[NaCl]

Promp 5
the best day of Lominiea's life
featuring Ashanti
Mentioned: Alice
I do not own a Kalon named "Adrien" it is just the purpose of the story

"That day will be one I will never forget! It was the day my dreams came true! The day my best friend helped me achieve my dreams."

It was a normal day like any other for Lominiea, she went to work at the coffee shop that was closest to where she lived, sure the coffee, tea, and hot-chocolate weren't bad but she knew she could do so much better and that is why her dream was to open up her own coffee shop in the capital of the country, that's the whole reason why she moved away from her family!
Lominiea shook her head to clear her mind as she worked on preparing a simple coffee with cream and sugar, once she finished she made her way back over to the counter and called out the name. "Adrien?" she watched as someone made their way over to the counter and she handed the cup to him. "Have a good day, sir" she said with a smile. "You too" was his simple reply as he left the coffee shop. The day dragged on until five minutes before her shift ended, the famous model Ashanti walked into the simple shop and was instantly greeted by fans and Lominiea watched as she kindly spoke to them, took a few pictures, and walked over to where Lominiea was standing behind the counter. "Hello Lumi, are you doing anything after work today?" The model, Lominiea's closest friend asked. "I'm meeting with Alice later tonight but I'm free for the next two hours, why?" Lominiea responded. "Hmm, well. I'll be sitting at one of the tables, I'd like to talk to you about something very important" Ashanti said with a wink and went to sit at a table.
Lominiea said her goodbyes to her co-workers and sat down with Ashanti, handing her a simple tea with plenty of milk and sugar [Lominiea doesn't know how she stands something like that]. "Thank you Lumi," Ashanti said before speaking once again. "You know how you have been wanting to get your own coffee shop, yes?" She asked and Lominiea nodded. "what if I told you I am going to help you get started by buying you a building, and advertisements" she paused and smiled at the shock on Lominiea's face. "AND what if I told you the place I got you is in the heart of the city on the busiest street!" Ashanti clapped her paws together and grinned. Lominiea covered her mouth wither her paws and started laughing, tears welling up in her eyes. "Ash you didn't!?" She gasped, taking her paws away. Ashanti nodded. "I did, happy early birthday Lumi!" Ashanti placed one of her paws on top of Lominiea's both smiling. "Ashanti I have no idea what I would do without you, you are literally the best friend I could EVER ask for!" she said closing her eyes and wiping a stray tear away. "thank you, Ashanti" "You're welcome Lominiea"

[jules_]

"Tell me about one of the best days of your kalon's life."



The day Kaguya recieves her leg braces

[siennacereal]

the best day of maddox's life was the first time he got to perform on stage

[roelian]

day 5 - best day - genji - roxas
katzuvo - lunar prompts

When someone asks you about the best day of your life, your first thoughts are perhaps 'the day my son was born' or 'my wedding day' - something along those lines. Good, happy moments.

For a one Genji Shimada, his best and his worst day coincided.

He looks back on the day, phantom pains running up his arm, ghost fingers twitching against the air. He could feel the lost digits, the way they clung to another figure for life, desperation in his eyes as he realized he was losing them, was losing himself. A freak accident, the balcony collapsing, sending him collapsing into the trees below. His hand twisted from the impact, fingers locked still around his partner, his best friend. Roxas. Roxas wake up, look at me. Move. Do something.

Genji remembers the moment well, but the later details are fuzzy around the edges, memories muddled. He had lost his hand that day, but gained a partner. The shared trauma had brought the two of them closer in strange ways. Perhaps a lot of it had to do with the way Genji composed himself around Roxas, flitting over him in a constant state of worry, despite the fact that the other did not have injuries worse than a few cuts and bruises. Genji had lost his own hand, and still he worried for the other as if he blamed himself for the accident.

He still does. He still feels the guilt claw at him, notices the way his mate acts near heights. The way the soft creak of a wooden floor makes his finger twitch ever so slightly.

Even still, with the events that transpired, Genji would call it the best day of his life. Though they both came out (mostly) fine, he knows it could have been worse. So much more so. It was the fall that changed him, made him appreciate life more. You could almost say it knocked some literal sense into the daring boy.

Sometimes he plays with the halo on his wrist and smiles, remembering not the pain, but the second chance. The new life, the new love. A chance to reflect and to move on.

