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Sean Looking at Leopold (blurb)
Leopold was everything.  Sun and moon, knight and king, lover and love-ee, the one who carried Sean and the one whom Sean carried.  He'd placed the stars, as far as Sean could tell, and then had promptly forgotten where they were and what they were called so that Sean could teach them to him.
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For my Watchers
I would just like to say
that everyone here cares about you
or would, if given the chance.
Here we care about murderers,
cannibals,
hunters,
angels,
demons,
riders,
fighters,
aliens,
impossible things,
regular people,
We care about them all.
So please don’t believe
not for one second
that we won’t care about you.
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Literature
Memories
i see you sitting there in my mind's eye
it's been a long time since last we spoke
and in the long, drawn-out silence that is our newfound relationship
i find that i have forgotten your smile, your laugh, your very scent.
and all of a sudden
while in a strange place that is yet familiar to me
it hits me all over again
and i carry the smell of your presence with me for the rest of the day
because it has burrowed into my clothes, my hair, my skin
and i have not the strength nor the desire to banish it from them.
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Literature
Germany/Reader: Of Knife Blades and Life-Risking7
Gasping, you stared unseeingly at the German across the table, a ringing in your ears and a terrible feeling in your gut.  Your backpack, your planner, your laptop!  You had everything in that pack, everything!  To-do lists...addresses...the keys to your house...!
All at once you were on your feet, a sharp crack signalling your chair hitting the floor as it toppled from your sudden movement.  Ludwig looked up with wide eyes, worry clear in his face, but you were turning and stumbling...running now...out the door, down the hall, and onto the lawn of the hospital.  Your headache had returned full-force to slam into your temples, and your sore legs protested the strain, but you forced yourself on.  The phrase "Always returns to the scene of the crime" was dancing in your head to the beat of your pulse, adding to the knotting of your stomach.  You saw nothing but the twists and turns you had to take to return to the alleyway you'd been in only yesterday as your mind flew ahead to th
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Mature content
A Twenty-Year Bridge :iconlady-crusaderkira:Lady-CrusaderKira 60 46
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TRIGGER WARNING--SeanxLeo: Fight :iconlady-crusaderkira:Lady-CrusaderKira 0 0
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Literature
Goodbyes and the Way we handle them ((Sean/Leo))
If there was one thing Sean dreaded and loved together in equal parts, it was the end of the school year.
To see everyone running around and scrambling to get things done left him whirling in their wake, sympathetic to the worries and stresses of all the students--and, if he were being completely honest--especially his own.  Some frustrated him (the slackers, having left all to wait until the last minute) while some made him anxious (ambitious projects so often abandoned for lack of time to complete them in) and others filled him with joy and pride (the flustered movements of the seniors, and especially his seniors, trying to pull their lives together long enough to reach graduation).  He alternatively beamed with pride and tried to suppress tears the entire last week; the latter became impossible when the most advanced class he taught gave their final critiques of everyone's work.  To see them have come so far--he made a point of saving their first work in his cl
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Literature
Sick--Leo and the Writer
"Leo?"  Kira poked her head in the door.  "Hey Leo?  You've been awful quiet lately...I came to check on you."  She frowned a little as she stepped into his house.  She didn't like invading her creations' home lives--it had taken long enough to get them to leave her head sometimes--but she felt she needed to check in every once in a while.  Especially when she felt like something was up.  When Sean had called and said he'd been sent away, she knew Leopold wasn't himself.
Not finding a trace of him downstairs, she crept to the upper level, knocking on his bedroom door and softly calling his name.  A muffled groan from within told her to go away, so she shrugged and pushed open the door.
"Oh, Leo," she mumbled, seeing him under all the covers on the bed, a dull look in his glassy eyes.  "You got sick with me, huh."  He nodded, a shiver passing through him that could be seen even with all the blankets on him.
"I'm sorry," Kira whisp
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Crossover1a
Sean sighed and slid out of bed, setting his book to the side.  He didn't like locking the door on Leopold, but Leo insisted that he did when he went to bed.  "It's not that much trouble to carry a key," he would grumble.  "I'll be fine, Sean."  Sean hated to do it, but if Leo insisted--and he did--he supposed it wasn't going to kill him.
Feeling his way down the stairs, Sean frowned to himself.  He should have brought a flashlight, he thought, but he'd only be down for a minute, so he supposed it would be all right.
That was the last thought he had before he missed the last step and fell down the stairs.
