[Softea]

Day 5

Leo had the best time of his life when he was singing on stage, for millions and millions of people watching him. His brothers were given the best seats and his friends were along side them. Everyone cheered as he sang his heart out, his voice smooth and perfect. No squeaking, no roughness. Everything was perfect. The lights were everywhere and so were his fans. He was adored, and he adored his fans. He was so glad to have come so far, ever since he was a kit he knew he was supposed to sing, he always sang. Everyone loved him, but it was ridiculous how much they adored him, as anyone could get where he was if they really tried and put time and effort in to it. But no matter, he was the happiest he has ever been at his debut show.

[spirit • daydream]

Novak - Gay Lord

XXXXThe best day in his entire life? He never felt that he could ever have the best day. All days were good and bad. There was never the best day for Novak. I guess it all began like every other day.
XXXXNovak had woken up as usual and had gone to work. He technically didn't work in one place. He works for multiple jobs, but this one was in a library. He had been putting the books away like usual and suddenly he heard a loud bang and watched young kalons run away as they snickered. He sighed and went to go clean up the mess. What he found, however, made his interest spike.
XXXXIt was a pile of books. The floor was messy, but the books were safe. He quickly picked them up before any of the gooey liquid could touch the old and almost ancient bindings. He quickly put some of them away until one had caught his eye. It held a woman on the cover that almost looked like his mother. He opened the book and he realized that his mother had or his ancestor, as his mother obviously couldn't be from the past, right?
XXXXAfter work he raced to his mother's home and finally found out how she could control her life and even found that she was in the book. It was published by a close friend of hers and she told them to throw it away and burn it. She told him that she had to talk to them again about it. And that is when he saw that his mother could time travel. He was super excited and wanted to ask every question about all his idols. Hopefully, next time he sees his mother he could talk to her.
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[Catskitten]

Dᴀʏ 06: Tʜᴇ Sɴᴀᴋᴇ
" [ clever, knowledgeable, loner ] "

Upon seeing the dragon,
the Epmeror declared that the sixth spot in the rankings would go to his son.
Seeing that the dragon's son did not come with him, the clever snake stepped forward to
seize an opportunity, saying he was dragon's adopted son.

Tell about a time your kalon had to lie.

Prompt 6

Catskitten

Kalons in signature stash link

“Im sorry everyone theres no more cookies.”
All the kits and Ghastly were whining for hours.
Seventy made them go to bed than silently got out a box of cookies from under the sink.
Rhyse walked in and stared in shock at the crime.
“Bought these with my own money and im not sorry.”
Seventy than smirked and crunched down on one cookie

When coworker just stares you down at you grinning at someone else.
“You made eyes at that guy.”
“Nooooooo the hecks eyes no dude ew.”
Forager laughed nerviously than waved his coworker off
“Im straight.”
The coworker just narrows his eyes,than rolls them and goes back to work.

“Yo Eli whats your fav ship type?” Emily called out
“The best kind!”
“What kind?”
“You know the best kind this one right here!”
“Eli do you know the ship name?”
There was a long silence than Eli winked at Emily.
“Mine.”
Emily stuck her tougue out at Eli.
“Your fired.”

[.paris.]

lunar new year

[prompt 6] | [analeigh and aleyx] | [.paris.]
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xxxxxhe wasn't supposed to call me. we agreed after everything went down to never speak to one another again because the wounds were too painful. each word he tried to speak knotted up his tongue and sent daggers into my heart. so, we agreed to stop trying.

xxxxxit was a january morning when he called. raining, at least where i was. we hadn't spoken in 6 months (and 23 days, if you're curious.)

xxxxxit felt like the world stopped turning. as the phone buzzed, i found myself transfixed by the ringtone, the special ringtone, and the stupid heartbeat vibration i had never turned off. the name shone in bright white letters at the top of the screen: alexander.

xxxxxmy trance broke when my phone buzzed itself onto the floor, propelled by the heartbeats. it felt like it was my own heart jumping off that counter, hitting the floor with a loud crack.

xxxxxconvinced that both my phone and my heart were broken (again), i hesitantly answered. "hello?"

xxxxx"hey!" he began, cheery as ever. "sorry to call unannounced, i just figured i'd check up on you! it's been a while, and i was curious what you were up to."

