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I dont know if I need to do a reboot on Cheyanne or what, cause I feel nothing I do now is working out and maybe just overhauling everything may be what I need.

I don’t know though, been kind thinking on this for a while. Cause I wanna keep some of my verses but I guess do over?

#;;ooc post;;#// Maybe I'll talk to Waffles later about it or something #// probably pull all my page coding into docs just incase because that shit is tedious //

Not one to have planned to join in festivities, not because she didn’t celebrate it but more so if there was drinking she tended to shy away from it. The painter wasn’t much of a drinker and preferred to just spend it painting or by the ocean. This time it was painting, for now at least.

Glancing up, while tugging her mask down from her face. “How’s the day been for you?”

#[;; Open ]#// all verses tbh i didn't wanna make specific verse starters so take this #*this vague one for now //#// can make a just winter starter in general too btw //#// i didn't go anywhere today so cheyanne's just hanging out

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"IT'S CHRISTMAAAAAAAAAAAS. MER CHRISTMAS. CHEY. CHEYCHEYCHEYCHEY. CHRISTMAS. I GOT YOU SOMETHING. CHRISTMAS."

“What did you get me?” Though Cheyanne struggled a bit more with getting Haya something. Seriously, what do you get your fiance that can bench press your mattress? Three more mattresses, not really but the painter had spent months in advance looking for a gift.

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“We’ll be lucky if you don’t get us arrested on new years eve.” She commented before Haya held out the frame. Taking it carefully into her hands, she was smiling at it. “I love it, thanks babe.” It was certainly going to be put up in her art studio but that was for later now she was curious about the other gift.

“Wait there’s more?”

#thealmightygodhand #[;; Take over the World ]#// was this my verse tag for this mmmmmmmmmmmm dunno check later #// HAYA PLEASE YOURE GONNA MAKE HER CRY //

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//I’ve been wanting to do this for a while but from now on this blog is going to serve as an ask blog along with a roleplay blog; which means any asks I get I will try answer with drawings; it has been my intention to do this with the blog ever since I made it. Longer ones that have potential to be turned into threads will be replied to as roleplays.

PS. I will be a bit selective with the ones I draw as I may not have time or motivation to draw them all but please don’t let that stop you from sending.

If you could reblog to spread the word it would be highly appreciated.

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#[;;Promos]#// Dee is lovely and Rosa is the cutest too

“We should get you to hospital.” //winks

{ Concern Starters } || Accepting

She was notably pale, but couldn’t really protest against the pinkette’s words. “Is it that bad?” Cheyanne questioned while avoiding glancing at the injury.

#// help her fionn #proistemii #[;;★ anѕwerѕ ★]

"IT'S CHRISTMAAAAAAAAAAAS. MER CHRISTMAS. CHEY. CHEYCHEYCHEYCHEY. CHRISTMAS. I GOT YOU SOMETHING. CHRISTMAS."

“What did you get me?” Though Cheyanne struggled a bit more with getting Haya something. Seriously, what do you get your fiance that can bench press your mattress? Three more mattresses, not really but the painter had spent months in advance looking for a gift.

#// oh man #thealmightygodhand #[;;★ anѕwerѕ ★]

HEARTBROKEN ((I'M READY TO CRY.))

{ Heartbroken Prompt } || Accepting

Yeah, she was not making it to Alys or Ambra fast enough today. The pain was a dozen times worse, she was fighting everything in her to not break down but oh that wasn’t working. The only reason she was in the pain was she forgot to check on the amount of painkillers she had left before running out. Who knew running out of those would lead to this?

For now, though she was ducking into a quiet corner where she didn’t think anyone would hear the broken sobs of the painter. She already felt out of place among even the Rogues, except a couple of them made her feel at home. Cheyanne tried to keep her troubles to herself, the others had their own worries and didn’t need her emotional baggage added too it.

She swore she found a place to just sit alone and let the pain out without anyone catching her. Cheyanne took her place as a ray of sunlight very proudly so when even she had dark rainy days, she kept hidden from sight. Until she heard the faintest sound and she looked up their cerulean locks in the direction of it. “Xavier?” Shoot, last person I’d want to find me like this. She was turning away from him to rub her eyes free of tears before speaking again. “D-did you need something?”

#smokedxeyes #[;;★ anѕwerѕ ★]#[;;★ sαvε sσℓυs ★]#long post #// noot noot /#// them post scar covering her entire arm now feels //

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