#cheet ocs

[wyrmtunnel]

cheet playermodel (july 29th 2023) - this one i am actually using in a personal modpack for collecting creatures. i can make him sit also

[sgt-cheetoh]

Hellsbells. Haven’t posted in a good minute.

So. How’s everyone been? Hopefully good. Anywho. I’ve come with news! After being away for a long ass bit other than a few posts and reblogs here and there, I’ve decided to try and resume posting what I originally did this blog for. Incorrect cod quotes and headcanons. I’ll also possibly start writing about the blog’s mascot (Cheetoh) when I can just for fun cause I have nothing else to do.

As a reminder, due to my horrible schedule, don’t expect me to instantly be up and posting. It’ll take slow build ups. Plus, the incorrect cod quotes were always random in my brain and I’ve no longer gotten ideas. (Hence why I’ll be doing oc posts in the meantime if anyone’s interested.)

Gonna try to get this blog back up and running. Here’s hoping I can manage that and not forget I have this app for months on ends.

- Cheetoh💥

[ngsketches]

Ya I have a Dandy's World oc-

This is Aida, she is support Toon! Her role in Gardenview is help teach kids about anatomy and kindness. But Unfortunately her kindful demeanor makes her neglect her own needs.

Bandaid Cheet sheet under the cut

This was made during Gigi update, so the list isnt complete lol.

[gldrushh]

SUGAR AND SIN | JJK

TITLE Sugar and Sin.

PAIRING Mafia boss! Jungkook x female oc

GENRE Mafia au, grumpy x sunshine, forced proximity, slow burn, dark romance, crime/thriller.

BLURB When curiosity takes Aurora Beckett from cupcakes to creeping into a mansion, she stumbles upon a world she’s not ready for. Sneaking around is one thing; getting caught by a business mogul is another.

TAGS oc is a little impulsive(maybe a lot), oc makes a dumb decision what's new, KIM TAEHYUNG makes an entry, he's a sly bastard but we love him for that

WARNINGS Mild Violence/Threatening Behavior, mentions of paranoia/ anxiety.

A/N thinking I'm gonna make a masterlist for this series 🤔🤔

TAG LIST @scuzmunkie @eshieslovemaze

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CHAPTER 9: SPY

Cheeto was still planning on running away.

His sharp nails scratched in a irratible manner against the soft wool of the lavender hued sweater as he continued to make constant attempts to wriggle out of Aurora's arms, clearly displeased with being escorted back to his "prison."

"Stop it, cheets. I really like this one." She mumbled to tabby, readjusting him in her arms.

If the landlord of her apartment, Mrs Jung was any better of a person and not a stone heart lady in her fifties who acted like any movement of fur was a national emergency, maybe cheeto and her sweater wouldn't have to go through this.

But since that wasn't the case, Aurora just hoped her little troublemaker would get the sweetest of homes even if that came in the cost of never seeing him again.

Until then, he'll have to do with his prison.

The jingling of the door bell on the animal shelter's door was familiar to Aurora and so was the purrs and barks that came along with it the instant she pushed inside.

"Morning, Eunji!" the brunette called out as she stepped inside, the familiar scent of cedarwood and pet shampoo filling the small lobby. "Look who's here to make it good." She joked, putting the orange tabby with a permanent scowl on the front desk.

Eunji glanced up from the front desk, her dark hair falling messily from her ponytail. "Ah, this little demon!" She laughed, taking him in her arms to press a kiss to his head that softened his mood a little. "I swear he does it on purpose to piss us off."

Aurora couldn't agree more.

"Thank you again, Aurora. He and I really do trouble you a lot."

She shook her hand in front of her dismissively. "Oh, no, it's alright. I found him hanging around the back of the bakery for some reason. It wasn't much trouble."

Aurora couldn't have lied more even if she tried.

"Still, thank you. You took care of him for the night." A smile, speaking of gratitude spread on her face to which Aurora smiled back in response. Eunji placed him back on the floor, letting Cheeto saunter to his personalized bowl that Aurora had gifted, filled with cat food. "He'll be fine here for now," she said, but there was a flicker of concern in her voice.

A concern Aurora felt all too well. leaning against the counter, she asked. "How are things going here?"

Eunji's smile faltered for a moment, and she let out a soft sigh. "It's... fine. For now." Her voice trailed off as she glanced around at the animals. "I'm doing my best, but the deadline is getting closer."

"I know." Aurora nodded quietly, her voice soft but resolute. "And I've been doing my best to save up some money to help. I promise we'll find a way."

