#summer lovin

[brokentrafficknight]

#rwby #rwby shitpost #rwby strq #team strq #summer rose #taiyang xiao long #raven branwen #qrow branwen #summer x taiyang #taiyang x raven #summer lovin #rwby phoenix

[champagnexowishes]

#summer #summer lovin #ready for summer #pool #poolside #champagnexowishes #Palm trees #love #girly #pretty #princess #style #luxury #glam #fashion #cute #pink #cabana #beach #swimming pool #swimming #decor #outdoors #summer aesthetic #aesthetic

[lwde-encrusted-sideblog]

Summer: Hey Tai~ You seem Kinda Cold~ Need me to be your bed warmer?

Tai: I'm the cold one? You're white as a Ghost, so pale you're almost blue.

Tai: But if you gave me a chance, I could make that ass red hot~

Summer: *Sensually Undressing* I'd like to see you try~ You Forget who your leader is!

Tai: *Tearing his shirt Open* Then try and make me remember!

*Sounds of Animalistic lovemaking*

~~~~~

Raven: IT SHOULD'VE BEEN ME!

Qrow: You left. It should be anyone but you.

#rwby #summer rose #taiyang xiao long #raven branwen #qrow branwen #rwby shitpost #summer lovin #team strq

[iamafanofcartoons]

"Her name was Summer Rose....Baker of cookies and slayer of giant monsters."  I was asked to provide more Xiao Long Rose Family positivity

https://twitter.com/ARTesst_R/status/1378844267481731073

#ARTesst_R #RWBY #rwby fanart #summer x taiyang #taiyang x summer #ruby rose #rwby ruby #rwby yang #yang xiao long #rwby ruby rose #xiao long rose family #rwby summer lovin #rwby seasonal depression #taiyangxsummer #rwby tiamat #tiamat #seasonal depression #summer lovin #strq #team strq #rwby strq #tai x summer #taixsummer #iamafanofcartoons

[superiorsturgeon]

Taiyang: Ruby! Yang! I’m here to help-what the hell is THAT thing?!

Grimm Hound: *snarls*

Salem: Taiyang Xiao-Long! Behold what has become of your wife, Summer Rose!

Taiyang: …Summer…? Is it really you..?

Grimm Hound: *growls*…tAIyaNG…!

Taiyang: …

Salem: Look! Look what has become of the silver-eyed warrior you once loved!

Salem: Despair as you gaze into-what are you doing?! Put your clothes back on RIGHT NOW!! Are you listening?! Get away from my Grimm creature! DO NOT FUCK THE GRIMM HOUND!! YOUR KIDS ARE RIGHT THERE!!

#rwby #Taiyang xiao long #summer rose #Salem #tai x summer #summer lovin #Taiyang xiao long X summer rose #Taiyang is a monsterfucker #hound summer

[howlingday]

Summer: Dammit, Rae! Can't you just accept that things might be going our way for once?!

Raven: Going our way how, Summer?! When was the last time anything went our way?! You've always been either too naive or too stupid to understand that nothing good just happens for us!

Summer: Call me stupid one more time, and I swear I will-

Taiyang: ENOUGH, BOTH OF YOU! The last two hours has been nothing but you two bickering and complaining! Now SHUT UP!

Raven: ...

Summer: Wow... I guess you might actually have what it takes to be team leader after all. (Leans in, Whispers) I want you to take me...

Taiyang: Take you where...?

Summer: Now~.

Taiyang: Uh, s-sure. Listen, um, Yang, Miss Summer and I need to, uh, take care of-

Raven: Oh, just go already! I'll keep an eye on the kid.

Yang: Wait, where are they going?

Raven: They just need some alone time, kid.

Yang: That's funny, because that's what Dad used to say when he went away with you.

Raven: Yeah... C'mon. I'll teach you how to build a campfire.

#rwby #taiyang xiao long #yang xiao long #raven branwen #summer rose #tairaven #summer lovin #pride of Baghdad

[notmaplemable]

Not That Bad

Ruby: Jaune~! *Tackle hugs Jaune*

Jaune: Hey Ruby. Did you miss me?

Ruby: Like crazy! Come on, let's go make some cookies together.

Jaune: Sure, whatever you want.

Summer: *Watching from a distance*

Summer: Pfft, "He's just a friend, mom" I swear, Ruby has no subtlety.

Taiyang: I think that pot might be calling the kettle black there Summer.

Summer: Oh come on, name one time I was ever that obvious.

Qrow: I can name three off the top of my head.

#rwby #lancaster #jaune arc #ruby rose #summer rose #qrow branwen #taiyang xiao long #summer lovin #flown north #hummingbird #poly strq

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

Tai: Another Year Without you Hun'

Tai: Doesn't get easier. Just get more used to it.

Tai: I Still love you. The girls do too.

Taiyang kissed his palm, before holding out to the open air, lifting it to the heavens for his lost Summer.

#rwby #taiyang xiao long #taiyang x summer #summer rose #summer lovin

[pennylanefics]

Summer Lovin' - Surfer!Jake Kiszka | Chapter 2

a/n: starting to see a bit more of jake! :) i promise things will get exciting soon, i’m just trying take my time with this project and make it something i’m super proud of 💕

