Prompt - Blog Posts

Character B, skittish like a wild animal, attempts to squeeze themself further back into the corner.

“I’m a grown man, I am not gonna use kitty-cat plasters!”

“I’m sorry, what do you mean kind-of stabbed?!”

Character b falls in love with their undercover life. They wish they could live this fictional life forever. But all good things have to come to an untimely end.

Just when they’re finally about to rest, sleep-deprived Character B gets called to duty.

“I’m fine.” Character B insists through ragged breaths, “It doesn’t even hurt.”

In the past, Character B was hurt after revealing something personal about themself. Now, even with close friends, they struggle to share it.

After having a nightmare, Character B wakes up fighting, deaf to the reassurances of Character A.

Character B gets hurt due to their friends negligence.

Only once they take a brief moment to sit down does Character B realise how tired they really are.

“Hey, I’m sorry to bother you, but-uh, I’m at the hospital. Could-could you come get me??”

“Uh,,, I don’t think your ankle is supposed to bend that way,,,”

Character A being the stoic leader, refusing to negotiate with the enemy side. But as soon as Character B is put in danger, A folds.

Character b sustains an injury but tries to ignore it, only to painfully peel back their clothing a couple days later to find a definitely infected wound.

Character b, bloody and disheveled, stumbling into Character As room/house. With a desperate look, b collapses to the floor.

Kidnapping whump can be so good, theres so many options,,,

Do they get drugged and wake up in an unfamiliar place?? Do they get a gun dug into their back and a whispered threat to comply?? Do they get jumped on the street and manhandled into a van??

What about once they’re there?? How do they react?? Are they stoic and unbreakable?? Defiant and quippy?? Or are they terrified, begging to be let go?? Do they cry?? Scream?? Or stay silent no matter what??

And what do their captors want?? Information?? Does b tell?? Or perhaps they want to send a message, to hurt someone close to b. Or maybe its personal, maybe they just want b.

What do they do to b?? Just rough them up a bit?? A couple strong punches or kicks?? Some threats, maybe?? Or do they go further?? Broken fingers, water boarding, whips?? Severed toes, extracted teeth, eye puncture?? Do they condition them or use non con or dehumanize them??

How does it end?? Are they rescued by their team, friends, caretaker or even enemy?? Do they escape on their own or with other victims?? Are they set free, after the captors are done with them?? Does their story end with the sweet release of death?? Or does it never end??

Ahhhhh, kidnapping,,,

((Any feedback is greatly appreciated!))

“Character B, you’re sick! Please just lay down and rest.”

“I’ll rest when I’m dead!”

“And that’s gonna be far sooner than you think if you don’t just lay down!”

Okay but manhandling??

Getting forced roughly to their knees ((perhaps with a gun pointed at their face))

Getting roughed up as a threat ((and their friends/caretaker finding out))

Slammed against a wall

Arms twisted painfully behind their back

A hand harshly covering their mouth

An arm wrapped around their neck, back flush against their captor

Grabbed by the hair

Grabbed around the midsection and lifted as they struggle

Grabbed by their shirt collar and pinned against a wall

Yeah,,, manhandling very good

“I can deal with it myself.”

“But you don’t have to.”

“When was the last time you ate??”

“That’s none of your business.”

“Well I’m making it my business!”

Shouting and protesting, character A is roughly held back as they’re forced to watch character B get hurt

I’m sorry but something about a defiant b being grabbed by the hair and forced to make eye contact is pretty neat

“It’s no big deal.”

“It’s not ‘no big deal’, I found you half-dead on your bathroom floor!”

A and B have an argument that ends on bad terms. But when b gets hurt, he doesn’t know who else to turn to.

Shut up, just shut up.

Burnin’ x Detective!Female!Reader

Summary: Burnin’ had enough of Y/N’s rants and theories and decided to shut her up… Big mistake.

★☽A/N: I used someone’s list of prompts- Here’s the link: https://mhasstuff.tumblr.com/post/627466964077527040/prompt-list

Make sure to give some love to this person! I asked my friends to pick a prompt, along with character and type of reader.

Disclaimer: Y/N’s quirk: Super Deduction. Her quirk is pretty much Ranpo’s ability in Bungo Stray Dogs, I recommend reading his ability before reading!! The quirk allows her to solve any case easily, but evidence is needed because without them, how could she solve it? The quirk’s results would take a long time, depending on the case. Let’s say a murder case, with the right enough of evidence, the quirk can solve it in 10 minutes, if not the right amount then it would take longer. Hero name: The detective hero: Holmes (After Enola Holmes!).

