Hells-Will-88's Writing Blog

I've finally made head way on my novel!! Thanks to my friend buying me a tiny notebook that i can carry around with me, I've finally gotten the beginnings of my first novel down on paper and I genuinely like the way I've started it!

The basic premise of my book, for those of you who don't know, is that a girl named Lullaby Drakken who's about sixteen is a serial runaway from home due to her step-father being an absolute asshole. One day, she and her best friend Soda-Pop (named because he fell in love with the same character in The Outsiders in eight grade), a fellow runaway discover that the visions Lullaby has seen all of her life are actually real! Dragons, and faeries, and goblins, and ghouls all actually exist! But only Lullaby can see them. They discover a man who has dedicated his life to researching these creatures (despite not being able to see them), and he tells them that the dragon they found is actually trying to destroy the world and all of the life within it!

So Lullaby goes and destroys the dragon on his orders, but was it really the right thing to do?

The three main characters, in order:

-Lullaby Drakken, the main character of the series. She's the catalyst of the story due to her "powers."

-Adam "SodaPop" Taylor, Lullabys best friend, and her partner in crime through out her adventures. He's a major flirt, is in love with her, is mischievous, and is also her voice of reason, kinda.

-Titania, also known as Daniah Majima (name is In progress) to any mortals that know her. She ends up travelling with SodaPop and Lullaby to help them in their endeavors.

Have you ever wondered

What your life would be like

If you never died?

Never left our plane

Of existence

Never met him

A path of darkness

Unnavigable

Would be what you would see

A path that can’t be seen by even me

For a life such as this isn’t meant for

Anyone but the gods

A life without end

Is unfathomable to think

Because our minds are conditioned to account for every blink

I remember once

That Hades had said

“Humans are meant to be the fodder for the land of the dead”

So a life without death

Cannot exist you see

Glittering robes

Statement caps

A gorgeous dress

Hidden by cloth

Accumulative work

Told there would be reward where is it

Stress without end

A mourners march

A mother’s cheer

A father’s tear

A sibling’s crys

A society’s jeers

A rousing speech

The venue lined sadly with police

At least one death threat

Paper

I want to escape

I want to end

Let me go

LET ME GO

A large crowd

One opportunity

Either end of the road

Or your life

This is not for you

This is for your family

This is not for you

In spite of 15 years

What’s next?

What will you do?

Where are you going?

June huffs out of exertion as she sets the heavy chest of drawers on her coffee table to inspect them, nearly dropping it in the process. She digs into her closet to gather her restoration supplies and she dumps them next to the chest before sitting on her couch to get to work. As she opens the drawers she notices one drawer is incredibly difficult to open, she takes the drawer above it out of and removes the object that was keeping it from opening, surprised it was just a piece of paper.

A modern piece of paper.

How very odd.

She straightens out the slightly wrinkled paper to read what’s written on it.

It seems to be just a page from a manuscript for a recipe book, but peering closer, she notices subtle mistakes that lead her to believe that all is not what it appears to be.

It seems to be an alchemical recipe for something designed as a culinary recipe. But a recipe for what? She doesn’t know. But hopefully with time and patience, she can figure it out. Who knows, maybe she can sell it and get herself rich once she does!

Once upon a time, in a land far far away, lived a princess. This princess was very beautiful, but was also very very lonely. One day, she decided she would very much like to be married, and so, she took it upon herself to go and find someone who would be willing to marry her. She met with many a prince, princess, duke, and dutchess. But none of them seemed like someone she would like to spend the rest of her life with.

Her mother and father, the king and queen, were very very sad to see just how truly disheartened their only child was, and so, they too set out to find someone for their beloved daughter to marry. Before they left, their daughter gave them a list of traits that her spouse must possess for her to want to marry them.

“Father, they must be strong of will, and beautiful of face.” The princess said, “Mother, they must be kind of heart, and sensitive to all around them. They must have these traits, or else they will not be able to sit on the throne next to me.”

And so off they rode, searching all around their kingdom, and the neighboring kingdoms, to find their daughter a spouse. They too were gone for many months, and yet could find no prince, princess, duke, or duchess that fit all of the traits their daughter had set out. And so they returned to their kingdom very sad.

In this time, many people around the world had heard of the princesses plight, and so, many princes, princesses, dukes, duchesses, and more came to visit. All were turned away. Many of them had one or two of the traits, but none of them had all of them.

