festive
crown of candles
cowbell
wreath
admire

memory
leg warmers
pop
new year
hospitality

chemistry
nativity
faith
fairy lights
loss

lawn ornament
frustrated
snowball
holding hands
miracles

panties
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Today, we encourage you to drabble about weapons.

"Sy, what the fuck am I supposed to do with this?"

He had said that it was a butterfly knife, but, whenever she tried to open it the fancy way that he did, she ended up slapping herself in the face with it in some way. It was actually getting annoying really quick ( Read more... )

Tonight, use 100 of your best words to describe something sweet.Haylee pushed the bowl of ice cream away from herself and across the table at her companion. “Good God I can’t eat another bite.” Her and a friend had picked up some on their way home from classes that day ( Read more... )

Haylee was never an affectionate person. She had been brought up in a home where you were more likely to get a slap across the face rather than a hug. A kick instead of a kiss. By the time that she was in her teens, she seemed to lack any real need to want to touch other people all that much. Some of her friends first thought that she was asexual. ( Read more... )

Haylee reached up and flicked the match against the matchbook, flinching slightly when the flame appeared. She’d always had a slight fear of fire; she saw it as something primordial, dark and mysterious, and something that couldn’t be contained, only momentarily controlled ( Read more... )

Write a drabble or short centered around a pair of____ . (Knitting needles and shoes)

She sat on the bench in the dark. It seemed impossible to be able to see in the darkness, but there she was, deftly knitting what looked to be a sweater. Just by looking at it you’d swear that you could feel its softness. It looked like something that a kitten ( Read more... )

( Thursday )

“I told you: my family tree is more like a wreath. It circles in certain parts ( Read more... )

Tonight not long after waking up Haylee had headed up toward the roof of her apartment building. Other than one night of meteor watching with Sy, she didn’t come up here too often. There was nothing up here other than, well, the top of the roof. Sometimes people came up here to do barbecues and the like, but Haylee had never been one to do anything ( Read more... )

For once, Haylee had went out alone immediately when she woke up. In an effort to not disturb Sy from whatever the fuck that he might be doing, she had actually went out her window and, when she realized that no one was about, jumped from the second story and landed on her feet. Probably one of the few ‘vampiric’ things that she had ever done ( Read more... )