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Sean collided with something that ripped the breath out of him, but it wasn't hard enough to be the floor.  Coughing a little, Sean probed the thing with his fingertips.  It was a person.  "L-Leo?"  The person under him groaned, shifting under Sean and throwing him off when he sat up.  Sean rolled away and stood shakily, calling Le
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Literature
Mean: SeanxLeo
Leopold sighed in relief as he walked into the house.  It had been a long, long day at work; he was looking forward to seeing Sean, having a short dinner, and drifting off to sleep.
"Sean?" he called, setting his briefcase on the counter and undoing his tie, tossing it on top.  "Sean, are you home?"  Silence met his ears, and Leo began to worry.  Taking a deep breath in an effort to keep calm, he began systematically searching the house.
It didn't take long for him to find Sean's form in the living room.  Something was wrong, though; his shoulders hunched, giving a sense of frailty, and every once in a while a whimper or a sniffle would escape him.
Leopold slowly approached him.  "Sean?" he murmured again, gently putting a hand on his shoulder.  Sean shrunk away, sniffling again.  "Sean, what's wrong?"  Leo moved around the end of the couch and sank onto the cushion next to him.  "What happened?"  One hand made its way up to
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Secret Santa Gift~
Max was very excited.  His family was blurring past him, dancing all around him, trying to prepare for something large and important.  Max didn't quite know what was going on, but it was beginning to smell delicious in the house, all kinds of lovely scents floating around and making his mouth water.  
He ran around eagerly, helping as best he could, checking that everyone was getting their jobs done.  It seemed like they were, but he couldn't possibly take the chance, because it seemed like whatever was happening really was important.  Looking up at his family, he made happy, excited sounds, spinning around as he tried to keep everyone in sight all at once.  They were in and out of the kitchen, though, running around the house.  A great big green thing was set up in the middle of the living room, and the people closest to Max's height were hanging all sorts of things on it; shiny things, grimy things, painted things, and paper things.  Something
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Literature
Weeping Angel x Unknown
She had been alone for so long that it was impossible to know her name.  No records existed from a time so long gone; she herself had long forgotten.  All that penetrated her skin was hunger.  At one point, she'd felt it all – fear at what she was, horror at the things she'd done to survive, and the confusion that came with changing multiple times in a day from flesh to flint and back again.  If she'd been able to feel anything besides hunger, it would have been the loneliness that defined every Angel.  It was the last feeling to surface, and it had been the longest to endure.  No one spoke to her, apart from the grieving who mistook her for a being of purity; no one saw her, really saw her; no one touched her except for her many victims the moment before they were gone forever.  It was an empty, barren life, and if she'd been capable of thinking such thoughts, she would have wished for it to end.  The hunger wouldn't have allowed for her to try it if she'd wanted it in any case.
Then,
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Literature
Death and Dying.2
A car door slammed and the sound of running footsteps squelched through the mud.  The running figure paused in the rain, trying to see through the nasty weather.  Seeming to find what it was looking for, the figure changed course, veering off to the left, weaving through waist-high obstacles.  It called out--a male voice--looking for someone, looking for-
"Sean!"
The broken noises drew the man on, faster and faster, until he saw the young man bent over, kneeling in the mud, his forehead and his arms braced against the ground.
"Sean!"
The running man slid to stop, trying to keep his footing, and collapsed to his knees.
"Sean..."
He wrapped his arms around Sean and pulled him up, pressing him up into his chest.
"Shhhhhhh..." Leopold murmured, rocking Sean slowly.  Sean's arms came up and his fingers wound stiffly into Leo's suit, sobs ripping their way through his vocal chords.  Leo noticed a bouquet of water-soaked, mud-ruined flowers by his side; his eyes flicked to the gravestone and
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Dancing Fever
Carlisle Cullen smiled, enjoying the crisp chill of the winter air.  Things had been going well recently; he was getting better and better at controlling his bloodlust, and as a result, he felt so much less...monstrous.  The change in how he viewed himself had made everything around him brighter, more vibrant.  Life seemed to be more like life again and less like pergatory!  Carlisle took a deep breath, savoring the sharp spike of winter air in his lungs.
The one thing that he did still feel was lonely.  He hated the long nights, the indistinguisible days, and the years which sliped by as fast as sand through an hourglass, yet dragged as slowly as silk over sandpaper.  He wished to find someone to pass the time with...yet he was not yet quite comfortable with his control.  While he felt comfortable enough to smile at the hospital now, there was still a noticible relaxation in his demeanor when he walked into his apartment.  That being the case...
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/waves to all of you/  You're so cute, all of you.  And I love you.  And I wanted you to know that.  <3

