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howlingday · 17 days

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You know what you must do Howling….

Oobleck: Welcome back to our coverage of another game between Teams RWBY and JNPR.

Port: If you're just joining us, it's been a roller coaster of emotions with both teams tied at two sets a piece, and the victor will be the Champions of Beacon Academy.

Oobleck: JNPR only needing to get the edge by two points with their team captain, Jaune Arc-

Port: Love that man!

Oobleck: Don't we all? -trying desperately to hold their position at the top, otherwise it's all over. Pyrrha Nikos ready to serve what may be the last game of her professional career.

Port: And here! We! Go!

Oobleck: Excellent serve!

Port: RWBY setting up the spike and-

Jaune: (Pounded in the forehead)

Oobleck/Port: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Port: Deflected!

Oobleck: Right into Jaune Arc's face!

Port: And JNPR ties it with Team RWBY! Unbelievable!

Oobleck: Fasten your seatbelts, ladies and gentlemen; Jaune Arc's face has entered the game!

Port: Just look at this instant replay! The angle at which Arc deflects the ball is nothing short of perfection!

Oobleck: Like watching a master painter masterfully painting his masterpiece... with his face!

Port: JNPR now on the prowl to take the lead with Nikos serving again! Team RWBY setting up a devastating return to the lead, and here it comes-

Jaune: (Nostrils pounded in, Slumps)

Oobleck/Port: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Port: Arc makes a tremendous save!

Oobleck: But it's not over yet as Team RWBY set up again for another spike, not wasting any opportunity to-

Jaune: (On his knees, Face pounded)

Oobleck: MOTHER OF PEARL!

Port: ARC SCORES!

Oobleck: Welcome to the heavyweight bout between Arc's face versus everything else!

Port: He looks like he could be pray on his knees!

Oobleck: The peaceful visage of TBI!

Port: We are ALL witnesses!

Oobleck: TESTIFY~!

Port: LET US ALL FEAST ON THE SWEET NECTAR! Of instant replay!

Oobleck: Just a perfect defense; the pinnacle of the word sacrifice.

Port: The ball flies right past the blocker, into Arc's awaiting face, back over the net, and then back into Arc's face like an obese homing Nevermore!

Jaune: (Stumbling about, Blind)

Nora: (Turns him to the net)

Oobleck: That man will leave here today, knowing he gave up everything he could! ...if he leaves at all .The crowd is on their feet, cheering for their hero, Jaune Arc!

Port: Much like the days of my youth when I held the entire Kingdom of Atlas on my back, so too does Jaune Arc carry the weight of his opponents upon his face!

Oobleck: JNPR has come back from the brink to put this one into the history books!

Port: It's one point for JNPR, can RWBY push past the Arc's defense to-

Jaune: (Knocked prone by Yang)

Port: Arc blocks it!

Oobleck: DID YOU SEE THAT?!

Port: Team RWBY deliver another spike to The Man!

Jaune: (Hit again by Blake)

Oobleck: The myth!

Jaune: (And again by Weiss)

Oobleck/Port: THE LEGEND!

Jaune: (...)

Nora: (Grabs Jaune's legs)

Pyrrha: (Grabs Jaune's arm)

Ren: (Grabs Jaune's other arm)

Port: His teammates haul him to his feet!

Oobleck/Port: NO!

Port: They raise him to his everywhere!

Jaune: (Jaune, I know that you're still... recovering, but please. The team needs you. I need you. So please, just this once... Just one more time, the world needs Jaune Arc on the court. Besides, this is a totally different game than what we were playing before. I doubt you'll have to worry about being hit in the face, especially since you've got a whole team around you to provide backup. Now come on, there world's waiting for you...)

Oobleck: HE'SDONEIT! ICAN'TBELIEVEIT! JAUNEARC! He's been taken through the air like a defensive angel!

Ozpin: (Fuming, Tosses over chair)

Port: An angel with the face of a devil!

Oobleck: Let's get an instant replay!

Oobleck: One is the loneliest number!

Port: Two tickets to paradise!

Oobleck: Three times a lady!

Oobleck/Port: FOOOOOOOOOR-

Ruby: (Slow-mo punching the ball into Jaune's face)

Oobleck/Port: -EEEEEVEEEEEEEER YOOOOOOOOOOOOOUNG!

Port: The crowd charges the court, and the people are weeping!

