#$5 writing commission

[purplebehittindifferent]

I have added a quirky comment here for the last year and a half, however now… I have no words.

jk I have all these words 👇

I know it is very bitter sweet, but this is the end of Reconnecting. Thank you all for coming along on this journey with me. I plan on making a behind the scenes video on my YT sometime soon. Feel free to send any asks you have I want to answer them all!

Please know I am not going to dissapear! I still plan on making content consistently, and my original comic RULE 5 is already underway, and if you’d like I’m certainly not against writing some exposition fics for Reconnecting 💜

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[queenendless]

🔞✨️💕OPEN COMMISSIONS FOR NSFW SHORT SMUT ✨️ 💕 🔞

Okay everyone.

I NEED COMMISSIONS.

7 MONTHS WITHOUT THEM … it hurts.

Especially NOW because my bank accounts total around $35 left cause of monthly fees left so they're close to shutting down.

And just looking for full time employment for college dropouts with physical disability and no work experience is giving me anxiety and headaches all over again.

Honestly at this point I should start a Patreon for my writing. Maybe you could leave me suggestions, advice, and sites that don't charge you if I plan on setting up something for freelancing art and writing wise. Like merch. Prints. Ergo how to supply myself cause I'm very poor as fuck tbh irl.

ANYWAY!

I'm offering to write SHORT SMUT pieces!

100 words for $5.00 USD

200 words for $10.00 USD

*$5.00 USD added for every 100 words — I WILL WILLINGLY WRITE UP TO 1K WORDS AT MOST*

You can privately message me here on tumblr to brainstorm and work out said commissions.

*I ONLY ACCEPT PAYMENT THROUGH CASHAPP cause PayPal didn't work out and Cashapp don't take fees from payments.

*I ALSO ONLY ACCEPT PAYMENT UP FRONT BEFORE WORKING ON SAID COMMISSIONS.

I WILL use Google Docs to write said commissions.

I will email you your finalized commissions through Gmail/email and I will ONLY post your commissions on my tumblr blogs and my other sites like Wattpad and Quotev if you give me permission to.

SHOWS I WILL WRITE FOR:

Code Geass

Death Note

Yugioh DM

My Hero Academia

Jujutsu Kaisen

Persona 3, 4, and 5

Tokyo Revengers

Demon Slayer

Twisted Wonderland

Ben 10

I WILL WRITE ABOUT:

Character(s) x Reader, Character x Character, Character x OC

Romance/fluff

Angst

Hurt/comfort

AUs/what ifs/Canon divergence/etc.

BDSM (just nothing too extreme; depends on your request).

Polyamory/harem/GROUP BANG ⤵️

Crack/what if crossovers between two or more of the shows I've chosen to write for for this deal.

I WILL NOT WRITE ABOUT:

Rape/Non Con/SA

Incest

Beastiality

Murder/DEATH

ANY EXTREME TOPICS ALONG THOSE LINES!

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Honestly I hope I get commissioned much more than ever before.

Cause if not then I don't know where to go from there.

So if you're interested or know people that do, then please spread the word. Reblog, like, comment, share.

I'll let those on my wattpad, quotev, and twitter know.

I 🙏 that things work out.

[adiluv-moved]

❥ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑 + 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐇𝐂𝐒. ˚⊹꒷

📜୧・꒰word count꒱ 1099.

🎐୧・꒰warnings꒱ takes place pre-manor.

🍦୧・꒰adi moment꒱ a commission for @mellisono! literally loved writing this, frederick has been ever steadily growing on me and this is such an adorable prompt! if you're interested in commissioning me, you can find more into through my intro post! hope you enjoy! ໒꒰ྀི´｡•᎑•`꒱ྀི১

꒰🎹꒱・Having been raised as a member of the aristocracy, the idea of marrying a person for ‘love’ has always been unthinkable to Frederick. A common belief among people of his status, the only real motivation to wed a person was for the sake of bettering your social standing—more so a business transaction than anything even remotely romantic. His exile from the Kreiburg lineage would plague him with the idea that he’d be destined to remain a bachelor until death, losing both the money and status that his fellow nobles sought after. Those notions would be very quickly redefined once you’d entered his life, the thought of proposing to you becoming more and more alluring as your relationship progressed.

