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his skin vibrates & his heart pounds rapidly & thunderously in his ears , a new panic rising . he had tried so hard to keep his identity under wraps , hoped this eternal war would end in this life or even his next one so he wouldn’t have to come to this , but her sudden appearance sent him into a frantic state & he slipped .

he feels himself shrink under the general’s stare , feels the doubt & the distrust radiate from his superior & he swears his heart breaks .

he lowers his gaze & he lets out a slow breath . “ it’s a long story , literally , but the short of it is: i’m one of the children she had with ozma — you know him better as ozpin . they had four daughters in their reunited life together , & . . . i’m one of them . i’m the oldest , i was named winter at the time . i don’t remember a lot of my first life , so i don’t remember what started the fight between her & oz but we died at her hand . that’s how i know how dangerous & terrifying she is . the fight itself i remember clearly , it haunts my nightmares . ” he explains , then he bites his lip , “ but , as you can see , i’m able to reincarnate , just like oz , except i don’t share souls or hosts with anyone . i’m essentially reborn in every life & my memories are not always there . for a long time as clover , i was unaware of who i was until she started making her presence known with the fall of beacon . ” he tells him .

his eyes remain rooted to the damaged desk , tears welling . “ i’m sorry , sir . i know i should have told you when i met you as clover , but i didn’t know how . i didn’t know what to say . i betrayed your trust & i know it won’t be forgiven . ”

“ — i know , i know we have to retreat ! but surely there must be more that we can do ! i know it’s the better option , but at the same time , what if it isn’t ? all she’ll do is chase after us . she’s immortal , she has magic , we don’t know what she’s capable of or if this will even stop her . ” as his worry & panic spikes , his body thrums with ancient power .

frustration boils deep & he shuts his eyes as he slams his hands down on the desk , magic crackling against the wood , zapping & splitting it as he speaks , “ we have to stop her or slow her down somehow ! i trust you , but i also know her . she’ll stop at nothing to destroy this world , & i refuse to let her . ”

he reopens his eyes to look at james when he notices the damage to the desk , fingers vibrating as magic dances across his skin . his eyes widen when he realizes what he did & he pales , heart quickening .

“ sir , i — ” what can he say ?

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I will not let you fall, you have my word. You have always had my word on this. No matter the height of the waves i will always carry you to shore

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the warmth from the statement ebbs away at some of the chill that clings to his skin . sea green hues drift up to meet crimson & he reaches out , gloved hand clasping around qrow’s . he pulls himself to his feet , then dusts himself off .

the tightness in his chest chips away at the distraction from his inner turmoil . qrow is right , he can’t have a crisis now . he can’t flounder , not when his kingdom needs them . he can’t lose his head when the weight settles on his shoulders .

with tensions rising & the general careening off the cliff of stability , clover knows it’s up to him & his team to guide everyone else through the chaos .

straightening his shoulders & taking a deep breath , he nods .

“ alright , let’s get going , then . ”

his worries linger , no doubt , but when it comes to atlas & mantle , his heart eagerly changes gears . salem will always be a problem for him , but she’s not the concern , the kingdom & the people are .

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magic zings through the air , electrifying it further . his body thrums at the rush of power in his veins , the sensation far from unwelcome . however , with said force comes all the memories he lost or locked away .

he stares at qrow , who stands there lit up like a christmas tree . curiosity & questions rest on his tongue, but the reassuring words put a pause & change his course.

he looks down at his gloved hands , fear , pain & guilt in teal hues .

“ i don’t know where to begin … ” voice is hoarse as he speaks , a huff of a humorless chuckle following .

of all people , he never thought qrow would be the one to find the truth about him when others are none the wiser .

Empathy does not come as easy to Qrow as it once did. He does not feel for Clover right now. The bout of confusion the other is facing quite clear and obvious. Too many thoughts of his own running rampant through his head. Vermilion eyes flickering this way and that as misfortune and withdrawal filled up the room. 

Two other presences that stood between them. Overshadowing in the way they loomed over the huntsman, a constant reminder of what else was always on his mind. He cannot think for Clover Ebi right now. Doesn’t even know where to begin with himself.

