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official low activity notice
I’ve been trying to put it off for a while, but I can’t really any longer. I will be moving at the end of the month && visiting family for a few days. As a result, I will not be able to be super active here until after I’ve moved. I’ll be available on discord && you guys are free to add me if we are mutuals. I will be working on drafts, so pls forgive me for being the slow af. I’ll reblog this to my other blogs as well.
yo ! i am skoll, coming to you with a new weiss schnee blog ! do you enjoy snarky, yet genuine characters ? i can definitely say that is weiss here ! if you could, please like / rb this ! thank you ! <3
SELFIE? NO? \ \ \ indie mercury black, penned by swan. like or reblog if you’re interested in interacting.
she just shuts her ears — she’s fallen too f a r, with 𝖘𝖆𝖑𝖙 in her scars won’t let them taste her tears — she’s fallen too f a r, the girl that time f o r g o t.
(personals, please do not reblog!)
ǫʙ . misery
ᴄʟᴀssᴍᴀᴛᴇ
It takes Qrow a moment to process the idea of the woman before him leaving. His eyes only just adjust to the sight of her backing off as she talks and even then it takes a genuine struggle to pull his vision away for long enough to return to the present.
“Hey–no it’s my fault. Usually is. Uh–sorry you jus’… Remind me of someone.” His voice is soft, barely there as pink eyes are wide. She can’t go. The pain at the idea of meeting eyes with her again is all too real but this is the only reminder he’s had of Summer for so long other than Ruby. Qrow isn’t ready to be done with that just yet.
Scarred fingers thread through tanged hair at the back of his head, an eyebrow raised in question to himself. What does he do now? He can’t just stand here and wait for her to figure something else out to do. This is usually when Raven would step in and save Qrow from the interaction - damn sister running off with Bandits. “Uh, can I get ya a drink or somethin’? I ain’t got anythin’ ta be doin’ and it’s been a while since I’ve met anyone else from Beacon.”
Her expression is deeply skeptical of that statement, but she can’t say she doesn’t appreciate his attempt to be mindful about her feelings. Kasumi plasters a smile upon her face, weak enough that she wouldn’t make any attempt to escape what was likely to be a discomforting situation.
All the same, she can’t deny there’s a sort of morbid curiosity in meeting with a classmate that may or may not quite remember her reputation. Either way, she wanted a reminder of her past that wasn’t as painful as remembering her team.
“How about some fish && chips? The diner right there has the best in Atlas- I’ve traveled enough to know.”
ɪᴀ . burning lilies
ᴘᴏᴏʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ:
THE DEATH OF HER PARENTS had triggered a reaction so strong she couldn’t contain it. and with the humans around her taunting her, EXPOSED, she had swung more times than she could count. knuckles burned with the blood of her classmates, punch after punch proving too much for any of them. and despite the teachers’ attempt to calm her down, she slithered all too easy from the classroom with the simple flick of a lightswitch on the wall. she blended in no more, but rather, blended in with the walls to bolt out of the building. what was to become of her? her home? where did she have to turn now?
so she ran through the streets of atlas, fleeing the school’s property, doing anything she could to just get home. they had to be lying to her. all of the past reports of mining accidents — those couldn’t happen to HER parents. they’d be sitting at home when she got there. they had to be. she had nobody else.
that was when she collided with an unrecognizable woman, someone she’d never laid eyes on in the streets. she backed up, barely feeling like giving her the time of day. the urgency of getting home was DIRE. what did this woman matter?? her family was going to be waiting for her, right?
“ i – i have to go home, my parents, they — ” she choked out, the words, a jumbled mess in her denial. “ they said my parents died, that’s not true, ” she cried out, “ they wouldn’t — they wouldn’t leave me alone like this !! ”
Kasumi’s heart aches at the words - she had never once had the same sort of knowledge, that her heart had suffered just as much, but she would not deny the girl the right to discover the truth. Her fingers reach out to pat her fingers through her hair.
“You shouldn’t be running around like this on your own. You && I can go to your parents together - I’m sure they wouldn’t be happy to know you were on the streets alone dear.” Kasumi straightens her spine, gives the girl a slight tilt of her head.
“I’m Kasumi Junan. I run the jewelry store down the street.“
my url?
ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴜʀʟ sʜᴇɴᴀɴɪɢᴀɴs - aka how many coffee puns can i make for dear latte.
