#f/o writing

[starstruckloves]

do you have this amazing oneshot or thought in your head that you want to write down but never feel like it or find time to do so ? well, look no further because my writing commissions are now open !! yippee !!!

writing is something that makes me super happy n i'd love to be able to write for you ! i don't have a lot of guidelines, just give me the characters, you're idea, and some personalities for them n i'll do what i can ♡♡

i'm still polishing my writing so please keep that in mind if your considering commissioning me. you can contact me through my discord, starstruckloves, where I will be most likely to quickly respond or you can send me an ask on here ! payment is upfront n i have some examples of my writing below (though i will admit, it is mostly romance but i'm open to whatever)

divider by @/saradika-graphics

[yangeles]

ur rambling about something to your f/o when they stop responding, they get all doe-eyed and stare at you.

you stop talking and raise your eyebrows. "hellooo?" you ask, teasingly.

they blink a few times and grin. "sorry, you just look so pretty/handsome right now. carry on."

you just roll your eyes and continue tallking.

[indigohoneypot]

okay but to my self shippers with f/os who are tough, strong, and hardened—

imagine babying your f/o <3 and them absolutely melting and loving it. maybe they’re more reserved, maybe work makes them closed off or scary or tough…just imagine the way that they melt when they’re the little spoon, when you call them a sweet term of endearment.

maybe they’ve never been spoiled like this before, never been loved gently the way that you love them. i can’t imagine the relief they feel when they can be soft with you and only you.

your f/o must love the way you make them feel like an angel and the most precious thing in the world !!

[starryseafo4m]

Imagine your f/o lying in bed, tiredness paralysing them to the core, it's just one of those frustrating nights where they simply can't sleep regardless of how tired they are. But one of the things that always seem to fix their mood is thinking of you, how you look, your pretty eyes, the way you talk to them, how you always seem to know how to make things better. A tired exhale leaves their body as now they can feel themselves breathing easier and how their headache is slowing disappearing. To them you are like a soft lullaby that calms them down and let's them rest, and they appreciate that more than anything even if you are far away or right beside them<3

{Can be interpreted as romantic or platonic!!}

Proship, comship, darkship DNI!!!

[harvest-selfshipping]

love languages!

your f/o’s take your love languages into account my source is that they came to me in a dream!!

for example, if your love language is physical touch, they will be so affectionate with you!! (even if they’re reserved/not very touchy) they’ll give you hugs from behind, have their hand on your thigh when you sit, and kiss you in public so that everyone knows you are theirs!! going to sleep always ends up with snuggles <3

quality time likers— your f/o has got you covered!! they are already planning fun places for you guys to go and things for you to see. they’ll always make sure that they set aside time for you, and would never cancel any plans. sometimes you guys will go to the most fun amusement park ever and sometimes you’ll spend a cozy night together watching movies. they adore it either way <3

if you need words of affirmation, your f/o knows just how to show you love! they’ll write you love letters, their handwriting so utterly them while they confess their love for you. don’t be afraid to ask for reassurance, either! they will wash away any bit of worry you have. also, expect compliments— whether that be in person, a message, or written onto a sticky note, taped onto the bathroom mirror <3

acts of service is absolutely something your f/o will do for you. they understand that some days, it’s nice to come home to the dishes washed, and the floor sweeped. if you need help with any of your chores, they’ll be more than happy to lighten your load! it can be endearing to make inside jokes while you two fold the laundry, or reminisce about a sweet memory while they cook dinner. they never want you to feel bad when they help you, because you help them just as much <3

if your love language is giving gifts, your f/o definitely will take note of it! (they spoil you, shhh). they notice the item you lingered on just a bit too long in the store. they spend time picking out a gift that feels just right for you. and expect to come home to little trinkets they found/flowers they picked outside, because— “it reminded me of you!” <3

-Mod Autumn 🍂

[deepdarkindigo]

Imagine playing BeanBoozled with your F/O(s).

Who's struggling with the flavors? Maybe one of you eats them like they're nothing, showing off the taste buds... or perhaps just trying to prove something.

