#goose branwen

[brokentrafficknight]

Introducing Qrow and Willow's kid!

Goose Branwen!

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[greenwitchcrafts]

February 2024 witch guide

Full moon: February 24th

New moon: February 9th

Sabbats: Imbolc-February 1st

February Snow Moon

Known as: Eagle Moon, Horning Moon, Solmonath Moon, Bear moon, Ice Moon, Wild Moon, Raccoon Moon, Big Winter Moon, Groundhog Moon, Quickening Moon, Storm Moon, Goose Moon, Hungry Moon & Red/Cleansing Moon

Element: Fire

Zodiac: Aquarius & Pisces

Nature spirits: House Faeries

Deities: Aphrodite, Brigid & Nut

Animals: Otter & Unicorn

Birds: Chickadee & Eagle

Trees: Cedar, laurel, myrtle & rowan

Herbs: Balm of Gilead, hyssop, myrrh, sage & spikenard

Flowers: Primrose

Scents: Heliotrope & wisteria

Stones: Amethyst, jasper, moonstone, obsidian, onyx , rose quartz, topaz & red zircon

Colors: Light blue & violet

Energy:  Astral travel, banishing, beginnings, breaking bad habits, creativity expressiveness, empowerment, energy working to the surface, fertility, forgiveness, freedom, friendships, future plans, growth, healing, problem solving, purification, responsibility & science

February’s full Moon is a “Micromoon” this year. Think of this term as the opposite of a “Supermoon.” It simply means that the full Moon is at its farthest point from Earth (not the nearest point).

The explanation behind February’s full Moon name is a fairly straightforward one: it’s known as the Snow Moon due to the typically heavy snowfall that occurs in February. On average, February is the United States’ snowiest month, according to data from the National Weather Service. In the 1760s, Captain Jonathan Carver, who had visited with the Naudowessie(Dakota), wrote that the name used for this period was the Snow Moon, “because more snow commonly falls during this month than any other in the winter.” 

Imbolc

Known as: Feast of Torches, Feast of Waxing Light, Oimele & Brigid's Day

Season: Winter

Symbols: Besoms, Brighid's crosses, candles, candle wheels, fertility symbols, fire, ploughs, priapic wands & white flowers

Colors: Black, brown, Earth tones, lavender, light green, orange, pink, red, white & yellow

Oils/Incense: Apricot, basil, bay, carnation, chamomile, cinnamon, dragon's blood, frankincense, heather, jasmine, myrrh, neroli, red sandalwood, sage, vanilla, violet & wisteria

Animals: Badger, cow, deer,groudhog, robin, sheep, snake, & swan

Mythical: Dragon

Stones: Amethyst, bloodstone, citrine, clear quartz, garnet, green tourmaline, hematite, iron, lodestone, onyx, red zircon, rose quartz, ruby, turquoise, yellow tourmaline

Food: Breads, chives, curries, dairy products, grains, garlic, herbal teas, honey cakes, lamb, muffins, onions, peppers, poppy seed cakes, pork, poultry, pumpkin seeds, raisins, scones, spiced wines & sunflower seeeds

Herbs/Plants: Angelica, ashleaf, balsam, basil, bay laurel, benzoin, blackberry, clover, coltsfoot, coriander, dragon's blood, garlic, heather, lemon, myrrh, rosemary, sage, vervain, wheat & witch hazel

Flowers: Celandine, chamomile, iris, rose hips, snowdrop, sunflower, tansy, violets, white flowers & yellow flowers

Goddesses: Anu, Aradia, Arianrhod, Artio, Athena, Branwen, Brigid, Danu, Februa, Gaia, Inanna, Juno, Selene, Sirona & Vesta

Gods: Aegus Mac Og, Bragi, Cupid, Dian Cecht, Dumuzi, Eros, Februus & Pax

Issues, Intentions & Powers: Activation/awakening, animals, beginnings, fertility, healing, hope, illumination, inspiration, light, pregnancy/childbirth, prophecy, transformation, well-being & youth

Spellwork: Air magick, banishings, candle spells, divination, fertility spells, prosperity & purification

Activities:

• Make & light white candles

• Clean/decorate your altar & consecrate your  altar tools

• Go on a walk in nature & look for signs of spring

• Make a Brigid's Cross

• Have a feast with your family/friends

• Give thanks & leave offerings to the Earth

• Set intentions, reflect & look deeper into your goals for spring

• Start a bonfire

• Find Imboloc prayers & devotionals that bid farewell to the winter months, honor the goddess Brigid, as well as seasonal blessings for your meals, hearth, & home.

• Pepare plans for your upcoming garden

• Craft a priapic wand

• Spend time with children celebrating Imbolc by making crafts & or baking

• Practice divination & fire scrying

• Draw a cleansing ritual bath for yourself

• Meditate, reflect & say your farewells to winter

• Cleanse & clean your house to prepare for spring

• Create a Brídeóg: a doll of Brigid made of straw

• Make Bride's bouquet satchets & exchange as symbols of good luck and fertility

• Set aside food & or drinks as an offering to Brigid to invite her in your home

Imbolc is a Gaelic festival marking the beginning of spring. Most commonly it is held on January 31 – February 1, or halfway between the winter solstice & the spring equinox. The holiday is a festival of the hearth, home, a celebration of the lengthening days & the early signs of spring. 

The word "imbolc" means "in the belly" and refers to the pregnancy of ewes at this time of year. The term "oimelc" means ewe's milk. Around this time of year, many herd animals give birth to their first offspring of the year or are heavily pregnant & as a result, they are producing milk. This creation of life’s milk is a part of the symbolic hope for spring.

Imbolc is mentioned in some of the earliest Irish literature and it is associated with important events in Irish mythology. It has been suggested that it was originally a pagan festival associated with the goddess Brigid and that it was Christianized as a festival of Saint Brigid, who herself is thought to be a Christianization of the goddess.

Some use Imbolc to celebrate the longer days which herald the return of Spring & The Goddess's recovery from giving birth to The Sun (The God) at Yule. The God & The Goddess are children symbolizing new life, new beginnings & new resurrections.

Related festivals:

• Groundhog Day-  Is a tradition observed in the United States & Canada on February 2 of every year. It derives from the Pennsylvania Dutch superstition that if a groundhog emerges from its burrow on this day & sees its shadow, it will retreat to its den & winter will go on for six more weeks; if it does not see its shadow, spring will arrive early.

While the tradition remains popular in the 21st century, studies have found no consistent association between a groundhog seeing its shadow & the subsequent arrival time of spring-like weather.

•St. Brigid's Day- 1 February. It was originally Imbolc, the first day of spring in Irish tradition. Because Saint Brigid has been theorised as linked to the goddess Brigid, some associate the festival of Imbolc with the goddess. St. Brigid is the patroness saint (or 'mother saint') of Ireland. She is patroness of many things, including poetry, learning, healing, protection, blacksmithing, livestock & dairy production. In her honour, a perpetual fire was kept burning at Kildare for centuries.

A recent campaign successfully established her feast day as a national holiday in 2023.

• Chinese New Year- (February 10th) the festival that celebrates the beginning of a new year on the traditional lunisolar Chinese calendar. In Chinese, the festival is commonly referred to as the Spring Festival,- marking the end of winter and the beginning of the spring season. Observances traditionally take place from Chinese New Year's Eve, the evening preceding the first day of the year, to the Lantern Festival, held on the 15th day of the year. The first day of Chinese New Year begins on the new moon that appears between January 21st & February 20th.

The Chinese New Year is associated with several myths and customs. The festival was traditionally a time to honour deities as well as ancestors. Within China, regional customs and traditions concerning the celebration of the New Year vary widely & the evening preceding the New Year's Day is frequently regarded as an occasion for Chinese families to gather for the annual reunion dinner.

It is also a tradition for every family to thoroughly clean their house, in order to sweep away any ill fortune & to make way for incoming good luck. Another custom is the decoration of windows & doors with red paper-cuts and couplets. Popular themes among these paper-cuts and couplets include good fortune or happiness, wealth & longevity. Other activities include lighting firecrackers  & giving money in red envelopes.

•  Candlemas- is a Christian feast day on February 2nd commemorating the presentation of Jesus at the Temple. It is based upon the account of the presentation of Jesus in Luke 2:22-40. 

While it is customary for Christians in some countries to remove their Christmas decorations on Twelfth Night, those in other Christian countries historically remove them after Candlemas.On Candlemas, many Christians also take their candles to their local church, where they are blessed and then used for the rest of the year.

•Setsubun- (February 3rd) Is the day before the beginning of spring in the old calendar in Japan. The name literally means 'seasonal division', referring to the day just before the first day of spring.

