#messy draft

[regardsandregrets]

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random snippet- Feather and Shadow

she woke up half asleep in the middle of the night to find nick sipping a mug of hot coffee doing something else and she sits up and confiscates his coffee and sets it on the table and slowly curls into his chest enjoying the way his heartbeat feels and nick would simply let her his hands with ink swirling through his skin snaking this way and that. he'd gently let his fingertips find the center of her back following slowly the grooves of her spine he traced them feeling every scar that seemed to settle cruely into her skin he found where her wings seemed to begin he felt a soft gasp escape her lips half relief half something more neither didn't dare name. he felt the way her feathers shifted the way her wings practically leaned into his touch. he was careful every touch was light gentled despite the harsh callouses that covered his hands he let his fingers gently move from her spine's path to one of her wings. gently trailing them through her feathers careful not to ruffle them to much just exploring he felt the way her body shuttered against his chest he could practically feel her heartbeat. the way her her body slowly melted against his chest with every touch eventually he felt the barest hint of curiousity hit him and he couldn't stop himself he let his hand press through her feathers finding where the soft almost brittle yet somehow strong what he could only describe as bones. her wings flared wide in reaction he stilled his hands looking for a sign of pain but no there was none her wings practically pressed into his fingertips an unspoken kind of need seemed to bloom between them. something far more sacred then sex.

(context this does take place within the dc universe kinda think city of gotham where metahumans exist only these two characters are a more extreme case maybe one day ill give more context on them)

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[allisonreader]

Tales Of A Frozen Sailor; Jessica’s Rescue

Growing up he always felt like he had an odd fascination with the Titanic. It wasn’t like he was particularly fond of history. He did alright in his history classes, but there was just something about that ship that set him on edge. Especially when they had to read Jessica Hudson’s letter. In his one class, they had been asked to write an analysis of her letter. Instead of doing that, he wrote an essay on why he thought doing such an analysis was out of place. Explaining that because she had not died in the sinking; it was an invasion of her privacy, to read what she must have thought were her last words. Ones that she had clearly intended for her family. Let alone what her family might think about being thrust into the spotlight. All because the letter revealed the fact that she was a sailor. For those reasons he did not care for that ship, nor the treatment of Jessica’s letter.

When he received the invitation to his friend’s wedding, the theme shocked him. It wasn’t the fact that the event would be formal or that it would be happening on a private cruise. It was the fact that they had decided to get married on the anniversary of the Titanic hitting the iceberg, while using the Titanic as their theme. It left him tempted to say that he couldn’t go. The thought left him a bit unsettled that they wanted to be over the wreck site for their wedding. The gravesite of so many. It was what had brought Jessica’s letter to mind again. A gravesite that had so nearly been hers.

((So to be invited to his friend's wedding that was Titanic themed and to be held on a private yacht, he was not impressed. He could refuse to go on principle. Though that seemed shallow. He’d rather grin and bear it. He cared more about his friends and seeing them married, rather than their questionable wedding theme. He would be gone a few days for this wedding. As not only was it Titanic themed, but it was also going to take place over the wreck site. On the same day that the ship hit the iceberg. Ninety-nine years later.))

Nanna knew what he thought about this wedding and the fact that he wasn’t so thrilled about going. So she took him aside the day before he was supposed to head out.

"You’ll be okay my dear boy. Besides, when you get back, we can read that mysterious letter of mine."

"Okay Nanna. You won’t read it without me?"

"Emery, I have had it for decades already. I can wait a few extra days so we can read it together."

"Thanks Nanna. I look forward to it."

"I know you are. Be safe. We all love you dearly. Phone or text us if you have service."

"Yes Nanna, I will."

Later he wished that he hadn’t been quite so flippant to his grandmother. But he couldn’t have known that at the time.

The trip started off well enough and the real party didn’t start until after the wedding ceremony. Everyone was dressed formally, as per the dress code. Some in more historically inspired outfits than others. His own suit leaned to the more historical side. Which included a pocket watch to complete the look, though it was a little unnecessary- as he was still wearing the watch his grandfather gave him.

The reception started with a five course meal, accompanied by the appropriate wine selections for each. Followed by an open bar and dancing. The music was loud, thumping and modern. The room grew hot with the consumed alcohol and fervent dancing.