Bonus points if your F/O(s) try to kiss you or vice versa, and the response is something along the lines of "You're gonna taste like burnt rubber! >:v"

[sincerely-your-fo]

Howdy! Have a birthday coming up and want your family member to wish you a happy birthday?

What about a desire to receive a valentine's day confession from your crush or a romantic letter from your significant other to celebrate?

How about a simple slice of life letter from your best friend telling you what they've been up to and what fun things they'd like to do with you next time you see each other?

Want to read how proud and happy your parent is to call you their child?

Then you've come to the right place ♡

Electronic

● $3 USD per letter

● guaranteed 4 paragraphs minimum

● can easily be a birthday/holiday gift for a beloved mutual via you giving me the username of who you want me to send a letter to + their f/o's information or just buy a letter and send me to your buddy's DMs :)!

● will always be sent via anon (if anon is allowed) with my handle @sincerely-your-fo attached in small letters at the bottom like so: @sincerely-your-fo

Physical

● $13 USD per letter

● guaranteed 3 paragraphs minimum ($5 per additonal paragraph)

● comes with the electronic copy sent to your askbox so you may have it there too (it will likewise bear the mark '@sincerely-your-fo' in the bottom corner)

●*can easily be a birthday/holiday gift for a beloved mutual via me sending the envelope containing the f/o envelope to you so you can then send it to your friend or you provide me with your friend's mailing information; whichever is more comfortable :)!

● will be sent in a second envelope to add protection to envelope containing letter

Customizable:

-wax color(s) & wax stamp

-envelope

Available upon request:

-flower petals

-perfume/cologne spritz

-star confetti

-washi tape

-miniature framed artwork

Additional notes:

-will do NSFW thirst writing for adult clients requesting a letter from a canonically adult character (ergo, a character that is NOT aged up by the client).

-I will need links to webpages / docs regarding the character I am writing for so please have that on hand or be ready to make one once I contact you :)!

- I have and will exercise the right to politely refuse a commission request if I am uncomfortable with the topic given to me to write or the character the client wants me to write for.

Important Qs & As

1. How to request a letter:

Please contact via sending an Ask and I will DM you.

2. How & when to pay for a letter:

Payment is required upfront and can be paid through PayPal or Zelle.

3. Which Fandoms do you write letters for?

I do not focus on Fandom but instead on individual case by cases instances when given a character to focus on; part of the process of writing the letter is me asking questions and getting webpages to refer to the character's personality.

4. Do you write for OCs?

Yes I absolutely do! Please be ready to answer lots of questions/have a doc on hand to describe your OC so I may be a good scribe for them :)

5. Do you have any references of already written works to browse?

Indeed I do! Please turn to this post to be able to view what I have done so far ♡

6. Do you ship internationally?

Yes I do! I am based in America (for now) and indeed am open to shipping physical letters internationally.

Please tell your friends / tell your mutuals ♡

[akechis-special-case]

A Sudden Bold Kiss

Words: 300

When feeling a little funny I decided on the following all of a sudden – So one of Goro’s outfits as Crow is making him wear a red mask with a long, pointy beak. Though his mouth is still available.

So one day I just suddenly get in the mood within the Metaverse. Of course I do it where no one can watch, so I drag him into a nearby corner, away from everyone’s sight. And then for the next few minutes I hit the beak of his mask.

It pokes me around my head whenever I try to lean in. One poke after the other. I let out light groans of discomfort each time or a quiet ‘Ow’. Yet I don't learn so I keep trying.

I can feel Goro's judging gaze. He sees me trying and trying yet failing each time. It goes on for a little while before I feel his breath against my skin. 

Suddenly he grabs my shoulders and pulls me backwards, only to lift up his mask suddenly, at least for a short moment. And before I can ask any questions he launches forward, his lips against mine. 

It catches me off guard. My body freezes, stiff, unmoving. All from this surprise. I did not expect him to just suddenly go for it but here we are. He initiates the kiss. And his lips linger on mine for a while.

