Once upon a time, there was a femme transboy named Lukaiel. He was very insecure, artistic, imaginative and lived in a very un-magical place called Kansas. Someone he once trusted, an evil, ugly witch cast a spell and manipulated the boy into having a romance with razor blades, fire, and self-destruction, and made him hate every inch of himself.
But this all changed when he met his knight in shining armor, Jason. Jason broke the spell with an enchantment called "love". Jason made Lukaiel's grey world flush with color. Along with friends of every kind, Jason brought Lukaiel to a vision of self-love and acceptance for everyone, no matter how different. Lukaiel became a prince.
But the prince is in distress-- his temptation to destroy himself, his doubts, his inner demons. But he, with the hope of loved ones, battles these off even when it appears he is losing the war. He will always find himself victorious with the wonderful people he grew to love on his side.
The prince finds joy in writing, drawing, acting, costuming, designing fashion, listening to music, making odd crafts and jewelry, and reading/watching things. Sometimes he finds himself among faeries, who he believes and finds his faith and ability to cast magic in. Other times, he appears as a fallen angel, a tragic hero. But most times, he's just a submissive and clumsy cat boy who wishes for affection and cuddles. His anxiety disorder cripples him, takes him away from his desire to be around people, and though he values his alone time, he craves company.

Though his life is not spent in a castle, he continues on and loves life. This is his story of romance, acceptance, and finding the beauty in everything.

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wishes come true, not free



- Name: Kyle. c:
- Eye Color: Light grey-ish olive green.
- Hair Style/Color: Asymmetric, short, currently dyed blue-black.
- Height: 5'7", wish I were shorter though.
- Clothing style: It differs depending on my mood and the weather. I wear a lot of oversized tops with leggings and high-top shoes mostly.
- Best physical feature: Errr... o~o I actually don't know.

- Your fears: Jason leaving me, my friends forgetting me, changing myself for the worse. I could go on forever.
- Your guilty pleasure: I don't really like the term "guilty pleasure"; you shouldn't feel bad for enjoying anything.
- Ambitions for the future: I just want to be happy and loved.

- Your first thoughts waking up: "Oh god I wonder what time it is."
- What you think about most: My anxiety, things I'm interested in like fashion and history, my health, the future, my boyfriend.
- What you think about before bed: Jason, and what I plan to do the next day.
- You think your best quality is: My open-mindedness. c:

- Single or group dates: Depends on the date. I've had more single dates than group dates, so I'm more likely to prefer single probably.
- To be loved or respected: Dude, both...? If you love me, you probably respect me.
- Beauty or brains: Ah, brains.
- Dogs or cats: Cats. :3 I'm really afraid of most dogs, but I still think they're wonderful.

- Lie: ...Not anymore. I used to be a compulsive liar honestly, but I dropped that in sophomore year. I have no need to lie anymore.
- Believe in yourself: -sighs.-
- Believe in love: Very much so.
- Want someone: Yessss.

- Been on stage: Yeah. o:
- Done drugs: No sirrrr.
- Changed who you were to fit in: I did, a lot when I was younger. To fit in with my tormentors as a little kid, and again from middle school up to junior year to please my "friends."

- Favorite color: Indigo/purple, turquoise.
- Favorite animal: Cats, wolves, turtles, penguins, octopuses, foxes.
- Favorite movie: Moulin Rouge, Hercules, A Knight's Tale. Right now it's probably Into The Woods heh.
- Favorite game: Hm, Kingdom Hearts, Growlanser, Prince of Persia.

- Day your next birthday will be: May 15th. Too lazy to look up the weekday.
- How old will you be: 19.
- Age you lost your virginity: Hasn't happened yet. Oop.

- Best personality: Good sense of humor, protective, nerdy, smart, dominant, open-minded, comforting.
- Best eye color: Apparently I have a preference for blue eyes. All of the people I've dated have had blue eyes. o.o
- Best hair color: I like dark hair, but really any.
- Best thing to do with a partner: Just cuddling, talking, laughing. c:

- I love: my boyfriend.
- I feel: sleepy and a little nauseous.
- I hide: my face when I talk to people. xD;;
- I miss: my boyfriend. ;w;
- I wish: I would stop being sick. >m<

into the woods

I hope everyone has a great new year. :3

Okay, well, first of all, my physical health hasn't improved at all, but I'm feeling better mentally. I still have really bad days where I feel that being dead would be better than this, but for the most part, I'm pretty chill now.

