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[pianta]

my commissions for november are open! ★

hiii! i'm opening 5 slots for the holiday szn to help me with bills! feel free to reach out if you have any questions. any support is so so appreciated, it helps me stay afloat and allows me to keep creating, so thanks for considering!

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[waggtoon]

I feel like it's about time I reveal a big reason why things have been so slow when it comes to my art and comics. My family is moving. To tell the truth we have been planning said move for awhile, however things weren't 100% certain until recently (lots of things to finalize when moving).

Most of my time outside of my day job has been spent helping to pack things up, going through and clearing out stuff throughout the house, amongst other things. It's been pretty stressful, so I hope you can understand why I've been too pooped to draw lately for the most part.

The good news is the new house we're moving to is going to be much bigger, thus I'll have a bigger room thus more space to work. So I'll be finally able to get a new art desk that's more spacious and fun, well, at least as fun as I'm able to afford at least. Naturally it's gonna take some time for me to get settled and I'll be going on a vacation with my family soon after the move is done (we all need some time to relax after this), so it will be awhile before I'll be able to start a new day job (not to mention the time it takes to find one).

So while I'm normally not the type to beg for donations (well, I wouldn't say this is begging as it's not like I'm in big trouble, more like I'm politely asking), I would appreciate it if you would donate to my Ko-fi page. Every dollar would go to me helping to pay for various necessities as well as saving up for a fancy new workstation and even a new desktop if I can get enough.

I do plan on starting a new Ko-fi Drive and opening more commission slots soon, but since the move isn't set to happen until around the end of July, that won't be for awhile. If you're unable to donate at this moment, please feel free to spread the word by reblogging and sharing this post.

Thanks for all your support, I hope I can get back to making fun cartoony stuff for you all to enjoy soon.

[tessmontyart]

🎉It's time! Commissions are now open 💕 Please share this to help spread the word 🥰 If you’re interested please enquire through this google form, or emailing me at tessmontyart@gmail.com.

I wont be responding to DM enquiries anymore as that is a popular scammer method bots use nowadays 😢

I'm excited to draw your characters 💕💕

And if you're unable to, reblogging still helps me out a lot! 💖 Thank you everyone 🥰

[yaesnovels]

. buy me a coffee !

hi! as some of you may know, i‘m alyssa (aly, lyss) and i write genshin impact fanfiction!

unfortunately i have been struggling financially as i spend my current time with an unpaid internship (only receiving help from an agency to fund living and general expenses such as groceries) and will start earning a bit better (not a lot) money in august when i start my apprenticeship.

i aspire to become an optician and unfortunately, it is and will be really hard to get by the bit i will earn throughout three years (without going into too much detail, i will earn less than half of the minimum wage in germany every month despite working full time and going to school).

therefore, only if you wish for it, you can commission writings from me for a little fee of min. 4$ or however much you want to! this works with buy-me-a-coffee. of course, you can also just buy me a coffee (or book as it‘s stated on my page!) for just 2$.

you may also commission general writings with no specified names or original writings as you wish (= no fanfiction). i‘m pretty open in that sense.

commission a writing of your choice with whatever you desire. only limitation is a word count of 2.000 (this varies if you can tip additionally!)

thank you in advance for supporting me. i appreciate it a lot.

please proceed with this link to commission a work or buy me a coffee (book) !

even if you‘re unable to support me in this way, please reblog and spread the word! i appreciate any sort of support!

[cupidcitrus]

🌷COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN!

🌷Reblogs are highly appreciated! Please help me spread the word!

Since Twitter is a dumpster fire after Elon’s latest move… and I really need the money… I’m making an official commission post here. All details should be available on my carrd. If interested please DM me!

I should have examples linked on my carrd as well. I have most of my art posted on Twitter but if you are unable to view them (thanks a lot Elon! I hate your fugly ass!) then you can view them on my Instagram as well. Same username as here, @cupidcitrus

[starglitterz]

Hi! Can I get very chocolate pudding with a lot of whipped cream and some fresh fruits on that? Oh, and can I get the table for two, since I want to enjoy my meal with Xiao ☺️

hi !! omg i love the way you formatted this HAHA i feel like an actual cafe /g /pos

request; xiao fluff, jealousy, soulmate au

soulmate au: you and your s/o are able to communicate telepathically, although you're unable to control what thoughts they receive from you and vice versa. you are able to actively 'speak' with them via your mind, but even your idle thoughts will appear in their head, which may lead to sticky situations.

please reblog ! it helps a lot :)

( @aruuq )

xiao.

it's a regular day for xiao, as he's just returned to wangshu inn after eliminating a hilichurl camp which was getting too near his abode for his liking. he's also been fighting against the hidden darkness that trickles between dimensions, although he knows that battle will never be recognised by the mortals. however, he pushes all thoughts of work out of his mind and focuses on the light of his life - you. xiao genuinely can't wait for you to return from your commissions so you can spend time with him, and maybe even share almond tofu. of course, he would never tell you that, and he prays every day that your connection to him doesn't let his more... romantic ideas let slip.

'archons, who is this?' your familiar voice suddenly sounds in his mind, and xiao exhales, slowly relaxing his guard from how tensed he had become after hearing the sudden noise - he doubts he'll ever get used to this idea of having a soulmate, although he thinks you're the greatest blessing he's ever received. 'wait, he's talking to me!? quick, reply!' you panic, and xiao raises his hackles once more after hearing you say the word 'he'. who could you be talking to that you didn't know? 'y/n...?' he probes gently in his mind, hoping you answer. 'oh no, xiao, did you hear that?' comes your reply, filled with embarrassment. 'yes. who are you speaking with?' he asks, not allowing the envy beneath his tone to sneak through. 'some new member of the adventurer's guild... he says i'm his idol apparently,' you smile, and xiao can sense your happiness and pride at being addressed as such. 'where are you?' he queries, only for you respond, 'liyue harbour.' xiao's teleported away before you even finish sending him the mental message.

"and yes, i just look up to you a lot, and i think you're very cool," the man in front of you gushes like a child meeting their hero, prompting you to rub the back of your neck while beaming, "thank you so much, this genuinely means the world to me." "no problem, it's just the truth! and- what?!" he's cut off halfway through his sentence as his jaw drops. xiao's presence beside you is formidable, but you grin up at your boyfriend and press a kiss to his cheek, "hi, xiao! you had me worried for a sec there when you didn't reply." the adeptus permits a small smile to grace his features, "sorry, my dove," he emphasises the pet name, causing shock to spread across your expression, for he's not usually this forward in public... or in general, to be honest.

"ah, of course someone as marvelous as you has connections to the noble adepti!" the other adventurer still doesn't cease his praise, and you giggle at the assumption. xiao has never wanted to break his code of conduct before, but at this exact moment he desperately wants to impale this man with his polearm. and unfortunately for him, this thought is translated to your mind. you send him a horrified look and shake your head aggressively while mentally telling him a million times 'don't do it!'. xiao blushes at being caught, but maintains a neutral facade, attempting to control his irritation with this stupid man by clenching his fists.

