#caeloservare

[littleblackqrow]

@caeloservare (🪶)

"I have. Or... I guess attempted." Qrow sighed and dragged a hand through his hair, clearly not in the mood to fight either. It was time they both grew up and resolved things between them. Or tried to.

"Its not that I don't understand your desire for a partner with no expectations, its just that I cant do that. I... having a different persona in private versus public life is not..." he floundered as the words refused to come to him. "A lot of this sheet is expectations you have for your perspective partners, like hygiene, loyalty, and honesty. How can you expect that of your partner, but don't want them to have similar standards for you?

"As for understanding you..." Qrow shrugged. "I don't understand why you profess values and beliefs on one hand, and then work to uphold systems that go against those very values, especially when you're in a position of power that can do something to change it. You're a triangular peg going into a very square hole."

#caeloservare #it is alright I have also been MIA #between school and bg3 I have had v limited brain space

[scareqrowbranwen]

@caeloservare from starter call

Qrow appears in the doorway to Ironwoods office, carrying a tray with 2 cups of coffee and some cookies on it. They weren't home made cookies, just ones from the Atlas cafeteria, but still. They counted for something, right?

"Knock, knock." He walks across the room, setting the tray down on Ironwoods various papers. "It's time for a coffee and snack break, James."

#caeloservare #//Qrow will make him take a break lol

[etruatcaelum]

[ @caeloservare // for oz ]

He’s been putting this off for almost a month. Partly out of embarrassment: with the qualifiers for the upcoming tournament so close at hand, Atlas Academy’s training arena has been a lot more packed than usual—even at odd hours. But the greater problem is that he just doesn’t want to.

The unwelcome passenger in his head stirs at that, as if stung by his petulance, and remarks: You’ll pick it up in no time if you just try, you know.

“That,” Isaac mutters under his breath, “is exactly the problem. Thanks.”

Still: he lets his hand settle on the handle of the cane clipped to his belt, and something about the way it fits in his palm settles his nerves as he tentatively prods open the door to the training arena. It’s—familiar. (He hates it.)

There doesn’t seem to be anybody else around, probably because nobody normal would be up for weapons drills this early; so he steps inside, holding one hand against the door to guide it shut without making too much noise, and breathes out a little sigh of relief—which ends in a jolt when something moves in his peripheral vision.

Someone did beat him here after all. Damn.

He grips the cane harder, trying for—well, no, cool is probably out of the question with how frazzled he’s felt in the last little while. But he does try to smile.

“I… see my quest to be the morningest person in the school has hit another snag,” he says, a bit weakly, in greeting. The other boy doesn’t look like he’s been here for long enough to get properly started, which means the unspoken rules of etiquette that govern the training arena demand that Isaac make an offer to spar. With a weapon he’s not ever trained with before. Wonderful. “Er, hello. James, isn’t it?”

#LEGENDS AND FAIRYTALES ( ic. ) #AS IF TO OUTFLAME A PHOENIX ( ic: ozma. ) #IS IT FOR SUCH I AGITATE MY HEART? ( v: postwar. ) #caeloservare #[ FINGER GUNS. no need to match length #starters tend to uhm. run away from me. #anyway #things i think about a normal amount: long memory and ‘weapons are extensions of our selves!’ bc HOO BOY. ]

[mama-grimm]

{ @caeloservare for a Salem starter}

She had no idea how she had ended up here. One mintue she had been in her tower, waiting and hoping that someone would save her, and then she suddenly appeared in a new place she had never seen before.

She was taken aback by some the strange objects around the room, that she didn't noticed that there was someone watching her, untill she felt a tap on her shoulder.

She turned around, having a fireball ready in case she needed to fight who had touched her, which turned out to be a man.

"W-Who are you? And where am i? D-Did you kidnap me?"

#ic: salem #caeloservare #//congratz. you get pre-grimm Salem

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@caeloservare

A small adjustment to her frames, and a swish of The Disciplinarian, and the coffee cup James was about to reach for was pulled out of reach and into her hand, where she took a deep drink. And if her wrist flicked, and several assorted breakfast goods were suddenly making their way towards the Headmaster & General, well...

Her self-satisfied smile was mostly hidden by the coffee.