Eunji's expression turned into a softer one. "I really appreciate all that you do for this place, Aurora. You've been a huge help really but I can't help but worry. I don't want them to loose their homes."

"Hey, we'll figure something out," Aurora cut in, trying to sound more optimistic than she felt. "The fundraising event is also around the corner. Don't lose hope." Aurora glanced around the shelter, her heart squeezing as she thought of this place closing down.

"We'll make sure they have a place to stay."

Eunji smiled, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. "I hope you're right."

After waving goodbye to her friend, Aurora made her way to her bakery, considering the opening hours are gonna be starting soon.

A unease in her steps rather than a usual quiet energy, as if she was walking on clouds, free of the earth's pull when she was walking to her bakery.

A hesistant look crossed over her face rather than something speaking of characteristic familiarty as she entered in and her eyes instantly searched for the back room, her feet pulling her towards the space with a calculated carefulness because her mind was a little tease and was imagining pictures of the men from last night doing some satanic ritual there to call the Satan. She wouldn't question it if shadow man appeared instead.

But instead, the room was... normal. Everything was in its place, nothing suspicious lying around. No mysterious boxes. No blood rituals. Nothing.

She sighed in relief, shaking her head at her own paranoia. Of course, there was nothing. Smooth work, though, she had to admit.

Still, something gnawed at the back of her mind.

No. Hell no.

Before any sly ideas could worm their way inside, Aurora pushed them shut as she did with the door.

She would just take shadow man for his words, even if it's as crazy as it's sounds and mind her own buisness. She doesn't need to get involved in whatever this is.

୨ৎ

Days passed, and Aurora found herself clinging to small highlights and distractions. Sometimes it was the video calls with her parents, where her dad proudly showed off the progress on his classic. Other times, it was late-night strolls with Lia, searching for tteok-bokki shops that were still open to pair with cheap soju. She'd spend time hanging out with Cheeto at the shelter, helping Eunji with the animals. And when she wasn't doing that, she was getting the hang of her new crocheting hobby.

But it was the time when she'd start to close the bakery for the day as well as start to run out of distractions. It was the stillness in the moment that would make her thoughts run wild.

So she'd feed the gnawing curiosity little crumbs by lingering just a little late to keep an eye out of for any whispers of the shadowy world she'd glimpsed but it was like these men were robots, programmed to do one thing without a mistake and sound expect the heavy shuffles of their shoes.

That'd make her dare a little bit more where she'd try to creep around the alley, clearly learning nothing from the experience she had with that pervert who was somehow gonna show her a cat other than cheetoo, last time.

But then again, she had not catched the sight of that creep or his boss since that encounter, in the group of the black clad men.

Hyunsoo though, often spotted her lurking but would only offer a curt "Go home," blocking any attempts she made to learn more. And when she'd try to make progress in their blooming friendship in the nights he'd feel the necessity to walk her home, he'd just give his signature silence.

This night, she had enough with all the attempts gone in vain.

The nagging thought kept getting louder: she couldn't just sit by and let whatever shady business was happening around her continue unchecked.

I need to know what's going on, she thought, tapping her foot restlessly against the floor of her apartment as the clock approached midnight but still keeping mind of the people living in the floor beneath.She didn't had the time to deal with a noise complaint.

That's when the plan took root. Not a well-thought-out one, but she was getting desperate. And desperate times called for...well, stupid measures.

She slipped into an black hoodie she had borrowed from lia and jeans, her version of a "stealthy" outfit, and tied her hair back. She even grabbed some dark eyeliner and smeared it beneath her eyes for an extra layer of concealment.

Looking back into the mirror, she rather saw her 14 year old version who had stepped fresh into her emo phase because a guy she had a crush on mentioned he liked emo girls and not a woman who was gonna be putting her life on line.

Atleast they had one thing in common- both were comically absurd.

Determined, she stepped into the night with a box of blueberry cupcakes in her hand.

Her feet still bouncing in an anxiety that seemed to peak as her eyes stayed glued to the rearview mirror as the cab trailed behind the two black SUVs ahead that took off after packing up their work.

"Follow that car," she had told the cab driver, a request that earned her an odd look before he agreed. Ever turn and twist, she kept reminding herself- this wasn't some fun spy game; she was following people who might kill her if they noticed.

-But if she could just figure out what they were up to, maybe she'd stop feeling like a puppet in a dangerous game.

"Miss, this area is pretty out of the way. You sure you want to follow them all the way out here?" the driver asked, his eyes flicking between the road and the retreating taillights.

