The Kitchen Cabinent System

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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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Hello! My name is Bowl!

I also go by: Vix, Mayhem, Alchemy, And Froyo

DNI Criteria:

- TERF

- SWERF

- Radfem

- Homophobic

- Transphobic

- Racist

- Sexist

- Ableist

- Pro-Shippers

- Conservative

- Trump Supporter

- anti antifa supporter

- fakeclaimers

- supports “Fixing RWBY”

- RWBY anti

- Oscar/Ozpin Anti

- Adam Stan

- Jacques Stan

- Compassrose/Clockrose shipper

- Ozpin/Oscar shipper

- Ruby/Qrow Shipper

- Oscar/Qrow Shipper

- NSFW Blogs

- Anti MOGAI

- Endogenic systems

- JK. Rowling supporters (see: TERFS/SWERFS/Radfems)

- Christians (You can stay but you’re on thin fucking ice. Don’t start quoting your religion to me. Thanks. Any other religions I’m cool with)

Please do not spam my likes or reblogs, I am on mobile and the constant notifications make me incredibly anxious and overwhelm me. Please respect this.

Gender: SweaterGender/Enby/NecromGender/NecromancerGender:

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(Credit for sweatergender goes to g3nderhoard, necromancergender credit goes to me.)

Sexuality: Omniromantic, Quoiromantic/Nebularomantic, Aegosexual

Feel free to ask about our sexuality

We are a system of 89, feel free to ask about certain members

List of AUs I own:

- @rwby-necromancer-au <- has its own ask blog :D

- Remnant Heirs AU

- RWBY Altered Chronicles AU

- Warped Remnant AU

- My Version of Ozpin Lives AU

- Cloqwork Swap AU

- Cloqwork Recurring AU <- has its own fic over on AO3 Called “A Birdcage of Red Dahlias”!

- Cloqwork Familiar AU

- Cloqwork Art School AU

List of OCs (For now all of these are for RWBY):

Remnant Heirs AU: Qorbyn, Olivia, Blaine, Jasmine, Pewter, Florence, Rosè, Sorbet, Blaze, Apricot, Ivy, Charles, Bunnie, Fang, Bones, Lychee, Sparrow.

Predecessors Of Remnant: Fern, Cane, Merle, Qormac, Alloy, Valentina, Aurelio, Huang, Jack, Galatea, Blanche, Gwen

Other OCs: Mellow, Salem’s Deadly Seven, Chronos, Cosmos, anything relating to my unnamed curio story. (Ask about it if you’d like to know more)

Tag list:

#alchemy brews <- my main reblog/post tag

#brewed by others <- for writing/art made by people across tumblr!

#brewed by friends <- for writing/art made by my friends and mutuals!

#rwby necromancer au <- for anything about the necromancer au

#predecessors of remnant <- for anything about the predecessors of remnant au (also has sub tags for each of the OCs for this au)

#young leaders au <- for anything in relation to the young leaders au

#remnant heirs au <- for anything relating to my remnant heirs au (also has sub tags for each of the OCs for this au)

#rwby academy of death au <- for anything relating to the academy of death au I have for rwby. (Has sub tags for specific characters)

#Vendetta of the Empty: Tale of the Remant Heirs <- the fic for my remnant heirs! Feel free to read it and leaves some kudos and/or a comment!

If you have any questions, feel free to ask.

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starlightshadowsworld
starlightshadowsworld

What is strength?

Qormac was healing when he didn't know he'd been hurt. His whole life revolved around fear and despair, nothing had ever come to him easy. Strength was all he needed, all he was taught.

Qormac was rebuilding when he didn't know what it meant to be mended. He learned love made his heart sing rather than keep him locked in a cage. He could be himself and it was all okay, he wasn't weak no he was healing what made him feel that way.

Merle was rough like the wind on a blustery night because you cannot be taken by the storm if you become it. But it left her isolated and alone, she didn't want storms... She wanted rain, soft and gentle. But to do so was weakness.

Merle was softness in a storm in and found her rain, who felt calm well up inside her and an ease take over when she was with him. She lead with pride and strength but not the kind she used to weild, no this was love. That she knew to be true.

Raven was acceptance, she saw no reason for change what was set in stone. She recoiled at the idea of fate and destiny and yet followed the path before her with no qalms at all. And yet she had questions, but kept her mouth shut. To betray her home was weak but she'd lost home long ago.

Raven who was truth, who wanted answers and sought them against the wishes against it. Stumbling back to where she began. But this time pride was lost, the flames inside belonged in a hearth and not a forest and she sought home. Whatever that meant in her eyes and found it again with open arms that filled her heart with a different strength than she was used to.

Qrow was heartache that marked his soul for eternity. He was anger and jokes in a world that would never understand him. And moulded himself to fit their expectations, they couldn't mock him if he mocked himself. Weakness was to let them know he was hurting... Till he found the man who he'd pour his soul to.

Qrow was a wound that had finally begun to heal. He was terrified to be what he was, but pride aside, mask aside and laid bare to the world he grieved the life he'd lived. And hand in his he began to forge a new one, one where he could be himself. And that he learned, was true strength.

Oz was pain in a world that thrived off it, it was all he knew. It fueled him, kept him on guard and to be anything else was to be weak. He was greif and suffering in eyes that looked ages older than he truly was. And found the man who held him when he felt his lowest.

Oz was pain that began to lessen, held hand in a hand with one who whispered comfort that felt like his heart itself was cradled. In arms that held him and welcomed home, home a concept he'd discarded long ago. And this he felt sobbing in an embrace that couldn't possibly be so warm, this was strength.

And so it came to the newest additions, sisters with their own trials ahead. Both considered weak for what they had, and what they lacked but together would understand what it truly meant to have strength.

Inspired by @bowl-of-shortness 's Beacon Heirs AU.

SOBS THIS IS SO GOOD YOUR WAY SPEAKING IS INSANE BESTIE /POS qorbyn branwen qrow branwen olivia branwen ozpin merle branwen qormac branwen remnant heirs au predecessors of remnant headmaster ozpin professor ozpin rwby ozpin alchemy brews
starlightshadowsworld
starlightshadowsworld

Winter was new beginnings, a promise of love and hope that was far too new and soft to realise it was anything but. She was expectations, perfection and a dream come true for them both. For Willow had a child to call her own and Jacques the heiress he needed.

Winter was love that was blind and tore herself away the moment she realised it. She gave herself a new beginning away from them.

Weiss was rebuilding, the fear that all was not well that creeped into Willow's bones late at night. She was illusions, the fragile promise that things would change... That they never had and all was well in at the manor.

Weiss was a mirror shattering before their eyes, a stronger grip to keep her tight but gone before the pieces could be picked up. She vowed to rebuild the damage they'd caused, a new life created in friendship.

Whitley was hope, the realisation that this was reality. This was what Willow's dream had become that she watched grow with tears that quickly dried. He was the reality that age was chained and locked away, and watching him fall in line only reminded her of her failings.

Whitley was a bird in a cage set free, the chains that binded him letting lose and allowing him to be who he always was. Whitley was the hope that Willow thought had died in the cold of the manor but stood stronger than any flame.

alchemy brews this is so pretty omg homie like feel free to analyze my aus or ocs if you’d like btw