Hello, lovelies! This is my blog where I post random things if I remember. Don't hesitate to ask my anything at all! Note, I am a minor and will not answer questions I am uncomfortable with. If I don't do something a long time after I said I will, please just abandon the thought of me doing it. But, otherwise, that's all! Don't smoke indoors~!
Other Social Media!
YouTube: https://youtube.com/@charlie_deunicorn570?si=MURxWMqYV09IyT-q
Magma: https://magma.com/artist/charlie-deunicorn
Yes, I know this is technically the second into post I made, but I hate the first one.
Okay, so, originally I made this account to write fan fiction…and I guess I do still do that, but not really.
!!NEVER EXPECT ANYTHING!!
!!I AM EXTREMELY UNRELIABLE, DO NOT EXPECT ANYTHING!!
NOTE!: I AM ALSO A MINOR!! SO DON’T BE FLIRTY OR ANYTHING, I KNOW Y’ALL ARE SOME 𝓕𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓚𝓢!!
With that out of the way, what do I actually do? Well…I post OC content! (Sometimes)
(I know it looks like shit—)
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AND I MAKE AESTHETIC COLLAGES!!
Requests for a collage any time!! Just put it in my ask box!! They’re super easy for me to make!! I could also make stim boards :DDD
As for who I actually am, I have a list of names you could call me!
Charlie
Chara
Charry
Bee
Vivi (I really like this one :D)
Moth
Mothy
And I’m a Caine fictokinnie!! So call me Caine or any variation of it if you want!!
I go by any pronouns (literally any, call me neopronouns if you want), and any of the names from the list! You can also suggest nicknames for me, I just have to approve it first ofc :PP
I identify as ABROSEXUAL and GENDERQUEER!
As for the fan fiction…no. I don’t wanna do that anymore lol. Sorry if I ghosted you when I said I’d write you a fan fiction, I just gave up 😭😭
!!BUT!! List of my fandoms just in case:
Lackadaisy
TADC
Knights of Guinevere
STUDIO INVESTIGRAVE
The Owl House
Gravity Falls
Amphibia
Haunted Hotel
ALIEN STAGE
ZOMBIE STAGE
SFAWTDE/DAWTDE
Komi Can’t Communicate
Violet Evergarden
Poppy Playtime (kinda…)
Hamilton
Heathers
Project Hail Mary
Verity (idk if this counts as a fandom)
Mouthwashing
The Walten Files
Zeyn_Syre
RAMSHACKLE
Spooky Month
AND A LOT MORE! JUST ASK ME!!
List of some of my very awesome coolio mutuals whose blogs you should check out:
If you have any questions, ask me! The rest of important stuff should be in my bio. I also have a second blog @leo-indigo, but that’s for OC purposes only and as of July 4th 2026, there’s only one post on it :P
!!ALSO!!
Before I go, I’m gonna mention, that my blog is also a safe space for anyone that has unsupportive parents. Whether it be unsupportive of the LGBTQ, unsupportive of certain religions, really anything! I’m happy to also answer any questions you could have about your sexuality. It’s really damn confusing, trust me I know (T-T)
!!THIS BLOG IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE AND ALWAYS WILL BE!!
I honestly don’t know what we did to deserve living like this. I don’t even know how to write this anymore.
It feels like we are not living anymore, we are simply surviving from one disaster to the next. Every time we think we can finally breathe, something else happens.💔
My mother finally came home after being in the hospital. After all the fear, the pain, the sleepless nights… we thought maybe, just maybe, we could finally breathe.😔
But before we could even breathe… My sister broke her arm today .She is in pain and needs an urgent operation to put a plate and screws in her arm so the bone can heal properly. The operation, hospital expenses, and medications will cost approximately $1,500 .
I’m tired of asking people for help. I’m tired of writing these posts. I’m tired of watching the people I love suffer while I stand helplessly beside them.💔😔
But what am I supposed to do? Tell my sister to wait because we don’t have the money?
