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anonymous asked:

Hi Rachel! I want to start selling my stuff but i'm generally VERY anxious about the whole ordering and shipping process and bc im worried that everything will go wrong?? So what i want to ask is; do you have any tips or pointers that you find useful for someone like me? Sorry if its been asked before. You are an incredible inspiration to me! Looking through your works makes me wanna hustle x999 times more. In color, anatomy and just everything 😭😭😍

Hi anon! I understand what you feel haha, initially, it was really scary for me as well! But here’s a few things I’ve learned overtime!

1) Quantity
Start small! When ordering things like acrylic charms/stands/pouches etc, you’ll want to look for suppliers with a low minimum order. Some places will have a minimum order of 50 and some will have it as low as 1! When I first started out, 15-20 is usually the quantity I go for (still do with certain items) This is especially important if you are low on funds because these items tend to be on the costlier side of merch making. 

Prints on the other hand, are cheaper to make so you could experiment with the quantity a little more! Though from my own personal experience, prints do better at cons than online. Whatever it is, as long as you don’t spend your last penny on merch making!

2) Social Media
Post it everywhere! The more platforms you use, the more people will see! (Though im notoriously bad at this orz)

3) Shipping
Ask your local post office what the available options for shipping various items are! Some countries will charge you differently for bulky items (charms/stands) compared to flat items (postcards, zines) even if they weigh the same. So do some research before you price your shipping cost.

Tracking is not always included so you’ll have to pay extra for it! Don’t forget to include this in your shipping cost if tracking is a thing you want! For me personally, I pay for tracking out of my own pocket because I don’t want the shipping cost at the checkout page to exceed a certain number but its totally my own preference. People tend to be understanding about pricier shipping cost especially if you’re shipping internationally! 

4) Packing 
The fun part. If you’re only mailing out a few items, getting envelopes from your local stationary store works just fine. You can even get em from your post office! But if you’re mailing a larger quantity, you’ll want to source for envelopes in bulk! For zines, if you’re in the United States, some companies sell rigid stay-flat cardboard mailers! These will keep your zines from denting. Alternatively, you could mail them in regular bubble mailer with a backing board. 

For acrylic stands, sandwich it between 2 backing boards and mail it in a bubble mailer! (it still might break but only a teeny tiny small percentage) If you can find a cheap supplier for boxes, thats even better! Locally (Malaysia), I’ve found a place that does custom boxes for a little more than a bubble mailer. 

5) Communication
Give your customers an estimate on when they can be expecting their items. Usually you can get this information off your postal service’s website but its not always accurate. You can encourage your customers to let you know when they’ve received something so you can better gauge how long it takes for something to arrive at different parts of the world. 

Items do get lost in the mail so keep a few extras of everything in case you need to send replacements! 

6) Additional fees
Paypal takes a cut out of every transaction! Its 6% i think. So however you price your items, be aware that you won’t get 100% of the money. If you plan on using Tictail, Tictail also takes a cut! A huge chunk of 10% that could eat into your shipping cost. This only happens when a buyer finds your items through the tictail market place so as much as you can, try to encourage people to click to your store through the link you provide instead of searching through tictail. 

7) Out of sight out of mind! 
Breathe! Try not to obsess over it! The whole process from drawing down to mailing it out and the subsequent message from your customer that may or may not come will span over several weeks so you’ll have breathing space! The emails about missing items or broken items will come, but so will tweets about people happy to receive their goods!

It can all be a little overwhelming (it is to me!) but try not to stress over it! Don’t keep refreshing your store to see if you sold anything and don’t keep refreshing your email to wait for someone to ask about their missing items. Check it maybe once a day but thats it! Spend the rest of your time watching anime or playing a game or even drawing something new! 

As long as you are nice and honest with your customers (AND DON’T SINK ALL YOUR MONEY INTO THE INITIAL COST OF MERCH MAKING) everything will work out in the end! 

Okay i don’t know if i answered your ask at all but this is all I could think to say for now. Hope this helps 😣

The techno music grew a little louder as I went through. The back room of the boutique smelled the way boutiques always do, of various tonsorial chemicals. A dozen styling stations, all in use, stood six on a side, marching up to a rather large and elaborate station on a little raised platform. At the base of the little platform was a pedicure station, and a young woman with a mud mask, and cucumber slices, and a body posture of blissful relaxation was lounging through a pedicure. On the other side, another young woman was under a dryer, reading a magazine, her expression heavy and relaxed with that postcoiffure glow. On the main chair on the platform, a deluxe number that leaned back to a custom shampoo sink, another young woman lay back with a blissful expression while having her hair washed. 

By Thomas. 

He was chatting with her amiably as he worked, and she was in the middle of a little laugh when I came in. He leaned down and said something in her ear, and though I couldn’t hear the substance of it, it came across in an unmistakable just-us-girls kind of tone, and she laughed again, replying in a similar manner.

- Dresden Files, White Night, Jim Butcher

coca cola coffee breaks

summary: pebbles tossed against the sidewalk. light streaming through the pale blue glass of the kitchen windows. the sound of tapping keyboards and touchpads filling the room along with the tossed-around orders of coffee. it’s an autumn rush of crisp air and the scent of coffee, and the atmosphere matches him perfectly.
a/n: …pretty sure the fandom doesn’t have the customary “coffee-shop” au yet, and considering Marinette lives in a bakery in the show, eh. i think it fits. hope you all enjoy this one!


