I’m opening 3 slots for character art commission with simple flat backgrounds! You can send me your character reference + a cool pose and clothes reference to give it a bit more dynamism! Here’s a few examples:
The overall rules stay the same as the previous commissions:
- Paypal payment only, I’ll send you an invoice after your tell me what you’d like. The final price will be added the paypal exchange fee (+6,4%).
- The payment will have two stages, one before I start the sketches and the second after the drawing is done.
- I’ll send you updates of your art’s progress through tumblr chat, as well as clarifying doubts or communicating eventual delays.
Contact me through chat if you’re interested!
Here are some of my past commissions for your to have an idea (the current slots do not include background art as mentioned previously):
Thanks for reading and reblogging if you can, it helps a lot!
Hello fellow tumblrs I’m here to dump a bunch of sketches I’ve been doing lately between commissions to loosen up
There’s A LOT of ghostfrank just because yes.
Also there’s my two original characters, a bit of Layla and a lot of Vinnie. I’ve been heavily practicing hatching and cross hatching, fortunately it has passed from painful (like, literal pain, my wrist was sore on the first tries) to pleasurable
One last thing that has been between my top priorities is figure drawing to make more fluid poses and vivid characters, there will be another sketch dump for them more in the future :D
(that one danny smoking weed came out after discussing with my friend which killers would be into it, I’d love to keep it up, which characters do you think that can use a drag once or twice?)
Also here’s a maskless version of the first one c:<
I’m so satisfied and honestly it was worth giving up some inktober days to work this through! Also I really loved how the linework went out, considering trying to spend more time in the line rather than in the painting
I’m open for commissions, check out my Info sheet!
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Did this one after Cyarin’s painting style, tried my best with the smooth transition, incridibly simple forms and grain texture, not sure if it’s my thing but surely will try to incorporate into my own proccess (totally not a painting identity crisis)
“I can’t come and get you, Mother. I have to leave here in twenty minutes to pick up the children from school,” says Georgina.
“Why don’t you get that…that goonyou live with to pick them up?” says Bunty, her voice prickly with irritation. Georgina closes her eyes and counts to ten. Behind her Vinnie is tucking into a slab of apple pie with noisy relish.
“You know, it would make more sense if Vinnie came to you,” Georgina says.
“Georgina, I’d rather drink a bottle of anti-freeze than be forced to endure more than a couple of seconds in that ghastly man’s company-“
“Please stop being so melodramatic, Mother. I’ll tell him to bring his tools. He’s a wonderful mechanic. He’d probably be able to fix your car straight away.”
This gives Bunty pause. She is always willing to push aside her value judgments of a person’s character if they can be of some use to her.
“Very well,” she says with a haughty sniff. “But only because you have left me with no other choice. And if he robs and murders me and dumps my body in a ditch, it will be all yourfault, Georgina!”
He presses his mouth to Georgina’s bare shoulder and in one deft move hoists her on top of the counter, covering her face and neck in kisses as he slides his hand between her thighs. Georgina’s phone starts to ring just as he’s unbuttoning her jeans. She groans.
Georgina: Are you kidding me? It’s Mother. God. Of course it’s Mother.
Vinnie: Go on, answer it. You know she won’t leave you alone until you speak to her.
Georgina sets her jaw and does up her jeans while Vinnie wanders off in the direction of the apple pie.
Georgina: Hello, Mother. Is everything alright?
Bunty: No, things are definitely notalright, Georgina! My car engine’s overheated in the middle of nowhere and I need you to come and get me! Now!
The interview is full of insights into his experience of working on the Sky comedy drama and Damien also shares how he is inspired by show creator and co-star Joe Gilgun, both on and off set.
Summary - Famous Y/N Petrou has been given opportunities to travel the world whilst living in the hype house with her big brother and all of his friends. The hardest part was that her latest ex boyfriend didn’t know when to keep his mouth shut. Oh and he lives in the same house as her.