꒰🎹꒱・He’s got a minimum of twenty pieces dedicated solely to you, and it’d really only make sense for him to incorporate them into his proposal! Bits and pieces of melodies that you’d helped him refine, motifs from your favorite songs, cute jingles and chimes that you’ve heard whilst walking with him—it’s the composition he’s worked both the longest and hardest on, wanting to perfectly convey just how happy you make him; how much better his life is, thanks to you. His intentions are clear as crystal when he asks you to listen to a ‘special’ piece, his face matching the hue of his garnet coat as he slides the engagement ring onto your finger.

꒰🎹꒱・The two of you would live in an apartment somewhere in the heart of Paris. Small but cozy, sheet music in nearly every corner with a balcony that overlooks the rest of the city. Frederick is initially rather discontented by this living situation, a sense of shame for only being able to afford something so small. He’ll make a few off-handed comments, saying that it’d be better for you to “marry a man that can buy you a house instead of this shoddy apartment,” but he’s secretly relieved when you reassure him that he’s the one for you. There’s something so… comforting about knowing you love him regardless of financial status—even when he feels most others consider him to be a failure.

꒰🎹꒱・He becomes far more open and affectionate after the wedding. While not necessarily the best at singing your praises, there’s a very noticeable improvement in his abilities to express affection verbally. He’s far more straightforward with his compliments, gaining the confidence to directly comment on something you do well or something as simple as how gorgeous you look while going about your day. Frederick also opens up more about the issues he faces with his family, who ꒰unsurprisingly꒱ didn’t show up to your wedding. Your friends and family make quick work of saving the mood, but he writes his parents a very strongly worded letter once you both return from the honeymoon. Even more, he swears off all contact with them until they apologize, a decision that you never would’ve expected him to make.

꒰🎹꒱・Still, he continues to remain shy when it comes to more intimate forms of affection, like kissing. ꒰Something you get great joy in teasing him about.꒱ As such, the ones he gives you tend to be rather chaste in nature, like quick kisses on the cheek—or lips, if he’s feeling bold—before he rushes away to continue working on compositions. You’ll have to initiate anything more than that, something he’s eternally grateful for—even if he is too embarrassed to admit it. He’ll also always make sure to give you a quick smooch before heading on stage for any performances, regarding it as good luck. Although he appears straight-faced to the audience, you’re able to catch sight of the faint blush dusting his cheeks from your spot behind the curtains.

꒰🎹꒱・Frederick’s a bit of a hit or mess when it comes to housework. Having lived independent of his family for some time before meeting you, he does have the capability to take care of himself..! Though there are times where you’re reminded that he never grew up having to do any sorts of chores. He hates having to deal with anything dirty, meaning that there’s a fair amount of collaboration between the both of you. He’ll cook the food, and you’ll do the dishes afterwards. Whenever you wash the clothes, he’s the one that puts them up to dry. He’ll do some light dusting and cleaning, but larger messes scare him off.

꒰🎹꒱・At some point, he just comes to accept how much he adores cuddling with you. A workaholic since his youth, he’d never exactly been able to understand how people could content themselves to just… sit back and do absolutely nothing—finding the idea boring enough to drive him mad. But, wow. He absolutely understands it now. Lying in bed while the first rays of sunlight sneak through the blinds, casting an ethereal glow on your hair and face as he holds you in his arms… Normally, he’d already be out of bed by dawn—even on days when his psychasthenia decided to have mercy and allow him a good night’s rest. But seeing just how adorable you look… Well, the idea of leaving you so soon just seems outright cruel.