[MotherMother]

Day 5 writing prompt

"Now?" Sylvester asked, squirming in excitement.
"'Not yet," cooed his dad, who lead him by the arm a few additional steps.
"Now?" The kit repeated, unable to wait any longer.
"Okay, open your eyes" Danton smiled, trying to conceal his eagerness.
Sylvester lifted his paws from his face and gasped when he saw the bright red remote control car with a big, blue ribbon billowing off the sides of the hood.
He leaped forward and snatched it up in his arms, squealing with joy.
"Happy birthday, NASCAR star!" Danton cheered, hugging his son tight. He helped put in the batteries and Sylvester took the car out for a spin, twirling round the party goers legs.
All his friends were here, laughing and playing and oohing and ahhhing at his brand new toy car. A banner with "happy birthday Sylvester" written across it was spread over the edge of the house's roof, beneath which sat a squat table on the porch hosting a huge white cake.
Dollops of twisting buttercream laced the top, creating a moat for the thousands of rainbow sprinkles that surrounded 6 lit candles.
When Sylvester made a wish and blew out his candles, everybody cheered for him and Danton hoisted him up on his shoulders, making him the kind of his castle.
"This is the best day ever!" Sylvester called, his fists in the air. And it was too for Danton, who concealed the tears welling up in his eyes from the happiness he got from his smiling son.

[ArtGirl]

Day 5
Zonta

The hot summer sun glittered against the ocean tides aa it rose to meet the day. The cool breeze whisped through the long grass almost calling Zonta. Though this was a beautiful start to one of the best days of his life it wasn't the start. Hours before daylight he was up preparing. Preparing for what he had been working towards for nearly 8 years. His first dive to the abyss.
Grabbing his bags he took one last breath of the morning sea air and carried on his way.
The ocean museum was a huge glass building decorated with fish art of astounding skill. He could definitely get use to this. Or that's what he thought.
Around the back Zonta made his way to a smaller shack next to the docks. All the time he kept his eye out for the high tech sub he had been dreaming about but so far it was still hidden from him.
As he reached for the door a official looking kal holding a clip board quickly opened the door and whisked him inside.
"It's about time you got here. Let's get you suited up so we can get going."


As the large sub rounded the corner of the building and docked Zonta's heart flew. This was it. Giving it one last glance he stumbled over and followed the others inside. Though it was a bit crowded and everything smelled like fish all Zonta focused on was the sight outside the pod.

"Blue Z ready for departure."

Taking a deep breath Zonta watched as the surface dissapered as he welcomed his long awaited new ocean life.

[lysander]

 




▌  ▷ DAY FIVE  :  breathless
▌  ▷ Tell me about one of the best days of your kalon's life.
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3am. lights flood the streets. you can almost taste the glow on the damp air.
she's behind you, taking in the night. skyscrapers in the distance blend into the sky. you look back at her, and in her eyes you see the moon— bright, beautiful, and brimming with thoughts left unspoken.

are you ready?

there's the rasp in your voice. your heart is drumming like crazy in your chest. you've never met a girl that made you feel the way she does— nervous, the pulsing excitement, the thrill —making you stumble, trip, fall over your words— and head over heels.

you think you're in love.

the sound of her laughter is like a sunrise. ready when you are, miss motorcyclist.

with that, she takes her seat behind you. you feel her arms wrap around your waist and you swear for a moment you can hear nothing but your heart racing. not even the sound of your engine revving can drown it out. you feel the thrust of your vehicle pull you both forward— and you're off.

she's laughing. peals of it like bells in the wind billowing against your bodies. you speed down an empty highway, doing 50, 60, 70 miles per hour.

at 80 you feel like you're flying.

the only thing keeping you from soaring through the night is the flash of lights on the road ahead. each one passing by in each fleeting moment and each fleeting moment stretching on like eternity.

nothing else exists. just you, the road, and her.

when the ride finally ends, you feel her embrace around you tighten for just a moment before she pulls away. she's warm. her hair's messed up, wind-blown and untamed. you still feel the adrenaline of the ride coursing through your veins when she leans over, pressing her lips against yours.

a kiss.

she pulls away. coy smile. whispering words into your ear you don't completely hear.
then, she leaves you there with your bike, breathless. nothing can compare— not the moon, not the night, not the feeling of wind in your hair, not racing down empty streets like you own them.

you think you're in love.