The days go by and now, you are finally settled into your home for the next three months. All of your stuff was put away and the small amount of decorations that you usually bring with you to put up were out. This included photos of friends and family, a new set of fairy lights for when you want limited lighting at night, and some shells and such that you’ve found on past trips.

The day after you went to the beach, Hazel came to your room to apologize for her actions when it came to dealing with you watching Jake. You just brushed it off, knowing that she didn’t mean it with ill intent, and told her that you were still jet-lagged, so you were a bit snippy.

The smell of pancakes and bacon awakes you from your slumber, and you rise out of bed and throw on a hoodie that was balled up in the chair right next to the window. Walking out into the kitchen and dining room, you find Donovan sitting at the table, coloring in his activity book to pass time.

“Got any plans today?” Your mom asks you as you take a seat at the head of the table, a couple seats away from Donovan.

“I was just thinking of laying around and reading. I got a little burnt yesterday so I don’t want to go back out in the sun,” you explain, letting out a yawn.

“Will you take me to the maritime museum?” Donovan looks up from his book to ask you.

“What’s that?” You wonder just as your mom sets a plate down in front of both of you, walking back into the kitchen.

“It’s got stuff about like boats and how people crossed oceans and shipped stuff,” he explains vaguely, but well enough for an eight-year-old. He has always been interested in pirates and things alike, but especially things like boats and ships, from the 1500s to Titanic, to modern times with cruise ships and all.

“Sure, that sounds fun.”

Soon enough, after finishing breakfast and getting dressed, you and Donovan were taking the short walk from your house to the maritime museum that was right near the pier, a one-story museum, though it seemed pretty big from the outside.

Today, with it being Tuesday, kids under ten got in for free, so you just had to pay for your own admission, which was a quick and easy process.

“And would you like to do the guided tour for kids?” The lady working at the desk asks after handing you your card back. Looking down at Donovan, he excitedly nods, eliciting a small laugh from you. You glance back up and smile at the woman and nod.

“Yes, please.”

“Great. Just stand off to the side over here and your tour guide should be out soon.”

Donovan skips over to the group of adults and kids waiting, and you take a second to look around the open space. Small models of ships sat a few feet apart with descriptions of them on a plaque in front of it, and a few paintings hung on the walls here and there.

The biggest one was of a ship during what appeared to be a storm, the waves crashing against the wood, a huge contrast from the dark blue sea and white wisps that give the water dimension and a sense of movement.

As you are gazing around, a loud voice rings out through the hall, grabbing the attention of the group you are standing with.

“Aye kiddos! I hear that yer wantin’ to take a tour through this here museum!” The tour guide appears shouting, dressed as a pirate with an eye patch, a fake parrot on his shoulder, and a puffy black shirt with a white ruffled undershirt, typical pirate attire. And, to top everything off, a brimmed hat sat perfectly on his blond locks.

Even through the costume and obviously fake accent, you recognized him right away. The unique and cute curve of his button nose, his structured jawline, and the gold hoops that sat in his earlobes gave him away; but you weren’t going to make that known.

“My name’s Jake, and if you have any questions about anything, feel free to stop and ask. Aye?”

The kids all respond with a collective “aye” and Jake chuckles before stepping back.

“If you guys would follow me, we will get started. So here, we have a model of the very first merchant ship that was recorded.”

Jake explains the story behind the ship, what was mainly transported, and from what countries. He explained what working on the crew would have been like, who was in charge of setting the sails and everything, and who was in charge of unloading the supplies when docked. Of course, while keeping his accent up, and making it less boring so the kids didn’t lose interest.

“And we move on to this next ship, which was built not too long after the first, but had major improvements. More wood slats so that it was stronger against harsh currents, bigger sails, lots of things!”

The parents and guardians all stand behind the group of kids crowded around the model, and as they look over the ship, Jake’s eyes - or well, eye - darts over to you, as if he recognizes you as well. A small grin tugs at the corners of his lips, but he goes right back to the group.

