Name: Y/n Branwen
Looks:
Age: 17
Semblance: misfortune: every one around you will experience bad luck when you are near and this can't be turned off.
Glyphs: the hereditary semblance of the schnee's they can be used as platforms to stand on, along with the ability to propel people or items at an extreme force, and more (if you want to know more about glyphs then look it up on the wiki)Personality: caring, cocky, intelligent, sarcastic, coolheaded, cautious, and focused
Family: Qrow Branwen (father), Winter Schnee (mother), Weiss Schnee (aunt), Whitley Schnee (uncle), Raven Branwen (aunt), Yang Xaio Long (cousin), Jacques Schnee (grandfather)
Likes: alcohol, kicking ass, family (excluding Schnee's), Ruby, skipping class (excluding combat class), talking shit, and pissing off Weiss
Hates: Schnee's, his semblances (misfortune because it's the reason he doesn't have many friends. Glyphs because it's from his mother's side of the family), the white fang, Ironwood, people that had everything handed to them, people that look down on others, and Salem
Weapons:
Fell cyclone
Destiny's ward (didn't come up with the name)
Clothes:
(Ignore the weapons And necklace)
Emblem (it's on the back of the coat):
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A cold branwen (rwby x male reader)
FanfictionYou are the son of Qrow Branwen and Winter Schnee. You were originally raised by your mother... well up until you were 6 that is. Because due to your mother's questionable (to say the least) parenting decisions your father raised you after that and...