Though he pulls away soon enough, probably seeing how caught off guard and red I am right now. He doesn't comment on it though, only pulling his mask down and walking past me. “Let's get back to the others, shall we?” He says as he walks off, leaving me all by myself for a moment.

Goro can be pretty bold if he wants to be.

[satellite-of-self-love]

Of 24 F/0s, only 12 can move to the next round...

💗🌹 Match 1/12 🌹💗

⚘️Jax⚘️ vs ⚘️Angel Dust⚘️

(The Amazing Digital Circus) (Hazbin Hotel)

💮💓🫀💓💮

❣️The Prompt For This Match Is...

🔺️Argument!

(Responses in First Person)

💮💮💮💮💮💮

🌷Jax🌷

Heh! Musta found where I hid her "Valentines present"... Bad girl. I'll just grin at how cute she looks all riled up and then I'll tell her so. Heheh, shorty. She's gonna love her REAL present.

🌷Angel🌷

We don't argue much, but when we do we can both get a little Sassy, so maaaaybe we'll go back and forth for a minute before I smother her with my strawberry scented chest fluff. That calms my little firecracker the @#$% down eeeevery time.

Thank you very much for voting!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics • Title image by Me

[luceliv]

hey that new episode right

not going into detail on how they got out. dooont care. marie’s finally coming to accept her,, she’s getting a bit more mischievous but trust me she’s still an angel. it’s sorta cheesy that so much of marie’s personality can be defined by just her love for agatha, but i think that adds a bit more for when the witch actually has to decide between her evil ex or a worshipper. bird with heart eyes who only thinks of how she can fix her gf /lh

apologies again if marie seems childish. she’s really not i promise,, she’s pretty smart and not totally blinded by love, just a bit screwed by the circumstances (at least right now.) she’s been thru a lot, she’s strong when she needs to be and is def emotionally intelligent. agatha goes to her for solace, and she goes to agatha. they’re each other’s best choice

“Agatha!” A shaky voice called out as its source breached the mud’s surface. Marie gasped when her wings broke out of the ground, and they flop back down with a painful slap. She claws at the ground, fingers barely reaching the thick roots of a nearby tree. A sharp breath can be heard beside her, and she flounders to regain her bearings.

“Agatha! My hand-“ She stammers, holding out her left hand as her right grasps for anything outside the pit. The witch lets out a pained groan before actually grabbing on without any hesitation. Marie’s wings are drenched, and act as dead weight whenever they’re not trying to push into the mud like snowshoes.

Once she’s almost out, just barely held back by the mud at her thighs, she pulls Agatha harder. All her strength is going into saving a madwoman, and she couldn’t even think as to why.

But it works, Agatha climbs out, caked in mud, and Annamarie does shortly after. Agatha stays on her knees, groaning angrily as she tears off her heavy jacket. Marie just lies on the ground for a moment before weakly starting to wipe the mud from her wings.

“God, that stupid-“ Agatha mumbles, shakily rising to her feet and wiping dirt from her face. “Ugh!”

Marie, knowing that she doesn’t have the time to preen, quickly gets up after. Her movements are shaky from the exertion, and her wings are quite limp. Simultaneously, both women pause, a hand flying up to their collars as they check for their amulets. A crystal and a locket, all accounted for.

“Honey..?” The mutant chirps. She steps a bit closer to Agatha once the witch turns, and shakes her wings like a wet dog. “You’re ok-“ She practically scurries up, putting a hand on Agatha’s shoulder as she circles to her front. For the first time, Agatha doesn’t shy away; she just stares when Marie brushes mud-caked hair out of her face.

The side of her mouth twitches, a hint of confusion ghosting over her face. Then, she smiles; it’s a sharp grin, one that’s accompanied by the start of a small laugh. She leans her head forward, chuckling as she takes in the disheveled state they’re both in. She brings her right hand up, gently moving Marie’s hand before brushing the mutant’s bangs back. Flashes of magic flicker between her fingers with each movement, and the sight makes her laugh even more. Annamarie slowly brings both hands back, but she’s quickly stopped by Agatha grasping both of her wrists.

