Truth or Dare

*Ali and Stacy both hung out in Stacy’s bedroom. They would either do each other’s makeup, or gossip of all the drama at school, or play games. Such as, truth or dare.* *Ali sat cross legged on Stacy’s king sized bed, messing around with her cassette player.* “Okay, your turn to ask me something now.” *Ali said, laying down with her head hanging off the mattress.*

Elevator

*The couple, Ali and Stacy, were both trapped in an elevator, and had been for a while now.* *Stacy rested on Ali’s lap, her legs straddling Ali, while Ali kept her hands on Stacy’s hips.* “This is getting kind of boring.” *Ali rambled.*

newlywed

*Ali was in the chair next to Stacy’s hospital bed, her hand holding her love’s. Ali would feed her, stroke her hair and tell her encouraging words while Stacy practically hyperventilated the entire time since they even arrived at the hospital a day earlier.* “Stace, I promise it’ll be over in a little while. You’re going to be just fine.” *Ali said, giving her a kiss on her forehead while her finger brushed a strand of Stacy’s blonde hair behind her ear.*

married life

*Jae walked into the shop, suit and tie and all. He always paced around the tiny building, smelling the floral fragrance, and waited for Mao to close up the shop so they could both walk home together, obviously holding hands.*

Ali

*The band had began their second show in Chicago. The morning had only just begun, with sound check beginning at 6 pm. Stacy and Ali obviously shared a hotel room, and a bed.* *Both girls were bare-bodied, with Stacy laying on top of Ali’s body, her chin resting on Ali’s chest as Ali wrapped her arms around Stacy. They’ve been talking for a while, obviously making spicy jokes and flirting, a few toys right next to them just in case they got bored.*

lovebirds

*Alex had only just landed in Palm Springs, after a stressful six hour flight. The only thing that really kept him going was the idea of being able to have his lover in his arms once more, taking in the scent of her beautiful, light blonde hair. It kept him hopeful.*

hopeless romantic

I am hopeless romantic

ride or die

*Yuna was in the shower, her body completely covered with splatters and streams of blood. She stayed silent the entire time, simply staring at the rivers of red going down into the drain.*

Aliacy

*Ali and Stacy watched TV on their day off, with Stacy sitting on Ali’s left thigh, and Ali’s hand around Stacy’s hip. Ali only wore her sports bra and her underwear, while Stacy always stuck to walking around the house in her lacy lingerie and white socks.* *With their daughter at school, they had all the time in the world to do whatever they pleased.*

A gods life in light

Futeki: I was washing up in the distant river beside our cottage, the birds chirping at my side as the flowers beneath my feet blossomed back alive. The air was pure, but I knew that aura behind me. That scent of fresh peony and cherry blossoms in the depth of spring. I smiled silently.

Jesse Wood

J : All night long, I could hear the creaking of a bed and sounds of breath. I never knew what it was. Lina did that when she had nightmares, So I supposed it was her. But, the next morning, I walked out my room. Then, I saw Isis come out of Robin’s room with bruises on her neck. Her body was covered with a nightgown, but her legs were wobbly and she had a limp.

Being Good

*Angel brought his sunglasses to the top of his head, his eyes now observing the area, watching over all mortals around the two of them. He sighed, his yellow eyes flickering over to Demi, a hand now on his left hip.* “What exactly are we doing here?” *He asked, sounding like a tired parent.* *The two had found themselves at a grand mall right in the center of LA, their first stop.*

future

*Ali and Cory were seated on the couch, drinking a couple of cold beers that had been sitting in the refrigerator for god knows how long. Kenneth already seemed to be drunk, as they all were, except for Stacy, for now, at least. All of their voices were slurred at this point.*

childhood memories

Leál was sitting against a tree stump, reading some book that was about the size of his whole head. He didn’t exactly think he was alone, Rosana always had a way of sneaking up on him, but he knew ways to sense her. That’s when he heard it. The rustling sounds of leaves from above him, to which he stared at, not sure what to expect.

Ciego

*Diego sat on a thick tree branch, a paper filled with song lyrics in his hand, with a quill in the other. He wasn’t exactly getting the result he wanted from these lyrics, which made him a bit stumped. He would usually ask Camila for her opinion, and since he was in their usual spot, he suspected that she would soon come around out of the blue.*

Storm meets Spring

Vᴀʟᴏʀ: I was lying across my large bed, staring at the black ceiling in-front of me. I wasn’t tired, simply lazy enough to isolate myself in my room for the next few days. However, my eyes flickered over to the red phone on my bedside table. It was staring me in the eye, whilst I stared back at it with a little desperation. I dialed the numbers, watching the wheel spin back when I put my finger in the number holes. I’d get dizzy whenever I saw that happen. But soon enough, the call began.

Stacy x Ali

Ali and Stacy were hanging out at Stacy’s room, with Ali laying down on her king size bed, listening to the cassette player Stacy had on her nightstand. Stacy’s room had a familiar scent all around, it was Stacy’s perfume and a vase of sunflowers on her desk. The walls were scattered with posters of popular bands and framed photos of herself and her family. She had a walk-in closet, like most kids from rich families had. All of these details fascinated Ali.

Puppy Love

*Min-Soo was lying on the clean, white couch in the living room, quietly reading a book with her round framed glasses over her eyes. The Tuesday afternoon for Min-Soo was tame, until she heard a slam of the door.*

autumn season

I am autumn season

canoodling

*It was a Saturday, Mao and Jae didn’t have work today, so the day’s activities were all up to them. The two were lying in their bed, with Mao asleep, and Jae still trying to wake her up. The two of them were bare-bodied, as always. They didn’t even think of getting dressed in their sleepwear after last night.* “C’mon, MaoMao… Wake up..~”

Kunisaki

I am Kunisaki

hopeless romantic

I am hopeless romantic

Elliot

I am Elliot

Tae-Hyun

It was a few hours after Tae-Hyun’s wedding ceremony, with his new wedded wife, Minnie. Everyone was celebrating the newly wed couple, quite buzzed by the alcohol. Tae-Hyun was busy talking with some guests, a champagne glass in his hand, when suddenly he felt an arm wrap around his own.