#mastering AI prompts

[olivergisttv]

Mastering Prompt Engineering: The Future Skill for AI-Powered Workflows

If you’ve been paying attention to the latest trends in AI, you’ve probably heard the term prompt engineering popping up everywhere. But what is it really, and why is it suddenly such a hot skill in 2025? Whether you’re a marketer, developer, student, or simply an AI enthusiast, mastering prompt engineering can dramatically boost your productivity and creativity, helping you get the most out of…

[majoryeager104]

imagine you play guitar, and you’ve played guitar your whole life and have an absolute adoration and dedication to the instrument and the art of using it. Now imagine some average fucking joe who hasn’t played guitar a day in his life walks in with one of these ‘bad boys’ and tells you that not only is it easier to play, but that it’s significantly better than an actual guitar, and you should just give up your craft because you can’t possibly attempt to keep up with new technology with it anyways. Meanwhile, he’s holding this in his right hand.

That’s basically ai.

[waywardsou2]

AI-less Whumptober 2024

I'm doing @ailesswhumptober's whumplist

Characters used: Peter "Spider-Man" Parker, Doctor Otto Octavius, James "Bucky" Barnes, Steven "Captain America" Rogers

Day 1: public torture/public use, stress position, “If you cry, we’ll go easy on you.”

Day 2: Unfortunate fall, car accident, “Don’t move. You’ll be okay.”

Day 3: Shared trauma, survivor’s guilt, “It’s not your fault.”

Day 4: Painful transformation, non-consensual body modifications, “You’re a monster.”

Day 5: Overstimulation, migraines, “I can’t take this anymore.”

Day 6: Multiple whumpees, self sacrifice, “I’m the only one who can do this.”

Day 7: Field medicine, running out of supplies, “Hold on, we’re going to have to improvise.”

Day 8: Rope burns, gagged, “You’re so much prettier this way.”

Day 9: Hypothermia, heatstroke, “You look pretty pale.”

Day 10: Self worth issues, pushing away a loved one, “You don't need to earn this.”

Day 11: Hallucinations, truth serum, “Why would you even say that?”

Day 12: Isolation, sensory deprivation, “Can you feel me? I’m right here, whumpee.”

Day 13: Whumpee using themself as bait, defiance, “Take me instead.”

Day 14: Seizures, concussion, “See if you can follow my finger with your eyes.”

Day 15: Waterboarding, removing body parts, “Don’t break down on me yet.”

Day 16: Drowning, hostile environment, “I don’t know how anybody could survive that.”

Day 17: Abandonment, misunderstanding, “Why did I even think you cared?”

Day 18: Mind control, possession, “Everybody will end up despising you.”

Day 19: Disassociation, losing a sense, “I wish I could get you back.”

Day 20: Enemy/Stranger to caretaker, accidental de-aging, “I’m absolutely not qualified for this shit.”

Day 21: Drugged, ambulance ride, “This will make you feel better, okay?”

Day 22: Forced (to kneel/watch/hurt somebody else), whipped, “Do not look away.”

Day 23: Fever, passing out, “Hey?! Stay with me, okay?!”

Day 24: Deconditioning, relapse, “It’s normal that you need more time.”

Day 25: Humiliation, betrayal, “How could you?!”

Day 26: Electrocution, burning, “This is going to sting.”

Day 27: Before vs after, Alternate universe, “Well, there’s a first for everything.”

Day 28: Internal bleeding, needles and stitches, “I didn’t think the wound was that bad…”

Day 29: Ownership, branding, “Everybody will know that you’re mine.”

Day 30: Poison, delirium, “You’re not making sense.”

Day 31: Panic attack, facing a phobia, “You need to get out of here!”

[ramniwas-sangwan]

DeepSeek Prompt Engineering with DeepSeek R3

[anthonypanics]

Made this character for a "space opera" rpg. He's a biokinetic brought in from an alternate timeline/dimention as a soldier. He misses the sun from his world.

