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Okay guys Im opening commisions again, this time is:

For a picture like the first one /ignore the background, its a long story/ would be 7$ for each character /with shading and details/ +4$ background

For a picture like the second one would be 3$ for each character /flat colors, simpler/ +3$ shading/background

For a pixel art like the third /i can do full body/ one would be 1$ for each character /flat colors/ +1$ shading/background

My e-mail /for paypal or otherwise/ is: karelly-9@hotmail.com


som super early tazboys designs……………i’’’m got so much work to do refining them (esp outfit wise lord Jesus)

The Arrangement: Part 1

Title:  The Arrangement: Part 1

Summary:  He’s a mechanic. She’s a lonely woman with more money than she knows what to do with. Fate brings them together and sparks fly. But only for six weeks. That’s the arrangement.

Author: Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Characters:  Dean Winchester x Female Reader

Word Count: 1944

Warnings: None in this chapter, maybe language

Author’s Notes:  This is part one of a multi-part series. Shifts between two points of view. Huge thanks to @mamapeterson for her invaluable help.

Originally posted by ilostmyshoe-79

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Canadian Boys l Shawn Mendes Imagine.

prompt: Shawn & (y/n) managed to go from ‘dream couple’ to a messy relationship in front of the cameras, and Shawn doesn’t seem to accept that his ex has decided to move on with the one and only, Justin Bieber.

Originally posted by ladycucciola

Shawn could feel his cheeks heating up as Ellen started a game of Who’d You Rather.

“Rihanna or Sophia Bush?” Ellen asked and pictures of both women appeared on the screen behind him.

“Sophia Bush, no doubt.” he said confidently.

“Hmm, looks like you had your mind already done,” she teased him. “Okay, Sophia Bush or Kendall Jenner?”

“Sophia Bush.” he answered with a hint of laughter on his voice.

“Wow, you’re very sure of yourself.” Ellen said and he shrugged. “Sophia Bush or Margot Robbie?”

“Oh, no! You can’t do that!” he said making the audience laugh. “Ugh, Margot Robbie.” he answered and the audience ooh-ed.

“Margot Robbie or Camila Cabello?” Ellen asked and Shawn shook his head.

“Camila is a friend, so…” he started but the host interrupted him.

“She sure is,” Ellen said, earning laughs from the audience. “So, Camila or…”

“You didn’t let me finish!” Shawn complained laughing.

“It doesn’t matter, it’s my show,” Ellen joked. “Camila Cabello or (y/n) (y/l/n)?”

Shawn felt his cheeks heating up profusely. “They both are very good friends…”

“Oh, is there something you aren’t telling me, Shawn?” Ellen asked.

“No! Of course no.”

“Then answer the question.” Ellen said smiling and looking to the screen where there was Camila and you.

Shawn bit the inside of his cheek. “(y/n), she’s amazing.” he answered and everyone seemed happy with his answer.

“Then I guess we have a winner!” Ellen announced as another picture of you filled the large screen. “Shawn Mendes everybody!”

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You were mid presentation at work,surrounded by several members of staff including your supervisor and boss,your slides from your presentation displayed on the wall behind you.You felt confident and smiled brightly because this month has been hell while juggling planning this presentation while trying to maintain a healthy relationship with Niall but it paid off with only small obstacles like this morning.Your laptop crashed and only gave you a tiny heart attack but you had your files saved on your flashdrive.You borrowed Niall’s laptop to do the presentation and shrugged off the thought of him minding.

You were pleased with how the presentation was going and judging by the smile of your boss she was too.

“And that brings me to show you this chart of our sales for the last year,”,you said not bothering to glance down at the file you clicked on Niall’s laptop.

You were busy talking about the chart when you see several of your coworkers gasping and some even snickering at the images behind you.At first you were confused and ignored it but after changing the pictures a few times they showed no signs of stopping.You had just about had it when you snapped,”The hell is so funny?”,you ask.

“Ms.y/l/n turn around”,your boss said,her voice commanding and somewhat soothing like silky sheets.

You whipped around but the image you saw was nothing like you could ever imagined.You couldn’t believe your eyes or yourself when a shrill scream crawled it’s way up your throat.