My stepdad lost his job recently, so we no longer have health insurance. So going to the doctor from here on, until he gets a new job, is going to be difficult, and probably a rare occasion. So I'm doing all that I can on my own.
I'm going to buy a journal on Friday, and start keeping track of everything I eat and how it makes me feel. And I've been avoiding sugar like the plague.
I've also found that my anxiety affects it more than I thought. I guess I didn't think it was that big of a deal on my physical health. But yeah, it definitely makes it worse. I'm still debating anxiety medication. I... I think I do want to take it when I can.

So, because of my sickness, I hadn't been able to really go anywhere and see my friends or boyfriend for a few months now. But I did yesterday, for New Year's Eve. Jason decided to come spend some time in my city. :3 and we hung out with our friends, Emily and Cody who are also a couple.

It started with Jason and I. We went to go see Into The Woods in the theatre. It was amazing, I really liked it. I watched the original broadway version a few weeks ago, so it was fun to compare to the new version.

After the movie, we were waiting for our friends to pick us up. I'm not allowed to have friends in my house, because our house is really, really trashed. But it was cold and snowy inside, so after moving my cats (Jason's allergic to them), he was able to be inside my house for the first time. We went to my room and he gently shoved me up against the door and we made out. >///< he gave me a hickie and ohhhhh man.

But then Emily called, saying she was outside so we packed up and went out.

We spent the night at Emily's house. I really had a lot of fun. We made sugar cookies and played Cards Against Humanity, and some Mario games. (I've never really played Mario games, so I don't know which ones. >. <)
At midnight, I had my first New Year's kiss. ;///; goodness.

(sexual warning for this next part)
We all went to bed around 2am or so, but I couldn't sleep because my sleep-aid hadn't kicked in yet. Jason and I were sharing the floor while Emily and Cody were on a couch. It didn't seem like Jason could sleep much either. We kissed a lot, and it was pretty obvious that we both wanted more.
He pulled the covers over both of us and slipped his hand under my pants, and then under my panties, which we had never done before. (But we had discussed it before, so don't worry, he had my consent.) It felt amazing, and I got really close to finishing until... Cody woke up. -///-
(btw, i dont know what happened but somewhere during that, the left side of my pelvis shot up with a weird pain?? sharp and very painful.)
But it was like I wasn't really here when Jason was doing that, I zoned out and I was so focused on how good I felt, so when my friend woke up, I snapped out of it. Then I started to worry.
I think I was just tired and got my emotions mixed up. I kept thinking that I didn't want Jason to do those things to me right then and there. I felt like crying because I was scared that I had let him do something to me that I didn't want. But no, no, it was just because I felt guilty about doing this at a friend's house with them sleeping a foot away. xwx
Later that night, Jason and I were awake again and he kissed me a lot again, which I welcomed but I noticed him guiding my hand to the edge of his pants. I kissed him once more, and whispered that I was sorry, because I didn't want us to get caught. He understood, and we went to sleep.
We talked about what happened when Emily and Cody were away earlier today, and I expressed my worries to him, and he helped me feel better and everything is okay. c:

Oh, and Christmas was nice too. c: I got a lot of body/bath stuff, a scarf, the entire series of Game of Thrones books, a paopu fruit plush (like from Kingdom Hearts, my boyfriend gave it to me after saying the whole thing about the connected hearts and stuff ;///;), and a lot of candy and money. c:

Oh, and I do have a few New Year's resolutions. I plan to write everyday that I can, get healthier, and establish my renaissance faire characters, as well as come up with plans for my shop, AND GET A JOB. <~<

So all-in-all, I had a lot of fun and it was nice seeing my friends and boyfriend after so long being trapped at home.

I hope everyone else had fun, and has a lovely new year ahead of them.

-Prince Kyle

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bad blood

I was holding off on writing a new post until I had more positive news, but unfortunately, life is still not going very well. However, I will try to end this post on a good note. Okay, well, bad news first.  I went back to the doctor,...

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you could be happy.

