as a halfa au #halfa jason #gotham gets a taste of a good storm

[thetangycheesemanwithaplan]

My walls are made of my heart (would you still break them gently?)

Two separate buildings, connected by a paper thin wall, brings two people together in an unexpected way. Buck and Tommy are complete strangers, but they're about to get to know each other in ways they couldn't even begin to imagine. There may be a wall between them but the walls around their hearts are about to crumble.

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#Leo writes #bucktommyweekend #bucktommy #kinkley #tevan #firecopter #911 abc #911 #This might actually be my favourite thing ever #I'm doing one story and all the clean prompts so this will be updated frequently throughout the weekend but also will continue after as #at least 15 chapters planned #cheesy romcom movie inspiration required a poster to match #so hyped for this #evan buck buckley #tommy kinard #tags and rating will change if they need to #MWAMOMH(wysbtg?)

[sad-leon]

Kinda random, but now in my mind, I think they use Leo as a,”who’s safe and who we should worry about” radar. He gets antsy and tense around people he doesn’t trust/ has a bad feeling about, while the people he trusts he’s able to sleep or just relax around-

Just something I thought about :)

ack im late to this but yeah!!!

when i wrote this i didn't have a solid timeline in mind, but for the 2012 boys, its not been that long since Splinter died, so they still look to Leo when introduced to new things and people for support and direction

and just for leo to be asleep around leon is a sign that leo trusts him to be in the lair

#rise2012crossover #two shades of blue #tsob #rambles #asks #finally cleaning out my inbox laskjfsdf #apologies to all the old ask games and prompts i asked for but i dont think i have to spoons for those :sobs: #but this one alsdkjflasdjf #i think about this comic often even though its finished #i still wanna write a prologue after the leos go to therapy

[starryluvs]

End of a bad week reflection prompts

- What pieces of your old identity do you hold onto that are no longer serving ou arted longer believe in

- Do you get nots of back fortnintorar of faith?

- How do YOU want to live your life? What do YOU want to do? what is taking up most of my headspace at the moment?

- do i struggle to keep my daily routines?

- what am i doing today that gives me pleasure ?

- have i been doing any physical activity lately?

- do i have problems sleeping ?

- have i eaten regularly and healthily, and do i drink enough ?

- am i withdrawing socially?

- do i have uncontrollable emotions ?

- am i losing interest in activities that i enjoy?

xoxo,f

#self care #manifestation #self healing #self love #law of attraction #quotes #self improvement #manifest #clean girl #law of abundance #journal #journal prompts #writing prompt #productivitytips #it girl #self concept #self worth #affirmations #it girl energy #that girl #affirm and persist #manifesting #affirmyourreality #law of assumption #law of manifestation #law of vibration #motivation #positive thinking #self help #health