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          he can see the fatigue on qrow’s face. the journey was long, they aren’t even done yet truthfully, tai knows this is just a single stop in their journey but he can’t just act as though he isn’t upset. he can’t shuffle over the problem because his partner is tired. that is dangerously close to lying, and while tai may be a man of many talents, lying was not one of them. 

          his anger does seep away a small bit, though. what was a dangerous, quiet rage simmers to a smoldering anger because he knows qrow is struggling. apparently the situation on the farm, how infested it had been with the apathy grimm...he’s not sure how he would have responded had their roles been reversed, aside from knowing without a doubt he would have never let the girls go off on their own in such an unfamiliar place. 

            that’s where his mind keeps coming back to. qrow left them alone. 

           tai sighs heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose before he shakes his head. the stuttering and uncertainty in qrow’s voice is hard to hear. it means the corvid knows he fucked up, too. 

           “you’re a huntsman, qrow,” he states, taking a step forward to place a hand along the other’s shoulder. his other has risen to a stubled chin, forcing pink to look up at him. he is angry, yes, but there is that lingering understanding plastered in soft blue, where it always is, “and we raised ruby and yang to be strong but they aren’t huntsman yet. they don’t know the things we do. it’s your job to protect them in my absence and if that’s too much for you, i’m sorry, but i don’t care. you knew that going in to this.” 

          the truth. tai will tell it to him no matter how difficult it may be to hear, “it’s not just about you anymore. it’s about me and them and this family. i want you to think of me and ruby and yang every time you go to take a drink. i want you to remember what happened at that farm. you and i both know sadness and regret is no excuse to fall apart.”  he’s done it before, almost checked out entirely because of it. tai knows apathy, and he’s beaten it. but only with help. 

           “let me help you, qrow. please.”

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          he thinks it’s been months. months of minimal contact, months of no contact - if he was being honest with himself. still, the blond was on his mind constantly - the youngest branwen had been planning this for weeks. planning what he was going to say when he saw tai again - deciding how he was going to explain the truth away and make it clear that all of this had been some terrible fucking series of events that cut off contact to everyone, that left him stranded in the middle of no where with dwindling aura supply and nothing but his wits to keep him alive…

          qrow had never been good with plans. this was no exception to that rule, apparently.

          that’s what he pins the rush of blood to his head and dull buzz in his skull when he comes face to face with tai for the first time in five months. the agonising silence that falls between them and leaves the corvid with nothing in mind but his usual bullshit (if he does say so himself). pink hues look everywhere but directly at his partner, bandaged hands gripping to his flask as if it were a lifeline - in many ways it probably was at this point. long since empty and nothing more than a reminder of the past. 

          a lopsided, tentative grin is offered to the space beside taiyang’s head. maybe he shouldn’t even be here? lingering doubt hovers over his actions as the taller of the two shuffles on the spot. “so… been a while… huh?” // @dadjckes. // you didn’t ask for this but he’s being gay this is all i’ve got in me rn shi

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          he’s a patient man. you’d have to be to try and court one raven branwen in your teens, and to raise two headstrong girls without squashing any bit of their creativity. no, tai knows when to be patient, despite his roots of dangerous and ill-advised games. he’s learned in his age that the best things in life are worked toward. they came with dedication and hard work. his relationship with qrow he considers to be one of those things, and offers as much patience to it as he does everything else he loves.

          and yet, even tai finds the time apart heartbreaking. he has no one to blame, knows the job and the risks and he signed up for this, they both did. he knows this was always a possibility but the constant worry, the sleepless nights, the uncertainty...it can wear on a person. and tai is so terribly familiar with loneliness. an empty bed had been his life for quite some time, he’d almost given into the idea it would be empty forever but then qrow became and even larger part of his life. now that tai had him, letting him go was getting harder and harder to do. 

           he’s not expecting anyone that night, elbow deep in soapy water to clean his plate from dinner. he’d eaten alone, trying not to consider how depressing that was, when the knocking on his door strikes him. something...it’s something. he feels something. not trepidation or grief but suspense all the same. just not at all dastardly. more hopeful and swelling, his chest sudden;y warm and the plate in his hands is literally forgotten about as it tumbles to the floor. he doesn’t hear it break, too busy sprinting for the front door.

           qrow. he’s on the other side, bruised and battered a little but he is breathing. he’s alive. he’s home. like the first breath after emerging from ice-water, tai’s chest tingles with his sharp inhale, not bothering to respond before he’s snatching the man in both arms and pulling him close, over the threshold of the door to pull qrow inside.

