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we ain’t got nothing to lose. / independent oc roleplay blog. currently a work in progress. /

my hand sort of slipped and i decided to make another blog for another character of tony's universe.

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I'm calling semi to full hiatus on all my roleplay accounts due to the fact my living conditions are currently very unstable and I'm not sure if I'll have a roof over my head these next few weeks, let alone internet in the next few days.

This goes for:

incendivity, nigricant, scnticous, vyssinis, ostracis,  8ourasque

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Fern's Commission Post, part 2!

So, as mentioned in my writing commission post, my family and I are on a very bad pinch. We currently have the equivalent of only literal 13$ to survive for the next weeks and both mom and I are dependent of medication to be safe and healthy. It’s bad, yes, and I’m here to ask for your help! Not for free, though — in commissions, as you can see!

Now, however, the commissions are for my drawings! Samples of my work are on the links!

Sketch/Faceshot: $1

Monochrome sketch: $2.50

Flat-colored faceshot: $2

Flat-colored drawing: $3.50

More detailed drawing: $4.50

More samples: (x), (x), (x), (x), (x), (x), (x) I’m willing to discuss what you want through fanmail, asks and Skype. I’d rather receive the payment in advance as this is an emergency, so I ask you to be understanding. The delivery of the commission will be done between one and three days; if anything delays the delivery, I’ll warn you in advance. My Paypal is sarcoline@yahoo.com and you can message me at either of these accounts.

I’m willing to draw:

Full body shots*.

Fandoms, any fandoms.

Original characters, as long as I’m provided description/references. 

Gore, bruises, blood, etc.

I am not willing to draw, due to the fact I want to keep my work with a decent level of quality.

Smut.

Multiple characters in the same picture.*

Backgrounds.

* It can be discussed, but let it be known it is not my area of expertise.

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Fern's Commission Post, part 2!

So, as mentioned in my writing commission post, my family and I are on a very bad pinch. We currently have the equivalent of only literal 13$ to survive for the next weeks and both mom and I are dependent of medication to be safe and healthy. It’s bad, yes, and I’m here to ask for your help! Not for free, though — in commissions, as you can see!

Now, however, the commissions are for my drawings! Samples of my work are on the links!

Sketch/Faceshot: $1

Monochrome sketch: $2.50

Flat-colored faceshot: $2

Flat-colored drawing: $3.50

More detailed drawing: $4.50

More samples: (x), (x), (x), (x), (x), (x), (x) I’m willing to discuss what you want through fanmail, asks and Skype. I’d rather receive the payment in advance as this is an emergency, so I ask you to be understanding. The delivery of the commission will be done between one and three days; if anything delays the delivery, I’ll warn you in advance. My Paypal is sarcoline@yahoo.com and you can message me at either of these accounts.

I’m willing to draw:

Full body shots*.

Fandoms, any fandoms.

Original characters, as long as I’m provided description/references. 

Gore, bruises, blood, etc.

I am not willing to draw, due to the fact I want to keep my work with a decent level of quality.

Smut.

Multiple characters in the same picture.*

Backgrounds.

* It can be discussed, but let it be known it is not my area of expertise.

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                              V I G O A R E;                                    force, strength, vigor.

                       independent, semi-selective historical oc blog.                     HOME ; ASK ; ABOUT ; RULES; CREDIT; CREDIT;

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▬ ╬         "You don't need to worry about buying back for me." He took the fresh bread and unwrapped it, taking a generous piece of the baked good out. He then proceeded to offer it to her. It still felt warm against his digits. "Don't worry, my hands are clean. I can also show you the way back to the bakery, if you like the bread." There was no reason why he couldn't, after all, his mental schedule was free until much later.

"Are you sure?" It wasn’t like she couldn’t buy one herself, of course, but her love for baked goods seemed to seep a little too much and it was hard to hide how the bread does look delicious. Akane, at least tried to control yourself and make yourself a bit more believable. "I’ll be sure to buy those back for you! If you don’t mind showing me where the bakery is.. of course."