Words - 2.3k
Warnings - angst to fluff, mentions of heartbreak, some arguing.
A/N - Well it’s nearly been a year since I’ve been here and I want to say Thank-you for everyone that stuck by. I have decided to change this account into a multi-fandom imagines account, however I never used to be good at uploading so I’m trying to get good again. I hope you enjoy, and please re-send or send in requests, I’d love to create some of your ideas
Living in the Hype House alongside all of your best friends was more than enough. You were so grateful for everything they had achieved. With that being said, you had your fair share of accomplishments. Not only had you successfully made yourself known on social media, but you also launched a strong selling set of merchandise branded in your name.
You had your brother to thank for helping you get started on different platforms. However, it wasn’t always easy living in the same house as your ex boyfriend.
It was a typical day in the content house, Alex was preparing and filming for his YouTube, Mia was testing out new outfits for her pets and you were sat at the kitchen island replying to business emails.
“Hello baby sister, I have your coffee.” Thomas handed you the iced beverage. With a sigh of relief, you thanked him.
“I have never had such a stressful morning in my entire life. I’ve been asked to host the VMA’s but on that exact same evening, management want me to go to Costa Rica with Chelsea to promote her new beauty launch!” You exclaimed whilst still furiously typing away.
“Oh boohoo asshole, some of us only have a blue tick on dating apps.” Michael ruffled up your hair and you smacked him.
“Yeah Y/N must be so hard to be so rich.” Calvin joked and you rolled your eyes.
“You get everything you want, can’t you just come up with a compromise? Like why don’t you host the VMA’s with Chelsea and shoot the beauty launch on a different date?” Michael suggested.
“Not bad Sanzone, but fuck you for making me sound like some brat.” You laughed. Everyone had slowly started gathering around in the kitchen and you knew it was time to shut your laptop off to take a break.
“Miss Famous finally decided to socialise with the rest of her household.” Mia chuckled taking a seat beside you.
“Hardly Miss Famous.” Vinnie muttered and your eyes snapped over to him. It seemed that you had been the only one to have heard him so you let it slide.
“I think Nailea and Larray are coming over to film with us today.” Alex announced.
“Has anyone got plans to leave the house today?” Thomas asked.
“Yeah I do.” You told him. Truth be told you adored Nailea. The only problem was, you. Your insecurity would go through the roof when she used to come over throughout your relationship with Vinnie. Everyone would create ship videos and the worldwide web was nearly convinced them two were the couple and not you and your boyfriend of nearly two years.
“Oh do you now?” Thomas quirked an eyebrow, seeing straight through your bullshit. He was your brother, he knew you didn’t have anywhere specific to go to, today.
“Y/N’s going to an early morning dick appointment, leave her alone.” Michael said it like it was true.
“Of course.” Vinnie rolled his eyes.
“Dude what the fuck is your problem?” You turned and snapped at Vinnie. All eyes were on you and now you regretted reprimanding him.
“I didn’t say shit.” Vinnie groaned.
“For your information Vincent, the only ever dick appointment I attended was yours so please keep your sarcasm to yourself.” The room went silent. The door knocked and you knew it was Larray and Nailea. Everyone rushed to the door, cameras at the ready for whatever content they were going to film. Everyone except you and Vinnie.
“I’m not going to sugarcoat things Vinnie, what’s going on with you lately?” You questioned him.
“You’re not my girlfriend anymore Y/N, so I wouldn’t need to answer that.” He simply said.
“Yeah and whose fault is that? I never done you dirty, not once. You make me out to be the girl who broke your heart, but you broke me first and I’m not gonna sit here and let you convince everyone I’m the bad guy.“
"I think we should have this conversation in private.” Vinnie searched your face to see how you were feeling and he knew you were upset.
“I think you’ve done enough this morning, it’s not even midday and I’m once again having the same sort of conversation I had with you when you broke up with me.” You sighed before heading towards all the commotion of your fellow friends.