꒰🎹꒱・Frederick’s weak spot is his hair, a fact you’d discovered accidentally whilst drifting off to sleep with him. A particularly bad bout of writer’s block certainly didn’t mix well with his insomnia, forcing him to remain awake as the both of you idly chatted and hummed tunes in an attempt to restore his creative spark. At some point, you’d started to massage his scalp—the sensation initially causing him to stiffen beneath your touch. Your attempt to pull away and check in on him was quickly interrupted as he pressed your hand back into his hair, asking you to continue. The stresses of his day-to-day life just seem to melt away with your touch, it seems.

꒰BONUS꒱・Although he considered it cheesy, he often regards your wedding day as the  best day of his life—and he keeps the wedding attire in pristine condition. They sit in the back of your shared closet, the thought of them becoming dirty or damaged utterly devastating him. While you’d lived long enough to know of canes marking members of the nobility, it’d been the very first time that you’d seen him using one of his own. Considering the other costs of the wedding, it hadn’t exactly been all that luxurious ꒰a fact that he quietly keeps to himself꒱—though you might just see him using it more often if you tell him you like it. Don’t mention it, really. He’ll get flustered.

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[strangefable]

The Chariot

Micah Hale, Deputy, Hope County Sheriff Department

The Chariot is a card of willpower, transformation, confidence and determination. It's a card of forward movement and action, determinedly pushing into victory and overcoming challenges. It's a card of intention and resolve, facing obstacles head-on and never backing down.

For Micah, her motorcycle is her chariot, a symbol of her sense of self and her sense of freedom. The wings and antlers are symbolic of both her past and the guiding forces in her life, as well as representing her status as 'Rook' and her place with the Whitetail Militia.

Instead of the traditional wand, she's holding scales, weighed with planes. The allusion to John is obvious, as is her precarious balance between the Resistance and the Project; her torn loyalties and her desire to balance them despite all odds being against her.

Her sphinxes are Boomer and Peaches, opposing forces of their own that she walks between, keeping them together and working smoothly, and earning the loyalty of difficult and varied personalities.

Ultimately, she's a harbinger to both the Project and the Resistance, a hero and villain to both sides of the conflict, desperately, and vainly, trying to forge a path to peace.

She fits both upright and reversed readings of the card, as torn as she is in an impossible scenario she can't win, yet she never quite gives up.

All my deepest heartfelt gratitude to @redreart for so beautifully bringing this concept to life for me. She took my idea and turned it into something beyond my wildest dreams. The details are so perfect, from the colors to Micah's hair... every little bit is all I could've asked for and more. Thank you for bringing my girl to life so incredibly! <3 If you get the opportunity for a commission, don't hesitate! <3 <3

[onebrainsel]

COMMISSION INFO

Everything you need to know is in the images below, so read carefully! If you have any doubts, want to ask for slot availability, you can speak to me directly.

I'll have my Ao3 linked at the end for examples of my work.

[ransprang]

thank you @qlassicc we hope you like your match up :3

if anyone else wants a personalized fic this is our ko-fi

your DMC match up is....

NERO!!

Nero finds the contrast between your cute appearance and your manipulative behavior very adorable. Most of the time he’ll fake that he has no idea you are being manipulative. He is lowkey terrified, yet into it.

⁠Loooooves physical touch. He’d kiss your hand and forehead. Loves holding your hand as well. Really appreciates that you return his affections. Everytime he hugs you it’s with such power and grip, as though he’s scared that you’re about to disappear. (Idk put in some trauma)

Nero would take you to buffets so often, but you won’t get sick of it. You’ll catch him staring at you lovingly as you stuff your 5th serving of food in your mouth. There’s just something enigmatic about a woman who can eat.

⁠You both would look very cute together! Your long, black hair cascading down his back as you put your head on his shoulder. His short, silver hair and cute boyish smile also contrasts with your stoic demeanor.

Nero being massively taller than you would let you ride on his shoulders. You would never have trouble seeing over crowds. Whenever you see a girl eyeing up your man, you leap from shoulders and attack them yandere style <3

Both you and Nero would do anything for your loved ones. He appreciates how protective you are of your family and it comforts him how you would never abandon the people you love. He isn’t always comfortable with his demonic heritage, so he appreciates that that isn’t something that can phase you. 

