May 11, 2024
Qrow : I love saying 'fuck me' because it can either be sexual or self-loathing and those are two things that describe me perfectly.
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Qrow : I love saying 'fuck me' because it can either be sexual or self-loathing and those are two things that describe me perfectly.
Imagine being Qrowe’s classmate "
"Did you do the homework" you asked
"we had homework" Qrowe pondered as he walked along side you to get to your shared class.
"we had to memorize and write down the major vital points of a death stalker" you answered
"oops"
Two birb twins wearing twinsy sweaters. I needed some chibi Raven in my life. Haven't drawn her in awhile. Plus it gave me an excuse to utilize a cute idea as well as draw more Qrow.
@ozqrowweek Day 2 - Corruption
(Back with more angst with Corruption. This takes place in an Ozpin is alive but for some reason Oscar is still there during the episode 'Witch' with a few adjustments and...'additions', I should say.)
Pairing(s): Oz/Qrow
Prompt: corruption
Warning(s): Angst, violence, implied torture, injury, bad writing, Salem
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“...Oz…Oz…OZ!”
Ozpin’s eyes shoot open. Qrow is standing in front of him, heavy bags under his eyes and salt and pepper hair a mess. Oscar and, surprisingly, Emerald Sustrai, are undoing his restraints while Hazel watches from the side, constantly checking the entrance to the torture room.
“Q…Qrow?” He croaks.
“Oz– oh shit– Gods, Oz, what did she do to you?”
“What…what are you doing here?”
Qrow’s brows furrowed. “What – what do you mean, ‘what am I doing here?’ I’m here to save you!”
“We’re here to save you,” Oscar corrects him, “And it would help if you weren’t so loud, y’know?”
Qrow rolls his eyes. He keeps a steady hand on Ozpin’s face. His vision is a distorted mess of colors and wiggling shapes. His arms are numb from having them tied in the same position for nearly an entire day. Qrow undoes his restraints and he falls head first into his chest.
“Easy, Easy, Oz.”
“You…you shouldn’t be here…” He croaks.
“Yeah, well we are.”
“E-even after…everything?”
Qrow stops, lending him his shoulder for support. “Yeah…yeah. And don’t ask why. You already know the answer. Just…stop talking until you get your strength back, ‘kay?”
He nods.
“The coast is clear, but I doubt it will be for long,” Hazel says.
“Thank you, Hazel…”
Hazel frowns. “I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing this for the boy.”
“R-right…”
“We have to get going now. Hazel and I will show you the way out, but you need to stay close so my illusion can hold properly. It’ll already be a bitch to do thanks to Mr. Magic Man and his insane aura giving away our location.” Emerald explains, not too pleased with the situation.
“I don’t think he’ll be much of an issue with how he is right now,” Oscar says, earning a glare from Qrow, “What? I’m being honest here!”
“Let’s. Go.”
“Alright, Tick Tock. Let’s get moving.”
Qrow slings Ozpin’s arm over his shoulders as the group jogs out of the torture room and into the crimson hallway. Emerald activates her illusion as they try to race for the exit. Ozpin vaguely feels the presence of three unique auras coming from the adjacent hallway. It thankfully isn’t Salem but the whale houses many of Salem’s dedicated followers still roamed the inner walls.
“Someone’s coming…”
“Salem?”
“No, it’s–”
A head of fiery blonde hair comes into view. Then the gold of Jaune Arc’s shield, and then the sheath of Lie Ren’s dagger. The trio stops in front of Emerald. Yang glares at her. “You!”
Emerald puts her hands up. “W-wait, don’t shoot! I’m not gonna hurt you!”
“Yeah, as if I’d believe that!” Her eyes glow a harsh red as she loads Ember Celica with bullets and prepares for an assault.
Ozpin slips out of Qrow’s grasp and falls forward, “Wait!”
He falls out of Emerald’s illusion and onto the flower. Yang is taken aback. “Ozpin?”
Emerald’s illusion falls, revealing the party behind the former foe. Oscar dives to pick up Ozpin and Qrow steps around them. “Heya, kids.”
