Trash Heap Prompts

Writing prompts for practice! Feel free to send in asks with ideas! Blog contains NSFW

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Kintaro has never looked happier. His face is practically taken up by his wide smile as skips ahead, holding a tray of takoyaki in his left hand and a swirled cotton candy in his right. 

"Nee-chan, you're the best!" he shouts over his shoulder as he gobbles down half of his cotton candy in one bite. "Today's been lots and lots and lots of fun!"

"Hehe, I'm glad," she says with a laugh. It was a good idea to take him to carnival - she wasn't sure if she could bear to see him so glum and forlorn for much longer. As long as his smile is back, she's happy.

They pass by a stand hosting some kind of target hitting game. Kids are already there with wooden paddles, trying to hit a ball into the targets displayed behind the counter. Kintaro gobbles down the rest of his takoyaki.

"I wanna play!" He gives her a grin and a thumbs up. "I'm gonna win the biggest prize just for you!"

"E-eh? Me?"

He was already in front of the stand, and didn't hear her. "Excuse me!" Kintaro calls to the host. "I wanna get the biggest prize!"

The host hands him a ball and a paddle. "Here ya go, then. You gotta hit the middle target perfectly if you wanna get the big plush, got it? Good lu--"

Blam!

The tiny bullseye sitting in the middle of the other targets is now a perfect, smoking circular hole. Kintaro whoops with delight, leaps up and plucks the fat stuffed dragon hanging just above the host, who is standing frozen and agape. The red-headed rookie runs back, holding the prize above his head.

"This is for you, Nee-chan, hehehe!"

"K-Kin-chan..." Gently, she takes the squishy dragon doll from him, surprised at his generosity. She becomes even more shocked when he hugs her from the side.

"You're the best nee-chan ever," he says happily. "Thanks for taking me out today. I'm feeling better now."

It takes a lot to not start crying in front of the kid, but she's genuinely touched. "Well, next time you feel down, you know who to talk to, yes?" she laughs, trying to sound light-hearted. Kintaro beams at her, and she was relieved that the good ol' Kintaro she knew was back.

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The sound of a camera shutter forces Kenya's eyes open, and he finds himself face to face with Zaizen's cell phone. There's a moment of pause as Kenya is at a loss for words, staring at Zaizen, who's still straddling him.

"Senpai's face is pretty cute when you're cumming," he grins, flipping the phone around to show him.

"Give me that," Kenya says, flustered, reaching for the phone, but Zaizen holds it out of reach.

"Thanks for my new phone background, Senpai."

"Y-you!"

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Yukimura sighs as Sanada’s lips roam from his mouth to the base of his neck. The way his rough, calloused hands wander restlessly underneath of his shirt to his chest tells the tennis captain that Sanada seems to want more than a regular makeout session.

"Aren’t you being affectionate today…" Yukimura murmurs.

Sanada stops suckling Yukimura's collarbone for a moment. “I really need you right now,” he growls in a low voice.

Yukimura smiles. “We have time.”

The words are barely out of his mouth when Sanada immediately begins tearing his clothes off.

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Before the tears have even started to fall from your eyes, Sanada is already taking you into his arms. There's no sign of awkwardness in his movements, no hesitancy at the gesture of affection as he holds you tightly. "It's okay." He rocks you and lets you cry into his chest. "It's okay. I'm right here. It's gonna be okay." Safely wrapped in his warm embrace, you let yourself cling him as he whispers comfortingly, "I'm right here for you. I'll never leave. I promise." He still holds you long after you've stopped crying, but you like it that way.

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While neither Noel nor Lucina knew what to make of this chance meeting, they were both aware that perhaps it was fated to be — two young warriors from a ruined future, who bet everything on going back in time to prevent the world’s destruction; two warriors from entirely different universes, with the same past, the same kind of determination to save their world at all costs.