Oobleck: The tears of joy~!

Port: The Schnees are Schneeting!

Oobleck: Pound sign Jaune Arc~!

Port: The hospitals are preparing to receive the man himself!

Oobleck: The fifth relic himself!

Port: The great! Wall! of Jaune Arc!

Oobleck: I tell you, when the Brothers comes back, I want to be in a bunker made of Jaune Arc's face!

Port: Until next time...

Oobleck/Port: GOOD NIGHT, EVERYONE!

#rwby #studio c #peter port #bartholomew oobleck #jaune arc #nora valkyrie #pyrrha nikos #lie ren #ozpin #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long

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arc-misadventures · 2 years

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He Says Nothing, And Yet He Speaks More Than Any Other

First Day at Beacon Academy, was meant to be a day of excitement, and joy, and to bask in the thrill of the uncertain! Or, in Ruby Rose’s case; to be utterly lost, and confused.

Ruby: So lost, so lost, oh so so so lost… Thank’s for ditching me, Yang…

: (Need some help?)

Ruby, let out a startled yelp as she turned to face, a tall blond boy. He had kind blue eyes, and an innocent smile across his face as he softly waved at her.

: (Hi! Names, Jaune, Jaune Arc; and you are?)

Ruby: I-I’m Ruby, Ruby Rose. And yeah… I’m lost… really lost…

Jaune: (Can’t find the auditorium for school initiation?)

Ruby: Y-Yeah… How did you know…?

Jaune: (You’re lost, first day of school… Seems pretty self evident)

Jaune just smiled, and shrugged his shoulders at the whole situation. All the while, Ruby gave an adorable little pout at his expense.

Jaune: (Follow me, and I’ll take you there.)

Ruby: Oh thanks! I thought all my seniors would be in classes right now.

Jaune: (First year actually.)

Ruby: O-Oh…

Jaune: …

Ruby: So… I uhh… I’ve got this…

In a flury of motion a Ruby’s weapon, a death scythe buried itself into the ground before them.

Ruby: This is Crescent Rose, my…?!

Jaune: (A death scythe? Impressive… I heard they’re infamous for being hard to wield. I look forward to seeing it in action, I’m curious to see how someone so small can wield such a large weapon.)

Ruby: I’m not small! I drink…?!

Jaune: (It takes more than a glass of milk to grow up.)

Ruby: How did you know I was going to say milk…?

Jaune: (A… A lucky guess… Come along little one we’re here.)

Ruby: I am not little!

As, Jaune shot her one last smug smirk before entering the auditorium, she could help but ponder on how odd, Jaune’s voice sounded in her head.

~~~

Ruby: Yang!

Yang: Hey, Rubes, meet anyone?

Ruby: Actually, yeah I did!

Yang: Oh, really who?

Ruby: That guy over there, with the sword, and shield, and the, Modern Tactical Mauser pistol!

Yang: You mean the blond haired, blue eyed, teenage boy, in the officer’s uniform?

Ruby: Yeah, he’s the one!

Yang: Of course you’d recognize him by his weapons, you total nerd…

Ruby: I’m trying okay!

Yang: Ha…! Well, he looks nice, but is he nice…?

Ruby: Oh he is! He showed me where to go, took an interest in, Crescent Rose. He did tease me a bit, but he’s a pretty nice guy! But…

Yang: But…?

Ruby: His voice, it sounds weird…

Yang: Weird how?

Ruby: Whenever he speaks, it sounds like there is an echo in my head…

Yang: An echo?

Ruby: And, he always sounded oddly… happy.

Yang: Okay… Don’t worry about it, Ruby some people just have odd voices.

Ruby: O-Okay…

She wouldn’t worry about it openly, but she couldn’t help, but feel that something was off about him.

~~~

Pyrrha Nikos, a legendary champion fighter, was once more uncomfortable as she was once more was being scouted to join someone’s team, and this time it was someone she couldn’t easily get rid of. Weiss Schnee, Heiress of the, SDC. If there was anyone she wasn’t looking forward to dealing with, it was her. She didn’t even try to hide the mad glee in her eyes as she planned out how they would become the schools power couple.

At least she thought she was trying to hide it…

: (Excuse me, but you’re in my way.)

A voice that cut through her thoughts like a scalpel entered, Pyrrha’s mind. The voice was smooth, and calming to her ears unlike any other. She turned to the side, and saw a blue eyed, blond eyed man, give her a roguish smile. A faint blush spread a ross her cheeks as she looked upon his rather handsome visage.