"you know, the tales of your exploits failed to mention just how beautiful you really are," the adventurer smirks, raising your hand in an attempt to kiss it. you pull it away, slightly uncomfortable by his boldness, "thank you. but i do believe i should be going now." "aw, really? but i wanted to talk with you more! c'mon, can't we get a drink together?" the man pushes further, raising his eyebrows suggestively at you. xiao obviously knows you're uneasy, so he steps forward and gives the man his signature death stare, amber eyes gleaming with a hint of anger, "they have stated that they have to leave, so please respect their wishes." the other man is so terrified his knees start wobbling, and it's completely understandable, because it's not every day the last surviving yaksha reprimands you. with a hurried goodbye, he runs off with his tail between his legs.

the minute he's out of sight, you burst into laughter. "y/n, i really do not see the humour in this," xiao looks at you in confusion, although he's used to your crazy shenanigans by now. "xiao, that was so epic! but honestly, i couldn't take you seriously," you chuckle. "no way," his eyes widen at what you're insinuating. "yup, i could hear exactly what was going on in your mind the whole time!" you grin. xiao's worst fears have come true, and he wishes the ground would swallow him whole.

"don't worry though! it was super adorable, the whole-" you change your voice to imitate your boyfriend's, "'how dare he touch them, does he not know how wonderful they are? he should be taught a severe lesson.'" xiao hides his face in his hands, a gesture completely alien to him, but now he understands why the characters in those shows you love to watch do this whenever they're flustered - he can't bear to meet your playful gaze, "y/n..." "it's fine, xiao!" you cup his face and tilt it upwards to face yours, pressing your lips against his, "i'm just really glad you couldn't hear my thoughts." "and why is that, dove?" he asks, still pouting over being exposed. "they were all about how attractive you looked while defending me." the surprised yet pleased noise xiao makes when he hears that is one you'll never stop teasing him about.

quill speaks !

HELLO THIS IS SO CUTE?!??!??! plz xiao marry me rn

tags for the xiao simp gang; @yanbub & @bookuya & @xiaophobic - the way all the xiao stans are so cool,,, coincidence? i think not !

LOL but yes i hope u liked this !!

and i hope you enjoy your stay at quill’s dessert cafe, and do check out the menu if you'd like ! 🍭

© starglitterz 2021. do not repost or modify in any way.

[waywardfaerie555]

really need financial help

Hey,

I really hate to post stuff like this but honestly I could really use the help. My day job is slowly getting quieter meaning I’ve been going to work less days than I used to. I’m currently only working three (3) days out of an entire seven (7) day work week. As you can imagine this has cut my monthly paycheck roughly in half. I’m currently searching for a new job / side job to help me afford basic things, but the pandemic hasn’t really made finding jobs easy in my country.

I’m not asking for huge donations but please anything that you can give would honestly help me a lot.

[my p*yp*l link]

You can also commission me for readings (tarot, oracle or pendulum). My prices for readings start as low as $1.11 if you would prefer to commission a reading rather than donating with nothing in return.

[commission link]

If you are unable to donate that’s okay, reblogging helps a ton to spread the word <3

Again thank you so much for even just reading my post.

[arttheclown]

   okay guys, this post was a long time coming but here it is. my name is carling, i’m 25 years old & a nonbinary lesbian (she/her & they/them). i have spent the majority of my life in an extremely emotionally (and sometimes physically) abusive household dependent on a narcissistic mother who gaslights, belittles & manipulates me. she refuses to acknowledge me as my own person and treats me like a child despite the fact i am halfway through my 20s, and to make matters worse, her entire side of the family is aware of this behaviour & continues to enable it, telling me i deserve it & that i’m an idiot if i think i’ll be able to survive without her; their mentality is borderline cult-like, to put it mildly, and this realization has horrified me. a lifetime of exposure to their bullshit has severely damaged my self-view & self-esteem, along with the way i interact with others and the world around me, and i cannot handle it any longer. i no longer wish to be dependent on these people & am actively trying to break free of them.

   i have recently taken charge of my own financial situation & am in the process of finding somewhere to go, but things have not been easy for me. my mother is not only aware that i want to leave - she is actively discouraging & trying to sabotage me. as of today (november 6th, 2020), she attempted to coerce me into giving her a disability cheque that rightfully belongs to me, claiming that she will be unable to pay her bills without my help despite the fact the cheques are in my name and were always meant for me. i refused, but know this is far from over and fear for my mental health & safety so long as i’m living under her roof. to make matters more difficult, i am currently unemployed and do not have a working cellphone. i may need to afford a moving truck, along with utensils & brand new furniture. the only income i have is from the ontario disability support program; i receive $895 a month and still need to be able to afford groceries, a working phone & other necessities.

   i hate to put it like this, but i desperately need help. i am willing to commission writing pieces in exchange for donations & can offer simple drawings & playlists as well. if you are unable to donate, reblogs would be EXTREMELY appreciated as this situation is growing increasingly dire. IF YOU LIVE IN SOUTHERN ONTARIO & KNOW SOMEWHERE SAFE & LGBT-FRIENDLY I CAN GO OR SOMEONE WHO BELONGS TO THE LGBT COMMUNITY I CAN STAY WITH, PLEASE IM ME!!!

   i did not want to resort to making a post like this but my mother is quite literally trying to rob me & make me feel indebted / financially responsible for her. it’s unfair. i don’t deserve to be trapped with her & should be able to live happily & for myself. please don’t feel pressured to help me financially as i know we’re all struggling right now, but if you can at least spread the word, it would mean a lot to me.

   thank you.

PAYPAL.ME / KOFI.

[thetravelerwrites]

Cetzu (Finale) Lemon

Rating: Explicit Relationships: Male Changeling/Female Human Additional Tags: Exophilia, Lizardfolk, Changeling, Interspecies Romance, Monster Boyfriend, Sex, Double Dicks, Hemipenis Content Warnings: Pregnancy, Babies, Children Words: 6118

The finale of Cetzu’s story, generously commissioned by @ivymemnoch​! Many changes happen all at once that force both Cetzu and the reader to make drastic decisions regarding their courtship. Please reblog and leave feedback!

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Your father was beside himself with worry when you returned. You were five days overdue and he was on the verge of hiring a search party. He calmed down when you explained what happened and shook Cetzu’s hand, thanking him for saving your life. Cetzu tried to keep the grimace off his face, but he accepted the praise without comment.

Cetzu formally informed your father than he intended to court you properly over a period of several months, possibly a year. Your dad took it in stride, pleased that it would be a slow process and that Cetzu wouldn’t be taking his only child away immediately. After all, it wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen this coming. Just seeing the two of you together that first day told him all he needed to know.

Cetzu came to visit as often as he could in addition to sending letters. Your father decided to sleep on the cot in his workshop when Cetzu slept over, not saying a word about it. He had been young and in love too, once, and you were more than old enough to make your own decisions. Besides, he was never the “my house, my rules” type of dad, though he wasn’t above embarrassing the both of you at breakfast the next morning.

You cherished this new chapter of your life. You missed Cetzu terribly when he wasn’t there, but that just made his visits and letters that much sweeter. On the days when he was there, he spent time with your dad, too. Your dad taught him to make furniture, and Cetzu taught him to make his pieces more ornate. You’d had the thought more than once that they should go into business together. They’d have no competition.