Extra: Burnin’ real name is Moe Kamiji if some of you haven’t known it yet!

Contents: Angst

[SEASON 5 SPOILERS]

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You and Burnin’ are from two different agencies, while you work as a detective and she worked for Endeavour. How did both of you meet? It was when she was assigned to a mission and you were one of the detectives who were on the case, you both focused and teamed up and eventually solved the case. Burnin’ is grateful that she was assigned to the mission, or she wouldn’t have met you!

You’re quite a quiet, serious, and cocky person during your cases, but you love chatting away to your awesome girlfriend about your theories and your favourite cases, along with your current cases. Also ranting about them.

She found it endearing and interesting and was very invested in your cases. Though, she can find it annoying whenever she has a bad day. What if she took it too far and she made a huge mistake?

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[Reader’s POV]

It was one of those days where I had so many cases. Not that I’m complaining!- But- It’s rather tiring but I endured it for years now, I didn’t study in one of the best detective academies for nothing! And even studied at U.A’s management course for 2nd year! I’m definitely not stopping right now!

I woke up bright and early and changed into my detective suit.

Think of a black academia style with a dark brown coat with a mixed of shaded browns suit and you’ll know what it looks like.

I left my room and grabbed my bag containing all of my belongings, my car keys, and my apartment's keys. After leaving my apartment, I locked the door and put my keys in my bag before heading out again.

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When I got there, I dropped my bag in the car and took my phone and car keys with me. I put my phone in my pocket and my car keys in my pouch before zipping it back up as I headed to the scene, where I noticed some pro heroes and some other detectives on the scene.

“Have you found the body?” I asked as I approached one of the detectives. He gave me a bewildered expression as he inspected my appearance "You're the top detective? The best? Really?" "Are you questioning my abilities just because of my gender?" I directly questioned him, which startled him. "U-Uhhh, of course not! It's just that-" He looked at the other detectives who were male  "-You're a girl and most of the investigators are male, makes me unsure of your capabilities," he said.

I nodded, as if agreeing to his statement. “Alright then, we’ll see,” I remarked with a smirk.

Two hours later, I solved it with ease. It was much easier and fun than the last case!

“B-But how?!” The man asked with utter disbelief. “It took me months on this case a-and you just solved it in just 2 hours! You were just assigned to this case?!” He said it with a few stutters, still in a state of denial.

“Let’s say.. I have my ways and abilities, sir.” I wasn’t exactly lying, I mean- My quirk is like a detective’s dream quirk and I was given this gift.

The case was rather simple, and in about two hours, my quirk was able to solve it using the current evidence. It appears that the victim's boyfriend was the culprit, he shot her dead while aiming a direct bullseye towards her heart. Why? Thanks to my clever tricks and light manipulation, the killer ended up confessing that he killed the woman just because she had cheated on him. I mean- can’t you believe that? Just killed her just because she cheated?

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“Bye L/N! Don’t forget to write your report!” A friend detective reminded me while saying goodbye as I got into my car. “Don’t forget to write yours, F/N,” I chuckled softly before driving off.

Just arriving at my girlfriend’s apartment, I parked right in front of her complex building and went up to her home as usual.

“Oh Moe~ I’m home!!” I called out for my girlfriend but there was no response. I called again but had no response again.

Is she still at Endeavour’s agency? She must be, or she would’ve marched right up with me with open arms.

I sighed from utter boredom, I went to my room and dropped them off before lazing on the couch like the couch potato I am. I grabbed the remote to turn on the TV and went ahead to do whatever I wanted on my phone (Pretty much the TV’s purpose was to make the apartment less quiet and less lonely).

Suddenly I heard the door creaking open, I immediately straight sat up to see my beloved girlfriend who just finished work. “Moe!! Welcome back!” I welcomed her with a kind tone, she smiled at me tiredly before yawning loudly with her arms sketched up. I chuckled and walked over to her and hugged her tight which she snuggled into.

I took her hand and dragged her to our room where I had her sit on our bed and I went over and bounced onto the bed and crossed my legs and I looked at her with gleaming eyes, prepared to start my rant.