: (Hello~!)

Pyrrha: H-Hello…

Weiss: And, who are you?

: (Ahh…! My manners escape me… My name is, Jaune Arc, and you are?)

He gave a polite bow as he addressed the two, but before, Pyrrha could politely reply in kind, Weiss had to interrupt, and show what she thought of his ‘interruption.’

Weiss: And, you don’t know who she is?

Jaune: (I know precisely who you both are, Weiss Schnee, Heiress of the SDC. I just though, Ms. Nikos, would like to introduce herself first.)

Pyrrha was taken aback, she was used to people recognizing her, but seldom did one not act out upon seeing her.

Pyrrha: Y-You know who I am?

Jaune: (Such an odd question; How many people do not know of, Pyrrha Nikos winner of the… thing…? In all honesty; I know you are a champion fighter, however I mostly remember you for being on the Pumpkin Pete cereal boxes.)

Pyrrha laughed softly, it wasn’t everyone who saw her championships as a, thing. It was oddly refreshing.

Pyrrha: Many know me from those as well. I don’t mind, I just wish the cereal was more healthy.

Jaune: (True, but the Pumpkin Pete’s hoodie is damn comfortable.)

Pyrrha: Oh, you won one of those? Not many did. They have a huge surplus of them in a warehouse somewhere waiting for next time.

Jaune: (They have more? Then I will need to appease to your better nature to get more hoodies.)

Pyrrha: Oh, are they that good?

Jaune: (Yes, so much so I need more, several more…)

Pyrrha: Oh, and why is that?

Jaune: ( One gloriously comfortable hoodie, and seven sisters; I was lucky to wear it once every other month.)

Pyrrha couldn’t help, but laugh at the plight he had no doubt experienced at the hand of his sisters. Something she found herself envious of, such were the plights of the only child.

Jaune: (I do apologize for seemingly ignoring you, Ms. Schnee. But, I’m afraid bar dust rounds I have very little to discuss with you, and if you don’t mind. You are in the way of my locker.)

Weiss: Oh, yes, that’s quite alright.

Jaune: (Thank you.)

Pyrrha couldn’t help, but stare as she watched him dawn on his sword, and scabbard, along with his pistol holstered on the back of his waist. She watched him with laser like focus, as he effortlessly put them, and walked with the grace of someone who had worn them for years. There was something about the professionalism, and the way he carried himself she found… appealing…

Jaune: Well, I shall see you two ladies later; who knows, we may even partner up. Till later then.

Pyrrha: See you later, Jaune!

Weiss: That was… odd…

Pyrrha: Odd? What was odd about that? He seems like a very nice, and respectable person.

Weiss: H-He does, I haven’t met a person that genuinely nice to me before. More often, than not the ‘nice people’ I’ve met, have been trying to get on my good side to mooch off of me, and my family name.

Pyrrha: Haa… I know the pain…

Weiss: But, his voice… His head was in his locker, and it should have had an echo since it was there. And, yet it sounded like he was talking right next to my ear.

Pyrrha: Really…? I hadn’t noticed.

Weiss: Strange, very strange.

~~~

Jaune sat on a tree stumb, gently spinning the blade in his hand as he felt its weight, and balance He was impressed on how such a complex weapon could feel so perfect in his hands.

Jaune: (Why hello again, Pyrrha.)

Pyrrha: How did you know it was me?

Jaune: (The… leaves were rustling, not to mention you threw your spear at me. Why did you do that, anyway? I didn’t need your help getting down.)

Pyrrha: O-Oh well… You seemed like you were going to crash… So I thought I help you out…

Jaune looked at the weapon in his hands once more, before tossing it at, Pyrrha. He stood up, and dusted himself off, before looking towards the deeper parts of the forest.

Jaune: (Word of advice: Never throw away your weapon so carelessly again, you can only run for so long.)

Pyrrha: R-Right… I probably shouldn’t have assumed you weren’t able to land safely by yourself.

Jaune: (Wise move… But, in the mean time.)

Jaune walked over, and gently grabbed, Pyrrha’s hand, and gently placed a kiss upon it. His eyes never leaving her for a moment.

Jaune: (You have my thanks, my Lady.)

Pyrrha’s face was flush red with a fierce blush, she was used to people flirting with her, but this, he was something else!

Pyrrha: Y-Y-Your welcome!

Jaune: (Now then, shall we get going.)

Pyrrha: Y-Yes… L-Let’s get going…

~~~

Ruby: Hey, Jaune!