The two had sat in the woods and talked, learning more about each other, and realizing they were hearing a reflection of their own story, their own fears and sadnesses. After the conversation petered out into a somber silence, Lucina began to speak again, but her voice was more quiet this time.

"Noel," she said tightly. "I’m sorry."

"Huh? What for?"

She hugged her knees tightly. “I… I always had this thought that I had the most unimaginable burden. That there was no one who could understand the desperate times that me and my comrades had to go through. But at least I had friends with me, to encourage me along the hard journey. Yet Noel, you were all alone. I feel terrible for being so self-piteous before now.”

To her surprise, Noel was laughing softly. “You sound just like Serah,” he said with a sad smile. Was that just her imagination, or did his voice waver a little? He continued, “She was always worried about being too selfish, and always put everyone before herself.”

Noel let out a breathy sigh and ran a hand through his hair. “Let me tell you this. Whatever pain you felt, well, it’s your pain. Whether someone had it worse than you or not doesn’t matter, because it still hurt anyway, right?”

When Lucina looked away, Noel couldn’t help but give her a good-natured pat on the head. She turned to him in surprise at the sudden contact. “Wh-what was that for?” she asked.

"Oh, uh… I wasn’t sure what else to do to make you feel better." The hunter scratched his head sheepishly. Lucina couldn’t help but giggle at his sudden awkwardness, especially after how sure and serious he sounded just moments before.

"Thank you, Noel. I’m glad I got to meet you."

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Um... I'll put this under a read more.. I'm sorry I have very little NSFW experience, but this blog is to practice, so... >//n//<) Wrote this really quick before work lol I'll proofread later

Shiraishi and Kenya read at own risk lol

Shiraishi's gentle kisses travel lower along Kenya's naked body, down his neck, past his chest, along his stomach... His hands grip the bed sheets and he moans involuntarily as Shiraishi slowly moves his tongue along his length before lightly sucking the tip.

"Shiraishi..." Kenya is surprised to hear how his own voice sounds in the heat of the moment, but he can't stop himself, especially when Shiraishi begins to tease the tip with his tongue.

"S-stop..." His toes curl and he hands grasp tighter. "A-ah, stop licking.... that spot..." He can feel a familiar pressure building in his lower stomach and soon it's over.

"You came so quickly this time," Shiraishi chuckles, licking his lips. "You really are the Speed Star."

Kenya can feel his face flush an even brighter shade of red than it already was. "W-well, who told you to keep licking the same spot?!"

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Every night I will have the same dream over and over again. 

"Haise...you need me." whispers a gentle voice that is also full of murderous intent. I find myself lying on a black floor surrounded by darkness. Sounds of an approaching shadow rings through the empty room.

"I need you." The voice whispers again, this time closer. I quickly picked my body off the ground and started to slowly walk away.

"You cannot escape the darkness." I can hear a smirk follow this whisper. Snaps and pops from cracked knuckles can be heard from a distance as well. 

Now, I quickly pick up my pace and start to sprint as fast as I can. However, I feel something cold wrap around my body. Suddenly, I felt a tug and my body flew backwards until it was stopped by something hard.

"You must not run from me." This time this whispering voice was directly above me. As I look up a sinister smile glows against a black background.

"You...ARE MINE." The gentle whispers quickly turns into a murderous yell and I was yanked up onto my feet. I try to struggle unfortunately to find that my hands were handcuffed by something slimy.

A Cold hand started to reach under my shirt and slowly made their way up to my nipples. I light moan escapes my mouth. This continues for what seems like an eternity until another hand slips down my pants.

This is where I start to pant and moan against my will. All the strength escapes me as I slowly fall to the ground. Light laughter is then heard behind me as I slowly black out.

"That's right. You cannot resist, as you are me."

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((Based on an RP with Dango that we've been doing on FB chat... hahahaha.... So there are two OCs in there... Long story.))

"So, let me get this straight," Ai says. "You want me to help you with watching a documentary?"

