The anger bubbling within Ozpin was threatening to explode violently, his eyes narrowed with pain and grief as he stared over at Glynda, standing in the doorway and not allowing her entry. What was once relief and happiness at seeing her again had faded, catching sight of the sleeping child in her arms, and the agony settled deep within his heart was coming to fruit.

"...Glynda." Ozpin finally wheezed out, holding his hands against him fiercely, covering his wedding ring tightly until his hands grew white. "You...what..."

He could barely speak, staring over at her. Two years. Two entire years without his wife to stand beside him, leaving him empty and alone. Two years he scrambled and clawed back for his job, only just barely getting the title of Headmaster back once Ironwood had been killed and struck down by an assassin.

The man was forced to fight and fend for himself, to shake away any lasting signs of depression and to become a human being again. Forced to not rely on Glynda's help, but to support himself. The experience had left him cold and heartless, a selfish being as he stared at Glynda through those small lenses of his.

Certainly he had aged, his hair much lighter than it had been before she left, a new bundle of wrinkles upon his face as well as a layer of prickly hair where he had neglected to shave. A fashion statement, most likely (Glynda always hated his facial hair, yet he always desired to let it grow out). He kept that cane close to his injured leg, watching her.

"What are you doing here?" he finally spoke, his words cold and harsh. "You left me and now you come crawling back with a child in tow, that isn't even me. What is it you want from me now?"

headmistrxss Senpai with amazing Arts and awesome IC stuff

goodwitxh beautiful Glynda muse and I'm actually amazed so much IC.

I suck at grammat why am I still an rp blog

GO FOLLOW ALL THOSE GLYNDA BLOGS ~!

Then I look at my blog.. there's me, professor-goodwitch , Glynda Goodwitch.... with puns and shit.

♕:Holding hands

She soon returned to his side once the song had ended. Ironwood began to crack a few jokes, before dipping his head in response to them and leaving the area to go speak to one of the guards. From her displeased look, it appeared that her plan didn't exactly go accordingly.

♔ :Finding your muse wearing their clothes

ohhh golly don’t worry about ask memes, those come and go y’know? uuuusually those don’t get pursued as big threads but sometimes they blow up. you’ll be fiiiiine.

yesss but theyre so fun tho haha i like looking at them just to imagine what theyd be like with the shitlord muse,, 

Just do what’s easiest for you, buddy! Best not to overcomplicate things (I tend to organize my RPs, but that’s just me. It’s kind of a mess lol)

Ahhhhh I keep getting overexcited about stuff. I have RPs already but people reblog fun ask memes so much and i just hGNGGHG 

is this the rp suffering i was warned of 

Don’t the uh. Tentacles typically have suckers. I mean normally. Can’t those tear skin? I’m just not sure that’s completely safe.

Normally yes. Thankfully we're (hopefully) not talking about octopi in this instance.

Send me a ≡ for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly hugging them very tightly.

"This has gone very different from how I originally anticipated this going," Torchwick said as he kept his arms in the air. "May I politely request that you get off of me!”