Jaune: (Oh, hello, Ruby, and Ms. Schnee? Is this your partner, Ruby?)

Ruby: Yeah, she is… She’s a real big meanie!

Weiss: Hey!

Jaune: (Well, she is an Atlassian, they tend to be a bit grumpy most of the time.)

Weiss: Hey!

Ruby: Oh, Jaune! This is my big sister, Yang!

Yang: He there soldier boy!

Jaune: (How original, its as if I have never heard that one before…? Interesting…)

Jaune couldn’t help, but give her a look over. Normally he would never do this to anyone, much less a woman he had just met, but the resemblance’s were uncanny.

Yang: Uhh… Care to explain why you’re staring at me so intently…?

Jaune: (Bar admiring your natural born beauty. I was noticing the similarities you bare to my sister’s. If it wasn’t for your eyes, I dare say you were one of them.)

Yang: Oh, so you got some hot blonde sisters, eh?

Jaune: (They are my sisters, I would never say such things about them. But, as for yourself, you are quite mesmerizing.)

Yang: Ha! Hell ya I am~!

Jaune: (And, who might you be?)

: Me? My name is, Blake, Blake Belladonna. It is a pleasure to meet you.

Jaune: (The pleasure is all mine, my dear. A question if you will?)

Blake: You may…?

Jaune: (Why the bow?)

Blake: W-What are you talking about?!

Jaune couldn’t help but notice the small flinch, and how Blake’s body instinctively moved backwards, away from him as he said that. Evidently, he had hit a nerve.

Jaune: (Just curious… It’s quite fitting for you, Ms. Belladonna.)

Blake: T-Thank you…

Pyrrha: Uhh… Jaune, could you help me?

Jaune: (Oh, but of course. Excuse me, Ladies.)

Jaune gave a quick bow before running off to be with his partner. All the while the duo couldn’t help but watch him leave.

Yang: Huw… Ruby was right, his voice does seem to echo in my mind…

Blake: Yeah… it actually does…

Yang: By the way, why did you react like that when he asked about your bow?

Blake: Ohhh… Nothing, it just caught me off guard is all.

