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ReunitedBrought from her sleep by movement on her bed, Tat frowned. She was barely awake, her refusal to open her eyes proof enough, and she wasn't really happy about being woken up so early.Reunited by SmexyHajiSan
"Go away, dog..." the woman grumbled, figuring it was one of her pets that had been the one to wake her. She had shut the door, but the occasional clever dog could figure how to manipulate the knob and get inside. She scowled and swatted the offending intruder when they proceeded to only come closer, increasing her irritation.
"Get!" she commanded, a little louder and firmer this time.
"You didn't miss me?"
Instead of the heavy thud of paws touching the floor, a voice had responded, and it jolted the woman fully awake. She sat upright, whipping her head behind her to see who had managed to break into her house, and the face that greeted her made tears spring into her eyes before she even realized what was going on.
The butler smiled softly at her, using the last bit of his strength to sc
I'm Coming HomeWhen William fell, he fell hard.I'm Coming Home by SmexyHajiSan
His entrance back to earth was akin to a shooting star, a streak of light across the sky before he was thrown into a body of water with tremendous force.
A huge splash and wave of water followed his crash, flowing outwards in big ripples to smash against the nearby shoreline and swallow up the beach for several seconds.
A child had noted the phenomenon, and she came running when she had heard the crash so close to her. She pushed the water weeds that grew along the banks out of her way to see the water, the surface calming as whatever had landed in it sunk to the bottom.
She stayed, observing. Had it been a rock? Maybe it was a bird, or one of those weird satellites that they had learned about in school in the main village.
The water remained calm after several minutes and the girl crept forwards. She stepped into the water, rolling up her pant legs as far as she could and tried to peer into the depths.
Her reflection looked back at her, a sm
The White VoidWilliam felt the warmth.The White Void by SmexyHajiSan
It caressed him, the fuzzy, gentle feeling seeping into his bones and reaching to his very soul, warming that up too.
His eyes opened, glancing up at white blankness. There was nothing. No sky, no sun to give him this feeling he acquainted with the world he had lived on for centuries. He was dead. He wasn't anywhere. Or, he shouldn't be...
A quickly glance to his right showed him nothing more than more white, and the same was found on his left. He couldn't lift his head to see behind him, if there was even anything to be seen back there. He felt paralyzed, but he wasn't alarmed. No, the warmth swaddled him, lapping gently at his being like the ocean did the coast. He felt weightless, as if he were floating.
What a strange place.
William was sure that when his kind died there was nothing more. There was no heaven for angels. Angels weren't supposed to die, after all.
But he had, and yet he was concious, stuck here in this void of warm white.
The angel blinked sl
Changing TimesGeneral was back.Changing Times by SmexyHajiSan
Her giant steed, always dressed in black and white, was finally back home.
She wasn’t sure what to do with herself.
Tat had thought she would spend the rest of her life in misery, both her butler/lover and her trusty mount ripped from her by unseen forces that she could do nothing to stop. It had created a void, one so deep she hadn’t even attempted to fix besides the occasional patch job through compulsive hobbies or purchases, but now she had something back.
When she had first seen General, all shabby and worn and torn, she had cried. Her horse had been butchered, his coat dull and his head hanging low from the lack of muscle tone he had to hold it up. His full mane and tail were missing, chopped off by blades. She knew that the hair probably hadn’t been worth saving but it was still a part of her stallion, and she felt the humiliation radiating of the Chevalier as his proud form was reduced to one of pity.
“I’m so sorry.” She apo
Artist FeaturesBecause who doesn't like a little feature? And these people are awesome and lovely people.AthenaMyth
Equinara Just got a lovely black and blue peafowl nordie whom I'm anticipating seeing a lot of. She also enjoys playing with new poses with her artwork which is refreshing to see!
Tesurii has a lovely style and some very lovely Cavitto babies she shows off with that style. Poor Rauco has some fun times ahead with his young colt's antics.
SmexyHajiSan has a great storyline between both her kennel and stable which is definitely worth reading about. Her art of her Kreiges shows them off in the best light, which definitely doesn't hurt the breeds reputation.
45 Facts I Bet You Didn't Know About Black Butler1. In episode 17, when Undertaker is in the pot of salt, Sebastian holds his handkerchief to his nose. This implies demons have an aversion to salt, whether it be rock salt or just salt in general. This wouldn't be such an outrageous statement, seeing as some other shows, movies, and books (ex. Supernatural) say that salt is good for keeping demons at bay by sprinkling a trail in front of doors or windows to keep them out of a house.HeavenLightYukiko
2. Sebastian is based off of a French inquisitor (noble, officer running a certain part of an area). How? "Sebastien" lived in 16th century France, and was most famous for his books on demon possession and classification. His books are still somewhat used today.
3. In the most recent manga arc as well as other times within the manga, Sebastian is seen wearing rosary beads along with his teacher outfit. Whether this be of arrogance or not, this shows that Sebastian is not affected by many "holy" things (ex. Rosaries, holy water, etc.).
4. St. Sebastian of M
OBM is an official HARPG Registered Stable
Home to the Legendary OBM Lieutenant General Brewster
Old Burchard Manor, previously known as Once In A Blue Moon Stables, sits on 500 sprawling green acres full of rolling fields. It underwent a name change after the death of the estate butler, William E. Burchard, in 2013. In his honor, the grounds appearance, name, and theme were changed.
There are 2 stables with 100 total stalls and dozens of open pastures and natural trails to explore. Our facilities combine vintage ideals to new age techniques and aid us in creating the best horses for our, or your, needs. Our trainers and staff live for the horses, and have been raising the best ever in the state of Illinois since December of 2012. Old Burchard Manor is also a registered fox hunting stable, with yearly drag and live hunts.
Old Burchard Manor focuses on working, pleasure, and hunting horses of various breeds. It's dedicated to bringing the sophisticated society and mannerisms of the Edwardian Era to the present and therefore function is more important than breed in some aspects. Our Edwardian theme is also what separates us from the rest, making a visit to our grounds one to remember.
We hope you enjoy your time here with us, and we hope to see you again when its time to part.