Nero is an introverted boi so he wouldn’t make you jealous often. Nero’s love language would be words of affirmation and physical touch. He would enjoy your sweet words and touches and do the same for you. 

Nero knows you love makeup, he will let you practice on his beautiful features. You can try your nose and contour on him and enhance his face. Especially trying something fun on clubbing night!

He would never let you do housework, not even assisting cleaning the DMC van. Nero takes it upon himself to love and treat his queen right. His dad never had the opportunity to love his mother, but Nero himself was not about to repeat mistakes.

Nero has a slight smirk every time you rage and scold people because he sees himself in you. He is short tempered too, so he understands and sometimes steps in to help you out.

yours manipulatively,

admins sar, sav & san

[thevanillerose]

BRUISES | YANDERE!MISHIMA x READER | BLACK BUTLER

~ WRITING COMMISSIONS ~ ~ PATREON ~ ~ KO-FI ~ ~ NOVELS ~

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not own anything except my own writing. All properties belong to their respective creators.

They became painfully obvious.

The bandages. The plasters. The cuts. The bruises.

Even wearing that cream turtleneck hardly helped, because anyone who took so much as a second look could immediately tell. Yuuki Mishima didn't live happily. He didn't live freely. He lived under someone else's thumb.

And that thumb was steadily pressing down upon you as well...

Kamoshida must have thought he was the king, because he sure acted like one. Treating others how he pleased and taking what he wanted, while still maintaining a clever facade that made it seem like he was a noble, friendly guy.

You hated him. You knew what he was really like. What he did to the students who were too scared to speak up.

The males got beaten. You knew that much because of the state poor Mishima was in.

The girls got hounded. You knew that because of...Shiho.

Ann always visited her at the hospital, so at least she had that much comfort. Still...it was little condolence after what she had been through. You truly despised Kamoshida...and eventually you grew tired of seeing Mishima suffering on his own. Forced to endure in silence, terrified to the point where he wouldn't say a word about it. Others did ask, some did question, but he would always force a shaky smile and laugh it off with a “what are you talking about” sort of statement.

So you got yourself involved. Joined the volleyball team, even knowing who the coach was.

It took some time and cautiousness on your part, but eventually you witnessed something that proved what kind of man Kamoshida really was.

He kept Mishima back for 'practice' one day, and you wisely lingered around, suspicious of what he truly intended. You watched through a crack in the gym door, and witnessed it all. Kamoshida must have pounded that rubber volleyball against Mishima's face so many times it could have broken his nose.

You nearly intervened, but fear and apprehension seized both your arms, holding you back from opening that door.

And you resented yourself for it ever since.

Mishima didn't even know that you knew, so your invitation to get some ice cream together must have just seemed like a nice gesture. Really it was a subtle way for you to ask forgiveness. You wanted to bring him even a little joy, and it was on you.

He showed up late but you hardly cared. It was a sunny enough day so you waited outside the parlour for him, scanning the various options displayed on the banner outside. They were all so colourful and carefully crafted that they looked a little too good to eat.

“Ah, [Y/N]!”

A gentle voice called and you looked over, immediately breaking out in a warm smile when you saw Mishima approaching. He was jogging lightly your way, but stumbled the moment he reached you and quickly caught himself against the pole holding the banner up, knocking it a bit. “Whoops-!”

“Careful there.” you urged and reached out to steady his arm. You were shocked when you felt a flinch as soon as your fingers graced him, and instinctively jerked your hand back.

Mishima gave you a sheepish look.

“I...I'm sorry. I guess I didn't get enough sleep last night...”

He's still trying to hide it.

“Well, that's alright.” you shrugged it off and opened the door so you could both go inside. “After you.”

