Those Drenched in Shadow

There's no path... What else can you do but turn to รɦคɗѻฝ? For it doesn't matter what you do, All will fade to red and Black [Independent multifandom OC blog. Check out the Verse Page, About Page, and Mun/Rule pages]

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

"Hey, your hand looks heavy. Let me hold it for you." Grabs his hand. Sparkles at him.

“What’re ya doin’?” Tries to withdraw his hand because doesn’t get what she’s trying to do.

[cursorium]

three word starters.

❛ please don’t go. ❜ ❛ don’t turn around. ❜ ❛ eat my dust. ❜ ❛ suck my ass. ❜ ❛ what’s for dinner? ❜ ❛ drunk i’m not. ❜ ❛ where’s your coat? ❜ ❛ bring some beers. ❜ ❛ are you home? ❜ ❛ say my name. ❜ ❛ i can’t go.❜ ❛ i’d like none. ❜ ❛ well fuck me. ❜ ❛ are you sick? ❜ ❛ i’m freezing cold. ❜ ❛ you’re all wet. ❜ ❛ are you drunk? ❜ ❛ don’t look back. ❜ ❛ it says ‘positive’.❜ ❛ run far away.❜ ❛ you are screwed. ❜ ❛ damn it’s hot. ❜ ❛ get here easily? ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. ❜ ❛ it’s cold out. ❜ ❛ just leave me. ❜ ❛ i like you. ❜ ❛ talk to me. ❜

[histragedyarchive-blog]

honestly if we’re mutuals & we don’t have a thread right now, there’s a 900% chance i’m quietly debating on throwing a random thing at you or gaining the guts to message you privately??? so like… ;_; i promise, i’m not ignoring you for other threads or anything, i’m just a super anxious shy little shit. 

[kitsunryu-deactivated20180419]

I bet when Byaku doesn’t answer her phone calls Tatsu waits for him to call and then blasts Hotline Bling on the speaker when she picks up the phone

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

I bet Byaku just doesn’t answer and doesn’t call her back because he knows she’s going to try again later since she’s WAY more social than he is ever going to be.

[kitsunryu-deactivated20180419]

I bet Tatsu leaves lots of voicemails when he doesn’t pick and at first they’re just the reg. ‘pls call me’ and then eventually turn into the smol, angry cinnamon roll ones like 'i know you’re ignoring me you’re so lucky that you got texting off your phone >:(((’

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

I bet Byaku just sort of lied to her that he doesn’t have texting because of how often she does it, and the fact that his number is not a russian number, but just a different area code... but the one time he progressively ignores her for a few days, she finds out he was in a car accident. Or shot. Those are two things that could probably happen to him.

[kitsunryu-deactivated20180419]

I bet when Byaku doesn’t answer her phone calls Tatsu waits for him to call and then blasts Hotline Bling on the speaker when she picks up the phone

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

I bet Byaku just doesn’t answer and doesn’t call her back because he knows she’s going to try again later since she’s WAY more social than he is ever going to be.

[kitsunryu-deactivated20180419]

  “Help! It’s eating me alive!”

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

“.....”

[jaune-vomit-boy-arc-deactivated]

Jaune nodded. “Dont worry, I have no intention of going that far out unless i have my team with me.” He was use to people thinking low of him so he didn’t really mind. He was still learning and growing after all. “You said your group would cut through Emerald Forest. That is where our initiation happened. Do yall see any new students out that far?”

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

“That’s good... I wouldn’t want to see someone like ya go out and get killed like so many others.” That was his true reason. Many of the kids born out in the tribes die, and those that survive... many of them don’t make it to adulthood. “Anyway, ‘s not important. We typically don’t go through the Emerald Forest when initiation ‘s happenin’... and even then, ‘s on the outskirts, mainly. So we typically don’t bump into new students, ‘less they come into our territory. Even then, they won’t find most of us.”

“What about ya? Yer askin’ me a lotta questions about how I live... so what about yer situation?”

[sidestuiff]

Leave in my askbox which RPG character trope you think I am.

Close Range Combatant: Powerful up close but poor or useless at long range

Long-Range Fighter: Powerful at long range but poor up close

Fragile Speedster: Sacrifices overall power for mobility

Mighty Glacier: Sacrifices mobility for overall power

Glass Cannon: Can dish it out, but can’t take it

Stone Wall: Can take it, but can’t dish it out

Magically Inept Fighter: Physically strong but has little to no magical ability.

Squishy Wizard: Uses magic, items, or special skills but is physically weak without them

Black Mage: Uses special abilities offensively (the nuker)

White Mage / The Medic: Uses special abilities defensively (healing, Spells)

Red Mage / Combat Medic: Uses special abilities offensively and defensively, but not as well as either of the above.

Magic Knight: Has physical strength and magical ability, but not as much as either of the above.

Joke Character: Deliberately ineffective, exists mainly for humor

Lethal Joke Character: Seems like a Joke Character, but is absolutely devastating when used correctly. A subversive Game Breaker.

Lightning Bruiser: Fast, powerful, and sturdy

Game Breaker: Destroys Competitive Balance by being vastly superior to other options

Jack of All Stats: Not really good at any one thing, but not really bad at anything either. When all of the above are in perfect balance.

Master of None: A generalist that is made redundant by specialists.

Master Of All: A generalist that makes specialists redundant.

Crippling Overspecialization: Really, really good at one thing; really, really bad at everything else. When any one of the above gets out of hand.

