[SunnyStreets]

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username
ravenwhisper's wish
name
vivian [formerly charles]
gender
trans female
sexuality
straight
word count
599/600
art
wiiiip

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my eyes were open wide. I stared at the lacy curtains that surrounded my bed. come on martha, come on... my ears pricked as the door creaked open. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, slowly. my heartbeat slowed and I stilled my twitching limbs. I kept my mouth and general expression neutral although I was bursting with energy. hurry up, martha! suddenly, my bed curtains were apart. "good morning, princess," martha said in her cockney accent. I stirred gently underneath my slippery satin cover. "good morning, martha." I blinked, as though I'd just woken up, and looked at martha. she had ducked out of sight to retrieve my breakfast tray. "here you are, princess." I nodded graciously and lifted the knife and fork up. but as I was about to cut the toast martha gasped. "oh, princess, the taster!" she hurried to the door, and upon opening it, discovered the taster, leon, waiting patiently. he hurried inside and I let him cut a square of toast to eat it, then try a slice of the sausage. "it's fine, princess," he said with a bow. I nodded and ate it petitely. when I had finished, I sipped my juice before noticing a letter lying on the tray. "thank you," I said, taking the slim envelope, and nodding to martha. "you may remove my breakfast now." when she had exited my bedroom, I examined the letter. I assumed it was from father. I was glad, I had been eager for more news since I heard he was going to fight at Gordia. I slit it open with my claw and unfolded the paper. shockingly, the paper was not covered in my father's untidy scrawl, but written in neat, formal print. I skimmed down it and then dropped it in shock. "martha!" I cried out. as she came running back in I pushed the paper away with my claw as though it were red hot. "what is it, princess?" she asked with a small bob. "this - this... letter says my father is - is - has perished!" I exclaimed in terror. "surely it is not true?" a terrified look came across the young maid's face. "he.. he said not to tell you, princess." martha dipped her head. "who did?" I snapped. "the council, princess." I felt tears form in my eyes. "so it's true? father is dead? how?" martha shook her head. "king tammie the fifth was killed in battle, princess.. but..." she raised her eyes to meet mine. "you're to be queen now." I froze. "what? me?" shock coursed through my body. I was not yet fourteen! I couldn't be queen yet! father still had to be kin- but he couldn't, could he? not now. the tears poured freely down my face. martha shyly offered me a hankerchief. I was about to take it when I saw tears in her eyes. "you're crying," I murmured. martha burst into tears and I gasped. "I-I'm sorry, princess," she blubbed. "but he was like a father to me. he was always so kind..." I felt pain swell in my chest and reached out to her. I hugged her gently and we cried together. little did I know then that martha was soon to be taken away to another post. the maid who had become like a sister to me was to become a kitchen-girl at baron roget's house. and myself? well.. I was to become a premature queen. with no mother or father, the council would guide me until I turned fourteen.

[final fantasy]

username: catsuki
kalon's name: candy
gender: female
prompt:
extra art piece: wip

mark

[FNAF]

username: ωιηтєя
kalon's name: alexa (previously alex)
gender: transgirl (she/her)
prompt:


extra art piece: (optional)

[Meridiem]

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

Wip

[.~♨Affo♨~.]

username: !~Mara~!
kalon's name: Kara
gender: Female
prompt:
Kara was just fumbling around, trying to get something from the top cupboard shelf, something happened, and something fell on her, all she remembers was waking up in the hospital, fur slowly turning pink until one day it stopped, and that was when they let her out of the hospital, since that day, she was different.
extra art piece:

[trans]

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[synastry]

username: synastry;
kalon's name: Jordan
gender: MtF
prompt: (max. 600 words) res with this precious bab originally on the path to being a doctor, but is a rebellious one and follows her heart's desire for being a musician/artist <3

[womp womp]

username: diamond sapphire
kalon's name: jasper
gender: trans female
prompt:



jasper was meant to rule the seas, and care after her people. she was intended to grow up and meet her significant other, and pass down the role of a ruler, her name written in a planned legacy of wealthy gods and goddess. she was suppose to do it all -- but of course, she didn't. she couldn't.



the rulers of the lands were treated with great care. there were three -- people of royalty who became the moral gods and goddess of the land. jasper's very own family ruler over the kingdom of sea, where the other two kingoms ruled over land and weather. japser was intended to be a heir to the sea throne, and waited when the two queens, her faithful mothers, were too old to bare being a ruler.

in the meantime, jasper didn't exactly do much, 'much' being defined by the kingdom itself.

between training and her education, she sat her in room and wrote. wrote of tales of storm and rain, tales of creatures with sleek feathers as sharp as knives. princes and princesses who betrayed their fates, and dragons, instead, ruling the land.

writing wasn't exactly used in her training. encouraged to use fancy words that stretched along for ages, and a royal voice that hurt her throat after a few minutes. being fancy, being proper, being formal. really, jasper was sick and tired of this and that. though she wouldn't dare telling her mothers - they'd lecture her for ages.

but... she couldn't stand it anymore.

words and writing were so sweet to her -- like the gifts of fancy chocolate and caramel that she'd get on her birthdays. they had more emotion than jasper could ever feel, and a beautiful world at her fingertips. jasper would be consumed in her made up worlds, at times she'd even forget where she was.

but she was here, forced to rule a kingdom she barely even paid attention to.

she loved her family, and continuing a legacy was an interesting topic. but was appealed more to her was starting a legacy. one where heirs rebelled against their forced roles, and into talented people with a future that laid welcomingly in front.

jasper finally told her parents about her wanted change. through tears and wishes, they hugged.

" jasper -- " one of them murmured through a sob. " i'm proud of you, nevertheless. your hard work and effort makes me smile everyday, we're so lucky to call you our child. " tears slid down jasper's face, and she held one both of her mothers hands.

" i'm creating something. " she spoke. " i call it a new legacy. "



jasper smiled at the book in her hands. it was the first she had published after her change. she had became a rather talented writer, at a fairly young age as well. jasper sighed softly, and tucked the book away.

" jasper? " there was a knock at her door. she opened it, and it was her little sister, rosy, the newest heir to the throne. really, they were cousins, but the kingdom needed a heir, so they got rosy. jasper called rosy her little sister, though, as an affectionate name. " both of the queens helped write this letter, and sent this letter to you. "

" why didn't they just bring the messenger, though? " jasper asked. rosy shruged.

" they wanted you to read it aloud to both of us. " rosy answered.

jasper shrugged along with rosy and opened the letter.
then, she smiled.

it wasn't a letter, really, but a masterpiece.

it was a story.

[sweetdragon]

Saved for when I have time to finish my form. She's beautiful! I've just begun making doll customs and I want to make her as a doll so bad.

username- sweetdragon
kalon's name- Sakari (meaning sweet because she's the sweetest thing ever)
gender- female
prompt- (max. 600 words)
extra art piece- (optional)

[Grey_Hoodie]

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