xxxxxi was in a state of shock. my mouth was dry, thoughts were racing through my head like a herd of wild horses. i heard myself trying to catch my breath, but nothing was there.

xxxxxit had been so long since i'd heard his voice.

xxxxx"uh," i stammered, "i'm doing good! just, uh, getting through school. what about you?" i was trying to get out a reply with my sandpaper tongue scraping against his silken words; anything i could say would fall short of his cool nonchalance. if he was a cool palm tree blowing in the breeze, i was a hurricane.

xxxxx"that's good to hear! i knew school was going to be a good thing for you. what are you studying now? anything interesting?"

xxxxxi could hear the relaxation in his voice. i wished i could match it but my heart was running a marathon, palpitating wildly as i tried so hard to stay sane. "i'm, um, studying early childhood education. and uh, french, too."

xxxxx"ah, french! the language of lovers. it suits you." he laughed, as though he made a funny joke.

xxxxxmy stomach bottomed out, a cavernous void swallowing me whole. my mouth took on a mind of its own. "alexanderwhydidyoucallme"

xxxxxhe stopped laughing. "what?"

xxxxxi caught my breath, as best i could. "alexander, why did you call me?"

xxxxxi could tell he was caught off guard; he took a moment to answer, saying every word slowly, like he had been hiking and suddenly found himself facing a bear that would eat him if he moved too fast. "just to catch up, ana, why? is it a problem?"

xxxxxi swallowed hard, trying to find the right answers but coming up empty handed. how do you tell someone you're still in love with them?

xxxxxhe continued on, oblivious, laughing through his words. "i mean, c'mon now. it's been six months. surely you aren't still in love with me or anything, right?"

xxxxxthe world around me was tunneling in. i was sitting in a puddle on my dorm room floor, against my bed with my phone cradled against my ear, trying to remember his voice and forget him at the same time.

xxxxxaleyx went quiet. "right, analeigh?"

xxxxxa voice that was not my own, a voice that was not cracked, bruised, or broken came crawling up my throat, digging its nails into my tongue and sliding its slimy way out of my mouth, moving my tongue and saying words i never wanted to have to say: "no," it said, in my voice. "of course i'm not."

[Gladis]

Tell about a time your kalon had to lie. ||

Rain pattered against the grey cement as the skies silently weeped hues of grey. Kiyoshi gripped the purple umbrella as he hurried across the street. His friend, Shidae, had questioned why Kiyoshi was in such a hurry. Kiyoshi wanted to tell him, but he knew Shidae would end up mocking him.

A few days ago, a new student caught the attention of Kiyoshi. Though he didn't know much about her, he was able to catch her name. Nora, a beautiful yet mysterious. She smelled like flowers & moved with elegance. To him, she was a field of daisies. Kiyoshi didn't want to say he was in love, but he definitely was. Kiyoshi's grip around the umbrella's wooden handle tightened as he blushed. Water from the wet sidewalk sploshed onto his new running shoes, but he could care less.

He was rather a reckless lover, he knew nothing about this girl. & yet... What do I say when I approach her? Will she find me too creepy? Kiyoshi was so lost in thought that he did not notice the tree root that stuck out of the sidewalk. Suddenly, Kiyoshi's world was spinning. Kind of like when he saw Nora, but in a more painful way. Pain shot through him as his arms made contact with the rough ground underneath him.

"You okay?" A soft voice & a familiar scent of flowers surrounded Kiyoshi. Well... What an embarrassment. He nodded & groaned as he picked himself off. Dusting himself, Kiyoshi stuck his hand out & offered the umbrella to the dark haired girl in front of him. Kiyoshi blushed, not only was he soaking wet, he didn't know what to say to her.

I wanted to see you again. "I was worried you'd catch a cold from walking under the rain. Take this umbrella."

[opossumbreath]

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“You’re going to be alright, I promise you will be alright, I know you will.”

