[riddlestyx]

just a simple writing comp for this girl

tell me about a time when this kit underwent a change in their life, and how it changed them as an individual overall.

the maximum word count for entries can be 600 words, and you're allowed one extra art piece (though it's not required).
the art piece can be commissioned, and prettying up the form is okay/encouraged

also, while it's not a requirement, i will be looking for entries that uphold this kit's identity as a transgirl
you, yourself, do not have to be MtF to try out, though!

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username:
kalon's name:
gender:
prompt: (max. 600 words)
extra art piece: (optional)

edits
[nr] weight edit (skinny)
[s] custom shine
[c] longer fur, hair edit, custom tail
[uc] custom ears, custom pupils, shorter fur (chest)

this comp ends july 30th, 23:59 CST

[bakuraas.]

username:
kalon's name:
gender:
prompt: (max. 600 words)
extra art piece: (optional)

RES

[MoonlightTabby]

username:
kalon's name:
gender:
prompt: (max. 600 words)
extra art piece: (optional)
rES

[peppermintleo]

username: pure.crazy
kalon's name:
gender:
prompt: (max. 600 words)
extra art piece: (optional)

I do kinddaaaa want to do their 'realization' story, maybe or maybe not.

[Chickpea]

username: CompleteChicken
kalon's name:Jessie
gender:Female
prompt: (max. 600 words)
Jessie was a very tomboyish feisty kit,
Who was born a beautiful little blue kit with no pink on her,
She she would always get in trouble at school for getting involved in fights or playing in mud.
She had quite a reputation at her school, a lot of kits feared her,a few even practically worshiped her.
Though she wasn't a mean kit,she still ruled the school and no one who challenged her could beat her in a fight.
One thing jesse loved to do was reading comics and mangas, sometimes during class

Then one day she noticed she was changing some pink furs were growing on her side,Quickly she plucked them,
Slowly she began to become more and more pink as she grew,and less confident.

"Mama,I am turning pink!" She cried

"Don't worry sweetie, I think it's pretty" her mother replied

"But, I don't want to be pretty...?" She snuggled into her mothers arms " I want to be respected mama,not 'pretty!'"she sobbed

Her mother pet her back lovingly,

She eventually stopped turning pink , and her fur stayed like it is now

Wip





extra art piece: (optional)

Res

[mars]

res !!!

gonna be a kid who moved from the city into the countryside with a story about finding out that it isn't so bad, and that not everyone there is so unaccepting of lgbtqa+ folk like people think. gotta break down those stereotypes !!!

inspired by my mom's home town, a place in the middle of no where that loved and accepted everyone.

also, gotta include horses and horse shows.

[stan.]

IlluminatiConfirmed

Jade

Transgirl



It wasn't fast, otherwise she would've noticed earlier.

And she never showed anyone, not anyone that has stayed on her life at least.

Her handwritting, her old notebooks looked so different. Messy, scribbly and even patchy where the graphite or ink would smugde due to Jade hurrying to finish her poems before the ideas faded away.

Jade could see it the best comparing a old black notebook. It was thinner than a normal notebook from getting so many pages ripped off through the years. She kept it under the matress of her bed, and only wrote on it very specific thoughts about certain feelings.

So, it had very few pages filled over the years. The difference between the first and the latest threw the pink kalon off one day, wondering if the red handwritting was indeed hers.

Of course it was hers, she easily remembered writing those things. About those certain people that she thought she wanted to be with, that she thought she should be love in love with. It had been far fast those days, Jade knew she thought of them as sisters now. Fellow girls she would hang out with, friends that always had her back.

Friends she would never show those 'lovestruck' poems, not the ones about them. She would mention the newer ones, the ones with the neat and flowy calligrapgy. Still slightly smudged, and still so cheesy her face would go as read as the pen she uses to write if she ever has to read them out loud.

Yet, she found it interesting. From messy to neat, from feeling what others expected, to being open about herself. Most of the times. At least with her friends.

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res she's so pretty i love her

[hellb0und]

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username: inferno,
kalon's name: athena
gender: female (male → female)
prompt:
athena, once known as alec, had been an absolute wreck over the idea of
this very day. she knew that, soon, it was likely her boyfriend would prop
ose, requesting her hand in marriage. how exactly he would go about the
situation wasn't her ordeal to take care of. it wasn't confirmed, but her g
ut feeling told her, & she'd always listened. it never failed her. although w
ith this new chapter of her life came a price; one she wasn't sure she was
ready to pay. the event with her parents played in her head nonstop, ricoc
heting back and forth. a constant aching reminder that to them, she was a
monster they didn't want to associate with in any way. her boyfriend had q
uestioned her previously, about why he never saw her parents around, whe
n he was going to meet them, but she automatically shut him down & brus
hed it off. athena woke up telling herself he'd love her regardless and fell
asleep with the same thought. her last & final desperate attempt. trusting w
asn't as easy as she desired it to be, especially considering her past. a spiral
that only went down as she viewed it. athena's since managed to overcome
most of it but still catches herself putting up a facade more frequently than
she likes. presenting herself as joyous, even if beyond it she's screaming sile
nt pleas for help. calls that will never be answered.

"cal, i have something to tell you..." she'd trailed off, yet somehow her vo
ice remained steady. demanding. she'd needed him to pay attention.
"yes love, what's wrong?" he inquired, slightly unnerved. what if she was bre
aking up with him? no- that's a preposterous idea. she never seemed trouble
d with their relationship. but his conscious told him the idea was not to be e
xiled, as everyone lied. this sent him into a mild state of panic, his facial fe
atures violently twitching.
"calm down, just hear me out... alright? please," she reached out and took
her hand in his, soothingly tracing her thumb over the center of his hand.
her touch reassured him, allowing him to relax enough that he listened with
full attention once again.
she took a deep breath, looking down before averting her gaze back up. no.
she had to do it. this was the time. he loved her... didn't he?
"cal, i'm transgender," the words rolled off her lips abruptly. seemingly barrel
ing into cal at 100 mph based off of his reaction; widened eyes, dropped jaw,
& the least expected part being that he recoiled.
"you're.... what?" he raised an eyebrow, unconvinced.
"i said i'm transgender," she repeated, slight irritation coating her tone of voic
e now used. as she hadn't seen it as a big deal. she was a girl, always had bee
n. just for a long time she was trapped in the wrong body- with the wrong par
ts.
"i-... athena, i'm sorry, but i need to go." and he took off.
what hit the hardest was that she waited, days turned into months, months in
to years... phone calls left unanswered, letters blank & unreturned. when she
finally saw him, he was a married man with two children. but what the girl wo
uld never forget was the monsters which left her bitter & cold. isolated from s
ociety & feared. they called her the unaccepted.

[tenturo]

username: tenturo
kalon's name:
gender:
prompt: (max. 600 words)
extra art piece: (optional)

huge res <33

[carotid]

username: carotid
kalon's name: téa (TAY-ah)
gender: trans girl [she/her]
prompt: 600 word max
extra art piece: (optional)

wip wip!!! i love her...