Yang: Okay! Uhh… Did that girl just come in ridding an, Ursa?

~~~

Atop the hill of overlooking the Emerald Forest, the sat together with their trophy in hands, the quartet of Hunters-in-training made there way back to Beacon Academy, the bodies sore, and aching from a hard day’s effort, but things had been going well for them. Now it was just time to hand in their trophies, and call it a day.

Nora: That was awesome! Did you see that, Ren! We were all like powpowpopow! And, then that Grimm was all like, ‘Skree?!’ And, then it died! And, we won! Whoo! Best day ever!

Ren: Yes it was, Nora. Yes it was.

Jaune: (I must agree, dispute you’re overwhelming exuberance, you are quite the capable fighter, Nora.)

Nora: Nahh… Thanks, Jaune-Jaune…

Jaune: (You were all amazing, I look forward to seeing what this years is going to be like.)

Pyrrha: Thanks, Jaune. Your were spectacular.

Jaune: (My thanks.)

Weiss: Well it shouldn’t be any surprise, a Schnee is meant to excel~!

Blake: And, be a braggart.

Weiss: Hey!

Yang: Pff. Nice.

Ruby: Well, I think we were fantastic too!

Nora: Hey, Jaune can I ask you a question?

Jaune: (Depends on the answer.)

Nora: Why can I hear your voice in my head, but your lips aren’t moving?

Everyone stopped dead in their tracks, as they all slowly turned to stare, at Jaune’s face. And, just as, Nora said, they could all hear his soft laughter in their heads, the rolling of his shoulders as he laughed, and yet his lips never parted from their mischievous smile.

Yang: I-I can hear him laughing…?!

Blake: If he’s laughing, then why aren’t his lips moving?!

Weiss: T-This has to be a semblance of some kind, r-right?

Ruby: A cool semblance!

Nora: A really cool semblance!

Pyrrha: Uhh… Jaune, you okay?

Jaune: (Ah-hahahaha… Haa… Oh, that’s funny… We’ve been around each other for hours now, and it’s the most spastic, and seemingly random amongst you was the only one to actually noticed that I have been speaking all day, and yet I have said nothing~!)

Pyrrha: Jaune, w-what is all of… this?

Jaune: (Oh where to begin, where to begin indeed…)

#rwby #jaune arc #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #weiss schnee #nora valkyrie #pyrrha nikos #ruby rose #lie ren

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jacobsneed · 10 months

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Many thanks to the lovelies @v0idbuggy @inafieldofdaisies @cassietrn and @theelderhazelnut for the tags! ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡

Bit of a slow week, mainly re-reading things and changing words and dialogues, and also just getting wrapped up in TOO MANY new ideas, and have also become obsessed with cooking again lol

Been having fun working on the lil bittersweet Niko/Tatjana piece/chapter(??) and mainly working on putting together a playlist, which works great for Music Monday! :D So as tradition, my indecisive ass will plop a few songs I've been listening to while writing this chapter(?) since I can never choose just one!

"Where is Ljubica?" he inquired amid the gentle hum of boiling water. Tatjana peered at the small clock nestled among memories before letting out a tender laugh: "The nights young, she could be anywhere." She sighed deeply: "She says it calms her, biking around." She returned bearing steaming tea and retrieved a cigarette from the rickety table beside her.

"Is she always out in the city?" Niko asked as he gazed out through rain-streaked windowpanes; seeds of worry beginning to grow. "Out on that bicycle? Even in this weather?" He sought her reasonings amid the storm.

Wearily, Tatjana shrugged. "It's been hard for her lately, I don't always understand what goes on in her head." she confessed, failing to ignite her cigarette, the flame of life long extinguished. In frustration, she flung the lighter to the floor while cascading blonde hair shrouded a ghostly visage mourning the loss of what once was. The weight of longing settled over them both; tracing tender aches and sorrows that, like rain-laden clouds, held within them the potential to nourish in time.

From the depths of Tatjana's introspective chasm, the forsaken cigarette found solace upon her lips – Niko, the tender guardian, bending to her side, taming her locks, and igniting her reprieve with his Zippo's flame. A whispered "I'm sorry." echoed through chambers of remorse and longing for a time that once was. Drawing from those hallowed memories, he claimed his own smoky respite and joined her at the border of reverie.

Her touch – a whisper of connection against Niko's hardened hand – beckoned him to share in their silent symphony. "Niko," she breathed between puffs of clouded smoke, "Eventually you need to stop apologizing to me." Her thumb traced canyons of scars and battles won in the tales their hands told. The quiet hung heavy around them, masking an unyielding bond in tension's weighted grasp.

"I've ruined you," Niko confessed, eyes raw with unshed tears, "It’s my fault Dragan died, I failed to keep you safe, sent you and Ljubica across the world alone" As crystalline pain threatened to overflow from Tatjana's eyes, she spoke his name, but he pressed onwards: "I’m empty."

"Nikola," Her firm tone belied the tenderness beneath. "You can't keep doing this to me." Fingers tapped ash to oblivion whilst another breath drew a deep smokey inhale.

As Niko gazed upon her fractured countenance from beneath shame-streaked lashes. "Though I love you," she trembled before the bittersweet tide threatening to overtake her voice, "I cannot fix everything that is wrong with you, in your soul."