The nights belonged to you and Cetzu. You made love often, learning each others body, experimenting with what the two of you liked and what you didn’t. It was fun and thrilling, but you always had the sense afterward that something was off. You were nervous about asking at first, but you got up the courage to ask him about it one night about four months in.

He sighed. “I still feel an imbalance. I feel… guilty for being this happy.”

You sighed too and stroked his forehead. “I know. I wish you didn’t.”

“Me too,” He said, kissing you. “I can’t stop thinking about that man laying on the ground, bleeding out, my claw marks in his neck. I have nightmares about it.” He butted his forehead against yours. “I don’t even know his name.”

“Have you looked for his family?” You asked.

“Yes,” He said. “He didn’t have one. He was an orphan who grew up on the streets. I found the people he was working with and they told me everything they knew about him, which wasn’t much. They used a nickname for him, but they didn’t know his real name.”

You imagined that made him feel even worse about the situation, but you didn’t say anything.

“We buried him on the farm. It’s the least I could have done, but it doesn’t fix anything. It’s actually worse now: the man I murdered is buried on my family’s property. A constant reminder of the worst mistake of my life.”

You snugged him in tighter. “I wish I could help you, Cetzu, but I don’t know how.”

“It’s alright,” He said. “I’ll figure it out. You’re all good to go for tomorrow, aren’t you?”

You and Cetzu were going to Tandale next to sell his and your father’s work. It was smaller than Coleville but was expanding quickly, and with all the houses going up, you figured people would need well-built furniture and beautiful trinkets to decorate their new homes.

“Yep,” You replied, rolling onto your back and pulling him on top of you. “The wagon is all packed and ready to go.” You stretched your neck up to give him a slow, deep kiss. “But let’s worry about business in the morning. There’s a different kind of business I’m concerned about right now.”

He gave a single, low chuckle and climbed onto you, using his knee to open your thighs.

“I want both this time,” You purred.

He braced himself on his hands and looked down at you. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” You said, flexing your thigh muscles against his waist. “I think I’m ready for it. Had lots of practice the last few months.”

He snorted. “If you say so. But we’ll go slow.”

“Sounds good to me,” You replied, pulling his body down onto yours. You loved the sound his scales made when you drug your fingernails down them. You loved the cool, soft feeling of his belly pressed against your body. You loved being crushed against him with his strong, hard arms. Everything about Cetzu made your heart race with excitement.

You reached between the two of you with both hands, one caressing his slit and the other circling your pearl, pleasuring each of you at the same time. He nibbled your ear and groaned. You could feel the slit opening slowly, and his twin cocks began to slither out, searching for your hand. They weren’t exactly prehensile, but they always seem to be right where they needed to be when they needed to be there.

“Turn over,” He said in a timbre so low it made your ribcage rattle. You suppressed a shiver of anticipation and obeyed. “Open up, please.”

You pushed your rear into the air and spread your legs wide, your face down in the pillows. He kissed the back of your head, the nape of you neck, continuing slowly down your spine, and nuzzled against the soft flesh of your bottom with his nose. His long, broad tongue pressed itself to your slit and you let out a broken moan. Looking back at him, you could see him stroking both of his bright red cocks in one hand while palming the skin of your left buttock in his large hand, kneading back and forth. His eyes were closed and he looked to be thoroughly enjoying himself. You had to say you were sharing that enjoyment.

Your thighs began to shake as the orgasm built and you whimpering into the sheets that were balled up in your fist against your mouth.

“Don’t hold back,” He said, muffled. “Moan for me.”

You could help but obey, the sound of your moans vibrating off the bedframe as the wave crested up and throughout your body, your muscles taut.

He rose up behind you, both of his cocks still in his hand, and began to push them both inside you. It was just on the line of being uncomfortable, but it was tolerable. It helped that you were dripping wet and that he was being extremely careful and slow. If he’d tried to jam them both in, it probably would have been quite painful.

When he was fully seated inside you, he stopped completely to let you adjust to the fit of him. You’d never felt so full before. While you adapted to the feeling, he lavished attention over your skin, touching your breasts and belly and kissing every inch he could reach. You turned your head so he could kiss your lips and you sighed against him, feeling his cool stomach pressed against your overheated back.

Slowly, he began to move, and you gasped, feeling sparks of pleasure. He gently built up speed and intensity, and soon you were gripping the headboard and moaning loudly, glad your father was sleeping in the annex and hopefully unable to hear you.

The bed rattled as he rammed into you harder, and you could feel the sweat dampening your body as you cried out over and over, feeling the explosion of ecstasy rush through your body. He released into you powerfully, his seed spurting out as quickly as it went in, and he fell on top of you, wheezing.

“You’re very heavy,” You said through your panting.

With effort, he moved off of you and to the side, pulling you against his belly.

The two of you lay there, entangled in each other, for several minutes as you got your breath back. Once you could sit up without the room swirling, you went and got a damp cloth and cleaned up, then got back in bed and curled into the curve of his body.

“When do you want to leave tomorrow?” You asked him.

“After lunch,” He replied. “I think I need some recovery time.”

“You’re not the only one,” You said, laughing.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

“Yes, I’m fine,” You replied. “I’ll definitely be sore in the morning, though.”

“Hey, you asked.”

“I did. And I’m glad I did.”

“Go to sleep, you silly thing,” He said, kissing the back of your neck. “I can tease you more tomorrow.”

The Tandale trip was as profitable as you’d hoped, and you came home with a heavy purse. Cetzu stayed another few days with you, then reluctantly went home with a promise to return soon.

It went on this way for another few months, and everyone seemed very happy, including your Dad. He’d even agreed to leave home for a few days to visit Cetzu’s family, and while you had prepared him for the blended family, you had to admit that seeing them in real life for the first time would be a shock to almost anyone, no matter what. But, by the end of the three day stay, he and Declan were as thick as thieves. It made you very glad that your dad had made a friend, the first in many years, even if it was a giant bat monster who was soon to be your father-in-law.

After that trip, Cetzu escorted you and your dad home as he always did and returned to the farm. Harvest was coming; he’d be needed and may not be able to visit as often has he had been. You would miss him, but the letters would still come.

Since the harvest began, he had only been able to come once in three weeks. He assured you when it was over, he’d stay for several days to make up the time. You told him not to worry, and that you’d still be here, however long it took.

However, all was not well at home. You suddenly had taken ill for no particular reason. Your father insisted you stay in bed until you felt better, except you never got around to feeling better. The fatigue and nausea persisted for weeks.

Cetzu finally returned for his visit to find you abed.

“Are you alright?” He asked, feeling your forehead. “You’re much warmer than normal, but you’re not exactly feverish. Why didn’t you mention this in your letters? I’d have come sooner, harvest be damned.”

“It’s probably just a stomach flu,” You told him. “I’ve been taking medicine the physician sent, so I should be fine. Honestly, you should probably go home until it passes. I’m not exactly going to be good company.”

