“Hmm who to send the pictures of Winter and Qrow kissing to?”
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“Hmm who to send the pictures of Winter and Qrow kissing to?”
@thecoolicequeen
“Ugh i hate it here.”
@rxguestray from HERE
“Blake, Please, calm down.” Winter begged, gently placing a hand on Blake. “This isn’t like you, you’re better than this. You don’t need to continue fighting.”
@thecoolicequeen continued
--- “ The hell do you mean, ‘someone like me’? If I wasn’t so focused on ignoring what a
lousy trainer you are, I would take that personally. “ Qrow snorted, taking a knee to examine
her glaceon. “ What do you hope to gain by pampering your pokemon like this? Do you
expect them to be successful if they think they’re better than their opponent. That only makes
them as ignorant as their trainer. “
@thecoolicequeen
“Hiii~!” th other giggled,waving at the other.
@thecoolicequeen
Going through the motions, of high heels click clacking in the pavement — she’s walking because she can’t just teleport anywhere anymore. Not with the restriction, three portals each day. Ha! What a waste. All the places she could go to, all the people she could prank — and the city hosted a lot of potential victims. She misses her usual victims, no doubt, but new blood is new blood. And this city’s ripe with them.
Like this one. A golden opportunity appears. She spots them, lounging at a cafe, turning away from their treat. A croissant on their table, no bite marks yet. Perfect.
“Thanks for the treat.” Gaap says, to herself, to the poor sap losing their lunch.
A snap, and a split second later, and it’s gone. Like it never existed. Another split second — it’s in Gaap’s hand now. Finders keepers, you know.
@thecoolicequeen
He had ventured off for his own reason mainly because he knew his ‘partner-in-crime’ was off doing her own. He really had no reason to be out and about other than to explore and simply enjoy the day despite being trapped. It was a bothersome matter, but a stray would remain a stray. He just had to keep it up. Eyes would eventually spy what he thought was familiar white. Without thinking, a grin came to him with a wave.
“Heeeey! Snowflake! What are you doing out-”
Closer inspection showed he jumped the gun. This woman was not Weiss. Kinda looked like her, but it wasn’t her. She had the same eyes as her. Was this someone related to her?
“Alright, I may have made some mistakes...”
thecoolicequeen replied to your post: “I kinda wanna cuddle right now.”
“Are sisterly cuddles on the menu?”
“Of course they are.”