Tell her to endure the pain because we have already asked for help too many times? I can’t
We have been through so much already. We have lost the normal life we once had. Even the smallest moments of peace have become a luxury for us .😔
$1,500 may be a number to someone… but to us, it is the difference between my sister receiving the treatment she desperately needs or continuing to live with a broken arm and unbearable pain .😔💔
I’m begging you , don’t scroll past us. help us give my sister the operation she needs.
Please, don’t wait for someone else to help us. If 60 people donate $25, we can reach the goal.If 150 people donate just $10, we can get there. Even $5 matters. Even sharing this post matters. 🙏
We are not asking for a luxury. We are not asking for anything unnecessary. We are simply begging for a chance to treat someone we love. A chance to see my sister receive the operation she desperately needs, instead of watching her suffer because we cannot afford it .💔🙏😔
*cough* @lulu307 @ghiaccioisalwaysright @j3llyf1shp3rs0n @robberfjk10 @i-am-trashyy @hellouserlol @chaos-triangle @mysteryofthedawn @yeliza-the-great @iwritesillyfanfictions @thegreatnerdly *cough*
(these are all my mutuals that I’ve talked to and know a lil bit pls don’t think I’m weird I just wanted to appreciate you guys)
*cough* @lulu307 @ghiaccioisalwaysright @j3llyf1shp3rs0n @robberfjk10 @i-am-trashyy @hellouserlol @chaos-triangle @mysteryofthedawn @yeliza-the-great @iwritesillyfanfictions @thegreatnerdly *cough*
(these are all my mutuals that I've talked to and know a lil bit pls don't think I'm weird I just wanted to appreciate you guys)
gender is an indefinite, indescribable and amazing experience that transcends the human body and socially-imposed binaries on so many planes, that perhaps only that of a cosmic enemy similar to a god could hope to fully grasp, but you can call me a boy I guess.
My name is Adham, and before the war, I lived a simple but happy life. I worked as a driver with my own car, earning an honest living by taking people where they needed to go. It wasn't a luxurious life, but it was enough. I was proud that I could provide for myself and look toward the future with hope.
Shortly before the war began, I got married. My wife and I dreamed of building a peaceful life together, but those dreams were shattered almost overnight.
The war took everything from us. Our home was destroyed, and the car that was my only source of income was lost. In a matter of days, I went from being able to support my family to having nothing.
Today, my wife and I live in a tent. Even the small piece of land where our tent stands is not free, and the landowner asks us to pay rent every month. We struggle every day to find food, clean water, and the basic necessities of life.
My name is Adham, and before the war, I lived a simple but happy life. I worked as a driver with my own car, earning an honest living by tak
As if losing everything wasn't enough, I was seriously injured during the war. A bullet struck my chest, and it still remains inside my body. I need surgery to remove it, but the operation costs far more than I could ever afford. Every day I live with pain and uncertainty, knowing that I cannot pay for the treatment I need.
I also had a fundraising campaign in the past, but unfortunately, I never received the support that was collected for me because I was deceived by the person managing the campaign. After that painful experience, I am now searching for a trustworthy person who can help me create and manage a new fundraising campaign so I can finally receive the support my family urgently needs.
I am asking for your help with humility and hope. Whether you can help by creating a fundraiser, donating, or simply sharing my story, your support could truly change our lives. Your kindness will help us cover our basic living expenses, pay the rent for the land where our tent stands, buy food and other essentials, and, most importantly, give me a chance to receive the surgery I desperately need.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you for taking the time to read my story and for standing with my family during the hardest time of our lives. Your kindness gives us hope that we are not alone.
No donation is too small. If you are unable to donate, sharing my story or helping me find someone who can safely organize a fundraising campaign would mean the world to us.
I kindly ask you to support my brother, Adham, and his wife during these incredibly difficult times. They are facing severe hardship and struggling to meet even their most basic needs.
If you are able, please consider donating to Adham's fundraiser. Any amount, no matter how small, will make a real difference and help my brother and his wife get through these challenging days. If you are unable to donate, please consider sharing his fundraiser with others who may be able to help.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your kindness, generosity, and prayers.