Both Setsubun & Risshun are celebrated yearly as part of the Spring Festival (Haru matsuri ) in Japan. In its association with the Lunar New Year, Setsubun, though not the official New Year, was thought of as similar in its ritual & cultural associations of 'cleansing' the previous year as the beginning of the new season of spring. Setsubun was accompanied by a number of rituals & traditions held at various levels to drive away the previous year's bad fortunes & evil spirits for the year to come.

Other Celebrations:

• Lupercalia-

In ancient Rome, this festival was conducted annually on February 13th through 15th under the superintendence of a corporation of priests called Luperci. The origins of the festival are obscure, although the likely derivation of its name from lupus (Latin: “wolf”) has variously suggested connection with an ancient deity who protected herds from wolves and with the legendary she-wolf who nursed Romulus and Remus. As a fertility rite, the festival is also associated with the god Faunus.

to purify the city, promoting health & fertility.

Each Lupercalia began with the sacrifice by the Luperci of goats and a dog, after which two of the Luperci were led to the altar, their foreheads were touched with a bloody knife & the blood was wiped off with wool dipped in milk; the ritual required that the two young men laugh. The sacrificial feast followed, after which the Luperci cut thongs from the skins of the sacrificial animals & ran in two bands around the Palatine hill, striking with the thongs at any woman who came near them. A blow from the thong was supposed to render a woman fertile.

In 494 CE the Christian church under Pope Gelasius I forbade participation in the festival. Tradition holds that he appropriated the form of the rite as the Feast of the Purification (Candlemas), celebrated on February 2, but it is likely that the Christian feast was established in the previous century. It has also been alternately suggested that Pope Gelasius I replaced Lupercalia with St. Valentine’s Day, celebrated on February 14th, but the origin of that holiday was likely much later.

Sources:

Farmersalmanac .com

Llewellyn's Complete Book of Correspondences by Sandra Kines

Wikipedia

A Witch's Book of Correspondences by Viktorija Briggs

Encyclopedia britannica

Llewellyn 2024 magical almanac Practical magic for everyday living

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[the-occult-lounge]

> Before we adopted the Latin name for our second month, Old English used much more vibrant names to describe the month now known as February. The most common Old English name was Solmonath, which literally means “mud month.” (https://www.dictionary.com/e/february/)

> A lesser-used term was Kale-monath, which meant “cabbage month.” Perhaps, the medieval English were eating a lot of cabbage in February? Strange. (https://www.dictionary.com/e/february/)

Once February became an official month its name was changed. It was derived from the Roman festival of purification called Februa. In funny fashion the festival also gave birth to the Roman deity Februus. What is also interesting to note is that January and February were added months. Originally the calendar year was only 10 months but in 700BCE they were added by the second king of Rome to make the year match up more with how long it takes the Earth to complete it's rotation around the sun.

𝔽𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕒𝕣𝕪 ℂ𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕟��𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤

⚘ Animals: otter, unicorn, dragon, groundhog, deer, sheep, hares, rabbits

⚘ Birds: eagle, chicadee, robin

⚘ Celebrations: Imbolc (Feb 2), Candlemas (Feb 2), Disablot (Feb 2), Februa (Feb 15), Valisblot (Feb 9), Lupercalia (Feb 15), Parentalia (Feb 13-21), Quirinalia (Feb 17), Equirria (Feb 27), Fornicalia (Feb 17)

⚘ Colors: light blue, violet, pale green, black, red, pink

⚘ Deities: Alhrodite, Juno, Mars, Brighid, Kuan Yin, Diana, Demeter, Persephone, Sjofn, Apollo, Boann, Chang-O, Parvati, Venus, Shakti, Bast, Selene, Hebe, Eros, Pan, Branwen

⚘ Element: air, water

⚘ Flowers: balm of Gilead, hyssop, myrrh, sage, spikenard, primrose, viola, snowdrop

⚘ Gender: neutral

⚘ Herbs: cypress, cinnamon, lavender, patchouli, lemon, orange, sandalwood, rose, jasmine, ginger, clove, frankincense, ylang ylang, palma rosa, bay, mint, nettles, rosemary, thyme, oregano, balm of Gilead, hyssop, myrrh, sage and basil.

⚘ Magick Areas: purification, growth, healing, energy, self-love, accepting responsibility, self-forgiveness, making future plans, astral realm, banishing, beginning, empowerment, fertility

⚘ Moons: Snow Moon (Dakota), Racoon Moon (Dakota), Eagle Moon (Cree), Bear Moon (Ojibwe), Black Bear Moon (Tlingit), Groundhog Moon (Algonquin), Goose Moon (Haida), Bony Moon (Cherokee), Hungry Moon (Cherokee)

⚘ Sabbat: Imbolc (Feb 1-2)

⚘ Scents: wisteria, heliotrope

⚘ Spirits: house faeries (home and house plants)

⚘ Stones: amethyst, ammolite, angelite, garnet, jasper, imperial topaz, onyx, aquamarine, fluorite, turquoise, ruby, bloodstone, moonstone, obsidian, pearl and quartz

⚘ Trees: rowan, myrtle, laurel, cedar, cypress

⚘ Zodiac: Aquarius, Pisces

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[darksaiyangoku]

RWBY: Grim Tales II

Ren huffed as his legs gave way in the snow. He struggled to look up. He couldn't look up. For if he did, he'd see the face of his former brother, now turned into an enemy of the night. Curse that wretched moon. The sound of hard paws trudging through the snow was enough to drive fear into his heart. Even a huntsman could feel fear and Ren was no different.

Ren: Gak!

The golden werewolf grabbed him by the throat and hoisted him in the air. With his other hand, he raised his claws, ready for the kill.

Ren: J-Jaune, please... *coughs* I know... you're... in there....

For a moment, the werewolf stopped. Its eyes weren't filled with rage. But rather, confusion. It tilted its head sideways trying make sense of it all.

Ren: L-Let me... save you.... please...

Ren stared deep into its eyes. He was close. Just a little more and he'd be able to save Jaune. Suddenly, the grip tightened again and the werewolf pierced its arm straight into Ren's chest. Blood seeped out through the hole and out from his mouth. Ren coughed and spluttered. The werewolf threw him to the floor like trash and bolted away into the tundra. Ren's vision started to fade. This was it. It was all over. He failed to save his friend. Jaune was lost to the darkness.

* * *

Cinder, a noblewoman from Mistral, was out for a stroll in the midnight. In her basket were all the ingredients she needed for her spell, taught to her by the dark witch, Salem. The final ingredient was belladonna, and it was said to grow in the Hooded Forest. She scoured around, looking for the berries. But it was useless. Not a single berry was in sight. Cinder shook her head.

Cinder: Mistress sent me on a wild goose chase. Not a single belladonna is in sight. *sighs* At this rate, my potion will be a failure.

From above came the falling snow. Cinder conjured a small flame in her hand to keep herself warm. Trudging again through the forest, she nearly tripped over something in her path. She looked down and found something that resembled a human figure. Cinder's eyes widened. Kneeling down, she shook the snow away and found a man lying dead. He had black hair with a single pink streak and was wearing jade green leather armour. His chest was torn open, most likely by a monster. Cinder's heart sank.

Cinder: Oh you poor soul. Tsk, tsk. No man should meet this kind of end.

It was then that Cinder realised something. Salem talked about a spell that raise the dead. It was a very dangerous spell and only few had learned it. Herself, Salem, Raven Branwen and Fria. Cinder gave a wicked smile. She only ever used this on animals, jt was time to see what a human subject was capable of.

Cinder: *closes eyes and raises hand* Hear my power, God of Darkness. Let life that was taken re-enter this lost soul. Give to him the power to enact vengeance on his enemies. Let rage flow through his veins and let the powers of the night embrace him! By my words, be reborn!

A red glow surrounded the man and the hole in his chest slowly closed. When it stopped, his eyes opened. The pupils in his magenta eyes became slits, his teeth became fangs and from his mouth emenated a loud hiss. Lie Ren was reborn as a bloodthirsty monster, known to the locals as a vampire!

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[thecraftyninjacat]

...goover? cloose?

#rwby #fair game #clover ebi #qrow branwen #untitled goose game #crafty draws #i personally like cloose but idk #no context head empty #cloose

[theywhoarebear]

Okay FNDM

Qrow. But he turns into a goose.

#rwby #qrow branwen #qrow #think about it though #goose qrow #all that power

[hopeaterart]

Evil Ozpin AU: Dinner with a bird

Context: Ozpin and Salem more or less swap place, it's a bit complicated. This fic is here to explain how it happened by way of Ozpin monologuing to a (still on Salem's side at the time) Qrow. There's some hints of Ozqrow in there. Like, you're definitely supposed get Vibes. For those unaware: here's my Evil/Swap!Ozpin.