Really, you only ever had more confidence when you were around Mishima. He was far shyer than yourself so it helped, but put you in a room with Kamoshida and you'd be just as much of a quivering mess. You'd come to realize that as big of a hero as you wanted to be, you didn't have the courage to confront the man. Someone had to stop him though.

Someone...

As you sat down with Yuuki and thanked a passing waitress for the menus she handed you both, you opened yours up but peered over the top of it at him. He was busy studying his own copy so he didn't notice you looking.

You saw them. He was wearing another shirt with a high collar, always prepared. But it had slipped down and bunched up a bit around his neck, revealing an indigo welt on the side of it.

You could have crushed the menu in your hands. It sickened you. This boy was too kindly to deserve treatment like this. Did he really mess up so badly and so consistently that he deserved to get beaten like that?

No, of course not. The only reason he took so much damage was because Kamoshida enjoyed it. Mishima was a toy to him. Eventually he'd end up breaking him, just like he did with Shiho...

“...I'm...really not sure what to order...” Mishima admitted, actually looking embarrassed about it to some extent. Of course he didn't need to be, but you decided to help out by setting your own menu down and pointing to an icy looking vanilla and blueberry sundae.

“I'm thinking the 'Jack Frost', maybe you could have the same? Or if we get a big one we could share?”

That kind of came out without real intention. You were treating Mishima as a best friend, forgetting that he was still a guy. Though even a girl might feel shy about this sort of thing too. Regardless, he went totally pink in the cheeks.

“U-um...I mean if you want to share we can but...”

Ah...that would look a bit...

“No, we can just get separate ones!”

You saved the awkwardness, just. Mishima visibly squirmed in his seat a bit, almost as if he really did want to take you up on your original offer, but any chance passed as soon as you placed your order. He silently cursed his own relentless shyness. It only seemed to grow tenfold when he was around you, which was painful considering you were one of the few true friends he had. It left him paranoid, worrying that he'd slip up and send you running away.

Yet you didn't feel that way about him at all. If anything, you could kind of relate to what he was feeling. But those things went unsaid.

A lot of things went unsaid.

As you started eating you hoped that maybe Mishima would relax a bit and open up to you about what was going on. You had yourself convinced that your own hesitations would bleed away if he personally asked you for help. You'd feel so compelled to save him that you'd stop being scared, surely.

Perhaps that was just a fool's hope though. The conversations you had were as bland as this vanilla, deliberately skirting around anything potentially heavy. So desperately you wanted to question those newly applied plasters doubled up on his cheeks, even if you suspected you'd get an answer like “a cat scratched me”, but you only ended up discussing the weather, the current schoolwork you had, and other mindless things.

However...although at first you feared this wasn't helping Mishima at all, you began to notice something. His posture, steadily relaxing. A little bit of a smile coming to light on his lips. A calmness settling in those typically startled and weary eyes. The more you chatted about your favorite movies and books, the happier he seemed to become, until eventually you noticed an enthusiasm that surprised you.

“I really didn't expect the twist at the end! Who would have thought the murderer was a police detective the whole time?”

Mishima spoke eagerly now, on a roll. You sat back a little with surprise but just smiled wider, listening intently to every word he said. This was what you had been hoping for, yearning for. To see him actually experiencing some sort of joy...

“Hey Mishima, do you mind if I come sit next to you?” you requested suddenly, and he actually agreed to it, albeit with a scarlet flush building on his cheeks again.

“S-sure thing...”

“Thanks. It'll just make it easier for us to talk to each other.”

But really, it would make it a lot easier to bring up the topic of those marks without letting other people overhear. The place wasn't super busy but it didn't hurt to be cautious.

Sitting down on his side of the booth, you immediately felt the slight warmth emanating from his person, the delicate smell of shampoo that lingered on his body. Yet you also noticed those little quivers he had been trying to hide, and of course...those damn...

“...Bruises...”

You murmured the word, but watched him go still as stone as soon as you said it. Mishima slowly turned his head and looked at you with wide eyes. Clearing your throat, you reached for your half finished ice cream and slid it over, poking away at the chocolate base in the bottom of the glass with your long spoon.