He grew warm enough to peel off layers as the night went on. First went his suit jacket, then his tie, which was adorn with gold tie clip from his grandparents. His cuff links came off and into the jacket pocket along with the tie, so he could roll up his sleeves. He even took off his waistcoat, including the pocket watch.

After all of that he was still feeling a bit hot and had probably drank a bit too much himself. So he went on deck to cool down. The air was crisp and the sky was clear. He took a deep breath. No one else was close to him on the deck. There wasn’t much wind and the ocean seemed calm when he looked over the rail. He wasn’t exactly sure how it happened, but he found himself in the cold water. Struggling to find the surface. If he didn’t, he would die.

Nobody had seen him go over and it took them awhile to notice that he was gone. A search of the yacht began. Only after not finding him anywhere on board, did they try searching the water with low hopes of finding him. Or at least finding him alive. Unaware that they would never find him, his family having to be told that he was lost at sea.

The next thing that he knew after going into the water, was finding a solid sloped landing under his feet. He didn’t know what it was, but it had to be better than being in the water. When he surfaced enough he realized that somehow he was in some sort of white corridor with flickering lights, lined with doors, filling with water. Was he dead or dying? Falling into the open ocean shouldn’t end him in a corridor like this. The only thing to do was to move away from the water. Figuring out where he was, and how he got there could happen later. Finding safety was most important. One thing that did catch his attention was the sound of crying. He couldn’t ignore it. The sound was coming from one of the nearby doors. Though he wasn’t sure which one. After calling out and getting a response he was able to find a young lady, dressed as a sailor with short hair and no visible breasts behind a locked door. The things that she claimed didn’t make sense to him. Things which couldn’t be true. Nor did it make sense how he was on a sinking ship. How it didn’t look anything like the yacht that the wedding was on.

After he had gotten her out of the room she was locked in, all he could do was follow her through the maze of corridors. Until they finally made it to deck. It brought into focus how out of place and lost he was.

There were funnels on the ship. Four funnels. The clothing that people were wearing was like things that he had only seen in movies and museums.

It was starting to sink in. He really might be on the Titanic as it was sinking. He was going to die. Most of the men on board did and he was going to be one of those casualties. It didn’t help that he was already wet, as was the young lady he rescued. Of whom he was starting to expect was Jessica Hudson. At least if that was the case, he knew she’d live. Even if he didn’t.

She lead him to a lifeboat yet. The other sailor there relieved to see her as she took control over the man who was less experienced.

"I’m sorry, I can’t fit you on the lifeboat-"

"It’s okay- I understand-"

"Wait! Listen to me. We can’t take you now- but once we’re on the water- we should be able to take a little more weight on. Once the ship is a little lower in the water- jump- we’ll find you. It should at least give you a chance. You’ve given me a chance." She gave him a grim smile as he nodded. Her plan didn’t seem likely to work. These life vests seemed so janky in comparison to the ones that he was familiar with, but he still had put one on.

He did as she asked. It was his best chance to survive. Much to his surprise, she and the younger sailor were able to pull him out of the water. Just in time to finish watching the large ship finish sinking at the unnatural angle that would leave people fascinated for at least a 100 years.

The cold seemed to seep into his very bones as they waited for rescue. No one was eager to talk after the disaster they had just been through and were still living. Unsure if or when rescue would come. At least he knew that by the morning they would all be safe, as long as they lasted those hours. Trying to keep warm was the priority until then.

It didn’t surprise him when it was the Carpathia that rescued them. Those of them in the lifeboat who had been the wettest, needed a bit of extra medical care. Frost bite and hypothermia were the two biggest concerns. Both of which he did need looking after to some degree. He wasn’t sure how long they’d all be on the Carpathia for. It was one of the details that he was a little fuzzy about. He did manage to corner the sailor he rescued and privately layer out all he knew to her.

"Look, I know that you’re a woman-" A look of fear crossed her face. "I’m not going to say anything about such. You saved my life-"

"You saved mine first."

"We saved each other then. That doesn’t mean I’m going to turn you in. I know who you are. You’re Jessica Hudson. An able seaman, a twin- who while you were locked up you wrote a letter to and sealed it inside a bottle. Which will eventually be found and brought up from the ocean floor. Along with the rubbing of your dad’s name Henry Hudson."

"How do you know that? You can’t know that. I’ve never met you."

