[Sandstorm814]

username:
name: Brielle
gender: (identifying as female/something of the like preferred due to the nature of what it's based on but can be different)
what does love mean to them? (500 words or one art piece)
one extra: (another art piece of 200 more words)

Maybe res? She's so adrorable <3

[akame,]

Y e s

[Cheeb]

username: cheeb
name:
gender: female
what does love mean to them? (500 words or one art piece)
one extra: (another art piece of 200 more words)

huge res aaaa

[Unleashed Squiid]

Dropped

[nymphies]

username: unloyalist
name: Serena
gender: Female
what does love mean to them? words x500
one extra: art art art

[PleaserOfCrowds]

username: PleaserOfCrowds
name: Opal
gender: Trans female
what does love mean to them?
For her, it is the dreams she keeps on chasing but also yet the support when it came to pursuing it. But why is it, though? Why isn't it loving someone else, or why isn't it friends?

It's all of things combined, that make up love. When everyone else turns their back on you, they'll be there until the end of it all and you could rely on them to do the same. Or, when you're down and need a shoulder to cry on, or that one person you have a special place in your heart for them. But that's not all.

Love is also the feeling of helping someone who's been struggling, and in turn the empathy from not only friends and family, but also complete strangers that take time to ask you what's wrong. Or, it could be forgiveness over mistakes and making amends with others.

But it's not only that, it could come from things that aren't a kalon, like a affectionate pet that seems to know how you're feeling. But along with that it doesn't have to be alive, it could be enjoyment from things. From tasty foods, inspirational music, enjoying the sunset, hobbies, and everything in between it could be. Perhaps, even a stuffed animal could serve as a representation of love.

Then what is love exactly, if it has so many different things that could mean it? But, they all have one thing in common for Opal.

They all bring happiness. To her, love is happiness and so is it the other way around. No matter what happens, there is always love to be found even if doesn't seem like it. And her philosophy is "If it makes you happy, go for it!"

one extra:

She nearly gave up on a impossible dream.
To of which it fell apart at the seams.
What she worked on so hard,
It all went up in flames, charred and all.

She thought she was alone.
But, there was still something to be shown.
A sliver of empathy, a bit of hope in the mix.
From the others that were like her, tired of the shticks that put them down.

But something wasn't quite right.
She felt the light couldn't find its way in.
She didn't feel accomplished, or happy at all.
In fact, nothing changed as written in a scrawl.

But there was a way.
To wash away the grey.
Rather than thinking about what others thought about her,
She paid no attention, enjoying the ride as she went along.

Happiness, Empathy, and Hope.
It's what drove her to keep going even when times were tough.
Because that's all she needs.
Those emotions are key.

That's what love is to her.
All of those and the positive emotions she feels.
Of course she couldn't do it alone,
Without some support.

That's what mattered.
It wasn't the dream comings true.
It was the people that helped make it happen.

[dead acc]

ooh what a beauty?? mark to watch, might enter, not sure yet !!

[Areater]

username: areater
name: dorothy mirabelle dubois
gender: female
what does love mean to them? "hija, come set the table!" dorothy tuned out her mother's words, distracted by the images of devastation on the television. a massive hurricane had hit a poor town in japan, and her heart broke as she saw a kid crying, his parents nowhere to be seen. she reached for the remote to turn it up, but she felt the rap of a wooden spoon on her shoulder. "did you even listen to me?" her mother snapped, grabbing the remote and turning off the television. "we can't afford to help," she mentioned, as if she had read her mind. "but mamá," she persisted. her mother shook her head firmly. "we're lucky to live here in france with a roof over our heads instead of in mexico," she started, and dorothy had to

resist the urge to roll her eyes. her mother was always talking about her poor childhood in mexico and how things could also be worse, but to be truthful, dorothy didn't feel so lucky. her mother finished her speech, "now go set the table. your father will be home soon." dorothy forced her jaw shut and went to the kitchen, setting out the chipped plates and old silverware, wishing she could help the hurricane victims, especially the kits. sure, she was hardly more than a kit herself at fifteen, but she had always had a soft spot for young kits.
the next morning was sunday, and her mother dragged the whole family to church every sunday without fail. dorothy was too afraid to tell her mother she wasn't sure if she believed, so she squeezed into her coral sunday best dress and sang the hymns every week. the heavy material of her dress made her sweat as the service dragged on, but her interest was perked right at the end. "we're looking for volunteers to help the hurricane victims in japan. your flight will be paid for..." the pastor kept going over the information, but dorothy's heart was already racing. she glanced past her father to her mother, who fixed her with a strong 'no' glare. dorothy ignored her and tugged her father's sleeve. "daddy, i went to help," she pleaded, giving him the biggest puppy dog eyes she had ever used. barely listening, he nodded. "sure honey." excitement danced in her paws as her mother fixed her with a stern glare. "it's what jesus would do," dorothy told her with a smile, and with a huff her mother crossed her legs and turned away.
less than a week later, dorothy was passing out water bottles to victims left homeless and without a good source of water by the hurricane. her heart swelled with each heartfelt 'thank you' and 'bless you' and she knew this was love, especially when she saw the hope in a kit's eyes as he gulped down the water. [ 475 // 500 words ]

[fruitvale]

everything about this kal speaks to me as 'you need to quit all other comps and pour your soul into this beauty'
username:
name:
gender: (identifying as female/something of the like preferred due to the nature of what it's based on but can be different)
what does love mean to them? (500 words or one art piece)
one extra: (another art piece of 200 more words)

[Individuality]

tbh I thought this was a custom

MarKING