"So... You're Salem's latest pawn." Qrow scowled, eyes narrowing at the monster sitting from across him. How he'd ended up sitting at the same table as Ozpin, also widely known as 'the Wizard', was a blur in his memory, and granted, not that great a story.

Went on a mission for Salem to find his base of operation, with the only info being that it was somewhere in the forests of Sanus. Had to go alone because Tai and Raven had their hands full with Yang and a pregnant Summer. Got caught by Ozpin's latest apprentice- a blond woman about his age with the ironic name of 'Goodwitch'. Letting himself be captured in order to get taken to Ozpin.

One trip to an old monastery latter, he was now separated from Harbringer, had Aura-suppressing manacles on his wrists (thankfully with no chains), and was sitting in front of the Wizard himself. They were on some kind of balcony with only a small table between themselves, and there was a plate on the table with bread on it that neither were touching.

"And you're the guy who's trying to burn down Remnant." He bit back. Ozpin sighed, silver eyelashes fluttering as he narrowed his eyes.

"Is that what my traitorous ex-wife told you?" Ozpin asks, smiling like a predator about to eat it's prey when Qrow's eyes widened in confusion. "I mean- she's not wrong, but Salem isn't exactly the hero of our tale."

"Wh- your ex-wife!?" Qrow exclaimed, before gritting his teeth. "You're lying." He accused Ozpin, who didn't even flinch at the accusation.

"So she didn't tell you." He observed. "Oh, what am I talking about? Of course she'd keep that hidden, that self-righteous hag." Ozpin hissed as he took one of the small bread. "Doesn't want to acknowledge me being a thing is her fault, after all." He opened his mouth, momentarily exposing too-sharp canines as he bit the bread in half. He stared in Qrow's eyes as he chewed, before swallowing. "It's garlic bread. An entrée before the main dish, if you will. I'm not going to poison you, erm... Qrow Branwen, is it?"

Qrow grit his teeth. "And I should believe you, because?"

"Sheer pragmatism on my part, really. We're eating the same food, and I am not interested in poisoning myself." Ozpin explained, shrugging as he finished eating the bread he had in hand. "'Poison damage' is not really the kind of pain I like."

Qrow raised an eyebrow at that. He'd heard stories of Ozpin letting anything and everything hurt him with ecstasy written all over his face, but hearing what seemed like confirmation was a bit... much. "Uh... so what's the deal? Why are you having me eat here with you instead of- oh, I dunno, locking me in some kind of torture dungeon?"

"Wouldn't you like to know, pretty bird?" Qrow averts his eyes at that, his gaze landing on the plate of bread as his cheeks warm up. He hesitantly took one of the bread, shoving it in his mouth and chewing quickly.

He took another one, eating slower and actually savoring it this time as Ozpin turns to look at the scenery. The forest stretches beyond the horizon, any traces of Grimm hidden from sight. Qrow's not fooled, he knows the monastery probably hides a few nasty surprises. The marble-skinned weirdo in front of him is proof enough.

Credit where credit is due, whoever cooked this is a damn good cook. "Who made this?" He asks as he takes another bread. "Didn't expect you to have a five-star chief."

It was Ozpin's turn to be caught off-guard. "I'm... glad you like my cooking." What. Qrow stared at his third half-eaten bread. "Oh, don't be a baby. I have literal centuries of experience behind me, and my cycle of immortality is different from Salem's. Since I need sustenance, might as well be good at it."

"Still not entirely convinced you're not poisoning me." Qrow noted.

Ozpin groaned in exasperation. "If I wanted to kill you, there's a myriad of ways that would be easier and less-headache inducing than this." Ozpin snapped as he got up and started walking away. Qrow turned to look at him as he went behind his chair, before going rigid as cold fingers dug into his shoulders. "Stay there. I'm getting the side and main courses."

Ozpin left the balcony in a puff of smoke, and Qrow let out a breath he didn't knew he was holding. He reached inside his jacket, relieved to see his Scroll was still there. Only for his mood to immediately crash when he realized that this part of Vale didn't get reception.

"Trying to call for help, are you?" Qrow whirled around, scowling when he saw Goodwitch. "I'm telling you now, it's not gonna work. Ozpin has taken precautions."

"What, precautions against modern tech!?" Qrow snapped, getting up as his chair rattled. He didn't care if Goodwitch had one of the most powerful Semblances he'd ever seen while he couldn't even activate his Aura right now. He brought misfortune wherever he went, made sense his shit Semblance would turn against him one day. "Does the guy think we still live in the Dark Ages?"

Goodwitch bristled. "Why, you insufferable- Ozpin is trying to offer you a chance to redeem yourself from working with Salem, and you're squandering it for-"

"Glynda." Both stilled as Ozpin came into view. There was a disappointed frown on his face. "That's no way to treat guests."

"But sir-"

"No buts, young lady." Ozpin reprimanded, waving his fingers as floating plates, glasses and a bottle of something came into view. "Help me with putting on the table, will you?" He asked Glynda, who nodded and took the two plates with food on them to put on the table. "Sit back down, Qrow."

"Don't call me that." The huntsman hissed even as he sat back down. He glared at his plate, which had fish and some kind of salad and... something else in it. He raised his head slightly as the bottle landed on the table, Ozpin dismissing Glynda with a 'thank you' before sitting back down. He pointed at the weird stuff. "What is that?"

"Oysters." Ozpin told him. "I opened them earlier, they're all good. Do you know how to eat them?" Qrow shook his head. "Alright, so first you need to loosen them up..." Qrow followed Ozpin's instructions, pulling a face after eating his first one. Ozpin frowned. "Don't like it?"

"Texture's weird." Ozpin hummed, before taking the bottle and popping the cork off and pouring Qrow a glass.

"It's champagne. Laurent-Poirier. Goes well with oysters, use it to wash them down." Qrow nodded, taking the flute and taking a small sip. "Not a fan of alcohol?"

"Opposite, actually." He started, remembering how his father got after too many bears. "Runs in the family." Ozpin thankfully didn't push the subject, simply turning toward his own plate and taking a bite of his salad.

The two ate in silence for a while. Ozpin opened his mouth again as Qrow tried his second oyster. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Does it matter if I say no?"

"No, but you don't have to answer it." Qrow nodded. "How did you end up working for Salem? I thought the Branwen were a bandit tribe from Mistral?"

Qrow hissed in between his teeth. "I... me and Raven, we... Our parents, they- urgh. Look, all that matters is: we're not going back, and we're never going back."

"Raven..." Ozpin seemed deep in thoughts, as if he was trying to remember something. "That's your sister, right?"

"Yeah." Something occurred to Qrow. "Say, the whole reincarnating wizard thing. You used to be, like, a regular, not-Grimm person, right?"

"That's one way of putting it, but yes." Ozpin answered. "I used to be mortal."

"Did you have siblings? Before the whole..." Qrow made a vague gesture in the other's general direction. Ozpin stilled at that, a faraway look on his face.

"No, none by blood. I grew up in the mountains with only my parents before obtaining my powers." He answered. "I... did have someone I considered my sister, but I was already well into becoming what I am now when I met her." The look on Ozpin's face was absolutely miserable. "Salem killing her pushed me over the edge."

"... Ah." Qrow took a sip of his champagne. "That sucks. Sorry for your loss."

Ozpin waved a hand. "I- it's fine. You're not the one who blasted her with magic for the crime of trying to help me stay me." He quickly ate an oyster, seemingly cheering up. "Anyway, my turn to ask you a question!"

Qrow snorted despite himself. "What is this, 21 questions?"

"My crush is no one, if you're wondering." Ozpin joked, before straightening in his chair. "What did Salem tell you about me?"

Qrow shrugged as he cut some of his fish. "You want to burn down Remnant. You can do magic. Whoever you reincarnate in dies the moment you come into the picture. You started the whole thing with Salem. And she doesn't know how to stop your cycle."

Ozpin hummed. "I see. Your turn."

"How... much of what I told you do you agree with?" Between the ex-wife comment and the very real grief he had when talking about his sister, it was clear had a different version of the events. Besides, the monster Salem had described to him wouldn't simply sit him down to talk.

Ozpin hummed, a piece of fish on his fork as he waved it in the air. "I do want to do some burning, but it's more 'everything Salem ever worked for' than Remnant. Come on, Qrow, I live here. And I'm stuck here." He ate his fish. "If I really wanted to destroy Remnant, I'd simply use the Relics."

He hummed. "Yeah, that's fair- wait. You know where the Relics are!?" The amount of people that were on wild goose chases to find them... And this whole time, Salem's sworn enemy could get to them the moment he decided to stop playing around.

"Of course I know where they are. I'm the one who hid them in the first place." Ozpin noted. "Can't have Salem blowing up my body with the Sword again... urgh, retrieving it and the Lamp was such a pain!" Qrow numbly nodded. "Anyway, you wanted to know about my magic?"

