Written Picturings!!

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Written Picturings!!

Written Picturings!!

Hello! I am doing written picturings because... Well, why not? Just fill out this form:
And I'll have your picturing out as soon as I can! Thanks! 
submitted by Periwinkle , age Pi, Somewhere in the stars
(April 27, 2021 - 2:20 pm)

Okay, here's yours! Sorry for the long wait. 

In a fairly empty library, a girl sat on a navy blue beanbag with a notebook on her lap. She was writing away with a pen that looked like a quill. It was her favorite pen. 
The girl had short brown hair, a freckled face, and rosy cheeks. She wore a white hoodie and she had her hood up, along with black leggings and white tennis shoes. On the ground next to her, she had a beige tote bag with little drawings of bird feathers on it, and it had books crammed inside.
The girl smiled. A new idea had just hit her.
She started writing a new story, laughing at her own jokes along the way.
submitted by Periwinkle@Quill, age Pi, Somewhere in the stars
(May 2, 2021 - 8:04 am)

I love it, thank you!!

submitted by Quill
(May 2, 2021 - 1:29 pm)

Gahhhh! I knew the copy and paste would have messed things up!

Name: Zealatom

Gender/pronouns: he/him
Other: n/a
submitted by Zealatom, age ^-^, meh
(April 29, 2021 - 8:15 am)

These look great! I know you have a lot of requests but if you wouldn't mind, could I have one? Thanks!

Name: Feline Fantasy
Gender/pronouns: She/her

Other: No cat ears, please.

Pretty sure Saffron (my CAPTCHA) is considering becoming monotheistic . . . 

submitted by Feline Fantasy
(April 29, 2021 - 3:40 pm)

I'll give you your picturing while I wait for a response from Quill. No cat ears I promise ;) However I did put you at an animal shelter- hopefully that's okay.



A girl, who was sitting on the tile floor surrounded by cats at an animal shelter, laughed. "Calm down, Popsicle." She pulled a cat treat out of her pocket and gave it to a little calico cat with a navy blue collar. Then she patted a little black cat on the head. Black cats were supposed to be unlucky, but she didn't believe in stuff like that. 


"Don't worry guys, we'll find you a home soon. Okay?" Her voice was a little sad. As much as she loved these cats, she was also worried nobody would want to adopt them. She pushed the thought away and smiled.


"It's okay, Pineapple. It's going to be okay."


The girl had long, shiny black hair in a high ponytail and brown eyes. Her face had a few freckles. She wore a blue shirt reading "C. A. T. Shelter," black leggings, and blue high-tops. She also had little golden hoop earnings on her ears and a matching golden necklace with the infinity symbol on it, along with a pencil tucked behind her ear.


"Hey, guess what?" The owner of the shelter called.


"What is it?" She shouted back.


"Someone just called in. They said they want to adopt Popsicle, and they would like to bring a friend to adopt Magic."


The girl sat up straight. 


"For real?"




The girl smiled even bigger this time and pet Popsicle again. Maybe it really would be okay. 









submitted by Periwinkle@Feli, age Pi, Somewhere in the stars
(April 29, 2021 - 7:07 pm)

Thanks so much for this!!! And thanks for not giving me cat ears. ;) No one understands my pet peeve.

submitted by Feline Fantasy
(April 30, 2021 - 11:57 am)

Oh, these are cool! One for me, please.

Name: Morning

Gender/pronouns: Female, she/her

Other: None.

Just a comment that has nothing to do with the actual thread but seems like it could live here: In charrie sheets, everyone (including me) always writes gender/pronouns as the prompt, and then the person filling out the form puts their gender, then a comma, then a slash between the two pronouns. Both the prompt and the answer look right, but they don't match, if you know what I mean. And now my random rant is longer than my actual charrie sheet. Wonderful.

submitted by Morning , yonder
(May 2, 2021 - 9:05 am)

Here's yours! 


In a meadow, a girl sat on a baby blue blanket, reading a book. She had a plate of cookies next to her, and paused between pages for a bite every now and then.


The girl had long, wavy brown hair that shined in the sunlight. She wore a simple white dress and sandals, looking something like an Ancient Greek goddess. She had pink cheeks and pink-ish red lip gloss, and deep brown eyes with long lashes. 


The girl turned the pages of her book, singing a song to herself. A humming bird passed by. It was the color of a beautiful sunset. 


The girl smiled. Maybe that bird was a sunset, but today was a new day. 

submitted by Periwinkle@Morning, age Pi, Somewhere in the stars
(May 2, 2021 - 6:37 pm)

I love it! That's so beautiful, Peri! It's completely me-ish (if I had a Greek goddess dress, which I definately need.) Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!

submitted by Morning , yonder
(May 2, 2021 - 8:07 pm)

Can I have one? 

Name: Forest Nymph

Gender/Pronouns: Female, she/her

Other: Nope! 

submitted by Forest Nymph, age Immortal, Playing the harp
(May 10, 2021 - 10:59 am)

Yes, hi, sorry I didn't see this! 

The breeze swayed gently through a deep wood, and in the exact middle, there was a small circle made out of marble with golden harp on it. A girl sat on a wooden stool next to the harp, letting a gentle sound come from it. 
The girl stopped playing and turned to look at the woods around her. She had long brown hair in a messy braid that hung over her shoulder, and a freckled face. She wore a green dress and was barefoot. She had weaven flowers and vines into her braid, and it was filled with little roses and buttercups and periwinkles, with deep green vines.
The girl stopped short. What was that sound? Suddenly, she saw a fox, coming out to the clearing. It stuck its head out our from the thick woods, and stared at her, surprised she was there. 
The girl smiled. She liked foxes a lot, and they were rare to see in this giant forest. It was like a lucky charm.
The fox turned and walked back into the woods. The girl knew she would probably never see it again, but she didn't mind. 
Because luck stays with you forever. 
submitted by Peri@Forest Nymph, age Pi, Somewhere in the stars
(May 10, 2021 - 4:47 pm)

Wow! This is so great! Thanks!

submitted by Forest Nymph, age Immortal, Playing the Harp
(May 10, 2021 - 5:13 pm)
submitted by TOP Nymph, age Immortal, Playing the harp
(May 10, 2021 - 11:01 am)

Name: Peregrine Silverwings

Pronouns: she/her/hers

Other: I almost can't live without violin, Starflight (a peregrine falcon) most always accompanies me, and I can transform into a peregrine. You can include all or any of these, but you definitely don't need to.  I look forward to what you write!

submitted by Peregrine
(May 10, 2021 - 8:05 pm)

Hi, sorry this is late. I didn't really include the stuff you had said, sorry! If you want me to redo it with some more of the things your mentioned, I can. Funnily enough, I've now written 3 picturings in forests, but I can more see you and Forest Nymph's taking place in the same forest, while in my mind, pangolin's forest is a completely different one.


A girl wandered through the woods. She appeared to be looking for something, but it was unclear what. The trees were thick around her, and she had only a small dirt path to follow. 

The girl had a deep purple hood, with a silver string to hold it together. She had long blonde hair that was close to being white, and wore black pants and light brown boots that went up and stopped just under her her knees. Her eyes were silver, and she had red blush on her face. In her hands, she held a wooden bow and arrow.  


The girl stopped at a small clearing. A tree sat a few yards away from her, and it had a target on it. The girl smiled and held up her bow and arrow. She closed her eyes, took a breath, and released the arrow.



The arrow stuck into the target. The girl grinned even wider. 

A perfect shot.  

submitted by Peri@Peregrine, age Pi, Somewhere in the stars
(May 12, 2021 - 6:43 pm)