[Schnuffel Bunny]

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standard - hair, shine
common - backmane, tail, fur
uncommon - ears
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tell me why they love thunder and lighting? [1000 words] [2 art pieces]

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ends on the 20th 11:00PM (PDT)!

[vyntageheart]

aaAAA i'm replaying thru soul silver now this is so cute
marking <3

[Madel]

username; Levani
name;
gender; male
prompt; res w/ pillow fort
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[Lex.]

username; Lex.
name; Zeus
gender; Male [He/They/It]
prompt;

it reminds them of being with their flock.
It reminds them of home, of being safe.

[We only had 2 days so sorry for it being crap c':]

[kolyakun]

schnuffel ur killing meeeeeeeeeeeeeee

[KestrelTheFirecat]

Mark

[clemen]

mark hwhhwwh

[sobble]

/cryign cat meme
im so busy this weekend but i love them so so much

[Kyar]

username; kyar
name; ever
gender; female

prompt;

cold rain rattled the windowpane, winds screamed and roared. the storm tore on with a ferocity she hadn’t seen in so long. but now, it fell against silence - a pair of high-quality noise-cancelling headphones kept her safe space so soft, quiet, peaceful. low-fi beats accompanied a hazy blue desk light, and she zoned into her reading in peace.

a bright bolt clashed against the sky’s darkness, flashing through even the drawn curtain, making her start. immediately, her hand began to shake, and within moments, she felt the thunder rumbling through the desk, right up her toes and crowning her head in a cold-sweat shiver. her mouth hung agape for that silent instant, and her eyes pressed shut, she broke the sound barrier - but there was no need to shout. a hand graced her back, and eyelids fluttered as she leaned into her mother’s arms. a college kid now, but this was still the best place to be.

ever never stopped fearing thunder, nor the bright flashes of lightning that crashed into her soft-spoken world. her sound and light sensitivity was manageable on a normal day, but the aching stimulation of a raging storm was one she’d never overcome. as her mother held her, hushed her, snuggled her close, ever could feel the safety louder than the crash, brighter than the strikes. in a way, she hated storms. she hated every part of the sensation but this - to be safe in her mother’s arms, in a way, a storm meant a priceless moment. here, time stopped and she became her mother’s everything again, and together, they could always weather the harshest storm.

[bug]

username; shovel.
name; Hitsu
gender; Non-Binary [They/Them]
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extra;