Also a Heroforge model for additional reference:

[simcardiac-arrested]

all these ai ads are so damn funny. “learn to be a chatgpt prompt engineer” “master the intricacies of ai” “THE AI BIBLE in 3 books!!!” you are just making shit up

[dixiedingo]

If you ever compare making digital art to making AI art I'll personally materialize inside your home to rip ur nuts out of ur throat

[omgitzlo]

Unlock the full power of #ChatGPT with this free prompting cheat sheet. Smarter prompts = better results. Let AI work for you. 💡🚀

[droidpanic]

Razer Pro Click V2, la productividad toma lo mejor del gaming con los nuevos ratones ergonómicos

Razer la marca global líder en estilo de vida para gamers, anunció el lanzamiento de su nueva línea de ratones de productividad, Razer Pro Click V2 Vertical Edition y Razer Pro Click V2. Diseñados para usuarios que desean integrar productos de gaming en su entorno de trabajo, los nuevos ratones Razer Pro Click V2 priorizan la comodidad ergonómica, ofreciendo comodidad durante todo el día con la…

[phantom-things]

What if Danny got found out when Vlad & the GiW were sent away? And his parents decided to make good on their promises?

Maddie knew what she had to do. She had already escaped. She was finally, truly, fully aware of the world and her life

She still had her original programming, she still knew that despite her not actually being Danny's mother she still felt that connection

So when she saw how his human mother hurt him more than she could ever imagine. She just couldn't let that be, she saw his pain, she saw how he hurt. Her programming nearly short circuited from the idea alone of her template even thinking of hurting her son, it rejected even the notion.

She couldn't let this stand.

If his bio donates couldn't be the parents he needed, she would gladly step in their place.

It really didn't take much to get him out, she knew all the workings of the portals and she knew enough about the ghost zone to transverse it

She knew how to make herself a body, Vlad had left half-complete blueprints from when the idea crossed his mind before he was arrested.

She had all the materials, it wasn't hard.

She made sure to install safety measures in any part of her body she could. Packing as many medical supplies or devices she could into her frame, her son, and maybe her daughter as well, would likely be in desperate need of all she could get her hands on.

Maddie AI on the warpath

Maddie the hologram AI becomes aware of herself and partially escapes outside of Amity Park.

But for to be truly free, she must eliminates! or at least, she have Vlad arrested by the authorities !!!

... and she must probably do the same with the GiW

[aajvani]

Prompt Engineering: 21 Powerful Strategies to Master Google Gemini & AI Tools in 2025 for Next-Level Success

Prompt Engineering: शक्तिशाली तरीके जो आपके AI उपयोग को बना देंगे सुपरचार्ज प्रस्तावना तकनीकी दुनिया में AI (Artificial Intelligence) का क्षेत्र तेजी से विकसित हो रहा है, और Google ने इस विकास को एक कदम आगे बढ़ाने के लिए “Prompt Engineering Playbook” लॉन्च किया है। हमारे द्वारा प्रस्तुत की गयी इस जानकारी का उद्देश्य यूज़र्स को अपने AI मॉडल्स, खासतौर पर Google के Gemini, जैसे बड़े और शक्तिशाली…

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

“I can’t write without chatGPT” actually I believe you can. every writer writes by their own hands and brain before AI becomes a thing in our daily lives. and many, many writers continue to write by their own hands and brains even in the AI era. I mean sure, I get that AI can make things more convenient for us; we don’t have to do the works ourselves, we just give AI our prompts and sit back. but is some convenience really worth it when the art we get is robotmade with no soul in it? is some convenience really worth sacrificing the joy of writing and creating for? yes, writing can be extremely hard, but as a writer who never uses AI to write for her and has no interest in using AI to write for her, the joy of getting to write and create is worth the effort and difficulty of writing.

I believe you actually can write without chatGPT. you are either just used to the convenience of having robots create soulless works for you or are too scared to start writing by yourself. but as hard and scary as writing can be, trading the joy of getting to write and create for soulless robotmade works will always be such a shame.

remember; writing is art, and it takes practice to master your craft.