Aurora gulped. "Yeah, I'm sure."

They drove for another ten minutes, winding through the city until the buildings thinned out into sprawling estates, each bigger than the last. She felt the weight in her chest grow heavier, but she couldn't back out now.

When the black cars finally slowed down and turned into a massive iron gate, Aurora's breath caught in her throat. Holy hell, that's a mansion. She slouched lower in her seat, trying to avoid being seen.

"You want me to stop here?" The cab driver slowed down the car at a distance and asked with doubt.

"Uh, yeah, yeah. Just... pull over."

The car eased to a stop at the side of the road. Aurora peered out the window, her heart racing as she watched the two cars disappear past the gates. The mansion loomed beyond, a monstrous structure of dark stone walls and glass, practically glowing under the moon light.

She hadn't expected this. This is where they're going?

This had to be something far more important and..sinister than she thought. And she was gonna find that out. Without overthinking, she handed the driver some cash with a thank you and slipped out of the cab, keeping to the shadows as she surveyed the metal gate that shut as soon as the cars got inside.

Although one thing stood out. There were no other men in black. No other guards surrounding or on duty in front of this place that looked like the home for royalty.

It looked more like a trap than mere carelessness.

She wasn't sure if she should be getting closer to that. But after a few moments of pacing and chewing her lip, she noticed an old side entrance near the back far from what looked like the main one, small and rusted. Now that was carelessness on their part.

A quick glance around. No one in sight.

Taking a deep breath, Aurora sneaked in through the gate and slipped onto the estate grounds, clutching the box in her arms like some kind of weak alibi as if her plan of serenading the shadow man with them if she accidentally stumbled upon him would actually work. He could use some sweetness in his system anyways.

She crept along the side of the well trimmed bushes, trying her best not to think about how this was possibly the worst idea she'd ever had. But she was committed now.

The garden was more of a massive lawn, perfectly manicured with tall hedges and sculptures that looked far too expensive to be touched, let alone damaged. Slowly, she began moving further into the garden, sticking close to the hedges and keeping her steps light. She couldn't help but glance around, half expecting some hidden security camera to zoom in on her at any moment. Her breath came out in small puffs of air as she pressed herself against the side of a large stone sculpture, listening intently.

Footsteps.

Voices.

Aurora's heart rate spiked as she heard the low murmur of men's voices not too far away. She couldn't quite make out what they were saying, but they were getting closer, and that was all that mattered. Crap.

She darted towards the nearest shadowy corner, hugging the side of the mansion's tall, imposing walls. The soft moonlight glinted off the sleek black stone, and for a moment, she felt small, like she had just stepped into a world far too big for her to understand.

As the voices grew louder, her pulse pounded in her ears. Aurora ended up practically pressed against the cold stone of the building, trying to stay hidden

Then, she heard it.

"Didn't expect to see a little mouse wandering around here." A deep smoth voice spoke out from behind, the edges of the words lilting with amusement.

Aurora recognized the voice before she even turned around. It was the same one she and Lia tuned in the buisness channels for.

Aurora's heart jumped into her throat at the realization, and she whipped around. Her eyes widened as they locked onto the tall, well-dressed man who was the finest one to walk on earth according to 6 mainstream magazines ever year.

She blinked. Then blinked again.

Holy. Crap.

Standing before her was Kim Taehyung-the Kim Taehyung. The one and only heir to Kim corporations- a ridiculously powerful family with buisness lineages that went beyond the borders of South Korea. The one that was always somehow in the top 10 trending topics. The one she and her blonde haired best friend may or may not have fangirled for in several occasions

Her brain short-circuited for a moment, processing the fact that the most handsome and recognizable man was looking down at her, and she was wearing a hoodie and extra eyeliner for gods sake.

Aurora's grip tightened on the cupcake box, as if it would save her from whatever was happening.

"KimfreakingTaehyung!" she gasped in one breath. Some part of her wished to lia to be here so she could validate this moment because Aurora didn't think anyone's going to believe her.

"What-how-I mean, what are you doing here?" she blurted next, half in awe, half in panic. Her attempt at being inconspicuous was completely blown. "Oh my God-- is this your house?"

Taehyung chuckled, "Kind of." Oh God, kill me.

His eyes then glanced down at the cupcake box in her arms, making the amused look get replaced by something else. But it was only for a second before his usual expression was back on with a greater intensity.

"It's nice to finally meet you, Ms Beckett." He spoke again and she almost fainted hearing her name come out of his mouth. Aurora had expected mystery, maybe even a little danger, but Kim Taehyung knowing her name was definitely not on the list..