One night, as the princess was taking a walk around the castle to clear her mind, she heard a loud knocking upon the castle door. Confused, curious, and with no servants in sight, she opened the door. When she opened the door she revealed the most beautiful woman the princess had ever seen. She was tall, with long black hair, bright red lips, and gorgeous green eyes.

The princess quickly called for a servant, and told them to escort the woman to a room for the night, but before the servant could begin to lead her away, the woman spoke.

“I don’t need a room your highness,” The woman said kindly, “I simply wanted to inform you of a large breach in the fence around your garden.”

“I insist miss, it is simply to late for me to allow you to roam the streets of this city with a clear conscience.”

“No your highness, I have a place to stay.” She said firmly.

“Then come back tomorrow morning, I would like to reward you for telling me about the breach in my fence.” The woman nods, then turns around and leaves.

The next day the princess sets up the chair right next to her at the breakfast table with several cushions, and underneath the very bottom cushion, she laid a singular pebble. A servant enters, with the woman close behind and he escorts her to the special seat. After some help, the woman is finally seated and they begin to eat. After the meal, the princess asks the woman how her meal was.

“The food was devine, and the company was just as great, but even in spite of all of the cushions on my chair, I could feel something hard pressing into me! It was very uncomfortable.” The woman said, showing just how sensitive she is.

The princess was ecstatic! She had found someone who matched all of her traits! She quickly asked the woman to marry her, and the woman agreed.

I like the color blue. Blue’s my favorite color! It’s much better than those colors Mommy wont let me wear, right? I mean, Mommy only doesn’t let me wear the girly colors so of course blue is better than those! So my surroundings are making me really happy right now!

I’m in a forest, forests are really cool, and it’s night time. I don’t see any stars, and it looks like the clouds are taking a nap. They’re laying on the ground like they’re really tired.

It must be hard to be a cloud.

There’s movement in the tired clouds, and a flash of a different blue. A glowing blue! It looks pretty. The glowing blue takes the shape of two big eyes before they start to wander away

“No!” I cry out as I start to run after the pretty glowing eyes. Everytime I think I’m close enough to catch them, the pretty eyes disappear then show up again even further away.

Eventually the trees stop showing up around me and when I look around, they create a perfect circle around around a huge playground. On one side of the playground is a bunch of girl toys: dollhouses, pretend houses with pretend kitchens and rooms, dress up rooms with racks and racks of dresses and costumes. Then on the other side: jungle gyms, swings, sandbox, race cars, and other really cool toys.

At the top of the jungle gym sits the pretty blue eyes. I grin and make my way to the base of the jungle gym, but before I can start to climb the metal rungs-a word my Daddy taught me- the sleepy clouds around the pretty blue eyes start to move and squish and smoosh together to make the floaty glowing blue eyes, into a pretty kitty with  glowing blue eyes!

The kitty looks at me and its tail starts to flick back and forth while its ears stay straight up. All of a sudden, a deep voice shakes all around me and inside my head.

“Hello.” The big deep voice says.

“Hi?” The kitty starts to clean itself.

“Are you a boy, or a girl?” I look around to try and find where the voice is coming from, before I give up and look back at the kitty until a thought pops into my head.

“You can talk?” I blurt out excitedly.

“Yes.” The kitty says simply. “Now, are you a boy or a girl?” The question makes my eyebrows scrunch together and my mouth makes the shape it does when I wanna kiss Mommy on the cheek but she doesn’t want me to touch her; Mommy still doesn’t like the kiss, but she doesn’t hurt me as much when it’s just my lips touching her cheek.

“Um. I’m a boy?” I say, not knowing what he means, “why?” The pretty kitty jumps from the top of the jungle gym to the top of the biggest dollhouse.

“So you would want to play over here, yes?”

“What? No! That’s the girl side!”

“Girls side?”

“Yeah! The side that has all the toys girls play with! I’m a boy, I play with toys made for boys!”

“I didn’t know toys could be for only one gender”

“Of course they can! That’s what Mommy and Daddy tell me, and they're never wrong!”

“They’re not?”

“No! They’re not!”

“That’s silly.”

“No it’s not!”

“Yes it is. Your Mommy and daddy don’t seem like very good people.”

“W-what?” I was so confused, what did the kitty mean? Why couldn’t he leave me alone!