"Uh-" Ozpin snapped his fingers, whisps of green and gold rising from them as pitch black eyes burst into green flames. Like a Maiden's. "Oh shit!"

Ozpin smiled as the magic faded, Qrow numbly realizing there were brown irises somewhere in those pools of tar. "I can. And unlike Salem, I'm willing to share."

"You- you're the guy who created the Maidens!?" The fairytale explaining their origin spoke of an old, cruel magician, who took four sisters under his wing and taught them how to use magic.

"Ah, yes." Ozpin spoke with fondness. "The first Maidens. They reminded me of the first daughters I had, and they were so very loyal to me... loyalty deserves to be rewarded, don't you think?"

Qrow frowned. "Is that why they keep turning against Salem when she finds them first? Something to do with your magic?"

"What- no!" Ozpin exclaimed, clearly offended. He then frowned in confusion. "I think. If it is a thing, then it wasn't intentional." A pause as Ozpin downs his flute, before pouring himself more champagne. "Anyway, my reincarnations..."

Qrow raised an eyebrow as Ozpin downed more champagne. "Sensitive point?"

"More angry about Salem being right on this one. Or..." He chuckled. "Was right. I proved her wrong, in this life. Ozma isn't in control anymore."

"There's literally nothing in what you just said that's reassuring." Qrow noted, Ozpin smiling at him as he finished his salad. "Who's Ozma?"

"The name of the first soul in the cycle." Ozpin told him. "He used to absorb whoever he reincarnated in into himself the moment he was in their bodies, but his soul weakened over time, and it took more and more time and efforts to absorb them. By the time he reached me, it him almost twenty years for our souls to fuse, and then..."

"... you're the one who absorbed him." Qrow finished. He frowned. If Ozma's soul was driven by anger at being betrayed by the woman he loved, then... "Holy shit, what did Salem do for you to hate her that much!?"

"What would you do," Ozpin started. "If you wanted to live, but someone wanted you dead? Because you know of something you couldn't care less about that could destroy her life? What would you think if someone thought of you as nothing less than the latest stain on her self-inflated ego? Proof that she's just human, if not worse than that?"

Qrow frowned at that. Was that how Ozpin saw the conflict? But nevertheless, he knew the answer to that question. It wasn't one he was happy with, but... "I'd kill her before she killed me."

"Good answer. And the answer to who started our conflict: as far as I'm concerned, it's all. Her. Fault." The two finished their plates in silence after that, Ozpin first and spending the next few minutes watching Qrow.

They stared at each other for a while. "Uh. All that fancy stuff, and no dessert?" Qrow joked. The tiniest bit of relief struck him as the corners of Ozpin's eyes crinkled.

"Now, you're speaking my language!" The pale-skinned man clapped his hand, and Qrow nearly jumped out of his skin when a Grimm came out of the shadows.

It was unlike any Qrow had seen before. A glossy sphere with bone shards on it's lower half, floating with an array of thin tentacles trailing under it. There was an ominous light coming from into the sphere, even if it wasn't really visible in this light.

It was also green instead of red, which meant Ozpin had created the fucking thing. Black smoke rose up from under the plates at a wave of the Wizard's hands, handing them to the Grimm. "Bring these to the kitchen, and bring back the dessert. It's on the pastry cart." The Grimm simply took the pile of plates and floated back in the darkness of the inside.

Qrow inhaled sharply. "What the fuck was that-"

"Seer Grimm. I've put enchantments all over the place so we don't end up getting detected by the CCT, but I need a way to communicate with my followers when they're away." Ozpin explained with a shrug of his shoulders as he poured himself yet another glass of champagne. Qrow stared at him. "Oh, don't look at me like that. I'm pretty sure most of my bodily fluids have been replaced by Grimm sludge, it takes an insane amount of alcohol for me to get drunk."

"Yikes." That word alone could describe at least half of what Qrow had learned about Ozpin today.

"Want a refill?" Qrow looked at what Ozpin was pointing at. His own flute, now empty. He nodded, letting the wizard pour him a second glass. Ozpin got up from the table after that, his glass in hand as he leaned on the balcony, back to the Huntsman. "Anyway, there's still one part of your question I haven't answered yet."

Qrow frowned, before remembering. "Is there a way to stop your cycle of reincarnation?"

If he had seen the manic smile on Ozpin's face, Qrow would've been scared for life. "Nope~. There was, but Salem would've had to die, and she was unwilling to. And now, the only way to get rid of me has been made useless."

"What do you mean by that...?"

Before Qrow could get his answer, the Seer Grimm was back, pushing a tray with a plate that had a mountain of what looked like chocolate truffles on it. Ozpin turned around, snapping his fingers as he did so. The Seer rotated, floating toward Ozpin as the wizard reached a hand out, caressing the smooth surface. He looked at the Grimm warmly, before turning those same eyes on Qrow, making something in his chest flutter. "Slit my throat open."

One of the Grimm's tentacle morphed into a blade, and faster than Qrow could see, Ozpin's throat was opened with a gush of tar-like blood. Ozpin gurgled, more of the black sludge coming out of his mouth as he took a few steps back, before falling backwards over the edge of the balcony. Qrow's better nature took the better of him as he rushed out of his chair, rushing to try and catch the wizard. "OZPIN!"

... Only for the man to raise into the air, eyes ablaze as a gentle breeze carried him. Ozpin laughed awkwardly as the other man stared at him in shock. "Were you scared for me?" Qrow took a step back as what he realized was a nothing less than a living god touched down on the balustrade. "Don't worry, there's no need to! I know it's always a bit scary when I take risks like that, but I assure you: there's no need to, since I-"

"Can't die." Qrow finished, realization hitting him like a ton of bricks. "You can't die."

Ozpin frowned sympathetically at him as he sat down on the balustrade, looking up at Qrow. "She didn't tell you, did she?"

His answer came in the way Qrow crumpled to the ground, breathing harshly as if he was trying to refrain himself from crying. "No one wanted me-" He started in between gasps, Ozpin frowning as he came to kneel down next to him. "I gave my life to her because she gave me a place where- where I belonged-" He continued, letting the other man manhandle him into a hug. "I thought I was finally- finally-"

"Doing some good?" Ozpin finished for him. That opened the floodgates, Qrow burying his face in Ozpin's chest as he sobbed. Ozpin gently carded a hand through his hair, resting is lips on the top of his head. "You poor thing..." He muttered. "I'm afraid meeting Salem was the worst luck of your life."

Qrow continued crying, not noticing Ozpin manhandling him further until he was sitting in Ozpin's former chair. The wizard had his back turned to him, taking the plate with the truffles. "What are you...?"

Ozpin turned toward him, a kind smile on his face. "After everything you learned today, you must be exhausted. I just want to make you feel a bit better, is all." He came to sit on the table, plate next to him. He picked the truffle at the top, bringing it to Qrow's mouth. "Open."

Qrow nodded, opening his mouth and letting Ozpin handfeed him sweets, the wizard occasionally cradling his face or petting his hair. Ozpin smiled, picking up Qrow's discarded glass of champagne and sipping on it as the other leaned in his hand.

I win this time, dear~

#writing #my writing #ozpin #rwby ozpin #professor ozpin #qrow branwen #rwby qrow #evil ozpin #evil ozpin au #alcohol #tw blood #food #glynda goodwitch #rwby glynda #rwby au #rwby

[bobo-archive]

Nuts and Dolts angst but not like Penny death angst but more like angst that turns out ok in the end.

What are you talking about? Penny isn’t dead you silly goose!

Anyways uh here you go it’s kind of in the Penny dying area bUT but. BUT. She doesn’t die. So... Yay?

You Appeared

Summary – Penny wakes up after almost getting killed by Cinder Fall in the in-between realm. Realization hits when she realizes that Ruby is gone. And so are her friends.

Words - 1044

Waking up wasn’t pleasant. Penny groaned as she blinked her eyes open, her body ached and her chest stung. Sitting up she realized she was on a cot of sorts, no longer wearing her normal attire but instead a hospital gown. She also realized the bandages covering her chest.

 Her mind couldn’t even remember what had happened. Turning to the side she realized that she wasn’t alone.

 “Winter..?” Her voice was barely more than a whisper as the white-haired woman opened her eyes and stared at her. Winter stood up and hugged Penny, who let out a grunt in response.

 “Oh, sorry,” Winter apologized, “I’m glad you’re awake, Penny. How are you feeling?”

 “Tired, everything hurts, especially my chest,” She lifted her hand to place it across where her heart was, “What happened..?”

 “You… Don’t remember?” She said, a hand raising to her mouth, “Penny… I’m so sorry…”

 “Winter… what happened? Where’s Ruby?” Penny noted the absence of her best friend. Winter sat back down in her seat, hesitating to even speak.

