Sorry for saying that but how many blogs do you have?
I have about 6 blogs I use altogether. As well as 3 others I don't really use anymore. So, about 9 blogs in total.
There's my RWBY blog, @ask-stjerne-and-logan, where I sometimes RP with my RWBY OCs, Stjerne Fallende and Logan Clementis. It was also the first blog I ever had since coming on here.
Then there's this blog, @ask-the-twst-girls, which I use for a majority of my TWST activity. I also have @ask-the-yearbook-club, which is used for the Ignihyde OCs I made.
Outside of that, I have @notyourclockworkgirl1711, which I use to reblog random stuff that I like that's unrelated to the fandoms I'm in. I also have my art blog, @ceciasa, where I post art I draw myself. There are other links to my artwork on there as well.
I also have my lotr blog, @that-lotr-girl, where all the LOTR stuff I post or reblog goes.
Minor blogs I don't use as much are @ask-prefect-reinna-ravenclaw, (first TWST blog). @ask-dracella-von-burgundy (RWBY blog), and @the-awesome-brit-and-i, which is a Hetalia blog.
As you can see, I'm pretty organized with my stuff, LOL.
It was late at night when Ozpin was pulling another all-nighter in his office, trying to finish some work. He was so deep in work that he didn't even hear the elevator doors open, or hear anyone run towards him. Only when he felt a small hand grab his arm did he snap out of his daze and look down to a younger girl, around 7 or so, looking up at him worriedly.
As Ozpin felt the hand on his arm he jumped a bit. He looked down to see Stjerne. He lightly smiled. “Stjerne, what are you doing out of bed? It’s past your bedtime. Are you having trouble sleeping, my dear?”
If everyone attended a Pineforest family Thanksgiving dinner.
((This chat features @alphabeowolf-ism @ask-stjerne-a-fallende @killua-and-company @firebluevixen @the-last-ice-elf and @doctoroobleck.))
*Everyone was sitting at the table of a Pineforest family home. There were over thirty people at the table while the younger kids were sitting at their own table with Golian in another room.*
Oobleck: Thank you all for inviting us. I am curious about this, though. Is there a reason why you didn't get a turkey?
Denny (One of Cins Uncles): We don't serve turkey anymore because someone ruined that for us a few years back. So, now we fix lamb and roasted pork. *He looks at his younger brother, Link.*
Link: Hey, don't blame me! It's not my fault that stupid bird didn't cook right!
Emerald (One of Cins Aunts): You tried to cook it while it was still frozen! It gave all of us food poisoning!
Link: Maybe you should get a better oven! The one you have stinks!
*Emerald threw a bowl of green beans at him, hitting him in the face. He threw the bowl off and leaped across the table, tackling her.
Ava: *Grinning.* Yeah! Fight! Fight! Fight! This family rocks!
Killua: *He looks at Cin with a knowing smile.* Looks like we're in for another interesting get together.
Cinnamon: *She smiled back at him.* Seems so. Nobody can say our family is boring.
Stjerne: *She looks at Ozpin and Richard.* Are all these dinners like this?
Richard: *He shakes his head.* Not all of them. One time the whole family got into a food fight. We spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning up the kitchen after that.
Ozpin: I believe I remember that. Compared to past get togethers, this one is fairly tame. *Something breaking in the living room sounded.* Ah, spoke too soon. Looks like this dinner is one of the milder ones.
Red: *Looks at Oobleck.* What did we get ourselves into, Bart?
Oobleck: *Looks at her.* No idea. But, keep in mind they're our family too. This is something we're going to have to get used to.
*Meanwhile, with Golian and the kids.*
Golian: So, I took my sword and plunged it into the beasts belly. It began thrashing, trying to get me out from under it. But, I continued to drive my blade deeper into it until it began dissolving away like the foul Grimm it was. I was victorious! I grabbed the ore and made my way back to my shop.
*All the kids did was stare at her.*
Little girl: What's ore? Can you eat it?
Golian: *Stares at her with a confused look.* ......What?