“Your Mommy and Daddy seem like really mean people. Why would you listen to mean people like them?” My vision starts to grow blurry. “Don’t they hit you? Tell you they love you then treat you like their dress up doll? Telling you what you can or can’t wear, how to eat, what toys to play with?”

“All parents do that!” I shout out, my voice going wobbly as I feel my throat grow tighter.

“All parents hit their children?”

“Yes! When they’re bad they do!”

“No, dear child, they don’t” Some of the clouds form a thick wall between the two of us. Images tinted the same shade of blue as the kitty's eyes form on the cloud wall. Images of parents playing with their children, talking to their children, sending children to time out, or taking away their toys. But none were the parents are hitting their children, throwing them down stairs. Not even any where the Mommys refuse to hug their babies.

“What?” I squeak out I couldn’t believe my eyes. If these Mommys and Daddys aren’t hurting their children… why are mine?

“Why don’t you play over here?”

“Mommy and Daddy won’t like it if I do, they’ll hurt me.” I rub at my eyes, trying not to cry. Daddy says boys don’t cry.

“They won’t know. This is a world only you can visit, your personal safe haven.”

“What’s a safe haven?”

“A place for you to be safe and happy.”

“Oh. I-I guess.” I slowly walk over to the kitty and pick up one of the dolls before looking up at the kitty again. “Do you have a name?”

“Yes. But you wouldn’t like it, you would find it scary.”

“So what should I call you; pretty glowy kitty?”

“If you like. You can name me whatever you want.”

“Mr.Puffington!” I giggle out, trying to ignore the tears on my face.

“Ok. Mr.Puffington it is.”

Quick disclaimer, I’m not a trans woman! I’m very much AFAB, so if this is in anyway wrong or offensive, please tell me so I can do better in the future!

Ok, so before I get into the story I just want to put a HUGE apology here! First I wasn’t sure what to write, then when I got something to write my computer deleted it on me so I went into a slump, and then I misread the date on the extension I was given. None of these are viable excuses, just merely explanations so you hopefully don’t think you’ve been forgotten because I assure you that is not the case at all. Now without further ado, Shidge in a college/coffee shop AU for @battleshidge

Shiro groans as he gets to the door of the Altean Castle, the coffee shop he works at to help him afford food and a roof over his head as he goes to college, and realizes he forgot his keys at home. The very same home that is a ten minute drive away. He’s already ten minutes late to open the shop as it is. Just as Shiro is about to despair, he hears the laughter of a certain computer science major that just so happened to be not only the boon of his existence, but also the bane of it. Matt Holt, his best friend since he started in at this hell hole known as adult life.

Matt dangles his set of keys in front of Shiros face teasingly before opening the door, setting loose a powerful wave of pure coffee stench. And yes, stench is the correct word. While stench has a powerful connotation with unpleasant smells, it is also the only word that fully encompasses just how raw, all encompassing, and overwhelming the sheer volume of how much the usually good smell of coffee permeates the air.

Shiro props the door open to try and air out the shop as he goes to put away his belongings and get on his apron and name tag. He can already hear people beginning to walk into the shop and he inwardly cringes to think of the fuss some of them will make when he tells them he has to wait until the machines warm up so he doesn’t sell them lukewarm coffee.

Matt, the ever lovable jokester he is, is already starting to chat up the masses, keeping their tempers even as best he can while Shiro hurries through the start up of all the machines and the store in general, and after about thirty minutes on their way to fueling the city of Arus.

It’s about two hours until the rush finally stops and Shiro gets to catch his breath. Shiro is cleaning up any of the leftover spills, whether their liquid or not, when he hears the bell above the door ring again. He goes to the counter and slips on his best customer service smile and voice.

“Hey there! Welcome to the Altean Castle, how can I help you?”

As soon as the last word escapes his mouth his smile drops, his eyes open wide, and his heart starts to beat a mile a minute. In front of him is probably the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen in his life.

She has gorgeous auburn hair tied up in a large bun on the top of her head, pale skin sprinkled with freckles that looks smoother and softer then silk, big hazel eyes that look like they could swallow him whole, and beautiful plush lips that he wishes wou-that’s when Matt walks back in.

He doesn’t look at the customer and she doesn’t look up at her phone, and soon enough Matt is back in the back. But the moment is over and the crisis of a potential bad timed erection is gone. Shiro guesses he should get Matt a gift basket.