Her mind reeled and words got caught in her throat. "Y-You know who I am?" The question "also can I touch you to see if you're real?" tried to escape from her mouth but she pushed it back down.

He smiled that million dollar smile of his, that made headlines. "You do buisness with a close friend of mine. Of course I know."

Aurora's brain screeched to a halt. Business? Friend? She replayed the words in her head, trying to connect the dots, but none of it made sense. She didn't know anyone in his circle-or at least she didn't think she did. Her wide-eyed stare must've been a dead giveaway because Taehyung's amused grin grew wider.

"You seem confused, Ms. Beckett," Taehyung said, his voice teasing. "Considering my friends leaves... quite the impression." His eyes flickered with something, like he was dropping a secret into her lap.

The realization hit her like a freight train.The shadow man. The man who owned her bakery and all the danger in her life. He was Kim Taehyung's friend? Why would a man with elegance like his would ever be acquaintances with a man like him?

Unless... there was not much difference between elegance and elusive.

"I... didn't know," she whispered, feeling like she was standing on the edge of a cliff. "I had no idea."

"It's alright. Most don't." He cooly said.

Despite his confirmation, she found it hard to imagine the polished business heir, always in the public eye, charming his way through interviews and dazzling the media with... that man who lurked in the shadows of alleyways and backdoor deals.

She glanced at Taehyung, the question burned on her tongue.

Taehyung, meanwhile, was studying her with mild amusement, clearly enjoying the way her mind was spinning. His gaze flicking to the cupcake box in her arms again. "I've also heard you're quite the baker, Ms Beckett. Just not that you did late night deliveries by sneaking around."

Aurora flushed, suddenly very aware of how out of her depth she was. "I-well, I don't usually... I mean, this isn't exactly a delivery!" she stammered, her voice embarrassingly high-pitched. "I was just... taking a walk and... you know, ended up here. As for the box it's like a emotional support. "

Her mind scrambled for something less ridiculous to say, but all she could focus on was the fact that Kim Taehyung was standing in front of her, smirking like he'd caught her in the most awkward situation possible-which, of course, he had.

"A midnight stroll in guarded grounds? Are you lying, Aurora?"

Aurora's cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red and she was grateful for the dark the night provided at this moment.

Focus, she scolded herself again. This is not the time to act like a school girl with a crush in front of Kim Taehyung.

"Guess I got a little curious." She slyly managed although it leaned more towards awkward and I want the ground to swallow me in.

Taehyung's smile returned, but there was a subtle shift in his expression-something darker, though still controlled. "Curiosity is fine, Ms. Beckett," he said, his voice smooth as ever and now echoing in her ear as he leaned closer. "Just be sure you know when to stop." He added, the last being a deep whisper.

Aurora shifted uncomfortably on her feet as he leaned in and his rich, intoxicating colonge that clung effortlessly to him crashed onto her senses like a truck with a drunk driver, making the flush travel down to her neck.

Oh she needed to get out of here.

"Right. Well, I should... probably get going," Aurora managed to say, her voice slightly breathless. "Before I... accidentally let my curiosity get the better of me again." She gave a weak laugh, trying to will her face back to a normal color.

He maintained that smile on his face with a grace and smoothly took the cupcake box from her before she could disappear from here and most probably the face of the earth after the embarrassment she had put herself through, in front of Kim Taehyung, no less.

"I'll be expecting one of those boxes for me next time."

[sirmedicknight]

Hello I hope you doing well .

Im Ahmed Alhabil With my Parents , wife and my 2 kids living in Ga*za .

Our house destroys and live in a tent🤦‍♂️😭

I have make this go fund me link to fund my family To PRovide relief to my family and children under these harsh circumstances and to evacuate from Ga*za to the safe place .

Help us so that we can continue to live and be

able to secure water, food and medicine

My line On Butterflyeffect Project Cheet Is 79👈 

PaliLiberation: Family#76👈

Can you please help as much as you can .

donate any amount to safe life ..

My Link On Bio🔗👈

I will appreciate your help❤️

you can creat video to help us ❤️

For Donait This my link👇

🔗 gofund.me/2adde3d1 🔗

this is a verified campaign - #163 on the vetted gaza evacuation fundraiser list

Hello, I unfortunately can not give money currently for donations. However if anyone donates between Aug 16-Sep 16 and sends me a screenshot I will doodle any characters of your choosing, Ocs included!!

