#will smith hands

seraf does commissions!

hey guys, i thought i might try this again - i haven’t had any luck with it in the past, but my art has improved, to the point where people might actually want it. so - price list:

uncolored sketch: $5, ––– +1 for each additional character (flat) colored sketch: $8, ––– first additional character free, second or more +2 shaded portrait: $15 ––– +5 for each additional character shaded unconventional viewpoint/partial body: $20 ––– +5 for each additional character shaded full body: $25 ––– +5 for each additional character

RULES: - no nudity/nsfw - suggestive/partial nudity is okay, but nothing that would get me, as a minor, in trouble.  - vent art/gore/guro/body horror okay. - no noncon/incest/pedophilic ships, etc.  - i would prefer not to do genderbends. - anthropomorphic/robots/etc allowed, but pricing might differ.

meme × @ciindyaurum

... lazily.

     the sunshine filters through the blinds of cindy’s bedroom, laying with reckless abandon over his face and bare chest. the light brings gladio slowly out of his sleep, and it’s with a low grunt that he finally allows himself to open his eyes. for a few moments, he can’t remember where he is, but a few glances around the room to orient himself tell the story of the night before and it all comes flooding back.

    it had started as a date, which in and of itself was weird. gladiolus amicitia doesn’t date, much less a girl like cindy that all of his friends know. no, he much prefers getting to know girls on his own terms. and yet, here he is, having crashed in her room after a long and difficult night. 

    they’d had the what are we talk, which is probably gladio’s least favorite kind of talk. he much prefers the fuck now, ask questions later kind. still, there’s something in her voice, something in the way she holds herself that keeps gladio’s attention, something that makes him want to offer more of himself to her than he would anyone else. and it wasn’t like she had been begging for answers, either. it had started as a simple conversation about gladio’s exes, and before he knew it, he was leaned back on her couch with her in his lap, their lips pressed tightly together, all tongue and all hopeful for the future.

    gladio sighs, running a hand through his hair. this is gonna be fun to explain to everyone else...

    he turns over to face cindy’s half-awake form, a smile pulling at the corners of his lips as he presses gentle, barely-there kisses to her shoulder, neck, cheek, and finally her lips.

My folks have close to a 20 year age gap and I’ve never found anything wrong with it.