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“ i didn’t know where else to go. “
Usually, Yang wasn't up this late. She also usually didn't come ambling into Qrow's temporary tent in the tribe. But here she is, squirming her way under the blankets with her uncle while she sniffs and rubs nightmare-induced tears from her eyes. Adjusting to life in the tribe could be exhausting for her, and she didn't like to show Raven she was struggling, so it seemed like whenever Qrow was there? He was being wrapped around by arms legs and tail when Yang wanted to be sad in a safe environment. Tonight, it was nightmares that led her to disrupt her uncle's sleep. At least it wasn't cause she hurt herself again.
Qrow had long ago left the tribe with no intention to return. But after Summer...no, he wouldn't linger on that specific memory. He'd made himself return when he came to visit Tai and learned that Raven had taken Yang. Nothing he said or did could convince his sister to let his niece return to Tai, so he now returned for a week after each mission for Ozpin to keep company with Yang.
He'd spent the majority of this night staring at the framed photo of Team STRQ on the table set next to his flask. Then all the sudden, he felt the smaller body of his niece clinging to him. She was a trembling leaf tonight. Something spooked her.
"Hey, Snapdragon." Qrow rolled over and hand cupped the back of her head. "You know you can always come visit when I'm in."
#Get It Hot (answered)#clockwork---heart#Rust & Dust (ic)#skidqrow#RWBY RP#|| wholesome yet sad#|| new custom verse for my co-writer?#|| not sure yet!
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"Want me to tuck you in, too?" yang, in a shockingly sincere, if very tired, sounding voice
"I'm not a child, Yang." She said automatically, as she climbed into bed. "I can tuck myself in." But she would be lying if she said she didn't appreciate the offer. But Yang wasn't Klein. Klein was the only person she would allow to tuck her in and he wasn't here. The former heiress climbed into bed, pulling the covers up so they reached her chin, before turning to face her teammate. "But thanks for the offer."
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actual sincere question for ares just because I'm curious LMAO
does this guy even take care of the ""weaker"" sex or is he a lil bitch who preaches about strength and expects the ground he walks on to be worshipped for no reason
Basically to answer your question.
He's basically a lil bitch ass boy that needs another ASS WHUPPING From either
HIDEYOSHI
OR FUCKING BLADE
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Blake finds Yang slumping into their side, curling limbs and tail around the other until the dragon faunus has decidedly settled in for a comfy little nap.
Taking a light sip of the hot mint tea that had been brought out for him , the smell of the mint mixed with a hint of parsley helped wake him up a bit .
Even though it had only been about a week since they'd finally arrived to Atlas , delivering the Relic of Knowledge to arguably the safest location on all of Remnant at the moment ... he knew better than to let these days of peace simply go by as normal given all that they had learned of it in their travels to bring it to safety in the first place .
The Relic itself posed a danger , a fact they had made certain of informing General Ironwood of once they'd arrived . As such , it's location was one that changed upon the hour , with only their team , and a select few individuals outside of it being kept informed of it's whereabouts when it was moved , and when it arrived .
It was best to keep the relic away from areas heavily populated by people , and at the moment ... Blake was hard at work sketching away at a solution to their current dilemma .
It had been quite some time since he'd last set foot inside of this room , an office space separate from his private dormitory that he'd been gifted some time ago with his rise through the ranks of the Academy . One that he'd decorated to his liking with time . Shelves lined from end to end with books separated by wooden dividers composed the entirety of the right hand side of the wall . Furniture situated around the room with the back end containing a spacious desk with a keyboard that was ready to connect to the Military's main network as needed .
He was currently sitting on a couch , lightly rapping his stylus pen against his elbow .
He'd been diligently working for hours now on this project , with the broken moon long since haven risen into the night skies over them ... working like this as ironic as it might have sounded was actually therapeutic for him . When faced with a problem he couldn't solve , it helped to take a break away from it by focusing on what he could solve . What was actually in front of him .
Making occasional swipes in the air with his stylus pen , the 3D holographic model being projected by the projector in front of him spun , twisted , and conformed to his desired shape with each of his strokes .
What was he working on ? An intricate and multi leveled prison system ... but one that was meant to hold only one prisoner ... and one he wasn't yet certain of how to catch or how to properly contain for that matter . That was why this system was just his best guess for now , a means of preserving hope that they still might win against an enemy that was now apparently an immortal being .
Had the revelation not come from the mouth of a literal genie in a bottle , he'd had never believed such a thing . Could Salem have possessed incredible regenerative powers as her semblance ? Yes , that he'd believe but the concept of immortality ? unaffected by the flow of time ? That ... that was still something he needed to wrap his head around .