“Y/N you look like a hot prostitute in that neon crop top!” Larray rushed over to hug you.
“Nice to see you too honey.” You grinned. Suddenly, Alex’s vlog camera was put into your face.
“Hey Y/N, why don’t you tell Larray about your interesting emails this morning?” Alex zoomed in and you put your face into your hands and shook your head.
“Don’t be embarrassed sweetheart, you know you can tell me anything.” Larry dragged out, wrapping arm over your shoulder.
“Y/N couldn’t decide whether she wanted to host the VMA’s or be put up in a five star hotel in Costa Rica with Chelsea.” Alex held back a laugh as one of your best friends looked at you in disgust.
“Miss Petrou has become way out of her league but bitch come on the VMA’s?” Larry was shocked you’d been offered such opportunities. Alex then went off to record the others.
“You look kinda angry? Did I upset you? Not that I care if I did.” Larry noticed how flustered you looked.
“It’s been a very long morning Larry. You’d only upset me if you stole my car and you won’t do that.” He sent you a smirk, just as he was about to retaliate, two different laughs echoed from behind you. It was Vinnie and Nailea.
“If you don’t look, it won’t hurt.” Great advice Larry, you thought as he headed over to them.
“Are you okay baby sister?” Thomas whispered so nobody would question you.
“I think I’m just gonna chill by the pool. My thoughts are running wild right now.” You admitted and he nodded. You were quick to change into a bathing suit and chose to sunbathe on your own. Luckily for you, Thomas had installed huge Bluetooth speakers, making the whole experience a lot better with some music. Putting your sunglasses on and closing your eyes, you shuffled your music.
you broke me first - Tate McRae
“Now suddenly you’re asking for it back.” You sang whilst admiring the view from your backyard. Oh how the lyrics really hit hard when you were going through a breakup.
“Jesus fucking Christ, shit.” You shouted as someone tapped your shoulder.
“Chill girl it’s me.” Nailea laughed, sitting on the sun lounger next to you. You turned the music down ever so slightly.
“You just scared the life out of me.” You groaned, lifting up your sunglasses so you could see better. Looking past her, you noticed everyone was coming towards the pool in their bathing suits.
“So much for alone time.” You thought to yourself, knowing Thomas definitely told them all it was a pool day, so his sister didn’t have to feel like she was by herself.
“But I don’t really care how bad it hurts! When you broke me first.” Michael shouted the lyrics loudly and you groaned.
“No wander you don’t have the blue tick on any other platform Michael!” You joked and he put his hand to his heart.
“You’ve broken my heart.” You playfully rolled your eyes and went back to sunbathing.
“Have you cooled down from your dispute with Vinnie this morning?” Mia asked, sitting on the other spare sun lounger next to you.
“I guess.” You sighed awkwardly. Looking over at him, he was staring straight back at you, until he noticed he’d been caught.
“You’re allowed to be upset about it Y/N. It’s only been a fucking month.” She continued but you were zoning out. Taking in Vinnie’s features - for the first time in a long time, you’d noticed how different he looked. He looked like he hadn’t slept in years and sadness covered his eyes.
“The two of you often bottle your feelings but now you’re taking a good look at him, you notice a difference right? You haven’t spoken properly since the breakup.” Why was Mia so right?
“You’re right but I’m not really in the mood for that conversation. I don’t know how it would turn out.” You admitted to her.
“Y/N you’re an over thinker and you fear the unknown! I get it, I really do and as your sister in law, I’m telling you to do what you know is right.” Mia pushed it but all she was doing was telling the truth.
“Oh Y/N dear, wouldn’t it be nice if we just ruined tanning time with your best friends?” Your brother came over with his vlog camera. That’s when you noticed Michael with a huge bucket of water from the pool.
“I will file a law suit and get a restraining order you fucking-” To busy ranting, it was too late. Michael had soaked you from head to toe with ice cold water.