Darling dearest, 001
I feel crazy writing to you still, you’re never going to read these now. I guess a part of me hopes there’s an afterlife, that you’re there and have found the time to spare to look over my shoulder as I write. Maybe it just makes me feel less alone to imagine. I miss you, you’re everywhere I look, my dreams are only blue eyes that I drown in like the sea. My world has somehow became more and more about you since you left.
Do you remember when we first met? I do, I always will cherish that memory. You’re big baby blue eyes peeking into the darkness, I was like a moth to a flame when I saw you, I was terrified of the unknown but too enamored to not seek you out. I watched you many times before I approached you, I don’t know if I ever told you about those cold months where I watched from a distance while you played with the other children, an unknown concept to me. Then, the day came where the can you had been kicking around clattered inside the cave, your feet thumping against the ground as you came to retrieve it. You saw me, finally those eyes I had admired from afar were boring right into my skin, and without missing a beat you smiled and spoke, “Hey, do you wanna play?” You coming back every day changed my life forever.

Darling Dearest, 002
Some nights are worse than others, but it’s the nights where I wake in a fever sweat and yet trembling all over, where I reach my arms out to the place you used to lay beside me and instead touch the cold, empty spot. I know I should be moving on, that’s what you would have wanted, but it tastes like betrayal on my tongue when I ponder the thought. I think you might have been it, darling, I think you were and always will be the only one.
Do you remember when we first kissed? I was so nervous and you just started to laugh after, I was so worried you were just joking around. It wasn’t a moment where sparks flew and the entire universe shifted into place, no, it was softer than fireworks. That moment was like the caterpillar finishing the cocoon and finally ready to rest inside it, it was like the rumble of thunder right before a downpour, it was every moment where great things took their first form, the start. It was the start of something beautiful for us.

“I’ll get you help, I’ll get a doctor and they will save you don’t worry, I’ll get you help…”

Darling Dearest, 003
I let you die. It is entirely my fault, and I know you said it wasn’t but that doesn’t change the reality of it. I had been the one who refused to leave where I felt most comfortable, no regard to how you may have felt. But, that was always you, wasn’t it. Going along with the things that made me happy, so you moved in to the old tunnel system I had lived in my entire life. Do you remember how we made a home out of this place? I was too scared to leave, you called it agoraphobia, so you made the place I was left as a child into a warm and welcoming home. You tried so hard, scraped together odds and ends to decorate, even got us a comfortable place to sleep. Didn’t you know? None of that mattered, home was never a place to me, it was blue eyes and a heartbeat.

Darling Dearest, 004
I miss you so much sometimes that I almost black out from the pain of it. In the beginning the pain you left behind was like a wound in my chest cavity that was always gaping, bleeding into my lungs and suffocating me. Slowly as time passed it got smaller, healed itself slowly until it was half the size some days, sometimes even weeks would go by where the wound didn’t throb or ache as badly. All it takes is one little thing though, a dream, a trinket you left behind that reminds me of you, the way I can almost hear your voice echoing off the cavern walls right before I fall asleep, that’s all it takes and I’m back to choking up blood and all of the healing has reverted back to raw flesh again.
Do you remember that day? I don’t think I’ll ever get it out of my head. That sharp crack that splintered the air, you nails digging into my back as you shoved me away, the dust that clouded my vision before I could realize what had happened. You saved my life. You looked so small, most of your body hidden beneath the collapsed stone roof of the cave. I’ve never had a moment go so slow and yet so fast at the same time. I remember it took awhile for my ears to work again after how loudly the clattering had been, I remember crawling to where you lay and cupping your face in my hands, I remember your weak smile as you spoke softly in reassurance only for my sake. You died in my hands. I lied to you. I lied to you and that is what killed you in the end, wasn’t it. I said I would get help, I said you would be alright, but my legs just wouldn’t carry me out of our home, couldn’t move so I could get you help that could have saved you. Instead I just sat there, mumbling empty promises into your hair as you told me you loved me, as you died in my arms.

Darling Dearest, 005
I miss you.

“You aren’t going to die here.”

[pecan]

DAY 06 // airell

Airell sat across the girl, the restaurant a usual buzz of noise and a constant rush of people. He didn't register any of it, his mind a tornado of thoughts and warring feelings. She was fidgety and pale and kept biting her lip: of course she was nervous. Today determined whether they would continue or end.

It had been eleven months. The first few were wonderful, cinematic almost, full of sunshine and smiles and dreams about their future together. A bungalow or apartment, three children or two. Weekends would be reserved for gaming together, they decided. She had looked at him with childlike wonder, and he at her with cosmos in his eyes. Her smile, her laugh... she was everything to him and he saw her everywhere he went, her eyes in golden sunsets and her hair in the night sky.