On your way home you were clinging to your faith in Niall.Holding on to the once shred of your soul (that wasn’t shriveled up in embarrassment) where you believed him when he said he loved you.When he touched you and said you were the only one he had ever been with.When he said you were the only girl in his life.But if that were true,why were you sitting in the back of your Uber with tears running down your cheeks and onto the keyboard of his laptop?

You wrap your arms around yourself like you were trying to hold youself together,trying to force your broken self to be whole again but you torture yourself with these images,each one causing a new wave of tears and a burning hot stab to pierce your heart.

You tell youself that he doesn’t deserve you and if you see him you’d pop a cap in his arse but you’re still trying to wrap your head around it because this is Niall.Your Niall and he wouldn’t hurt you.But your Niall was out there doing this he said he would never do so was this really the man you fell in love with?

When you’re walking up the stairs to your apartment you just loose it.You loose the will to want to make this right,to fix it.You just want it gone.Want him gone. Unlocking his apartment with the spare key to stand in his place without him there made you feel empty.He’s always waiting for you like a loyal partner but he isn’t.Probably was working at this time.You could just get your stuff and leave.But he’s still here.

Niall’s passed out on the couch,and some football match is playing on the the only illumination in the dark room besides the florescent city lights that cast glimmering glows on his cheeks.Snores rumbling from his chest and cheek down into his plush couch,drool on his couch cushions he looked like an angel.Every fibre of your being feels so shook to have him near you.He’s relaxing,smiling obliviously in his dreams while you’re in te real world after having a man you’ve loved for so long wash away a beautiful relationship for some cheap floozy.

You set his laptop down on the coffee table and the key on top of it.When you turn on your heel to walk out he wakes up.

“Babe,what’re ya doing here?Playin hooky from work?’’ and he’s smiling with this wolfish look before he sees how you’re looking at him.Like he’s a stranger.

He looks confused before he sees the laptop and key behind him and it hit him,the realization in his blue eyes,“Y/n let me explain,’’he says his posture straightening out,arms in front of him defensively like he knew I would hurl something at him.There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that I wouldn’t.

‘’Well isn’t that rich!You wan’ explain why when I’m out there trying to do my job and keep you happy,you’re out with some girl and your fucking tripod!′’,I said venom spewing from my words,anger I didn’t even know I had surfacing.

“What are you even doing with my things?’’,he asked standing,his body rigid with tension.

“Dont try to turn this on me!My laptop fucking collapsed on me when I needed it and I had to use yours for my presentation for work and halfway into it,everyone at the office saw you and some naked chick doing the nasty!’’

“y/n listen.”he says,pinching his nose bridge in aggravation.

“no you listen..I’m done!”

“Come on baby,you don’t mean that” he says while you’re walking to the door and all the memories of your relationship flash in your head.First kiss where his teeth clashed against yours in the most painful way but it was magical to you.First time he brought you here and pressed you up against the front door to bang your brains out.When he was away on tour how you yearned only for him but that desire died. and those times weren’t worth shit now.

“Baby I’m sorry,”,he says taking your hand in his and pulling you into him to try to hold you again but you fought against him despite how good it felt to have him want you.

“Sorry?It’s too late for sorry!’’,you say pushing away from him and seeing him for the last time.His distraught blue eyes and crumpled look.

“We’re done Niall."You slammed the door behind yourself,adrenaline coursing through your veins and you’re no longer seeing that angel act he put on,you see him for the devil he is.


I didn’t expect people to like this random thing lol the last one had like over 100 notes I’m so happy 😂
Here’s more patd lockscreen if anyone want to use it feel free as always just don’t claim as yours 😊

Related songs (in order) :
• Panic! At the Disco - House of Memories
• Panic! At the Disco - Miss Jackson
• Panic! At the Disco - The Ballad of Mona Lisa
• Panic! At the Disco - This is Gospel
• Panic! At the Disco - Emperor’s New Clothes

Pls kindly ignore the mistake on the first picture lmao

Luis loves to dance. I wanted to sketch how he would dance with each of his friends! 

I didn’t include Niles because he would probably murder Luis if he tried to dance with him

Esa and Clarence belong to my brother @tetonben

Local secret agent wonders why they had to get caught up in this dysfunctional family’s road trip