“I’ve got it back, Anna!” The witch says quickly under her breath. She shakes her wrists, making direct eye contact as she pushes aside the fact that they’re a mess. Marie’s eyes widen just as Agatha continues, “We’re back, birdie!” The laughing practically grows to a cackle.

Agatha takes a fast step back, pulling Marie along in a flurry of mud and wet feathers. She pulls the mutant to the side, spinning with her as she laughs. In their quick bout of excitement, Marie smiles too. She’s a bit more nervous, as usual, but she even laughs along.

“You’re back!”

Agatha is the one to stop their twirling, she nearly trips on the branch they used to crawl out, but she’s still happy. Somehow. Marie’s brows furrow, and she can’t help but add:

“You’re sure that the Road will bring her back, right..?”

Agatha gives a small scoff and rolls her eyes, she’s got what she wanted, but she’ll still humor her girl. “Of course, nothing would pass up the opportunity to torment me…” She pauses, glancing over Marie’s shoulder to a tall figure surrounded in an ominous blue aura further down the road. “Maybe little Billy has an idea.”

So, she sets off to confront him, Marie on her tail. The mutant does a little skip once, but she’s can’t get a strange feeling of dread out of her mind- Nor the mud between her feathers.

[varganardi]

Home - Varganardi oneshot

Words: 1K Warnings: Angst, Hurt/Comfort. Cuss words, slight injury & mention of blood Summary: Just Laura comforting Nacho <3 Pr0ships DNI!

He kicks off his shoes, his heart heavy with anxiety, and his head, and shoulder, pulsating with pain. The TV is on. Is she really up at this time…? Guilt creeps up, realizing she’s been up. Waiting for him to get home. And here he is, bruised up, sore and exhausted. He limps into the living room to find her, his beloved Laura, asleep under a blanket, with a documentary playing on the tv. He wants to walk up to her, hold her in his arms and seek comfort in her warm embrace. 

Instead, he sneaks - at least tries to limp quietly - to the kitchen. He opens the fridge, which is almost empty. He takes out a beer, the freezing bottle feeling good against his sweaty palms. He puts it against the bruise on his face, and hisses at the pain but then sighs in relief, when the coldness numbs the pain. It has the same effect on the bruise on his shoulder. If only it worked for feelings too. He scoffs at the thought. How bitter he sounds. 

“Nacho?” 

Shit! He turns around quickly, as if paranoid it's someone else. But of course, it’s only Laura. Laura… She looks tired, but as soon as she sees the look on his face, she looks more awake, concerned. Shit. He fights the impulse to throw the bottle away. Instead, he removes it from his skin slowly, giving his girlfriend a sheepish smile. The glare he receives says: I’m not dumb. He sighs. She’s seen the bruises, of course. She’s too observant, too worried about him. Too damn stubborn. That’s what I love about her, though. 

“Hey… You awake?”

No reply. The ticking from the clock on the wall is almost a relief, because at least it’s not completely silent. Usually, he and Laura have a comfortable silence. They don’t always need, nor want to talk. They don’t need background noise either, just the company of each other. 

This is different. She crosses her arms and looks him up and down. His shoulders slumps down, and he barely notices his girlfriend's absence. He blinks his eyes and stares at the closed fridge in an attempt to lose track of time. That’s when Laura returns, but this time carrying a bottle of wound cleanser, cotton pads and band-aids. Noticing how zoned out her boyfriend looks, she takes his arm, guiding him to sit down in a chair. He almost whines when he bends his hurt leg to sit down, almost. But then yet again, Laura notices his tiny grimace. Damn it, Laura. 

“I’m fine.”

“No. You’re not.”

He doesn’t even protest when she sits on the chair next to him, and carefully helps him off with the shirt, so she can inspect his bruises. 