How could it have come to this point? She was so perfect...but of course she had her overthinking, and she was so stubborn and unreasonable when angry. That ruined a lot of things and some days he wondered whether she even trusted her at all.

Love transcends all boundaries, they say, so he held on.

It didn't feel right anymore, somehow, but he was sure he could fix it. Just hold on, he told himself on sleepless nights where it seemed as though her unfathomable rage had translated into shadows under his eyes and stirred the dormant monsters in his mind.

"So what now?" she said. Her voice was weary and raspy from crying nights away and her eyes weren't the bright stars he had fallen in love with anymore. They were now dull and uninteresting and he suddenly couldn't think of why he was in love with her in the first place, but she was still someone he had cared for so deeply, spent so much time with. A year chasing her, and almost a year together...

"I - I don't know. To be honest..." he swallowed. "Going out with you now just feels like I'm going out with a complete stranger."

He could see her molten hurt in the tears falling down her face. Maybe heartbreak was infectious, because suddenly there was fire in his throat and a vice around his heart. Love is the greatest poison of all time. "Please don't cry," he said softly. "Listen to me." He couldn't bear to see her break into pieces in front of him. Not now, not here...

She looked away. A shuddering breath. Two.

"If...if you stop the overthinking, maybe try to be a bit more patient with me, I'll fall in love with you again."

that's not right, that's not it. this is toxic, toxic for her, toxic for you.

His words came out all in a rush. "Just maybe, okay? No guarantee, but it's a very high chance that I will, because everything was alright before you started thinking and thinking and being angry all the time, you know? So you should try, and I'll try too, and maybe we can work this out together."

"Really?" A spark in her eyes. There, she'd stopped crying. He waited for the happiness and relief to flood the emptiness in his chest,
but there was nothing.

"Yes, really."

this isn't what you want, and you know it. stupid, stupid coward.

[ArtGirl]

Kimi

After discovering the king involved in a deal that could destroy the kingdom Kimi lied and took his place to protect him.

[NE0N-UMBR30N]

Prompt 6

Staring Anton and Carraway

"Carraway look! I made a good grade on my test!" The brown kalon turned his head as his brothers excited call rang through the house and he ran to where Carraway sat in the kitchen. Carraway made his best effort to smile despite the sinking feeling that returned to his gut whenever his brother did something great.

"Good job An!" He smiled as his sibling high fived him and pulled out the chair next to him. There wasn't really any need for Anton to be so excited, he was a straight A student. No doubt in any of the family's mind that he'd do well. Carraway wasn't as good a student. While he was a very smart child, Carraway could not learn from books for the life of him and always felt stupid because he brought home F's and D's while his brother brought home A after A.

When they would get report cards their parents would take them out to their favorite ice cream shop and would allow Anton to get whatever he wanted no matter the price. Carraway wasn't allowed that though, he had to get something cheap. He didn't resent his parents for it, they knew he could do better if he tried and he knew it too. He just couldn't seem to do it.

Anton was not a boastful person. He set such high expectations for himself that the excitement was honestly just that, he was excited and happy with himself for doing well again. Despite how much Carraway's stomach twisted into knots upon seeing how well his brother did, he didn't feel that way because his brother was mean or acted like he was better than him.

Anton loved Carraway a lot and always tried to ask for his advice on any activities that didn't relate to school because outside of that he wasn't very good at anything. He was weak and skittish and scared of everything. Carraway was his big, strong, and amazing brother who would always be there for him.

"I was told I'm gonna be on the Honor Roll, isn't that cool?" He squeaked at him. Carraway had to stop his frown. He had been told he wouldn't be on the Honor Roll at all this year. In fact, he wasn't going to pass at all. All the other years he'd managed to at least scrape up at the last minute and get on the AB one. Not this year.

As he looked at his brothers cheerful smile, waiting for his brother to tell him he was proud of him, Carraway felt his stomach twist more. "I'm happy for you." He mumbled softly. That wasn't true. He wasn't happy at all, not for anyone. He was bitter that he was being left behind. But he couldn't show that, Anton hadn't done anything wrong to him.