[Adallina]

May we do multiple responses for each prompt?

[snafu,]

Writing Prompt- Day 2

Today is a continuation of yesterday's prompts! Write about what happens after your kalon shows their affection!
Abria and Rowan, around the seventh grade
Abria looked over to Rowan, who was on the other side of the classroom. He was currently reading the love note from her, and she was beyond nervous. What would happen if he didn't feel the same way? Would they lose their friendship?
Rowan looked up and made eye contact with Abria. Smiling, he held up his hands in the shape of a heart. That was his way of saying that he feels the same way. Abria smiled back, and after turning back to face the front of the room, she let out the air she had been holding in without realizing. Thank goodness, she thought. At this moment the teacher walked back into the room, and Abria struggled to keep her huge grin off of her face.

Later after school
Abria finished packing up her backpack and looked around the room. Her last few classmates were leaving now, expect for Rowan. He had fallen behind and was struggling to stuff everything into his bag. "Want some help with that?" she asked him. Rowan looked up, smiled, and nodded. Abria walked over to Rowan's desk. As she began to pull homework pages from his desk, a small piece of paper fell to the ground. Abria picked it up and turned it to the side with writing. Rowan had drawn a cute picture of her with a small heart in the corner. Curious, she poked his shoulder. Turning around, Rowan saw what Abria was holding, and he smiled awkwardly and blushed a little, obviously embarrassed that she found that. "Heh heh," he laughed awkwardly as he pulled the scrap paper from her hands. "Lets just... forget we saw that, okay?" Abria found Rowan's awkwardness adorable, but didn't want him to know, so she tried her best to hide it. "Okay, sounds good. Looks like we're done here," Abria said as she stood back up. "See you tomorrow, Rowan!" Did that really just happen?

[found.]

Write about what happens after your kalon shows their affection!
Ryean


Ryean paced around his apartment anxiously, shooting glances at his phone, wondering, thinking.
Who knew adoration could feel so bittersweet?

He exhaled shakily and collapsed onto his couch, fiddling with his fingers and half-heartedly listening to the television. He trembled fiercely, his heart fluttering like a million flapping doves eager to escape his ribcage.

Doubts, dark, creeping, and sinister, crept into his brain. They wove their shadowing selves into his thoughts until he had trouble shaking the sensation. They drifted like mist inside of his skull, fogging his thinking until he had trouble forming cohesive strings of sentences within his head. As if she'll like you back, they hissed into his ear, their thoughts sizzling and poisonous.
You're pathetic.
A total waste of her time
How incredibly awkward for her
Ryean stood, swallowing to dislodge the lump from his throat, and threw on his jacket.

In a desperate attempt to shake off those horrible doubts, Ryean whisked outside and plodded to the park, his phone burning hotly in his pocket. He felt the incredible urge to check it, to see if the object of his affection had received his booklet of letters and drawings, but he fought the feeling. Just enjoy the present, he thought.

Whatever happens, I'll be okay.

Which was questionable, considering how bloody much he loved this girl. He couldn't picture his life without her, his close companion, his heart-stopping love. He cringed a bit, thinking of how horrid it would be if she didn't return his feelings.
What would become of them? Would their remarkable friendship ever be the same again?

Suddenly, a hesitant ding pierced the afternoon air and rang through the park. Ryean, loosing all sense of self-control, produced the phone from his pocket and eagerly checked the text messages, his heart racing terribly.

The next message would positively change the course of his life forever.


____________________ Sent at 11:32 ____________________
❤ I never thought you'd return those feelings of mine
but sometimes even the impossible happens,
right?

You wouldn't believe how much
I swooned over those letters
and watercolor paintings
I swear.

I embarrass myself.

We can meet for brunch tomorrow at the local café?
_____________________________________________________




Ryean nearly fainted.

[whatswrongwithangela]

Writing Prompt - #2

After Cherald Recited The Poem To Anya She Smiled, Her Gaze Locked With His. For A Long Momment
They Stared At Eachother. "I Love You Too, Cherald." Said Anya. "My Potion Is Working!" Thought Anya
Cheerfully. "Lets Get Back To Dinner." Replied Cherald. "Right, So I Was Talking About My Family?" Asked
Anya. "Yup, You Were Showing My A Photo Of You And Your Siblings. It Was Cute!". "Oh That One." She
Said Then Quickly Pulled It Out Of Her Coat Pocket. And Thats How The Day Ended, Them Chatting About
All Sorts Of Things & Getting To Know Eachother. When It Was Time To Leave They Planned To Meet Again
Then Set Off In Another Taxi To Their Homes. They Couldn't Stop Thinking About Eachother.

_____________________________________________

Sorry It Was Short! I Didn't Have Much In My Mind For This One!

