#crystalamaris

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crystalamaris ha respondido a tu publicación:[[MOR] Teacher: Sir apparently your daugther...

I wanna see the dingledongle fishies

I will show ya when I get Home , but I'm proud of her. 

[scarele]

crystalamaris replied to your post:Aaaaand I’m back to feeling miniscule again. I...

*hugs tightly*

I'll be okay. Just may take a day or so to get over it. Boyfriend's going to be over after work to give me some attention and then pass out on my bed.

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[crisisrain]

RAVEN! *tackles and knocks out of chair, cuddling* HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

" Happy Halloween fer ya too Sweetheart~"

[immortalossan-archive-blog]

"So..." (from Schwann~)

"Heh… We should do that again sometime. Wait, if we call each other brothers, does this count as incest?”

[aschthebravevesperian]

Okay, I did it. I sang a really abridged version of "Volare" by Dean Martin for you all. I had to take a few noticeable breathes while I was singing, because I have asthma and I just don't sing like I used to. Plus I have a slight lisp which can be embarrassing I am so gomen.

But otherwise, I think it's pretty good! Kind of! So... here!

Also, a little bonus for Minky <3

[spiritscalling]

Obituary for Warden Theo~ ((cause your sis is a butt.))

[[My sis is a butt. I'll be right back after going to smack her upside the head.]]

Her eyes gazed across the few people who had showed for the funeral. Most were wardens and a few had spoken great words about how he was a leader who was there when they needed it. Brought them through the changes that happened after their Joining. Some were friends, fought alongside during the Blight. She didn’t understand how she ended up before the pyre in front of a solemn crowd. But there were stories to be told.

“A few knew he loved to sing. A great voice that could carry quite a ways or carry a room from one emotion to the next. But he also had another passion: drawing. His sketches complimented my own and I’ve kept every one he’s given to me. Books upon books of sketches he kept hidden away, but I would find them, make sure they were saved and able to last the test of time. But it was his heart that was the greatest thing of all.

Without that heart many of us wouldn’t be here. He fought for what was right and made sure we all knew where he stood. Without that heart I would have died a long time ago. And without that heart I wouldn’t have known just how the world could be instead of how everything was a threat.” Her voice cracked. “I will miss not having him around, there is a hole he left behind, but all of you are a part of him. And I will make sure that you are all treated the same way.” Her head bowed, she came back to the group and a recruit simply set his hand on her shoulder. She was not a warden, but they treated her as if they were one of their ranks. They were his children as much as they were hers.