[roelian]

username: Katzuvo

name: Faraday

gender: Male

Faraday stared out across the board dock. The wind sweeping through his hair, and yet no matter how much he tried to ignore it he couldn't help but feel the stares of older men and women as they gazed at his pastel pink hair. Boys aren't supposed to wear pink. Boys don't dye their hair.
Boys don't-
Boys can't -
Boys-

Faraday turned, his boot scraping against the old wooden floorboards of the dock as he made his way back towards the small shops. It was getting late anyway, the wind turning from a comforting warmth to a gripping chill. Or maybe it was the strange stares that chilled his bones, he wasn't sure.

Faraday reached a hand up, brushing across his bangs. If they were longer he'd have considered hiding behind them, but he was more proud than that. Barely.

Faraday entered the small bakery that he and his family ran. They lived in the small apartment up above it. It wasn't really much, but it was enough. Faraday never needed a ton of space, and his parents provided him the necessities of life. Even so much as luxuries, including the leather jacket he took off and placed on a hook. It was expensive, but a reward for spending his summer in the bakery instead of out with his friends. Not that he had any. Besides, he'd have helped in the bakery ether way. He loved his parents, and he loved putting his decorating skills to good use. He would never tell anyone that the brightly sprinkled unicorn cupcakes were his design.

Because boys don't do that.

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Two years after moving out, Faraday found himself nervously tapping a foot against his barstool, glancing over his shoulder every few seconds. He would be here soon, right? He was coming, wasn't he? He'd agreed to meet up with an online friend. A boyfriend to be precise, one he'd longed to meet for months. The ocean separating the both of them.

Boys don't do that.

The thought rang clear as day in his head, and Faraday could only shiver in pain. A grimace taking over his features as he stared back down into the glass of water he'd ordered. He hadn't wanted to order any alcohol for dear of not being able to stop himself from making a fool in front of Ytsen.

"Hey there, Pinky" Came a voice, a familiar voice not garbled by the lag of a Skype call. Faraday turned, his fears melting away.

Boys don't do that
Boys can't
Boys shouldn't

Faraday smiled, producing two small beaded bracelets from his pocket. Pink, both of them.

Boys Do
Boys Can
Boys Should

[not here <3]

❝Lɪsᴛᴇɴ ᴜᴘ‚ ᴋɪᴅ. Tʜɪs ɪs ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ.❞
Audrian sat in front of his father with glossy eyes and
heat collecting behind his face. Covered in sweat, he
began to cry. "I didn't mean to, I'm sorry!" His father,
shaking his head, sighed. "Audrian. Adrian An Audrey.
I'm not mad at you. You're alright." The boy continued
to cry. "Dad, I hurt him. I hurt him without hesitation!
How can you not be upset?" His father pulled him into
a hug. "Darling, loves come and go, just as the sun will
rise and set. He'll be okay. You'll be okay. Stop crying."
❝Tʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ.❞ ❀

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xx ɴᴀᴍᴇ | Adrien An Audrey
xx ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ | Cis Boy
xx Doesn't know how to cook
xx Popsicle Stick Crafts
xx Goes by Audrien as a
xx combination of his first
xx and last names
xx roughly about 125 words, possible WIP? maybe
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[WolfOfTheYear]

username: WolfOfTheYear
name: Lupus
gender: Male

Wip !!

::For my bad memory's sake::
1/6 pics used
0/1,000 words used

[oliveking]

username: oliveking

(full) name: Giselle Linnea
name meaning:
Giselle: German name derived from gisil (to owe, a pledge, a mutual obligation)
Linea: the name of a small pink mountain flower that was named after the Swedish botanist Carl Linnaeus

gender: female
personality: sweet and kind, usually never mean. big optimist and minimalist.
likes: sweets, hearts (the shape), glitter, happy things, simple things, neat things
dislikes: sour tastes, depressing things, complicated things, messy things (besides glitter), food with no spice or flavor
favorite color(s): pastel pink and bright yellow
favorite food(s): heart sugar cookies, cupcakes, cake pops, and macaroni.
ts: firefly

scree also this kalon is my fav color so like yass

s t o r y:
Giselle sat on the steps of the stage, waiting for her dance teacher's instructions. Some other kalons were messing around, and when the teacher blew the whistle, they stopped jumping around the room. Giselle's best friend, Lilli, sat next to her. "Wow," Lilli said. "Wow, wow wow," Lilli said again. Giselle sighed, and one of the kalons who was jumping on chairs walked up to her. "Hey, ugly." She sneered. Giselle said "Don't call me that, please." The kalon ignored her and looked to Lilli. "Hello, devil spawn." They said, then walked off before Lilli could say anything. Giselle got up and walked to them. "What do you want, skull face?" It said and rolled its eyes. Giselle spoke firmly. "That was not nice in any way, even jokingly." The kalon rolled her eyes. "So?" It poked Giselle. Giselle didn't flinch. "Apologize, please." The teacher ignored all the kids and went to the back room to get something. The kalon laughed. "You think I'm gonna apologize? Are you serious?" Giselle stood still, staring. "Oh. You are serious." It said, then laughed a little more. "No." It sat back down. Giselle spoke up. "Yes, you will." Lilli walked to her. "I don't think this is a good idea, Gigi..."
Giselle looked at her then looked back to the kalon. "A-p-o-l-o-g-i-z-e." Giselle spelled out. The kalon shook their head. The teacher came back. "Line up!" The teacher said. The kalon who bothered Giselle and Lilli didn't move. The teacher went to them. "I said line up, Charlotte." Charlotte looked at the teacher and shook her head. The teacher repeated. "Line up." The kalon didn't budge. The teacher finally pulled her out of the chair. "Office, now." They pointed out. Charlotte trudged to the office, she'd been there many times before.
WORK IN PROGRESS.

