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[roseskindlyscattered]

‘ it’s just medicine. ’

“No.” 

Summer blew her nose into a tissue, then threw it onto the rapidly amassing pile of used ones right next to her. “It tastes bad,” she told him through a stuffy nose. “It doesn’t even taste like real cherries.”

[gunsnrosepetals]

‘ i’ve tried to escape but keep sinking. ’

Ruby looked over at her uncle, then trapped him in an embrace without hesitation. “I know, Uncle Qrow. I know you’re trying. But I’m not gonna let you sink.”

[nevermoretheravenreturns]

What They Wanted

Continued from here  @prouddad39 @roseskindlyscattered @drunkscythmaster

Raven howled with laughter behind the couch, carefully filming every moment of it. “Get her!” She called, encouraging Tai. She wondered how long it would take for Summer to catch on. After all, Raven was probably not the kind of person one would expect to find around a cheery, playful dog. And to think, she was seriously considering having a child with that man.

[prouddad39]

Inconsoulable

@roseskindlyscattered @nevermoretheravenreturns & @drunkscythmaster

The mission had seemed a simple one, something Summer and Qrow had agreed to wheedle him into taking, though Summer still came along. Tai couldn’t really blame them. Raven leaving had... well... he hadn’t dealt with it well. At times he thought it was fairly hypocritical of Qrow to criticize for his use of alcohol to dull the awfulness of it all but Qrow continued nevertheless. 

The mission concerned a number of strange disappearances in several small villages near a central marsh rich in rare plants and good hunting. The mission had been to investigate and see if there was a Grimm responsible for this rise in strange disappearances. 

Tai had found a horse wandering as he scouted his portion of the marsh for signs of Grimm activity. It looked far too well bred and groomed to not have run away from some farm where it was well taken care of and he had tried to rig a halter with his belt to lead it to the nearest village since he’d yet to see any sign of Grimm and he might as well contribute this to the unfortunate villagers. 

Everything had gone wrong as soon as he laid a hand on its shoulder. His body had leaped up onto its back and the horse galloped directly into the nearest body of water, plunging in and dragging him down as well before he had time for more than a brief shout.

Tai had fought. Of course he had fought. Fought to breathe. Fought to get away. His hands were stuck fast, somehow, and something about the horse dug into him, grabbing ahold of his very soul and dragging it out of him as he screamed and struggled, his desperate fighting showing only as a cascade of bubbles popping on the surface of the churned up and muddy water. 

By the time it had taken its first meal from him, he floated passively up to the surface, lungs mostly filled with water and soul consumed. Tai washed ashore on the ripples, unresponsive as sharp teeth dug into him and the Grimm started on its second course. 

[mybellanotte]

“All of it was a lie.”

Blake glanced at him, then at the bottle of liquor that sat beside him. The ears on her head folded back slightly. The man wasn’t anywhere near okay. Nothing she could say could make things better for him. It seemed like nothing she said to anyone helped anything. “Qrow, I... I’m sorry.” 

[maidtofall]

Temperate Zone

[Continued From Here with @drunkscythmaster ]

“I was playing with matches, you were playing with booze, and we severely miscalculated?”

Amber offered a small shrug and a nervous smile. “I mean, could be worse. Also, is this something I can fix? It feels like it should-”

A sneeze started, but she covered it this time. That had been what caused all the damage. Amber was moving around more on her own then she ever had with the caravan.

The thing was, she wasn’t used to colder climates yet. So she’d gone further north, and before she’d dug out her cloak, she’d caught a bug.

Which had set off a sneezing spell while she was practicing her magic.

“Also, why can I even get sick?”

[burning-blonde-blog]

Family Reunion

@nevermoretheravenreturns @drunkscythmaster @prouddad39

It had been jarring to hear about her father being so suddenly involved in all this. He was on patch, safe away from it all. However, it shouldn’t have been so surprising nowhere was sacred, nor that now that they had a relic he be used against them. However, her and Ruby had hardly gotten that information before suddenly he was in the hospital...because someone had saved him and killed his captor.

Yang’s mom. Apparently she’d returned to patch...there was just too much going on in her head right now. But, she was coming to see him she didn’t believe it, she wouldn't believe it unless she saw her mom there. Yang had come alone, this, she needed to see this herself Ruby could visit dad later...not now. The blonde shoved the doors open and...there they were on a hospital bed together, it stung. She was back? Just like that?

Of course the blonde was grateful she’d rescued her father happy he was...more or less safe. Happy the bastard who’d got his jollies out of taking pieces of her father was dead yet, she stood there gaping at the two. How could they just...after everything she did they almost looked like a normal couple...how could dad be happy with that?

She couldn’t.

“So it really is true.” she wasn’t sure if either would stir at her words yet, she did very little to keep her voice down.

[little-red-huntress-blog]

Christmas Cookies

@drunkscythmaster​ | Like for Holiday Starers Accepting: X

Things weren’t as cheery as Ruby would have liked them to be, her Uncle had stumbled in form a mission injured and dad was mad...REALLY mad. Ruby wasn’t sure what had happened but she knew one way to Taiyang Xiao Long’s heart...sweets. It was almost Christmas she was not going to let this riff upset one of her mother’s favorite holidays...the house was already decorated thanks to Yang and her Uncle was going to help her bake the cookies or so help her. He only had one arm in a sling he could pass her ingredients with the good one.

“Guess who’s helping me bake~?” a mischievous sing song came to her voice as she tossed the apron around her Uncle’s neck.