[lunaire]

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[Svetigris]

username; Mewwthesabertiger
name; Kaoma
gender; Female and bisexual
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[Chiller Whale]

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[Thani]

username;
Thani

name;
Carlie

gender;
Female

prompt;

"Mom wheres my glue gun?"
A shout could be heard from the other room followed by shuffling of some sorts.
A frustrated groan followed and a messy Carlie left her craft room, covered in glitter and bits of paint.
"It must be around here somewhere.."
Moving bits of old newspaper around on the dining room table she desperately looked for the darned thing.
"Think think think..."

Her mom peeked out from behind a door-frame, waving the glue gun out for her to grab.
"Oh ! you're a lifesaver !" she quickly snatched the object and went back to her messy craft area, her mother smiling and rolling her eyes.

Carlie's craft room was a sight to be seen. Just about every single art supply known to man was thrown about somewhere in the room.
Her desk space was covered in bits of tightly rolled up newspapers and paints, along with some small easter inspired knick knacks.

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During the springtime Carlie and her mom would go hit up every sale at their local craft stores and stock up on things to start making their own homemade Easter baskets.
Carlie had watched guides when she was younger on how to weave her own baskets when she had a friend who's parents couldn't afford to buy her one.
Her first attempt was very sloppy with bits of glue dripping from the ends of the weaved newspaper and a messy paint job.
However she had only improved her skill, as it became some sort of a tradition to do this every year.

She gave most of them away for free to the kids in her neighborhood, and donated atleast 2 dozen to local shelters and orphanages in the area.
She always made sure to keep one for herself, keeping track of how she had improved her weaving skills the following year.
Despite how messy and frantic she gets around this time of the year she looks forward to it every single time. Nothing will ever beat the look on a kids face when she gives them one of her special baskets. It's something she finds the most joy in during Spring ♥


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Art (c) @ The lovely Mewlin <3

[the spoopy gengar]

username; the spoopy gengar
name; bella
gender; female
prompt;
who doesnt likes spring? flowers blooming, the sun is shining and the bird are coming back from distant lands
lets dont forget about easter,the main celebration
a very important one

bella lives in a small village,it gets ignored by the other villages around but its a nice place to live
full with many children of all ages, these little creatures are very curious and have many energy
sadly adults dont really care about them because they are very busy with their jobs
so which is the best place to leave the children? with bella and her kindergarten

easter is a special holiday, there is an egg hunt at the kindergarten so many children go there every year
what it means a kids game for others is a full time job for bella
first of all she has to prepare the schedule to have an organised celebration to not have to make the order at the party date
after that she has to order the eggs, the main subject
there is luckly a farm near the kindergarten with many chickens

then the hard part begans:painting the eggs
usually she orders up to 50 eggs so you might be thinking ¨why she doesnt just paints them all with the same colour?¨ that would be easier if you didnt had bella´s appreciation on each kid, yep each one
so to make these eggs more special, she mades different desings for each one
no egg can be the same as the other one
she prepares some coffee and spends the whole night painting green stipes,making white dots and dont forget about the glitter

after a very long night, the easiest part is the decorations
some paper bunnies and pastel colour streamers should be enough
at last but not least, she has to be careful to not broke, lose or have to re-paint any egg
that is hard as painting them
in other easters,3 or more eggs had the same desing, children broke 10 and 8 went missing

easter means more than another celebration marked on the calendar for bella
these children count on her to spend a different day
and even though it costs many money,time and effort
her payment are the bright smiles of those small creatures

just wait for christmas!

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in case you are asking how this year´s easter day went
it was a lovely celebration,just dont really following the schedule
the children arrived at the kindergarten more earlier than bella expected but it was okay because she almost got done putting the decorations

the egg hunt went also pretty great
each child got their own colour full egg, nobody broke or missed one luckly
after that they played on the playground and planted some sunflowers around it
well...maybe one little dummy broke their egg but there where some candies which can always stop a baby from crying
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[CowsgoHehe]

username; CowsgoHehe
name; Carrot
gender; Female
prompt; what do they do for fun in the springtime? (500 words ) Cheese Rolling!!
Spring. The season of new beginnings. Plants start to grow and the animals awaken. The earth seems to come to life after its long winter sleep. Spring is filled with fun. Painting eggs, enjoying the wonderful weather, having fun with friends, the list goes on. For me, spring meant chasing a nine pound round Double Gloucester cheese rolling down a hill. Every year, I would gather a few buddies and we would go to the top of Cooper’s hill, and chase down the cheese. Maybe this year I would win.
I stood on my toes, heart racing. My paws began to sweat, as I stood on the starting line. I heard a whistle and the cheese began to roll. I ran down, more like rolling though. One by one, we all fell, rolling, fighting for the finish line. Sweat dripped and I felt the grass and dirt on all sides. Small pebbles cut into my side, but my momentum only increased. Faster and faster. I focused on only on thing. The cheese. Pushing myself forward, and fighting those who stood in my way, I made it to the bottom quickly. Rolling through the finish line, I realized I had won! For the first year, I took home the cheese roll. Lifetime's supply of cheese? Check! Pass the bread.
Spring to me is the season of cheese rolling.