For three hours an evening, Marinette’s world consists of polishing veneer worktops until they shine, orders of flavours tossed together and bound by caffeine, and listening to the commotions when pumpkin spice or, god forbid, the cinnamon runs out for any longer than a customer’s attention span. 

People stop in on the run from work, to duck out from prying eyes, or perhaps just to appreciate the novelty of a tucked away coffeeshop on the backwoods side-streets of Paris, and have little time to gaze in wonder at the complexities of the absurd mixtures one is able to put in their coffees.

Everything has flowed into a rhythm for Marinette by now. 

Pebbles tossed against the sidewalk. Light streaming through the pale blue glass of the kitchen windows. The sound of tapping keyboards and touchpads filling the room along with the tossed-around orders of coffee. It’s an autumn rush of crisp air and the scent of coffee.

And as she fills another “to-go” venti, her gaze can’t tear away from the regular.

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okay but the thing is I’m watching these FenHawke vids and all of the male Hawkes are customized

I can’t sink into someone else’s avatar! where’s my default or at least vaguely resembling the default at?

anonymous asked:

Duddde i needed some Loki/Darcy action---Loki cannot seem to compliment Darcy he always tends to insult her and just cant stop doing it

She catches him staring at her from across the table for what must have been the hundredth time and wonders if maybe his eyes are just permanently fixed in that judgmental gaze.

Jane and Thor and the rest of their Asgardian comrades are all seated around them, and everyone is enjoying a banquet in honor of some great festival. Darcy isn’t exactly sure what it was for, all she knows is that she was invited, and the invitation included a trip to Asgard and free alcohol and food.

So far everyone she met had been graciously welcoming - that is, everyone except Thor’s younger brother Loki. From the minute he laid his cool blue eyes on her, she could feel his judgmental stare pierce right through her custom Asgardian dress and sink under her skin. “You wear the gown of royalty decently well - for an unworthy mortal,” had been his comment, and the amount of unnecessary shade he had thrown at her had been outstanding.

Darcy can feel his eyes on her all throughout dinner, and it seems like every attempt she makes at enjoying herself is thwarted by his judgmental stare and unwarranted insults. Thor had warned her that his brother could be sarcastic at best, but this had been unreal. She had done nothing to offend this perfect stranger, yet still felt singled out and personally victimized by that icy blue gaze and relentless backhanded compliments. It’s almost a shame, because Darcy can see how his good looks might have swayed her to hold a different opinion of him.

Darcy excuses herself from dinner a little early, feeling mentally exhausted from indirectly dealing with Loki all night. Luckily, the party continues all weekend, and just as she’s hoping a good night’s sleep will cure everyone’s attitude, she literally runs into him in the darkened hallway.

“Oh my God!” She screeches, clutching her chest in surprise as she takes a few steps back from him, “What’s your problem, dude?”

Loki stands silently in the shadows, breaking eye contact with her to gaze down at the ground. Darcy huffs out a breath in annoyance. Unbelievable.

“Oh, what’s the matter, cat got your tongue?” Darcy prods, finally letting him have it after shrugging off his commentary for hours, “You’ve just spent the whole night dishing up insults, and now that we’re alone in a dark hallway, you’re quiet as a mouse? Where’s that silvertongue now, huh? Well, I don’t know what you’re waiting for - I’m sure you have something to say about my loud mouth or unworthy status or eye color or blood type! Go on, I’m waiting - mmph!”

In an instant Loki has silenced her, pulling her in close to his chest and kissing her with such fervor it makes her head spin. For a moment, she doesn’t register what’s happening - all her senses are in overdrive, and all she knows his the feel of his lean body pushing her up against the wall, the pressure of his lips greedily pursuing her own, and the taste of sweet citrus on his tongue as it slides into her mouth and the moan that accompanies it.

And…oh god, was that her moaning? Her eyes flutter open for the briefest of seconds and she takes note of her arms wrapped around his neck - when did that happen? It takes more effort than she would care to admit to pull away from him, but when she does, their faces are still only millimeters apart. She knows her cheeks are red, and she is breathing heavily as she looks up to him for an explanation.

His eyes are locked on hers as he speaks, his voice low and full of the most sincerity she has heard from him since they met, “I’ve been wanting to do that since I first laid eyes on you.”

As unbelievably hot as that sounded coming out of his mouth, Darcy still scrunches up her face in confusion, “Huh?”

"I hope you’ll forgive me,” Loki continues, his eyes apologetic, “It’s not every day I am in the company of a woman so enrapturing. It’s no excuse, but it seems my words have found a way to betray me in your company.”

“Hold up,” Darcy blinks, a small grin spreading across her face, “Are you saying that I intimidated you?

"Unfortunately,” Loki whispers, his lips ghosting hers once more and making her shiver, “And for the record, I find your eyes to be positively captivating. Though I can’t speak for your blood type.”

Darcy laughs, looping her arms around his neck once more, “I think I like this version of you much, much better.”