Heres a sample of sketches I can do between 1-3 days

And some I can do in a week on Sundays

Note: this is not affiliated with this fundraiser and I am not taking any money!

[lindwyrms]

hi i CANNOT stop thinking about smile for me. so i made a habitician sona lol

cheet felivico, they/them, they originally came to the habitat after realizing they have no motivation or reason to ever get out of bed in the morning.  you’d probably cheer em up by finding their cat, who’s hanging out in a different part of the habitat every morning

[almaadst]

Art Raffle prize for @milkyreblogs (´∀｀)♡ Suzuki was such fun to draw!  Other: Commissions info Mirai Asaika Sanith - Character sheet

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT MY or OWNER PERMISSION!

[clonesdeservebetter]

i gave the swtor a quick look. any ocs in the inquisitor or consular classes?

!! thank you for asking!

Yes I do! I’ve got one for each, and they’re... very different from each other bdfhs (throwing their info under the readmore)

Some spoilers for both of these storylines, as well as some expansion stuff.

My Sith Inquisitor is Jareff Tuun, a Human Man. Jareff’s had it rough, starting with the fact that he was not only born into slavery, but one of his earliest memories is of his father being executed by the Imperial Overseer in charge for attempting to start a slave revolt. His mother was taken from the camp and sent to Korriban for Sith Training once it was discovered she was Force Sensitive, but this proved to also be a death sentence, since she didn’t even survive her first month there.

Jareff was raised by his maternal grandfather, who was not FS, but upon discovering Jareff was, he urged the young boy to keep it a secret and refrain from nurturing it. Jareff listened at first, but eventually began using his abilities to keep the other slaves at bay, especially as his grandfather got older. However, one night, his grandfather was murdered by guards who had wanted to get their kicks from beating up an old man. All of Jareff’s fury manifested at once, and left desolation in its wake until he was captured and sent to Korriban for training.

Unlike his mother, he survived. More than that, he learned to thrive, becoming Darth Nox against all odds. He was Ruthless, Bloodthirsty, Sadistic, basically everything you’d think a Sith would be. This has... changed somewhat in more recent times. The more time he spent on the Dark Council, the less impulsively cruel he became, and a more mature Jareff began to take form. And after everything that happened with the Revanites and the Emperor (one large factor being meeting a Republic Privateer who he would come to respect and work well with), his worldview slowly began to shift, culminating in him mellowing out somewhat (as much as someone like him can).

He will be the first to suggest murder, mayhem, and torture, but if the others are against it, he’ll actually respect that. His temper is still something to be feared, and he is fiercely protective of his Alliance and its people, but he is... not benevolent, but certainly not the Sith who clawed his way up through the ranks, seizing his power with bared teeth and bloody claws.

And now, for something completely different

My Jedi Consular is Nyra Cheet, a Miraluka Woman. She was born on a Republic colony that was being ravaged by a horrible plague. Her parents were both taken by the sickness, and she was instead raised by the various medics and Jedi that had been assigned to keep the sickness under control. She showed her aptitude for the Force at a very young age, showcasing powers and abilities that even shocked the most experienced of the Jedi present. She was taught to control her abilities by both the Jedi and the handful of other Miraluka that the plague had yet to take.

While her healing skills were certainly impressive, her ability to enhance her combat skills and general disposition towards helping the Jedi defeat the Sith were what truly caught the eye of her masters, and when she joined the Jedi Order, they knew she was likely to become one of the greatest Jedi to live.

Nyra herself is, like many Miraluka, thoughtful and cautious, but due to her upbringing and the general, constant praise of her powers, she is also somewhat aloof towards matters and people not dealing with the Force. This has lead her own attachment to the Force to be neither light nor dark, but more neutral in nature. However, as she began to encounter more and more of the galaxy, even igniting a semi-romance with Major Motra Kanu of Havoc Squad, she began to become more grounded, her neutrality becoming more of worldly thing as opposed to an accidental thing.

She helped during the Rishi/Yavin 4 situations during the Revanite incidents, and during the five years after the disappearance of Darth Nox and Privateer Captain Myriad Carr (reported dead, but the claim was highly disputed), she primarily served as a healer for the forces who fought against Arcann and his Eternal Empire. Sensing something more at work, when she was told of an Alliance formed by the two to fight against the Eternal Empire, she was among the first to arrive. She would soon re-ignite the romance between her and Major Kanu once he, too, arrived.