“Okay. I’m gonna bring you into this next part, and I think you’re gonna like this one a lot,” he gestures for everyone to follow, the children giggling as he excitedly moves on.

There was a small area with a very small scale version of the docus just outside of the building, however, it was interactive and made for children to play in. Water filled the one end, simulating the ocean, that got shallower as it got closer to the docks. There were also toy ships and small sail boats floating in the water, as well as small brown blocks that were similar to packages.

“Here is where you can pretend to be a crew member of a ship, sailing the seas and docking your ship. Go ahead! Have a little fun! Parents, don’t worry, there are paper towels and a bathroom if you need to dry off clothes.”

Everyone chuckles altogether as the group of kids plays and splashes in the water. You were talking to a couple moms, explaining how he’s your little brother and he wanted to come here today, when Jake catches your eye again. However this time, his eye patch was resting on his forehead, so both of his gorgeous brown irises were visible.

With a smirk, he sends you a wink, locking his hands behind his back and swaying back and forth on his feet. Looking away, you check back in on Donovan, who is laughing and pushing the fake ships with another kid that appeared to be around his age.

After a few more minutes, everyone gathers their child and dries them off with paper towels. Donovan took it upon himself to wipe his arms, and thankfully, his shirt didn’t get too wet so he wasn’t going to be too uncomfortable for the rest of the tour.

Jake stands off on the other side of the wall where a large screen sits, with a very detailed frame of what appeared to be the beach, shells, ships, everything you associate the beach with. Jake stands in front of the screen with a piece of paper and holds his hand up to quiet the group down.

“Moving on! We have another little activity for you guys. You’re going to color your own ships! And then…you put your piece of paper under this scanner, and watch as magic happens…” His voice tapers off as he turns around, sets the paper underneath the scanner he pointed to, and within a few seconds, a digital image of the ship that was colored in appeared on the screen.

‘Oohs’, ‘ahhs’, and excited cheers ring through the group, and Jake brings them over to a section of small tables, all with photos of the same pirate ship and markers to color with. Just like before, the parents converse amongst themselves to pass time, but you take a moment to look around the room.

You come up to a painting of a rich merchant, studying the details and reading the plaque that explains his life and how he became the most successful merchant in Newport, or what is known as Newport today.

“Do you happen to be stalking me?” Whipping around, you find Jake standing behind you, his eye patch still off, a playful smirk on his lips. For the moment, his voice was back to normal, the soft, velvety sound you already grew to know so well, just based on not even ten minutes of being in his shop.

You feel heat rise up your neck and you glance over at Donovan, coloring away at his paper, looking over at his new friend’s work.

“Oh, uh, n-no. I promise I’m not. It’s-it’s just that we’re here for the summer and finding stuff to do and it’s just a very weird coincidence that-”

“Relax, love, I’m only teasing,” he cuts your blabbering off with a gentle touch to your arm. Immediately, your skin feels like it’s on fire from it, and even after his fingertips are no longer touching you.

It’s a dizzying feeling, really. And you just wanted more.

“Oh. Well, my family just got here for the summer and my brother wanted to come here today since I had no plans.”

“No plans? You should try surfing,” he winks. You chuckle awkwardly.

“I’m not sure I’d be so good,” you attempt to lie, but Jake catches it.

“It’s a good thing you met me, though. I’m a pro. I’ll help you.” Again, you try to be nice and decline his offer, but he reaches out for you again, his fingers brushing along forearm.

“Um, I p-prefer to just sit on the beach, read, look for shells, maybe walk along the shoreline. I’m not really a sporty type so I don’t think I’d do so hot.” Jake just laughs and shrugs it off.

“If you ever change your mind, you know where my shop is.” With that, he walks over to the kids, a couple of whom finished their coloring and were ready to turn their masterpieces into a moving picture.

Jake helps the kids one by one scan their photos and step back to watch as their ship pops up, moving with the ebb and flow of the waves being projected on the screen.

“That is a lovely boat, young lady! My crew should’ve had you construct the Iron Rose for us back when she was destroyed amongst the waves!” He compliments a young girl’s design, reverting back to his pirate voice and persona.

