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🌸 Current Prices 🌸

Busts

Flat - $20

Detailed - $30

+$5 for complex designs

Yells at Cloud - Completed YCH

Full Bodies

Flat - $35

Detailed - $45

+$10 for complex designs

Advent Calendar Day 12 - Fox

Chibis

Flat - $20

Detailed - $30

+$5 for complex designs

( Bitsies ) Sweet Pea - Pagan

Portraits

Simple - $20

Detailed - $30 (BG included)

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Ref Sheets

Priced per image & detail

ex; 1 flat bust & 1 detailed full body = $65

Khalon Ref Sheet

Twitch Emotes & Badges

$10 each

Twitter Post

Detailed Pet Portraits

$55 per pet (BG included)

Advent Calendar Day 17 - Sunflower

*All images come with either a flat or transparent background (except detailed portraits & pet portraits, BG is included). Detailed backgrounds can be added at an additional price. Private message me to discuss details.* ^^

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By commissioning me, you are purchasing my artist labor only. I retain all copyrights over my work, which include the right to distribute, reproduce, or use the image for marketing and promotion unless otherwise agreed upon.


❤ I retain the right to refuse any commission.


❤ Artwork will not be released until full payment is received.


❤ Credit must always be linked back to my profile. Please credit your artists!


❤ Please do not remove my signature, thanks!


❤ Edit requests are free in the sketch phase.


❤ 1 free minor edit will be offered per piece after completion. After that, a fee will incur.


❤ I prefer not to work with deadlines. A rush order fee can be discussed.


❤ My artwork is not to be resold for profit unless agreed upon. Merchandise contracts can be discussed.


❤ Please allow up to 8 weeks for delivery for each commission.


🌸 Payment 🌸


❤ Payment is preferred upfront. Deposits can be discussed. Fully paid commissions will always have priority.


❤ Payment is PayPal preferred. KoFi is also an option.


❤ I may consider large order discounts. However, please do not try and haggle my prices as those are non negotiable unless otherwise stated.


❤ Chargebacks are a bannable offense. Doing so will get you blacklisted and other artists will be made aware of it.


🌸 Refunds 🌸


❤ I am a no refund artist after the first 24 hours after purchase.


❤ I retain the right to fully refund a commissioner if I am unable/no longer willing to complete the commission.


❤ Rushing, pestering, or harassment regarding a commission is not tolerated. If I feel pressured or harassed, I will refuse the commission and refund you.


🌸 Custom Designs 🌸


❤ By commissioning me for a design(s), you recognize and agree to the following terms.


❤ Sometimes doppelganger designs happen, which means a design might accidentally look like another design out there in the universe. This is never intentional, and tweaks to said design will be free of charge.


❤ I reserve the right to keep a design I have grown fond of for my own personal use if I so choose (this rarely happens). This does NOT apply to closed species.


❤ For litter/offspring designs, permission from BOTH owners of the parents must be given for me to accept an order. Random character ships without one party's permission is unacceptable. You must also retain ownership of the parents until the offspring is/are completed.


❤ I will however accept colored photo references to produce a unique litter for you.


❤ I will do split litters. (multiple fathers)


🌸 Art Content 🌸


❤ I am most comfortable drawing all things animal, including mythicals such as dragons, gryphons, etc.


❤ I am comfortable drawing anthros and werewolves.


❤ I am not comfortable drawing humans quite yet, but i'm working on that!


❤ I will NOT draw fetishes or hate art.


🌸 Ordering 🌸


❤ You may DM me through DeviantArt chat or notes. You may also DM me on Twitter.


❤ Clear and well colored references are required unless I'm designing the character. Real life colored photos are also accepted.


❤ I do not work with description references, sorry!


❤ Character website links are highly encouraged! If you don't have a website, taking the time to describe a character's personality will help me bring out those traits in the artwork.


❤ Please be detailed and precise on what you're looking for in the commission. I am not responsible for lack of communication resulting in missing details.


🌸 Trades 🌸


❤ I currently am not accepting art trades at this moment in time. Sorry!

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A Change...