“Nonsense,” He said. “I’m courting you, remember? The whole point of courtship is to marry you one day. If my goal is to be your husband, then it’s my job to take care of you, and take care of you is what I will do.” He kissed your forehead. “I’ll write a letter to the family and let them know what’s going on. Mother and Lymera may be able to help.”

“You don’t have to go to so much trouble, love,” You said, taking his hand.

He shook your hand gently. “It’s no trouble. Get some sleep. I’ll go see your father and come back to check on you a little later. I’ll be here for a few days, so don’t worry about me going anywhere.”

“Alright,” You said, kissing his hand before releasing it. He drew the blankets up and tucked you in, and let you settle back into sleep.

He returned later with a mug of broth and helped you sip it. You were only able to drink half of it before the nausea hit you and you had to push it away. He then took you outside on the porch bench for some fresh air.

Autumn had come. It was a crisp, cool day without being too cold. The leaves had turned and were falling softly like a slow rain. It was beautiful. You’d been inside for so long that you’d missed the leaves changing color.

“Feeling better?” He asked, rubbing your back.

“Yeah,” You said, leaning into his side. “This is nice. If you don’t stop spoiling me, I’ll get used to it and never let you go.”

“Good,” He replied with a smile. “That’s the plan.”

He didn’t try to initiate anything that night, given your condition, but he slept curled around you, the coolness of his body relieving the uncomfortable heat of your own. The next morning, he made you a bland porridge that, while unappetizing, you were able to keep down.

Another day passed, and Lymera arrived on her older centaur brother, Birch, the following morning. Lymera was wearing a travel shirt, which was understandable. Going nude was fine on the farm, but it was less acceptable in other places.

“I heard there was a sick sister-in-law that needed my aid,” Lymera said, stepping into the house.

Cetzu folded his arms. “You shouldn’t call her that. She hasn’t agreed to marry me yet.”

“Oh, pssh, don’t be coy,” Lymera scoffed, swatting at Cetzu. “And don’t hover, either. Go out and help Birch clean up and let me examine her in peace, you vulture. Besides, we have a letter for you from Coleville.”

Cetzu grumbled as he kissed the top of your head and went out to help his brother. Lymera came to sit on the edge of your bed and give you a hug.

“How are you feeling today?”

“I’m alright,” You said. “I managed to keep my breakfast down.”

“That’s good,” She said, pulling back to examine your face. “Have you been taking the medicine from the doctor? And the ginger and mint tea?”

“Yes,” You replied. “They help a lot, thank you.”

She felt your forehead. “Cetzu was right. You don’t have a fever, but you are very warm. How long has this been going on?”

“Only a couple of weeks,” You said. “I’m sure it’s nothing serious.”

She pulled back your covers. “Lie down for me.” You obeyed and she began to gently prod your body. “Does this hurt?” She asked as she pushed on your side.

“No.”

“What about here?” She pushed on your stomach, near your ribs.

“That’s a bit sore, but it’s from throwing up so much,” You said.

“I believe that,” She mused. “What about here?” She prodded the flesh of your abdomen below your belly button.

“Yeah, that’s pretty sore,” You said.

“Hmm,” She hummed curiously. “There’s a firmness there.”

“Really?” You asked, surprised. “What does that mean?”

“I’m not sure yet,” Lymera said a little mysteriously. “I need to ask you some questions first. Have your breasts been tender?”

That was an odd question. “Uh… I’m not sure. I haven’t really noticed that sort of thing.”

“Touch them,” She said. “Press a little at the sides.”

Feeling a little weird, you obeyed. They were a bit tender, actually. You nodded.

“When was your last cycle?” Lymera asked, helping you sit up.

“I’m not sure, I barely pay attention to it,” You replied without thinking.

“Has it been more than a month?” Lymera asked.

You shrugged. “Maybe.”

“And you and Cetzu have been having sex, am I correct?” She asked.

Suddenly it clicked. What she was asking. What she was telling you. The nausea returned, but you didn’t think it was because of your condition. Cold fingers crawled their way up your spine and your world began to spin.

“Oh gods,” You said, putting a hand to your head and swaying. “Oh gods, oh gods…”

“Hey, hey now,” She said, carefully easing you back down on the pillow. “Calm yourself. I know this is a surprise, but don’t fall to pieces.”

“I… what… what do I do?” You asked, covering your face, feeling tears in your eyes. “Dad will be so mad at me. I don’t even know how Cetzu will react. He’s still searching for some way to make amends for what he thinks is a slight against the universe. I can’t throw a child at him while he’s on that journey.”

“Why don’t you let him decide that?” Lymera asked.

“Don’t tell him,” You begged, pulling your hands away to grab hers desperately. “Don’t tell him yet. I need to process this and figure things out. I don’t want to burden him with this unless I’m sure I’m in the right place to handle it. I need time.”

“Telling him isn’t my job, honey,” She said sympathetically. “It’s yours. I won’t say anything to him or anyone else until he mentions it first. But don’t make him wait too long, okay?”

You nodded, trying not to hyperventilate.

“Calm down and dry your eyes,” Lymera said evenly. “He’ll think something is wrong.”

You took a few minutes to compose yourself and Lymera called for Cetzu. He came back in, looking somber.

“Lymera, can you give us a minute?” Cetzu asked. “I need to talk to her. It’s a private matter.”

Lymera nodded, gave you a heavy look, and went outside.

“How are you?” Cetzu asked, caressing your cheek with the back of his knuckles.

“I’ll be fine,” You said. “It’s… nothing serious. I’ll be better soon.”

He sighed heavily. “That’s a relief, at least.”

You cocked your head in concern. “Why, what’s happened?”

“I got a letter from a council member in Coleville,” Cetzu said, holding up the paper. “Mother Anne has died.”

“What?” You asked, reaching for the letter and reading it with a hand over your mouth. “Gods. What will happen to the children?”

“That’s the thing,” He said, pointing to the bottom of the page. “They asked who should take over running the orphanage, and my name was submitted. And… I want to accept.”

You looked up at him, speechless.

“The children… they know me, they’re comfortable with me. Apparently, they petitioned the council themselves for me to be their new caretaker. And it feels… right. I… I feel like this is what I’m supposed to do.” He winced and looked at you. “Do you understand?”

“Yes…” You said slowly. “Do you… think we should end the courtship?”

“I don’t want to,” He said mournfully, holding your hands tightly. “I’d like you to come with me. The children like you, too, and having two caretakers would be better all around. I know leaving your father will be hard for you, but you could visit him whenever you liked. I could have one of my brothers or sisters escort you, so you wouldn’t go alone.”

A lot was happening all at once and you weren’t sure if your brain was able to keep up. “Can you… give me time? To think about it? I’d like to talk to Dad.”

“Of course,” Cetzu said, kissing the palm of each hand. “I was hoping to stay longer to care for you, but the council wants me to arrive as soon as possible to sign documents. I also want to check on the children, make sure they’re alright and that the interim caretaker is doing a good enough job. I also need to tell my family what’s going on, get their opinion, and… say my goodbyes. I’ll return when I’m satisfied everything is taken care of.”

You nodded, a tear slipping down your face. He grimaced as if in pain and wiped it away.