“I know you probably don't want to talk about them...but I can't ignore them any longer, Mishima-” you turned your head and looked him straight in those nervously stricken eyes.

“Please tell me the truth. Kamoshida has been...hurting you too, hasn't he?”

Typically Mishima would have brushed it off and come up with some excuse, just like he did when anyone else asked. Yet something about your question was totally different. It made his blood run cold when he heard it.

'Too'?

“[Y/N]...d-did you...did he...?”

“Hurt me as well? I guess I phrased that badly...” you sighed and swirled your spoon around, listening to the subtle sound it made, the glass ringing like a distant bell. “He hasn't laid a hand on me yet, but whenever he looks at me...I know he wants to do something.”

Mishima swallowed thickly. His eyes focussed on your form. Your pretty face and body, the gentle way you carried yourself. How pure and sweet you were, how kind as to give him the time of day and actually bother to spend time with him like this. The thought of Kamoshida doing anything to you...that changed the whole ball game, so to speak.

His nails dug a little in the edge of the table, and he looked down with teeth grit behind his lips. Yet they parted when he spoke lowly:

“I-if he does anything to you...tell me...”

“Mishima...” you looked over sadly at the dark blue haired boy, straightening up and setting your spoon down. Your hand came out and gently touched his arm. “Don't worry about me, you're the one who needs help here. I can see what he does to you. I know you try to hide it, I know you try to make excuses, but I've seen the truth for myself.”

And so you told him about the time you saw him being beaten up. And you watched as he looked at you, his heart clearly heavy. It must have been such a burden for him to keep it a secret. Yet even though you knew now...it didn't actually feel so bad.

In fact, he almost felt relieved.

You looked at him so kindly he could have cried. When your hand reached down and took his own upon his lap, he didn't hesitate much before squeezing yours in return. Your touch was as gentle as your manner, and he realized something so clearly then.

He needn't have worried at all.

You wanted to know about what he was dealing with. You wanted to help.

“I should have done something earlier, and I'm sorry. I was too nervous then, I was scared...” you confessed, and lifted his hand up just so your other could wrap around his knuckle. You were doing this under the table so people had no reason to stare. “...But I want to do something about it. I want to stop him, so he won't hurt you or me, or Shiho, or anyone else again.”

Mishima wanted that too, he really did. And though he was just as worried about what might happen, your own summoned determination gave him a little bit of hope too.

“...Then...let's work hard to stop him together.”

Neither of you knew how you'd do it, but you nodded in response, and so too did he.

He also happened to notice something then, while you were looking at him. Something not nearly quite so serious, but still something that ought to be amended, and could be. This would be his first act of confidence. His favour to you...

You flinched a little, having gone off in thought after letting go of his hand, and suddenly feeling something touch your cheek just by the corner of your mouth. Mishima wiped away the fleck of ice cream with his thumb and brought his hand back to himself. You watched him stare at the remnant of dessert on his digit with eyes crossed and focused, figuring he'd just wipe it off somewhere, only to watch in shock as he cleaned it off his hand with a simple lick.

His touch alone had left you red but this left you flustered and spluttering. “M-Mishima-!!”

“Ah!” Immediately he was just as rose and bowing his head repeatedly, clasping his hands together. “A-ah I'm sorry, that was weird of me! I'm super sorry!”

Well, as 'super sorry' as he was, the problem wasn't that it had been weird. If anything it had been just what a...boyfriend might do. Could you imagine Mishima being your boyfriend? The thought left your heart positively pounding and you had to look away from his equally fumbling self.

Yet there was no hiding the smile on your lips, as you pondered a hopeful possibility.

Perhaps he was a lot more confident than you thought...

Perhaps this alliance of yours would lead to something more...

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[noxshade]

An amazing commission by talented artist Mariposa Minako for my story Things You Cannot Forget, which is finally completed! It explores the strange and fraught friendship that develops between Yusuke Kitagawa of Persona 5 and Rin Tezuka of Katawa Shoujo.

