[seawoof]

[size=85]A little sheer with butterfly wings: )

traits:
very rare butterfly wings | uncommon horns | edited bells

[SoupPupped]

dropping out, sorry

[LadyChinaAru]

Username;; LadyChinaAru
Name;; Flutura
Gender;; Female
Extras;;
- Flutura is a extremely shy sheer and has a hard time speaking to others especially males. That begin said she is very kind to all living creatures even insects. She hates being a bother to others and often trys to do things on her own even if she should ask for help. She is a very gentle soul who is very sweet. She can get easily intimidated and scared and will often run and hide.
- She works at a butterfly sanctuary, talking care of not only the insect in it but also keeps the flowers healthy. She loves her work and will even sing and talk to the flowers and butterfly's.
- She loves to sing, take care of plants, animals/insects and baby fawns
- She greatly dislikes, talking/singing in front of others, being in large crowds, being scared, wilting plants and seeing animals/bugs get hurt.
- Her hobbies are singing, taking care of plants and going on long walks
- She is bisexual but she tends to either fall for gentle or clam male sheer's or tomboyish female sheer's.
- She is a amazing singer but she is so shy and timid that she can't sing in front of anyone other then the butterfly's and flowers she cares for.
- Her name is Albanian, it means "butterfly."
- Butterfly Gif

[Ill]

Dropping, procrastinated too long on what I was doing.

[Cardinal.]

- Dropping -

[MelMellyMel]

Username;;
Name;; Manuel AKA: Mono (pronounced as maw-no)
Gender;; Male
Extras;;
•Mono often gets mixed up as a female at first glance and he simultaneously does and doesn't care. He does care because he hates how people stereotype certain features to the point that they make automatic assumptions, and he doesn't care because he honestly doesn't mind because he himself knows that these things don't matter in the long-run.
•Mono is very introverted around strangers and will often not speak unless spoken to, but when he's with his friends you'd have an easier time opening a bear trap than trying to get him to shut up.
*Still a wip*
Res!! Time to try to do something decent in the Oekaki

[The Worst Username]

Dropping out, good luck all!

[~Clockwork~]

Username;; ~Clockwork~
Name;; Bella
Gender;; Female
Extras;; Hey Isabella!
BELLA
Why don't you like your real name?
It sounds too girly.
*Stares at bell ribbon and wings*
What?

[seawoof]

3 day warning!

[Carnations]

Username;;
john laurens.

Name;;
Astera

Nickname:
Aster (Prefers his actual name though)

Gender;;
Cis Male

Sexual Orientation:
Homosexual

Personality;;
Astera is shy, feminine, and soft spoken.

First off,
he's shy.
He prefers not to talk,
but when needed or wanted,
he will talk.

Secondly,
he's feminine.
Not to the point where he identifies or wants to identify as female,
but still feminine enough for it to be recognized.

And lastly,
he's soft spoken.
Astera has a soft,
quiet voice,
and many have described it as hypnotic,
soon to the point where he can tell others what to do,
though he isn't manipulate enough to do this.

Short History;;
Astera has had an average history,
two parents,
eventually moving away from them,
finding a protected,
all that fun stuff.

Short Story - Flower Garden;;
I was walking through a meadow,
my hoofs landing perfectly in front of the other as if I was in a trance,
with no aim.
I had no idea where I was or how I even came to this conclusion.
My hoofs continued to crush the small sprouts of plants,
and this cycle continued for hours until I reached an area I wasn't familiar with.
Flowers started to sprout,
and they continued for a long ways,
making it seem as if the whole meadow was now a garden of flowers.
It seemed unnatural,
but nature does strange things that none understand.
Would it hurt if I picked a few..?
I thought before hesitantly picking two small purple flowers.
Soon I managed to tie them to the bells that I was wearing before continuing.
All good things come to an end,
and the small garden was one of them.
I sadly came to the end of the bed of flowers,
and I looked back for a second.
The bed of flowers moved sadly,
seeming they were sad about my departing.
Wind blew in face as I turned my head straight,
and a small grin appeared before departing.

Art done by me.