Where there was life , there was also death . How could there exist a being outside of the gods of remnant that weren't bound to that cycle ?
They still had a question remaining that they could ask the Relic of Knowledge , and what that question would be , when it would be asked ? That would be left up to Ruby . Though , he wasn't going to sit idly by and wait for it to be revealed to him .
This prison system , if they could find a way to catch Salem , even if they couldn't put her down for good , maybe they could imprison her somehow . Somewhere far enough away where her ability to call the Grimm was rendered useless . Somewhere dark enough that she'd never see the light of day for the rest of eternity .
But where could such a place be found ... could he even create such a thing ? Or did it already exist somewhere without them knowing of it ?
Feeling a light headache starting to come on the faunus pinched his brows . There were so many more questions that he wanted to ask , but for now it seemed that Professor Ozpin resigned himself to silence within the boy they'd found .
With the door to his office sliding open , his feline ears perked as he spotted Yang at the doorway .
" Having trouble sleeping ? "
He'd given his teammates his dormitory to use as it was more comfortable than the standard bunks issued to new students and he didn't mind sleeping on the couch in his office at all .
" Yang , you don't need to worry about me . I'm fine , I promise "
Smiling as she silently walked towards him , he could only guess that she might have pitied him for his current sleeping situation but he'd , they'd all certainly slept on worse not all that long ago after all hadn't they ? The journey to Atlas hadn't been an easy one , challenges waiting for them along the way , seemingly at every turn .
As the dragon faunus embraced him , wrapping the length of her tail , and her arms around him before settling in . He found himself blushing at her sudden touch , before smiling softly as his tail moved to intertwine itself with hers .
Saving the rough draft of the 3D model he'd created , he supposed ... that maybe just one night of rest wouldn't be so bad right ? Maybe just for tonight he could take a break ... and maybe the answer they were seeking would make itself known to them tomorrow . Setting down his stylus on the elevated pedestal . The display would go dark , saved , to be worked on again at another time .
He'd place a light kiss to her forehead .
" Good night , Yang "
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Ren's coiled his frame around Aurora to doze off in peace.
Aurora was very much caught of guard by the sudden movement of the other, but calm down once she realized why he had done so.
She gave him a small smile, before letting out a yawn herself, doing her best to get comfortable before slowly dozing off herself.
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"I love you so quietly, I sometimes wonder if you notice."
His voice is right against her shoulder, the man had been sitting comfortably beside her in bed for hours, reading a book and only now decided to turn to his wife's side.
"But I'm certain you do."
She inhaled, her attention pulled away from her tome. They had spent the better part of the evening reading in silence but now the worn, leather-bound script was set aside.
"Of course I do," Glynda answered quietly. A subtle smile formed on her lips before her head tipped down in thought.
"It is just our way." She rubbed her nose into his hair, reaching an arm around to pull him closer.
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Ren's laying with his head in Nora's lap, hands gingerly kneading her thigh. It's an incredibly strange display of affection until you consider he's a grimmling and sometimes he just has to show affection the way a grimm would. (Presumably? Who knows how grimm would show affection.)
"Comfy?" Nora smiles softly down at him, running one of her hands through his hair in return.
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@clockwork---heart replied to your post “((Just had a brutal trip to the dentist, idk how...”:
Through my last dentist, first cleaning of the year was free and it felt like they scraped my teeth clear off so i feel you
((If it was just a cleaning that'd be one thing. Gross under the cut
They had to move my gumline to even get to the decay areas. So today was a surprise oral surgery
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@clockwork---heart asked:
Ren's claws tremble, hands held at bay from his mother. Not because he's scared he might hurt her, but because he's not sure if she's real. For years after the fall of his home, he'd been plagued with nightmares of his mother and father. Finally though, after being elbowed by Nora he gives in.
His hug is tight, and claws dig gingerly into An's back, and Ren is trying desperately not to cry as he buries his head in his mom's shoulder.
An was equally hesitant to just run over and wrap her son up in her arms, despite how much she wanted to. She had thought her eyes were playing tricks, that she was hallucinating, as she had so many times before. The minute she is swept up in his own arms however, any doubt is washed away. This was real. He was real. Her little boy... Despite all the odds, he had survived - and he had remained himself.
"Oh, Lie... My sweet boy..." Her arms wrap around him just as tightly, but she doesn't have his same control over her tears. They roll down her cheeks, the mother lifting one hand to gently smooth her son's head as it buries into her shoulder, just as she had used to when he was still young. "It's okay, darling. Everything's going to be okay now."