"You haven’t, but I do know about you. That you’re friends with a fellow sailor John Winters. That you’re older than you claim to be because you aren’t a boy-"

"Stop."

She was suspicious of him. Rightly so. His story sounded crazy. He shouldn’t know as much about her as he did. He hardly believed his story and he was the one who lived it. It still shouldn’t be possible that he was in 1912. He didn’t want to think about what his future might hold. He had nothing. Literally only having the clothes on his back. He knew no one. His grandparents weren’t even born yet. He had no place to go. Everything that he had once known, was now lost to him. All of which he told her and her friend John.

It lead to a conversation about what they were going to do with him. If they even believed his story about him being from the future. It’s not like his proof was anything spectacular. All he could show them was his watch and tell them that there’d be an inquiry when they reached shore. Though the inquiry could be easily surmised after a disaster like they just lived through. Although knowing that it would be a Senator William Smith leading such, might be a little bit more proof and truthful sounding. It was something that would only be proved on shore.

Between the three of them they decided it was the best for him to go home with John. So he’d be traveling to Maine. Where he’d meet John’s mother Naomi and his little sister Amelia. He’d stay with them until he could find a job and get himself on his feet.

He knew that as much as things might not be as completely foreign to him unlike if either John or Jessica had gone into his time, things were still going to be completely different to him. It was going to be a huge learning curve for him. Computers were a long time away and he’d probably never see the technology reach the same place he was familiar with it being. Let alone the fact that he might have to live through two world wars, the depression, and more. Also, there’d be no Star Wars or Star Trek and he might never watch either property again. He was still ignoring facts about his family. Like that his father and Nanna would never know what happened to him.

He couldn’t think about that now. Learning how to live was going to be more important.

In New York he was given a sum from the collected fund for Titanic survivors. Which would at least help him a little bit to get him off the ground. He remained in New York, waiting for "Jesse" Hudson and John Winters to be released from the inquiry. That way he could travel with John to meet his family. He would also get to say goodbye to Jessica as well then. He also took in the sights of a New York City skyline that didn’t match the one he was familiar with. This skyline was missing a couple of extremely iconic buildings that were a couple of decades away from being built yet. That was certainly an odd thought. Though it got him thinking that at least he’d have an idea of what stocks to invest in and which he’d probably stay away from. Maybe if he did well enough, he could even end up in the same circle as his family again. He could potentially see his grandfather grow up.

John’s family shocked him immediately when he met them.

John’s family was very different from his own. It wasn’t even the fact that Benjamin Winters had passed many years ago. Nor was it the fact that the Winters family didn’t have much in money or possessions. What made them so different from his own family was how close and open-hearted all of the members were. Naomi did not play apparent favourites between John and Amelia. The two siblings were playful and friendly together. Completely unlike the relationship with his sister who thought it best to antagonize him and make him a mark for bullies in his younger school days. He was pretty sure that John would fight anyone who would do that to his sister, or even for Jessica Hudson. Both things a far cry from his own mother who thought her oldest could do no wrong, while he could do no right. While Naomi had hugged him as soon as soon after she had hugged John, when she didn’t even know him. The fact that he was a stranger to their family didn’t matter. He was alone and needed help and they were going to stand up and help him. John had him explain his entire story to Naomi and Amelia. Both listened carefully and while Amelia might have tried to tease him a bit, Naomi took him seriously. Between her and John, they helped him set up his new life. He could be honest about one thing, and that was the fact that he had lost everything when the Titanic sank. Everything else besides his name was a half truth. He was no longer born in the 1980's but the 1880's. The entirety of his past had to be twisted to fit into a believable history which could fit into the time period. The Winters family helping provide him with the information that he needed to know and didn’t have. Like cutting wood with an ax, dishes, helping with laundry, cooking and other chores that he had never done before because he had never needed to. Life was different without computers and tv. At the same time as much as everything was different, it was the same. People still acted like people. Though his mother never would have just taken him in like Naomi had. Not with a crazy story like his and knowing nothing about him. Nanna probably would have. He missed her the most currently. But the Winters family tried hard to make him feel welcome and included in their small family.