2 min read

Hello everyone! I hope you are well and having a wonderful Friday this week!


I wanted to come on here an announce changes to my DeviantArt going forward. In January, I'll be changing the name of my account (to what? I'm unsure yet as the username I had in mind is taken) but I wanted to give everyone a head's up before then.


Going forward, I believe I am going to stop doing feral artwork. The reason I stopped for a long time is because in my case, the market for it has drastically died and it has been extremely stressful trying to make money as an artist in this niche. I have always wanted to make the leap into doing anthro and human artwork, but I am extremely intimidated by how under practiced I am with bi-pedal anatomy and clothing. However, I know that I'm never going to grow and improve if I never try, so I'm taking the plunge and plan to start doing a ton of human sketch studies to try and hammer down the anatomy. I will likely also start offering extremely cheap YCHs in order to get practice in on different types of characters while also still putting food on my table.


This is a huge decision for me. I've been doing feral artwork since I was 12 years old. I have dabbled in anthro artwork here and there, but always fell back on feral because its what was comfortable for me. I am nervous, but excited to be taking this step in my art journey.


With all that said, in the coming weeks I will be posting all of my remaining feral bases up for free. I want to give to the community who built me, but these bases will be the last of an era. I hope everyone loves them as much as I did. <3


I hope to see you all on the next leg of this journey. Please be patient with me as I navigate this new space and learn all these new things. I appreciate the love and support, always.


Love, Ashlii

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Trigger warning

This post contains content involving emotional abuse, miscarriage, pet death, and depression. Read at your own discretion.



I don't think very many people read my journals so I kind of wanted to spill some stuff out into the world that I've been holding onto internally, and maybe give myself something to look back on later in life when I'm in a better place mentally, physically, and emotionally. By no means am I asking for any sort of pity, I'm simply looking for an outlet for these pent up thoughts and emotions, and those who choose to read this might have someone to relate to if they're in a similar boat.


2020 has been the second most difficult year of my entire life, second to the year my little sister died in a car accident. I now have a much deeper understanding of depression, and what it feels like to be cast into a realm of absolute hopelessness that can't be fixed with the typical self soothing tools I had used in the past. To be honest, even therapy has become exhausting. I actually missed my appointment today because I didn't have the strength to get myself out of bed, nor did I have the motivation to shower and look decent enough to go to an appointment. I'll have to pay a 'no show' fee for it, and that only adds to the mountain of anxiety I've been accumulating over the year.


Let me start with the beginning of 2020. I was in the thick of a nasty divorce with my emotionally abusive ex, and I was shoveling out tens of thousands of dollars to a lawyer for said divorce. But I was working a relatively good paying job, making $18 an hour and having the means to make ends meet with a little extra on the side. I was comfortable, I was paying my bills, and I was getting back on my feet after being dependent on a man since I was 19 years old. I was navigating a whole new world of self discovery and what I was capable of as an individual. I was SO proud that I landed this job that paid well above what I expected to receive with my absolute lack of work history, due in short to being a house wife all those 8 years. I had also lost about 40 pounds of weight and I felt amazingly healthy and confident with myself. For once in my life, I felt like I was going to be okay, even with a divorce looming over my shoulders.


Fast forward to March of 2020. Covid had reached the USA and we were now facing the pandemic of our lifetimes. Businesses were shutting down, Court rooms were shutting down, and people were losing their jobs, including myself. I was laid off March 25th, and it was a devastating blow. Unemployment was still up in the air, and because I was in a 'contractor' position, I wasn't eligible for unemployment benefits at first. Jobs became non-existent for a while and suddenly I became dependent on my ex husband once more. The only thing keeping myself and my pets fed was the alimony he was sending me monthly. I thought I was going to lose my car, but I was able to put a few of the payments on my credit card. Not that it really mattered, to be frank. I was suddenly stuck at home and outside there was an invisible enemy killing people by the minute around the world. I went from suddenly being this independent woman that escaped a toxic marriage, to this isolated individual with no job and barely able to make ends meet.


