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Joined 09-29-17, id: 1101389, Profile Updated: 02-10-18
Author has written 5 stories for Essay, Life, Biography, and Fantasy.

Hi! I'm Klaudie.

I am but a smol, smol bean in a big, big world.

Also I like to read.

And write.

A lot.

Name: Klaudie. Klaudia. My name isn't actually Klaudie/Klaudia but I've taken to using that name as a bit of an alias on the internet.

Nickname: Klaudie/Klaudia. Inky. Whatever floats your boat.

Age: I'm a teen. 'Nuff said.

Languages: Fluent in English, Bullshit, and Memes. Trying to learn Spanish and German. Also taking courses in Dutch, Italian, and French, but concentrating on Spanish and German first and foremostly. Maybe going to start courses in other languages someday, once I'm better at the ones I'm currently trying to learn.

Nationality: American. I typically live in the state of Denial, but you didn't hear that from me.

Skin Color: I'm one of the palest pale people that you'd ever meet. Think a cross between Prussia and Canada-level pale.

Hair Color: Brown. Just brown. The author in me wants to be more descriptive, but the me in me is lazy.

Eye Color: Hazel-Green. The color tends to shift depending on what I'm wearing and what kind of lighting I'm in.

Siblings: I have a lovely older half-sister who I frequently fangirl with and a younger brother who steals my books sometimes. I steal his in return.

Profession: Full-time student, eternal insomniac, unhealthy workaholic.

Hobbies: Writing. Drawing. Brainstorming character designs. Ice-skating. Learning languages. Desperately trying to improve my flexibility so I can ice-skate better. Sewing. Painting. Arts and crafts in general. Singing. Learning history.

Likes: Books, anime, Hetalia, fandoms, sarcasm, satire, history. My dog.

Dislikes: Being social with people I don't know well. I can't do it. For someone who ice-skates, I'm not all that athletic. Skating is literally the only exception to this rule. Sorry.

Tends to: Apologize a lot.

Disorders: Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder (ADHD). I also have anxiety that manifests in many forms, mostly in public speaking and being social. Prone to panic attacks and mental breakdowns. If you want to ask me about it, go ahead and shoot.

Accounts: I have an account on Fanfiction.net here and an account on Archive of Our Own here. I post under the username Klaudie on Archive of Our Own and under the username Inky-Paws on Fanfiction.Net.

If you have a question, feel free to PM me.

My stories tend to be pretty... sadistic. I'm a very cruel author who takes delight in the tears of my... children. (characters.) *giggles awkwardly*

On that note, I'll probably mostly write twisted but semi-applicable stories to real life, mostly about issues that I personally deal with such as stress, anxiety, etc. (I vent through my writing. It's comforting for me.) I might post the occasional one-shot, maybe a long-running story or two. I might post the occasional essay written for class that I kinda liked. I wouldn't expect frequent updates or posts or anything of that nature though.

Am I Alive: No. Who are you kidding? I died inside long ago when I entered writing-hell. Now I am a literal writer-demon-thing. On a more serious note, I do try to post once or twice a month as a kind of personal goal but school hits me like a bullet train and between homework, studying, sewing, ice-skating, etc., there's no real guarantee that I'll always be able to post. Updates will be infrequent but occurring.

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Immolation by Obluda
Sometimes I have visions. They are never of good things.
Poetry: War - Rated: T - English - Horror/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 133 - Favs: 1 - Published: 12/12/2017
Dear Anxiety by SingStar234 reviews
This was originally a letter I wrote to my anxiety but I've changed it around a little to make it into a poem format. The title says it all.
Poetry: War - Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 342 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Published: 11/2/2017 - Complete
The Ottoman Defiance by Spleriia Emperor Splerii
The year was 1915. The year since the outbreak of the Gallipoli Campaign in the First World War. As the Turks struggled against their foes, all of them knew that their defiance against the invaders would contribute greatly for their patriotism, honor and glory to their very motherland - The Ottoman Empire.
Poetry: War - Rated: T - English - Chapters: 1 - Words: 150 - Favs: 1 - Published: 10/20/2017 - Complete
The Signal Shot That Rang From The Great Cruiser Aurora by Spleriia Emperor Splerii
The date is October 1917. The date that had fired a signal shot from the cannon of a cruiser which in turn sparked a vast revolution that forever changes the entire structure of the erstwhile Russian Empire.
Poetry: War - Rated: T - English - Chapters: 1 - Words: 225 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 1 - Published: 10/19/2017 - Complete
The Legela's Poem: Economy and Industry by Spleriia Emperor Splerii
When imperialism prevails, so did the economy and industry that follows.
Poetry: Work - Rated: K - English - Chapters: 1 - Words: 108 - Favs: 2 - Published: 10/2/2017 - Complete
Stress by TintaBranca reviews
Do I swim? Do I fly? Do I just - wave goodbye?
Poetry: School - Rated: T - English - Angst/Drama - Chapters: 1 - Words: 139 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 3 - Published: 3/13/2017 - Complete
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Explaining My Anxiety to Friends and Family, by a Person with Anxiety
In which I explain anxiety for the folks who just don't seem to get it. Rated T for darker themes and for the occasional curse word.
Poetry: Life - Rated: T - English - Poetry/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 1 - Words: 3,139 - Published: 2/15 - Complete
One, Two
"Eleven, twelve, we begin to delve. (...) Fifteen, sixteen, we hear a scream. Seventeen, eighteen, was that Jeanne? Nineteen, twenty, where is Penny? Twenty-one, twenty-two, we can't get through. Twenty-three, twenty-four we can hear it's roar. Twenty-five, twenty-six, throw some screams into the mix. Twenty-seven, twenty-eight, can't see straight."
Fiction: Fantasy - Rated: K+ - English - Poetry/Adventure - Chapters: 1 - Words: 450 - Published: 12/21/2017 - Complete
The Girl That I Have Not yet Met
"My flaws ate me alive, while I struggled to get out of their mouths, to escape their sharp, gnawing teeth. Always silently screaming, but no one hearing the whole stanza. I scream, and scream, and scream. And I panic. The anxiety builds up. It combines with the stress, with the lack of will, with the internal battle, and a panic attack ensues..."
Fiction: Biography - Rated: K+ - English - Poetry/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,244 - Published: 12/7/2017 - Complete
Here's To
"Here's to the ones who hurt and cut, and here's to the ones whose lives are in a rut. (...) Here's to the ones who lack the will, and here's to the ones who end up in the hospital. Here's to the ones who can't deal with the strife, and here's to the ones who ended their life." Trigger Warning: If you are sensitive to self-harm, suicide, depression, abuse, etc, please do not read.
Poetry: Life - Rated: T - English - Tragedy/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 432 - Favs: 1 - Published: 11/23/2017 - Complete
On Racism: Its History, Relevancy, and Prevention
Disclaimer: This was an essay written in class. In it, I tackle the subject of racism, but because it's a tricky topic, this essay contains information that some might find sensitive. If this is a touchy topic for you, don't read this. Absolutely no offense is meant; it was written for educational purposes, and if I have offended you, I apologize in advance. Full disclaimer inside.
Fiction: Essay - Rated: K+ - English - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,194 - Published: 11/11/2017 - Complete