It didn’t seem to matter to them that he claimed to be from the future. They just claimed him as their own and helped him get accustomed to the time and helped find him a job when he was ready. He ended up in an office doing work that probably wasn’t much different from what he would have been doing in his own time. One thing that Naomi suggested to him was to keep a journal of everything that he wanted to remember from both his own time and what was happening in his day to day life. That perhaps, if any journals were kept, they could potentially make it into the hands of his loved ones, so they’d know what happened to him. He hadn’t even mentioned that worry to Naomi when she suggested that.

It amazed him how quickly he felt a part of the Winters family. Without being able to be with his own, they filled that space and in someways better than his own family members. By far Naomi was a better mom than his own and honestly he preferred John and Amelia in comparison to Alexandra for siblings. Neither of them made fun of him for his name or not knowing how to do something. Plus Naomi didn’t play favourites between any of them. He became as much as one of her kids as either of her biological ones. There were times where he wished he could have met Ben. He had a feeling the Benjamin Winters would have been a lot like the rest of his family. Then came a day when John was going to go down to Georgia to visit the Hudson family and offered for him to join him. He was curious to see where Jessica lived, and to meet the family members who had been mentioned in her letter. They hadn’t spoken to each other since they split ways in New York, and he felt too awkward to try and write her a letter at all. He didn’t blame her for not writing him at all. He was just that weird guy who claimed things that weren’t possible. Or at least shouldn’t be. But he agreed to go with John down to Georgia, as awkward as it might be.

[thenovelincubator]

When You Want to Burn Your Novel Draft

When You Want to Burn Your Novel Draft

I don’t even want to look at my novel draft. I want to burn it and watch the pieces float away and disappear forever. My characters are screaming at me, and I am ignoring them. The good news, I suppose, is that they are hard to ignore. I think about them before I go to sleep. I think about them in the elevator, at work, while I’m driving, and at the dentist’s office. (more…)

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[uzumakiaoshi]

