[stormzien]

Username:
tigerblue

Name:
Bara otoko (Means Rose Guy in Japanese)
(Nickname: Otty)

Gender: DFAB Male

Bedtime Routine:
wip

[Amberlilli]

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xxxxxxusername;;
xxxxxxAmberlilli

xxxxxxname;;
xxxxxxMaxwell

xxxxxxnightly bedtime routine;;
xxxxxxfish feeding
xxxxxxhair brushing
xxxxxxbook reading


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[Carnations]

Username: john laurens.
Name:
Nightly Bedtime Routine: (Up to Three traditional pieces or 400 words)
-pet his cat (cat will mostly likely be white or cream)
-make sure his plants aren't dying (standing on a chair next to a window w/ plants on ledge)
-fall asleep next to his plant, with his cat next to him (asleep on the chair)

possible res??

[octotron]

Username: octotron
Name: res, wip
Nightly Bedtime Routine: (Up to Three traditional pieces or 400 words)

[credit]

dropping due to school ^^;
good luck everyone~

[elf_of_the_hollow]

res oml


↳ probably takes a relaxing bath
↳ lowers the temperature in his room //for maximum comforter cuddling
↳ plays calming music to put his mind at ease

[Lillybear]

quote by anne bronte

username:
↪ Lillybear
name:
↪ floris "blossoming"
nightly bedtime routine:
↪

trundling, it spits smoke and ash. it's laughable, to think, my ivory fur will ever be
clean (never will be). my paws will never be pink, my shine will never glow. even
when i drink the moon and the stars play peek-a-boo, i will never be a beauty (ne
ver will be). before the train could make its getaway (now that's a laughable thou
ght) i reach for the falling railing on the caboose. i used to throw myself into the
air and race across the train's roof like a bandit (i was young, free). not anymore.
i cannot jump, i cannot fly (never anymore). screaming crowds have deafened me,
flashing lights blinded me, and jumps, throws, balances, turns, without knowing if
i'd live to see the next sunrise with every flame and every knife, weakened me.
now i'm inside the train. where i was born and raised and where i trudge back every
night to collapse, broken, soaked to the bone. luckily when purple and red lasers
and choking smoke lie for me on big stages, they don't see the pain and fear creased
in my face (never will). now i'm inside the train, in a room so small if i stretch both
arms i'm touching both walls. it's so late, stardust drips from the sky, and i'm tired.
but before i fall i start moving. my bedtime routine is like clockwork, i don't have
time to think before i'm facing myself. my makeup's happy (too happy) and my nose
is red. so are my lips. but it's smeared and i look like i'm crying (probably was). i
wipe off half of it and in the mirror i see two people. someone who existed a couple
of hours ago and someone who only comes out at night. i remove the rest of my mask.
then i replace the wilted roses (it hurts) from my pelt. a drop of blood falls as i tear
out a shriveled flower. in it's place i put a red beauty (it's deceiving). i could drop dead
asleep but a hoop and ribbon that hang from the train tease me first. "tonight?" it asks.
no, i can't, not anymore (and never again).

[gooey.]

xxx

xxx
username: ryan.
name: sibyl
nightly bedtime routine:
1 / 2 / ...3?

[rvbytea]

Marrkk

[Kurai.]

Username: Kurai.
Name: Asami
Gender: Male
Nightly Bedtime Routine: XX