“I know things are uncertain right now,” He said softly, pressing his forehead against yours. “But be sure of one thing: I love you. I always will.”

“I know,” You whispered. “I love you, too.”

He kissed you, long and hard, and began to pack up his things for travel.

Later that evening, your father came in from his workshop to find you still in your room and in bed, your pillow wet with tears. He’d known something was wrong when Cetzu left with his siblings abruptly, but he hadn’t asked to give you space. He knelt next to your bed and put his hand on your shoulder, rubbing your arm soothingly.

“Want to tell Dad what’s wrong, angel?” He asked softly, as he used to do when you were little and sad. “Maybe I can make it better.”

You sniffled. “Can you put on a pot of tea, Daddy?” You asked him. “I need to tell you something.”

“Sure, sweetheart,” He said, and left your room.

You sat up slowly, still wearing your nightgown with no intent to change it, and looked around your room. You’d always lived in this house. It was like this place was frozen in time, never changing. Now, whether you decided to leave it or to stay, everything was going to change.

You walked out into the kitchen just as your father was pouring hot water into a teapot. You could smell the ginger and mint instantly.

“You don’t have to drink that, Dad,” You said.

“I don’t mind it, actually,” He says with a soft smile. “It tastes nice.”

You both waited in silence as the tea steeped while your father poured you each a cup. It wasn’t until you took your first sip and set your cup back down that he asked, “So what has you so troubled?”

“Oh, Daddy,” You said, hanging your head. “You’ll be so upset with me.”

“Nonsense,” He said, reaching out to take your hand. “That’s impossible.”

“You haven’t heard what I have to say yet,” You said. “I don’t have the flu. I’m pregnant.”

His hand squeezed yours and he sighed. “Honestly, I was starting to suspect, but I didn’t want to say anything.”

You looked up sharply in shock. “You’re not disappointed?”

He smiled, his face gentle. “I think the more important question is, are you?”

“I’m… worried,” You admitted, warming your hands with the cup. “I don’t know how Cetzu will feel about this, and that scares me. And I’m worried that I’m cut from the same cloth as my birth mother. That I’ll abandon the child because it’s inconvenient.”

“Do you really think you would?” He asked.

You shrugged helplessly. “I don’t know. That’s why I’m worried. Cetzu would never forgive me.” You scrubbed your face. “That’s the second thing I have to tell you, and it’s almost harder.”

“It’s alright, sweetheart,” He said. “You can tell me.”

You took a breath and steeled yourself. “Do you remember the orphanage in Coleville? The one I told you about?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“The caretaker has died and they want Cetzu to replace her. And he wants me to come with him.”

Your father’s smile never wavered. “Honey, I knew you’d be leaving with him eventually. I was preparing for that.”

“But what about you?” You asked, the tears returning.

“I’ll be fine, honey,” He said, stroking your hair. “You are a young woman about to be married and a mother and have a very important job. You’ve got a full life ahead of you. You don’t need to worry about me.”

“Don’t say that, you’re my father. Of course I’m going to worry about you.” You sighed roughly, feeling distressed.

Your father laughed softly. “What would it take to make you less worried for me? Tell me and I’ll do that.”

“Come with us!” You exclaimed in a burst of inspiration. “Come to Coleville! You could open up a shop there! We do most of our business there anyway! You and Cetzu could go into business together and help raise money for the orphanage! The two of you could make a fortune together!”

Your father’s eyes widened and he his head bobbed, clearly taken aback. “Leave Red Landing? I… I was born here. I grew up here. You grew up here. It’s all I’ve ever known.”

“Strange thing is, Dad, most towns are pretty much the same, once you get used to them,” You said. “You don’t have to say yes, and you don’t have to decide right away. Honestly, if Cetzu isn’t happy about the baby, we may not have to make a decision.”

He gave you a stern look. “Do you really think he’s the type to do such a thing? Leave you in the lurch with a baby on the way?”

“Well, no,” You admitted. “I’m just… scared.”

“I know, sweetheart,” Your dad said, pulling you into a hug. “I know. I’ll think on it. Give me time.”

You laughed softly. “Of course.”

Cetzu returned twenty-two days later. By that time, you were over the worst of the morning sickness, though there were still some foods you couldn’t even think about without getting sick. You had lost weight during the time you hadn’t been able to eat much, but you were slowly gaining it back, and your face had color again. He seemed overjoyed to see you better and rushed forward to embrace you as soon as he emerged from the woods.

“Oh, gods, I missed you so much,” He said into your skin as he kissed it.

You wrapped your arms tight around his neck. “I missed you, too. I’m so happy you’re back. To be honest, I was almost worried you wouldn’t come back at all,” You admitted sheepishly.

He pulled back and scowled at you. “How could you think such a thing! I said I’d come back. I’m nothing if not a man of my word, you know that.”

You laughed. “I do know that.” You took his hand and walked him to the house. “So is it all fixed?”

“Yep,” Cetzu said, looking excited. “I’m now the official caretaker of the orphanage. It’s a lot of responsibility, but I think I’m up to the task.”

“How did your family take it?”

“They were sad to see me go, of course, but they’re happy I’ve found my calling. Father is ecstatic at the idea of more grandchildren.”

The word grandchildren made your stomach bottom out and you gulped.

“Cetzu… there’s something I need to talk to you about before I make a decision on whether or not to join you in Coleville.”

“Alright,” He said, looking at you quizzically. “Does this have to do with your illness?”

“Well…” You said, leading him to the porch and sitting down. “I was never actually ill.”

He frowned. “I don’t understand.”

You so badly wanted to hide your face, but you forced yourself to look him in the eye. “Cetzu. I’m pregnant.”

His face went completely blank and he didn’t react. He just sat there, staring at you and blinking.

“Cetzu? Did you hear what I said?”

He gulped as well and nodded. “Yes.”

“Have you nothing to say?”

“I… I don’t… know… what to say…” He stuttered. “I don’t know how I feel. Or what to do.”

“Welcome to the last three weeks of my life,” You muttered.

He looked at you, stunned. “You’ve known that long and didn’t tell me?”

“When I found out, we’d just learned that Mother Anne had died. It didn’t seem like the right time. And I didn’t want to tell you in a letter. I wanted to say it to you face to face.” You sighed heavily. “And… I was scared. I’m still scared.”

“Of me?” He asked, his brow furrowed upward.

“Not you, specifically,” You replied. “Just… the situation as a whole. Our relationship was so good and strong and beautiful and I wanted it to stay that way forever. But that day… everything changed. Everything. Nothing will be the same. I didn’t know what to do, or what Dad would say, or how you would react. I kept imagining all kinds of horrible scenarios in which Dad kicked me out, or you left, or I left you and the baby, like my birth mother did. I’ve been having these terrible nightmares where all my worst fears about myself revolve before my eyes.”

“You are not your mother,” Cetzu said softly. “And I would never leave you, darling. This is… unexpected. I hadn’t thought we’d conceive quite so soon, but I always hoped we’d have children. I told you so.”

You nodded sardonically. “You did once say that you wanted lots of kids, but it’s one thing to say it and another when it’s suddenly a reality. I couldn’t know if you’d be happy about it or not.” You eyed him. “Are you happy?”

