#writings prompts

[austajunk]

10, 35, 41 Makoyomi?

Yomi can't just rot in prison forever, maybe Makoto will take him in to be an assistant or a maid or something <33

Hahaha, I feel like Yomi could rot in prison forever tbh... but for you, let's maid-ify and pick on Yomi for a bit. <3

Fic beneath the cut.

Triggers: Non-consent, Corruption/Training, Forced Clothes Wearing, Sexual Slavery, Humiliation, and Implied Prostitution

“Man, this is incredible…” One of the Amaterasu Peacekeepers whispered to the other. 

His partner nodded, stunned as he gazed over the turned backside of what was once their Director at Amaterasu Corporation. 

Even without the cover of their masks, the Peacekeepers gawked at Yomi Hellsmile, the ex-Director, on his knees before the CEO, Makoto Kagutsuchi. Makoto had his zipper down and his trousers lowered just enough for Yomi to fit between his thighs, his thin lips wrapped around eight inches of cock. Obediently, he licked up Makoto's length, letting his tongue explore the masked man's cock as it hung in front of his face. Clad in nothing but maid’s blouse, apron, and skirt, the Peacekeepers could see the fabric brushing up his bare backside. 

If they knew what was good for them, the Peacekeepers would avert their eyes before the once powerful fascist of Kanai Ward would whip around and break their necks with his own fingers… but Yomi didn't. He simply continued to service Makoto as though there was no one else in the room. 

Makoto sighed blissfully, letting his head roll back on his luxurious couch. His fingers swept into Yomi’s red bangs, guiding him further down his cock. Yomi grunted, but obliged him. His purple eyes flickered up at his master, a mixture of burning hatred and envy filling his gaze. Makoto felt he could savor that rage until he died, if he was being honest. But nothing was better than knowing it only took around six months to break Yomi into his new way of life. 

With how life persisted in Kanai Ward, the homonculi could surely never die. And so, any citizen, even the likes of Yomi Hellsmile, rotting in jail without repaying his debt to society was a complete waste. There was so much that could be re-learned and trained away. Therefore, Makoto wanted to make a project out of the former terrorizer of Kanai Ward. It was an act of mercy for Yomi… but in actuality, it felt like anything but. 

Makoto had Yomi escorted to his personal penthouse and fitted with a small, electric collar around his neck. Any time the redhead spat at him or tried to go for Makoto’s jugular, an electrical shock flooded his nerves and put him back in his place. It had only taken around five months in all to train him via the collar and now they had moved onto something a bit more optimistic for Yomi's rehabilitation progress. 

Positive reinforcement. 

Along with the maid outfit in the beginning, Makoto provided Yomi with a chastity belt. If anything, he had the most guilt for having to control Yomi’s sexuality, but the ex-director’s troubling history of exploiting others with his needs at Amaterasu had to be curbed. To the masked man's delight, however, Yomi utterly broke because of it. 

“J-Just take it off, goddammit! Take it off!” Yomi would screech at Makoto on nights when he was certain no guards were around to hear him. He would grind against Makoto’s leg and pant hysterically, his eyes swelling with hunger. 

“Now, now… what if I have guests coming over late at night? Just to play cards or because they're lonely?” Makoto feigned a saddened wince at the very thought. Then he brushed a sweaty lock of red hair from Yomi's face. “It would be obscene for my own staff to show off their stiff cocks to them. What if you scare them away?” 

Yomi attempted to bite Makoto's hand only to be met with a surge of electricity flowing through his body until he howled and twitched on the floor. His master would always glance over the punished maid and simply sigh, running another hand down the man's backside. Makoto loved stroking Yomi like a pet. Even if the ex-director was a true monster who once held everything Makoto loved in the palm of his hands, Yomi was still a part of Kanai Ward. He would always love him too… whether or not Yomi would accept that. 

It hurt to punish him like this, but the small hiss of need that would leave Yomi’s dry lips after was well worth it. Somewhere, deep down, Makoto knew the training was getting to him. 

“You won't give up, will you, Yomi?” Makoto whispered to him, removing his mask. He knelt down to Yomi’s body on the floor after a particularly harsh shock. “You've come so very far.” He gave the shell of Yomi’s ear a kind and affectionate lick. The moan Yomi uttered in return was unmistakable. Yomi knew. He knew who he belonged to now. 

And so, when the first pair of guards were allowed back up to Makoto’s penthouse after those six brutal months, Makoto gestured for Yomi to grit his teeth and curtsy to them. The skirt of his maid outfit was lifted, flashing the Peacekeepers a look at his swollen cock. A blue, vibrating ring on slow pulses kept Yomi well hard for guests to gawk at and stroke if they wanted to. He was in their service, after all. 

