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PRICES
-Up to 1k words: 10 EUR
-Between 1k and 2k words: 15 EUR
-Between 2k and 3k words: 20 EUR
-From 3k words on the price is 5EUR for every 500 words ( EX. 5k words = 40 eur )WILL WRITE
-OCs
-OCxCanon
-Reader inserts
-Aus
-Any fandom (mind that the ones I'm in/into will be easier for me to write than the ones I'm not familiar with. For those you will have to help me out)
-NSFW , gore and darker themes (To be discussed first)WILL NOT WRITE
-Minor-adult relationships
-Incest
-Ddlg/age regression in an nsfw context, sfw is okay, but please discuss first
-Purposefully offensive content, content that idealizes and spreads hateful or harmful ideology towards certain groups
- Sexual assault
- Bestiality
- Scat

Rules

-Payment is always upfront.-Payments are only accepted through Paypal or Ko-fi-I reserve myself the right to turn down a job if I think I might not be able to satisfy the client or if the request goes against my guidelines.-First come first served, if I have another commission in the works or other requests before yours, I will queue them and follow the order in which I've received them in. You will always be informed about how long you have to wait.-The time I will take to complete the job will mostly depend on how long your request is. Shorter ones (1-2k words) usually take around a week. You will be informed regarding how much it might take beforehand. You will be notified beforehadn if I am working on other commissions and whether or not there is a queue and how long it will take me to get through it.-You will receive updates from me quite regularly, I always work very closely with my clients to make sure I can give them exactly what they want. Corrections can be done at any time of the writing process.-Detailed and lengthy descriptions of your request are welcome and encouraged as they help me pinpoint better what you would like, how I should be working and overall make my job a lot easier and the outcome a lot more accurate.

Contact

My preferred means of contact is e-mail, which you will find linked below, because it makes it easier for me to track whatever request and plot you might send me, and once I have a wip ready I can directly send it to that e-mail thread. But you are also welcome to message me on any social you found me on, or shoot me a discord dm!!Discord: ols5652
E-mail: [email protected]