When Donovan’s turn to put his ship up, he stands there as Jake scans it, and just like he does with every kid, he gasps in awe at how cool it looks, and gives him a high five. Donovan runs right over to you, pointing to the screen.

“Do you see my ship? It looks so cool, right?” He asks. Gazing up, you find his ship immediately, as you were watching the whole ordeal play out. Well…you were watching Jake interact with the kids, it is very charming.

“I do! It looks really good!”

“I modeled it after the Oseberg Ship in Norway, the most well-preserved Viking ship.”

“Oh yeah, I remember you telling me about that one. I see it now!”

A few more kids are left to scan their pages, and with each one, you study him. How he kneels down to their height for a moment to look over their design, then standing back up to help them put it underneath the scanner. How he points to the side of the screen that their ship pops out on and how he manages to put a huge grin on every single kids’ face.

Soon enough, Jake regroups everyone to continue the rest of the tour. And at the end, he asked if anyone had any questions. Of course, with kids being kids, they have to ask questions that don’t entirely matter, but they have this sort of…morbid curiosity about.

“What happened to the sailors that were lost at sea? Were they eaten by sharks?” A kid near the front asks. The thought makes your blood run cold, and you want to so badly walk away.

“Well, there are some that we assume were either eaten by sharks, but a majority of them just drowned. The seas are a very scary place!”

With that sentence, you take a few steps back and walk to the other side, though unfortunately, Jake’s voice was carrying through the echoing room. And, as much as he tried to not look away, he couldn’t help but notice the way you walked off, trying to hide the concerned look growing on his face.

As they continue to ask questions, you try and focus hard on reading the plaques placed around with information about pieces or looking out the window at the docks and the people passing by. Jake clapping loudly brings you back down to earth, though.

“Alright, well that concludes this tour. I hope everyone enjoyed it and come back and see us sometime soon! Argh!” You can’t help the chuckle that escapes your lips as you walk back over to find Donovan.

“You wanna buy something from the gift shop?” You ask. He nods eagerly and takes off, allowing you to hang back for a bit.

“Hey, are you alright? You walked off near the end there,” Jake comes up to you, his hat off, the accent dropped, and the eye patch completely removed from his head.

“Yeah, yeah. I just missed some of the pieces in that area and wanted to see them.”

Before Jake can respond, you walk away, and he sighs softly, watching as you find your little brother, who excitedly holds up a replica ship model made of plastic. Jake walks over to a co-worker of his, who follows his gaze to you.

“Someting up?” The young guy asks the blond man, still somewhat dressed as a pirate.

“I keep seeing her and I want to get to know her, but she’s…”

“Refusing? Rejecting you?”

“She just seems…not interested.” Jake’s expression falls as you walk over to the counter, trying to ignore him, but it’s hard. You were still trying to come down from the slight panic you had at the topic that was brought up.

Jake sighs softly again and walks to the back room, not knowing that your eyes were following him the entire time he walked away.

-

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[lanasfav444]

cashmere cologne and white sunshine

#girlblogging #lana del rey #coquette #white sunshine #summer lovin #summer #old money #cashmere cologne #girl blogger #lolitia

[mt-nynj-queer]

AJ

#summer lovin

[touyaspeach]

My commission from @dynonugg3t came back today oh my gosh I love it so much 😭 😭 😭

I can't handle this there's so much I love about it!!!

#sweet talkin #summer lovin #for me #lili commissions #lili x shidou

[aroreiel]

Hiya. So I wrote this earlier in the year as just a one off little Eddie POV, as I hadn't written anything in so long. I was encouraged to continue it. However, circumstances in my life had left my motivation in an up and down spiral. I would like to carry on with it, but just thought I'd share it again to give me another kick.

It's tame as I posted it originally on Facebook. A swear word and very briefly implied sexual reference. Could change with the second part. 😏

Summer Secret

You walk down to the edge of the pier.

