ShadowNCTzen

Price: $30 via Paypal or 3000 dA Points, this may vary upon the complexity or simplicity of the concept requested. Key things to Note: - If you are looking for a pretty artstyle, I can do my best to make the concept look nice, but I'm still "perfecting" my artstyle, so to others it may not look the prettiest. - I'll do my best to making things that can be legal, but I cannot guarantee that they will be. (Keep in mind these are not supposed to be a finalized design either, just a tool you could use in your design). - I will not be posting these onto DeviantArt, unless you allow me to, I'll only have them in my stash so that I could potentially use them as more examples for other commissions. - I will do concepts for any of yer characters, at any stage of their lives, and even if they don't exist fully yet. - Typically most concept will automatically come with clothing, and will automatically come with the upgrades: Pupils (Any Variant), Thumbs, Unlimited Colors

“Mammon, where've you been?” Levy's voice rang through the house before he even set one foot in it. Mammon looked around for his brother, but he wasn't in the vicinity of the back door. “If you're going to ask how I know it was you, think about the fact that only two of us live in this house.” Mammon's face fell considerably, it's not like he forgets that only he and Levy live here. But really he was just hoping that it wouldn't be that noticeable that he was gone. Plus! He could have easily been a robber anyways, Levy's reasoning is partially flawed. Mammon nodded to himself as his silent thought. “And ta think I coulda come home without bein’ questioned.” Mammon shook his head as he made his way to the den, his claws clicking against the floor rhythmically. He flopped across the couch they have, stretching before closing his eyes. “You know why I ask you where you've been.” Levy grumbled, turning a page in the book he was reading before boring holes in the side of Mammon's head.

CW: Talk of not wanting to exist, character feeling overwhelmed. “-oni.” Adonis groaned quietly in his sleep, as someone shook him gently. “Doni, baby.” Adonis grumbled before rolling over, and shoving his face into the chest of the staxie next to them. “Baby, you've gotta get up.” They grumbled again, curling closer to the soothing warmth, hearing the rumble of the other's chest as they chuckled. “Aw, my sweet prince. You've been asleep for half the day, maybe there could be another way to wake thee.” Adonis smiled softly at Toms’ words, pulling his head back slightly, before opening his eyes. “You wouldn't steal a kiss without my consent would you?” “Never Doni.” Toms smiled nuzzling the side of Adonis’ head, laughing as their mane tickled him. “But I was being truthful, you've been asleep almost all day. We should get up.” Adonis groaned before whining, and curling up even tighter against Toms. “I dun wanna though.” Adonis sat there almost motionless, seemingly trying to go