Here are my commission prices and rules!! I will be taking 4 slots at a time. Please email me to let me know if you are interested and if there are no slots left then no need to worry!! I will email notifying you that my commission slots are open!
PLEASE READ BEFORE COMMISSIONING:
-please email me with what you are interested in
-provide character refs, pics, sketches, drawings, pose refs.
-PLEASE, if available, send face claims, personality, any images that define their “aesthetic” or their appearance.
-reference poses can be sent as an image or described to me
-I may ask you extra questions to clarify any details to make sure you get what you want.
-I will let you know if you have been accepted. I HAVE THE RIGHT TO REFUSE ANYONE
-Once you’ve been accepted I will ask you to pay half the price of the total commission UPFRONT. the other half will be sent once I finish the completed commission.
OTHER:
-please be respectful and communicative to me. I rely on you to give me feedback to ensure you enjoy the finished commission.
-be mindful of timezones and my activity, i am still a full time student in school and I may not be available to reply to you 24/7.
-you are more than welcome to email me and ask how the commission is going, I will email you back stating where I am at in your commission.
-don’t be afraid to ask me any questions or tell me any additional information. :3
hello! if you enjoy the art you see, consider commissioning me! all my commission information, including prices and examples, is on my website linked below! there are currently 4 slots available, thank you!
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Context- Jeanette had been in a serval long year relationship with Toby before having a harsh breakup. She had been aquatinted with Felix for sometime now. Felix, himself, had been trying to move past his own breakup. Nothing good can come from two broken hearts.
**FELIX ORMAN BELONGS TO @alpiite **
WARNINGS- suggestive themes, mentions of alcohol, swearing, implied DID
Two bodies laid in an old bed inside a rickety old building. The window nearby shined light into the room, illuminating empty glass bottles and clothing that had been stripped away the previous night. On the nightstand was an empty package of cigarettes with buds messily spilling out of an ashtray. As morning shown through the broken pane of the window, a body finally stirred awake.
Jeanette cracked her heavy lids open, eyes meeting the sleeping face of Felix. His features were sharp, still so tense even when covered with slumber. The long scar ran down his forehead to the bridge of his nose, splitting his perfectly symmetrical face as his dirty blonde locks fell delicately around his face. Her gut tightened at the sight and she propped herself upright. Her hands went up and rubbed against her face, attempting to wipe the sleep from her eyes.
It had been a month since her twelve year long relationship with Toby had came to its end. It ended so abruptly, so painfully. Ever since it’s end, Jeanette had tried to desperately to fill the aching hole leftover from his absence. Instead of substance abuse, she began self abuse. She would either isolate herself entirely or over express herself to anyone who would listen. Sure, the behavior was shameful, but it eased the lonely ache that plagued her everyday life. It was the only way she knew, and it worked for her. Going through several people took its toll, until…
Jeanette moved her calloused hands from her cold cheeks, glancing back at Felix momentarily before throwing the sheets off herself and standing up. She raised her arms above her head, bending her stiff body to the side resulting in a few small cracks popping noisily from her spin and shoulders. A cold breeze hit against her bare skin, making her shiver. She began to search the room for her clothing, no longer wanting to be around the consequences of last nights actions.
Finally, Felix woke slowly after hearing Jeanette shuffling around the room. His bright blue eyes squinted in discomfort as the light hit them. One he adjusted, he sat up. It seems Jeanette hadn’t noticed he was awake, so he decided to speak.
“Uh…hey.” He started, his voice rumbling lowly and a bit raspy with sleep.
Jeanette jumped at the sudden voice, whipping her head to face the man. She swallowed, a faint pink spreading across her pale cheeks as her brows furrowed in conflict.
“I’m just- I’m about to head out.” She replied, quite coldly. Felix took note of this.
He lifted himself from the bed, cracking his knuckles and joints. His hand met his face, running it down to his mouth as he looked down at the floor. The alcohol had finally left his body, now leaving a heavy ache in his temples and gut. Eventually, he got the confidence to look back to Jeanette, who was buckling her belt.
“Listen, you know we can’t keep doing this right?” He started, his words hesitant as if scared to continue.
“No shit. That’s why I’m leaving.” Jeanette spat, beginning to pull on her tall boots. Felix felt his heart drop at the retort, quickly standing up from the mattress.
“You don’t- I mean- I’m not telling you to leave.” He said. Half of him wanted Jeanette to stay the morning, just sit with him and enjoy each other’s company. But the other part of him wanted to be alone, he shouldn’t be so close with her. It wasn’t right. He noticed Jeanette’s eyes glaring up at him which pulled him from his thoughts.
“I don’t want to see you.” Her words were stern, harsh. Two hands roughly pulled the laces of her boot, tightening them. What a switch up. Just a few hours ago, Jeanette had been completely enthralled by Felix, now she couldn’t care less about him. This made Felix a little uneasy. He couldn’t read this woman if his life depended on it. He sighed and began moving towards her.
“I just feel this is doing more harm than good. You have to get that, right?” He asked, his voice had a somewhat pleasing to it. Jeanette shot to her feet, grabbing the blonde by the neck which made his whole body tense up.
“Don’t talk to me like I’m stupid. I’m not stupid. You’re the idiot here, thinking I give a shit about how you feel.” Her words shot through the air like blades. Felix winced at each one. Jeanette stared into the man, acid leaking through her voice as she continued.
“You’re just a body at the end of the day, don’t forget that. Now, leave me alone.” Finally, her grip relaxed and pushed Felix back into the mattress. Pulling on her jacket, she made her way towards the door and grabbed her old bat on her way out.
Felix was left there alone, confused and hurt. What the hell was that? That was almost like a completely different person who just scolded him. Tears began to pool in the corners of his eyes, which he tried to desperately to stop. What did he do wrong? He knew this was his fault, right? He just needed to move on. But…
It was only him and his thoughts. He was alone again, as usual.
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GOOD SCHMORNIG TUMBLR. I wrote this cus uh. Idk shut up. <33 also hi alpite ily mwah I hope I did your boy justice :]
Just wanna say you’re doing great!! I’ve been looking here and there! :D keep up the amazing work!
Ask; How do you draw faces well?
thank you so much!!!!!
Answer; Drawing faces takes a lot of practice and what a lot of people don’t see are all my failed drawings. My main advice is to practice and USE REFERENCES, all my drawings are based off references. I use pinterest to find my references for faces, hair styles, piercings, poses, etc.
(also before anyone says it, i know it looks similar to shatteredankles, they were a MASSIVE inspiration to this drawing. nothing was traced, all referenced!! i’m gonna work on finding my own style :P)
(DO NOT STEAL/CLAIM!! repost, edit & pfp use is okay WITH CREDIT)