 Penny didn’t even need an answer as she began to feel the memories come back.

 “I’m… I’m sorry…” Winter said, placing a hand on Penny’s shoulder.

 Penny remembered it all. Fighting Cinder. Yang falling… Then Blake and Ruby. She tried to save them! But she couldn’t. Then she remembered what had made her fall unconscious. She remembered the hand that grabbed her chest. It was cold, she knew as much as that before she blacked out.

 Tears filled Penny’s eyes as she fully realized what had happened.

 “She’s… None of them are coming back, are they?” Penny choked out. Winter shook her head.

 Penny had never cried before, really. She definitely didn’t like it. It felt heavy, yet relieving at the same time. It was hard to explain in all honesty. Winter stood up again to hug Penny, this time in not such a tough manner.

 , , , , , ,

 It’d been a while since then. Around a month. Penny had been made more aware of what had happened. Winter had rushed and picked Penny up before running through the portal just before it closed. They were in Vacuo now, away from the likely now fallen Atlas. Penny felt lonely. It wasn’t like she had no one of course, she had people like Winter and Nora, along with others.

 She’d made a steady recovery since then, the bandages on her chest having been removed. Though the scars remained where she’d been stabbed by the grimm hand. She was worried about any potential side effects, but there were none. At least to her knowledge.

 In the time they were gone a few people had joined them, including the remaining Ace Ops, Robyn, Qrow, and even Tai-Yang Xiao-Long and the now revealed Spring Maiden, Raven Branwen herself. Maria and her dad ended up arriving later on too, somehow they had survived when Amity touched down.

 It was odd. Quiet. Too quiet. Penny often helped where she could, hung out with Nora or Winter, and just kind of was on her own schedule of the time. It felt empty.

 What hurt the most was seeing the reaction. The blatant shock on Ruby and Yang’s dad’s face when he found out they were gone. Penny felt that pain. She didn’t want to accept that Ruby and her friends were gone.

 But they were. They at least probably were. They’d never come back.

 At least until the morning she was out helping Nora and Oscar with some of the local people. Now putting an entire kingdom into another kingdom was already a bad idea, but Atlas and Vacuo did not have a good relationship with each other. It was a miracle they were even allotted the land they were for camps.

 Often she and Nora would hand out water bottles or help with disputes around the camps. That’s exactly what they were doing that morning. Nora was carrying a basket full of water bottles while Penny and Oscar handed them out to people. It was just the normal routine. Every once in a while a grimm would stray too close and Penny would have to use her maiden powers to quickly be rid of the creature but otherwise, it was pretty smooth sailing.

 Until Ren had ran up to the trio with a shocked expression, something rare for the calm collected huntsman.

 “You have to come quick, it’s good news I swear,” He said. The three exchanged a glance before finding a few people who could take their place while they went to see what Ren was going off about. They followed him to Shade Academy and when they stepped inside Penny felt her jaw drop.

 , , ,

 Ruby had thought coming back would be easy, but the thought of Penny most likely not being there… She wanted to scream. She didn’t want to go back. She felt like she’d lost it all.

 When Weiss had found her in the mystical forest, she’d told her that… Penny likely was gone. She wasn’t sure one hundred percent, but with how Weiss had described Penny’s state to be before she’d fallen, Ruby knew. She knew she’d likely never see her redheaded friend again. Never see the smile on her freckled face. Never see the sparkle in her green eyes.

 Even when all of Team RWBY reunited she felt alone. Empty. She thought that things would’ve been different with Penny being human now. Part of her dreaded their return. If they even could return.

 Then they returned.

 She stood with her teammates and Jaune, even their new ally Neo stood with them. They’d been speaking with Headmaster Theodore when the doors to the academy opened. Ruby turned around and gasped. She was delighted to see the familiar faces of Ren, Nora, Oscar, and…

 “Penny..?” Ruby said in disbelief. Penny nodded, Ruby felt her eyes well up in tears as she and Penny ran to each other and embraced, “I thought you died!”

 “I thought you died!” Penny said right back. Ruby enjoyed the warmth of the hug. She didn’t want to leave it. She just wanted to stay in her arms. Not moving. Resting. Forget everything that was happening.

 Penny had been lost once. Twice even. But she reappeared. And Ruby was just fine with that.

#rwby #penny polendina #rwby penny #rwby ruby #ruby rose #nuts and dolts #rwby nuts and dolts #mechanical rose #rwby mechanical rose #rwby fanfiction #rwby fanfic

[taiyang-too-long]

*Raven slaps a bloodied goose across the table and jumps across, tackling Tai to the floor and straddling him with a lustful smirk* like THAT?! (Take a guess funny man)

A dead goose, and getting topped? It must have been his birthday and he’d simply forgotten. Tai propt himself up by his elbows, bringing his coy smirk abit closer to the woman.

“What’s this..you’ve brought me dinner and now a show?” He said with a raised brow “Raven Branwen, when did you become such a romantic?”~

#i write with many Ravens but im pretty sure i can guess #taiyang-too-long

[isolaradiale]

Lost in Space 16

Hello, Isolans! We have conducted an activity check for the month of December!

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Broken URLs:

Laurence (BLOODBORNE)

Timothy Hearst (D.GRAY-MAN)

Kars (JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE)

Kasumi Yoshizawa (PERSONA)

ACE ATTORNEY

Dahlia Hawthorne (APARTMENT 341)

Nahyuta Sahdmadhi (Edgeworth Manor [Archimedes])

 THE ADVENTURE ZONE

Indrid Cold (HOUSE 113)

 THE ARCANA

Vulgora (TOWNHOUSE 211)

 BLACK LAGOON

Balalaika (APARTMENT 370)

 BLAZBLUE

Hazama/Yuuki Terumi (HOUSE 135)

Litchi Faye-Ling (APARTMENT 322)

 BLOODBORNE

Laurence (TOWNHOUSE 213) *BROKEN URL

 BORDERLANDS

Gaige (TOWNHOUSE 247)

Rhys Strongfork (TOWNHOUSE 229)

 CRASH BANDICOOT

N. Gin (TOWNHOUSE 258)

 CUCUMBER QUEST

Quakemaster (APARTMENT 336)

 CYTUS

PAFF (APARTMENT 309)

 D.GRAY-MAN

Timothy Hearst (APARTMENT 323) *BROKEN URL

 DC COMICS

Bart Allen (Impulse) (HOUSE 127)

Damian Wayne (Robin) (HOUSE 104)

Dinah Lance (Black Canary) (CONDO 444)

Helena Bertinelli (The Huntress) (APARTMENT 340)

Jonathan Crane (Scarecrow) (TOWNHOUSE 228)

 DEAD BY DAYLIGHT

The Wraith (CONDO 445)

 DESTINY

Cayde-6 (APARTMENT 347)

 DEVIL MAY CRY

Trish (CONDO 403)

Vergil (HOUSE 129)

 DISGAEA

Valvatorez (TOWNHOUSE 261)

 DISHONORED

Corvo Attano (APARTMENT 305)

 DISNEY

Elsa (TOWNHOUSE 226)

 DR. STONE

Kohaku (TOWNHOUSE 240)

 DRAGON BALL

Frieza (APARTMENT 318)

 DUNGEONS & DRAGONS

Strahd von Zarovich (CONDO 430)

 EPIC SEVEN

Dingo (CONDO 452)

 FATE

Avenger (Angra Mainyu) (TOWNHOUSE 226)

Berserker (Minamoto no Raikou) (APARTMENT 338)

Lancer (Gareth) (APARTMENT 307)

Saber of Red (Mordred) (TOWNHOUSE 246)

 FINAL FANTASY

Aerith Gainsborough (HOUSE 134)

Ardyn Izunia (CONDO 421)

Hilda Ware (HOUSE 103)

Nero tol Scaeva (TOWNHOUSE 227)

Warrior of Light (Dragoon - Selenie Armour) (HOUSE 110)

Warrior of Light (Gunbreaker - Yurel Dazkar) (CONDO 470)

Warrior of Light (Warrior - Daigoro Kiyomori) (HOUSE 175)

 FIRE EMBLEM

Felix Hugo Fraldarius (CONDO 423)

Lissa (HOUSE 133)

Lorenz Hellman Gloucester (TOWNHOUSE 204)

Owain (APARTMENT 310)

 FRUITS BASKET

Mutsuki Sohma (HOUSE 113)

 GOOD OMENS

Crowley (APARTMENT 318)

 GRANBLUE FANTASY

Drang (TOWNHOUSE 252)

Vira Lillie (CONDO 403)

You (CONDO 421)

 GRAVITY FALLS

Dipper Pines (APARTMENT 315)