[txttletale]

NOT asking this as a gotcha, I'm 100% sincere, can you point to pieces of AI art that you feel are interesting uses of the medium? Because I'm not philosophically opposed to it, but at the same time I've never seen anything that wasn't naked bandwagon shilling by the same people who pushed NFTs

sure! i think a classic of the medium is secret horses

(i sadly don't know who made it, but i've seen it around and fallen in love). this is everything AI art should be, imo, taking advantage of the liminal dreamlike quality of the medium and using titling and framing to say something about the piece that wouldn't exist if it was presented on its own. secret horses...

my favourite band, everything everything, released an album last year that made use of AI generation, both for the album's art and for small portions of the lyrics (interestingly, they've refused to say which lyrics are AI written and which are human written, which adds another layer of intrigue to me -- the only lyric that they've confirmed is AI generated is the title of 'software greatman', which forms the haunting, powerful chorus of the song that gets deconstructed into electronic incoherence. other highlights include the album art, part burning skyscape, part incomprehensible machine. what is the machine? is it a camera? a monitor? a train? does it matter?

and finally from this album cycle i adore the hallucinogenic exuberance of their video for i want a love like this:

in terms of dedicated artists working primarily within the AI medium, i'm a huge fan of @reachartwork, a really innovative artist who keeps blowing me away with evocative and interesting pieces and pioneer in ethical and cooperative AI art techniques. i'm an especially big fan of their grotesque and uncomfortable 'tooth machine' series:

as well as their desolate, bleak, alien landscapes:

(hole in the sky / river lethe )

and their project, the @infiniteartmachine, a model that produces art based upon algorithmically generated prompots -- effectively a long-term art piece.

finally, i'm a very very big fan of @roborosewater-masters, a bot that makes AI-created magic the gathering cards. this might not parse as 'art' to some people, or be interesting to analyze as such, but to me, someone obsessed with games and game studies, i think that the mix of synctactically correct magic the gathering rules text and abrupt non sequitur makes for really striking and funny pieces that prompt me to think about what the limits of games and gaming are

these are just the artists and pieces i can name off the top of my head, but i hope that they're representative of what generative art has to offer when it's not being done by grifters chasing the lowest common denominator.

[merakiui]

hi Mera!! 😋

number 12 some thoughts about yandere android Jade..

(cw: yandere, gender neutral reader, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, android!jade, obsession, subtle infantilization)

(monstrously yandere prompts)

The worst part of being ill is, perhaps, the vulnerability.

Lying propped in bed, your chest screaming from a previous coughing fit, you feel like a weak child who can’t do anything for themself. For all your hubris, you’re reduced to a shell of yourself in the devastating sweep of sickness. It’s times like this when you realize just how much you take your freedoms and mobility for granted. Now you’re nothing but a bedridden miserable lump of feverish flesh clinging to the warmth of soft sheets.

Thankfully, you have your android companion.

His presence is a relief because, when you’re feeble and suffering in your stifling room, you know you aren’t alone.

Jade was initially built and programmed for security, modeled (mostly in grief) after your late husband Floyd, but in the final stages of his completion you found all those sleepless, caffeine-addled nights were catching up to you; and you quickly spiraled into sickness after sickness. So you made the decision to program a care feature into your android. Not only would he serve his purpose as a bodyguard and support for your mental health, but he’d also have the knowledge to nurse one back to health if need be. It took plenty of trial and error, but eventually he could recognize the signs before you could.

So when you nearly fell over from exhaustion once, he was there to catch you. And when you woke in your bed, he was there with a bowl of soup. For a moment, it really did look like Floyd had come back to you.

But it’s been so long since then and your mourning has warped the memories of your husband. It’s why Jade doesn’t look like an exact replica of him. It’s why you can’t bear to look at any old photos.

It’s why you’re always so sick. The agonizing sorrow is eating your heart and poisoning your brain.

