#qrww

[taiyng-blog]

             ❛   looks like someone’s finally back.   welcome home, qrow.  did you see anything interesting on your ‘travels’?   ❜     ///   @qrww

[shescatters]

✚.• continue .

    ❛ oh, i know. ❜

    a nod as arms cross, and her hip shifts to one side. well aware of the popularity of the garment and the way it brings a unique silhouette to the avian’s already striking features. she’s tempted to roll her eyes at the playful wink, but instead her silver hues narrow ever so slightly as a purse of thin lips suggests a challenge at the other’s quip.

    with the only ones left at the dorm and nearing a finish to getting ready for the first class of the day, swivelling to face the coat rack summer plucks her hood from it and turns her attention back to her teammate. her features now baring a subtle smirk.

    ❛ that’s why mine is longer. ❜ throwing the cape over her shoulders she allows it to drape properly before clipping it into place over her academy uniform, and proceeds to pull her hood up. ❛ and, it has a hood. ❜

( @qrww​​ ) !

[taiyng-blog]

❛ The only way your hair can look any better is on my pillow. ❜

       COMMENT SPOKEN OUT OF BLUE,  head turns slightly to get a good look at man behind him.   suspicions confirmed with that :  cheeky smirk, flask in hand  ——  red hues   (   same ones he found himself enamored with   )   he could never mistake for anyone else’s but his.   in the flesh was him!   only other member of previously disbanded team  — -  only one who has stuck with him through painful years of unfortunate past.   the  PAST  was to never be forgotten, but cannot prevent him from moving towards the future.   the one who helped raise his girls  ——  their savior was there once more.

       DAY HE LEFT STILL ETCHED INTO MEMORY,  how clearly he remembered it  ——  day before he left, regular everyday conversation between them;   reminiscing, the usual topic between them.   like any other day, shared with laughs  &&  familiar clinking of glass  —  where had the time gone?   difference in the conversation was sudden mention of solo mission his partner had to go on.   solo mission.   attempt to be understanding failed, for any words that left his lips were only to form coherent sentences that persuaded him.   persuade him to stay with him  &&  continue teaching the classes he has   (   no more but selfish desire :  fear looms within.   you can’t bear to lose another one   ).   alas, all was for naught for the next day  ——  he’s gone with the wind.   no goodbye, no note, the typical thing for him to do.   oh, sorrowful truth, cruel mistress of fate,  is mercy no longer a concept to you?

       YET PAST SEEMS  to not stop him from dropping the plates he was about to wash  &&  staring with agape jaw at him.   months, it had been months since their last interaction with each other  ——  yet he walks in  &&  compliments him as if nothing had occurred.   AS IF HE’D NEVER LEFT.   expected.   how expected of such a careless man, how expected of the man who manages to tease one successfully almost every time.   this is him  ——  that is the qrow branwen he missed.   perhaps that explained wide eyed countenance of his  — -  explained  his slow approach towards the male, a small utter spoken   (   name of the man   )   escapes soft lips.   no, no words were needed  ——  he knows it’s him.   who else would ever make such a comment?   a comment that made him chuckle, made him smile, made him feel …  happiness.   ah, how peculiar this happiness was, however!   what could it be, what could it be?

              ❛   pffft,  come on, don't say that!   my hair's fine as is.   ❜     revitalized is the graduated huntsman, with the small laugh escaping his lips.   time certainly passed quickly, noted  ——  few months do make a few differences in the end.   had he gotten taller?   or was it a simple  exaggeration of his.   care was not his calling for the moment, as a hand comes up, only for it to land 'pon branwen's shoulder.   beaming at him, a look of CONFIDENCE  ——  one of his assets, notwithstanding endured pain of earlier years.   tanned lips part to speak, be it just a few words :   ❛   but, since you're offering, i don't see why not ...   heh,  it's good to have you back, qrow.   ❜

[taiyng-blog]

❛ Are my arms really that comfy? You look pretty happy, Tai Tai~ ❜

       PAIR OF ARMS WRAPPED 'ROUND HIM,  eyelids shut to bask in serenity of the moment.   deep breath taken  &&  exhale  ———  days such as these a rarity ;  last memory of a similar event recorded years, years,  &&  years ago.   mind drifted to earlier days :  prime of youth, simpler days of training  &&  school being only worries of the world.   sunshine as radiant as the present,  sky as cloudless as previous days  ——  like a replication of the past   (   you wish for the past, don't you?   you wish for the team to be back together.   ).   it wasn't.   bird's chirps were not the same, grass beneath them DIFFERENT from the days of youth  where did it go?  absence of TWO MEMBERS worsened it  the truth is bitter.   yet,  a curve of corners of his lips, grin formed.   relaxed,  peaceful.   because they belonged to him.   because he was there ...

          VOICE SPEAKS UP,  dark blue hues reveal themselves 'pon the opening of eyelids.   teasing voice,  damn smirk on his lips.   par for the course,  ——  something he admits to have gotten used to.   lips part to reply,  &&  he speaks.

              ❛   so?   maybe i DO think they're comfy.   don't you take pride in that now, alright?   i just needed something ...   comfortable for a little nap.   whatever happens, you were the one who offered your arms first.   you got yourself to blame.   ❜

[neopolis-blog1]

' who did this ? '

prompt that i will pay u to send in // accepting forever !

           her lip QUIVERS as she touches fingertips to it, failing miserably at trying to hide the horrific gash. dark violet bruising has already begun to surround the wound, stretching to her jawline in the shape of knuckles. 

           frightened pale eyes lower ; she gulps, shakes her head. 

           mercury would K I L L her if she told anyone of it.