So I’ve hit a snag in my finances and basically I need to fix somethings and I don’t have the money for it T_T Anyways I’m opening up commissions.
Prices listed above, additional character is +$10
all prices are listed in US dollars
All commissions either come with a transparent background or a single block color gackground
When asking for a commission, make sure to send me an image of what you want drawn
I will draw anything like fanart and OCs but I will not draw: nsfw, gore or anything I’m just not comfortable with drawing(like things not in my skill level)
Payment will be done through Paypal , firstname.lastname@example.org, before the piece is started (after the initial sketch is approved). Message me with your commission type you want and the character(s) you want done.
If you can’t afford to commission me a reblog or signal boost is sososo helpful please.
Oh yeah anon you no need to worry Lexa is going to be just fine. I'm pretty sure Lexa still has a romantic horse riding date with Clarke to go see a field of massacred bodies.
What’s a date in an apocalyptic wasteland without a few hundred bodies littering the field, am I right? lololol. That’s the post-nuke equivalent of decor, right there.
But seriously. Lexa’s fine. She will be alive, well, and free to look at Clarke with so much thirst that you would think that she had just crossed the entire dead zone on foot without water and Clarke is a cold, fresh spring she can’t wait to drink from. The only thing that could possibly kill Lexa this season is a mighty, mighty need to get laid. (Her lady bits are prooooobably turning blue at this point. Let’s be real.)
Dude no one in the tcc likes you get over it you're a bitch that condones and you're so ignorant in your bullshit you come up with the fake tough edgy typical response of a regular brainwashed teenage bitch "thanks I know I am" Eric and Dylan would have shot your little snotty ass and shot your bitch ass mom for making you too lololol
right, but you’re the pathetic cunt on anon though
I miss you when I can’t sleep, or right after coffee. Or right when I can’t eat, I miss you in my front seat, still got sand in my sweater from nights we don’t remember. Do you miss me like I miss you? Fucked around and got attached to you. Friends can break your heart too. And I’m always tired but never of you.