After Youngjae's suicide, Daehyun's left with his ghost, or perhaps, his guilty concious and questions that might be able to be answered. 

Thirty 1,000 word drabbles based off phrases/words from a prompt that I'll post up later. It's an excuse to do a writing challenge and see how complete I can make a 1,000 word story.

Junhong, unsure of what realtionships entail or are really like at all, is the boy of interest to Jung Daehyun, who also happens to be Junhong's best friend's ex-boyfriend. When he passes him off to the younger, he soon finds out that maybe relationships aren't all that easy, but he's not going to get out of it with at least getting his first kiss. 

Daehyun doesn't get why Youngjae is always carrying around a camera until one night, after yet another fight and a bag was thrown, pictures rain down. The subjects?  Them. 

The lights go out and I can't be savedTides that I tried to swim against

Saw you on the train   Except it wasn't you again I could not contain That feeling in my heart again  

Chanyeol and Baekhyun meet under unlikely circumstances but are meant for each other. This is the worst description I've ever done.  

Himchan, painfully shy and hopelessly in love art student so happens to get a chance to talk to the man who is the light and life of his works and will do anything to learn all the colors of him.  A birthday fic for Ilka

Himchan doesn't know how to deal with himself. Warning; mentions of eating disorders

Jongup hasn't been sleeping and something slips.

Himchan always seemed to carry around a dumb pink blanket that Yongguk couldn't but to help find charming.