#ic: Rebuilding Bridges (Goodwitch) #caeloservare #v: TBA #(I am sorry but also not at all sorry)

[hxntresses]

@caeloservare asked:

™ //Palpatine's voice: DEW IT. (any muse that's brave enough xDD Jimbo will know)

Hushed giggles would be heard coming from the infirmary wing, and - if followed - would lead to a few of the Beacon school nurses chatting away whilst they had no patients to attend to. It seemed that the topic of other members of staff had come up, and the women were trading lighthearted jokes. The head nurse - Fiona - would be the next to offer her input.

"Ahh, but what about General Ironwood? It's quite irregular for the headmaster of another academy to accompany their students to the Vytal Festival, isn't it?" She would pause, straightening her posture and tucking her hands together neatly behind her back, dropping the tone of her voice in an attempt to mimic his. "Here to show off the might of the entire Atlesian fleet he brought with him, no doubt!"

The giggles of her assistants quickly fizzle out, their expressions growing nervous and their gazes drawn behind her. She picks up on this, and her own face grows pale - shoulders tensing. "He-- He's behind me, isn't he?" 'Oh gods...' The assistant nurses innocently turn and wander off, quick to allow their superior to experience the absolute pleasure and embarrassment of facing the General's reaction alone.

The pink-haired woman turns swiftly on her heels to face the man, a sheepish smile upon her features, praying that he was the type who could take a joke. "G-General! It's an honour to receive you-!"

#please don't get her fired 😭😭 #caeloservare #🥼 — in character. ( fiona )

[nectaric]

@caeloservare asked: ❛  in my dream, we were right in the middle of the invasion, and you stopped to use the bathroom. we die because of your tiny bladder.  ❜ //Jim for Cloves

"hey, now -- bladder infections are no joke." clover replied knowingly, not bothering to hide his amused smile. he wasn't aware he had a reputation for over-using the washroom, but it was clear something was triggering james' overactive imagination. or it was a dream that meant nothing, but it was hard to say with this one.

"i think you need to do something to relax, james. you seem a little... anxious. and that's coming from me." clover paused, looking contemplative. "have you considered a spa day? taking a vacation? learning to meditate?"

#caeloservare #m: clover.

[strykingback]

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?

the salty af munday meme (Accepting!)

Okay.. hoo boy do I HAVE A STORY FOR YOU

This takes place on my ULTRA SUPER DUPER SECRET AGENT CLEARANCE RP BLOG. And to those who know... ya know.

But one day I meet with another roleplayer and they are pretty chill ya know. Very kind and patient like myself and we plan out a thread but the thing is they prefer in DM's right? So every time they ask me when I need to roleplay something else is "Hey are you ready?" or "You ready" and I'm like. What the fuck?! You dont need to message me everytime because I do have an outside life like c'mon man.

So the line was crossed when I was about to head into work for a night shift and then they ask me. "Hey you ready..." and boy howdy I WAS READY TO SNAP ON THEM. But I didnt because I would then straight up ignore them and they would soon later on get the message that I lost interest because of them just poking me one to many times. Thus I made it a rule on my ULTRA SUPER DUPER SECRET AGENT CLEARANCE RP BLOG that I was no longer going to be doing DM RP's (The only exception to this is if we've been mutuals for awhile)

That was my worse RP experience EVER.

#caeloservare #[The Boss Is Talkin- The Mun]

[candlewick-corporation]

Your otp for Roman! I'm curious :p

Rosewick, Platonic

because i'll never let go of this dumb dynamic that my friend cursed me with. (And I already did platonic Gelato)

Who’s the cuddler?

Ruby. Much to Roman's disdain.

Who makes the bed?

Roman, obviously.

Who wakes up first?

I feel like Ruby would, but that's based on past threads with my friend.

Who has the weird taste in music?

Ruby. For sure Ruby.

Who is more protective?

Roman, he knows how cruel the world can be, and Ruby seems so blissfully clueless. Stay that way, Red.

Who sings in the shower?

Hard to say, maybe Ruby?

Who cries during movies?

Depends how emotionally damaging it is, but I'm leaning towards Roman.

Who spends the most while out shopping?

Roman, but I'd think with access to Roman's funds, Ruby would indulge in random pricey purchases.

My rating of the ship from 1-10.

8/10 because i think of my friend whenever i see rosewick

#caeloservare #danny my beloved #youve cursed me with siblings duo rosewick in that one au and i can never let it go #for the record: exclusively platonic #im not a fuckin creep smh #I stay out too LATE; Got nothin' in my QUEUE

[dietrauerweide]

@caeloservare​

“James. If you’re here to see Jacques he’s at the SDC offices today,”

#caeloservare

[storiedhistories]

@caeloservare bet you didn't realize you were secretly liking for a starter from Thor

He's not supposed to be here, in this tavern on Midgard. Thor's supposed to be doing Odin's bidding, the way he always does: swiftly and without question. After all, the Allfather knew best, didn't he? Thor was just some big oaf who didn't have two brain cells to rub together.

