Writing Commissions 2018Well this feels a little strange to be doing, but I’m now open for writing commissions! Writing is what I love and I need money so I figured why not?
Examples of my work: ( 1, 2, 3 ) I also have this tumblr account specifically for my writings.
As you can see, I am capable of doing both short stories and multiple-chapter stories. I work best with prompts like in Dip Your Feather Wisely but I’m flexible.
Fandoms I am most familiar with:
Mass Effect (not Andromeda)
Transformers (specify universe)
LOTR/the Hobbit/The Silmarillion
Wildest Dreams Part 13Hermione groggily opened her eyes the next morning, her head was pounding dully, and she was still held tightly in Draco’s arms. An unbeknownst smile played across her lips as she looked at Draco through her dark hungover eyes. Maybe there was more here than she had originally allowed herself to believe, it was clear to her that there was something here that was not here before. She reluctantly moved from his comforting grasp to reach for the glass of water she normally kept at her bedside. As she reached out to the nightstand it clicked. This was not her nightstand, and this was not her room. Draco had taken her to his room last night. As her eyes adjusted to the much dimmer room she finally noticed all the emerald and silver décor. Of course, she thought to herself, he was not able to get her into her room while she was passed out. He would not have known the answers to the questions her knocker would ask. How could she be so stupid?
This new realization left her with only
Wildest Dreams Part 12If you would have told Hermione that one day that her favorite study buddy would be Draco Malfoy she would have literally died from laughing so hard. Now the two of them set curled up on the couch in the eighth-year common room deep into their notes, burning down a Friday night studying for the few weeks left before the holidays. He really was very smart and nice when he wanted to be, it was a pity that his family had corrupted him for so long. It was not hard to imagine the kind of person he would have been had it not been for his family. Either way, she was proud of the person he was so quickly becoming, working on moving pasts the prejudice his family had raised him to believe in. Time passed so quickly while they were studying they managed to keep going right on through dinner before either one of them had any idea. Hermione’s stomach began to grumble softly breaking her concentration from their notes.
“Damn we studied straight through dinner,” Hermione said sligh
Wildest Dreams Part 11Thank Merlin it was Thursday. Classes had been ramping up the work as November was quickly coming to an end. There was just a little over a month before Christmas and the professors were trying to get in as much as they could before the Holidays. It was half-past one by the time Hermione got back to her room after Astronomy and it was well after two by the time she finally drifted off to sleep. She had never been more grateful for a three-day weekend to catch up on studying.
A loud thud from outside her room startled her awake from a deep sleep. She sat upright in bed, wand already in hand and pointed at her door. She waited only a moment before jumping out of bed to investigate. She grabbed the throw from the end of her bed and wrapped it around her, wand drawn as she carefully opened her door.
It was pitch black on the landing between her and Malfoy’s rooms.
“Lumos” she whispered, a bright white light streaming from the end of her wand.
It took her eyes a moment to
Wildest Dreams Part 10Hermione woke with her head spinning, what had she done. When she finally managed to open her eyes, she was thankful that the curtains were pulled tight, blocking out the morning sun that tried to stream in through the windows. She could not remember ever feeling so horrible in her entire life, and that was saying something.
Then she remembered that she had not come up here alone, she looked around but Malfoy was not there. She sat there for a moment, clearly conflicted with how waking up without him there made her feel. It was a strange feeling, one she did not expect to have.
Nope, this was not happening. She pushed him out of her head and went to grab her glass of water from last night. When she turned to the nightstand there was a small vial with a note.
“Drink this, you won’t feel so shitty. – Draco”
An unintentional smile found its way across her lips and she picked up the tiny vial, uncorking it and placing the glass against her lips as she drank whatever
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