#YEYE!

[horimasoshi]

Stanarrator hahaha :D I love them so much guys

[eyenaku]

hoiya! opening up exactly two coloured sketch commission slots so I have some spare money to get the DCA yootooz figurine!

I can only take venmo payments at the moment as I don’t currently have a PayPal account for personal reasons. However, if truly needed, I can use a friend’s PayPal account!

specifics:

-payment upfront -delivery via tumblr DMs, discord, or email with a google drive link, which will complete the transaction. I will send it as a watermarked image beforehand to ask if you're satisfied with it!

-no background (you can pick from the 2 styles listed)

additionally, my recent sketch-style artwork has a texture layer over the canvas that also lightens the piece’s colors somewhat; I can remove it if desired

-no nsfw or mecha -complex designs may be simplified -1 character + 1 minor revision (minor as in changes that aren’t to the entire piece’s composition)

by default I will be posting these when they’re finished but if you’d rather I don’t, let me know!

send me a DM if you’re interested!

EDIT: no slots left!

[itsbarbiebiiittchhhhh]

Françoise Hardy by Willy Rizzo, 1967

[spaceinvadeeer]

lost on you

[cleopatragirlie]

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧ç𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞 ❀

[likesdoodling]

Doodles :D

[steelsuit]

Added the back view to the Paladin of the Ancients armor set!

[amorchai]

thinking about a pining best friend!jess mariano. 

you practically live in your room by your desk with headphones playing soft beats to study for the final exams before graduating from stars hollow high, you practically live on the cosy cottage bungalow alone. too focused on the music and writing notes that you don’t hear jess mariano rattling the window above your bed until you see a figure fall on top of the duvet. 

jess, the pining idiot, just murmurs something and you take your headphones off and he just goofily mutters a, “hey. thought i’d drop by, y’know?” turning to your bookcase and complaining about the sheer number of romance. you promise him ice cream if he shuts up and lets you study for a while. 

jess, who’s scarily in love but has no idea how to express it only connects his thumb and pointer finger across his lips as a mimic of zipping his mouth and throwing away the imaginary key before skimming through your awful friends to lovers book but secretly wishing it could end up like you both. glancing up at you while the desk lamp emits warm glow across your face quite like an angel in the dark room and he wants to kiss you there and then. 

jess, who nods and pats the spot beside him whenever you glance over, coaxing you to cuddle him for a while because he can only bear your company, no one else’s. 

jess, who rolls his eyes but sighs in a nod when you ask to play 'friends' when he won at your distraction to come lay beside him. breathing straggled and uneven when your breath hits his neck and tucks further into his side. 

jess, the infatuated best friend, who watches you sleep and is glad your insomniac self can catch up on a nap in the evening because you’ve been working yourself to death with the upcoming work. chuckling fondly when you wake up and freak at the night sky, thinking you overslept be he assures it’s only been half an hour and there’s still plenty of time. 

jess, who watches you walk back to the desk, sleepy eyes and long cosy cardigan over your frame and asking which of two freezer ice cream flavours he wants can only blurt out, “let’s go on a date,” in return. 

jess, blushing profusely, trying to play it down when you go wide-eyed and look back to your friend, “you. me. date?” and with a casual nod, purse lips to hide his internal freakout, he responds, “well, that is what a date means. is it not?” 

jess, who can only be left in your room bewildered and face beat red, for the first time speechless as one thought runs through his mind, how you said “yes,” straight after. 

[lettheladylead]

i wanted to finish this but i know myself and i know i wont so enjoy unfinished dickie duck lofi-except-its-dancing-in-the-moonlight-by-toploader

[dovesick]

in sheep’s clothing

[doshegotabo0ty]

[presumablystrange]

Françoise sings L'Amour s'en va, 1963

[macumbaarts]

[itsbarbiebiiittchhhhh]

Françoise Hardy playing a record

[static-x3]

[Static wasnt really paying attention, the sounds acting as a kind of white noise for their mind. theyd calmed down at this point, just letting themselves unwind further, giving a content sigh]

*a portal opened up as a girl with pink hair was dropped from the ceiling and she had cried out*

(Oop-)

[Static doesn't do much but flinch slightly at the noise, display buried in Morgans chest with their arms wrapped around him, the both of them sitting on their couch covered in blankets, the windows showing it was snowing]

"wh- God dammit another-?"

[cleopatragirlie]

𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧ç𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐨 (𝟏𝟗𝟔𝟔)