2 Works by chykadee
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Stanford, a genius everywhere but the bedroom, stared across Bill, eyes wide with equal parts nervousness and curiosity. He looked like a lost puppy. “So, how - how does uh, this, work, typically?” He spoke quietly, gesturing between the three of them to punctuate his words, and leaning away to clear his throat afterwards.
As Bill opened his mouth to supply a confident answer, he was shoved forwards, tumbling into Ford's crotch with an indignant squeak as his nose became intimately acquainted with the large tent in Ford's pants. “Like this,” Fiddleford grumbled, an uncharacteristic coldness in his tone. “He's got plenty of holes, ‘n we just gotta pick and choose.”
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Nasty Billfiddlesford spitroast. Bill is the roast
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Teal was the color of oceans, of seas of possibilities, of getaways on sandy shores and the warmth of a new sun. Now the water was stormy, slowly fading from brightness to a murky, sad gray. He couldnt look away. He couldn't move, or think. He was locked down, drowning himself in a dying ocean, watching the life slowly fade away as the seconds passed. His mind desperately begged for sunrise yet he felt nothing on his face, knowing he sat under a dark and unforgiving sky. Warmth leeched out of his body until he felt ice under his palm. The storm was growing darker. He couldn't breathe.
"Qrow!"
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In which Qrow has a nightmare that leaves him worrying about old wounds. Clover talks him down.
Kind of a fix-it for Ch12? But regardless contains major spoilers for the episode