“Oh it’s on!” You shouted. Grabbing the giraffe inflatable from the pool, you hit Michael as hard as you could many times.
“Y/N stop!” He declared making everybody laugh.
“One more thing.” You turned around pretending you were looking for something and when he least expected it, you launched him in the pool.
“Don’t punch if you can’t fight.” You reminded him with a laugh. You’d taken the decision to go and dry yourself off. Taking a good look in the mirror, the difference in you was just as prominent as it was with Vinnie. The bags under the eyes and a drained looking face.
“What the fuck even are you Y/N?” You questioned out loud, wiping away mascara that had melted underneath your eyes. A cough from the door-frame removed you from your thoughts and looking through the mirror, you could see it was Vinnie.
“Can I help you?” You raised an eyebrow at him.
“Cut the act Y/N.” He sighed and you rolled your eyes at him.
“There’s no act Vincent. What do you want?” You asked.
“This is the only way I’m going to have a private conversation with you so please can we talk?”
“It depends, am I gonna get accused? Am I gonna have sarcastic replies from you?” Now it was his turn to roll his eyes.
“Stop being so fucking stubborn.” He muttered and you bit your tongue. Sitting on the countertop of the bathroom, you waited for him to start talking.
“Vinnie why did you break up with me?” You broke the silence. He could’ve sworn his heart broke all over again, even if he was the one who called it quits.
“Y/N I never gave you a valid explanation. I’m not good with emotional shit, I couldn’t tell you at the time. My head and my heart told me different things. Shit Y/N, you’re being offered tours and fucking Costa Rica round trips, how could I ever come between you and your career?” You stayed silent, suddenly feeling tears well up in your eyes but you tried not to let it show.
“You dreamed of being in the limelight, being able to afford things that you wanted. You got there Y/N, baby you fucking worked your ass off and proved everyone wrong.” Vinnie couldn’t cry, not in front of you.
“I wouldn’t have wanted you to have the pressure of me. The times you used to call me crying because you had to cancel dates, that’s not fair on either of us.” He continued.
“This blame isn’t on you Y/N, I will never blame you for living the dream. Yeah, my communication was very off and I’ve regretted that every single day for the past month. I broke you but we were slowly breaking each-other.” By now he was stood in front of you and you couldn’t look him in the eye.
“My career means jackshit if I have you.” You whispered.
“I appreciate the support Vinnie but where were you huh? You left me. I fucking love you and you just left. I had no explanation just that you didn’t want me anymore. All of your shitty remarks in front of our friends-” He cut you off.
“They were asshole moves. I shouldn’t have done it. It’s probably a cliché that I’m apologising for it after doing it a few hours ago, but I’m so sorry. I tried pushing you away, just so I could try not to feel this way anymore.” He had his hands on your shoulders.
“But believe me baby, pushing you away only made me love you more.” He whispered, and out came your waterworks.
“No, no, no. Hey, don’t cry, come on Y/N, you’re to pretty to cry over an ass like me.” Vinnie padded away your tears with his thumbs.
“My love for you was never going to end, no matter how much you made me cry.” You mumbled, still not being able to look at him.
“Y/N, please look at me.” He grabbed your chin gently and turned your face to his.
“Dude you’ve gotta check this out-” Michael barged through your bathroom and his eyes widened at the sight of him.
“Fuck I’m sorry.” He scratched his head awkwardly before quickly leaving. You let out a sigh and moved Vinnie’s hands away from you.
“I don’t want this-” You began and he immediately cut you off.
“Please don’t say this, I just, Y/N. What? You don’t want this? Don’t give up on us.” Vinnie ranted, tears forming in the circles of his eyes.
“Vincent listen to me.” You demanded, shutting him up.
“If you let me finish I would’ve said I don’t want this to be a repetitive thing where shit happens in our lives and one of us decided to call it quits. We need to be in this together.” You told him.
“Baby, one small crack in our relationship doesn’t mean we’re broken. It means we were put to the test and we didn’t fall apart.”