So this is probably the worst week of my life. Q~Q

Monday was already bad because I was feeling insecure about my makeup skills, but that later in the evening, my dog Cheyenne got really sick. She was an outdoor dog because she was untrained, but we always made sure to take good care of her. It snowed recently, but she had always been really good with low temperatures for the 12+ years that we had her for. We always kept her dog house full of hay and such, to keep her warm.
My stepdad, who was supposed to be taking care of her at the time, neglected her for two days. Her water outside froze over and she became so weak that she refused to eat.
We brought her inside for the night, but she was still so weak. She drank a lot of water and it seemed like she would be okay, but she passed away early the next morning.

On Tuesday, my mom and I got into an argument about my stepdad. She said really mean things about me and yelled at me all day.

Wednesday, I finally got to go to the doctor for my stomach problems. I was incredibly anxious the whole time because of my fear of doctors.
I broke down in tears because I had to have blood drawn for tests. While the doctors were really nice, I'm terrified of needles and especially getting my blood drawn. I'm anemic and usually kind of dehydrated so I'm a hard stick and they always, always, always stick me at least four times and dig around in my arm and they are never gentle and they never listen to me when I try to tell them the only place anyone's been successful getting blood from me. But this time they only had to try twice, and they took an extra vial so I wouldn't have to do it again.
They actually really don't know what's wrong with me yet, because my symptoms are vague. I'm not internally bleeding or anything, so. They're going to keep seeing me and trying new things to figure out what helps and what doesn't.
My doctor thinks it's probably a hormonal thing since I don't have a period, that I probably have PCOS. Whatever that is. Something about ovaries and hormones. I really don't care if I have to take some hormonal thing. Like yeah, I have gender dysphoria but honestly I just can't deal with this stomach pain anymore. And it won't do much probably, aside from make me lose weight and stop growing facial hair. Which is fine with me. My only concern is that I'll start having periods regularly, which is an absolute no. Periods make me feel absolutely disgusting inside and out and mine are really, really bad. Like they last for a month with super heavy flow and cramps so bad that I can't move. So they disrupt my life and I can't deal with that.
Another thing is that I'm probably going to be put on medication for my anxiety, since it's also taking a toll on my physical health. I always said that I didn't want to take medication for it but I can't live with it anymore. I'm actually feeling really scared to start that. I don't want to become a zombie, or addicted. I don't want to be suicidal again. I know that if those things do happen, I can take a different brand or dosage but I'm scared. I keep getting really upset that I have to be on medication.

On Thursday... I started my period. -.- and that caused me a lot of pain and discomfort and dysphoria and anger. I had a really bad panic attack. I've been having those all week, but this one was especially bad. I screamed and slammed things and tried to hurt myself and cried for like an hour.
Because I'm on my period AND having stomach issues? like. Why. Why can't I get a break.
My period isn't so bad yet, but I'm feeling really paranoid and uncomfortable and I hate it a lot. I wish there was a way to just stop them immediately.
I also cut and dyed my hair that day. When I went to my grandparents' house, my grandma called me ugly and on the way back home, my mom and I were play fighting. She accidentally broke my glasses, but I was able to get them to be wearable again.

Friday actually wasn't too bad. We just celebrated my grandma and half-brother's birthdays. Then me and my brother hung out for a while since I haven't seen much of him lately. I dyed his hair for him.

Today, I've been upsetting Jason a lot. /: Because I've been feeling insecure and alone and clingy and I really hate myself today honestly. I keep trying to make things better but I just can't. I know he doesn't want to leave me, but I'm ruining his day and probably his life. I'm so messed up.

I just don't understand why I can't just. Stop being a fucking nuisance. I'm clingy and whiny and annoying. No wonder I really don't have friends anymore.

Sigh. I'm going to go cry in bed for a while. I'll try to write a more positive post later but right now, I don't feel well. Ttyl.

-the anxious prince.

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So heeeeeyyy.

I just want to keep myself into writing here at a decent pace. I tend to go a while without updating so. >.<

Lets seeeeee. Well not much has been happening with me, personally. This is pretty much a post about nothing. owo

I went costume-shopping the day before Halloween. xD I had to do "spooky" makeup to do so, of course.

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I got some vampire fangs that turned out terrible because the dental adhesive sucked and did not work at all.
So I got really upset because I always get super excited for halloween, and my mom wouldn't even let me pass out candy for a while. Until I got in a better mood. :D
So I winged it and threw together a costume really quick on Halloween night. I think it turned out well for last minute. Thank goodness I'm a costumer and have costume stuff everywhere. Kind of. I was a heart-stealing demon prince.

