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A Taiyang Xiao Long and Qrow Branwen Multimuse.

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And finally….Qrow Branwen is here!

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#//mando!qrow!!!!#//aaaaaaaaaaaaaa #//i am such a NERD #//i love this so much i love it so much #🌑 bad luck charm; visage

feraltwins:

“Different context. Believe me when I say that thought had never once crossed my mind.”

“Mmm. Nope. Not convinced.”

#//qrow: i will poke the bear #feraltwins #//but now i gotta go to work

feraltwins:

“I simply refer to him as ‘ the stupid one ‘.”

“Considerin’ that’s the same line you use on Tai, now I’m just concerned yer flirtin’ with me.”

#🌑 did you know crow’s are a sign of bad luck?; ic #feraltwins

@flightofaqrow says: You can still be the tall one. Apparently he's the hottest one.

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“Hot is subjective.” Though, yeah. The tattoos are hot. He’s hot. “He can be the Stylish One? He’s still got an inch on me though.”

#//it's okay qrow you can be the shrewdest one #//or something #🌑 did you know crow’s are a sign of bad luck?; ic

“Wait, I’m no longer the ‘tall one?”

#🌑 overheard across the bar; dash commentary

courtclover:

“Yeah I do! I have 151 crabs! Want to hold one, Qrow?” He asks, but he’s already handing one over to Qrow.

“That’s Lollipop. No, wait. I think this is Lollipop and I gave you Cotton Candy. It’s hard to tell they all look the same.” He’s already naming them.

Well, the joke didn’t land, apparently. Water off a fisher’s back.

“Cotton candy? This better not - OW!” Trying not to flail and fling it, as it pinches his thumb.

#🌑 did you know crow’s are a sign of bad luck?; ic #🌑 he’s everything i wished i could be; courtclover

reverentiia:

She’s not scared of some feathers-for-brains!

Hi-YAH!

#//and there they go #🌑 did you know crow’s are a sign of bad luck?; ic #reverentiia

reverentiia:

“You’re looking a little crabby yourself there, Qrow.”

“Terrible.”

#🌑 did you know crow’s are a sign of bad luck?; ic #reverentiia

reverentiia:

“Every day is the holy day of misfortune for you. It’s just a bit more obvious today.” Raven pulls a banana out of her belt and starts to peel it with a shit-eating grin.

“Oh you daughter of a-”

He explodes in a blur of feathers.

Bring it on!

#🌑 did you know crow’s are a sign of bad luck?; ic #reverentiia

reverentiia:

“That explains the crabs I found in the bathtub.”

“I did not.” How would he even find- “I made mistakes with seedy bars and bedmates, and took care of it away from home.”

#//yeah sorry everyone but i am absolutely sure qrow has gotten some kind of sti at some point #🌑 did you know crow’s are a sign of bad luck?; ic #reverentiia

“Clover has crabs? I’m surprised he’s so open about it. I kept it to myself, personally.”

#🌑 overheard across the bar; dash commentary #//i am sure this is not what khristle intended for but there we go

reverentiia:

“It’s not my fault you don’t watch where you’re going. You don’t need my help to make a fool of yourself.”

“I watch just fine. Today just is the Holy day of Misfortune, so I become the whipping boy.”

#🌑 did you know crow’s are a sign of bad luck?; ic #reverentiia

reverentiia:

“You tell me. How many times have you fallen?”

“... thirteen. I’ve fallen thirteen times. And if I discover it’s been a raven dropping them all over Atlas, I’m going to turn it into an Sunday dinner turkey.”

#🌑 did you know crow’s are a sign of bad luck?; ic #reverentiia

“HOW MANY BANANA PEELS ARE IN ONE FROZEN CITY?”

#open

@bcwtched sent: 📚 + 32 (for dragon tai)

(The Winner iiiiiiis: Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman! The scene is a few people show up on the MC’s doorstep, with some questions).

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People didn’t come out his way on Patch much anymore. The girls were gone, Qrow was gone, Port was more or less retired and Barty was busy with his Deputy Headmastership and trying to retake Beacon with Glynda. When Tai heard the knock he’d glanced at Zwei questioningly, and felt himself tensing up. Knocks could mean a lot of things. Like Ozpin, coming to inform him that Summer would not be coming home.

He swallowed, tried to banish the nervousness, and eased open the door to squint outside at whoever it might be. For a moment, he expected police uniforms. Maybe some Huntsman acquaintance, or Barty. Maybe even Glynda.

Not... well. Whoever the heck this man was.

He craned his neck back, easing the door open enough so he could even look properly. He was tall. Impossibly tall. And more importantly, he was hurt, favoring one side and looking worse for wear. Tai at once felt a stab in his chest to open his door and offer aid immediately. Only old instincts instilled by Qrow and Raven kept him from it.

He took a deep breath, trying to get a scent from him, staging it like apprehension. He smelled... familiar, and yet not. Not really human.

Could he be...? “Can I help you, stranger?”

#🌻 fiery heart; ic #🌻 lightborn; dragon au #bcwtched

@scatterose sent: 📙 + page #117 for vampire qrow! 👀

(The Winner of last book read waaaas... Furies of Calderon by Jim Butcher. I discovered most of my books have been packed so all I have is JB and Neil Gaiman close at hand lolll. The scene in question is rescuing a girl from a deadly storm).

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If he pretended he didn’t hear her yells, if he kept going and flying as hard as he could, he could outpace the storm. He could find somewhere safe to hole up, wait it out, and move on. Hide from daylight, if he had to and it lasted that long. It didn’t have to be his problem. It wasn’t like he didn’t have thousands of his own to worry about.

She screamed again, and Qrow felt his will break. As much as he liked to pretend he’d stopped caring a long time ago, he knew he hadn’t. He let the wind turn him, lifting under his wings, and shot towards where she heard her cries.

It didn’t take long for the wind to push him towards her. He waved through the air, through whipping boughs, and past the presence of too many Grimm, before he spotted her. She was ghostly, white cloak plastered to her form, daggers flashing in the darkness. More than that, he realized he recognized those cries.

Well, it was too late to turn back. If he was lucky he could help her out of her bind and disappear before she realized who he was.

He dropped like a stone, feathers melting way to skin, to clothes, to cape, and to his weapon.

Harbinger flashed in the glare of a lightning strike, cutting through the beowulf that had been coming up behind her. All he had to do was kill them, see Summer safe, disappear, and ignore the weight of his choices in his heart. After all, he’d left them.

#🌑 in the blood; vampire au #🌑 did you know crow’s are a sign of bad luck?; ic #🌑 we should just kiss like real people do; scatterose

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