Please Help

hosekiasylum:

I just got suspended from my job without pay until further notice for no real reason beyond corrupt corporate douchebaggery and my manager trying to get rid of me. I still have insurance and school payments to make and until I land a new job I could really use some help in any way possible.

My paypal is hosekidragon@gmail.com

Below are my current commission openings. I know I haven’t been the best at doing them which is why I’m changing things around a lot. These are the things I am best and quickest at. If you want something else we can discuss it.

Basic Sketch - $10

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Basic Sketch Single Color - $15

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Basic Sketch Flat Color - $20

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Prop Paintings - $50 to $100 depending on complexity

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Please contact me through either an ask on tumblr or an email. If I don’t respond right away, my apologies, I don’t have good internet access.

Thank you in advance for your help.

ask-the-tumbler:

ask-onceler-eternal:

"Um…yes and no?" Eternal says breathlessly. He curls in on himself, looking cold and uncertain,

"I…I like what you were doing. It was…very nice. Relaxing even. You’re very, uh, very good at it…" The guardian’s ears turn pink and he twists his fingers into one another, "I…I just…I don’t…want to scare you again like that. I didn’t…I didn’t hurt you did I? I’m sorry, I’m just…this was…I shouldn’t have encouraged you, I’m so sorry. I thought this was good I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry…"

"Don’t be." Tumb scooches forward, placing his hand on Eternal’s shoulder, too hesitant to go any further. "Don’t. Don’t be sorry. I should have known, I shouldn’t have let - it was a bad idea, okay? We can do it some other time. When we’re both feeling up to it."

Tumb forces himself - allows himself? - to drag Eternal close, to hold him tight and kiss his hair and run a soothing hand down his arm to calm him. “I love you too much to hurt you,” he murmurs, letting his hands drift teasingly across his back once before stopping. “I love you too much to risk scaring you again.” 

He  buries his face in Eternal’s hair, holding him close. His fingers twitch listlessly over Eternal’s skin, but he doesn’t pry, doesn’t ask for more. He just wants his sunshine happy, and as close to him as possible.

Oh! Wait a second *rummages around her pockets and pulls out a band-aid, sticking over his nose* There, you're better. And it's a bright shade of yellow to so it's pretty.

*stares at her a moment*

*raises his hand and touches the bandage*

Thanks Amby…

ask-the-tumbler:

Tumb backs off, rolls off Eternal, head spinning. That was not how this was supposed to go. This was supposed to be rough and sexy and enjoyable for them both. 

Ashamed of himself and more than a little bit embarrassed, Tumb buries his face in his sleeves, leaving room in between him and Eternal, close but not quite touching.

"Do you wanna stop…?" he poses the question uncertainly, wanting to stop to make Eternal happy but also not wanting to stop because fuck if biting his boyfriend and seeing him write under his touch didn’t make him happy.

"Um…yes and no?" Eternal says breathlessly. He curls in on himself, looking cold and uncertain,

"I…I like what you were doing. It was…very nice. Relaxing even. You’re very, uh, very good at it…" The guardian’s ears turn pink and he twists his fingers into one another, "I…I just…I don’t…want to scare you again like that. I didn’t…I didn’t hurt you did I? I’m sorry, I’m just…this was…I shouldn’t have encouraged you, I’m so sorry. I thought this was good I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry…"

You get blood everywhere and then get a cool band-aid in a bright color?

Um…..sure…….???

ask-the-tumbler:

Tumb growls in the back of his throat, digging his nails deep into Eternal’s skin, dragging them slowly down his back. He rubs up against his body, breathing heavily, a whole new person from the timid, uncertain boy he was just a few minutes ago.

He tries to get Eternal out of his vest and shirt, clawing uselessly at the fabric. There’s a moment where it feels like he might just try and rip the clothing off, but then he blinks and comes back to himself a bit. He takes the vest off of Eternal, almost tenderly, and pulls the shirt over his head, tossing it to the side. 

Then he pushes him back onto the bed and climbs on top of him. He places one of his hands by Eternal’s head to support himself, and the other he lodges between the bed and Terny’s shoulder blades, digging into his marking.

He leans down, places his mouth gently over Eternal’s collarbone, and bites down.

Hard.

The effect, though instantaneous, was probably not exactly what Tumb was going for. 

Eternal balks. His entire body seizes up and his hands flash out to grab Tumb anywhere he can find purchase, fingers biting into his skin, hard enough to bruise. His jaw is clenched, his eyes wild, his breathing harsh. He’s caught somewhere between terrified and aroused and he can’t seem to sort out which he’s supposed to be.

"S-stop. Stop a minute. T-Tumb, please. H-ha…hang…on hang on hang…on. Nh." The guardian squeezes his eyes shut, trying to breathe evenly, releasing his grip on Tumb in case he hurts him,

"S-sorry, sorry, I…I didn’t…expect that. Sorry. Sorry."

*shakes her head and curls up a bit on herself* Sorry, I'm being all sad and making it worse.

It—it’s okay.

It’s just, I talk about this with Eli—with my therapist so…dragging it up again is a bit like picking at the healing scabs, you know?

*shakes head* I think the occasional nightmares are the worse really. Can climb over anything but sometimes the dark still sneaks up.

….yeah.

Nightmares.

Really…really shitty stuff……

ask-the-tumbler:

There’s a moment of hesitation, where Tumb almost says no, I don’t want to do it if you won’t get into it, you refused to do it when I didn’t want to, so why should I be any different? But then his resolve crumbles, and it’s not like Eternal doesn’t want him to do it; on the contrary, he’s practically begging him to!

So Tumb ducks forward, locking his lips passionately with his boyfriend’s. He moves deliberately but with a raw power, and when he forces his tongue into Eternal’s mouth, he isn’t wishy-washy about it.

His fingers start to roam over Eternal’s back, wandering under his shirt and pressing directly into his guardian marking, his nails digging into his skin lightly as he rakes them up and down his back. At the same time, he pulls his head back, tugging at Eternal’s lip as he does so, and starts planting kisses down his neck, suckling the skin gently at first, then with more intensity.

Eternal makes all sorts of strained noises, trembling and arching into Tumb’s touches. His movements are slow and sometimes hesitant but they’re there, he’s responding, and he’s letting Tumb lead, and it feels good.

He’s been fighting and struggling and kicking and screaming for what feels like forever. And it feels great to let someone else take control, to let someone boss him around, to let someone push him and shove him. It feels good to surrender entirely for once.

And he wants to tell Tumb so, he wants to tell him that he’s okay with this, that it feels good, that it’s helping him relax. But when he opens his mouth, he only lets out a breathy moan and ends up closing his eyes, feeling his tense muscles ease under Tumb’s kisses and touches.

It’s not a desire for sex, though there is certainly something sexual about it. It’s more about…relief. And it feels amazing to let it all go.

*sighs and sits down beside him* I know, had to do the same thing. It's hard, but it gets better. Some of it will always remain, but it gets better.

Yeah…yeah, I know…

Bad stuff never goes away. It just gets easier to deal with. Climbing over it, making yourself better after it, that’s the hard part.