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#still working on this a lot :P #yeah uhh i love Niko and Tatjana that is all #they could fix each other but neither know how <3 #wip #david writes #wip: spaces of hope #oc: tatjana #oc: ljubica #tho she's only mentioned once lmao #EVENTUALLY Ljubica will make a proper appearance in this project

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ssarkosghost · 2 years

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Arkos Week DAY 7 - Future

Day 7 of @arkos-week-2022 and a bit of a softer tone for today’s prompt. A glimpse into what Pyrrha might have been thinking early on.

Pyrrha knew her future was set when she won the second Mistral Regional Tournament with ease. Sure, she had decided when she was young, that she would help make the world a better place so that all could feel safe, but it was that moment she knew she could be a Huntress.

It was also the moment most of the civilized world came to the same conclusion as well, with many already clambering for her form to grace their products.

Perhaps I should have not gone as hard as I did, she thought. Then again if she hadn’t then perhaps, she wouldn’t have received a personal letter from Headmaster Ozpin. It had been a bit of a shock to get such a letter, but she was excited to get a chance to leave the popularity that had sprung up around her.

It had been suffocating. People had swarmed her when she got her third Mistral Crown, all clambering to get a piece of her fame, body, and/or potential fortune. She was worried that if she went to Haven, without her parents to provide a buffer she would have to isolate herself from her fellow students. It would have been a tense environment.

Beacon provided an opportunity to escape all who professed they knew her. Vale was a very reclusive nation. Much of its taste for conquest was killed in the Great War. There she could perhaps slip in amongst her class and just be Pyrrha.

Or perhaps she was just letting her imagination get the better of her. After all, no matter what she did or who she talked to, everyone at Sanctum quickly found out who she was. Then, in the end, even her closest “friends” had all turned. Not out of malice, but greed as apparently no one could resist the urge to try and use her new status for themselves.

Pyrrha told herself the lie that their actions hadn’t hurt, after all, they hadn’t really stopped being her friends. A lie that got harder each year as more and more simply joined the masses of wanting the Invincible Girl to be their boost.

It was the Mistral way, or so she had been told. Pyrrha wasn’t ignorant of how her home kingdom was run. An exchange was the heart of any Mistralian’s agreement, for one to hold a Mistralian’s hand one must be willing to sell their own hand, went the saying. It rankled Pyrrha, who preferred clear words and reasons, not the supposed underhandedness that pervaded the world’s understanding of Mistral.

However, she couldn’t just ignore that a person’s status was heavily fought for in Mistral. It would be foolish to ignore what people would do to try and leverage her status to their advantage. Such a skill would have served her well in Haven.

She hadn’t expected to use it in Beacon, her heart almost soared when there was no fanfare at her arrival at the academy. Of course, she then had to find her way about the academy, but she treated it like an adventure.

By the time the orientation had started, she had already explored much of the campus. It had felt so freeing for her as she didn’t have to worry about any fans running about her trying to curry favor with her. No instead she had been able to enjoy the impressive visage of the oldest academy on Remnant.

Still, her future beckoned as she heard the announcements for the orientation. She understood what the headmaster was alluding to. Many of her fellows, both in Sanctum and here, were just here for the legends and victories. She already had her tale in place, the story of Pyrrha Nikos the Invincible Girl. She knew what her future held; she was secure in the knowledge. Her purpose was chosen by her in youth and destined by her skill. Beacon would be a time to develop her skills even further and hone herself to truly earn her title.

For now, though she would enjoy the relative anonymity that being in another kingdom’s academy. Honestly, she was surprised that no one had even seemed to realize just who she was. It made her feel giddy as she settled in for the night. Hopefully, this would last the rest of the time here.

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Sadly, that was not the case, as it seemed at least one individual was aware of her fame. Weiss Schnee, the heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, announced her intent even before speaking. The way she walked toward Pyrrha, full of herself and eyes shining with greedy intent.

Thus, when Weiss began her attempt to recruit her, Pyrrha already tuned most of her words out. She knew what people like Weiss wanted. Power and prestige, things that Pyrrha knew only poisoned a person’s perspective. It was—

“You know what else is great? Me. Jaune Arc. Nice to meet you.”

A new voice cut both her and Weiss’s thoughts as the blonde-haired boy that she saw at the orientation. She gave a quick hello and then found her promptly shoved aside. More surprised than anything else, Pyrrha settled herself to watch Jaune’s attempt to woo Weiss. At least that’s what she assumed, but the fact that he seemed to think the teams were only two members each and felt like she had to intervene.