Their mouths fall open in surprise. “Qrow?! What are you doing here?”
“Saving Oz and Oscar. What are you doing here?”
“The…same thing you are?” Jaune replies.
A heavy sigh escapes Qrow as he shakes his head. “I swear, I can't leave these kids alone for a second.”
“Is everyone okay?”
“We’re fine, but we need to get out of here before Salem finds us!"
The hairs on the back of Ozpin's neck stand at attention as a horrible feeling slice through his stomach.
She's coming.
He jumps up, musters up all the magic within his bones, and casts a protective bubble around the group just as a blast of dark magic strikes. The attack shatters the bubble the second it hits, knocking everyone across the floor. They all scramble to get up but hands emerge from the ground and pull them back down.
Ozpin can't bring himself to look up as he feels Salem's overwhelming aura approaches them.
She tsks, "Even after all these years, you're still causing me such trouble."
She's towering over him now. She reaches down and brings his head up with her cold, pale hand. He shuts his eyes. He can feel her eyes burning his eyelids.
“What’s the matter, Ozma? Can’t look at me, can you? Think you’re still so high and mighty that you can’t even look at your own wife?”
“You’re not my wife and I am not Ozma,” He says.
She cuts his cheek with her nail. He winces. “You really think playing these games will help you, Ozma? Do you find enjoyment in causing those you love such pain?”
That gets him to open his eyes. Her face is mere centimeters from his. Her dark eyes are fiery with a millennium's worth of hatred and rage. He looks around and sees his companions struggling on the floor, fighting against the Grimm's hands. Qrow has one around his face. His hand has a fierce grip on Harbinger but he can’t raise his arm and he can’t fire it without injuring the others.
“Please…stop. This has nothing to with them!”
“You should have thought of that before you decided to come back,” She pulls him close until their foreheads touch, “Why do you keep coming back?”
“Why do you?!”
Ozpin’s heart sinks to his stomach as Salem slowly turns to face Yang. “What was that, girl?”
Yang glares daggers at her, “Why do you get to come back?! All of this endless death because something bad happened to you once upon a time? Nobody gets a fairy-tale ending. Everything I've lost, every person I've lost is because of you!”
“And who is it I’ve taken from you, girl?”
Her eyes well with tears, “Summer Rose. My mother.”
The room goes dead quiet. Salem tilts her head to the side, a small but satisfied smile curling on her lips. “Hm…her again.”
Ozpin’s ears ring. He sucks in a deep breath before he charges his hands and swings his fist into her cheek. She flies across the room and crashes into the wall. The hands release his captured friends as he hits the ground.
“OZ!” Qrow yells. He runs to his lover but another hand appears out of the darkness and pulls him and Jaune back.
“NO!”
Salem, her spine bent backward, emerges from the falling debris with both of them in hand. Their bodies contort in agony as the color from their bodies drains until they are as stark white as Salem’s. The veins etch onto their skin soon after as the whites of their eyes pool with black.
Qrow’s hand stretches out to them, tears running down his face. “G…go…”
Ozpin’s heart shatters as Salem lets them fall limp onto the floor. They are still for a few seconds before they rise robotically. Pale, scarred skin, dark emotionless eyes, blank expressions. Salem slips a hand on each of their shoulders, a smirk full of malice curling on her lips.
“They’re mine now, Ozpin.”
*after Clover dies*
Qrow: And you know what the worst part is?
Robyn: That you're having to process your pain without vodka?
Qrow: No.
Qrow: Yeah.
Ruby: You won't believe what uncle Qrow is doing.
Oscar & Ozpin: He has transformed into a Crow and is drinking wine?
Ruby: Yeah! How did you figure it out?
Ozpin: That is so Qrow-like.
Ironwood: Some crazy crow is drinking my coffee!
Oscar: I also expected that.
Hope you all have a well day.
Qrow: I'm not that drunk.
Yang: You just tried to color my face with a highlighter because you said I'm important.
Qrow, tearing up: And you are, kid, you are.