Cyrah~💌

What I Offer:

Custom short stories (original or drabbles. Click here for fandoms)

Love letters (personal or character-based)

Light editing for short writing pieces 

Writing advice

Genres I Love Writing:

Romance (usually paired with the genres below)

Fantasy

Slice-of-life

Historical

Open to requests!

What I Don’t Write:

Explicit adult content 

Heavy gore 

Strong political/religious themes 

Traumatic events 

Incest 

Minors with adult characters/people 

Rates and Pricing for Writing Commissions:

Prices are based on word count and complexity.

Words Rate (NZD)

1-300 words $5

301–500 words $10

501–800 words $15

801–1000 words $20

1001+ words $20+

Rewrites & Extras:

First rewrite: Free

2nd+ rewrite: +$5 each

Rush deadline (under 48 hrs): +$10

Heavily researched or unfamiliar topic: +$15

Price negotiation is something I’m open to 

Please note: Rwrites are when I send you the entire writing piece after I finished and you find yourself dissatisfied with my work and ask me to rework the whole thing again.

How It Works For Writing Commissions:

Send me what you’re looking for (genre, plot, characters, specifics, etc.)

I’ll confirm if I can take the commission and give a time estimate

Once I’m set up for payments: 50% upfront payment → Wait → I’ll send a writing preview 

Approval → Final payment → I deliver the full piece

The initial 50% payment that is made upfront is non-refundable, as once the payment has been made, I will start working on your piece, and the 50% upfront payment is to cover for any work that has been done to your piece. Once you decide to cancel your commission, I will give you the piece that has been worked on so that you may do with it as you wish.

You enjoy your story, I can buy food after school

Rates and Pricing for Editing and Proofreading Commissions:

Services (NZD) Rate

Proofreading $3 per page

Light editing $4 per page

Heavy editing $10 per page

Please note: When you hire me as an editor, I will do an overall quality check, help work on clarity and structure for your piece of writing, and will help with the flow. However, if you hire me as a proofreader, I will do surface-level checks for small mistakes like typos, spelling errors, grammatical errors, and formatting. Overall, editors are someone you hire when you want to focus on the bigger picture, while proofreaders are someone you hire when you want to just dust over the work.

How It Works For Editing and Proofreading Commissions:

Send me what you want me to look over and work on (genre, plot, type of writing, number of pages, specifics, etc of your piece of writing.)

I’ll confirm if I can take the commission and give a time estimate

We work out the number of instalments you are willing to do

Based on the number of pages that you would like me to go through, we can work on establishing a payment plan where you pay me in installments.

After I have gone through a certain number of pages, you send me the chunk of money for that installment.

Failing to send the installment of money will result in me putting a pause on your work until you decide to cancel the commission in which I will no longer edit your work, or I will not go through your work until you decide to pay me the installment.

You enjoy your edited and proofread work, I can buy food after school

Payment Method:

Stripe

Timeline

Short pieces (~800 words or ~5 pages): 1-3 days

Longer commissions (+800 words or +5 pages): 3–10 days or longer depending on school schedule

Well, not exactly threaten, but he would softly scold you in a way that uplifts you in his own firey way

"You’re well-fed, healthy, and still breathing. You think I’d date a starving dumbass?"

However, if you genuinely are unhappy with your current body type, or if you find that your body has been providing you with some health issues, you'd best believe that Bakugo is your number one coach in the gym

In fact, he would encourage you to come to the gym with him

Of course, he won't be too pushy about it. He'll ask one or twice before he himself goes alone

But when you are there, best believe he is encouraging you

"C’mon! Move your ass, Teddy Bear, I believe in you—but you’ll still look good either way."

Skinny Reader

I didn't mention this in the headcanons above, but Bakugo is the type of guy who would 100% roast society's beauty standards if he finds that you compare yourself to how you don't fit them

Trust me

He really will be roasting it front and back, not just with his quirk

That tongue can do a lot of stuff when it comes to roasting

"Oh no, you’re not curvy enough for dumbass society? Good. Less fake shit to deal with."

If you feel insecure about not being curvaceous in certain areas, then he's also going to let you know that it's okay

Just because you don't have a lot of mass on you doesn't mean you are any less lovable and less deserving of love

In fact, he will tell you that sometimes the best things come in smaller sizes

If you find that maybe you're too skinny or that perhaps you feel like it causes health concerns, then best believe that Bakugou has now turned into your personal chef

He will cook for you so many things

He would cook for you all sorts of foods and desserts and bring you meals and snacks just to make sure that your happy little tummy bloats every time he feeds you

"You’re not skipping a meal under my roof, got it?"

In fact, it brings him slight satisfaction seeing you huff and puff on the sofa with your tummy all bloated with the food he's made for you

It inflates his pride astronomically

Freckles

Okay, personally, I adore freckles

Anyone who has freckles are blessed by the stars

And Bakugo shares my same opinions, okay

Bakugo, just like me, believes that freckles are when stars came down from the sky and kissed your little face when you're born

Or when you start developing them

"They’re fuckin’ cute, idiot"

If you stare in the mirror while in his room and complain about your freckles

Trust me

Bakugo's gonna be pulling out some crazy numbers

He'll literally comment so casually and quickly on how many freckles you have

And that is when you learn he has counted them

Maybe more than once

Especially on sleepless nights

While others are counting sheep, he's counting those cute, adorable little freckles on your face.