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▬ ╬          "Her eyes were blue, as far as I could           tell."

         He looked down, remembering the woman's          visage. She was probably not who the other          thought she was, but there was no harm in          that. He looks back up at the other male and          nods.

         "Her name was Helena, as far as I remember."

     “They glowed, huh?” It could be a coincidence, plenty of creatures’ eyes seemed to shine brightly; whilst his own sucked out all the light. Shoulders slumped with those last words, denial setting in as he compulsively attempted to shield the way he looked.   “Yeah, I’m pretty sure she is. Uh.. Did they     have a blue tint to them? And did you catch     her name?”

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If we roleplay:

1. Don’t apologize for being late/slow with replies.

2. Take all of the time you need. Days, weeks, months, doesn’t matter. Don’t put yourself under stress because of such pointless things.

3. Your personal life out of character along with your health are the most important. If you drop a thread/conversation/whatever, it’s alright. Just stay safe and take care.

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Name 1 thing about my muse and they will have to tell you if it's true or false.

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▬ ╬           He had no qualms about sharing his food. He was never           one to eat too much and the idea never bothered him too           much. "I bought in a bakery a few streets back." He makes           a small pause. "If you want a piece of it, I don't mind sha--           ring. Fresh bread is always a good treat."

"Eh..?" Was she staring a little too much at the bread he was holding? She does love bakery, but surely keeping on staring must be rude. "S-Sorry, I didn’t mean to stare. I’m just wondering where you get them, they look nice." She couldn’t take the food he was going to eat, could she?

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Sometimes I stare at this blog and wonder why I log on everyday.

Then I remember Tumblr doesn't log out after you turn off the computer.

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▬ ╬           "Do you want it?"

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psa on formatting;; i don’t give a frick frack didily dack paddy whack what sort of formatting you use when we write together, whether you’ve got fancy shit up the wazoo, or whether it’s just straight up plain. however i style my own is simply a personal choice, because i enjoy writing that certain way. never feel the need to do the same, or to tart up your own style. you’re all precious unicorns in my humble opinion, so just spread the love       !! peace, bruh.

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Good evening, Tumblr.

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                                     Your whole body is  Ｃ Ｏ Ｒ Ｒ Ｕ Ｐ Ｔ

                      and no amount of   s c r u b b i n g    can      wash       you          clean.

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▬ ╬          Perhaps the fact that you swung between the personality you crafted for your comfort and the personality you truly held helped you being unpredictable. In your opinion, you were rather boring -- restrained and polite, people never took you for the threat you truly were. Once raised a hound, always a hound, and you couldn't deny your nature its calling. But that did not matter right now, not when you had such a pleasant visit.

        You had no plans of biting him, so there was no need for you to think of your days as a dog. Those were long gone, after all, and you should be happy for it.

        You are, really.

        It's just hard to get used to good when you were so used to the bad.

        He speaks and there's a smirk forming on his lips. Your expression barely changes as that, but you force a smile into your visage. Sitting down beside him, you shrug lightly. "If you don't wish to eat them, I can always do the impossible and eat them all for both of us." A pause. "I wouldn't recommend that, though. My grandmother's maid bakes incredible cookies."

You grin a bit as he compliments you back with ease, something that always seemed to shock you. Out of everything that you expected of Vicente, you always received the unexpected, as subtle as it was. He was a constant joy in the fact he was never boring, although sometimes conversations struggled for a topic. You’re very lucky to be in an occupation which grants you a bit of flamboyance and social outwardness to talk to mostly anyone, and you’re glad for it, especially around him.

"My, aren’t you sweet." You wink at him a bit before he gestures toward the couch and you take a seat, relaxing against the cushions before he returns with the tray, setting it down.

It all smells wonderful and it relaxes your shoulders and how nice it all was, and you smile, gentler this time. You had to ease out of your practiced model expressions, and he was making it easy to do so.

"Cookies, too? You only promised me tea." You murmur, smirk twitching at your lips.