Kenya nods. "It's so slow and boring I can't get through it at all, and I need to watch it for class. I end up spinning my pencil and next thing you know I'm not paying attention."

"If that's the case," Ai states in a manner-of-fact tone of voice as if she's saying the obvious. "Then we should tie up your hands so you CAN'T spin your pencil."

Soon enough they have the Speed Star tied to a chair, hands behind him. Kenya mentions that he also taps his feet, which can be distracting, so they tie his legs too. Just as Ai is readjusting the ropes, the door opens.

"Hey, Ai-chan, I---" Yano is cut off when Shiraishi dives forward and quickly covers her eyes and pulls her from the room.

"Sorry to disturb you," he says, bowing his head and shutting the door.

It takes a moment for Kenya and Ai to realize what's wrong.

"H-hold on!"

"It's not what it looks like!"

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He can already tell, from the way she awkwardly removes her shoes with one hand and is a few beats late in saying her usual “I’m home!”, that it’s been one of the tougher days at work today. He removes his headphones and shifts himself to face her better as he sits crosslegged on the floor, laptop on the low table in front of him.

"Are you okay?" is the first thing he asks when she comes toward him. Ayano gives a start in surprise, which she tries very hard to mask as a regular shiver.

"Ehh? O-of course I am, what makes you ask that?"

"You keep pulling your scarf up over your mouth."

Her hand immediately shoots away from the bright red scarf wrapped around her neck. “Sh-Shintaro…”

Her boyfriend let out a sigh and pushes himself away from the laptop. “You always do that when you’re stressed out…” Reaching up, he gently takes her hand and pulls her down to the floor. She doesn’t resist when he pulls her to sit between his legs, her back nestled warmly against his chest. It’s a comforting position, one that Ayano feels secure in. She smiles softly at the gentle arms wrapping around her waist.

"You’re in luck," Shintaro murmurs into her ear. He reaches around her to grab the headphones on the table and hands them to her. "I just finished arranging that tune you told me to use. Could you listen to it and tell me what you think?"

With a nod, Ayano slips the headphones on and taps the spacebar to play the song. It’s a mellow tune, but the emotion in it is strong. Being wrapped in the simple comforts of love and music is enough for the knot of stress in her stomach to unravel and melt away.

Once the song had ended, Shintaro asks, “So what do you think?”

Ayano leans against him and smiles. “I love you, Shintaro.”

"E-Eh? Th-That doesn’t answer my question…"

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As he kisses you, you can feel his hands roaming everywhere--along your inner thighs, up your shirt... "Kenyan, wait," you manage to gasp, but he ignores you and begins to quickly unbutton your top. "H-hey, I said wait..." He pulls off your shirt and starts to work off your bra. "I said WAIT!"

The blow to his chin has left him momentarily reeling and he sits back, blinking in stunned confusion before he realizes what happened. "Hey, what the hell? Why did you hit me?"

You take a moment to catch your breath, holding your unclasped bra in place. "That's now how I want to do it today," you say, taking his hand in yours. "I want to take it slow."

You have never seen Kenya's face look so terrified.

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Something tells you that Fuji is in a really great mood, even though he's usually smiling. You ask him if something good happened to him and that's why he's so happy. When he says yes, you ask him what and without missing a beat he answers, "I got to walk home with you."

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(written for a friend who may join this blog later~)

You're really glad Eiji came to visit you at the pet store (It's always great to have company at work!), and seeing him having so much fun looking around at all the different pets makes you want to giggle. Later, when you ask, "Which one do you think is the cutest?" he pretends to think and answers, "Hm... ______-chan is definitely the cutest!"

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"Merry Christmas, Eiji," she says and hands him a gift bag with a pair of winter gloves inside. "Because you always forget your gloves!" He thanks her but to her surprise, he puts the gloves back into the bag. She asks what's wrong and he takes her hand in his and winks.

"I always lied about forgetting my gloves, nya~"

When she realizes what he means she hides her blushing face in her scarf.