 HEROES OF OLYMPUS (PERCY JACKSON)

Nico Di Angelo (APARTMENT 313)

Percy Jackson (TOWNHOUSE 231)

 JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE

Kars (APARTMENT 312) *BROKEN URL

Kira Yoshikage (HOUSE 174)

Trish Una (CONDO 440)

 KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN

Dino Cavallone (HOUSE 102)

 KIMETSU NO YAIBA

Doma (TOWNHOUSE 246)

Shinazugawa Genya (CONDO 432)

Spider Demon (Mother) (APARTMENT 366)

 KISEKI

Randolph Orlando (HOUSE 140)

 LEAGUE OF LEGENDS

Kindred (APARTMENT 325)

 LEGEND OF ZELDA

Mipha (Link's Home [The Mistwood])

Nayru (APARTMENT 342)

 LUCAH BORN OF A DREAM

Lucah (CONDO 454)

 MAGNUS CHASE AND THE GODS OF ASGARD

Magnus Chase (TOWNHOUSE 261)

 MAHOU SENTAI MAGIRANGER

Hades Wise Goddess Sphinx (HOUSE 137)

 MARVEL

Otto Octavius (Doctor Octopus) (HOUSE 117)

 METAL GEAR

Paz Ortega (Pacifica Ocean) (TOWNHOUSE 205)

 MONOGATARI

Suruga Kanbaru (APARTMENT 345)

 MY HERO ACADEMIA (BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA)

Mirio Togata (TOWNHOUSE 220)

Ochaco Uraraka (TOWNHOUSE 217)

Shouto Todoroki (HOUSE 127)

 NARUTO

Genma Shiranui (APARTMENT 305)

 OKAMI

Okikurumi (CONDO 442)

 ONMYOJI

Abe no Seimei (APARTMENT 368)

 ONMYOUJI

Ibaraki Douji (APARTMENT 310)

 OTOME YOUKAI ZAKURO

Zakuro (Zakuro's House [Cotes])

 OVERWATCH

Roadhog (CONDO 470)

 OWARI NO SERAPH

Mikaela Hyakuya (HOUSE 144)

 PERSONA

Akihiko Sanada (APARTMENT 346)

Kanji Tatsumi (APARTMENT 315)

Kasumi Yoshizawa (TOWNHOUSE 212) *BROKEN URL

Maki Sonomura (HOUSE 173)

Ryuji Sakamoto (CONDO 426)

 POKEMON

May (HOUSE 145)

Nurse Joy (APARTMENT 307)

Red (HOUSE 102)

Sonia (CONDO 422)

 PORTAL

Intelligence Core (APARTMENT 313)

 RISE OF THE GUARDIANS

Nicholas St. North (TOWNHOUSE 219)

 ROSEN BLOOD

Stella (CONDO 442)

 RWBY

Adam Taurus (HOUSE 140)

Raven Branwen (HOUSE 138)

 SAIYUKI

Sanzo Genjo (TOWNHOUSE 226)

 SALLY FACE

Sal Fisher (APARTMENT 347)

 SHE-RA AND THE PRINCESSES OF POWER

Catra (HOUSE 118)

Entrapta (HOUSE 143)

Glimmer (HOUSE 133)

 STAR WARS

Rey (APARTMENT 316)

 STEVEN UNIVERSE

Blue Diamond (CONDO 407)

 SUPER MARIO

Luigi (TOWNHOUSE 260)

 TOKYO MEW MEW

Ichigo Momomiya (APARTMENT 308)

 TOUHOU

Remilia Scarlet (TOWNHOUSE 248)

Toyosatomimi no Miko (CONDO 438)

Yakumo Yukari (CONDO 404)

Youmu Konpaku (APARTMENT 362)

 TRIGUN

Midvalley the Hornfreak (TOWNHOUSE 206)

 UMINEKO NO NAKU KORO NI

Maria Ushiromiya (HOUSE 172)

 UNTITLED GOOSE GAME

Goose (OUTSIDE)

 VANITAS NO CARTE

Jeanne (APARTMENT 318)

 VOCALOID

Luka Megurine (TOWNHOUSE 208)

 VOLTRON

Keith Kogane (CONDO 418)

 THE WOLF AMONG US

Bigby Wolf (APARTMENT 316)

 THE WORLD ENDS WITH YOU

Joshua Kiryu (HOUSE 107)

 YUGIOH

Kogami Ryoken (APARTMENT 317)

#activity check #modnote #lost in space 16

[jadekitty777]

Just Want to See Your Smile

Day 6: Silence for @rwbymlmweek

Summary: When a bad day hits, on a whim, Qrow decides to pick up a gift for Taiyang.

Pairing: Taiqrow (I mean, at this point, what were you expecting)

Rating: K+

Notes: So this was originally written for Day 4 but by the time I finished it I felt it worked better for the theme for Day 6 instead. This is also probably my last entry for the week, but it’s been a blast!

~

“Thank you, come again!”

Qrow accepted the paper bag from the cashier, throwing it over his shoulder as he walked out of the grocery store. He shoved his free hand in his pocket as he headed down the road, weaving around other shoppers. The streets had a bit more bustle to them now that it was past 5PM, people going to and from stores or filling the sidewalks, though the little island of Patch never did compare to the congestion of the more populated Vale or, on his few unfortunate excursions there, Atlas. Still, he tried to avoid the busy hours as much as possible, and not entirely because of his wild-card semblance (though it made for a good excuse). He wasn’t exactly sure what it said about his personality that the only time he ever felt comfortable in a crowd was back in his Beacon days when he was getting shit-faced drunk in the middle of it all; nor did he particularly feel like analyzing his messed-up personality quirks even if he did wonder how Summer and Tai always made it look so easy to just talk with complete strangers like being friendly was the most natural thing in the world.

(At least, they used to make it look easy).

“Professor Branwen!”

He looked around for the source of the shout, soon recognizing one of his more talented students from his advanced combat classes. The short brunette was waving him over with an excited grin. Sitting on the ground beside him was a large cardboard box. Qrow glanced about before crossing the street, saying, “Hey spikes, whatcha up to?”

“Take a look!” His student, whose name was actually Reggie Rhinestone but Qrow had given him the nickname because his hair was just impossibly ridiculous, pulled up the flap on the box to reveal a gaggle of puppies nestled within. They were fat, stubby-legged little things with barely any tails to speak of and heads that were three-fourth’s ear, though they’d grow into them eventually. “Our dog Misty had them a few weeks ago.”

With the light now shining on them, the bundle of pups seemed to come to life, yipping excitedly and clambering over each other to get to Qrow’s hand when he lowered it towards the top of the box. He smiled a bit when one of them managed to lick his fingertips. “What are you doing with them out here?”

The teenager deflated a bit. “Mom says we can’t keep them so she told me to find homes for them all. But I want to make sure whoever adopts them is going to take care of them.” The smile he sent his way was probably supposed to be cunning, but Qrow saw the question coming a mile away. “You want one? They’re free.”

“Kid, you do happen to remember I almost blew off the roof of the auditorium when I was doing the dust lecture last week right? Responsible isn’t exactly my thing.”

That didn’t seem to deter Reggie any, his eyes growing wide and hopeful. “Ah, come on!” He picked up one of the puppies, one with cinnamon coloring and spots on its nose, and lifted it towards him. “How can you deny this face?”

For a moment, déjà vu hit him like a speeding train, and he had to blink away the double vision a different teenager altogether, this one a few years older and all sunny-bright hair and wide smiles. He shook off the feeling, the lingering nostalgia settling like a strange itch on his skin. “Well,” He tapped the pup’s nose. “I can deny this one.” He looked back down at the box, catching the one that had licked him around its middle and hefting it up. Gray eyes stared back, tongue lolling out. “But maybe not this one.”

“Really?!” His student said. He could have been a dog himself with how excited he was.

“Sure, why not. My nieces’ll love him.”

“Awesome! Now I just got to find homes for these three.”

“Good luck.” Qrow said, and that was some kind of ironic coming from him. He tucked the wiggling animal against his chest, certain his arm was going to be covered in slobber within minutes. “I better be getting home.”

“Thanks so much!” Reggie waved to him. “Bye professor!”

“See ya ‘round spikes.” He called back, starting down the road once again.

~

It had been way back in his first year of Beacon, when Team STRQ was still new and finding their footing with one another, that Qrow had agreed to go to town with Tai. What had possibly convinced him to hang out with the teammate that, at the time, he had liked the least in an environment he absolutely loathed, he couldn’t honestly say. He just remembered it happening and only because of one specific moment.