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

Starter call~

[reconnaissancescythewielder]

     “Nope. Just fightin’ ya for the sake of fightin’ someone that isn’t      exactly ‘normal’, besides. You reek of cleanliness and coffee, is      Glynda your mommy or somethin’? Anyways kid. Draw your      weapon.”

Qrow then smirked as he quickly extended out his weapon before pointing it at this kid, he didn’t even catch his name but something about him clearly screamed that he was of Ozpin or Glynda’s heritage. Even if he wasn’t then it was a damn close relation to the two of them. Plus, he just felt something from this kid, maybe it would be something to do with a Semblance? He didn’t know

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

“The hell are ya on? Professor Goodwitch ain’t my ma. She’s been givin’ me lessons on writing and stuff. If she was my ma, then she wouldn’t be here.”

Okay, now he was just seriously confused that this was a case of mistaken identity, but he really... REALLY didn’t want to do anything in the fighting department, but, if it was like that, he didn’t think he could get out of it. There were no traps here, no cover, and judging from the other’s weapon already being out and drawn, so this time, he would switch it up.

“I guess I ain’t gonna be able to talk ya down from this...”

He hated fighting, and he would surely hear about it later, but this? He merely sighed and tapped on his vambrace until it shifted into a shield of sorts, before he pulled a slightly smaller dagger out of it as well. The shield itself looked old, much older than he was, and modified in some areas, while the dagger-like object in his other hand... that was newer,but clearly made of scrap metal. Everything about his weapons screamed that they’ve seen some use, but not entirely from him. But from the way he looked, he was dreading something like this. He really really hoped he wouldn’t be pushed too hard... He didn’t ever want to use that when it was so dangerous in the first place.

“But if ya want to, I guess I have to, right? C’mon. I really wanna just get some food.”

[reconnaissancescythewielder]

Qrow continued to look at this particular person but then nodded briefly before eventually getting up and stepping outside, motioning for this kid to follow behind him. If anything he was pretty much wondering what this kid was about. This feeling that he had, it was to do with this kid and he was gonna find out what the hell it was

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

So... he was still silent, but he could handle this... maybe. Sure, this other guy seemed rather experienced, and he wasn’t when it came to fighting other people, so he would probably lose... scratch that, he would probably most definitely lose. He doubted he could outrun him either, since he didn’t know the lay of the city just yet... but now that they were outside, it was a bit clearer, and less liable for property damage-

godknowsMamaGlynwouldhatethat-

Still, he needed to get to the bottom of this, like right now. Right this instant. No more people to worry about.

“Okay, but seriously... what the hell ‘s yer problem?! Ya stare at me fer ten minutes, look like ya wanna fight where there are fuckin’ people that ya can hurt, and ya haven’t said a god-damned thing yet... so if ya need to write it, I got a pen. Ya can write it down. Just... seriously... what the fuck is yer problem with me? Did I do somethin’ illegal? Did I step on yer toes? Is there any possible reason fer this?”

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

Happy Munday

Kinda an old pic, but whatevs.

Have another:

Yep.

[reconnaissancescythewielder]

Qrow’s staring just seemed to continue. It wasn’t that he was too drunk…there was never anything as too drunk to Qrow. But rather it was that he could sense something from within this person. Something that was actually putting him on edge, his sword was clearly visible and he was ready to use it at any given moment

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

Was he seriously going to draw his weapon? Here, of all places? This was not a good place to be, and he wanted to clearly state that to try and get it through the other’s head.

“Sir, I would suggest that ya please put your weapon away. This is a rather small building. If ya want to fight someone, then please take it outside, and if ya wanna fight me, then I’ll go outside, but I will not fight in an area where there will be a lotta people. Got it?”

Even now, he was standing up, and gesturing towards the door for the other to go. “Unless ya want me to go first, then yer welcome to say somethin’, but not sayin’ anythin’ will just cause more trouble y’know.”

[ladykeivt]

       ۞ ~ “ Sounds like a harsh place from where you originate.” She said and looked at his writings yet again. “ If you keep practicing enough, you’d be able to pick up fast in writing words, phrases and sentences soon enough.

     Glynda lightly chuckled at his comment, “ Yes, it also takes a bit of… patience to really help people.”~ ۞

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

“Not really. I mean, sure, there were a lotta grimm around, but it wasn’t that harsh at all.” He shrugged at that, and actually felt rather satisfied with the way things were going. “I mean, most of the bad stuff is the Grimm, and then a whole lotta walkin’. That’s all.”

It was nice that she was at least enjoying his little quips. Most didn’t often do that (though, more from lack of knowing people). “Well, ‘s important to help. ‘s why one day, after learnin’ this, I’m gonna apply to Beacon, cuz... ‘s close, and I wanna help people so they ain’t got a reason to be scared. I’ve wanted it ever since my Aura Ceremony.”

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

@reconnaissancescythewielder

“There a problem, sir? Ya’ve been starin’ at me fer the past ten minutes ever since I walked in.” Sure, bars weren’t exactly his thing, but they offered decent food without really asking, but for one of the other patrons to be seemingly watching him... it was rather unsettling... unless the guy was too drunk to really care where he’s staring. That was an option too.

“I mean... if ya want somethin’, ya could ask.”

[generalwxxds]

                          “–Just ignore them .That’s the look they always have.” 

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

                  “Ya sure? Cuz ‘s still kinda creepy. Anyway... Who are ya? Ya gotta be rather important if ya got guards around in the first place.”

[thoseruledbyshadow-blog]

@generalwxxds

“Uh.... sir? Yer robot-guard thingies are lookin’ at me weirdly. Can ya tell them to... y’know... not?”