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Gore example

Resistance, a dull pop, then the gushing of blood pouring inside his mouth. The warm taste of iron enveloped his tongue. It felt intoxicating, divine almost. His victim complained, a strangled groan escaping him. Efraim rolled his eyes, his brows furrowed. He reluctantly let go of his “partner’s” shoulder, feeling blood mixed with spit dribbling down his chin.“I thought you said you could handle pain.”
“Sorry, didn’t think it’d hurt so much! I thought you were joking when you said you wanted to do this.”
“You signed the contract. You agreed to this. I stated this clearly.” Efraim replied flatly while licking his lips. He wiped his chin with his thumb, before wrapping his lips around it, all while his grey eyes were fixated on the bloody bite mark he had left on the other man.
“Can we get to the good part now?”
The good part. Efraim couldn’t help but sneer. He had no real interest in sex, at least not in the way he understood others to see it. To him, it was a pastime, a way to analyze others or to get what he wanted. But most of the time it was just a hassle. Boring, repetitive, a means to an end. Usually, by promising sex, he’d get what he wanted. But this time he had barely scraped the surface of his itch.
“No, you didn’t satisfy me.”
“What?! You drew blood like you wanted, you owe me at least-“
“The contract stated that first I had to be satisfied with what you gave me. You barely held on enough for me to bite. I don’t want to hear it.”
The only exciting thing about sex was biting. Biting until he drew blood until he tasted flesh. That was exciting. That was a real pleasure.
The man didn’t take the refusal well. He sat up, ready to raise his voice. Predictable. They were all, always predictable.
“I would advise you to not do anything impulsive. I should remind you that I have your hard drive. It would be a shame if it were to end in the wrong hands.”
The man immediately froze and backed up. Predictable. Every reaction of his was predictable. Once the man had dressed up again and gone out, Efraim went to clean himself up. His reflection in the mirror stared back at him: pale, and emaciated, his ribcage showed through thin skin, and his bony hips poked out drawing a V on his abdomen. His grey eyes were dull, not as lively as his twin brother’s. But he smiled. That reflection did not disturb him, not at all. If anything, to him it was proof he was doing things right.His good mood was short-lived though. The failed encounter had left him with that itch. He wanted blood, he wanted flesh. He knew he was meant to devour the wicked, he was a heavenly cleanser, and he was sure of it. God was not who people worshipped, he was the only one who knew the truth, and who could communicate with God. He did not know why God had chosen him, but he had accepted his duty to rid the earth of its scum.
His ruminating thoughts were interrupted by his phone ringing. His brother, his darling twin. Afrem was the only person Efraim could say he “loved”. He felt nothing towards anyone, not even his parents, but Afrem was his twin. They had shared their whole life. Including the worst possible tortures. “Afrem? You never call so late.”
“I...I need your help. I made a mess...” Afrem’s voice was shaky. Almost garbled. Efraim rarely felt worry, but he sensed something was wrong. He was immediately on alert.
“What happened? Where are you?”
“I can’t tell you on the phone...come to the park, please...”Afrem was not the person to be out late at night. At a park nonetheless. Efraim was quick to get there, but it took a while before he found his brother. Standing inside the public bathroom stalls, Afrem was turned with his back to Efraim, looking down at a bloodied body.Efraim was seldom surprised, but this was one of those times. His brother was anything but violent, he did not enjoy gory sights, so for him to have been pushed this far...he had good reason.
“Afrem...what happened?”
He was prepared to hear any story about self-defense, a robbery, assault, anything. But instead, his brother said the last thing he would have ever expected.
“I...I was hungry.”
Afrem’s voice quivered, he turned around and Efraim was met with the sight of a lifetime: teary-eyed, his twin looked at him like a wounded animal, his face smeared in blood, the liquid dripping from his lips. Sharp canines poked out of his parted mouth, while he trembled and breathed erratically.
Anyone else would have screamed and turned away in fear and shock, but not Efraim.
“I promise I can explain...it’s still me, I just...”
But Efraim could barely hear him over the whirlwind of his thoughts. Surely Afrem found this to be a curse, but to Efraim, it was a blessing. And he was jealous of it. Such a gift could have made him closer to divinity, a better knight of God. But before he could wallow in his jealousy, he heard the angels whisper in his ears that this was the will of God, it was all his plan. His brother had been blessed first to allow Effaim to see the mightiness of the Lord, and get a glimpse of what his future could be.
“Aid thy brother, be a good sibling, and the Lord shall welcome you in his Grace, as his knight upon Earth. Partake in the ritual and devour the flesh of His Son, protect your brother, and the Lord will protect you.” Archangel Michael spoke in his ear, and Efraim felt all jealousy dissipate, his limbs relaxed, and he smiled sweetly at his brother while taking a step closer. He placed both hands on his shoulders and pulled him into a hug, not caring about the blood staining his clothes.
“Do not worry, my sweet brother, you did nothing wrong. I’ll help you, alright? If this man crossed your path and died by your hand it was simply God’s will.”
Afrem was frozen, unable to speak. For a long time, his brother’s religious ravings had worried him, but Efraim was good at confusing the waters. He could only watch as his twin let go of the hug and reached into his pocket, pulling out a box. A custom-made metal retainer, fit for his teeth, and in the shape of a beast’s set of bone-crunching and flesh-tearing fangs. Efraim but into the neck of the corpse, feeling the flesh squelch. The cooling blood flowed out and into his mouth, and as he bit harder, he felt the trachea crack and pop under the pressure. He sucked the blood for a while, then pulled himself up and tried to bite into the chest. Thinner skin tore, and the metal scraped against the ribcage. He bit and bit into the chest again, making it into a bloody spectacle, flesh ripped, punctured, torn, in a mess of gore and exposed bones. He had fun tearing at the rest of the torso as well, biting into the organs, feeling the slimy appendages squirm, squelch, and get reduced to shreds inside his mouth. He chewed and swallowed, relishing in the raw taste of fresh meat, of the metallic liquid sliding down his throat and dribbling down his chin as he made a mess of himself and the mangled corpse.Afrem stared in horror, he couldn’t look away no matter how much it distressed him. It felt ironic, to be so disgusted when he had been the one to kill the man in the first place, when he, now, was a blood-sucking monster and would have to do this for the rest of his life. But there he was, feeling his stomach turn while his brother, still human, tore at the flesh of a corpse. Efraim stood up, pulling the metal guard out of his mouth. Blood was smeared all over his face, but he seemed to pay no mind to it. He turned to his brother and smiled, then walked to him and hugged Afrem.
“All will be well, brother. This is just God’s plan for you. And one day I will join you in this path. Let’s get you home, they’ll never trace this back to you.” Afrem didn’t have the strength to complain or talk back. He nodded, letting his brother pull him out of the bathroom, and into the darkness of the night.