Slipping your combat boots off, you then sit down at its edge and let your bare feet meet the waters of the lake. It's warm. Finally. Summer. You let your legs lightly swing out and watch the ripples of the clear crystal water drift out in front of you. The view is beautiful. Secluded. Tall trees and clear blue sky surround you and, other than a few birds making their song, there is very little sound. No other signs of anything. If only he was here to feel this with you. But he doesn't even know you exist. 'I guess I don't belong in his world' you think. You then quickly close your eyes and take a deep breath, exhaling that anxiety away. Well you've never been one for taking risks. But you've always felt safe here. And you're too relaxed to care now. You take one last look around you. Behind you are more trees and an old, long since neglected shed sitting sadly and randomly on its own. No one else knows this spot, it's so hidden. 'Yeah. Why not.' Stepping up onto your feet, you lift your floral-blue summer dress over your head and drop it to the ground. You're finally doing it. Small risks. You feel a rush as the warm air hits your exposed body. Taking several steps back from the edge, you then tentatively run up and with a scream you leap in with a splash. Coming up for air, you giggle with abandon. You feel free for the first time. Dipping your head back you begin to glide languishely on your back, humming the intro to Dio's The Last in Line over and over. You're now in your own world. Not realising that old shed has an occupant...

This part of the lake is also his escape. When things get too chaotic and he needs to think straight, clear his head, he comes here. He brings his acoustic and a roll up and sits on the bank, just next to the pier, and writes another song. It inspires him. On this particular afternoon, the song he's writing is about a girl. One girl in particular, who doesn't even seem to notice him. He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and with it his fingers instinctively plucked at the strings of his guitar. A short time passes as he's drifted into melody. Suddenly interrupted by the rustling of the trees sitting to his right. 'Is it someone else?' There's no way anyone else knows of this place. "Damn it." He leaps up from the ground, and his knees buckle under him after sitting for so long. Shaking out his legs he then clumsily sprints towards the abandoned shed that sits just a little further up the bank, throws himself in and closes the rickerty door. He carefully places his guitar up against the wall and, with his roll up still hanging between his fingers, creeps up to the small window, eager to see who found him out. Then they appear through the trees. A girl. The girl... 'How did she know?' He flinches back from the window, fearing she'll see him. He then watches her glide effortlessly down the hill and onto the pier. She looks like an angel to him. Okay. This was the perfect opportunity to finally speak to her alone. No one could mock his awkwardness when he asks her out, that cocky bravado of his would just go out of the window. And no one will see the pain and dejection when she turns him down. It could all happen without anyone knowing and that's fine, he can deal with it on his own. 'She's too good for me anyway' he thinks. But instead of moving towards the door he keeps watching her as she gets up from sitting on the pier and... "Sweet jesus" he rasps, a lump now forming in his throat. He should look away but he can't bring his eyes from doing so. They drink in all your curves and begin photographing them to memory. Like he hasn't before but this was, well, different. Has hasn't even realised that he's holding his breath. He closes his eyes, if only to refocus his breathing, and opens them again. His fingers tremble as takes a long puff from his cigarette and continues watching you. It feels like slow motion. "Oh God." His jeans are feeling tighter now as he pulls at them to give himself more room. As you let out a wild giggle and leap into the water, a warm smile spreads across his face. He can hear you humming that familiar Dio intro. 'Really. This is too good to be true', he thinks as... a loud twang from his guitar interrupts the tension as it slides down the wall and hits the ground hard. "Shit!"

As you continue floating and the sun's glow basques your face in heat, your thoughts have now drifted to him again. They could never stay away for long. You've already photographed him from memory, watching him from a distance as he'd revel in his theatrics or just sat quietly with his friends. Or on his own. Your breathing suddenly increases. You feel a tingle. You're feeling brave again, as your one hand dips under the surface of the water and drifts down to... THWANG. It's a jarring sound that echoes through the quietness. You're startled out of your daydream and swim in a panic to the edge of the pier, lifting yourself up and haphazardly throwing your dress back on. It's sticking to your wet body but you don't care right now. Your eyes immediately dart towards that rundown peice of wood yards from you. Shaking but, in yet another fit of bravery, you run up and pull open the rickerty door and...