So he's not sure why he's here, drinking tankard after tankard of mead, as though that will help take away the sting of his own father's words.

He tosses back the remainder of his drink. "A round on me," he calls out. Maybe their cheers and obvious appreciation will make him feel something more than numb, a sensation that was all-too-familiar, these days.

#caeloservare #✦ thor || ic ✦ we carry on through the storm #[idk how much you know about god of war but] #[here we are. XD] #[can always be more generic or mythos-related] #[or something entirely different but] #[tada]

[championsofthegate]

1. Who was your first muse? Any particular reason you chose them? 7. Do any muses remind you of people you know personally?

1. Who was your first muse? Any particular reason you chose them?

//SO my first muse/rp blog was actually Jaune Arc (for anyone who also has a rwby blog you can now find him here although this is not the original) and I'm fairly confident I choose him both because I loved him but also because I was salty about all the hate he got in the fandom so I was like I'm making an rp blog about him cause I love him so much.

So out of spite I guess lmao I'm sure you understand my sentiment

7. Do any muses remind you of people you know personally?

//Not particularly tbh. I mostly compare my muses to other muses I've had rather than irl people

though I do have to say now that I'm thinking about it my girlfriend is a little bit like Gale lmao, and Rosemary reminds me of one of my cousins XD

#down by the river || ooc #caeloservare #//thank you for sending!! #the gap between vol3 and vol 4 was a rough time to be a Jaune stan let me tell you lmao

[scareqrowbranwen]

❤️ + @unlockthestars

//THANK YOU HERAMI (someone send Herami so I can yell about her lmao)

Mal has been nothing but kind and encouraging since we started writing together. They do a wonderful job with all their muses and I can't wait to write with more of them!

My one complaint is they write so well it makes me want to write better lol

#caeloservare #unlockthestars

[etruatcaelum]

[ @caeloservare // for oscar ]

Even though it’s been a few weeks, now, since they made it to Atlas, Oscar still feels really weird about walking into General Ironwood’s office. The general is a stranger but also an old friend he almost remembers, and something about the golden constellations inlaid on the floor makes his hindbrain feel itchy.

“Uh,” he says eloquently, “Sir?”

None of the clerks had stopped him on the way in—as they’ve done before when Ironwood was tied up in council meetings or putting out some fire or another—and the door was open, and he’d (triple) checked the calendar too. So it’s fine. Oscar just hasn’t figured out an approach that doesn’t make him want to sink into the ground the minute he opens his mouth, yet.

Clearing his throat, he drags himself past the impulse to cringe and stands up straight when he says, “I’ve been thinking about what you said the other day, about jogging Ozpin loose? I have an idea. Sort of. If you have the time?”

#LEGENDS AND FAIRYTALES ( ic. ) #THE ATROCITY OF SUNSETS ( ic: oscar. ) #THE MOON HAS NOTHING TO BE SAD ABOUT ( v: fall. ) #caeloservare

[unlockthestars]

Send hearts for how your muse feels // Accepting!

@caeloservare asked: oh dear, here we go-

Qrow: ❤️💜💖💗💗💗💗💗 Hazel: ❤️💜💜💖💗💗 Clover: 💗💛 💞 (❤️ but shhhh…) Ghira: 💜 (worry not, it's just an observation. The man's hot) Glynda: 💖💗sometimes 💓 Aster: 💓 Oscar: 💛 Salem (same would go for Robyn, Adam and Jacques of course too but I don't wanna spam you forever xD) : 💔

Popping this under a readmore, just for length!

❤️: Wants or is in a romantic relationship with them. 💜: Finds them sexually attractive. 💖: Finds them aesthetically attractive. 💗: Finds them romantically attractive. (x5)

"You feelin' okay over there, James?" he asks, teasing lilt to his tone. But he pulls the other man into a hug anyway. He'd be lying if he said he didn't care..., but as with anything, he's just....scared of what could happen if he lets himself get too close.

❤️: Wants or is in a romantic relationship with them. 💜: Finds them sexually attractive. (x2) 💖: Finds them aesthetically attractive. 💗: Finds them romantically attractive. (x2)

The idea that James Ironwood thinks so highly of him is still a little bit jarring. Part of Hazel doesn't know how to deal with it; it had been a long time since anyone had actually....cared about him, beyond his use as a tool. He hadn't realized what he'd been missing.

