#sundragcn

looking at the yellow prosthetic, yang sighs. she turns her arm once, twice before lavender eyes fall back on sun. he was there that night, wasn't he? it felt like an eternity ago now. not to mention that even now the details were fuzzy. "it's not really something i enjoy talking about."

she pauses, hesitancy and apprehension in her words. "it happened quick, a knee jerk reaction. all i could think about was that i had to protect blake." sighing, a hand found itself in golden locks. "i was naive, stupid. and i paid the price for it. thought i was quick, turns out-- adam was quicker." / @solar-pxwered​

           In his experience, the things people wanted to talk about the least were the things they needed to talk about the most. Maybe she wouldn’t offer him any more, but he stayed quiet and fairly still (with the exception of his gently swaying tail behind him), giving her the time and calm space to get her thoughts in order.

          She decided to speak and so Sun listened carefully, watching her expressions and movements with utmost attention, catching the hesitant way she spoke and he got the feeling there was a lot of self blame behind the words. Regret. He could easily identify with regrets, he had his share of them.

          “You did what you had to do,” he assured her, and he was confident that this was the absolute truth, “It sounds to me like there wasn’t time to plan and second guess...second guessing never helped anyone anyway. You paid the price but...when you consider the price if you’d done nothing, or waited too long, do you think...?”

Blake didn’t trust many people, that was no secret. But especially after everything with Adam, well, it was hard to imagine ever trusting anyone again. And then she’d met Team RWBY, and Team JNPR, and she had found herself happy and wanting to be friends with them. Especially in her partner, Yang. That’s why she isn’t scared to say what she has just said, because she trusts Yang deeply, and she knows her trust in Yang isn’t misplaced in the slightest. Now she just has to wait until Yang processes what she has said to see how she feels about the situation.

“Its not even that bad!” Qrow complained, blinking to try and get his eyes to focus. “Maybe a concussion.” He’d been fine mostly all day, Misfortune seemed to be behaving itself. But apparently it’d just been saving itself. When he was standing in their common room, the ceiling fan had decided that it really wanted to get to know what it’d be like to be a floor fan.

this is so cheesy but for @jinxedcrow i’ve written clover’s wedding vows for a meme response they answered of a ‘how would their wedding play out’ and it was so beautiful, wasn’t even rp, just ooc answers to questions, but it was answered so beautifully to our muses that i sobbed and i rushed to write wedding vows. there’s even a wedding dance involved that i just love to bits between them. 

i know people like to make fun of me for being a parent figure instead’a an uncle to all these kids, but some go so far as to say i’m the ‘team mom’ or ‘bird mom’ while Tai’s their dad. if it has to be one way or the other, i’ve just gotta say

who’s the one keeping down the homefront and watering the garden and welcoming all his daughter’s suitors