Hey people! HadesGeneral here! It's great to be able to continue fanfiction again, considering my laptop broke and then I couldn't access my AO3 account... Anyway it's great to be back! I am total Solangelo and Malec trash. Yes, I am one of those fans whose OTPs are gayer than a glittering rainbow unicorn. In Magnus's case almost literally, but that's not the point. I prefer to stick as close to cannon as possible (except for the case of Drarry, which is my dirty little secret...I don't know why I like it I just kinda do...) and I read very few AU fics. I do have an obsession with pirate Solangelo which I have found very few of. Maybe I'll write one? I have a serious love (problem) of music. Seriously it's ridiculous. My friend want to disown me because I adore Imagine Dragons, Fall Out Boy, and Green Day. In case no one noticed I totally ramble and I'm totally ok with annoying the Tartarus out of people. If I ever mention my cousins Haley and Clinton please note that I dote on them and one day their parents will kill me because I will have turned them into spoiled brats. If I use the word gods, spell damn as dam, make random quotes, swear on the Styx, and or curse like Holy Hera or Hades Helm don't think I'm crazy. Well, understand I'm crazy just know that there's a reason. Not a good one but... Oh, well. Bye!!!!

Just heard this amazing lullaby that my friend sang to my little cousins! Put those adorable darlings right to sleep. Not very child appropriate but neither is rock-a-bye baby. Here it is:

March little soldier off to war

March little soldier to what's in store

March little soldier to battles cold

Grim face set and bright eyes bold

March little soldier over land

Over sea and desert sand

March little soldier to wastelands bleak

March little soldier to mountain peak

March little soldier through blood and sweat

Carrying brother across the fret

Bloody battles you shall see

For love and life and family

Return little soldier to where you came

Broken, bloody, cold, and lame

Heart is torn to be resewn

As soldiers find themselves...alone