“I’m… sort of dumbfounded, but I’m not… unhappy or angry,” He said, his hands clasped between his knees. “It’s just a lot to wrap my head around. I suddenly have a very large family.”

“You already had a very large family,” You pointed out.

“Sure, but it’s different when you’re the one responsible for that family,” He said, a nervous laugh escaping his lips.

“That’s another thing I was worried about,” You told him sadly. “I didn’t want to add another burden to your back.”

He took you by the shoulders and pulled you into a tight hug, his face buried in your hair.

“This is not a burden, love. I told you I wanted children. It’s just sooner than I expected, that’s all.”

“What if I can’t handle it?” You asked thickly, holding back tears. “What if I abandon you and the baby? What if--”

He stopped you with a kiss. “You are not your mother,” Cetzu repeated. “The fact that you’re so worried about it proves that. If leaving us were a possibility, you wouldn’t be so scared of it.”

“I wish I was sure about that as you are,��� You said tearfully.

“Well,” He said with a sigh, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the small wooden box with the mother-of-pearl inlay you had seen the first time you’d set up shop with him. “Perhaps I can alleviate at least one of your fears. Here,” He said, handing it to you. “Look inside.”

There was a weight to his words that you felt in your bones, and you took the box tentatively. Opening it, you gasped with wonder.

It was full of rings. Rings of various sizes and colors and mediums. There were wooden ones, stone ones, metal ones, and bone ones. Some were plain and smooth, others had intricately carved patterns and filigree.

“When I was young,” He said. “It was just me, Soraya, Mama, and Papa. I didn’t know that our family was strange at the time, since I was so small, but I always knew I wanted a bigger family. I wanted a great big family with lots of siblings and cousins and all that. And I knew when I grew up, I wanted a big family of my own, just like Mama and Papa. I didn’t know what kind of person I’d fall in love with, but I wanted to be prepared.”

He gestured at the box. “When I started carving, I began making these in secret. I wanted to make sure, when I met the person I wanted to marry, I’d have the right ring. I didn’t know who they’d be, so I kept making them.” He smiled at you. “I know that your ring is in there. You just have to find it.”  

Your heart felt like it was taking up all the space in your chest as you looked down into the dozens of rings lying in the box. How to choose? It would have to fit, obviously, but was that the only thing that mattered? This was an important decision.

A glimmer caught your eye, and you gently pushed some of the rings out of the way until you found one that was made of moonstone, the same stone that made up the hair ornament Cetzu had given you, his first gift to you. You held it up and examined it, but it was completely smooth and had no cracks. It was simple, but it glittered in the sunlight like it had thousands of tiny diamonds in it. With a deep breath, you slid it onto your left ring finger. It fit as if made for it, as it indeed had been.

You looked up at him and smiled. “I found it,” You breathed.

He smiled back. “You did.” He took the box back and looked down into it with a confused expression. “Huh. What should I do with the rest of them?”

“Sell them in the shop,” You said. “Maybe you’re right and they are all meant for someone. Hopefully the people they belong to will find them.”

He turned to you, even more confused. “Shop?”

“Oh, right, I didn’t tell you,” You said. “Dad’s coming, too. He’s going to open a shop so that I don’t have to travel anymore, especially since I’ll be helping out in the orphanage and with the baby coming. I’ve always thought you two should go into business together, and this seems like a perfect opportunity.”

“That’s wonderful!” Cetzu said, pulling you into his lap. “This is great! This is… right. Everything feels right again. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off of me.”

“I’m glad,” You said, kissing him soundly. His hand wandered to your belly, and you broke the kiss to look down at it.

“What will they look like, I wonder?” You asked. “You’re not lizardfolk, even though you look like you are. Will they look that way, too?”

“Not sure,” He admitted. “I don’t know if I was born looking like lizardfolk or if my fae parents changed me to this form in an effort to make the host family keep me. There’s no telling until the baby is born, I guess.”

Your father sold the house in which you’d grown up within the month and began the process of packing things up for the move. He was nervous and unsure, but he was also strangely hopeful. Both he and Cetzu refused to let you lift a finger to help, which frustrated you, but you understood. You weren’t new to the concept of over-protective fathers, after all.

On the way to Coleville, you stopped by Declan’s farm for a few days to tell the family the good news. Declan actually wept. Lymera performed the wedding ceremony there, and the family accepted both you and your father as their own. During the wedding dinner, Lymera played her violin, and you danced with your father for the first time in years. Then, though he was shy and had two left feet, you had a dance with Cetzu, too.

In Coleville, your father used the money from the sale of the house to buy a building to set up his shop and moved into it, allowing you and Cetzu to move in to the orphanage on your own, giving the two of you your space as a newly married couple. The children were overjoyed that you had come as well, and were even more excited to hear you’d be having a baby. Beryn, the fae child and youngest among the children, said it felt like they’d be having a younger sibling, which they’d never had before.

The joke was on everyone, though, since the baby came out as twins: a boy and a girl. As uncertain as both of you and Cetzu had been to learn of their existence, the strength of your love for them was undeniable. The girl, Cera, was mostly human looking, but she did have scales along her ears and down her spine, though she lacked a tail. Her eyes were also lizard-like and silver, like her father’s, but she had your skin color and hair. Ketsu was more like his dad: covered in scales except for his little belly and head, which was more human than lizard, and he did have a tail, but his eyes were a hazel color, like yours.

Cetzu was every bit as wonderful a father as you expected, doting on his children as often as possible. The kids were enthralled by the twins and were happy to lend a hand caring for them, which you greatly appreciated, as both Cetzu and your father needed time to create stock for the store. After a while, a few of the older children expressing interest in woodcarving so they could help, as well. The ones who didn’t or couldn’t learn to carve wanted to help in the store. It gave you hope for their future, since having a trade or a sum of money when they came of age would benefit them greatly when they struck out on their own.

As uncertain as this road had started, you knew you were where you were meant to be. With your children, your found family, your father. With Cetzu.

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Thanks for reading!

My Masterlist

The Exophilia Creator’s Masterlist

[floof-reppu]

New Year's Appreciation

I decided to do mine on New Year's Day specifically cause I was so tired last night and I was unable to properly function after 9:00

So, New Year! What do I want to accomplish on my blog this year before I give a few mentions?

Write more stuff for my OCs & their S/Os

Everyone seemed to really like Hayato and Suzume, and I was even planning on writing something pertaining to New Year's with them, but if you couldn't tell... things went a little downhill last week, but now I'm better! Not only that, but my brain is churning with ideas as we speak as to backstory, origin story, and even just drabbles. If an "Ask my OCs anything" event were to happen, would anyone be interested? I sure hope so, cause I plan on doing one in the near future!

Getting to at least 1,000 followers before the end of January/middle of February

This might seem like a huge goal for me, but all I need is ~250 more followers to reach it! If my posts could get reblogged and I could get out there more, I could get there in probably the next two weeks if need be! It all depends on you guys!