He can see the thousands of emotions on her face - confusion, anxiety and worry, anger, and then… She swallows hard to hide the emotions from seeing him like this. Her beloved boyfriend, exhausted and wounded next to her. She hates it, and hates his work, hates to know that she could lose him, just like that. She blinks her eyes. Not now, not now. She tells herself. 

But she’s not the only observant one. Nacho sees the pain in her face, and it kills him. 

“This will sting for a bit.” she wets the cotton pad with a solution that makes him crinkle his nose. He flinches as she puts it against his skin, dabbing at the sore skin of his shoulder, and then the face. His eyes tears up at the discomfort, but her presence, and the gentle touch, makes it feel ok. She mumbles apologies, but continues the work.

“What happened?”

“Laura…”

“Nacho.” 

I give up. He thinks. But he tells her about what happened. He tells her about work today, and everything that messed up. As he talks, she reacts to his words, but never interrupts. If it’s one person he trusts, it’s her. She’s concerned, of course, but never too judging. She hates the fact Nacho is in the cartel, but knows how difficult it is to leave. She’s stayed by his side all this time, even before they started dating. Always on his side. After some minutes the wounds are treated and his face and shoulder is covered in bandaids. I probably look ridiculous. She’s thought of everything, and he even has a bag of frozen beans against his leg, which still hurts.

All of this, for him. 

“What did I ever do to deserve you?” he whispers. Laura looks at him, her soft green eyes meeting his dark brown eyes. The pain in his voice is reflected in her eyes. They both feel it. 

“Stop it.” 

“I…”

“Stop. I mean it.” She walks into the bedroom and returns to the kitchen with a new shirt for Nacho. After helping him put it on, she walks him to the couch. She’s about to leave again to go get him something, but the urge to feel her close is too overwhelming. She protests as Nacho pulls her down next to him, wrapping his strong arms around her. He just holds her like that, and she hugs him back. Laura moves her hand over his head and shoulders, in a soothing way, and Nacho melts into her touch. He inhales her shampoo and the scent, her scent, of lavender and peppermint. It smells like home. She is his home. He holds her, and wishes to never let go. 

“I love you.” Nacho mumbles, his voice hoarse with emotions. 

“I love you.” her voice too is full of emotions, and shaky. 

For the first time in what feels like forever, he allows himself to be vulnerable. His eyes burn with tears, but he doesn’t hold back. Nacho knows he doesn’t have to. Not now, not with Laura. 

“Let it out, Iggy.” she whispers. And he lets it all out. “It’ll be ok.” 

He actually believes it. 

“Stay. Don’t ever leave me.”

“Never, amore. I’m right here.” Laura’s voice is full of determination. “You’ll be ok.” 

Her words, her touch, and the reassurance is all he needs right now. He knows that whatever he faces, Laura will be by his side. 

Home. 

She is his home.

It's angst o'clock YAYYY

Been working on this one for a while, but GUYS!!!

I'm finally out of my creative block and my motivation AND inspiration to write is coming back!!! 😭💕

Here's a little Varganardi hurt/comfort :3

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[starstruckloves]

Featuring: Peach ♡

Note: this is platonic :]

Word count: 457

Well, things weren't really going the best so far. Star stared down at the mess of flour and eggshells and other ingredients on the counter, her face scrunching up at it all. Peach stood next to her, being able to spot her disappointment from a mile away.

Though, the mess didn't compare to how the cake itself looked. Flat, messy, and all around unappetizing. It made Star’s shoulders droop.

They had been trying to make a cake for Luigi considering Star and Luigi had just started dating. She saw the way Peach would bake and share a cake with her lover so Star wanted to do the same. So, they agreed to bake a cake together, princess to princess. But it was obvious how that turned out.

Star huffed, her head dropping a little. Peach was always quick to please, stepping a little closer to her.

“Hey, it doesn't look bad. It's a good first shot, really.” Peach tilted her head, catching a good glimpse of her friend's expression.

“But it looks awful,” Star said straight up. Peach took another glance at the cake as if she could forget something like that. “I can't do anything a princess does.”