💗: Finds them romantically attractive. 💛: Loves them platonically. 💞: Feels attracted to them, but can’t work out if it’s platonic, sexual, or romantic attraction they’re feeling. (❤️: Wants or is in a romantic relationship with them.)

"Be still my beating heart," he says with a grin. "Should I come by later, help you figure things out?" They'd been through a lot together, after all, and there were definitely some feelings there.

💜: Finds them sexually attractive.

A little laugh leaves him. "I'm flattered, General. And if I weren't happily married, I'd certainly be interested, but as it stands...., thank you for the compliment."

💖: Finds them aesthetically attractive. 💗: Finds them romantically attractive. 💓: Is intimidated by them, but wants to be friends with them.

"It's nice to see your sense of taste hasn't been dulled, at least,"

💓: Is intimidated by them, but wants to be friends with them.

"There's no need to be intimidated by me, James," he says with a soft laugh, tail curling lazily behind him. "Though I seem to be getting that response a lot."

💛: Loves them platonically.

He hadn't known the General personally for very long, but there was a lot of depth of feeling there. They'd known one another for quite some time, beyond his experience of the man, and he'd be lying if he said he didn't care about him.

💔: Hates their guts.

"What a good little Tin Soldier you are, even now," she laughs. She doesn't care about him one way or another. He's....irrelevant, in the grand scheme of things.

💔: Hates their guts.

"Believe it or not, I don't hate you, General. I think we could have done some good if you'd told the truth sooner."

💔: Hates their guts.

He's used to humans hating him. Especially when he'd done nothing to them.

💔: Hates their guts.

"The feeling is mutual, I assure you."

#caeloservare #★ qrow branwen || answered ★ good listeners are as rare as white crows #★ hazel rainart || answered ★ you don't have to like me to get the results you want #★ clover ebi || answered ★ let's make it happen huntsmen #★ ghira belladonna || answered ★ you have the word of ghira belladonna #★ glynda goodwitch || answered ★ get out of here; i hate long goodbyes #★ aster winton || answered ★ talk sense to a fool and he calls you foolish #★ oscar pine || answered ★ i can tell you what i think #★ salem || answered ★ all you need concern yourself is your ability to act when i tell you to #★ robyn hill || answered ★ never been much for public speaking #★ adam taurus || answered ★ time to turn the tables #★ jacques schnee || answered ★ making sure he's got the best damn pr team in the world #[so many tags RIP XD] #[and Aster kind of has an animated fc now?] #[at least partially] #[I might have a couple for him but here you go!]

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@caeloservare liked for a starter!

       The training rooms at Atlas Academy had always been one of Qrow’s favorite parts of visiting the frozen continent. While he rarely had the chance to use them himself, unless he had been sent on official errands for Oz, the huntsman had usually contented himself with the occasional chance to watch the goings-on. For all that he loved Beacon with heart and soul...well. Little compared to the sheer adaptability of the Atlas training rooms.

      The chance to actually participate? To draw Harbinger, and let the program throw grimm at him until he wore himself out? That was...thrilling. Or, of course, if Clover or Winter was available, to use the changing arena to make a more interesting fight? Well. How could a man resist?

      Sanguine aura flickered across his skin as the latest wave of holographic grimm faded, the program giving him a few moments to decide how he was going to proceed. A drink of water...a wince.

      Qrow’s mouth twisted in distaste as his shoulder and back twinged, the tremble of his right hand nearly enough to send Harbinger out of his grasp. Carefully, the corvid shifted his weight to settle himself on a small wall, catching his breath as sweat dripped from his graying hair and he tried to get the trembled back under control.

      He wasn’t ready for the doors to the room to open to James Ironwood, but the general and headmaster was met with a wry huff of tired laughter. At least it wasn’t one of the kids.

      “Need something, James? I may a need’a minute ta catch my breath, but ya can tell me what it is while I do.”

      And if he shifted Harbinger to his left hand, and tried to tuck his right against his stomach, well...he was a master at pretending he was fine at this point. Even sober.

#caeloservare #v: Flock Together #t: caeloservare (01) #(I hope this is okay!) #(I thought I'd give us a chance for some interesting building?) #(Also you do NOT have to match length I was just going for it) #(And if you need a link to the headcanon for this I can grab it for you!)