Thoughts on the character: Ah yes, there she is. The top binch. The Binchiest of Binches. I love me my binch character with a heart. let me have suffering gorls. tho again, like most people in rwby, Weiss was not a favorite. tbh I thought she was an idiot, shaking Dust around && then blaming poor Ruby.
Have you interacted before: i owe u a starter i am meme trash gomen. not here! but on my Mercury bloggo yas.
Favorite part of portrayal: How qualatte she is with her behavior. top-notch genteel behavior mixed with haughtiness.
One piece of advice: let me say ur are the best qualatte latte. full of sugar and cream and love!!!!
A verse (mine or theirs) I want a thread in: all the runaway weiss aus. let her be free AND HAPPY.
Thoughts on the mun: LATTE. SWEET LATTE. LOVABLE AND CUDDLABLE AND AMAZING AF. SWEET LOVELY LATTE.
drops url here gently
ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴜʀʟ sʜᴇɴᴀɴɪɢᴀɴs - a.
Thoughts on the character: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh. I’m not gonna lie Qrow is not my favorite person 99% of the time. As much as I didn’t like Winter (thanks to that incident I mentioned before) Qrow was not exactly any/much better. Maybe ye he had multiple goals, but Qrow is.... eh. He has nice legy && that kind of redeems him? (im v. not fond of alcoholics im sorry) Otherwise, Qrow was a good bean. He had his good moments, so I’m more on the yay birdman than ew birdman end of the spectrum.
Have you interacted before: Not too much here, but on my previous blogs... Boy i hope i have ahaha yes definitely. Nev’s Qrow is a wonderful birbman
Favorite part of portrayal: So gay he’s incapable of being sober. How hard he tries to keep himself together when it’s obvious he’s not fine.
One piece of advice: NEV YOU ARE GREAT LET ME LOVE YOUR BIRB MAN && OF COURSE LET HIM SUFFER.
A verse (mine or theirs) I want a thread in: Just let me toss my daughter at u.
Thoughts on the mun: NEV. THE SWEETEST NEV. PURE BEAN NEV. I LOVE YOU. ILUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.
slides over the url
ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴜʀʟ sʜᴇɴᴀɴɪɢᴀɴs - a.
Thoughts on the character: Okay but Hot Long Hair Rooster Sephiroth Mom™ did me a frighten when she first appeared, because I honestly && completely thought she was there to kill her daughter. Thankfully she did not. But - she did not endear herself to me at all tbh - her story - more importantly, what she did to Yang - makes it hard for me to like her.
Have you interacted before: Yas.
Favorite part of portrayal: How hard Raven tries to be cold but keeps slipping like whoops. A lovely part of her.
One piece of advice: LET HOT LONG HAIR ROOSTER SEPHIROTH MOM™ BE MURDEROUS. SHE’S PART OF A MURDER ALREADY MIGHT AS WELL GO WITH IT. also let me call u great all the time.
A verse (mine or theirs) I want a thread in: I mean, tribe Kasumi could be a thing. She gay af for Raven as it is.
Thoughts on the mun: INHALES HI I LOVE HAWK I WILL WEAR AN I LOVE HAWK SHIRT && CORRECT ANYONE WHO ASKS IF IT’S ABOUT BIRDS BC HAWK IS THE BEST && A COMPLETE SWEETHEART THIS HAS BEEN A PSA. Hawk is good && pure even if her headcanons are that of Satan. Ilu.
slides me url over,,,
ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴜʀʟ sʜᴇɴᴀɴɪɢᴀɴs - a.
Thoughts on the character: Tbh, I was not originally a Winter fan because of the first meeting - specifically between her && Weiss reuniting with the hit on top of her head thing. But, as the show went on, she grew on me as a character. She’s still not my favorite person, but I like her a lot more now. I am genuinely hoping that we see her in V6 && that her character development is used (pitting her between her loyalty to Atlas, the Schnee name, && her sister will be so good)
Have you interacted before: Not on this blog - but I definitely have on my Weiss blog, && I weep every time because Winter is a Good Big Sister™ to her.
Favorite part of portrayal: The nice balance between firmness && genteel lady-like behavior that she displays between each part of Winter. It’s a tough line to toe, but it’s wonderfully done.
One piece of advice: drink more tea Trust in your portrayal of Winter!!! She’s a good af Winter!!! Be confident u deserve it!!!!
A verse (mine or theirs) I want a thread in: tbh I would love a modern au verse bc Kasumi as a real-life burglar && Winter as a military agent on her case would be AWESOME.
Thoughts on the mun: Zee is a constant on point person, v. nice and always has a good thing to say to me when I’m being a terrible terrible nerd. Ilu Zee. u great.