Sfw example

The gentle patter of rain was accompanied by the quiet croaking of frogs coaxed out in the open by the increased humidity. Jiang Cheng slowly cracked his eyes open, the little sunlight that filtered through the dark clouds enough to make him blink a few times. The smell of wet earth and grass wafted in from the open window, the thin curtains fluttering about as the wind passed through them. Jiang Cheng allowed himself a moment of peace and quiet, taking in his surroundings. He felt the sheets behind him rustle, and he turned around to see Wen Qing still asleep, dark hair falling in front of her face, which was pressed into the pillow. His eyes stared at her sleeping form for a while, taking in the shine of her hair, the curve of her eyelashes, the slope of her nose, and the pink of her lips. Just looking at her brought him a sense of peace.
“I can feel you staring at me even without opening my eyes.” She mumbled after a while, earning a scoff from the man.
“How long have you been awake for?”
“Enough.” Wen Qing cracked one eye open, the dark iris looking up at Jiang Cheng.
“Am I not allowed to admire you anymore?”
“There are better moments to admire me, perhaps when I am not messed up from sleep, don’t you think?”
“Nonsense. Any moment is ideal.” Jiang Cheng retorted, moving away a lock of hair from her face and tucking it behind Wen Qing’s ear. Before retreating his hand, he let it linger on her cheek; his thumb absentmindedly traced patterns on the smooth skin.
“Does having a moment of peace turn you into a sap?” Wen Qing teased again, yet still leaning her face into the touch.
“Other women would be delighted that their companion is so affectionate, you know? Are you telling me to take my affections elsewhere?”
“Not at all, please do continue. I just enjoy keeping you on edge.”