The Peacekeepers tried to make excuses as to why they would not want to approach their former boss from Hell, but Makoto waved it off and smiled behind his mask. “Nonsense. My maid is trained to serve others. It's the highlight of his day.” 

He swept up behind Yomi and cupped his ass with his hand, giving him an encouraging squeeze. Yomi growled, startling the Peacekeepers. But he shook it off and huffed. The ring around his cock made him agonizingly horny. At this point, he wanted to be touched and fondled so bad. He couldn't even help but to lean back into Makoto's grasp, biting his lip to keep from begging for more. 

“I…” Yomi's throat was so dry. How could he demean himself any further? But it felt so good. The burn of humiliation pulsed through his body, so much so that a line of salty precum dribbled pathetically from his cock. “Yes. I… I am his servant and a..s…servant of Kanai Ward.” 

Makoto watched, impressed and bemused that Yomi had made it this far without retching. “And?” He further prompted Yomi as the two Peacekeepers stared on incredulously. 

“And… I will g-gladly service you…so I am…” Yomi practically choked on those words, but his cock twitched louder to his own senses. “My body is available to service you…” 

Makoto gave Yomi a gentle clap. “Perfect. I couldn't have said it better myself, Yomi.” He looked past Yomi’s burning gaze and circled his maid, giving his needy cock a loving stroke. 

Then, he turned to the awestruck Peacekeepers. “What do you say? I believe when he was Director, Yomi was particularly brutal to his underlings… that was you, am I wrong?”

The two shifted uncomfortably, their gazes locked on Yomi’s exposed, drooling manhood. 

“Well, just as he used you for his own comfort,” said Makoto carelessly, kicking back on his plush couch, “you may also use his body to get off as well.” 

“Uh…” The first Peacekeeper stammered. The bulge in his pants was noticeable, but he made no move to act on it. 

His partner, however, reached for Yomi's chest, slipping his hand beneath the apron until he plucked his pink nipple. Yomi let out a moan in the depths of his throat. Startled, but satisfied, the Peacekeeper immediately pulled his hand back and stifled a snicker. The dishonor made Yomi tense furiously, but the fire only fueled what he truly wanted. 

Makoto merely shook his head. “Well, suit yourselves. But I'll be using my maid the entire meeting if that's alright.” He motioned to Yomi and the redhead sank between his knees on the couch, his lips finding his Master's cock right away. 

“Mhmmm… yes… that's it, Yomi…” Makoto shuddered openly, despite the onlookers watching them. He stroked Yomi's hair lovingly as the lewd slurps sounded from his cock stuffing Yomi's cheeks. 

Yomi's eyes burned hot. Why wasn't he tearing this freak apart? Why did he obediently lift his ass in the air as he took Makoto's cock in his throat and gagged? Why did the humiliation… have to feel so fucking good? So familiar… Like a routine, Yomi couldn't stop himself. His own hands trembled to his shaft, stroking himself off as he bobbed his head up and down Makoto's lap. 

“That's it,” cooed Makoto. His finger traced the bulge in Yomi's cheek. “You're so beautiful when you're docile, Yomi…” 

He let out a pleasured sigh after a moment of his balls slapping across the ex-director’s chin. 

“You're so sweet when you're mine…”

#mdarc #master detective archives: rain code #rain code #makoto kagutsuchi #yomi hellsmile #makoyomi #helltsuchi #thanks for the ask! #nsft prompt #we picking on Yomi today #writings prompts #trust me i'm destroying as much of that wretched twink's pride as i can

[lemony-snickers]

prompts to sweeten your day

a box of chocolates

strawberry seeds

the smell of coffee

simple syrup

baking a pie

silly cookie cutters

decorating a cake

dusted with flour

caramel sauce

homemade

vanilla bean

toasted marshmallows

sweet & sour

a stick of dango

red bean paste

#prompts #writings prompts #prompt list #lemony ficti-grams #lemony snippets #USE THESE PROMPTS IF YOU'RE REQUESTING A GIFT FOR MY 1500 FOLLOWERS CELEBRATION! <3

[foxenpaw]

Despair. A word I never want you to experience. A word with so much meaning it loose any sense describing it when you never encounter anything of the sorts.

"What does it mean? What is the signification of this O so cruel word? " you would say ever so curious and gently.

The world had infinite possibilities, infinite choice to be made and the joy of life is to make those. Yet the realm subsides as time goes by, probability came into consideration, choice began to have the heavy burden of consequences. Fewer choices doesn't mean it's a bad thing, but sometimes it can cause some stress on a person, a tension that becomes heavy with the lesser choices we have and sometimes leads to the feeling of being... trapped.