And I’m home - preview

Guys, this is my first official draft to this story, please let me know if you enjoy it (just a like will do, no need to say anything if you don’t want to) so I’ll know if I should continue and post it in the future. Some of the characters are ooc’ish (is this a word? probably not), but that was kinda inevitable. Pearlapis (’cause otp), Amedot (eventually) and other ships I haven’t thought of yet ‘u’ ---------------------------------------------- "Help me! Get me out! Please, get me out!" Lapis begged, tears in her eyes, panic flowing through her body. The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, she was already choking and the metal of the locker was getting hotter and hotter "Help me! Somebody please help me!" she yelled again and again, voice cracking. As her vision started to fade, she openly started crying "Please, I don't want to die like this!" Then the door slammed open and all she caught was a flash of blonde hair as she passed out on the stranger's arms. "You're ok, you're gonna be ok, I got you" --------------------------------------------- "I'm not going" Lapis stated, furious. She was already in the school uniform, the formal shirt with the black tie loosely hanging on her neck and the skirt that in her mother's opinion was too short, under her arm was the leather jacked she loved so much with blue wings on the back "Lapis... " Yellow Diamond sighed "You can't stop going to school" "What I can't is enrol on Crystal High" Repeated "I refuse to set foot on that place" "Lapis... There are no other schools here in town, now that Homeworld has been destroyed, you and your sisters have to go to Crystal High" Rubbed her temples "You think I like this any more than you do? Even with those delinquents expelled, I still dislike that school and their methods, but we have no other choice here" The bluenette looked up at her tired mother "... Okay, I'll go... But as soon as Homeworld is rebuilt-" "I will make sure you are transferred back as soon as humanly possible" Yellow Diamond assured "But for now you will have to cope with this..." ------------------------- "The hell I will" Jasper huffed "I don't care if it's Crystal High, if there's a football team you can bet I will become quarterback, none of this stay low bullshit" "You actually want to lead their team to victory?" Lapis asked, looking up at her step sister, anger in her eyes. Jasper was a giant woman, incredibly muscular, full of tattoos and with bright yellow eyes, her hair was white and unruly, and she wore the boy's uniform, making her look even more intimidating, but it didn't work on the small bluenette "Their team?" "Wake up, brat" The giant woman knocked on her forehead "It's our team now as well, what if Homeworld isn't up and running till the season starts? I will not sit this one out" "And what? Play side to side with those Crystal Gems?" Raised one of her eyebrows "I bet you'll all be on each other's throats in five seconds, maybe six" "You just don't get it, do you? All that rivalry, all the pranks, fights, wins, defeats... I can respect the Crystal Gems" Smirked "You really do... Even though they burned down Homeworld and almost... Are you insane?!" Lapis yelled, outraged "Chill it, brat" Jasper eyed the smaller girl "I'm not sayin' I love 'em, I just think they are pretty tough and have some serious balls to break in our school and do that... If they'd been Homeworld Gems, they'd probably be friends of mine" "Yes, you are known for having the best people as your friends" The bluenette huffed Jasper looked down to her sister, an apologetic look on her face "Look, Lapis..." "I know, I know... Just do as you like, but I sure as hell won't get on their swim team" Scoffed "Really? You'll quit swimming for Gods know how long? You?" Jasper teased "Good luck with that, little mermaid" -------------- "You know, I really hate you sometimes, Amy" Pearl sighed, trying to focus on cleaning her locker and ignoring her step sister's teasing. All she wanted was to arrive early and sort her day out, but Amethyst had insisted on coming with Pearl and therefore ruining the possibility of the taller girl actually plan anything at all. Pearl was a French young woman, tall, skinny, elegant, and very good looking. Her blue eyes shone like the sky, her short blonde hair, dyed light pink, was meticulously styled, as her uniform. She was the head cheerleader, a straight A student, and captain of the fencing club, in short, everyone wanted to either be her or be with her, Pearl was simply astonishing, "Serious, you're like... Extremely popular, dude!" Amethyst laughed "I swear, three guys asked me about you today alone" Amethyst on the other hand was very different from Pearl. She was short, had a built body and a long, naturally white, messy hair that contrasted with her bright blue eyes that in the right light seemed violet. And she had yet to show up to school with the proper uniform, she simply wore any white shirt she'd find in the morning with the tie and pants of the boy's uniform, the woman's blazer and skirt nowhere to be seen "You're popular too, girls come to me all the time to ask me about you" Pearl shrugged "I guess it's because you're on the football team" "Since I do you the courtesy of sending all those boys away, I hope you're sending all those girls my way" Amethyst grinned "Well..." Pearl rolled her eyes, but there was hint of a smile in the corner of her lips "Only the attractive ones" "That's my sis!" The shorter girl laughed, ruffling her sister's hair much to the said girl's dismay "So tell me, how freaked out you are now that them homegirls will be attending our school?" Pearl frowned "I wouldn't worry about that, I heard most of them moved out of the city" "Yeah? 'Cause I heard 'em Diamonds were enrolling here, Sugi told me she saw the Yellow Devil herself" Amethyst revealed "What?!" The pinkette yelled "That... Are there more?" "Dunno, just heard about them, but if the prodigy daughters are coming, you can bet that more Homeworld Twerps are too" Shrugged "I just hope they keep it shut, otherwise you, Sugi, Dony, Garnet and I are gonna have to set 'em straight" "I can't do this again" Pearl breathed out, panicked "I just can't..." ----------------- "I can't do this again, so remember what Mother said, no fights" Lapis whispered to Jasper as they entered the school. Everyone on the building was staring at them as if they were aliens... Better yet; enemies. "Can't promise anything" Jasper gritted her teeth, she hated when people kept staring at her as if she were some kind of freak, which happened often because of her unusual hair colour and choice of tattoos. On Homeworld everyone knew not to mess around or give her odd looks, but on Crystal High... "Look, just… Save your anger for the football try outs" The bluenette pointed at a flyer "Oh, great" The giant woman smirked studying the flyer, her rage going away "Thinking 'bout joining in?" Amethyst asked, approaching the Diamond sisters Jasper looked at the smaller girl, mouth open wide "Shit, your hair..." "Well, yours too" Scoffed, irritated "Yeah, that's awesome" The taller girl grabbed a handful of Amethyst's hair to compare with her own "Weird, you're as small as my little nerd of a sister, yet you seem actually able to hold you own" "As a matter of fact, I can hold my on" Amethyst furrowed her brows "I'm on the football team, and I’m one of the best players!" "So I guess I'll see you around" Jasper gave her a condescending smirk "Look, we here on Crystal don't want any trouble, you guys enrolled here and to me we're not enemies any more" The small girl warned "And big as you are, you'd be very welcome on the team, as long as you two keep it cool" "I can do that" Lapis said, biting her tongue "So can I" Jasper offered Amethyst her hand "Then welcome to Crystal High" The ivory headed girl nodded, satisfied.