[sheepsorrel]

thinking about life

username ♡ cupcake frosting
name ♡ blue ♡
gender ♡ male



creepy ♡ loving ♡ smart ♡ musical

it may seem as though blue can see into your soul...
but he can't. his weird glowing eyes, strange glances
and blank expression hide his ability to care and love
for other kiamaras. even though he is normally an out-
cast near other kiamaras, those that are close to him
know that he is really loving. he'll do anything for his
friends and family, even though he's awkward. now
you know now that even he is creepy, he is still loving.
his creepiness doesn't hide one thing. his smartness.
when you see him, he's either acting creepy or using
the computer. he's great at coding and he loves joking
around with friends on the computer. if you look closer,
and into his browser history, you'll see that he does a lot
of research. but he also listens to a lot of music! he loves
imagine dragons and a few random youtubers. he sings along
and hums along at times too.
well, i guess you know about blue now! goodbye.

169 words



how blue got his feather ♡ 192 words

night. the only time blue could ever be alone. but tonight, he wasn't alone.
nobody was there, but he was being watched by something, some-
where. blue shivered. "is anybody here, or is it just me?" silence. in
the corner of his eye, blue saw a flash of yellow. "hey, who is it?" he looked
to the place the flash had been. he went there very quickly. there it is again!

he jumped up and ran after it. it wasn't disappearing anymore,
but it was floating away from him, getting faster and faster every time blue
took a step. "wait, come back!" blue couldn't stop running. his eyes were fixed
on the light. nothing was more important than the light. in that moment, time
seemed to slow. "what are you?" blue whispered. "please come back." crash!
the small light was... caught in a tree? blue ran up to it, smiling.




a feather. it glowed, just like his eyes. "wow..." he sighed happily. "why do you
glow?" he went back to his house, looking at the feather the whole time. well,
feather, i guess i'll keep you.

and so he did.
the end.

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Gilbert

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Gilbert is strongly motivated and he loves children, but he is easily angered. He is loyal though and still is strongly passionate for the ones close to him. Just never mention that he talks to himself; he's talking to his younger sister. No one has ever seen her, but he claims that she's just shy. In actuality, Gil has made this figment of a sister up in his head. Others wonder if it's schizophrenia or maybe he just wants family so badly to the point he has made up a sibling in his head.
Even though his "little sister" is there, she actually isn't a big part of his life. He only talks to her at times and says that he doesn't even see her all of the time. He is currently on medication that calms him seeing her or hearing him. When on his pills, Gilbert is quite friendly, sweet, and compassionate to others.

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=====It's been three hours and thirteen minutes exactly since you realized you were out of your prescription pills. Curled up with your knees pressed against your chest, you feel so alone. You're terrified and shaking, and it tastes as if the bile of your stomach is festering the flesh within your throat. You can hear her though. A tear rolls down your cheek and a smile pulls at your lips and reveals part of your imperfect smile. You haven't heard her sweet voice in so long. You haven't heard her cries of pain for so long. A piercing shriek jolts your heart and you jump off your bed in the darkness of your house. Your body slams against the wall in the rush of the moment as your eyes flit frantically in search of her. 'WHERE IS SHE' screams in your own head.
=====Your side aches from the impact of hitting the wall so hard, and your head whirls. You hear her again asking that innocent question about angels. You smile with wide eyes, pushing the hair out of your face. "I'm not sure, sweetie." Her voice is gone again. You can't hear her even when you call out to her. You call out for her to answer for around five minutes as you search each room for her... Then you hear it. You hear her quiet and choked sobs.
=====It's coming from the bathroom, you note. Instead of running to her, you walk calmly to not disturb or scare her as you enter the doorway of the bathroom. You look at the tub, and the curtains have been drawn around it, and her cries echo from it. Slowly and cautiously, you approach and touch your hands to the curtain. Pulling it back, you find no one. The sobs weren't coming from there but you could have sworn they were. That's when you whirl around and face back to the door.
There she is... her cheeks flushed pink and her eyes puffy with tears that stain her pink dress.

"...Mr. Bubbles?"

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