NSFW example

“What are you reading?”
“Pride and prejudice. I like the way Jane Austen writes.”
Yuuta hummed. Adam could feel him smile just from the sound. His wavy hair was tickling his neck with the way Yuuta had laid his chin on Adam’s shoulder. After a while, the brunette turned to look at him, finding dark eyes staring back, creased by a smile.
“You’re very handsome when you’re focused. Your brows furrow and you get a crease right here.”
Yuuta pressed his finger gently between Adam’s eyebrows, where the bridge of his nose connected to his forehead.
“I’ll look old faster.”
“Stop thinking about that.” Yuuta laughed, moving closer and placing a kiss to Adam’s lips. There was nothing unusual in the way he had kissed him. And yet Adam felt something stir in his stomach. Cold? Heat? He couldn’t tell, but he felt it. As soon as Yuuta parted, he chased him and kissed him again and he felt the raven-haired boy smile against his lips. So they kissed again. And again. And each time Adam felt bolder. The kisses lingered longer, his hands moved to Yuuta’s head and he felt the other’s hands reach his shoulders.
He felt Yuuta gently nip at his lower lip, so he parted his mouth hesitantly, yet curious to feel what was coming next. Despite the fervor he felt coming from Yuuta, his boyfriend stayed gentle, tentative, slow. Adam was grateful for that. There was a small part of him that was afraid, but it was as if Yuuta’s kisses and touches were melting it all away. His hands on Adam’s chest, slowly massaging it up and down, then traveling to his shoulders, then neck, then the back of his head. It felt divine. At some point, Yuuta’s tongue pressed against Adam’s and what he once thought would feel weird or gross felt amazing. Yuuta moved slowly as if every act was studied, and calculated. The ball of his piercing pressed and massaged against Adam’s tongue and the contrast between that and the soft flesh was sending the brunette in overdrive. Had he told his past self that he would have been so, so grateful for Yuuta’s tongue piercing one day, he would have called himself a madman. He couldn’t help letting out small breaths in between kisses, and he felt Yuuta’s smile grow wider at that, his hands moving to tug at his shirt.
“Can I?” Yuuta asked parting away to catch his breath, and Adam almost whined at the loss of contact. But he appreciated the question.
“Yes…may I do the same?” Adam kept his gaze low, too embarrassed to look Yuuta in the eyes, but he moved one hand to the other’s waist, where his tank top had sightly risen up and uncovered the pale flesh above Yuuta’s hipbone. He pressed his thumb there, rubbing slow, gentle circles.
“Hmmm, what if I gave you a little show?” Yuuta replied, pulling off Adam’s shirt and placing a hand on his chest, slowly pushing him down until he was lying comfortably on the couch, his head propped up by a couple of cushions. Yuuta slowly climbed on the brunette’s lap, thighs at each side of the other’s hips, his movements calculated, sensual, but slow and tentative as to not overwhelm Adam, who still had never felt as overwhelmed as in that moment, but in the best way possible. Green eyes followed slowly each movement of Yuuta’s hands as they travelled down to the hem of his tank top, starting to lift it up slowly, gradually uncovering first his hipbones, then his pierced belly button, a little blue star; then his chest, the balls of his piercings reflecting the golden light coming in from the window, until he whipped out his head, messing his dark hair up and looking back at Adam with a satisfied smile, the brunette’s smitten expression telling him everything he needed to know.
“I hope it wasn’t too much for you,” Yuuta whispered, leaning in as he hovered over Adam, his long hair creating a curtain around them. Anything the brunette wanted to say back died in his throat, his hands immediately finding their way to the back of Yuuta’s hair as he pulled up and kissed him again, feeling the other reciprocate with the same passion. As the kisses grew in fervor, so did their movements, bodies pressing against each other, closer and closer, following a rhythm that was theirs and theirs alone, an attempt to merge together. Yuuta’s hips kept pressing against Adam’s crotch and the touches and sensations that in the past would have sent him into a spiral of terrible memories were now the very things he was growing addicted to. Rather, they were addicting because it was Yuuta fuelling those touches, it was he who was giving Adam those sensations.“Is this good?” Yuuta breathed out, moving his hips slowly, dragging them against Adam’s own, feeling him grow and harden.
“Yes, yes, it's so good…you’re so good.” Adam pressed his forehead against Yuuta’s shoulder, arms wrapped completely around his back, and in a moment of clarity, he stilled.
“Are you sure you want this?”
the question made Yuuta stop in his tracks as well.
“What do you mean?”
“Are you sure you’re… doing this because you want to?”
Yuuta looked at Adam for a while, before a fond smile crept onto his lips. Leaning down, he pressed his forehead against his boyfriend’s, humming.
“This is the first time in my entire life I am doing all of this just because I want to. The first time I actually feel safe doing any of this. I don’t expect…anything out of this. I just want us to…connect. Does that make sense?”
“yes, yes it does. I think I feel the same.” Adam’s body relaxed. Knowing Yuuta was doing this because he wanted because he felt safe and out of love, and not because he felt like he had to, made him feel better.
“Do you want to go all the way?” Yuuta asked, his oice low but gentle as his hips picked up their movement again. Adam was unsure. He wanted to eventually, but part of him was still so afraid. Would he make it? Would it bring back the memories? And then, at the back of his head, screeching there was that voice telling him he was putting his soul at stake even more engaging in those activities. Yuuta sensed his distress and cupped his cheeks with both of his hands.
“We don’t have to go all the way. We don’t have to do anything. We can continue like this or stop. I just want you to feel okay. I want you to feel good.” Yuuta peppered the other’s face in kisses as he spoke, moving from Adam’s forehead to his nose, cheeks, chin, lips.
“I… want to be yours. And I want it to happen in any way that feels the best for you, because I know I’ll be happy as well…does that make sense?”
It did. Somehow it did. Looking at Yuuta in such a vulnerable moment and listening to the way he talked made him feel safe. The kind of safety that, once, way back when he was a child, faith gave him. This was a different kind of faith, of worship, the kind you only do behind closed doors, the one you don’t talk openly about with others. And yet it is the most precious way of believing of all. Yuuta was no god and yet Adam felt like he could worship the very ground he walked on. He would have done it, if the other had asked. How could a love so strong ever be a sin? How could loving, emotionally and physically, someone who gave you back unconditional love be a sin?1 John 4:16 said "So we have come to know and to believe the love that God has for us. God is love, and whoever abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him.”
1 Corinthians 13:4-6: "Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth."God is Love. God loves all his children. To love is to abide by God. Yuuta was not a believer; yet Adam looked at him, at the way he loved and felt that he had never been any closer to divinity. On a shitty couch, in a small shared apartment, illuminated by the light coming in by the blinds. It felt more like a church than any other building, their act sacred like baptism.
Adam let Yuuta guide most of the actions; he had more experience anyway, from protection to positions, Yuuta lowered himself slowly while holding onto Adam’s shoulders, letting out a quiet sigh as the brunette inhaled sharply.
“All good?”
I’m so afraid of finishing too fast for your taste because you feel amazing, but I’m too embarrassed to tell you.
Adam grunted in response, wrapping his arms around Yuuta and pulling him down, the two resting their foreheads against each other.
“I’ll move, okay?” Yuuta breathed out.
As the raven-haired boy moved his hips, Adam involuntarily chased after him, trying to match his movements under Yuuta’s guidance.
How could a person be addictive? Yuuta’s warmth around and on top of him was intoxicating, it made Adam struggle to keep quiet, incoherent grunts and moans spilling from his lips.
“You feel so good…”Yuuta sighed, letting out a whimper when Adam’s hips pushed deeper under the praise.
As Adam feared, his climax reached him quickly, his legs shaking and movements faltering, but Yuuta didn’t make fun of him, unlike he feared.
He leaned down, pressing their chests together and kissing Adam gently.
“All good? Is it okay if I continue a little? I’m so close too…” Yuuta’s silken voice almost completely awoke Adam’s arousal again, his only thought at the moment pleasing his partner. Adam nodded frantically, making Yuuta laugh as he straightened up again, picking the pace back up.