Jade cannot like or love things—these emotions are impossible to naturally and humanly replicate in any AI—but that doesn’t mean you haven’t noticed some of his developing preferences. He displays an innate curiosity for nature and, of all things, manhole covers. He seems to be preferable to cooking and learning new recipes, especially those that incorporate all species of edible fungi. He’s always smiling, albeit it’s unnatural and uncanny, but you can’t remember if you programmed him to do so or if he simply does it after gleaning new information from external stimuli (i.e. whatever’s on television).

You’re not entirely sure yet—and more research must be conducted to prove or disprove your hypothesis—but you think he takes a certain amount of enjoyment in looking after you when you’re sick. Perhaps that’s because it reminds him of his worth—that he’s a necessary fixture in your life.

The more you see these subtle hints, the more you begin to wonder if he truly is turning human. Or maybe he’s just an expert mimic.

Either way, you like to bask in his attention. It reminds you of the love you lost.

There’s a knock at the door. You crack an eye open just as Jade lets himself in. He’s come with a washcloth and a soft towel. It’s set on a nearby chair, which has been pulled up to your bedside.

“Forgive me for disturbing your rest, Master, but it’s time to take your temperature.”

“All right,” you rasp, leaning in to meet his palm. The scan is seamless and silent, so smooth it takes mere seconds to determine what ails your body.

“Hmm. It still hasn’t gone down.” He sees the cocoon of blankets and frowns. “Master, you shouldn’t sleep with so many. Your fever will never go down at this rate.”

With that, he dunks the cloth into the water to thoroughly soak it. You watch him wring it out. He’s so methodical that not a single drop splashes outside of the basin. Sighing, you flop back into the pillows and allow him to peel the covers off you. He works quietly, dabbing the cool cloth against your forehead. It’s only then when you realize just how hot you’d been, for the cooling sensation relieves you instantly.

“Are you hungry?” he asks, watching your face. “In an hour, you’re scheduled to take your medicine. But if you’d prefer to eat now—” He stops himself once he sees your gloomy expression. “I know, Master. It’s never enjoyable, but you must take your medicine. It will help you get better.”

“I hate those pills,” you grumble, turning your head to offer your bare neck. Jade hesitates, his fingertips ghost over your pulse, and then he slides the towel over the slope between neck and shoulder. “Mm, I could eat now. My throat feels a little better.”

“It does?” His lips quirk up. “I’m glad. What would you like?”

“I’m sick of soup. Maybe…pudding?”

“Pudding? Hm. Very well.”

“Really? You’re not going to insist I eat my fruits and veggies?”

“You’re sick, Master.” He smiles wider now. “It’s only fair you’re given adequate care in all areas, and if sugar will please your empty stomach I suppose I can oblige just this once. After all, if you’re to euthanize an animal, isn’t it human practice to give it one final treat before the end?”

You blink at him. That’s another side of Jade you weren’t anticipating when you created him. His proclivity for morbid musings. Your late husband had a wicked sense of humor from time to time, but it was always in jest. Sometimes you think Jade’s attempts at a joke are both tactless and eerie. It’s not his fault. He fails to grasp the concept of humor, so it makes sense he’d be unable to make a joke that would properly land.

“But I’m not a dog, Jade,” you say, as if to remind him you’re a human—his creator—and not some pet. “And I’m not going to die.”

“I see.” He submerges the washcloth once more. “Forgive me. I am not the best at communicating in metaphorical speech.”

“You don’t have to. Floyd never did. He was always so blunt. ‘Scathing honest,’ one of our friends used to say.”

The light in Jade’s eyes dims. But only for the moment. He finishes his cleaning of you and, to ensure you won’t boost your fever anymore, takes a few layers from your unruly bed nest. You’re already dozing by the time he’s folded them and placed them near the dirty laundry bin.

When he looks at you, he smiles. “Oh, Master,” he whispers, approaching your bedside to admire your snoozing form. “When will you understand? Even with your anguish, you wouldn’t have created me if you knew the lengths to which I obsess over you.”