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You... you cant flip or mirror buildings...
“eavesdrop” (for Qrow uwu)
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“I know what people expect when they think of Qrow. They expect chaos. Bad habits. Trouble that follows like a shadow.” A small, fond huff of laughter escapes her. “And, yes, he is all of those things. But he’s also earnest. He pretends not to care, pretends everything rolls off his back, but I’ve seen how hard he tries. How much it costs him to keep showing up.”
Her expression softens, almost protective.
“Qrow’s always felt more like a little brother to me than anything else. Loud. Stubborn. Reckless in that way that makes you want to grab him by the collar and shake some sense into him.” She shakes her head, amused. “He gets in his own way constantly and then looks surprised when the world bites back." There’s no condescension in her tone, just the affection of a friend. “He trusts me. And that matters to me.”
Aurelia glances back, eyes warm. “I just…stand there when he needs someone who won’t flinch at the mess. Someone who’ll call him out and have his back.” She exhales slowly. “Everyone deserves someone who believes they’re more than their worst luck. For Qrow, I’m happy to be that person. Big sister, pain in the ass, steady presence...whatever he needs that day.” A pause, then a faint smile. “He might never say it out loud, but I know he knows. And that’s enough for me.”
fighting for my life at this point
"Death is a social construct~!"
that's a pretty sour frown for someone within hugging distance >:3 // the baby @ zeke .
Aw crap...
And he’s just gonna hastily take off the chef's hat and put away the metal tongs before picking up one of Li’l Wolf’s books and pretending to read it.
Barbecue, what barbecue? He’s totally been doing this the whole time.
“Yeah, yeah, I see ya...”
i just remembered that li’l wolf is only six in the majority of the comics and by the time you get to the french comics in the nineties and the house of mouse episode in ‘02, he’s around ten or eleven. the idea of big bad realizing his son’s growing up... ;-;
tfw you genuinely can’t remember whether you did one thing or another thing bc it was super late at night and it could’ve been partly a dream-