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Starting off this blog with some of my favorite Nora pictures!

RWBY - Anime Los Angeles 2017 Nora: @crescentshay Photo taken by @suarezdigital.

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aww it’s a smol shay, in her very first shoot - so smol, so innocent, never experiencing con crunch yet.

RWBY - Anime Los Angeles 2016 Nora: @crescentshay Photo taken by @rokusancosplay  (on instagram)

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My very first cosplay photoshoot!

RWBY - Anime Los Angeles 2016 Nora: @crescentshay Photo taken by @rokusancosplay (on instagram)

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this is probably my favorate con vlog that I have made so far!

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Starry Nostalgia | Nora & Jackie

[Everything was off schedule. Mondays weren't supposed to be serene enough that she managed to get all her work done before the clock struck twelve, they weren't supposed to be a day where her dad locked himself in the study room and fell back to his toxic habits, and they definitely weren't supposed to be a day when she searched her house with no luck of finding her mother in sight. Which would be normal, if it hadn't been two days without a word. Basically tip toeing around the house not wanting to cause any noise to draw attention to herself, earlier that night she found herself on the outside of her dad's study room, hearing the usual drunken slurs and mumbles under his breath along with his fingers smashing themselves upon the heavy typewriter. This was routine only on the rare occasions. When he drunk himself mad to become numb when it really only got him more upset. The normal thing for him was to drink himself out of self pity, not feeling himself worthy enough to be around his family -- or anyone for that matter -- so he secludes himself from society in that short space of four walls, a desk lamp, and a type-writer. Jacqueline used to wonder what he was writing, ever since she was a little girl, the same time span when he actually used to let her in the room and gaze upon him with mesmerizing eyes. Nowadays was a different story, a new chapter. She was afraid of his words on those old sheets of paper. Whatever was going up in that dark mind of his, whatever it was that made him the man she can't face herself to accept the fact she despises him, she chose to be blatantly ignorant about it. Afterall it was the only bliss she could find. Well, the only bliss besides sitting in the observatory where she'd usually be every Saturday night -- another thing completely off schedule. She breathed out and almost shivered in her light jacket, seeing this place really went overboard on the AC due to the computers and not wanting them to overheat during the presentation. She was just fine though, she was really. She was better than she was at home, but there was something off. Some familiar figure that she knew all to well to find itself finding a seat next to hers. It wasn't until she smelled that familiar, sort of homemade vanilla scent when she noticed it was Nora. Her back stiffened suddenly, her nerves raced quickly, but not once...not even just a little bit...did she look in her direction.]