Anyway, I'm trying to decide...to I delete this account and make another?  Or just make another?  Or just tidy this one up?  :/  There's so much dark stuff in my past that I don't want to carry forward...but I don't want to lose them, either.  And I'd hate to lose contact with any of you who still look at this page.  >.>'''  Especially MissLunaRose and Iszy-chan, who are so near and dear to my heart!  <3  And of course, usukiland, but no way in heck is it possible for us to lose track of each other.  :P

Maybe I'll just take a bunch of stuff down, save it to a tumblr or something... >.>''''  I'm just not sure.

What do you (anyone?) think?  :P


EDIT:  Some old journals are gone.  ^_^
  • Listening to: Dark Cabaret Music
  • Reading: Fanfiction. So much fanfiction.
  • Watching: Strange Magic. Again.
  • Playing: Like I'm not cramping like heeeeell
  • Eating: Dark chocolate
  • Drinking: Rootbeer and milk. Separately. Don't be nasty.
/waves to all of you/  You're so cute, all of you.  And I love you.  And I wanted you to know that.  <3

Anyway, I'm trying to decide...to I delete this account and make another?  Or just make another?  Or just tidy this one up?  :/  There's so much dark stuff in my past that I don't want to carry forward...but I don't want to lose them, either.  And I'd hate to lose contact with any of you who still look at this page.  >.>'''  Especially MissLunaRose and Iszy-chan, who are so near and dear to my heart!  <3  And of course, usukiland, but no way in heck is it possible for us to lose track of each other.  :P

Maybe I'll just take a bunch of stuff down, save it to a tumblr or something... >.>''''  I'm just not sure.

What do you (anyone?) think?  :P


EDIT:  Some old journals are gone.  ^_^
  • Listening to: Dark Cabaret Music
  • Reading: Fanfiction. So much fanfiction.
  • Watching: Strange Magic. Again.
  • Playing: Like I'm not cramping like heeeeell
  • Eating: Dark chocolate
  • Drinking: Rootbeer and milk. Separately. Don't be nasty.

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Lady-CrusaderKira
Awesomesauce
Artist | Hobbyist | Varied
United States
It's my second time writing one of these from scratch, and I still don't know what to put here. xD Maybe someday!

Hello there! :wave: My name around these internet-y parts is Kira. :3 Welcome to my page! :heart::hug:

I'm a Lutheran-brand Christian. :) I would love to debate you, if you wish, but you had better keep in mind that if you start by insulting my positions, it's not going to work out well for you. :)

I look older than I am, or so I've been told. I love attending classes, even though I no longer go with all of my friends. :'( But that's okay, we keep in touch here and elsewhere. :) And of course, I have many new friends here, too. :)

I play the clarinet, once played piano--I still drabble in it--and I am looking to learn both the ocarina and the violin. :)
I speak American English, mediocre High German, and I know a handful of words in Japanese, Italian, French, Spanish, Russian, and Norwegian. :)
If you ever meet me in person, it is likely that I will break into very random spurts of the above languages. And sometimes accents. :D

I'll play pretty much any sport or game you can offer up. :) I am competitive and love to be around people. ^ ^

I'm absolutely in love with so many fandoms that it is absolutely ridiculous. XD I sing like my heart is breaking, drink in shows and movies like it's going out of style, and read as if I will lose my precious ability to comprehend the written word any moment.

I am a writer, a painter, a drawer, a carver, a fighter, a lover, a crafter, a weaver, a pirate, a ninja, and an absolutely abnormal girl. :) I am fearfully and wonderfully made!
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CedarWoods Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist

Dear fellow artist, 


Here's a playlist of song demos by Flora, an independent band formed by my niece, nephew & I


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MissLunaRose Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2014   General Artist
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOU AMAZING PERSON! :tighthug: You've graced this world for one more year now, and I couldn't be gladder! I hope you have an awesome day.

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Lady-CrusaderKira Featured By Owner Jan 13, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you, Luna!  :tighthug:  My birthday was great fun indeed.  21st and all.  :P  We had some drinks and watched funny films!  :)
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Taisa-Winged Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2014   Artisan Crafter
Thank You for the +fav
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Lady-CrusaderKira Featured By Owner Dec 24, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
You're very welcome!  :3
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Indolency Featured By Owner Oct 1, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for the watch and watch, so SO much!
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Lady-CrusaderKira Featured By Owner Oct 29, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
No problem!  ^ ^
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Thanks for the fave !
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You're quite welcome!
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ty for the faves ^_^
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