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Hey guys

dont worry I’m not dead. Just been up to my eyeballs in pkmn fandom. I’m over at @exvalor​ and its sideblogs atm. (although talking about my ocs to a friend made Dorian kick me in the side of the head) 

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jediaceanik

So since I’ve heard there is actual interest in RP icon commissions, I thought I’d throw my net out ;

ALL PRICES IN GBP
Commissions can take anywhere from a day to a few days to complete.
You can mix and match; 200 PNG icons (base amount for a 10 minute video) ; £20      Every 100 icons after; + £5      If no videos/sources; + £2 10 GIF icons ; £7.      Every 10 after; + £10      If no video/sources; + £10

If you’re interested in commissioning me, follow the link to a google form and fill it out! 

Examples under the cut

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200 years. He was still so young, she had been around 700 years herself. So much more she has seen, so much more she had lived through. She smiled at him at how he seemed to be unnerved by her. He tried to hide it and would be doing a good job if she wasn’t telepathic. 
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She shrugged nonchalantly, the smile still present, “maybe it’s the death of my victims you smell.” After all they all left a residu in her, they all had a little cabinet in her mind. “I’m Rose. It’s very nice to meet you Dorian. She went into his mind and spoke up. He couldn’t talk back like that, only other telepaths could, but it was fun to see his reaction. (‘I’m something you never met before.’)

His reaction to her invading his mind was less... restrained and graceful then he would have wanted. He snarled, fangs bared, recoiling backwards and back stepping, blood vessels bursting in the sclera around his irises, turning the whites blood red. 

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“Obtenez le BAISE DE MA TÊTE!” He snarled, backing up more to put distance between them. He didn’t like this. She wasn’t only strange to him but she was dangerous and he was very out powered he realised. He had rarely met another being who could do this and he really didn’t like it. 

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anniemakes

character flaws meme;;

Flaws. We all have them. Even our muses. In fact, they often make for better, more engaging characters. Send a symbol to learn about one of my muse’s weaknesses!

🙊what would my muse say their biggest flaw is

⧱ what really is my muse’s biggest flaw

🤳name three physical imperfections my muse has (birthmarks, gray hairs, muscular definition, etc)

🙈what’s my muse’s biggest blind spot?

🍰what’s my muse’s guilty pleasure?

😰when my muse is stressed, how do they act out?

💚what does my muse get envious over?

🚫what is one thing my muse wouldn’t want someone else to know about them?

🛌my muse’s biggest nightmare

✍️does my muse have a learning disability?

🎒what was my muse’s worst subject in school?

🙅‍♂️what does my muse feel insecure about?

👾what was my muse’s childhood bogeyman?

🙉what are two things that make my muse uncomfortable in conversation

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“Is there? 
– – Well now you’ve got me curious.” 
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“Hm?” Sandy glances at her, having been talking to himself mostly while he people watched. 

“I mean, the fact there is so much in life that can distract away from the monotonous and depressing fact of just... life. Life isn’t kind. But huma-” He stops himself short, quickly trying to recover. “People, have found a beautiful way of distracting themselves. Its almost artistic.” 

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She liked being the one in control, being the one who knew more about the other than they knew about her. It made her feel powerful, of course she was powerful, as is the other. She can feel it coming off of him, but she wasn’t certain if he was near her level of powerful. She didn’t think he was. Still he was handsome enough and not a rube. 
“Well, well. Wouldn’t you like to know?” She grinned at him, “I’m still part human. As are you sweetie.” She circled him like a predator, circled her prey. He wasn’t prey in the sense that she would want to eat him. He had no shine left, but he was interesting and moving around meant that it was easier for her to get a feeling for him, to pick up things about him. Like his name. “You are a handsome one Dorian.”

“I haven’t been really human in over 200 years.” He comments, trying to act like his guard wasn’t incredibly high right now. He watches her, turning on the spot slightly to keep her always in his view. She reminded him heavily of the irish who had come to paris back in the day, the dress still very much stuck in the late quarter of the 1900s but the hair very much celtic. He licked his lips, more out of anxiety then hunger.  “You say you’re part human, and I can smell that on you, but whats that lingering death I can smell?”

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“I could say the same about you, belle femme. Although it seems... unfair that you know my name and yet, I don’t know yours.” He didn’t like this. He didn’t like being at the disadvantage of information, but here, he felt very much out of his depth. How the fuck did she know his name? 

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