Okay I opened my askbox omg I’m so sorry
Send me your URL & I’ll do the following
Thoughts on the character:
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I’ve isolated the lovely piano-violin duet in episode one that could easily be argued to be Roman’s theme (seeing as how the same melody occurs in each encounter with him). It’s just after the narration, when we first get a glimpse of Roman as he’s walking down the terrorized streets of Downtown Vale.
As it’s part of the score, it technically doesn’t have a name. I took the liberty of calling it “Roman Candle.”
@unfxxful
Well that took me 0.01 seconds to reblog
I imagine this playing in a brutal fight scene, explosions everywhere, smoke and debris flying in slow motion, while the bots charge into battle in absolute horror of what is happening.
ᴘᴘ . all that glitters
ᴘᴇɴɴʏ
❱❱❱ a gem ! // @siilverstrung
the streets were as long as they were uniform —well, to a point. there was a sense of structure she’d expected in a laboratory & yet between the stone & glass, there was history. architecture of old blended seamlessly with sleeker buildings more art than anything livable.
but this was atlas. & she made everything move for her.
penny’s brow furrowed, her green eyes scanning the glimmer of buildings she didn’t recognize. everything is fine. turning around to see that she didn’t actually look where she was going. okay! maybe not. as her gaze fell upon scintillating windows — where something seemed to move the light in subtle, dazzling ways — & she moved forward with caution.
slipping through the door, inquisitive, penny peered around. she was, for the most, obscured. in the distance, behind a counter that shimmered as sunlight danced against every jewel. there was a fair woman, whose face was indecipherable. she smiled, gentle but softly.
❛ oh — ! ❜ taken off guard, she entered hastily. patting down her pinafore, she clasped her hands together as she composed herself, ❛ salutations ! i am penny ! i am afraid i may have gotten — ❜ she paused, as her eyes drifted around the room.
❛ these are very pretty ! did you make these ? ❜
Ah, easily distracted, it seemed. Such sweet && easily distracted little girls were a rarity of this particular street. Rather, she had more of the spoiled darlings who pretended indifference towards her wares but whispering all sorts of things behind her back.
Such endearing openness was quite refreshing, && she smiles sincerely at the young woman, offering a soft wave at her.
“I did indeed,” She chuckled slightly. “I’m Kasumi Junan - the owner of this store.” The awe the girl displays over viewing her wares inspires a deep set glow of pride within her, && Kasumi does her best not to preen. “You seem to be quite interested in what I have here. Are you browsing for yourself or did this location just catch your fancy?”
ɢᴅ . extra credit
sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ
The young Gladiator blinked upon noting the woman donning battle attire. Should… she have changed? A faint sigh was given and she shakes her head, it was too late now; it would take her another fifteen to walk back up and get changed alone.
“Apologies if I am late-…” She began, her golden spear clutched in hand akin to a walking staff. Silence then befell Graeae, amber hues watching her tutor for further instructions. Oh, how she hoped that she didn’t need to engage in too many social interactions; she was bad at those.
“It’s fine.” She said wryly, noting the fact that the young woman was not dressed in her combat gear. She supposed that it was a sign of trust that the young woman didn’t just up && go into her uniform. The implicit trust there was warming, && she smiles at her.
“You shouldn’t really need it since I don’t know what the capabilities for Dust use is on your weapon. I have a set of capable weapons that you can use so that you can gain better understanding of each Dust combination.” She added lightly, before a slim finger crooks at the trunk, causing it to lift up from the ground && drift closer to her.
“We’ll be working directly in the Emerald Forest,” She informed the young woman.
ɪᴀ . burning lilies
Kasumi occasionally passes by the Atlesian preparatory school when she’s on a jewelry run - it’s by far the fastest && quietest route between her work && the warehouse that carried the raw materials in bulk for her to sculpt properly into her next pieces.
But to see the sudden arrival of a girl - whose skin was so blue that Kasumi would have had to be blind to miss her - hurtling through the streets at quite a high speed alarmed her.
Not because of her skin color - heavens, that was certainly the least important part - but the tears that poured down her face. The girl’s vision was likely poor given the force of her misery, && so Kasumi uses it as an excuse to catch the girl unawares, deliberately placing herself in the path of collision, wincing slightly at the sudden impact.
“My goodness - what happened hon?” She doesn’t grasp at the girl in any way that might make her try to squirm free, instead kneeling down so that their eyes meet, doing her best to display open sincerity for the young girl in her eyes.
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