I'm sure you would remember the time we had a rat problem in our basement and you scream so loud I thought you had hurt yourself, but upon arriving, you pointed at the rat, wriggling so hard to get free, blood seeping from its back as the metal was clearly embedded inside this creature, but we watched as it slowly lost its power to fight, to continue and accepted its faith. There was so many possibilities but the lack of good ones for the little rat became evident and if rats can feel despair, I'm sure this one would have.

It's an overwhelming feeling, a feeling like torture, and you know I would never let anything like that happen to you. A feeling I felt one too many times in my long line of life, something that changed me for the worse. Something that could only transform me into the darkness I've become to survive, to thrive, but this world is only filled with those feeling.

I couldn't protect you for long, a few bad steps in the wrong direction, and you could have known this terrifying word and world.

You asked me to transform you into an eternal being like me for love, but for love, I granted you the peaceful embrace of death, so you will never have to experience I felt when you went cold into my hands.

I will always love you, and like this, you may always be with me.

#vampire #original character #writing #writings prompts

[writingsbynh]

‼️ HELP ‼️

I need writings prompts like the desert needs water, got any for me?

- N

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[writing-prompt-s]

They say you die three times, first when the body dies, second, when your body enters the grave, and third, when your name is spoken for the last time. You were a normal person in life, but hundreds of years later, you still haven't had your "third" death. You decide to find out why.

#writers #writers on tumblr #writing prompts #writeblr #writing inspiration

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

#yeehaw #1k #5k #10k #posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours? #also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that! #unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference #edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense #also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags #1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now #he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic #2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign #like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock #3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing #it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is #extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once #it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life #i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about #Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect #if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it #aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week

[the-overanalyst]

it's always so fascinating and heartbreaking when a character in a story is simultaneously idolized and abused. a chosen prophet destined for martyrdom. a child prodigy forced to grow up too fast. a powerful warrior raised as nothing but a weapon. there's just something so uniquely messed up about singing someone's praises whilst destroying them.

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[bebx]

reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

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[sylvies-kablooie]

i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.

#i often wonder about how many things would be considered classic or high art had they only received the marketing #how many short films that were made for class could have been the most powerful thing you'd ever seen? if you'd seen them? #“you know the greatest films of all time were never made” etc etc #but like. these works of art ARE being made. it's just enjoyed by a smaller audience with equal impact though #i think about this one furry i used to follow on insta who had the coolest worldbuilding ever. it's been years. #thought prompted by that sketch of nimona from ten years ago that was just for a character design #posted to the creator's tumblr and now it's nominated for best animated feature film at the oscars #and by the genuine emotional reaction a fan comic made me feel. how much work had gone into it. how beautiful it was to me. #idk what to tag this but i hope whoever needs to hear it does #writing #writer #fandom #fandom culture #artist

[out-of-jams]

REVERSE TROPE WRITING PROMPTS

Too many beds

Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss

Really nice guy who hates only you

Academic rivals except it’s two teachers who compete to have the best class

Divorce of convenience

Too much communication

True hate’s kiss (only kissing your enemy can break a curse)

Dating your enemy’s sibling

Lovers to enemies

Hate at first sight

Love triangle where the two love interests get together instead

Fake amnesia

Soulmates who are fated to kill each other

Strangers to enemies

Instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that you aren’t actually dating

Too hot to cuddle

Love interest CEO is a himbo/bimbo who runs their company into the ground

Nursing home au

#writing prompt #writing #r prompts #writing tropes #fanfiction #writing ideas #writing inspiration

[who-canceled-roger-rabbit]

Some spins on the "mostly male team with a token woman" trope:

The woman is trans and stayed in her old circle of bros even after transition

The woman is the only one in her circle of "girls" who didn't turn out to be a trans man

#of course even in that case i'd still make plenty of other characters female OUTSIDE the main team #there's a they wolf in my closet #gender #transgender #trans #lgbtq+ #queer #story ideas #writing prompts

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

feeling called out today

credit: _ADWills

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[madame-helen]

#meme #memes #shitpost #shitposting #humor #funny #lol #satire #funny memes #funny humor #funny meme #comedy #writing prompt #writing #lotr #lord of the rings #tolkien #irony #joke #parody #wholesome memes

[write-on-world]

#writers #writers on tumblr #writing #writing prompt #writer #my writing #daily writing prompt #daily writing #writing tool #story #write it

[daily-prompts]

I need everyone’s best character advice. STAT.

#daily writing prompts #fiction #writing #writing practice #writing inspiration #words #character #character arcs

[writing-prompt-s]

You recently moved to the countryside. Your child was playing in the woods, and came back with a large green egg you thought was plastic, so you agreed they could keep it if no one claimed it. Your kid said it was a gift. You thought nothing of it. Then the egg hatched.

#writers #writers on tumblr #writing prompts #writeblr #writing inspiration