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Unfortunately, all of that makeup irritated the skin under my eye. So I have a scar-looking thing. xD

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The weekend passed by really quickly for some reason. Perhaps because of my lack of sleep.

I should be finally heading to a doctor next week. Thankfully. I can't wait to feel better.

On Monday, it seemed like it was going to be a normal day for my family. We all planned to go to my grandparents' for dinner, like every Monday night.
But my mom got a call. I was drawing in the living room but I could hear her talking to my grandma.
My little brother, Brendon, got jumped after school.
He was walking on his way home, when they pulled him into the alleyway and this dude from his school that he's been having issues with beat him up. He had a ring on. So my brother ended up with some cuts and bruises.
He's alright, he just had to get some stitches in his forehead and the side of his head.
Upon hearing this news, I wasn't all that angry.
But it keeps weighing on me that while my brother was in the hospital, this guy was at home living it up. While my brother was stressing about school, this guy was the reason. And it makes me so pissed off.
My brother said that everyone involved was making racial slurs towards him for being white.
My parents are trying to take action, at least. My dad took pictures of his wounds and the hospital has records of his visit.

Later that night, my mom and I went to dinner at my grandparents'. My grandma was being more homophobic and racist and transphobic and all sorts of hateful, more so than usual. I think she was angry about the guy who beat up my brother. We all are. But does it really help to be more racist back? All it does is fan the flames.
I got really upset with the things she was saying. And while I know she loves me, I know she'll never accept me for who I am. And I may as well never talk to her about it, either. She's set in her ways.
Another thing that upsets me is that my family literally did not/does not care when I get stressed out, and they only care about my brother's mental state when things get violent. I don't understand people. I don't think I ever will.

The important thing is that my brother is okay.

I find myself missing Ashley, and my life a few years ago, sometimes. I miss living with my dad and Tina in a house where I had a lovely room and I was woken up by either my dad playing guitar loudly in my room or Tina's seeing-eye dog licking my face. I miss making my dad some coffee in the morning and going downstairs to spend all night drinking Mountain Dew and chatting with people. I miss having friends over to cosplay with and slide down the stairs until we got rugburn. I miss having homecooked meals. I miss my old best friend, before she changed, and how we would laugh at everything and talk for hours on end.
I miss my dad, I think. I should go see him soon.
I don't think I really miss her, though. I think I just miss having a real best friend. I mean, my boyfriend is the closest person to me and we talk all the time about everything and it's the most perfect thing. But I miss having someone to talk to about my adventures with him and to "girl-talk" with. I miss having close friends.

And even if she wanted to be my friend, I don't think I would let her ever get that close to me again. We could be acquaintances but nothing more. I still hate her for everything she did to me. I'm not one to hold grudges or be unforgiving, but she ruined me. She manipulated me into being her little follower. Ruined what little self-esteem I had, and always made me feel guilty for just existing. She was the definition of "energy-vampire".
People tend to not realize that abusive friendships are a thing that happens. I wish it had more awareness.

So I'm really happy to have gotten away from her. I have my own personality, and I've become so self-aware of myself now. It's awesome! I can finally like things that I "wasn't allowed" to like. I can finally be myself. c:

But I have my boyfriend, who is a perfect sweetie. We've been talking a lot lately about our future together. He asked me about proposing to me last night. /)w( while that is a long way away, I'm still so excited and it makes me feel so honored that he wants to spend his life with me, of all people.

I don't think I've mentioned this on here, but I've come to the conclusion that I'm an empath. I feel the emotions of people around me. I think it explains a lot of things in my life. Why I'm so over-sensitive and such. It's both a blessing and a curse.
Also I associate people with a lot of things, like colors, emotions, objects, sensations, etc.
I believe pretty firmly in karma and magic and superstition, and horoscope stuff. But not literally. I believe these things can influence people's lives. They can make you think and do things without being direct.
Idk I just felt like explaining my spirituality, for some reason...

I'm so excited for the Christmas season! :D but also thanksgiving o: it's going to be awesome. I plan to cook and bake a lot.

I think I'll end this before I ramble on much further xD

-The Rambling Prince

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