The pink princess’s frown deepened. “What makes you say that?”

“I’m always told to act more… ladylike, more dainty, all the things people want to see in a princess. I can't walk all straight and proper like princesses do, I say the wrong things, and I can't even bake,” Star vented, running a gloved hand through her hair. “I’m not cut out to be a princess.”

Peach simply stared at her for a second, her hands squeezing at her dress before sighing. She placed a hand on Star’s shoulder, causing the shorter one to look up at her.

“Star, you're a great princess. You love your people, you make great decisions for your kingdom, and sure you can get overwhelmed but everyone does.” She paused for a moment, her eyebrows furrowing just a tad. “Even if you can't do the things other princesses can do, so what? You don't need those to be a princess.”

Star didn't say anything at first, her eyes scanning her face before taking a deep breath like she’d been advised to in the past.

“Yeah… Yeah, you’re right. Sorry.”

“No worries. We all get upset once in a while… Do you wanna try again on the cake?”

Star couldn't help but tilt her head. “But I already messed up the first one. I don't wanna waste your materials.”

Peach only shrugged at that. “Eh, I have more. Plus, you wanna get better at it, right?” Star hesitated before nodding and moving back to the counter. “Don't worry about it. Luigi's gonna love it.”

[yangeles]

your f/o taking pictures of you all. the. time. they leave their phone/device open one day and you see an entire folder of hindreds of candid pictures of you. not in a creepy way, a lot of them are you you silently reading or something, smiling, laughing, brushing your teeth.

[indigohoneypot]

a perfect fall day with your f/o (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ

the cold weather always makes me a little warm and sentimental~ ...just imagine how it makes your f/o feel!!

the two of you wake up close together, not exactly cuddling but close enough to steal some of your partner's body heat. some warm giggles in the soft bed, a few forehead kisses to start the day. the two of you chat over breakfast together before putting on your fall attire to head out for the day. are you wearing flannel? did you steal it from your f/o? i bet they commented how you wear it better than them, but sarcastically complained about you taking more of their clothes.

what about your activities? apple picking, maybe pumpkin picking? your partner talks about all the ways to carve the pumpkin, different designs to do, when to do it. if you're apple picking, maybe your partner is putting you on their shoulder to reach the ones at the top of the trees. that's where they're the best, anyways. or so they say. maybe you're the one lifting them. they're holding onto the sides of your head and pleading through giggles not to drop them.

let's finish your outing with a warm drink; a cider, cup of coffee or tea, maybe a hot cocoa. you take a sip of your partner's while they try yours. you mull over a movie to watch to wind down for the night. is it a comforting fall romcom? or maybe it's a horror thriller? it won't matter, as the outcome is the same. you'll fall asleep on the couch, holding onto one another, cuddled under a soft blanket. what a perfect day ♡

[boylyafton]

HELLO SELFSHIPP COMMUNITY! I NEED SOME HELP n_n

This cute guy name is Jeremy Fitzgerald from the webcomic blueycapsules! I love him a lot and I self shipp with him since 2022 before the comic got (unfortunately) cancelled. Since it’s a webcomic he doesn’t have any merch at all, so I’m planning to do it myself. Any ideas if I don’t have too much money? :3

[harvest-selfshipping]

hurt/comfort imagines <3

Imagine your f/o noticing the exact moment something’s the matter. They notice when your face pales, when your eyes water, or when you’re quieter than you were. They’ll take you away from any situation needed— and they won’t hesitate.

Imagine your f/o holding you while you’re sad. They’ll pull you into their chest, gentle enough to comfort you but tight enough that you know they’re not letting go. Maybe they’d ask you to match their breathing, breathe in as their chest rises and out as it falls.

Imagine your f/o talking you through it. Listening to what you have to say and promising that no matter what, it will be okay, and they will not leave your side for anything. They’ll even offer advice— gently, if needed— but if you just need someone to listen, they will absolutely do that, too.

They love you. They don’t think that your problems are dumb, or dramatic. Your feelings and valid and they will always listen to you <3