Thankfully in May, I qualified for unemployment relief. I began to get enough money to catch up on bills once more and I shoveled half my unemployment into an untouched savings in case I ever needed it. However, around this point, my cat Cookie got very sick. She had been losing weight over the course of 2 months, but I didn't have the money to get her into the vet. It killed me, and I hated that I couldn't care for her like I would have if I still had my job. But once unemployment began coming in, the very first thing I did was take her to the vet. She was jaundiced, her liver was failing. We had no idea why this was happening. I couldn't get her to eat anything. When I say I tried everything, I tried EVERYTHING from every brand of cat food imaginable to canned chicken/tuna/salmon and even fresh meats, hoping she would eat. I began to syringe feed her, and I learned online how to give Subcutaneous Fluids under the permission of my veterinarian. Every other day, she would get 100ccs of fluid, and every 4 hours she would get a syringe feeding of high protein food, high calorie gel, and milk thistle to help her liver. I also took her out into the sunlight for about a half hour a day. After a week in a half of this, one day she jumped up on my computer desk and started nibbling at the pepperoni on my pizza. I think that was the happiest moment of 2020 for me at the time, and I ran to the fridge and got her a piece of every deli meat variety we had available. And she ate on her own! Her jaundice faded away, and she began to play again. She had energy and she expressed her gratitude with lots of snuggles, purrs and love. She was such a precious, gentle, loving cat.



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Unfortunately, while her liver got better, she began to bloat. Her stomach became so huge it looked like she was pregnant. I had read that sometimes it's a side effect of liver damage, and could resolve itself, so I watched her like a hawk for a while. But one day, she seemed to be struggling. She was aimless and couldn't get comfortable, and she had a look of 'zoning out' in her eyes, like the spark had gone out again like it had when she was in liver failure. I rushed her to the emergency vet, where they did a number of tests on her. They drained the fluid from her stomach and sent it out to a lab to be tested, they did x-rays, they checked her blood and everything under the sun. It cost me over 3k of that savings I built up, but I didn't care. And my worst fears were realized when the vet called me the next morning to tell me there were spots on her lungs in the x-ray. My sweet little 4 year old cat had lung cancer, and the vet told me she only had weeks left. I was so devastated. I brought her home and gave her so much love that she was probably sick of me by the end of it. We snuggled in bed together, and I watched her slowly decline over the course of a few days. When the day came that I decided to ease her suffering, she passed away in the car on the way to the vet. The last thing she did before she was gone was lay her head in my hand, and with her she took a huge piece of my heart and soul to the rainbow bridge with her. I struggle to this day to find an answer as to 'why her'? She was the most gentle, sweetest, unproblematic cat I've ever had in my life. All she ever wanted was to be loved, and man she ADORED me with every ounce of her little being. Every morning she would greet me with a hug when I walked in the room and sit on my chest purring like a motor in pure joy that I was awake and in her company. I miss her so much, and I'm crying typing this. I miss you Cookie.


Around the same time things were happening with Cookie, I discovered I had become pregnant. About a year after my separation from my ex, I became romantically close with my best friend of 10 years and I finally felt like I was with someone who actually appreciated me. He's a wonderful human being, so I wasn't terrified of having a child with him like I was my toxic ex. I convinced myself for so long that I didn't want kids because I refused to have a child with a man that verbally, emotionally, and sexually abused me. I would NOT allow my children to be raised by a man like that. But suddenly, I was faced with the fact that I was pregnant, and the father was a man I knew would be a wonderful dad. When I told him about the pregnancy, I went in SO nervous about how he would react. Neither of us were ready for this, but he responded with the most genuinely pure excitement I had ever seen. He picked me up, spun me around, and had tears in his eyes. It shocked me, but it was that response that gave me a wave of relief that this would be okay. I started imagining this tiny little family we had unintentionally started. We talked about names and how we wanted to tell our family.


