A lineup of character design explorations of @ouroboros-steak-cookie's characters from its AU (Which I encourage you check out). I wanted to really explore their shape language, especially with them all being brothers & binturongs since it gave me a challenge of how to keep a sense of consistency between them all while ensuring they stand out.
Characters are: Well Done, Medium Well, Medium, Medium Rare, and Rare
In a place where children no longer know what safety feels like, a mother is trying to keep her children alive despite everything 💔
I don’t know how I am still holding on...
My name is Najah, and I am a mother of six children, including newborn twins 👶👶 who need urgent care every single moment.
We are living through extremely difficult days filled with fear, hunger, and the lack of basic necessities 🥺🍞
Sometimes my children go to sleep without enough food, and I stand helpless before their tears because I cannot provide milk, diapers, or medicine for them.
My newborn twins are still so fragile, and their tiny bodies need constant nutrition and care 🍼💔
But our situation has become far beyond my ability to handle, while my other children face hunger, cold, and fear every day.
For many days, we have not received any donations or help, and our situation keeps getting worse with every passing hour.
I try to stay strong for my children, but my heart breaks every night when I see them suffering and I have nothing to protect them with.
Every second now is precious ⏳
Every act of kindness could be the reason my children survive 🙏
I am not asking for the impossible — only for a chance for my children to live safely, stay together, and have hope for another tomorrow.
Please, from the bottom of my heart, do not ignore our suffering 💔
Any small donation could help me buy milk, diapers, food, and medicine for my children.
I am Najah, living with my twin children in a tent. As the tanks approached the area where we are staying, my fear was no longer for myself, but for my two little children who need safety more than anything else. All I hope for is that this danger passes peacefully and that I can protect them from being displaced once again.
Please donate $25, $50, $100, or any amount you can give 🤲
Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a real difference in my children’s lives.
And if you cannot donate, please share our story everywhere you can 📢
Your compassion may reach someone who can save my children before it is too late.
I beg you — stop here, donate, share, and choose kindness before this silence becomes another tragedy for my family.
Thank you to everyone who listened to our pain 🌸
Your kindness today could give my children another chance at life and safety.
Donation link
From the heart of Gaza, we reach out to you with deep pain and a plea for help… amelia romain needs your support for Help Wedad's family in
I can feel the vile hand of art block creep it's way out of the darkness and slowly begin to close it's horrid fingers around my neck so i'm drawing scugs in a desperate attempt to save myself
as you guys know my grandparents got scammed months ago, some man told them he was going to send them medical equipment they needed for $500 dollars, we were desperate, not only they lost all the money they had, my grandpa has gotten significantly worse, he's starting to lose vision in his good eye and my grandma is losing mobility as well (evidence), I know I sound annoying always coming here and begging for money for my grandparents and for my college, I don't know how to anticipate the grief, losing my grandpa everyday to his illness, losing my college education cause I can't afford it, in México the situation it's just getting worse and even though I feel lonely I have found a community here and I'm forever grateful for that, even a dollar goes a long way and all the money will go to their medical needs since I'm very sure I won't be able to cover college expenses, please share and donate if you can, you can help via p*ypal or any way you want through ko-fi, here's the link! 💕 thank you sm
i DO believe that a good writer can make mischaracterization work. oh there's a character who doesn't normally cry? figure it out!! disect the character. make the situation cryable for them. make that character cry ugly tears even if it goes against their very nature. YOU CAN MAKE IT WORK!!!
Since i plan on telling Leporidae Cowboys as a somewhat chronological story now i'm starting to wonder if i should make a separate blog for it (posts would still be posted here first and reblogged to second blog for easier reading) or if it's too early for that and i should wait for there to be more story posts before i do that
i think we should be ridiculing them more for this. you don't get to try and go all "queer website" when your staff likes to go on nuking sprees targeting the trans fem users
ough that comic is so good... arthur with ocd mayhaps... im soooo looking forward to more, your lagomorphs are my favorite story from you 🥺
I do love when i receive an ask that makes a certain trait that i've given a character click in a way i hadn't thought of before, Arthur Grey is supposed to be both an anxious overthinker and a very superstitious person both as a play on him being a hare (and therefore a scared prey animal) and also due to the story's main running motif of luck... and he may also be unmedicated
I really don't understand people who are like "this ship would be good if it was healthy" or "this ship would be good if (plot event) didn't happen", oh ok so you want it in a more boring conventional-relationship type of way i see, none of that complicated shit like conflicting goals or personal issues, take the catalyst and shoot it out back while you're at it too, "this lobster would be good if it had less butter" "this steak would be better if it was less juicy" type of shit
Arthur Grey, a hare that's been wandering aimlessly for god knows how long, stumbles upon something one doesn't see every day: a rabbit with a insane amount on his head
After sneaking his way into the WildFlower Saloon ( x ) and meeting with the outlaw he decides this is too lucky (or unlucky ?) of a chance to not be a sign of something bigger.. surely this is what will make those decades of wandering alone finally mean something (for better or for worse)