Continue being a Mt. Lady, Inasa, AND Camie fucker

With a new month a few weeks ago came... more babes in my arsenal. I've never been more happier with my writing, and now my absolute favorite turned into absolute favorites. I've been dying to write for all of them, because hell, all of them are super unappreciated in the fandom! I hope this year that I'll convert more people to my Mt. Lady cult (haha) as well as get others to appreciate Inasa and Camie more than they already do!

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These mentions below are the people who have helped me throughout the last bit of 2019, from since I made the blog, or from a few months in, I appreciate every single one of you more than my words can show.

@sparkncharge, why don't I start with you? (totally not because you were the first person who popped up). I don't even remember exactly the day I texted you about a "collab" that we never ever did, but I don't regret it at all. I finally had the balls to text someone else on Tumblr! The past few months have been crazy to say the least, with you converting me to loving Nejire and I... may or may not have gotten you to love Mt. Lady and appreciate her just as much as I do. It's safe to say I might just try to sneak a bit more appreciation for Inasa and our girl Camie down here... haha. I'm so thankful to have you as a friend and I can't wait to see what the future holds for us, I love you! ❤️

@lady-bakuhoe, Jo, where do I even start? We haven't talked that much privately except for when I was uh... going through shit... but you really helped to give me reassurance, plus you listened to some of my OC banter when nobody else really wanted to! For that I am thankful. (also you're never going to live down mistaking me for someone else... :) ) I hope we can become closer over the months ahead. Your writing is amazing, just like you are!

@ua-imagines, you three are such amazing people and I can't even begin to sing your praises. If it wasn't for the invitation to join the family, I don't rightly know what might have happened over the course of the past month. I've met so many awesome and amazing friends because of you, and to call them all, plus you guys my friends is a blessing. Our shenanigans never fail to put a smile on my face, even when I'm feeling down. Here's to another year packed full of new adventures, friendships, and even more.

@bakusquadbabes, wonder if you were expecting this, Meg? We vent to eachother a lot as well as bounce ideas back and forth to eachother, and not only that we run a server together! You're such an amazing writer, and I hope that this year for us is amazing as well!

@magpie-scribbles, alright Claire, you're gonna get an out from me and you're gonna like it. You are such an awesome writer AND artist, you are absolutely talented! You've done two commissions for me with another in the works and you never fail to put a smile on my face when I see you posted something about Hoshi! Let's not forget we have shared parenting over the little gremlin as well. You may be older than me by a few years, but it feels like I've known you for at least that long! I hope this year we can become better friends and *cough* spread the love of our OCs throughout the entire universe...

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There's a few other mentions that I want to make, but my fingers are starting to cramp. The rest of these is a tag list full of people who have made the last half of 2019 amazing, whether a writing blog or not!

@katsukisprincess @burnedbyshoto @olivenight17 @wolves-rider @bnha-imagines-grill @bnhaclaimedmysoul @bnhaxxassociates @shoto-todoloki-a-hoe @quirkfics @kiriwhore-sama @kinda-ooc-just-a-little @kirisbabe @normiewrites @mhastories @my-romantic-academia @monst @keigos-dove @secondhand-trash @bnha-speaks @bnha-read-this

[theglorydefender]

Hey guys, so some of u may know that I’m a self-taught artist and that I do commissions, pretty much always. Not to go into too much detail but my cousin who lives in another country owes my mom and me some money (which I’ve been saving up for over a year) and I currently don’t have much to get stuff like books for college etc but anyways :))) It would really mean a lot if you could just reblog this if you are unable to commission a drawing from me and just spread the word. The prices go from $20 for art prints and up, the shipping price is (usually) not more than +$5. If you have any questions please contact me here on Tumblr, some of my works are below: Thank u for any help provided! 

[colorfullyminded]

(Art drawn by Frostios)

Hey guys, so I’m in a bit of a tight spot lately, and I need to make some sort of income, and this is something I’ve been wanting to do for awhile. So here it is, finally after taking so long, I’m opening up Writing Commissions.

Where do I contact you for a Commission?

Colorfullyminded@gmail.com or my Tumblr

How Much Will You Charge?

Fictional Stories

(Fanfics/Original Pieces/”Music” Fics)

100 - 1,000w: $5

1,001 - 5,500w: $10

5,501 - 10,000w: $15

10,001 - 20,000w: $20

20,001 - 30,000w: $30

(And so on and so forth)

(Musics fics I will not charge extra on lyrics. Only on what is originally written

Poetry:

100 -1,000w: $5

1,001 - 5,500w: $10

5,501- 10,000w: $15

(And so on and so forth)

Animatic Storyboarding or Screenplays/Scriptwriting

Message me for more details

What can we request?

Basically anything! I do a lot of fandom writing, so you just have to ask and if I’ve seen the fandom before, I can immediately do it. And if It’s something I’m not familiar with, I can either check it out to get an idea, look up a detailed synopsis, or in the small case I don’t feel I can bring them to life comfortably, I can try doing another request.

I can do any kind of genre.

I will do almost any pairing (obviously, if I feel uncomfortable with the pairing, I will negotiate for another possible idea, or I have to respectfully decline)

I will do NSFW, but I please ask that if you request NSFW, that you are 18+. I don’t know how it works for writing, but I know Minors trying to buy 18+ art will get the artist in trouble, and I really don’t want to take that chance either. Please be respectful about this rule.

What Can’t we Request?

I’m pretty lenient on a lot of things, but I have a few no no’s. I don’t write anything with scat, pedophilia, and graphic non con (I’ll only do non con if it’s for something horror or angst, but again, I won’t go into graphics). If there’s something I feel truly uncomfortable with, I will negotiate an alternative. But I will let you know if there’s something I’m unwilling or unable to do.

Will you write about my original characters?

Yes! But I need a very detailed description about them, their backstory, their personality, their appearance, etc. Basically tell me everything you can about this oc/ocs if I haven’t heard of them before. But I will write about your OCS!

Having any points of reference I can look at?

TUMBLR

Archive

((I also commissioned an animatic from the lovely @thedoormann​, and while Mei did all the wonderful art, I was actually the one who did the scripting for the animatic. For those of you who don’t know, this is the animatic I’m talking about. Also please give love to @thedoormann, for her work in making this dream come to life))

And here’s the Scripting (it’s messy and a little disorganized cause I was working with the doormann and we’re friends XD)

What if I don’t like the finished Product/What if it wasn’t what I wanted?

I can do 1 of 3 things:

The first:

I will make corrections to any small parts/paragraphs/endings for no charge. If the rest of the story is good, but just one or two things you would like changed, I can happily do that.

the 2:

I can rewrite the story at a reduced price.

The 3:

In the case that the first and second option doesn’t help and the reader is still unsatisfied, I can offer a refund. Of course, in this case I encourage the buyer to start with step 1 and then 2, before picking step 3 and only if they truly feel that I have done a bad job. I really try to do my best and I put a lot of faith in my customers, so I ask that you please don’t take advantage of this, because if I notice that I’m being scammed or I feel I am being taken advantage of, I will close this option.

How long will the story take:

I should have your stories out within a month, at the latest. If I haven’t started your story and it’s a month over and you feel nervous or change your mind about the commission, I’m happy to give a full refund. I will also keep in close contact with you to let you know the status if it’s taking awhile but I’m still working on it. And I will link to you as soon as it’s done.

