commissions
hello, hello !!! i’m very pressed for cash and i’ve decided to open myself up for commissions. now, i have never done commissions before, so this is a learning process. i am willing to offer two types of commissions: writing commissions and portrait commissions
writing commissions
i will write just about anything, with some exceptions– nothing discriminatory or smutty. other than that, i’ll write it. i will write poems, short stories, or plays. they can be fanfiction or completely original– i just need a basic plot and characters. to see more examples of my writing, click here. the rate will be $1/100 words, or a penny a word. you will get to see a draft before payment is expected. please let me know how much you are willing to spend beforehand, so that i have an idea about how long it should be.
portrait commissions
i make minimalist digital portraits that can have either distinguishing features or full features. i consider distinguishing features to be the facial hair, scars or wounds, freckles, facial accessories, or tattoos. full features will include the eyes, nose, lips, and any makeup. i will offer three type of portraits commissions: bust, torso, and full body. to see examples of portraits, click here.
bust: $3 + 50¢ full features
a bust portrait would be the head to shoulder area of the subject.
torso: $5 + 50¢ full features
a torso portrait would be around the waist up of the subject. this would include the full top of the subject’s clothing and could include hands/arms, depending on pose.
full body: $7 + 50¢ full features
a full body portrait would be head-to-toe and include anything in between.
turnaround
for writing pieces, i would expect at least five days for the draft to be sent. for bust portraits, i would expect two days. for torso portraits, three days. and for full body portraits, four days. the reason writing takes so long is because it requires a lot more thought for me than portraits, which– while time consuming, do not require as much strenuous thought as writing. nothing should take more than a week to get to you.
HELP ME PAY FOR LAUNDRY AND GROCERIES
hi, guys. i really don’t like asking for help, but i had to drop a lot of money in order to be able to do a show (because costume pieces) and now i only have 5-ish dollars in my bank account. i don’t have a job. i can’t work on-campus because i don’t qualify for federal work study and i can’t work off-campus because i don’t have a car. but what i can do is work online. i have a fiverr page, where i’m pretty much doing commissions and i have a redbubble page where i sell some pretty neat designs (if i do say so myself). if you could please take a look, that mean a lot. if you can’t pay anything, then just sharing this would be super great.
ISAAC IS NOW AT FORTMIINABLE
fuck what you HEARD.
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okay, guys, so i’m currently trying to earn money to get a new laptop, because mine is falling apart and it’s the only way i can do anything for money or for school, but i don’t like just straight up asking for money, so if you could just check out my redbubble and buy something to help me out or just reblog this post, that’d be very much appreciated. i have a lot of eyewitness designs, some original ones, and one stranger things design on my profile currently.
i hate to do this, but my isaac muse is quite low, so i’m officially making philip – unlesswetell – my main rp blog. as a head’s up: my smol son is v gay, but that does not mean i’m only interested in shippy things over there. he needs friends or enemies or anything in between. so, feel free to follow me there. and this isn’t a goodbye from isaac. it just means i’m not going to be here as often anymore.
i hate to do this, but my isaac muse is quite low, so i’m officially making philip -- unlesswetell -- my main rp blog. as a head’s up: my smol son is v gay, but that does not mean i’m only interested in shippy things over there. he needs friends or enemies or anything in between. so, feel free to follow me there. and this isn’t a goodbye from isaac. it just means i’m not going to be here as often anymore.
Send ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) to walk in on my muse changing their clothes
bonus: “I meant nothing by it.“
“It’s still rude.”
“Murder wasn’t my intent.“
“It doesn’t matter what your intent was. You still did it.”
“Just… blood everywhere. I’m talking ev-ry-where.” (from scott)
“That poor cat…”
‘’Liked that, huh?’’ He’s teasing but Derek caught on to that little moan that Isaac let out and it feels as if though the beta is testing him.
“Mhm...” He hummed as he opened his eyes to look up at Derek. What a pretty boy, he was. “I like it a lot...” He mumbled before closing his eyes again.
Lifting a brow, Derek glanced over to Isaac. Before he said anything, he allowed the words the other spoke to really sink in. Did he know what he was actually offering right now? Or, was he just being nice? Shaking his head, the corner of his lips curved up into a small smile. “Careful saying things like that to me, I might just ask you to move in.” He teased, glancing down to Aaron. “He will be asleep soon. You’re staying the night, right?”
“Derek--” Isaac shook his head with a quiet laugh. “I want to help. It’s not just a vanity offer, I’m serious.” He sighed as he looked down at the drowsy infant in his arms. “You don’t have to do this alone.” He glanced back up at the older wolf with a smile. “Yeah, I’m staying the night-- If you’re okay with it.” He didn’t want to step on any toes.
“Or, uh, maybe we could go get the recipe from my mom and make some more???”
“I’d like that.”
“don’t say that word,” he sneers, arms folding tight over his chest. even ivan is cold on a night like this. “do’t say that. those aren’t real.” no, he won’t say the W-word out loud. acknowledging the supernatural? fat chance.
Isaac’s mouth paused mid-”w” sound. okay, um, weird. he tilted his head, furrowed his eyebrows. “you know, denial is the first step to acceptance...” he nodded at his own words, hands shoved into his pockets. “and uh-- they are real.”