Adding some OC art to my Art Fight page. The guys belong to my wife @swelloctober31
I'm obsessed with the lore accurate magnetic products popping up recently (like Jax with Ribbit repelling action).
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Adding some OC art to my Art Fight page. The guys belong to my wife @swelloctober31
I'm obsessed with the lore accurate magnetic products popping up recently (like Jax with Ribbit repelling action).
Mireille
Gals Being Pals
Scarlet Lady AU Style Princess
If you're doing the OC gacha thing, I def want to see one! 👀 (no worries if ur not, I wasn't 100% sure from ur tags lol) Here's my token! 🪙
you get: Mireille! she's Louis' mother (blond guy from this) and i love her dearly. teen mom, etsy witch, kind of a business genius and a little bit of a scam artist. my complicated woman
Mireille Bellini (23) | Florist
She lives in a small village where mornings begin with sunlight through lace curtains and the smell of fresh flowers. Her little shop sits between quiet streets and green fields, a place where people come for bouquets, conversations, and moments of peace.
With Italian warmth and Polish roots woven into her upbringing, Mireille learned early that life is made of small rituals - cooking for people you love, tending to flowers with patience, filling a home with warmth. She arranges blooms the way others arrange words: carefully, gently, understanding that beauty is often fragile.
Her flower shop, her recipes, her sleepy cat curled by the window - these are the things that make her world whole.
But even the softest lives sometimes brush against larger stories. And when they do, people like Mireille remind everyone else what they’ve forgotten: that life is not meant to be survived. It’s meant to be lived.
Come, And Be My Baby Maya Angelou
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