They had been walking through the less crowded part of downtown, Qrow trudging along the sidewalk and mostly ignoring whatever the blond was chattering nonstop about as he looked around for a place to eat. He had tuned him out so much, he didn’t notice that the other had drawn up short until a strong hand was gripping the back of his collar, nearly choking him to death. “Hey! What are you-”

“We need to go there, now!” His teammate said, pointing at a shop directly across from them.

He glanced at the sign that said Paws and Claws, and deadpanned, “You gotta be kidding me.”

But Tai had already crossed the street, calling over his shoulder, “Come on, hurry up!” Before slipping inside. Begrudgingly, Qrow followed.

The moment he entered the pet store the smell of pine wood shavings and an overabundance of cleaning product made his nose wrinkle. He disregarded the faunus – because of course it was a faunus – when she greeted him from her register, and headed further into the store. As he searched out the aisles for the wayward blond, the ever-present twittering of birds and hamster wheels followed him, furthering his annoyance at the whole situation.

He had just wanted some lunch, damn it all.

It was as he reached the pet food section that he heard Tai’s laughter, just as loud and boisterous as he could oftentimes be and followed it to the back of the store. The sight of the nearly-adult huntsman laying in the middle of a low-fenced pen and being smothered by no less than eight tiny dogs was without a doubt one of the most bizarre sights Qrow had ever witnessed.

“What in all of remnant are you doing?” He asked as he approached, peering down at him.

Tai grinned up at him, letting one spotted dog nibble at his fingers while he scratched behind the ears of another, fluffier breed. “What does it look like?”

He arched an eyebrow. “Like you’ve lost your mind.”

There was a snort, eyes rolling; though, his exasperation didn’t work so well when he started to snicker as one of the pups nosed at his side. Tai reached out to capture it, picking it up and placing it on his chest. “Aren’t you just the cutest? Yes, you are!” He cooed at it.

Okay this was getting a little creepy. “Seriously buddy, have you been sniffing dust?”

“Dude, they’re puppies. How can you not be excited about this?”

Qrow hesitated, his eventual response stunted, “Pets weren’t really a thing where I grew up.”

“Wait, seriously? Then get in here! You’ve been missing out.”

“I’m,” He started, watching a beagle growl and pull on the laces of Tai’s shoe, “Good, really.”

“Come on Qrow!” He sat up, lifting a dog in either hand and held one towards him. “How can you deny this face?”

He knew he probably meant the dog’s, which was nearly three-fourth’s ears, but it was his teammate’s, blue eyes practically gleaming with enthusiasm and smile wider then he’d ever seen, that lowered his defenses. Despite the fact Tai was generally an upbeat guy overall, Qrow had never seen him quite on this level of nirvana before. He knew if he continued to be, as Summer put it, a ‘grouchy goose’, he was likely going to ruin the other’s mood. While he couldn’t say why the idea bothered him so much when he’d be the first to proclaim himself as the uncaring jackass most people pointed him out to be, the fact was it did.

And so, he found himself reaching out, gathering the puppy in his hands and pulling it up to eye level. It gave little huffing whines as it wiggled its tiny paws, straining its little body towards him.

“Ah, he likes you!”

“It’s a dog. Pretty sure it likes everyo-” Qrow quieted abruptly when the pup managed to wiggle free enough to lick him on the nose. He stared at it like it had just done the most unforgivably adorable thing in the world.

Tai, watching the entire thing, broke out into bright laughter.

~

About two miles out of town the semi-worn forest trail opened up to large fields of grass, speckled with maple trees, and revealing the two-story cabin with its blooming sunflowers adorning the front. Drawn in by their laughter, Qrow spotted the girls playing in the dirt area they often used for their training grounds, though today it seemed more of an excuse to test their semblances out as Ruby zipped to and fro while Yang tried to catch her in an oversized fishing net (where had she even found it? Why did they even own it?).

“I’m not even going to ask.” He said as he stopped short of entering the dirt, catching their attention.

“Uncle Qrow!” Ruby nearly rammed into him when she came flying over, scattering disintegrating red petals everywhere. “You’re home!”

“You say it like I don’t come home every day pipsqueak.” He teased, reaching down to ruffle her hair. “Where’s Tai?”

“Dad’s having a bad day.” It was Yang who told him, balancing the net on her shoulder as she walked over.

“Yeah.” He said solemnly. “I know.”

Ruby looked at her toes, kicking at the dirt. “He’s sleeping on the couch.”

That made Qrow’s stomach knot a bit. “Don’t worry kiddo. I think I got just the thing for him.” He said in a confidant tone he definitely did not feel. He knelt down, setting the bag on the ground and reaching in, plucking out the squirming bundle he had let cuddle between the bread and cheese. The moment the animal was in view, he was predictably gifted with twin shrieks as they reached out to pet the puppy.

“We get to keep it?!” Ruby was practically jittering in excitement, undoubtedly moments away from losing control of her semblance. Knowing the dog probably didn’t need the whiplash, he made sure to place it into her older sister’s hands.

“Well, I think he’d make a good addition to the family, don’t you?”

Yang was laughing as her hand got attacked by excited doggy kisses. “Do you really think dad’ll let us though?”

He got to his feet. “Don’t worry, I’ve got that planned out. We just need to be a quiet for a minute.”

His plan was entirely improvised, of course, as he guided the girls through the back door which opened into the kitchen. He peered into the living room, seeing his partner was sprawled on his back along the couch, fast asleep as promised and snoring softly. For anyone else in the entire world, it probably would mean nothing, might even seem endearing; but for Qrow, he knew it was the onset of one of Tai’s spiraling spells.

He had started to notice the signs earlier in the week, a combination of lost appetite and restless sleeping that sometimes implied nothing but always put him on guard. Then it was other, smaller things – procrastination on chores, forgetting to grade an entire classes’ worth of essays, being a bit more sharp-tempered lately. All things that could be explained or excused off as just coincidental. But today had been his first real red flag when Tai skipped lunch with him entirely and Qrow had found him sitting at his desk in his empty classroom, head burrowed in his arms as he cried. He’d sat with him the entire lunch hour, filling the air with quiet, nonsensical talk but not pushing him to talk back, even once he had calmed down.

While he wanted to know, especially when Tai had been doing so well for so long, he didn’t ask why or what caused the onset. He had learned to accept that sometimes there just wasn’t an answer and all he could do was bear through it until the other bounced back.

It was why he offered to get the groceries, knowing that the small chore would feel like an incredible weight to his friend right now and was hoping to prevent it from pushing him down any more. It seemed something else had though, because napping on the couch always equated to a really bad day and while they weren’t the worst Qrow’d ever had to deal with – those, thank the Gods, seemed to be past them – they still tended to be the most crushing for him mentally since it tended to lead into Tai acting more like a lifeless ragdoll then a human being.

He’d come back to himself eventually; he always did.

It was just a matter of when.

It was lack of knowing that last bit that really scared him.

Qrow motioned to his niece, taking the dog as it was handed back over to him. He looked at him and murmured, “Alright you, work some of that puppy magic, alright?”

His guarantee was just a curiously tilted head and lolling tongue. He supposed that was the best he was going to get.

He tiptoed into the room, moving slowly as it was surprisingly hard to sneak up on the former Huntsman. His semblance and aura were very touchy, so he tended to stir easily when he realized something was approaching. When it came to being out on the field where Grimm could approach at any moment it was incomparably useful; not quite so great when sharing a living space though. But, having lived with him as long as he had, Qrow had the technique down to an art as he inched forward, watching him carefully and pausing any time the muscles in his face seemed to twitch.

Finally, he was able to gently lower the puppy onto Tai’s chest. Qrow sat down on the coffee table and watched as the corgi’s whole body seemed to shake with its wagging tail, taking a few wobbly steps forward to sniff at the man’s chin. He held back a laugh at the way Tai’s expression twisted a bit, softly grumbling sleepy nonsense, “Whaz oo dune?” as he turned his face away. The girls were not quite as successful, muffled giggles coming from the doorway.

When the puppy started to ravish him in kisses, blue eyes finally fluttered open and his eyebrows twisted together in confusion as he looked down. Then yelped, sitting up, and it was probably only his fatherly instincts that had him quickly reaching up to catch the pup before it could actually fall anywhere, cradling it in his hands. “What...?”

As the girls lost it behind him, pulling Tai’s attention his way, Qrow held up his hands and said, “Surprise!”

The look of total, unabashed bewilderment was worth it, the blond gaping like a fish and only becoming further lost when Ruby was at his side, red petals exploding everywhere. “Can we keep him? Can we?!”

“Wha-huh?! Wait-”

“Come on dad, please!”

“But I don’t even know where- ack!” The corgi was shoving his face into Tai’s, licking his cheek. He laughed softly, petting the puppy on the head. “Where did he come from?”

“Uncle Qrow brought him home.” Yang said as she hopped up on the table beside him, trying to hide her own eagerness by mimicking her uncle’s casual stance.