The last time she had tried to comfort him so, she couldn't keep that promise. But this time, she was determined to never let anything separate them like that again. She had missed so much of her son's life, left him without a mother for far too long, and it was time for her to make up for that.
#screaming crying#every time i write a reunion i get EMOTIONAL#clockwork---heart#🪷 — in character. ( an ren )
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“Is that my shirt? Are those my pants? My shoes? What, do you think I’m running a thrift store out of my closet? Give those back!”
yangs sick of her sister yoinking her outfits
"It's not my fault that i look better in these then you do Yang!"
It was clear that the silver-eyed girl had no intention of giving the clothes back to her.
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🐦⬛Current list of kids Qrow has either adopted or fathered across the verses to date:
Ruby Rose - biological kiddo! What else would you expect?? He's finally opening up to Ruby about their true bonds and history. v:Great Pretenders || @silvcreyes
Weiss Schnee - runaway heiress who deposited herself on Qrow's doorstep. Probs could've picked a better father figure, but they're stuck together! v:Broken Home || @wintereign
Yang Xiao Long/Branwen - surrogate father acting in stead for Tai after Raven kidnapped Yang. Loves his niece like his own child; instigates rebellious streaks. v:I Want To Break Free || @clockwork---heart
#Twilight Talks (ooc)#|| Qrow simultaneously being#|| a good dad#|| a bad dad#|| makes me chuckle#silvcreyes#wintereign#clockwork---heart
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[silly little follow up to birthday ask]
When Yang catches Weiss actually wearing the scarf later in the day she's actually incredibly proud of her gift decision for once! She's got a little timid grin on her face.
Weiss wrapped the scarf around her neck, it was still cool enough that scarves were still in season. And her already chilled body was thankful for the extra layer of warmth. "I'm still impressed, Yang." She said, catching her out of the corner of her eyes. "This is by far better than the giant cookie that your sister tried to give me." Ruby tried but the only thing she got out of that giant cookie was a stomach ache.
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@clockwork---heart cont. from here!
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Louvel would also laugh being caught and twirled around a bit before being placed back down on his feet. “Apologies for my lateness! I was just a bit caught up with something!” He said blushing lightly looking up at the yellow-haired beauty with a smile on his face. Yet, he was excited since this was his first time being back in Mistral for awhile..
“So... um. Where do you.. wanna go?” He asked smiling softly while his hair floofed up a bit and same with his wolf ears as they stood up and flicked a bit.
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- What’s your underlying motif?
The Coffee
Whether it’s your sharp tongue , your tendency to blow hot or cold , or the familiarity of you , you’re the coffee .
Don’t immediately assume that your undercurrent means you’re bitter , a common misconception , because people who like coffee always make it work for them .
Coffee doesn’t always have to be dark , it can be a warmth that's comforting and the first start to a day . You aren’t nearly as tough as you make out to be , don’t worry we’ll keep your secret .
You’re a constant , won’t ever go out of style , not everyone’s taste , but what is these days ?
An unknown quote reads “ I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone ... I realize that even though I like being alone , I don’t fancy being lonely “
Remember you don’t always need to face things yourself , these a reason people suggest “ Coffee ? “ when they want to spend time together .
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tagging: @capravulpes, @grislyintentions, @regledesflorale, @clockwork---heart, and anyone else that wants to do it!
#hopefromadoomedtimeline#grislyintentions#regledesflorale#clockwork---heart#ooc. thanks for tagging me in this !#ic. blake belladonna
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Cornerwitch carries Sleepy back into her home again. Hows that feel Salem? that your child has someone who will return them home without question?
"......I suppose i am happy that the other fae has some sense of honor.... Because otherwise we would have some serious problems."
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"I think I prepared the tea wrong."
Ozpin had never quite gotten a knack for brewing tea, it had been his sister's specialty and he'd taken it for granted. But Glynda was patient with his attempts at brewing.
He puts the cup before her.
She looked between the man and the teacup he offered. If it was burnt and bitter she didn't mind. The fact that he made it for her mattered most.
"Let's see." She started, accepting the cup. The huntress raised a brow at him as she tipped it to her lips and took a small sip.
ah...
Her eyes closed in thought. "Not bad at all." She appraised. "The water you steeped the leaves in may have been a touch too hot, but it is delicious, thank you."
"Come." She beckoned, patting the seat beside her, "Sit with me while I drink this."
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