           “i missed you.”

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soooo uuuhhhhhhhh my ravens where you at

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           tai, with his semblance, purposely put lots of trees and forest-life around the perimeter of his home. he did this specifically to make it harder for the occasional grimm that wander patch to navigate to it. natural borders have been proven one of the best protections against them, after all. 

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i take most of chibi as crack and with a grain of salt, but there are a few things that i will take and formulate on because canon has given us so little on tai aside from ‘he’s their dad.’

+ )           he does long board. he’s actually pretty good at it, and knows a few tricks. he likes to board with zwei on long walks, and when he wants to clear his head. he has two long boards currently; ref pics one! and two! the first is his oldest, back from his beacon days (he’s had the hobby for awhile.) the second was a gift from the girls before they went off to beacon themselves.

+ )           as a side note, he also surfs. he has his own surfboard ( ref pic here! ) but doesn’t use it very often. he hasn’t gone down to the beach in awhile. 

+ )           considers himself a handy man. though he’s tried too many times to bite off more than he could chew, so in his age he knows when he’s in over his head and to call someone if he really can’t fix something. but you bet your ass he’s going to make damn sure he can’t fix it himself first. 

+ )           he legit does not know anything about technology aside from how his scroll works and even that he’s constantly asking yang how to change his ringtone and he figured out how emojis work literally a year after everyone else. 

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           idk like for tai in your inbox?

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tai vc: you lET MY GIRLS GO DOWN A SCARY WELL ALONE???????

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the envelope that eventually makes it to tai's doorstep contains a letter with the usual chicken scratch writing and spelling errors that shows qrow at least /tried/ to make it presentable for the huntsman. an update on everything with the girls. they're okay, on their way to atlas, whole team back together. how he wishes their team were together still. when tai finishes reading, a single black feather - greying at the edges - falls from the paper. it's signed with extra care, love, qrow.

          sometimes, he feels like the war wife, staying home while his strong strapping husband is off fighting on the front lines, leaving him to toil in the dishes and housework and worry on his own. but only sometimes, because tai is a busy man himself. with his own students to teach, his own borders and homes to protect, there’s always something to do. he keeps himself busy and it’s only the nights that feel the loneliest. hell, ten years ago he’d call himself crazy for actually missing the crow’s presence but each night after checking empty rooms, he pats the empty side of his bed and offers a small, unspoken bit of encouragement: 

           come home. not right now, not until the mission accomplished, but to eventually come home. 

          zwei barks to alert him of the mailman that morning, tai is there to greet him at the door and they chat a moment because he misses conversation that’s not with a student or about the end of the world, but quickly dismisses the man when he’s handed a letter with a chicken-scratch scrawl on the envelope that he can place without question. he sits at the kitchen table to read the letter, not even bothering to nit-pick about the structure and spelling because it’s from qrow and he’s letting him know everyone is alright. the girls are safe. thank god. that they’re heading to atlas, they’re together and safe and they’ll watch each other’s backs.

          a breath he hadn’t been aware he was holding in releases from his lungs, tai sitting back in his seat as relief floods through him. this letter was sent a few days ago but it’s recent and the most news he’s heard for weeks. relieved doesn't even begin to cover how he feels in that instance, and this letter will hold him over for at least another week…the feather that falls out is rolled between his fingers, back and forth, held gentle. his fingers slowly run along the tip, feeling the softness through worn hands.

           he pins it on the fridge, letting fingers touch the feather in passing for weeks.

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my inner tai wanted to smack qrow that last ep tbh

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tai, anytime ruby or yang does anything, ever:

[alex-sumu-deactivated20200721]

Summer: I’m pregnant

Taiyang: *in tears* Hello pregnant, I’m dad

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          casual reminder that literally nothing comes before his daughters not even his s/o like he loves you babe but the girls are before you and they always will be 

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🌹 🎃 Happy Birthday, you funky little huntress. 🎃 🌹

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