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Username;; ~Soul~
Name;; Coraline
Gender Female
Personality Art or Story;; Story
[b]Extra(optional);; Art

[Egeria Sagus]

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may enter if I have time

[DragonGlitch]

SOOO CUUTE
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[Dewey]

wow such a stunning beauty def reserve

[jarvis]

hooooooooo res res res

[lucas.]

what a beaut!! res <33
Username;; lucas.
Name;; Fiore meaning 'flower' in Italian
Gender Male
Personality Art or Story;; Story
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pls don't steal <3
idea ;;
the plume is actually allergic to pollen and made their own necklace and bow by themselves. however, they love studying stuff about flowers, but cannot smell them.
loves arts and crafts obviously

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userx sweetener, hi !
full namex lakely ellie fleur
genderx transgender female
pronounsx she/her
sexualityx pansexual
theme songx sleepless by heartwatch

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sincere / optimistic / polite / careful / overjoyed / beloved / sweet
negative traits
selfless / over-thinker / late bloomer / simpleminded / vacuous

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lakely ran her nimble digits over the plush material, counting stitches like stars. her soft cerulean iris's flitted over the blanket as it draped off her lap, brushing her toes. some old 80s song she didn't know floated in the background. her hand followed a simple pattern, loop and pull, loop and pull, and loop and pull. she looked up immediately when someone sat down next to her. "pompey! i didn't expect you to be here, especially at these hours." the analog clock seemed to flicker at him mockingly. "yeah, i couldn't sleep. mind if i join you?" he murmured, smiling softly. "no, not at all!" she chirped, glancing back down at her craft politely. she didn't want to stare, but the dark purple color under his eyelids worried her.

she found herself pricking her finger on the needle more than she had ever, and resorted to pausing her stitching until she could focus. the other didn't seem to notice, looking up at the stucco ceiling, but lakely could see nothing interesting on the plain white surface. the usually excited plumie took in a deep breath through his nose, letting it out so slow she could see his ribs disappearing one by one. her fingers bled, but she didn't care. "you look really bad. somethin botherin you?" silence hung heavy afterwards, followed by panicked, blinking eyes that widened ever so slightly. "no, no it's-" he scrubbed at his jaw, "it's fine. i'm fine." he said lowly, not looking at her directly or in her line of sight.

"oh, ok! you probably just have too many ideas buzzin around in your head! you should write them down," her hands fumbled with the thread before she fixed herself. continuing to work quietly, lakely soon settled into the repeating steps of sowing, concentrating entirely on her quilt. the faint sobs of pompey fell on deaf ears, large, goopy and unattractive droplets spilled over his eyelashes and down his cheeks. his palms covered his face in shame, wiping excessively and roughly at tears.

the old music that played dimly in the back, the yank of fabric by a naive and shallow girl, and the cries of a broken man were all that were heard.

[suneater]

possible res?? nvn

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username: oberlin
name: donovan
gender: male
art: to the left
extra: an original
haiku by donovan


fools talk about me


my muscle out rules
you, kid


mockingbirds now mewl
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[TipsyBearTender]

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║Clary✾female✾artist✾exploring paths✾virgo ║

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Username;; NightSouls
Name;; Clary (Means: bright, clear, famous)
Gender Female
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The cold winds of the late winter shoot the bald trees as the young artist paced around her art room. The girl smiled as soft stripes of light entered the room, lighting it up. A calm smile was painted on her face. She looked at all the done and undone paintings that sat on the floor. She took a deep breath and cleaned the floor; a shining wooden floor was now what covered the surface of the ground. Clary walked towards the window to look over at the city from the apartment where she was. “The clouds got tired, huh?” Clary thought at loud as she noticed it had stopped raining. The little water remains of the rain looked like tiny ponds where the young Plumerians jumped to splash each other. Though she was worried about them getting a cold, she rolled her eyes with a smile remembering her childhood self who did the exact same. She was happy as her eyes contemplated the view. Her attention was stolen when a kid in the street fell playing. She looked around if someone was going to help him but she saw that people walked by with no serious interest. As she headed out, she grabbed a little piece of fabric and soaked it in cold water, she then saw Magnus walking up to her door with a little bag he held in his mouth. “Hi, Clare! Happy…” Magnus didn’t have time to finish his sentence. She quickly explained that she would be right back and kept walking. When she got to the little kid, she saw just a little scratch on his leg, a little red scratch. She softly approached and talked to him with a warm voice. “Hey there little fella… are you okay?” She asked softly. The kid did not answer. “Can I help you and clean the little strawberry you got there?” With her tail, she pointed at the red scratch. The head of the child moved up and down saying yes. Clary gave him a small grin. She cleaned the little scratch to then see the little boy smiling away and going with his friends. Clary walked back to her art studio, where her friend waited for her with a smile. Moments later he placed on her a beautiful flower necklace and a hair band type of thing. She never criticized Magnus’s choices in clothes or others. The lion knew her better than anyone, even if he was not gay, Clary and him would always be best friends. He approached to her ear and whispered “Happy Birth Day Clary” She looked at her reflection on the window and hugged Magnus, dipping her head into his sparkly fabulous mane.
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◄Her best friend:►
Magnus is quite the character and friend. Being a Warlock Lion creature, he possess magic of all sorts. No force can make him take a life away of abuse this abilities. Mag, as Idris calls him, is a really good friend who likes the attention. His sexuality has led them both to sometimes fall over the same guy, never caused trouble between them, the guy also ended up being quite the mistake. They share a close bond since they met in the Art college. He was just looking for something to make his house look prettier, but her ended up finding a friend and an amazing cat painting.

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Don't copy anything please The extra is Magnus