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There's a cold breeze, and she can see Shiraishi shiver as it tickles his bare neck, so she reaches into her bag to pull out the scarf she knit for his Christmas present and throws it onto him.

"Merry Christmas! I managed to finish this in time to give it to you."

He looks surprised for a moment before he thanks her and wraps part of the scarf around her neck and pulls her to him so that they're both wearing it. She protests that he's too close but he disagrees: "You have to be this close for me to kiss you." Before she can say anything else he gently presses his lips against hers.

"Merry Christmas, _____-chan," he says softly, gazing into her eyes.

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Can Dango write a prompt where Shishido is walking his dog, when suddenly....!!!

Shishido hadn’t anticipated any rain that morning - then again, now was the season of rising from bed earlier than the sun, so early morning darkness was to be expected as he went on his daily run with his dog pattering alongside of him. The first raindrop hit pretty hard, and before he knew it there was a sheet of water covering his field of vision. Cursing, he stumbled towards the nearest shop front to take shelter beneath the roof.

"Shit, this is super lame…" He was already soaked to the bone, but he was more concerned about his precious pet. He knelt down by the golden retriever and patted it. "You okay there pal? The rain soaked you pretty quickly, huh?"

His dog didn’t seem to mind. As if to show this, it gave itself a brisk shake, giving Shishido a face full of dog-water. He sputtered, “G-gah! Hey, what was that for???”

"Woof!"

Shishido’s cell phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket. He took it out, wondering who on earth would want to text him this morning. “Hm…? From Choutaro? What does that guy want?”

"Shishido-san," it read. "I know you go jogging every morning at around this time. It’s pouring rain outside right now, so make sure you wear something waterproof so you don’t get sick."

"Pft, that Choutaro…" He shook his head and put the phone away. "Is he my mother or something? What a worrywart." 

He looked down at his dog, who was looking up at him with wide shining eyes. Shishido shrugged. “What? I’m just stating the truth.”

"Arf! Arf!"

He had to admit, he was pretty touched by his kouhai’s friendly reminder. But he’d never admit it out loud. Not even to his dog.

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"Heeeeh? Something smells sweet."

Marui pokes his head into the kitchen and is greeted by a freshly baked cake cooling on a rack, and her wearing an apron, a canister of frosting in her hand.

"Ah, Bunta. I'm baking a cake for Kuwahara-san since he was so gracious to let us stay the weekend."

"For Jackal? Hm...." He pouts as he wraps his arms around her waist.

"What's wrong?"

His chin rests on her shoulder. "No one would like the idea of his scantily clad girlfriend making something for another guy."

"How is a t-shirt and shorts scantily clad?"

"There's nothing underneath." As if to prove his point, his hands slide up her shirt, and she gasps.

"B-Bunta! What if Kuwahara-san comes back?"

"It's alright," he murmurs into her neck as he undoes her apron. "He won't be back for a while. Hm? Maybe we should keep the apron on, actually."

"Bunta!"

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When Kuwahara returns home, his "Tadaima!" is left unanswered. He follows a sweet scent into the kitchen and is greeted by a cake left on the counter.

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For Dango~ In the situation where you're a cashier supervisor~ Eh? Did you trade jobs with me? Haha! You grasp the can of tuna in your hand, gazing at the shelf. You know it goes somewhere here, but where exactly? There are plenty of other cans, but none are the brand you're looking for... Just where does this go???

Suddenly the work phone in your pocket rings. You pull it out and look at the screen which reads "CHECKOUT 3". Shiraishi's till? He's watching you and holding the phone to his ear. It's a quiet night, so he doesn't have any customers in his lineup.

"Yes?" you ask tentatively.

"Bottom shelf, to your left."

You turn, and sure enough, the space where your can of tuna was supposed to go is there. As you put the item away, he continues, "You make such a serious face while you work."

"Do I?"

"Un. It's really cute."

You can hear him laughing as you hang up the phone.