Reblog if it’s okay for your followers to leave you an ask telling you what the one thing is they remember you for as a writer. Is it a scene or a detail or a specific line? Is it something like style or characterization? Is it that one weird kink they never thought they’d be into, but oh my god wow self-discovery time?
Finally, I am starting commissions. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while but now since I’ve finally gotten the confidence I am going to finally start commissions.
Here is my Ko-Fi in case you do in fact want buy a commission from me or just want to help with my current goal. Now to the important stuff...the commissions.
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You are to send me a song and I make an OC out of it. I usually do not design the character's looks but if that is requested of me, I will.
Example
$25
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This is where I make scripts! Whether it be a monologue for your theatre class or a dialogue between two or more characters. Even a script for your ASMR channel. This is what you’re looking for! Every script starts at one page. If you want more than a page it will go up by 10 dollars.
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Self-explanatory. Regular short stories are a little over 2000. Describe what you want and I will do my best to write with what you gave me.
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$10
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If you know, you know. If you are looking for a bit of spice for your reading enjoyment you want some smut.
I will send the example personally.
$30
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Couldn’t forget the poems! All I need for a poem is a prompt. If not a prompt, I’ll surprise you! If you want to convey a certain emotion then tell me what emotion you want to convey and I will portray it the best way I can.
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All you need is the example
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$5
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Extra Notes: I can do fanfic type of things. The fandoms I can do…
MHA
Steven Universe
The Arcana
Lovestruck
Helluva Boss
Hazbin Hotel
Resident Evil: Village
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Comment and I will message you as soon as I possibly can.
@angstyanon0 Here you go!
You walk with a limp, excruciating pain radiating from your leg. Not enough to make you cry but just enough to make you grimace in pain every time you have to move it. Bela materialized from the flies. “Hey Y/N! How was wo- Holy- Alright, don’t say a word, stop moving your muscles. I’ll be back with mother.” Your eyes widen as you raise your hand to stop her but she’s already disappeared in the flies.
“Mother!” Echoes reverberate throughout the castle. “Bela, what happened?” You hear Daniela. “Y/N’s injured!” “Alert mother immediately!” Cassandra huffs, materialing in front of you.
"Afternoon, if you'll accompany me..." Cassandra begins to drag you along, but your shriek of pain causes her to come to a halt. “Right. Injured. Sit tight. Mother will be here any second.”
“Cassandra, I’m alright-” “Y/N?!”
Ah shit.
That voice was always familiar to you. It was always calm and controlled, but today was not one of those times. Alcina's tone was tense, even panicked. That frenzied energy lights her eyes when you meet them.
“What happened?” She cradles your face with her hand, when you hiss in pain she withdraws her hand to look at your cheek. “Burns.” When you try to get up, pain overtakes your body. When you collapse onto the couch, however, the agony is just as intense if not worse.
“Y/N!” “I’m fine! I’m fine!” “No, you are not ‘fine’.”
She takes you up in her arms as you try to get up again, preparing to show her how obviously not “fine” you are. "I'm not going to let you do that again." She returns her gaze to her girls, who are equally worried and anxious.
“Thank you, my lovely daughters.” They all nod before disappearing in a flurry of flies. You can hear a conversation between them start. As she held you in her arms, her rich fragrance enveloped you. She hasn't spoken anything since the two of you arrived, but her eyes are a raging torrent of emotion. She gently presses you into the bed, inflicting you less agony than you've previously endured.
“Alcina?”
Her eyes meet yours in the mirror.
“Yes, draga mea?” “What’s wrong?” “You’re hurt, and you’re acting as if it’s not important.” “Because it isn’t!” “No more words.”
You go silent, and she continues to look for something; you can feel the stress building in her shoulders as she searches.
“What are you looking for-” “Please, give me a moment.”
You go silent once more. She hums as she finds a small container. It’s burn cream. She walks toward you. “Remove your garments, I need to see everything; All of the burns, the marks, everything.” You nod, undressing as much as you can without hurting yourself more. When you begin to take off your pants, she stops you with a finger.
She applies the burn cream where needed and tended to your leg herself. She whispered a curse under her breath when she found out your leg was broken. She looked at you with the softest look before looking down at your leg again. Using only the softest fabric, she wrapped your leg and sat behind you.
She softly drew you to her and propped your leg up on one of her cushions. Her head rested on yours as she held you close. "Draga mea...I'm furious with you." As she kissed your forehead, her voice was sweet. "Do you realize how important you are to me? You mean everything to me, understand?"
When you look up at her, all you see is genuine emotion. She meant everything she said. She draws you in a little closer. You had frightened her; you had upset her. "I understand."
“Good. Now you should attempt to get some rest. I'll watch over you.”
