[waterstar.]

okay okay
I hope you don't mind,,
but knitting reaLLy strucK me
I hope it's okay I use it in here ?

username: waterstar.
name: ah wipppp
gender: female
art or story that makes you feel snuggly and warm: little boy give money to her everyday he rides the subway where she lives (homeless, but is okay with it), he drops an ice cream,, mom was yelling at him in public for wasting things, both of them left, and for like a year he continues to give her money and by the time the year passes, she's knit him an entire blanket with an ice cream on the front and when the mother wasn't present, she takes him to get ice cream and they laugh, even though they don't know each other
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[lonk]

mark !!

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markk

[yen.]

dropping ;o;! Good luck to everyone still entering~

[revvington]

username:doglady88722
name:Mallory * goes by Mal *
gender:Female
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Res!

[Alihorse]

username: Alihorse
name: Minka
gender: Female
art or story that makes you feel snuggly and warm:
Lil water color effect. Water colors make me feel happy and warm ~•~
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Determined to make this my first Kalon
(Sorry if my art looks bad, I got a bad headache)

[nüsse]

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res w/ art

[Peachpie1164]

Username: Peachpie1164
Name: Milo Snuffington.
Gender: Male.
Art and a Story to make you feel Snuggly and Warm:

Back as a young kit Milo spent a vast majority of his childhood in the care of his grandmother. His parents worked late most nights as they wanted to work as hard as they possibly could so Milo would be able to have a safe, trouble free life and be able to fulfil his dreams, as he his existence had fulfilled theirs.

Milo was never bothered by this, his grandma was, and still is, his favourite person other than his parents. Every time they would say “We’re going to grandma’s!” He would squeal in excitement and rush to his wardrobe to select one of the many sweaters she always knitted for him, but no matter how many she made he would always return to the lovely purple one she made him one winters night.

This tale is one of a time Milo spent with his grandma, no different to any of the others but continues to remain his most vivid memory.

It was the middle of winter and it had been snowing quite calmly but heavily for the past few days. The second Milo heard he would be heading to his grandma’s he was waiting in front of the door, with his pre-packed suitcase he always had prepared, calling for his parents to hurry up. Upon arrival, he rushed out of the car, not even waiting for his parents to turn off the engine as he sprinted up to the door knocking on it madly. His parents laughed as a clear path through the snow marked out his trail to the door. As soon as the door opened Milo squealed in joy and ran to his grandma for one of her legendary bear hugs. After bringing his suitcase inside his parents blew kisses to Milo, who was now attached to his grandma, before leaving knowing he was in safe hands.

After their departure, Milo separated from the hug and his grandma gave him an all-knowing wink. Gasping Milo rushed into the kitchen and squealed in joy as he laid sights on all the baking supplies laid out. His grandma chucked as she reached the kitchen, watching him absorb the large assortment of decorative goodies she had purchased. Milo wriggling with joy as his grandma brought over the large mixing bowl and flour so the two could begin their life long tradition of baking.

Not even 3 hours later the kitchen was a total mess. Flour covered every surface including the two Kalon’s. Laid out on the table in front of them were a batch of messily decorated and created cookies, far from perfection to most people but the most perfect cookies in the world to their joyous creators. After his grandma sent Milo off to the bath to de-flour she began the pain painstakingly long process of cleaning.

After hoping out of the bath and shaking himself dry Milo rushed back downstairs to find his grandma tending to the fire place. Hoping forward his nuzzled his nose into her lap convincing her to sit down into her chair. Chuckling once more, she sat down into her comfy sofa and brought a mug of hot chocolate from the table to him. He squeaked in happiness and thanked her once again as he sipped the warm liquid goodness. He finished the drink as fast as he had received it and snuggled into his grandma’s lap, hyper and ready for a story. Reaching down she brought out a tattered novel, one his grandpa had left with her to remember all the great adventures they had had together in their youth. Opening to a bookmarked page she began were she had left off with his last visit. This was the part of the story where Milo’s grandpa had confessed his undying love for her and proposed. Milo sat with open eyes as he listened to the story. The pure and true emotions, told through his grandpa’s words left an undying impression in his young heart. After his grandma had finished Milo excitedly explained his plans to one day tell his true love in a similar way. His grandma only chuckled at his kind heart and began to stroke his head. Slowly Milo became drowsy. It didn’t take much longer until he was in a deep slumber surrounded by scents of baked goods, hot chocolate, soap, and a warm fuzzy feeling in his chest that he would always remember.

{734/800 words}

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~Art by Myself~

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[wajas]

Res?? Very tempting *^*