Fandom list

Here is a (mostly) comprehensive list of fandoms and media I am into/know well enough. I am certainly missing bits, and I am always available to write for series I am not familiar with.ANIME/MANGA/DANMEI/NOVELS
-Yuuri on ice
-Ouran High school host club
- attack on Titan
-Fullmetal Alchemist
-Soul Eater
-Banana Fish
-Code Geass
-Chainsaw Man
-Moriarty The Patriot
-Black Butler
-Blue Period
-The summer Hikaru Died
-DRCL Midnight children
-Mo Dao Zu Shi
-Heaven Official's Blessing
-Scum Villain's self saving system
-Death Parade
-Mob Psycho 100
-One Punch Man
-Evangelion
-Promare
-Our Dreams at Dusk
-Blood Blockade battlefront
-Bungou stray Dogs
-Death Note
-Demon Slayer
- Devilman Crybaby
-Dokyuusei
-Dr. Stone
-Hetalia
-JJBA
-Kiznaiver
-Monster
-Nana
- No. 6
-Owari no seraph
-Keroro
-Sk8 the infinity
-Millionaire detective
-Stranger by the shore
-Vampire knight
-Vatican Miracle ExaminerGAMES
-Nier Automata
-Genshin Impact
-Honkai Starrail
-Stardew Valley
-Scarlet Hollow
-Hades
-Detroit Become HumanTV SHOWS
-Law & Order SVU
-Law & Order Criminal Intent
-CSI
-Criminal Minds
-The mentalist
-Stranger Things
-Unbrella academy
-Three body problem
-BBC Sherlock

FAQ

-Do you accept repeat customers?
Absolutely! If you like the way I work and have multiple ideas you’d like to see me execute I will be more than happy to help you bring them to life.-Do you write for [x Fandom]?
You can check if your fandom is in my list, but if you can’t find it you can still ask! Even if I am not familiar with the franchise I’m more than happy to research on my own.-What kinks do you write for?
I am quite open to the majority of kinks, and it’s impossible for me to cover all the possibilities in a list, I doubt I even know them all, so don’t be afraid to ask! I’ll be happy to work it out with you- I really want to commission you for my OC/ship/characters I like, but I’m not sure about the details or plot…
I’ll be more than happy to brainstorm some ideas with you! We can work out what you like or don’t like, plot, headcanon, anything of the sort!