Your eyes meet. He's lept back up from the ground after trying to save his guitar. You just stands frozen in the doorway. "Er, hi." you shiver. "Hi." He repeats, now looking away from you. "So how long were you..."

".. Look I wasn't watching you swim okay, I was just minding my own business playing my guitar and..."

"...So if you weren't watching, how did you know I was swimming?"

His gaze reaches her face again. Your eyes are now gleaming and they're locked onto him. This has become a day for you taking risks, and seeing him now standing there all sheepishly cute, it catches your breath...Well, you decide to continue with it. You close the door, still keeping your focus on him.

God, he hopes he's reading this right, as he sees your eyes darken. He tests this. "So you like Dio, huh?"

"Yeah. Love them." your voice drops a register. His eyes now lock with yours. "Me too." Their smiles now signal to each other a mutual understanding.

"So...how did you find this place?"

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson pov #eddie munson fanfic #my fic #summer lovin #eddie my love <3 #eddie munson stranger things #i love eddie munson #eddie munson fic #joseph quinn

[iamafanofcartoons]

“I love you, just the way you are”

Taiyang and Summer do share at least one braincell together

https://twitter.com/imdcathsmeow/status/1652323939249688582

#taiyang x summer #taiyang is a good dad #taiyang xiao long #summer rose #rwby #rwby iq #rwby ice queendom #summer x tai #summer x taiyang #imdcathsmeow #rwby tai #rwby summer #rwby summer rose #rwby taiyang #summer lovin #seasonal depression #rwby summer lovin #rwby tiamat #rwby seasonal depression #taiyangxsummer #taixsummer #summerxtai

[superiorsturgeon]

Arm Twisting

Summer: …so that’s why I need your help for this secret mission.

Raven: You tracked me down after three years to get help on this suicide mission that you won’t even tell your husband about?

Raven: What the hell makes you think I would agree to this?!

Summer: Because I know your darkest secret!

Years ago…

Taiyang: Phew! It’s getting warm in here!

Taiyang: *bends down and slowly unzips the right leg of his zip-off pants*

Raven: *freezes*

Taiyang: *looks up at Raven* 😏

Taiyang: *slowly shimmying his pant leg down his calf*

Raven: 😳…you bastard, you know what that does to me…

Taiyang: Nnnnngh…! *snaps the pant leg off, then extends his bare glistening calf while sliding a hand up to his other zipper*

Raven: *red-faced*

Taiyang: *raises an eyebrow and removes his other pant leg agonizingly slow* Oh…I hope no fearsome, beautiful bandits will be waiting in my empty dorm room to take advantage of me and my bare calves~!

Raven: *bright red, covers her mouth*

Taiyang: *tosses his separated pant legs over his shoulder, showing off his bicep and tattoo with a wink* I guess I’ll have to see in ten minutes when my roommates are in class! *saunters away*

Raven: How can he be so sexy and so ridiculous at once?! I can’t believe I’m so excited from looking at his idiotic zip-off pants!

Raven: *turns around* I just want to lick up those toned legs like a-!!

Summer: 🙂

Raven: *heart stops* 😨

Summer:

Raven:

Summer:

Raven: …how much of that did you see?

Summer: Exactly as much as I needed to! 😁

Back in the present…

Raven: …you are, no exaggeration, the absolute worst.

Summer: That reminds me, Tai’s legs and butt got even beefier over the last few years since he started doing squats! 😈

Raven: Please, stop!! I surrender! 😫

#rwby #summer rose #raven branwen #taiyang xiao long #tai X Raven #tai x summer #phoenix #summer lovin

[howlingday]

Raven: (Knocks)

Taiyang: Yes?

Raven: Tai, it's me! Raven!

Taiyang: Raven?

Raven: Your wife? Of almost ten years?

Taiyang: I remember having a wife, but she went missing in Solitas.

Raven: That was me!

Taiyang: Oh...

Summer: Who is it, lover?

Taiyang: This is my wife, the one I was married to before you.

Summer: ...

Raven: ...

Summer: Well, let me shake your hand! It's been an honor to take your husband raw dog in your place!

Raven: ...

Summer: Well, see ya!

Taiyang: Rudy, listen-

Raven: Raven.

Taiyang: Raven, listen. When you went missing, I was inconsolable! I didn't think you'd ever come home, but you can't expect me to not move on! Taiyang, please!

Raven: You're Taiyang.

Taiyang: Right! And I... Look inside. Ruby is almost ten and Yang is already twelve! You can't just expect me to up and leave them!

Raven: You're... You're right... I'm... I'm sorry. Please, live for you. (Walks away, Door shuts)

Raven: ...TEN AND TWELVE?!

#rwby #summer lovin #taiyang #raven branwen #summer rose #south park