And I also encourage you to message me on the status of your commission (but one email a week is enough. Please don’t spam my email everyday).

Can I ask for a refund?: Yes, but only under 2 circumstances:

1: You are dissatisfied with my writing and I was unable to fix it.

2. I haven’t started your story or have decided to discontinue it (in which I will contact you and tell you I am refunding you).

So how can I pay you?:

You can send money via my paypal (just put in my email)

What if I can’t pay you, but want to still help out?

REBLOG! It would really mean a lot just to spread the word to anyone interested.

((Thank you all for taking time to read this, it means a lot.))

[zettapoke]

A few days ago I made a post about this, but basically my family’s house is being foreclosed on and we need to find a new place to live. I’m reopening my commissions to help us get enough money to move. 

I will be taking 3 slots for now! 

If you would like to help my family out during this time but are unable to commission me, reblog this helps a lot to spread the word! Otherwise, you can support me on Ko-Fi as well. 

Otherwise, if you’re interested, please check out the guidelines below and you can send me an email at zettapoke@gmail.com! 

Thank you for your help! <3 

If you’re interested in commissioning me, you can email me at zettapoke@gmail.com with the following information:

What type of commission? (Ex: colored full body sketch)

Username: (Tumblr handle is best, so I can tag you when I post the commission)

Paypal address:

Character names:

Picture reference: (REQUIRED ESPECIALLY FOR OCS)

Short description (personality, etc): (Optional; keep it simple!)

Scenario/Theme: (Optional) 

Anything else? (Feel free to put any extra info or questions here! You can also include color choices, palettes, the mood of the drawing, etc.!) 

GUIDELINES: 

I accept Paypal only! 

Prices are in USD. 

WILL DRAW: 

Fanart, OCs, ships (canon, oc, canon/oc), mild blood/gore, characters with simple designs (like Bill or Demonic Guardian OCs!), non-suggestive shirtless male characters – examples: http://zettapoke.tumblr.com/post/148231106577/it-only-took-me-2-months-to-finish-this-shit-haha, http://zettapoke.tumblr.com/post/132082179587/time-is-dead-and-meaning-has-no 

WILL NOT DRAW: 

NSFW/suggestive content, animals, anthropomorphic characters (I’m willing to try this, however, so if you want me to draw something like this, ask me!), robots/machinery, super-complex designs 

Any commission $20 or under must be paid upfront. Anything over that price can be paid in half, with the rest being paid when the commission is finished. I will not start on any commission until I receive payment. 

During the commission process, I will send you work in progress photos, depending on what your commission is. (Ex: if you commission a sketch, I’ll send you a rough sketch and the final sketch. If you commission a painted piece, I’ll usually send you the sketch, the lineart, and the flat colors) 

Once the commission is complete, I will send you a HQ (300 dpi) version of your commission!  

I sometimes stream commissions and may use them in speedpaints. If you don’t want me to do this, let me know! 

Additional characters are +50% of the price. Max 2 characters for icons and 3 characters per commission! 

If you’d like me to draw an OC, you MUST provide visual reference. (Sketches are fine, but you must provide the color palette(s) for the character as well) 

If you’d like me to use a different style from a specific drawing of mine, let me know! 

Please allow 2 weeks minimum for your commission to be completed! If there’s any delays, I will contact you. (Note: the more complex, the longer it will take) – note: I am super-duper busy right now, but I’m trying my best to juggle commissions while dealing with IRL stuff. Commissions may take a bit longer, but I will do my best to finish them as fast as I can. 

If you’re under 18, you MUST get your parent’s permission to commission me and provide proof that you have permission. 

If you’d like me to make any changes after the commission is complete, there is a 15% charge for any changes made (this doesn’t include minor changes, but anything major will be charged extra). 

Commissions are for personal use only. Do not redistribute, sell or claim as your own. 

I reserve the right to refuse a commission for any reason or adjust the price depending on the complexity of the piece. 

If you have any questions (like if I will/won’t draw something, anything about prices, if I’ll draw something like another piece of mine, etc.), ask me! 

Thanks for your interest and support!! 

[drumptrash]

Paypal Commission Pricelist.

$5 for a lineart headshot.

$10 for a colored headshot.

$15 for a colored headbust

Message me if you would like to commission and I will give you my email. Also keep in mind a lot of these are older drawings. If you are unable to commission please reblog and spread the word. I need the money to pay debts, help people and or get things for others. And lastly for personal things. So if you can commission me that would be great. Thank you and have a wonderful day.

[hunterofartemis12]

Taking Commissions (money very much needed!)

I hate to do this, but I don’t see another option. I am currently in a lot of debt, and need money to make it to the end of the semester. I have a job lined up for that time, but currently I have to focus on studies. However, I desperately need money before then in order to pay for a few college necessities.

My name is Amy and I am an avid YouTuber and Fanfiction writer. I am currently a high school senior, attempting to get into college.

I’ve been asked in the past to open commissions, and I’ve decided it is something I would love to do and hopefully can make some extra cash with.

Fanfictions less than 1,000 words will be $2. If the word count is over 1,000 the price will be $5. 

It’s simple. Send me a short story request in my ask box, or inbox, and I will write it for you! It can be ANYTHING you want. Any ship, any plot. Original characters? I can write it for you.

The link to my ArchiveofOurOwn: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Amurtinyburr12

Unfortunately, I cannot write anything over 2,000 words as that would take too much time.

Fanvideos less than a minute are $2. Fanvideos over 1 minute are $4. If it’s over 2 minutes, it is $5.

This concept is less common. If you send me a request in my ask box, or inbox, I will create a short video for you. Once again, any pairing. Anything you desire. 

A video you wish was on YouTube but there isn’t? Done. Send me the song you want and I’ll edit your favorite characters to it.

This is an example video of what I can do for you.

Fan art is $1. Anything you like.

I am unable to do anything too complicated, as I am still a beginner at drawing. However, I can make simplistic designs that would look good as a desktop background. The price is low, because I have limited experience.

These are examples of what is within my abilities:

If you want to donate without requesting anything please use my KoFi Page!

Other payments will be accepted through Paypal :)

Anything I didn’t mention, please message me. It CAN be worked out! If you want something over the limit I set, we can talk! 

MY GOAL IS $200, WHICH SHOULD BE ENOUGH TO HELP ME UNTIL I AM ABLE TO START AT MY JOB.

If you can’t give, please reblog and spread the word! Cheap commissions means more content for all of you!

If you need to email me, please send to: amurtinyburr12@gmail.com

Thank you all so so much and have an amazing day! :)

[yashiroreaper]

Commissions are still open and I still haven’t gotten any commissions, I wish to make some money off my art, so please share this. Buy, talk to me prices can be negotiated, I just want money and to feel like I can work while mentally I am unable to. If these prices are too much check out my Patreon and give me even a dollar and get a sketch. Or check out my Rebubble and think about buying the merch it is all high quality and I even own stuff from there myself. So please try and support me in any way you can.

All Commissions are paid through paypal and you contact through PM here or email me at kojitakorie@gmail.com to set up a commission. 

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