I'm sobbing!
Goddesses! Bela's reaction!
The ladies when you’re wearing a tight pair of pants and your ass be POPPIN’
Do with that what you will
Alcina:
Bela:
Cassandra:
Daniela:
Donna:
Sal:
Miranda:
🤣🤣🤣 .. Here you are, dear 🤣
Mackenzie: [rings doorbell]
Medusa, from inside: I HAVE A GUN.
Mackenzie, panicked: No, Medusa, it’s Mac!
Medusa, opening the door: Oh...Hello, Mac.
From @creativepromptsforwriting Drabble List
“Let’s kiss and see where it takes us.”
"Pardon?"
A pair of ivory-coloured eyes flutter shut before opening once more.
"I'm positive you heard me."
"I infact did, but I'm not comprehending."
Her fingers find the collar of my shirt, pulling me down to her level only slightly. "Comprehend this."
Our lips make the most exquisite connection...Coming together in the most beautiful of ways. Breaths are exchanged between two lips. Minds unite to form one. This is what Sappho used to write about in her poems. When the two come into contact, fireworks erupt. For the first time, for the second and the third.
My Immortal Beloved.
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If you call pedophilia a kink please unfollow me and never talk to me again
Elvira looks sly as all hell
I saw this going around and I just (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)
It's Shin and I, we got each other flowers ♡
And then me 'n the himbos<3
Joseph and I are going out for the night
Caesar and I going for a nice picnic
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Arin: I thought you were dead!
JD: I get that a lot.
:screams:
The Holy Trinity of Catholic Trauma But Make It Sexy
I've been keeping things the order of the Lunar Eclipse. Something I wouldn't normally do. I went out in the dead of night and didn't return until the sun rose. Sometimes...later. You'd think I'd be looking for suitors all over town...charming mystical beings in taverns over ale.
But I was with her...
A rogue barbarian. She was a half-orc with a charming smile and fresh scars. I didn't learn her name until the third night of our encounter. I was on my way to an inn with my order when I caught her eye, and she gave me a quick wink before vanishing into the shadows.
I would meet with her late at night. "Hello, my beloved. Would you like to join me for a pint?" She'd reappear in the same area where I'd last seen her. The woman's face was covered with fresh scarring. "Nope. You're going directly to the inn where my order and I are staying. You're bleeding and hurt." She merely sighs and rolls her eyes. I could see she was stubborn.
"I will let you tend to me on one condition." "What's that?" "You come the inn where my order is lodging. I prefer to be in the presence of people I know." "Touché."
We carry on a light discussion as we go. Introductions. I've now learned her name...Diavol. She said that it meant "devil" in a foreign tongue. "I had no idea the devil was so attractive." She softly takes my hand in hers. "I had no idea witches didn't fly around on broomsticks." My eyes widen. I hadn't yet introduced myself to her. In some way, she already knew. "Salem." She smirks. "My sources were correct. You're a chaotic neutral, yeah?"
I nod, still taken aback. She carries on as if she hadn't just said she had sources on me. I understood I was dealing with Lawful Evil after analyzing the half-orc. I wasn't afraid... I was enchanted. She had no ill will toward me. I was aware of it. Not from a secret spell I cast. She just lacks social skills.
"Welcome to the Cursed Hat inn, draga."
When we entered the inn, I was met with an unusual scene. "Fira?!" The fire genasi glanced at me with alarm. "What are you doing here?" Still concerned, I point to her. "What are you doing here?" Fira looks across to the elf beside her before returning my gaze. "It's none of your business." I feel the same way. Before speaking, there is a deafening quiet. "I won't tell Hypnos if you don't tell Hypnos."
"Deal." "Cool...know where the medical supplies are?" "Bathroom." "Thank you. Come on, Diavol."
It takes me a while to find the restroom, but I end up finding it. "Sit." I watch her as she sits on the sink's rim. "No, not there. I'm shorter than you." She then proceeds to sit on the toilet's closed lid. "I appreciate that." I clean her cuts and check for infection. "I can't get to an extremely tiny cut-" Diavol rolls her eyes before grabbing my hips and dragging me forward to straddle her thighs.
I was far too distracted at this point to tend to the cut. As I tried to bandage her forehead, I could feel her warm breath on my neck. Her hands find their way to my thighs. When I'm done treating her minor injuries, we are sitting in quiet, her gorgeous red eyes glittering as she looks at my lips. I look her in the eyes before softly taking her lips in mine. Her cheeks are framed by my hands. She smirks as I pull away.
"If this is you asking me on a date...sure."
My aesthetic says Goth. But how I act is totally different. I look and sound intimidating as fuck but I'm not unless I need to be.
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