She walks up to him and without looking she opens her mouth, and in the most angelic voice he’s ever heard, orders the most hideous drink he’s ever heard of.

“In the largest cup you have, I want six shots of white coffee, that has the most caffeine right? Two shots of regular espresso, one shot of dark roast, and just a splash of water.”

His jaw hits the floor and so he doesn’t say anything. She looks up in confusion.

“Did you get that all? I can write it down if you need.”

“Do you want to die?” He accidently blurts out. She surprises him yet again by letting out a loud, disruptive, yet beautiful laugh. The movement of her laughter causes her large green sweater to fall farther off her shoulder and reveals more of her tank top. Shiro can feel his face slowly grow even more red as the moments stretch on.

“Oh goodness. That was fucking awesome.” She squints to see his name-tag better with a huge grin and Shiro can’t help but be glad that he wore the shirt that shows off his pecs despite himself. “To answer your question Takashi, is it OK if I call you that?” She seems to like asking questions without waiting for answers. “Yes, I do want to die. I have a huge test in an hour and I didn’t sleep at all last night.”

Shiro chuckles, “OK. So. I’m not going to make you that drink you just ordered, I’m going to make you something that, you know, won't kill you.” She giggles as he smiles and grabs her the largest cup they have. “Any allergies?”

“No. But I’m not a big fan of peanuts.”

Shiro nods and begins to flit around behind the counter quickly, making her a drink. The scents of vanilla and caramel floating around the shop. After a few minutes he covers the top with a mountain of whipped cream enclosed within a large domed plastic lid, grabs a straw, and hands it to her.

“Don’t worry, it’s on the house.” He says before she can even begin to reach for her wallet. Before he can actually work up the nerve to try and be slightly flirtatious and wink at her, Matt walks back in and actually looks at who’s on the other side of the counter.

“Oh. Hey Katie.” Shiro whirls around to look at him.

“You know her?” He asks incredulously.

“I would hope so, that’s my younger sister.” It was at that moment, that Shiro realized his chances of ever being with this literal muse just diminished drastically. If he even had any in the first place that is.

“As mush as I would like to stick around and bullshit with you Matt, I have my class with a killer test across campus that I really don’t wanna go too, but also don’t want to have to rush to get there. So I’m gonna take a long ass walk. Thanks for the free coffee Takashi, see you around.” She takes a sip, winks at Shiro, then leaves. And Shiro can feel his chances raising again.

“Takashi? Free coffee? Did she just wink at you? She doesn’t wink at anyone!” His voice got more and more incredulous with each question, and Shiro just shrugs.

"I'm gonna fuck the ocean"

Shiro looked at his teammate in complete and utter horror before closing his eyes and giving a resigned sigh. He knew what he was signing up for when he finally gave in and admitted to himself that he had fallen head over heels in love with the Cuban man before him, but sometimes Lance couldn't help but catch him off gaurd with just how utterly ridiculous he could be.

"Excuse me, what?"

"You heard me Shiro. When we get back to Earth, I'm going to fuck the ocean."

"Why?"

"Because I've missed it so much."

It was at this point that Shiro began to reevaluate the life choices that lead to him being in this moment in time. He entered a flight school, went to the moon of Pluto, got abducted by aliens, crash landed on Earth, essentially got abducted by different aliens (good edition), and now has been fighting in a war against the very aliens that first abducted him. And over the course of the years that he's been fighting alongside his ragtag team of fellow paladins, he had slowly fallen for the very person he never thought he ever would. The flirt of their team: Lance Fuentes. But looking back on it now, how could Shiro have ever thought he would ever fall for anyone else? Lance is funny, kind, selfless, and just all around adorable and ridiculous. That last point being proven by their current topic of conversation.

Shiros only issue though is that Lance obviously isn't interested in him. But that's ok, Shiro will survive.

"So Shiro, what force of nature are you going to stick your dick into when we get back to Earth?" Lance asks, looking over his shoulder to look Shiro in the eyes with his own pair of gorgeous blue eyes and a heart warmingly charming grin.

I hope you really like it sis!! I love you so much and I really just wanted to find some way to thank you for being such an awesome sister, so even though I have a gidt for you under the tree, I also wamt you to have this.

@demonic-angels-inmyhead

"Why are you like this?" Shiro asks, trying to mask the love in his voice.