[Amplify]

username;; amplify
name;; freya
gender;; female
prompt;;
What Freya loves to do more than anything during Spring is to escape. Not a location nor person nor anything in particular… Just leave everything—even herself—behind, and truly appreciate what Spring has to offer.

For Spring is so much more than simple events and packed schedules: it’s the sound of bees buzzing, the scent of blooming flowers, the touch of a cool breeze… Spring is a time for new beginnings, for letting go of your struggles once and for all and stepping forward without being weighed down.

Thus, there can be no greater thing for her to do than to escape herself and the struggles she bares in order to see the beauty around her unscathed. To be able to hear the bees, smell the flowers, and feel the breeze as it brushes by rather than just ignoring them as if they were nothing more than background noise.

To put it simply, there’s nothing she loves more than to relax in a large open field, gaze at the sky, and enjoy the beauty Spring has brought.

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username;Starbliss
name;Sarah de Mariposa
gender;Female
prompt;Sarah de Mariposa is a colourful spring kalon as one can see. She likes to celebrate her birthday on April 30th, enjoys dying eggs pastel colors, and chasing butterflies. During easter she goes down to the pond and dances with the ducks, and goes candy egg hunting with the deer in the spring fields. After easter, when spring is more in focus, she stares at the purple water lilies and admires her reflection, often times seeing a rainbow along with it.(84/500) short but sweet!
extra; Sarah de Mariposa was inspired by Starbliss, whose favorite season is most definitely spring. Starbliss was also inspired to write about Sarah de Mariposa because her birthday, in fact, is April 30th(yay soon!). Sarah de Mariposa was the name chosen for the beautiful and cute girl because Sarah means Princess in Hebrew, so her name means Princess of Butterfly(mix of Hebrew and Spanish, Starbliss's favorite languages). (66/300)

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The much warmer days of spring are a blessing to those who had cooped themselves up inside all winter,
waiting out the cold and eagerly awaiting the sunshine of a new season. The bitter chill of the frosty nights
turn to a pleasant breeze that has no match against the northern winds that leave you with no choice but to
bundle up and bare it. It might not be summer but a sweater and windbreaker are quick fixes to the lingering
cold of the evening.

The days are bright and the nights are quiet, in all accounts the perfect time to be doing something other
than rummaging through the food til 10, watching tv till 12 and then staying up way past the witching hour.
And so Morgan does, it is a hobby at first glance. With nobody daring to go out this late and venture deep
into the forest, he has no choice but to struggle to clip the floodlights to his bike and spotlights to the helmet
that sits on the ground near his feet. This time of night barely garners enough attention to be considered a
good idea to mountain bike but the darkness paints well-known trails in a veil of subdued calm that escapes
the heat of the day and welcomes the thrill of a night.

He is in no way a lonely fellow but sitting in the small clearing of the forest with not a soul in sight is a wonder
to behold, small speckles of life light up the area around him and he is still as to not scare the pinpricks of
light away. Gloves and helmet sit abandoned on the forest floor when he finally had come to a semblance of
a stop in the trail, a 180 that is hard to miss if you are not careful. The nights like this are the reason he stays
up, it is easy for it to become an addiction and the rewards of spring nights are only just that sweeter.

Fingers curl into the grass as he exhales gently. He wouldn't trade the world for a moment like this.

[cribunni]

aloe~ || Vanilla || Female [ she/her ]


She silently stepped through the tall grass, the individual stems glowing with a uniqueness that can only be found as they first grow. The colors of the plants around her vary more beautifully than she could ever wish her fur to. Vanilla stepped over a fallen tree, leaning down with her small spray bottle and giving a blue mushroom a quick sprits. She could almost see it’s tiny smile.The first weeks of spring had been harshly hot, and dry. The stopped by several patches of vegetation to give them a small sip of water — and though she loved this — Vanilla went on to do her main job. She did it the same time every year. She gathered several large, fallen branches and stacked them neatly together. She made the slant of miniature roof, and gathered some thick weeds to weave between the gaps. She loaded down the inside floor with clovers and flowers, a pleasant aroma cascading from the plants. Vanilla scooped patches of moss from the ground to stick on top and on the sides, as an extra shield from the elements. She finally untangled the smooth vines from a nearby tree, taking time to tie them neatly at the entrance, creating a sort of curtain. The sun began to set behind the hills as she heard the familiar, labored footsteps from the trees. Vanilla dashed across the clearing, ducking behind the bushes. The bright white deer tredded gracefully through the foliage. She could make out it’s pastel blue eyes from the distance. Behind her, a small figure clumsily fell onto the ground with a small thud. A tiny?white fawn sat, it’s looks identical to its mother. It gathered itself up, and followed her to the hand-made den. The deer looked back in her direction, almost as if to say thank you. The sun set completely as the vines closed behind her, the den brightly outlined with light.