Ignorant to the patterns that lined his own flesh. Genuine in the way he sighed in return. Hand outstretched in a silent offer to the other. They may not see eye to eye, but Qrow is not heartless. Sympathy is still something he can muster.

i don’t know where to begin …

“That makes two of us,” warmth lining his voice as he played his cards low. A tone of voice reserved for the children, from a childhood long gone.

“But you don’t need to think about this right now,” a hoard of Grimm circling their little castle in the sky. Civilians screaming for life down below. 

Now is not the time for pleasantries and figuring one’s self out. Qrow, himself, on hold for the time being. Whatever strings he was grasping at now gone. 

“Let’s keep moving, Sunshine.”

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verse tags !

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am i listening to shippuden openings while i lay in bed ? yes .

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just , clover’s eyes glowing when he uses his magic , them turning a dark blue as homage to his first life as winter

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me , popping open a new post to write a headcanon on madara before seeing what blog i’m on: wait —

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Hamilton Edition ;;

BOLD all that apply to your muse. Italicize all that somewhat applies to your muse.

The world’s gonna know your name / There’s a million things I haven’t done / You gotta fend for yourself / You could never back down. You never learned to take your time / I may have punched him. It’s a blur / He looked at me like I was stupid. I’m not stupid / We’re worth more than anyone bargained for / Talk less. Smile more / Fools who run their mouths off wind up dead / If you stand for nothing, what’ll you fall for? / I am not throwing away my shot / I’m young, scrappy, and hungry / I probably shouldn’t brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish / The problem is I got a lot of brains, but no polish / Don’t be shocked when your history book mentions me / I will lay down my life if it sets us free / You and I, do or die / Sometimes I get over excited, shoot off at the mouth / They’ll tell the story of tonight / Raise a glass to freedom, something they can never take away / You want a revolution? I want a revelation / Look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now / Chaos and bloodshed are not a solution / I’d rather be divisive than indecisive / I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love / I will fight the fight and win the war / Any hope of success is fleeting / Dying is easy. Living is harder / I have never been the type to try and grab the spotlight / Then you walked in and my heart went “Boom!” / I remember that night, I just might regret that night for the rest of my days / I have never been satisfied / Love doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints / When they died they left no instructions, just a legacy to protect / Death doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints / I am the one thing in life I can control / I am not standing still, I am lying in wait / Stay alive ‘til this horror show is past / We have a war to fight, let’s move along / My name’s been through a lot, I can take it / I am more than willing to die / Just stay alive, that would be enough / I made every mistake / I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory / The world turned upside down / It’s much harder when it’s all your call / Domestic life was never quite my style / Keep on fighting in the meantime / I’ve seen injustice in the world and I’ve corrected it / Now what I’m going to say may sound indelicate / I hadn’t slept in a week / Show me how to say no to this / Do we not fight for freedom? / You don’t even know what you’re asking me to confess / I looked up and the town had its eyes on me / I wrote my way out of hell / I will choose her happiness over mine every time / I knew you were mine. You said you were mine. I thought you were mine / Be careful with that one, love, he will do what it takes to survive / The world has no right to my heart / I hope that you burn / I can’t have that, I’m making my father proud / Mom, I’m so sorry for forgetting what you taught me / There is suffering too terrible to name / And I pray… that never used to happen before / There is a grace too powerful to name / But I won’t apologize for doing what’s right / I’m running out of time. I’m running, and my time’s up / You have no control who lives, who dies, who tells your story

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marrow: *is a literal doggo* 🤝oscar: *is a puppy in spirit*

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Drew Wren (Lucky Shot child) and Riley (Silver Shamrock child)!

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magic zings through the air , electrifying it further . his body thrums at the rush of power in his veins , the sensation far from unwelcome . however , with said force comes all the memories he lost or locked away .

he stares at qrow , who stands there lit up like a christmas tree . curiosity & questions rest on his tongue, but the reassuring words put a pause & change his course.

he looks down at his gloved hands , fear , pain & guilt in teal hues .

“ i don’t know where to begin . . . ” voice is hoarse as he speaks , a huff of a humorless chuckle following .

of all people , he never thought qrow would be the one to find the truth about him when others are none the wiser .