[wyn0rrific]

HELLLLP 😭

hes... hes just a lil guy chat come on... (100% lying)

[despairforme]

It's fuckin' mutiny. 'Daz what 'daz shit 's called!

[dvakinnieindaflesh]

COMMISSION INFORMATION

Hi hi everypony!!! College is finally starting to lessen up for me so I am now in a position to start accepting commissions.

Word count is based on the tier you select and I only take payment through cashapp or PayPal. Please know that all currency is in USD for I am a US citizen.

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Here are my current rates for one shot fics:

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WILL WRITE:

Smut

Underage SAFE FOR WORK ship requests

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WILL NOT WRITE:

Loli

Underage characters in a NOT SAFE FOR WORK piece of writing

Anything from a fandom I don’t know

Scat

WILL WRITE FOR EXTRA CASH (AMOUNT DEPENDS ON SEVERITY OF THE REQUEST):

Raceplay (only if it involves ONE black person, for I’m black)

LGBTQ homophobia (if the context isn’t sexual, then fine)

Vore

Bimbofication

Piss

Feet (will cost you a LOT)

Noncon

WHAT FANDOMS I AM INTO:

DC Comics/Shows

JJK

The Hunger Games

You

All of Us are Dead

Sweet Home

Among Us

Stranger Things

COD

Game of Thrones

Almost all Horror Movies

Marvel Comics/MCU

Danganronpa

My Hero Academia

Harry Potter

Homestuck

Almost All Popular Musicals

Apex Legends

Fortnite

Dead by Daylight

Stardew Valley

Resident Evil

The Walking Dead (video game and show)

Overwatch

Chainsaw Man

Detroit:Become Human

American Horror Story

Minecraft

Beetlejuice

Undertale

Persona 5

any sort of OC fandom

[ninawolv3rina]

I am going to be so fuckign productive today

[iboughtafruitfly]

She’s done it again!

Thank you to the wonderful @redreart for bringing to life one of my favorite scenes from my fanfic. My favorite couple, my happy place, my obsession, Deputy Flores and her Eli! 🖤💚

You definitely did it justice! It’s beautiful!

[ishiptables]

Writing Commissions

Hello everyone, I've decided to open some commissions for fanfics or small pieces of my writing. It is the first time I open them, so I am available for discussion/criticism or whatever comes to mind.

Disclaimer: I reserve the right to deny any commissions and they are not refundable. You may pay half beforehand and half afterwards.

Prices: I usually write one-shots that range from 1k-2k words, but if there is enough content I am happy to write longer fics.

0-500 words: 5€ 500-1000 words: 10€ 1000-2000 words: 15€ 2000-2500 words: 20€ Any more than this can be negotiated.

If the content given is not enough for your request, you may get a discount or we can arrange more scenes to be included. You may also get a little bonus if I end up writing more than agreed on, but it depends. I accept payment through PayPal.

Will Do: Fluff of any sort, x reader, ships, angst, hurt/comfort, MCD, chatfics Won't Do: Excessive Gore/Violence, Pedo/Incest/Pro-ships, RPFs Maybe (can be discussed): Smut (including certain more taboo kinks), Crack

I will list the fandoms I am more active in, but I am open to writing for others, though obviously the characters may not be as accurate. The list may get reviewed and improved upon down the line. Persona 3, 4 and 5 Haikyuu!! Sherlock Holmes (any version) Bullet Train (books and movies) Genshin Impact Honkai Star Rail RDR2 The Stanley Parable Overwatch Carmen Sandiego Nimona Yuri On Ice Marvel Seraph of the End The picture of Dorian Gray Hamilton (musical) Ace Attorney (all games) Resident Evil Good Omens The Dragon Prince The watchmaker of Filigree Street Again, these aren't necessarily all of the fandoms I'm in, and I won't write exclusively for these. Feel free to ask me about any other fandom! You can see some of my work on my ao3 account: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Viola836/works Thanks for reading and feel free to ask any further questions in DMs!

