Author has written 26 stories for Harry Potter, Naruto, Sonic the Hedgehog, Osmosis Jones, Black Cat, Blood+, Bleach, Fullmetal Alchemist, Durarara!!/デュラララ!!, Powerpuff Girls, and Walking Dead.
Alright so here's my deal...
Name: IshiHatake23 (my real name is Whitney, but that's all I'm saying about my real name)
Hair: Expresso, long, straight
Eyes: Coffee Bean colored, Black when I'm pissed
Skin: Color of coffee creamer
Weight: 117 Ib. on the dot
Musings about what goes on in my head when I'm writing or drawing.
Everyone- friends, family, strangers- they always ask me about my notebook. I never answer of course, but I still keep it with me wherever I go. I'm always writing, always drawing, always creating; I'm obsessive about it really. My friends like to watch me 'work' as they call it, amazed at how fast and continuously I write. I can litterally go pages without stopping and it baffles them how I can keep inventing scene after scene without pausing to think.
Well, I don't. Not conciously anyway. I just record what I see and hear in my head.
Yeah, I know by now you're thinking 'this bitch is crazy'. Maybe I am, it a good possiability. I lose touch sometimes- not for long and it's not like I black out or anything- just split seconds of my imagination running rampant and out of my control. It's sort of funny to me: nineteen years on this earth and I still get caught in the grey area between reality and fiction. I guess my mind likes to play. I'm not sure if it's from the stigma of being antisocial and introvertive or if it's just the crazy that runs in my family; I honestly don't know.
Here's a little slice of life...
I hear his voice, that snarky, New York/Italian snap in my head. My reality warps and I get a mental flash of him sitting cross-legged on my bed, not bothering to keep his boots off my sheets- he knows I can't be angry at him and even if I could what could I do about it? Not a damn thing and he knows it.
"Hi, Ace." I mutter because I don't want to risk my family hearing and ignoring him is a no go. I tried that when he first started popping up almost two years ago and he left. When he did so did all my inspiration and creativity. I couldn't even draw a line with a ruler or write down a single sentance. I was blank. "You taking my psyche for a joy ride again?"
I think of those sharp teeth of his gleaming as he grins. "Ya love it. Get the notebook, I got shit to tell ya."
This is my saving grace. When he wants to 'tell' or 'show' me something it means my mind is about to throw something like a snapshot movie at me. Usually it's from his perspective and I ge to step into his boots for a little while. I have to write quickly, he won't repeat himself and my brain will never burp up the exact story again. I'll have to work out the particulars and fillers later on my own- sometimes he'll let me ask questions, but not often and leave me to my own devices instead.
"Damn, Ace." I say when he's done weaving his story. That's a common resopnse since the events he usually describe are either totaly wild or raunch as hell.
I can imagine the sound of his leather jacket creaking as he shrugs. "I get around."
"Thank you." I say seriously, because honestly I can't do anything without him. "I'm glad you came."
"Babydoll? Who the hell are you talking to?" My dad's rough twang asks from the other side of my door.
"Nobody, Daddy, I was on the phone!" I call back. I know he's probably saying 'bullshit' in his head, but he won't call me out on it because he knows damn well he has no right to. After all, I'm not the only one in this house that talks at air.
When I look back at the bed Ace is gone and I can't help but feel a pang. I miss him when he's gone- which makes no scense. How do you miss something that doesn't exist? It occurs to me that maybe Ace is my minds coping mechanism for lonliness, not just creative blocks. Either way, I'm attatched to the little shit; so no matter if I'm crazy or not, I hope he sticks around.
Warning! I do write yaoi! And if I say something is 'M' Rated, then be prepared for sex.
I really like to write sad stories too.
I also write funny and cute stuff, but not often.
However, I don't like OC's. I don't like to write them and I don't like to read them, My King of Hollows and Tough Guys Blush were written on a whim and there probably won't be others like them from me.
If you would like me to write a story for you...
I will write a story if you ask for one! If I'm unfamilier with the show/book/movie/game I will get familier with it and proceed to write your story. I write every kind of story, want an M rated? No prob. Want mind-blowing gay sex between two(or more) characters that only you have thought to pair up? Just tell me who's on top and I'll fire up my keyboard.
But don't think that's all I write. I'll write about oh say a father-children moment between Kakashi and his team. Or a cuddle bug moment with Narcissa and Lucious. Anything you want to read, I'll write.
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