“N/N… Not now, please,” Burnin’ or should I say Moe, begged with a soft and tired voice but I didn’t bother to listen to her.

“So today I have been working a lot of cases but there was this one I really liked! It was about this one wife, I think her name was Belle or something- She had around 10 husbands! Can you believe that? 10 Husbands!! And she killed them all, my agency managed to catch her latest kill on a guy named Haruki, luckily she’s in jail now. Oh and just today, one of the detectives doubted my abilities, can you believe him??? Such a dick!”

I went on and on and on, I didn’t even notice the tired look on my girlfriend’s face. She was probably having a headache from how loud and fast my voice talked. “Oi Dummy, haha- Please stop, my head is killing me,” she tried asking me to stop but I wasn’t stopping any time soon. “Darling, please stop talking…”

“Shut up, just shut up…” She mumbled but I didn’t listen from the voice of my rants. “Shut up! SHUT UP Y/N!!” She yelled loudly at me with such a harsh voice, I stopped and looked at her with shock in my eyes. “W-Wait- No- Shit– Y/N, love I didn’t mean to yell at you-” She kept on apologising but.. I couldn’t hear her because the sound of ringing in my ears blocked her voice.

I didn’t even realise that I started to tear up, Moe took notice of that and hugged me. I hugged her back so tight with broken sobs. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to yell at you,” Moe softly comforted me as I continued to break into sobs. I managed to mutter the words “I’m sorry” and “I should’ve listened to you,” thankfully she got the message and she rest assured me that it was ok.

I finally got my sobs and tears to stop, I looked up at my girlfriend with puffy eyes. She chuckled and wiped off the leftover tears with her thumb, “darling, please understand that I can’t always hear your rants, especially whenever I get really tired from work,” she softly explained to me while I listened and obeyed. “Thank you Y/N,” she softly smiled at me and held me close to her chest and let us fall to the bed with the bed blankets covering our bodies. Keeping each other warm by our body heat and the blanket.

“Good night, Y/N.”

“Good night, Moe.”

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Guys. Someone write/draw this with short-sighted Azirphale and our lovely dress wearing Crowley.

Or I may have to do it.

Picture this; #244

One poor unfortunate Bi is having their heart made a mess by a beautiful gent and a handsome lady and are not sure how to handle it.

However, in this case, said man and woman are actually both the same gender fluid person. Who is starting to think the other may need glasses.

Bored Artists?

Here's an idea:

Get a friend who also loves art and a sketchbook, notepad, portfolio, folder, USB (for digital artists, anything that you can store art in.

Then, create prompts passing this item back and forth.

Person A says a prompt, both persons draw it in the notebook/item/etc. both of you draw the prompt and, when you're both done, reveal you're drawings to one another, see what you did differently. Then repeat with Person B's prompt.

You can even do it online via social media.

The point is, it keeps you drawing and makes you try new things. If it's not perfect than oh well, only your friend will see it unless you show someone else. You can cretic each other's art too, help each other grow as artists.

Me and my friend have been doing it for about a month now and he's been doing it with his mom for years.

Here's the prompts we've used so far;

•Butterfly Man

•Dead Leather

•redisign one of each other's OCs

•Draw in your favorite artists style

•Robot Lord

•Zero Gravity

If you use one of ours feel free to let me see, I wanna know what you come up with. Actually, post any you want, I wanna see them all.

(And I may steal a prompt or two if I like them)

they got bored and followed him to moogle walmart

based on a prompt website

"When you fight you are like the light.

You shine so bright that we can't do anything but look.

And we see how you're born, and we see how you grow, and we see how you die.

But we fight like the shadows.

You never pay us attention even when you know we are there.

We never seem to have won nor do we seem to be defeated. We never seem to have gain nor lose anything.

And so you don't look at us, and so you forget about us.

And it is only in your final moments, when you see how we remain the same while you are dying that you realise. We've won, we've survived, we are the last ones standing."

"I am the world's worst man. I have killed, kidnapped and tortured millions only for money and power. I have looked to the world's misery in the face and I have taken all that they had left and yet here you are with a smile in your face and your eyes, calling me kind, polite, sweet and noble, showing me love even when I don't deserve it. Do you know how much pain it causes me? That you love me even when there are a hundred reasons of why you shouldn't, that you kiss me and smile to me even when I don't deserve it. Do you know how much it makes me want to love you back?"

Part of a story that I will never write ;-;