But one day, I started spotting and cramping. Of course, being my first pregnancy, I panicked and ran to the computer to do some research. Light spotting and cramping was normal in the first trimester from everything I read. I called my doctor, and she confirmed what I had read. But at the end of week 6 of my pregnancy, the bleeding became heavy, and I rushed to the ER. They couldn't find a heartbeat, and the doctor coldly told me there was nothing they could do. I had an appointment with OBGYN scheduled for a Monday to confirm whether or not I had lost the pregnancy, but on the Saturday before my appointment, I went into an active miscarriage. Its very similar to labor. I had contractions that started about 2 hours before and they got closer together until they were under a minute apart. I was in a tub of hot water for about 3 hours until everything passed. I was exhausted, and broken. This year was taking everything from me and I just wanted to give up.


After the miscarriage and losing Cookie, I fell into the deepest depression I've ever experienced. I shut everyone out, including my boyfriend, who was also dealing with the devastation of losing our child. There were weeks I think I laid in bed for days and only got up to munch on horrible food and go to the bathroom before soon reclusing back into my bed again. I wanted nothing to do with my friends, family or my partner. I just wanted to be left alone. I didn't want help, I didn't want companionship. I just wanted my bed and snuggles from my cat Bink. My relationship with my boyfriend slowly fell apart. I lost all romantic feelings for him, not because he did anything wrong, but because the idea of being in any sort of relationship at this point was absolutely exhausting. I could barely function as a human being, much less be a decent significant other. I went back and forth on how I would break up with him, and if I even should or wait it out and see if I can find those feelings again. To this day, I haven't been able to, and I feel so guilty for it. I'm not entirely sure what happened or why I can't find my love for him, because he wants nothing but the best for me and he treats me better than any man I've ever been with. He has never asked for anything more than my love and I can't seem to give that to him right now, and it kills me.


On top of all this, my boyfriend and I are have been getting taken advantage of by family over the last year. We're living with my parents due to Covid displacing both of us, and we're now stuck in a situation where they are dependent on our rent money. Any mention of us finally moving out to get our own place has caused an uproar of negative reactions. I could go on about how toxic this household is, and how we both feel as if we're good for nothing but the green in our bank account, but I feel it would take an entire page of red flags and signs to go over everything that has been happening under this roof.


Little things throughout the year also began to pile up on top of the big things. When you're as broken as I have been, these tiny complaints seem like HUGE hurdles. I hurt my rotator cuff in my shoulder. My 1 year old $600 smart TV (that I bought as a gift to myself for leaving my abusive husband) surged and broke when I needed it most. I lost any and all muse for artwork. I almost lost a best friend because of a misunderstanding and only recently hammered that out. I can't afford therapy due to my co-pay being too expensive. I can't afford Christmas this year. My ex won our divorce and got what he wanted because I engaged in a romantic relationship a year after we separated. My car won't start half the time due to being idle for so long. My house erupted with a flea infestation and I've been spending what little scraps of change I have on flea medication. My aunt moved in temporarily with her boyfriend and 3 kids, and her dogs hate me so much that when I so much as step out of my bedroom I get charged and attacked by them, and it's MY fault somehow so I avoid leaving my bedroom at all costs to avoid upsetting the entire house. My divorce was delayed 3 times and I've had to shovel out retainer fees to my lawyer to keep her on my case. My brother became addicted to Meth and began stealing from my family while refusing rehab. I shaved my head because my hair was falling out in chunks due to the stress from my depression. I have gained 50 pounds and lost all my weight loss progress. The list goes on.


Unfortunately, I'm not writing this 'after the fact'. This is still very much ongoing and I'm still struggling to try and figure out who I am and what my purpose is. 2020 has taken so much away from me and my identity. Every day I feel like a burden on society because I'm contributing nothing. I have no direction and I feel so very lost in this world right now. And like I said, I am not writing this for pity, I simply want to document this process somehow and maybe give others something to relate to.


I do deeply apologize to those I've owed artwork to and I thank you so very much for your unwavering patience with me. I think if I type any more, my fingers are going to fall off. If you've read this far, thank you so much for lending an ear.


To those who can relate to this post in one way or another, know that you're not alone. This year has taken so much from so many people. I am lucky in the sense that I have not lost anyone to Covid, but the same cannot be said for millions of people out there. The world is a mess, and I cling to hope that when this fizzles out, we can find our purpose again.


Much love to you all <3

Ashley

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