[cringiest-rat]

“So like... I’m in. :p”

--

Cybernetic enhancements, known colloquially as Synthware, are very commonplace among the youth in the Great States. One of the most common are Emotion Displays, Emotis for short. Though widescale used to immerse oneself in VR or in phones to cater to your feelings, some have taken to rewiring Emotis to fit other causes. One such case of this belongs to an anonymous hacker known only as ‘Starter’.

Starter, with the help of a trusted doc, merged the Emoti with an External Neural Port. An ENP’s purpose is to read neural wavelengths and transmit them into electrical pulses to power devices. Starter wired her Emoti to work with the ENP to display Starter’s emotions via preset emoticons on her self-made mask. This is a case of synthware that isn’t unheard of, but is uncommon due to it’s lack of practical use. Starter however views this as an anti-social loner’s dream... to be able to hide in the public’s eye and still conform enough to be accepted. She rarely finds herself without the mask in their day-to-day life, now unable to separate herself from it in their own mind. They purposefully keep their life from before the mask as secretive as possible, going as far as to manually delete or hide any trace of it she could reach. With her anonymity, Starter took to a career of cyber-vigilantism, using their computer prowess to become a modern day Robin Hood. Their work eventually got her noticed by The Lucky Stars, where they work under to this day. They do mostly the same as before, now with a more... targeted focus.

[espy-heart]

A while ago I saw one of those art youtubers I follow do a drawing with all her purple art supplies, and I thought “Man, I’d like to do that, but I dunno if I have that much purple art stuff.” Turns out I actually have plenty. It’s mainly colored pencils, though.

[wyrmtunnel]

(july 17th 2023) experimenting a little with making cheet scruffier and desaturating his palette a bit more

[sgt-cheetoh]

Blog things;

▄︻デ۪۞━一

I’m just your average dude with a ‘few��� obsessions.

Starting this as a mixed cod blog. Headcanons, posts with OC’s and more. Posting schedule is random as of being busy and lack of sleep.

OC’s below;

Andre Murk

My asks are open; feel free to ask anything, gremlins.

- Cheetoh💥

[chiptrillino]

you know... i mentioned my oc cheet sheets for long fics once. and well... Leaving It All Behind by Sreeder ended man was that a wild ride... (and i got a friend! hey@ssreeder!!! )

so if anyone ever wondered how i picture the charakters to look like!

uhm... form left to right 1th row: chang, whe know this butt-hole is, ara!, shen... 2nd row: lyn, eve <3<3<3, V, opal, reho

[sissi-art]

buncha great ocs i got from cheet

[sirmedicknight]

Hello I hope you doing well .

Im Ahmed Alhabil With my Parents , wife and my 2 kids living in Ga*za .

Our house destroys and live in a tent🤦‍♂️😭

I have make this go fund me link to fund my family To PRovide relief to my family and children under these harsh circumstances and to evacuate from Ga*za to the safe place .

Help us so that we can continue to live and be

able to secure water, food and medicine

My line On Butterflyeffect Project Cheet Is 79👈 

PaliLiberation: Family#76👈

Can you please help as much as you can .

donate any amount to safe life ..

My Link On Bio🔗👈

I will appreciate your help❤️

you can creat video to help us ❤️

For Donait This my link👇

🔗 gofund.me/2adde3d1 🔗

this is a verified campaign - #163 on the vetted gaza evacuation fundraiser list

Hello, I unfortunately can not give money currently for donations. However if anyone donates between Aug 16-Sep 16 and sends me a screenshot I will doodle any characters of your choosing, Ocs included!!

Heres a sample of sketches I can do between 1-3 days

And some I can do in a week on Sundays

Note: this is not affiliated with this fundraiser and I am not taking any money!

[swordwieldingeowyn]

🌲 and 🍂 for amix! i hope i got her name right, you told me once about her brother and i'd like to know more about her!!

Ooohhh yes, I remember! Thank you so so much my dear ☀️💛

🌲 How deeply does my OC feel?

Amix / Mia feels with everything she has. She is deeply empathetic, but careful. She would give everything for the people she loves, her heart and soul. And even though she has been emotionally damaged, I feel like it only made her value feelings like love and devotion even more. Her broken heart makes her emotions stronger and since she had experienced trauma herself and seen it in others alike, she knows how important it is to love and heal with words of comfort. So she does just that. Talk and reassure in her own ways!

🍂 Does my OC like hugs? How do they show affection?

My girl LOVES hugs and cheek kisses and gentle touch! She finds comfort in the arms of another person and sees her own hugs as the best way to cheet her friends and family up! My girl lives for cuddles!

Thank you so so much again! I hope you are having the best day ever 💛