[oblivionis]

how to kalon

username: audien
name: rose gaie
gender: male
🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸
PINK is his new obsession

rose gaie (also known as gaie) has a sweet and
extroverted personality. he likes candy, friends
and sleeping. even if someone bothers him, he'll
never be mean to anyone, as he is always pacific and chill.



hobbies;

gaie enjoys software programming, he made an pc
app to support males who love pink ! <3 reading is
his passion, any book you leave near to him, he'll
grab it and read it

2/6 pics
76/1.000 word

[far]

full vers
USERNAME ----- NAME ----- GENDER
I-oxie --- Charlisa --- Fluid

BACKGROUND
---
Charlisa is a young Kalon who had a troublesome childhood,
she grew up with only her mom, their mom.. Was not very
caring for them and they were very much neglected. Because of
this they were naturally very shy, distant and overall angry
with the world. This changed when they found a violin,
they became a lot more happy and excited for life, they
earned friends because of their natural talent. They live in
a small cottage now working as a music teacher.



PERSONALITY
---
Despite how they were raised she is now a young quiet and kind
creature. she loves music, art, and the quiet. Charlisa does not like
the dark, sour foods, and the sea.



QUOTES
---
"Gandhi said that whatever you do in life will be insignificant,
but it's very important that you do it because nobody else will."
- Tyler/Ghandi

"Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it's better to leave
them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together."
- unknown

"A part of kindness consists in loving people more than they deserve."
- Joseph Joubert


Bandaids is what I relate the pink to.

SONG
---
Bon Iver & St. Vincent - Roslyn
Up with your turret
Aren't we just terrified?
Shale, screen your worry
From what you won't ever find
Don't let it fool you
Don't let it fool you down
Dancing around
Folds in her gown
Sea and the rock below
Cocked to the undertow
Bones, blood and teeth erode
They will be crashing low
Wings wouldn't help you
Wings wouldn't help you down
Down towards the ground
Gravity smiled
You barely are blinking
Wagging your face around
When'd this just become a mortal home?
Won't, won't, won't, won't, won't let you talk me . . .
Won't let you talk me down
We'll pull it taut
Nothing let out



Whoever wins has permission to use my art <3

[sniper tf2]

username ➸ higgsbury
name dulce de leche [literal translation of "milk candy" in Spanish]
gender non-binary [they them]
personality dulce, just as their name says, is a very sweet everyone they meet, they always try to make a situation at least slightly better by throwing out a joke, or pointing out the bright side of things. though this doesn't mean they're social. they don't like talking to strangers all that much and would rather stay in their friend group at all times, as it is where they feel more comfortable.

[shibeboi]

Gonna drop a somewhat late mark

[SilentMelody]

username: silentmelody || name: luciana || gender: demigirl

luciana is dead. and she's in love with someone who is alive.

her death wasn't very tragic. she died in a car crash -- a drunk driver hitting her head-on in the middle of an intersection. she died immediately and somewhat without pain. and yet, she still roams the earth as a ghost. lucy doesn't understand why or how she ended up here, but all she remembers is her grandmother babbling about how spirits can become attached to something. it anchors them to reality and leaves them stranded from a peaceful resting place.

luciana found herself attracted to a small bakery, and she spends most of her time there. although she can't taste anymore, she still snatches cookies and other pastries off the plates of confused customers. honestly, it just amuses her to she their faces when they see that their strawberry rhubarb shortcake is gone.

after days of continuing this act did she actually notice one of the bakers. she was beautiful -- and delicious -- in her own way. lucy couldn't help but feel herself falling in love with this wonderful woman, and she trailed around her twenty-four/seven.

months have passed, and the woman still has no clue that a ghost resided with her. on one night, the girl sat upon her bed and wept. a man had just rejected her after she professed her love for him, and luciana had watched the whole thing unfold. oh, how she longed to comfort the poor woman.

luciana settled her invisible arms around the woman's shaking shoulders and whispered, "i could be yours forever. i want you to be mine forever."

[SplashofOrangeJuice]

I forgot to post this is closed ^^' please don't edit your forms past this point, and I'll try to have a winner by Friday!