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@grcwingstrcngâ says: ran will not let him live this down
             DONâT TELL HINAMORI ABOUT MY SHOWS!!!!!!!!
A little Fatherâs Day thing for all the Stephens in Stellaâs life.
She did not stand alone, but what stood behind her, Â Â Â Â Â Â Â the most potent moral force in her life, Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â was the love of her father.
@grcwingstrcngâ gets a starter from Raven for Qrow.
âI didnât think youâd ever set foot in the encampment again, little brother.â Raven said as she looked at him. âWhich begs the question: What are you doing here?â
Wish Upon The Moon
@grcwingstrcngâ (Phoebus)
âThere will be a little bonfire in the square tomorrow and youâll all invited to attend.â Frolloâs deep and threatening voice echoed throughout the main room of the Court of Miracles, sending chills down everyoneâs spines.
Twenty years of successfully keeping her home, her sanctuary, off of the map only for it to be crumbled right before her eyes. Frollo had won. He found the Court of Miracles and had her and all of her people right in his iron clutches. Anger and fear had seeped through the dancerâs emerald eyes. Them, along with Phoebus were immediately removed and forced away from the only freedom they had left.
Later that day...
Deep inside the Palace of Justice, the dancer was dragged away by the guards, making fruitless attempts to break free, towards the dungeon, stripped of her flamboyant outfit and into a white tattered dress, with just a piece of rope to tug around her waist.
She was thrown into an empty dark cell, like a rag doll, with stone walls surrounding her. Her people donât do well inside stone walls and Frollo was very well aware of that. Where was her beloved soldier? She asked herself, last seeing him being dragged off in the opposite direction. Deeply worried about him, she just wanted to see him again, to be in his arms, comfort her. But that hope quickly faded away after a few moments, when the Judge had the audacity to make an unwelcoming appearance into her cell.
An ultimatum was brought onto the table. How typical of him... âChoose him and her people will be saved or burn in Hell at her execution on the next day.â Esmeralda quickly refused that offer and glued herself into the corner, keeping a distance between the two of them. With everything unfolding around her, she desperately wanted to break down and just cry. That was very unlike her, but she was backed into a corner and all hope had flown out the window. But at that moment, it wasnât an option. She needed to stay strong until he left her sight. Frollo laughed at her pitiful expense and stepped out of the cell, before ordering his men to bring in the ex-soldier. Perhaps Phoebus could be somewhat useful and talk some sense into her, as so he hoped for.
@grcwingstrcngâ
Winter stared at Weiss in shock. âNo, of course youâre not. If anything, I think youâre a better daughter than I am.â
@grcwingstrcngâ started following you
Roman...?
  No. That wasnât right. She-...She was dead. She had to be. Or was this just another dream? All she remembered was falling and now-....oh. Yeah definitely dead. She sat up some from the edge of the coast she had landed on. She ignored the trippy beach around her, her focus only stayed on the man now standing there expectantly.Â
@grcwingstrcngâ gets a Glimmer for Angella
â...Mom? Is that you?â She whispered, rubbing at her eyes to make sure she was actually seeing what she thought she was.
@grcwingstrcngââ  â  re: cooper freedman.
the world needs charcoop content.
âyâneed to talk to me, coop,â  thereâs no hesitation as charlotte rests a hand on his,  âyou seem off. not just today, you been sleeping? whatâs goinâ on?â