[happysparrow]

Writing Prompt Day Two

The poem had, of course, not been written by Bailey. Instead, the naughty young Kalon had found it on Amorette's desk, and had promptly read it out loud to any Kalon within earshot. Little did he know, however, that the poetry of the goddess of love contained more than a little magic. Instead of playing a prank on Amorette, he had unknowingly helped her with sparking crushes all around the room. Frowning, he huffed and set the paper back, glaring at a now smirking Amorette, "You tried, kid. You got me," she chuckled, ruffling his hair. He gave a light laugh despite his moment of pouting. At least he had been helpful, even if his prank hadn't worked entirely well.

[Guest]

today is a continuation of yesterday's prompts ! draw what happens after your kalon shows their affection !



continuation of ▷

[eltonn]

Makayla and Emerson


Emerson blinked at the mackeral-colored kalon in front of him.
"I......"
He didn't know what to say. It was all... sudden. He hadn't been expecting it from the shy dart thrower who lived in the apartment down the hall. But he did know one thing.
"If we are going to be.. together, Makkie. I want the real you. Not the... mask you wear around others. That you pretend to be happy. That isn't you."
Makayla peered at him through her long hair, her eyes round. "Then you have to take off yours too."
A sharp intake of breath was all Emerson could respond. His mask, it was his life, his job. It was everything he stood for. It was the day he stood up, the day he brought food home for his mother, they day they didn't starve while they lay to sleep. It was every day to him. But... he would give it up for her. He would give up his thievery, his crimes. He would put it all behind him.

Emerson slowly lifted a paw, reaching up towards his bandana. With one swift motion, he untied the knot and allowed the cloth to fall to the ground. His mask was gone. And.. the air felt.. freer. Like he could breathe again.

And, with the masks gone, Makayla smiled.

didnt respnod to yesterdays prompt so couldn't continue rip

[Adallina]

I have a Love Note!

Day Two Art Prompt:

Your Username: Adalgisa
Username of the user that the art is for: Amorette
Link to art piece: at bottom of page, attempted a chibi... she evidently did not get the answer she was expecting...
Sketch, head-shot, bust-shot, or full-body drawing?:
Is your drawing pixelated?: no
Is your drawing colored in?: yes
Is your drawing animated?: no
Does your drawing have a background? yes
Is your drawing shaded?: yes
Is there more than one character present in your drawing?: no
Taking into consideration all of these aspects, how many tokens does your piece earn you?: 15

[Elfie]

writing: Today is a continuation of yesterday's prompts! Write about what happens after your kalon shows their affection!

Odo and Kai
A continuation of a poem continuation X3

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Kai stood in the empty living room. The space pressing in on him, devoid of anything Odo. He felt it, the still quiet of an atmosphere after an argument. Everything too shocked to breath.

But his thoughts, his thoughts crashed into his mind, three, four at a time. His fingers twitched where the poem was moments before. The teasing smile which was so fresh on his lips began to fade. He stared at the door Odo retreated behind. For him? The poem was for him? Why did he act so surprised when he’d known for a long time? He didn’t want to use the word but the feeling clamped his throat – he’d been afraid.

He rubbed the back of his neck, the area where Odo had grabbed him and waltzed over to the table. A pen met paper and he began to scrawl. His hand was shaking. His hand never shook. He tried to ignore the tightness in his chest and the nagging in his mind to Edit, snip, and alter. It’s what he did. But Odo was important, he had to write truth.

He knelt by the door, his tails lay motionless as his heart skipped, fluttering against his rips like a caged animal. Everything was so tight. Hesitation was his best friend, he wanted to stand and walk away, pretend this was nothing, to brush it off and be done with this moment. But he was Kai Edgewood, not some petty Kal.

Without thinking he slipped the piece of paper under the door and waited, a defeated predator crouched on the floor boards. Seconds became minutes which became years then, the door swung open. Kai looked up from his crouch, his slitted eyes softening around the edges. “You got that four eyes?” He said, straitening to his full height, “I know.” An apology stuck in his throat, but he wasn’t ready to say such things. Even his poem had still been guarded.

Odo leaned against the doorframe for support, or comfort, both the crumpled and smooth pieces of poem in his hand. He was silent as he stared at Kai, but Kai didn’t need words. “I get that you’re a jerk.” Odo finally said, “and I know you inside and out.” He waved the poems, almost menacingly, “maybe now I’ll get to rub that in your face.”
He leaned forward, tilting his head as he did so. Kai backed up but he felt a hand grab the front of his shirt. Odo’s voice whispered in his ear unexpectedly, tickling his fur “you have me to contend with for the rest of your days.”

[Muggywort]

Mook