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heart pounds thunderously , & tidal waves of fear wash over him , drowning him . sea green hues stare out the window in horror at the monstrous whale & hundreds of lesser grimm waiting just outside the borders of atlas .

his soul aches in recognition , aware of just who awaits with the army of soulless monsters .

mother .

he distantly hears the voices of his comrades & his teammates , but the panic that races through his system blocks them out .

his lungs constrict & he’s tearing away from the window as he tries to get a grip . he takes a gloved hand through his hair , then he leaves the room , his chest tightening further until he feels like he might explode from the tension & fear .

he finds an empty , quiet room & he paces , trying to compose himself . he can’t lose his cool , he can’t let her get into his head like this .

the pressure in his chest grows & a chilled energy begins to crackle in the air . the dam keeping his emotions at bay begins to crack . he doesn’t know if he can handle this . this is far from the first time he has fought against his mother , — he knows he shouldn’t be afraid — but something about this time is different . her presence drives him up the wall & to the brink of sanity .

without knowing , a sob escapes & the dam finally breaks . centuries of sorrow , guilt & agony flood out & he lets out a pained cry as he falls to his knees .

the cold energy that had built up finally pops & magic bursts from the ace operative , blasting the room with ice . the floors become slick , sharp ice spikes protrude from all angles , & the temperature drops to freezing .

he trembles , hearing a voice & he slowly lifts his head . fingers tingle with magic & his heart pounds .

shit . this won’t be easy to explain .

» @ledastrcy

Qrow knows magic. 

Like the back of his hand, does it flow freely from fingertips made to take apart and to fail to reassemble. Floods forth unbeknownst to him, ignorant of what patterns marked his skin. From head to toe has it carved onto his flesh. 

That night. All too many years ago. One desperate plea to pledge loyalty and trust all at once. To give what he felt the other deserved of him. Empty promises whispered between the process. Meaningless upon reflection. No faith in misfortune. Qrow just another tool in this war. 

Ozpin only seeking to use like everyone else. 

Funny, when he thinks about it. Warning on the lips of his better half. The laughter he had offered in return. Vicious cycle repeated and Qrow has not learned. Stuck on repeat, save for his newest attempt at freedom. One vice hanging on the thinnest thread. Mere inches away from being cut loose. Feet taking him through the halls of Atlas Academy as he looked desperately for the others. Trouble at their doorstep and he is desperate to hold onto all that he has left. 

The girls on the forefront of his mind as he ran with great speed. Stalled only by the pull of something else. Sounds of anguish and despair -familiar and comforting- pulling him forth into a direction he does not want to go. Like ice is this part of the Academy. Colder than all of Solitas. Pierced through layers of clothing, aura doing little for protection, unusual for a fact. Cautious in the way he approached. 

The handle of the door frigid to the touch and Qrow hissed as he forced it open, curiosity the stronger of his nature. Vermilion eyes wide as he stepped out into the cold. Ice coating the room in layers in a manner he has never seen before. 

Smack in the center one Clover Ebi. 

The personification of arrogance and fortune. Transfixed on the ace operative where he stood, slow in the process of closing the door behind him, back pressed up against it. It does not take two and two to put it together. Questions and answers all on the tip of his tongue 

Soft in the way he spoke, no accusation on his lips. Not his place to say something when secrets are lined up on his lips as well. None of which he’s ready to give up, but they need to move. 

Now.

“When you’re ready,” Qrow remarked, static cackling at his fingertips as emotions flared. 

Semblance another presence in the room. Active in a passive nature as it fed on it’s host. Patience taught in the wake of sobriety. Qrow is not insensitive. An emotional creature himself, sensitive and in tune to the feelings of other. 

He can wait. 

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lowkey i want remnant to turn into a dystopian society . revolutions / resistances are so fun

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so . . . sits on a chair backwards , how ’bout general!clover

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I love winter schnee!

runs into traffic

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I just think she’s neat.

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“ here we go , here we go , it’s my turn to make history . here we go , here we go , when i’m gone , they’ll remember me . ”

ind. clover ebi from rwby // canon divergent // loved by aphy ( 🍀 // 🍀 )

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Clovember Day 21 - Support

Go team!

I know I very much did not make Clover the focus of this one, but I think that’s the point. He supports his team. :)