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New month, new slots! I have 5 for June-July.

It's pride month, come commission your faves kissing!

Ao3 for examples of my work here!

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thank you to @goblinofthewoods for your support <3 we hope you like your match up

if anyone else wants a match up this is our ko-fi

your match up is....

DANTE!!!

SFW

How you met: It was a small art exhibition in an art gallery. Some of your sculptures were on show but you were still an amateur so you didn’t think anyone would notice. You were walking around the edges of the crowd when you noticed a white haired man examining a female bust you had sculpted. You walked over to him, a bit worried you would scare him away with your cold and intimidating aura but the man seemed unperturbed. He greeted you brightly and struck up a conversation. The man explained that he didn’t understand anything about art, but was a connoisseur of nudity. He told him, the piece you were admiring was sculpted by you. The contrast between your cold, intimidating exterior and the warmth emanating from your artworks caught his attention, and he asked to take you out for coffee. 

You and Dante would go on dates where you would try to teach him sculpting. You would make a beautiful teapot and he would make various genitalia.

Dante owns several electrical guitars, and would beg you to duet with him. When he is low on funds and none of the devil hunting jobs interest him, he would make you come busking with him.

Dante would ask to get matching tattoos. He would heavily suggest one of you gets ebony and the other ivory

Dante would easily look past your cold exterior. He’s used to that type of personality thanks to his brother. Once he saw past that you both would be a menace, with your combined himbo energy.

You and Dante would go to the gym together. You would be trying to lift heavy weights, while Dante would gently fondle your bum.

Dante’s love languages would be physical touch and gift giving. He may be an eternally broke man but he will be sure to get you lavish presents whenever the mood strikes him. 

Dante would be supportive of whatever surgeries you get and don’t get. He is just happy to have a good hearted partner who stands by his side no matter what. So you can expect the same energy from him. 

Basically like a golden retriever boyfriend, Dante needs to touch you in any way. Even if it’s touching feet under a blanket while watching a movie or giving you a hug from the back and lifting you up off your feet. He also likes tucking your dark brown hair behind your ears and giving you quick kisses.

Wanting your attention almost 24/7 he’d get into your hobbies and try to impress you. Starting out, his drawings would just be stick figures, “HEY Y/N LOOK. I drew this!! Aren’t I so great at this HAHAHA.”

NSFW 

Dante leans a bit more on the dom side, but if you want to take charge he wouldn’t mind at all watching you go down on his body. He admires watching your growing muscles flex from every angle. From underneath you he’d grip onto your biceps and back, careful to not leave marks. 

When he’s deep inside you, thrusting and watching your hole greedily suck him in, Dante’s degrading kink comes out. “That’s it, that’s a good boy, taking my cock like the slut you are.” He’d groan louder and his grip on your waist gets stronger. The first time this side of him comes out he’d only realize afterwards when he’s lying next to you, and he’d ask if you liked it. 

Dante goes crazy, he loves doing everything and anything in the bedroom. If you ever want to try penetrating him he will personally buy you a strap on. He will also wear his favorite cowboy hat and ride you as he uses one hand to wank off his own cock.

Sex on the Cavaliere? Obviously. He will rev up the engine and sit on it as you ride his cock while straddling him. 

Sword fights…tons of them. Not the kind youre thinking but using Ebony and Ivory. If you lose he fucks you, if you win he still fucks you.

Dante will definitely try dangerous things like jacking off using the Balrog and try cumming on your face and body. Or try fingering you using them. He needs to be contained.

He loves getting his back scratched while you scream his name. He's in power, and likes to feel like it too.

Dante can be a little confused in the after care department but he will always make sure you are comfortable and happy after a steaming hot session.

After sex Dante takes a moment to gently trace his fingers over your tattoos and kiss them, especially the ones on your thighs hoping to make you wet again. 

Dante would leave enough hickeys on your body, and neck that the next day you have to wear turtlenecks and full pants.

your sculptures,

admins sar, san & sav