Because, come on, your face is already so cute

The freckles just add to the cuteness factor, and Bakugo believes that the more you have, the better

Speaking of staring at your face and counting your freckles

There have been times when hanging out with groups or when Bakugou stares into the distance, one of your guys' friends will nudge you and point it out that a certain blonde Pomeranian has been staring at your face with soft eyes for quite a while

And don't get me started if he notices when they run down your body

He's awestruck

He wants to see more

He will find ways to see more

He won't admit it, though, trust me

He will enjoy seeing you wear outfits that especially show off your shoulders if they run down there

Because next thing you know, Bakugou is constantly behind you, arms around your waist, staring at your neck and your shoulders, counting each individual little freckle that litters your skin

Acne Scars / Skin Texture

I feel like he would genuinely do not understand why you're insecure about your acne scars

And I also feel like you would have to explain to him why you're insecure about said acne scars

When he understands he's gonna get so annoyed at you

Cuz that pretty little head of yours is finding the most natural bodily results of natural body phenomena, something to be ashamed of

And he will not settle for you being insecure about that

In fact, he will scold you about

"So what, your body adjusted to life like it’s supposed to, and you’re mad? Pathetic"

He will say how it's natural and how it's bound to happen to everyone

He may or may not even share some of his middle school pics

If u find that you're that unhappy about your acne scars or feel like it's getting a little too much for you to handle, Bakugo is your partner in crime because now

Suddenly every time he's winding down for bed, he will drag you into his dorm room just to do skincare together

I can definitely see him as a guy who would complain about how it's so girly and so stupid and he doesn't need it

But he's following you a little too eagerly

A bit faster than you too

He's sitting down with such compliance with his arms crossed as he complains about how he does not need to have any skincare applied to him

He puts on one of those pink headbands to push his hair back as you sit on his lap and apply a mud mask to his face

But if you find that you already have skincare and it's not working out for you, and it really gets you upset that you have tried so hard to get rid of them and nothing's working, then Buck goes on the job for you

He's going to be interrogating you on which products you have tried, and then you go on a deep thorough research that he's forced himself into

Analyzing the data he's collected from you and statistically determine which would be the best kind of skincare for you based on what you've used and what you've said gets the best results

And not only that

"Though I have yet to be crowned King, I'll have you informed that as Crown Prince, it is not decided upon me that I need to have the patience of a king right now, dear sister."

He snides as he leans forward to try and grab my hand to make me make a move. However, I manage to move it just before he can reach it, causing him to groan even louder than before and flop back onto his space on the seat. 

"Fine. I'll move my remaining knight from G5 to... E—" The words dial in my tongue as the room to the study opens, as one of the maids walks in—the head maid. Black hair turning into grey, signifying the years of work she's spent as a maid here.

"Princess Ophelia, Your Highness. His and Her Majesty the King and Queen would like to see you. They request an audience, immediately." My brow arches as Alaric lets out a small curse under his breath, looking at the maid, then me. 

"Make your move before you leave. You'd better make it, otherwise... I will throw a piece at you." He threatens as he arises from his seat, dusting off his slacks as he puts on his coat, lined with fur along the top and edges. "Though it is strange, might I say, that mother and father would be requesting you out of nowhere. I wonder what's so urgent that they must request an immediate audience with you? Do you know what you did to make Mother and Father make such a request?" 

I shake my head, quietly as I arise from my seat as well, and glance at the door. "I'll try to be back quickly, but in the meantime, just move my knight from G5 to E4." 

He chuckles as he nods, bending down to move my knight to the position I told him. With a quick nod of farewell, I take myself out of the room and walk along the hallways following the headmaid, close behind. The clanking of shoes muffled by the carpet underneath as we pass by different corridors and hallways, rooms, and knights as they bow as we pass by. The silence stretched long and thin as I observed the maid, her shoulders tense, her head looking straight forward, her hands clutched tightly before her, clasped one over the other.

"Is something the matter?" I inquire, watching as she quickly snaps her eyes at me before glancing away. 

"I'm sorry, my princess, but I can't say. They didn't tell me much, your parents. They simply requested that I find you and ask you to make an audience with them." She answers, dry hands rubbing over each knuckle along as she glances down before looking to the side, catching the eyes of a certain redhead. "Larkspur, come here quickly. I need you to do something for me." She beckons my lady-in-waiting. 

"Yes, Madame Pomfrey?" Viviana Larkspur arrives with a quick chirp as she greets Madame Promfrey. Green eyes are glinting, expecting some sort of bark of command or instructions on how to attend to me. 

The older woman's eyes narrow, a scrutinizing gaze that soon softens, almost like pity. "Prepare a glass of water and some snacks for Her Highness in her chambers. His and Her Majesty have requested an audience. And be sure to be waiting outside the throne room to receive her highness and escort her back. I want her taken care of after the audience." 

"Of course, Madam Pomfrey." She says with a quick bow before turning to me. "Is there any requests you would like to make for your snacks, your highness?" 

I shake my head, lips turning upwards just ever so softly. "No, but thank you, Viviana, for the offer. Just get any snacks you want and wait for me in my room with some water. I promise I'll be fine. I'm sure it's not going to be something too much to worry about." 

With a quick smile and firm nod, she sets off, walking in the direction of the kitchen, as Madame Pomfrey and I continue walking down the halls, before reaching the large oak doors that would lead to the throne room. She sighs, hands slowly rubbing against each other as she demands that the guards open the doors for my arrival. They obey, heavy armor glinting against the light, as two knights take one handle on each side of the door and push it open, allowing me to walk forward and make my presence silently known. 

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Hey guys! So sorry I haven't posted in so long, this is just a draft from my novel and I thought it would be nice for me to share it with you :)

This is a fraction of the first chapter and I don't want to reveal verything just yet, but for anyone interested its a political fantasy with a romantic subplot.

I am working on it but sometimes I feel like progress is slow, but I'm changing that and turning it around!