 

[FluffyBirdie]

Dᴀʏ 05: Tʜᴇ Dʀᴀɢᴏɴ
Tell me about one of the best days of your kalon's life.
[ FluffyBirdie |Kalon/s: Favian ]

Sometimes, your best memories can turn to your worst memories, after things go wrong and you look back on its brightness with a dark, dark heart. These memories become your best and your worst, memories you wish to erase and yet at the same time treasure.

Favian had many such memories, as most of his bright past soured after his brother's death, and constantly plagued by flashbacks, he wishes deeply for a way to remove his memories without removing his kind, glorious brother from existence. Did they not say a person lives on in memories? He truly hoped not, because he did not need his brother seeing his actions now, the person he had become, such a contrast to who he was before.

It had been a brilliant spring day, when the last, desperate cold snap of winter had started to melt under the warm sun. They, blacksmith's sons as they were, had hated the cold, having lived next to a forge their whole lives. Now able to play without scampering back home two minutes later, teeth chattering from the cold, the two brothers raced outside, determined to make up for all the fun they had lost over the winter. It was like any spring day, although this one stuck strongly to him, as it was, indeed, the first of many times he thought his brother was like a god. Agile, strong, and amazing in every way, young Lysander had flown through the trees, jumping from branch to branch without ever using his hands, and stunned at the performance, Favian could have sworn then that his older brother had wings. And when his brother offered to teach him, he had jumped at the chance. After all, what child doesn't wish to fly?

Lysander then had to spend the whole day trying to teach him the art of flight, never once losing his patience with his clumsy brother. And the rest of the season passed like such, with Favian trying to learn the talent that came with gods, and Lysander happily guiding, correcting, improving.

Looking back, it felt like such a waste of Lysander's time, when it was so limited. He could have left his brother alone, and continued his education, and maybe he could have left town before the day he died, and found a job as a scholar in the city. Yet he was grateful his brother lingered, even if it meant his death, for that meant he was able to spend more time with his godly sibling. It was such a horrid thought, but he thought it nonetheless.

It was indeed the best and worst memory of his life.

[Catskitten]

Dᴀʏ 05: Tʜᴇ Dʀᴀɢᴏɴ
" [ strong, charming, intense ] "

The dragon was fifth in line to arrive to the banquet.
The Emperor took an immediate liking to them because of their striking good looks.
Dragons are noble and intense characters, often feeling their highs or lows in extreme measure.

Tell me about one of the best days of your kalon's life.

Prompt 5

Catskitten

Kalons in signature in character stash
When you forget your mouse isnt deaf but blind thats why i wake before writing

There were a couple good moments in Seventy’s life.
They normally come after the bad things.
Losing a family gaining another.
Losing Ghastly than getting her back.
Tiredness and pain but being a mother to her kits.
But even though Seventy came off negative she was glad to have a good life.
No matter what she couldnt help but be content.
Doing what she loves and watching her family grow.
So in a way the best days are everyday.

The best for Forager was getting his pet mouse.
The ringmaster had no use for a blind mouse.
Said that she couldnt do tricks and nothing could use her as food.
It was rather a waste of money so Forager got the mouse.
Since Forager was the only one wanting them.
The mouse got the name Piper as a joke on the fact that she can only follow Forager by hearing.
They are Foragers only friend but thats ok he does better with animals.

[shishou]

day five
kalon: elenoire (and my other kalon, naomi) word count: 168

elenoire sat happily in her seat, today wasn't her first actual day of training but it seemed to
excite her nonetheless. she swung her legs back and forth, watching naomi dash from one side
of the room to another.

"alright, i-elenoire, have you seen the place yet?" he asked, sparing a glance her way. elenoire blinked,
she hadn't thought of seeing her former mentors place. shaking her head elenoire was about to
ask a question before naomi interrupted her.

"ah, my apologies then, come on if I tour you quick enough we'll be able to start your lesson early."
naomi motioned for her to tag along with his hand.

elenoire happily followed suit, remembering how she had even gotten interested in magic. after
gaining her two dads consent of letting naomi teach her magic, elenoire had been impatient while
awaiting for her lessons to begin. today seems to be that day however and elenoire couldn't be any
happier.

this day would become her most favorite day, elenoire assumed.