Qrow shifted uneasily when the man stared at him, spluttering incredulously, “You did? But why?”

“It’s, yanno, a birthday gift.”

The singly-arched eyebrow told him Tai wasn’t buying even an inch of that story. “Qrow, you don’t even know when my birthday is.”

“What? Of course I do!” He lied.

“Oh yeah?” He challenged right back, “Alright, when is it?”

Shit. “Uh, it’s uh. Um, J-July-”

“August.” Ruby tried to whisper but her voice was too loud.

“August!” He echoed triumphantly. “Twenty, er first?”

“Fifth.” Yang chimed in.

“Fifth! August twenty-fifth!” He nodded as if he had known all along.

Tai snorted, unable to help the grin as he let the pup settle in his lap, petting him idly. “So you got me a birthday gift in October because…?”

He thumbed the side of his jaw. “Just getting ahead for next year.”

Despite anything that happened before and anything that would happen later, every second felt worth it the moment that knowing, loving smile with its shadows of a more youthful, cheery Tai hiding within, became aimed at him and only him.

“Well,” Tai finally said, glancing down at the puppy. “Guess we better think of a name for our new family member then.”

“Yes!” The showering petals were a given. “Oh! Ohohoh!” Ruby waved her hand up high once she had settled back into this world’s rate of motion. “Blade!”

“He’s not a weapon, Ruby.”

“But it sounds so cool!”

“Well,” Qrow leant a voice, “How about Drooler?”

“You’re not naming it.” Tai decreed, likely thinking of all the ridiculous ones he’d given to his students over the years.

“Oh, because you’re the king of naming things?” He mocked, framing Yang with his hands as explanation. He winced only slightly when his niece punched him.

“Rifle!”

“Still not a weapon Rubes.”

“Doombringer!”

“I said you weren’t naming it Qrow!”

Deep in thought, Yang offered slowly, “What about Possum?”

That actually drew them all up short, and Qrow was the one to ask, “Possum?”

“Yeah, get it?” She couldn’t keep the proud grin off her face as she lent forward, catching the puppy’s feet. “Because he’s so paw-some?”

Tai’s eyes immediately lit up. “Oooh!!!”

“NO!” He and Ruby cried in simultaneous horror.

~

Zwei.

Many, many terrible ideas and a few decent ones later, along with a lot of laughs, they eventually settled on Zwei. It seemed to meet all the requirements: Cool sounding, cool looking, sort of rhymed with Tai – which seemed appropriate with a family already full of aptly named members – and overall just had that ‘right’ kind of feel to it. The rest of the night was split between playing with their new companion, having dinner and going to the store for toys and canned food, which ended in more playing of course.

Qrow descended the steps of the second floor, having just placed the girls to bed and feeling like he needed his own as he hid a yawn behind his hand. Tai was on the couch again, lying on his side and quietly petting Zwei who was nestled in the crook of one arm. “You’re not gonna fall asleep there again, are you?” He asked as he touched down on the last step.

The mellow smile didn’t falter even as his gaze flickered Qrow’s way and replied, “Not if it’s going to make you worry.”

“I-” He began but never finished, looking away and rubbing the back of his neck.

Tai sat up, moving gingerly so as not to awaken his puppy and beckoned him over. “Come here.” Once he had, taking the free cushion beside the other, a warm hand curled over his. “I’m sorry that I’ve been such a mess these past few days.”

Qrow shrugged, saying to the couch arm. “It’s just how it is sometimes. I get it.”

Fingers caught his chin, tilting his head until he was looking into the other’s honest eyes, tone afflicted with something somber. “I get it too, how it must be for you. And I wish I could promise that someday, this’ll stop but I don’t know if it will, so I can’t.” His hand moved to brush along his cheek instead, the exceedingly tender touch relaxing some of the tightly wound tension Qrow’d been steeped in all day. “I know I don’t often say it while it’s all happening, but I do want you to know just how much I appreciate everything you do when I breakdown like this.”

Even after all these years, Qrow still had never gotten quite used to how his partner could say stuff like this with such sincerity. And like usual, he had trouble accepting them with any level of grace. “It’s just groceries and stuff. Some chores. No big deal.”

Tai was at least aware of the fact he was in love with a socially and emotionally incompetent guy, so he took it in stride. “It is for me. It makes all the difference in the world. Just having you here in my life makes it one of the best parts about living it.”

He swallowed down a sudden rush of emotion, turning away to hide the heat he felt on his face. “Tai…”

A soft kiss was pressed against his temple, softer words accompanying it. “Love you. So much.”

It was almost too much, Qrow’s heart feeling fuller then he’d ever thought possible and as he faced the other, pulling him in for a passionate kiss that he hoped expressed all the mirrored feelings he couldn’t quite find the words to say, he had to wonder how the one guy who had the worst luck in all of Remnant got to be so damn lucky.  

~~~

A/N: So, my thought was kind of ‘gestures of love given silently’. To answer a question the blog asked prior, probably one of my favorite headcanons for this ship, Qrow specifically, is that he struggles to verbally say “I love you” so he finds other ways to show it and that Tai both recognizes and adores it. So, I realized this story reflected that a lot – hence why I decided to change the day. 

And, yanno, I can just never get enough of these two dorks supporting each other.

#qrow branwen #taiyang xiao long #Taiqrow #ruby rose #yang xiao long #rwbymlmweek #rwby #fanfiction #Chase Firekitten's Tale

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@storiestotell​​ said: “lain for the multimuse ask meme”

the meme in question | accepting

their general personality: Lain is shy and anxious but polite.  A bit of a people pleaser.  She’s withdrawn and quiet, but she definitely wants friends.  She will become distressed and try to backpedal if she says something that upsets someone because that is never her intention.  Although the same can’t be said for Evil Lain.  Honestly, it’s much easier to socialize with her online, where she tends to be much more open and chatty.  She’s curious and will ask a bunch of questions of people she meets in online spaces that she is too nervous to ask in person.

their hobbies: Lain is interested in computers (obviously) and can spend many hours in a row working on upgrading machines.  She is also interested in psychology, the study of how humans think, something that arose from her desire to connect with and understand them.  She doesn’t have a lot of hobbies because she tends to become overly invested in them, only wanting to work on those things and nothing else.

things they like: Teddy bears are her go-to comfort object.  And of course, she likes all things technology.  She also enjoys puzzles, she likes things that stimulate her mentally, as she loves to learn and figure things out.

things they dislike: Crowds, for one, especially when she feels like a lot of people are looking at her.  While she wants to connect with people, she does not like being the center of attention.  She also hates seeing people suffer, especially by her own hand.  Sometimes, her alterations to reality have unforeseen consequences, and what’s good for the goose is not good for the gander, so somebody somewhere is going to end up hurt by it.  By extension, she also doesn’t like people who willfully cause harm to others.

some things people do that annoy them: Be loud.  A lot of her work is meticulous and requires concentration due to the number of small parts involved.  Overprotectiveness towards her specifically.  Protecting other people is fine, of course, but she has had bad experiences with government agents who were “just looking out for her,” so when somebody gets very protective of her and tries to stop her from going places or doing things, she has to wonder if they really have her best interests at heart.  Waste time when she needs something of them.  Because of how meek Lain tends to be, a lot of people don’t always take her or her requests seriously and spend more time dicking around than doing what she asked.

how easily they form friendships: Ha!  Not very!  Which makes her sad.  She would like to be able to form friendships easier, but the truth is that she is just too shy for that and cannot hold a real-life conversation for more than a minute or two.  (May be an exaggeration, but you know.)

how easily they get crushes: Not very easily, either!  She prefers to connect with people on a more personal level first (I guess that would make her demi), but even if she does have a crush on someone, she isn’t likely to say anything about it out loud.  Not after she told the girl she did have a crush on that she loved her, and the girl responded with, “Do you even understand what you’re saying?”

the kind of person they get along with the best: Funnily enough, the best friend for Lain would be someone extroverted, who likes to get up and go a lot.  Because without a person like that in her life, Lain will become extremely isolated.  She doesn’t have a lot of incentive to get out by herself, but if someone invites her out, she will usually say yes because she is just flattered that someone would consider her like that.

the kind of person they get along with the worst: The type of person who practices wanton cruelty, of course, and doesn’t care about what happens to others.  She made an entire cult commit suicide when she figured out they were hurting people in her name, so y’know.  Murderers, especially those who are non-repentant about it, might not wanna fuck with a girl who can just... program their suicide into the code of the universe.

whether or not they could get along with your muse(s): Of course!  I can see her getting along really well with some of your positive and optimistic characters like Branwen and Nocome.  But I’m always open to any kind of relationship. ;)

#hc: lain #storiestotell #building nothing out of something [answered]