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please understand before i begin

gen·der dys·pho·ri·a | noun | definition;;
a distressed state arising from conflict between
a person's gender identity and the sex the pers-
on has or was identified as having at birth.
what is it like to have gender dysphoria?
"gender dysphoria doesn’t have a clear language
or vocabulary to speak with you. It’s like a
distress signal that your brain sends out and
leaves it up to you to interpret it." ©

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_silentsiren_ | day 1 | prompt 01;;
tell about a time your kalon had to use a creative solution to solve a problem
kalons;; annie & kalila
It was a beautiful thing, their love for one another and how it blossomed like a rose in spring. They understood one another. Love. As if it seemed nearly unreachable for one, the other came along and changed her life. It was hard to believe they were not already in love from the time they were kits simply by the way they held one another.
It was in Kalila's darkest times that Annie was there for the her most. When everything had seemed impossible, or even too far to grasp. She allowed her mate to lean on her, in times of need, and for some occasions, it was simply cuddling, other times Annie would distract her with music. She would compose a symphony for her love. A melody of hope that times would not always be this dark. To remind her that she was indeed loved, lovable, and able to be whatever she dreamed. She would create songs on the fly, sometimes composing simple melodies that sang to the ears. Others that were entire songs that would ring through the walls of the small home they shared. Love itself was a song that they had perfected.

[whimerri]

day 01
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featuring lauren and lysandra (owned by doglady88722)

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linked for size
It was one day before their school play and Lysandra's costume hadn't arrived yet, so Lauren found some of her old dress-up clothes and they used those!

[Lady Tuesday]

wip

[gasp]

Prompt 1: Myles and Althea (with permission from the owner)

[set in 1930's England]

If Myles, when stumbling upon the letter from his father, did not form any expectation of what the consequences of reading it before he was meant to may have on him, he certainly would not have a clue on how to handle the news that he would be sent to an all-boys boarding school before the end of the summer.

Indeed, this news was of equal shock to his childhood best friend, Althea, who had spent countless hours planning out summer activities for herself and Myles. With this new knowledge of Myles' fate, they sat in the treehouse they had built together only two summers ago, hidden away from the other children who were just playing outside.

"I can't do it. I just can not spend the rest of my childhood and adolescence locked away at a boarding school." Myles mumbled, head leaning against the wooden walls of Althea's treehouse. He spit out the words "boarding school" as if they had a repulsive taste and he needed to get them out of his mouth immediately.

Althea sat across from Myles, nervously playing with the braids in her hair. She felt sympathy for the boy, however she knew that he hated when she babied him. And at the moment, she didn't have much to say to make his current situation better.

"You can still write at boarding school, right? You'll still write to me every day?"

Myles played with the edges of the envelope in his paws. The message on the envelope specifically said that the letter was not to be opened until May, however as always, Myles' curiosity got the best of him-- he simply could not wait that long to see what the contents of the letter were, leading him to tear the envelope open months before he was supposed to.

Myles lived with his aunt and uncle, however they were not his legal guardians. Therefore his parents, despite living all the way up north in Hertfordshire while he resided down in Sussex near the Brighton area, still had control over what Myles was to do and where he was to go. He wouldn't be able to oppose his father's wishes to send him to the same school that his father himself was sent to as a boy. He knew how much he wanted his own son to become a prefect at this school and end up in the military just as all the men of his family did, but Myles simply did not share these wishes.

"I won't." Myles responded. "Because I'm not going. That school and its messages go against everything I stand for. You know that."

While Althea admired her friend's tendency to stick to his principles, she still believed it unrealistic to attempt to avoid the inevitable.

"And how do you suppose you'll avoid it?" She asked, with genuine curiosity taking over her features. His plans and ideas always piqued her interest, even if she didn't want to give him any sense of false hope. From her own experience of being a friend of his for so long, she knew that whatever Myles' father wants, he gets.

"Simple." Myles responded, not looking up at Althea. "I'll go for a few days, then I'll do something so awful that I'll be removed from the school as quickly as I entered."

Althea was disconcerted and, for a few moments, made no answer. Finally, she spoke up. "That's ridiculous." She said, bluntly. "You think you'll just be let go if you do something like that? Your father will find another way to incarcerate you, or at the very least, make your life a living hell for ruining this."

Myles knew his friend was right, but he didn't want her to fret over his situation.

"You know I'd give anything to go with you, right?"

Myles nodded. "I know." he responded, mostly to himself before he slowly stood up from his current position. "And yes, i'll write to you every day."

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"Alfred, would you mind being an umpire with me?" Myles asked his friend. The boys were playing a practice game of cricket before the official game, and Myles had to pick another boy to assist him in being an umpire.

Alfred groaned in protest. "Our parents spent hundreds of pounds sending us to this school to be educated but instead we're wasting our time playing games!"

"Cricket is good education. It'll teach you a bit of teach spirit. Come along."

Alfred groaned again and followed Myles, however once they were away from the other boys they shared a small, mischievous smile with one another.

"I think I like being Alfred more than I like being Althea, if I'm being honest."

"Shh! Don't let them hear you. Come on, let's go."

[jules_]

knock your guard out so you can steal her clothes and run

prompt one ft Kaguya and Li

[rnirai]

prompt one - "tell about a time your kalon had to use a creative solution to solve a problem."

ilya was working on a commission and ran out of white paint in the middle of the night but the deadline was the next morning and all the shops were already closed... so he used his toothpaste to finish the last cards. (he's praying the commissioner doesn't mind the cards minty smell)

[kanadensis]

// Prompt #1 //


Jager, ever the unlucky zombie boy, is always falling apart - he broke the end of his tail off but managed to get it to freeze back on by packing it with snow and ice.

[Neon sparks]

Henry | day 1 | prompt 01

Henry was busy in his books, reading some rather old copy's. he wasn't being as careful with the yellowed pages as he should be however. he flipped threw a book and tossed it aside. as he went to toss this one he was surprised to find the cover still in his hands. somehow he had tossed it hard enough that the worn out binding on the book had ripped free from the cover and pages were now all over the place. he was quickly concerned about it, this was still a good book he couldn't just throw it out. he gathered the pages and sat at his desk, attempting to repair the book. he had never had to repair a book before so he wasn't entirely sure where to start. he searched around for some glue to start off only to find they had none in the study at the time. with this he had no choice but to get creative, he did some experimenting with substances trying to make his own glue. finally landing on a boiled flour water mixture that ended up working as a decent paper glue. using this he repaired the binding to the best of his ability and replaced the book properly this time.

[theexileofkiem]

Prompt 1

Tokay wondered around the fair, there were so many happy kalons and wonderful decorations. He was almost always grumpy but lunar new year held a special place in his heart. A kal wondered up to him, a stranger. They asked him for a flower. Tokay didn't have a flower but there was some oragami paper nearby and he began folding it to take the shape of a rose. He didn't know why this kal wanted a flower so badly but he was in a good mood and happy to oblige. The kal seemed happy with the paper flower and the both resumed drifting through the fair.

[gouache]

As the Lunar New Year festivities begin, some of the lanterns and lights go out due to the wind ! No need to worry--
Persephone saves the day by filling the lanterns with... cheap glowsticks.