Never would she have guessed what that decision would lead to. Sure, she had been hit on before, but Jaune, simply going for it surprised her. Plus, the fact that even when Weiss had tried to explain just who she was he seemed to have no idea who she was made her feel…warm. His compliment must have been sincere and though rather blunt she did feel it fit to stand for him when Weiss tried to put him down. It was often the most unexpected packages that held the best results, though she did have to make sure he didn’t intrude on Weiss’s space.

But here and now in the trees of the Emerald Forest, as she spied his falling form, something in her heart pressed her to help. Her mind tried to point out that to best prepare for her future perhaps one of the more experienced candidates would be a better option. After all, Jaune wasn’t the only one that seemed to not realizes just who she was.

Yet as she watched the blonde tumble through the sky, she remembered her future was finally her own. She could make the choice she wanted. Besides if fate saw fit for him to be the first to talk to her as simply Pyrrha who was she to argue.

#ArkosWeek2022 #RWBY #Pyrrha-Nikos #Jaune-Arc

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ruby-tuessdaay · 1 year

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Planes

For Niko

By Ruby Reed

Planes dangle in my window

They spew contrails behind them

They remind me of you

No longer so fresh

Still, you’re visage is rejuvenated each time my bags roll down the gangway

You hang in my mind like one of your games

When we take off I dig my nails into my armrest

To soothe myself I pretend to plan the next time I playoff flirting as banter

Even though those days are long over

Still, there was a time

I would think of your despondent figure and feel more frightful than any plane could make me

But now when I’m sitting in a seat barreling across the sky

Or a large, noisy nuisance rolls by

I roll my eyes and think of all the tears wasted

How I used to cry

Over you

And I still have no idea why

Because you weren’t special

And you certainly weren’t cute

But there was just something about you

So I guess after all this there is one thing I should thank you for

Thank you for showing my how not scary planes are

#poetry #poets on tumblr #young poets #chicago #love poems #original post

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fehlicitaes-archived · 2 years

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@emptyvictory asked: Diana + sunset kiss? It's very Los Santos-y lol P/alette C/hallenge | Accepting.

forget about ittttt...

#wow niko sure is one lucky guy huh??? but fr thanks for sending this in! i love any excuse to draw my girl lol #&& . FUELED BY COFFEE AND SPITE / ask prompt.#&& . FUELED BY COFFEE AND SPITE / ooc.#&& . FUELED BY COFFEE AND SPITE / mun answered.#&& . HIT FOR HIRE / diana r. visage.#xxladybugsart #emptyvictory

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aeipathcy · 2 years

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My friend made this short thing and I’m dead.

#* ✭ ❪❪ reanne ↠ visage ❫.#* ✭ ❪❪ niko ↠ visage ❫.#* ✭ ❪❪ larisa ↠ visage ❫.#* ✭ ❪❪ crack ❫.#;; i can't with the last panel--

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feralquirks · 4 years

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Some doodles ft. baby todoroki abt to eat glue, mikumo in a dino onesie, best jeanist with pubby mikbo (unbeknownst to him), katsuki nd shinsou, and another katsuki

PERSONALS DO NOT REBLOG

#🐾 ━ swann speaks // ooc #🐾 ━ katsuki; ground zero #🐾 ━ mikumo; yamikumo #niko jee and flashy are allowed to rb!!!#🐾 ━ jeaniusoffice; best jeanist // you’re the sunflower. i think your love would be too much #🐾 ━ visage #🐾 ━ art tag

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zoeticbled · 4 years

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ღ › lio┊ic. ღ › lio┊aesthetic. ღ › lio┊answered. ღ › lio┊headcanon. ღ › lio┊musings. ღ › lio┊study. ღ › lio┊visage. ღ › lio┊verse one. ღ › lio┊verse two.

ღ › ship┊galolio. ღ › series┊promare. ღ › meta┊promare. ღ › study┊promare. ღ › characters┊promare.

ღ › niko┊ic. ღ › niko┊aesthetic. ღ › niko┊answered. ღ › niko┊headcanon. ღ › niko┊musings. ღ › niko┊study. ღ › niko┊visage. ღ › niko┊verse one.

ღ › series┊kiznaiver. ღ › characters┊kiznaiver.

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spaceyecho · 5 years

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tags 5/???

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jacobsneed · 10 months

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WIP WHENEVER + LAST LINE TAG!

Thank you sm lovelies @8bitpizzacoupons @josephseedismyfather and @poisonedtruth for the tags! 💙 °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

PHEW! So I actually have some stuff to post! ( ´ ▿ ` ) Still having a hard time coping with my health declining, but the best serotonin boost is always drawing your OCs, so here's another doodle of my New Vegas courier, Joey! ⸜(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)⸝ one day I'll reinstall fnv and figure out how to mod it jsdjskfhkj Still also doing a bunch of quizzes and picrews, might make new character+ship/otp banners too :P

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND, the last line of my rewrite of the gtaiv mission, 'that special someone'

The question festered in Niko's marrow: "Because of what?!" Their two beings shared damnation, intertwined like tortured seraphim. The grim shadow of falsehood spat on Niko's visage in response: "Because of shit!" A bitter song demanding acknowledgement from the unforgiving heavens, "Lies! Fucking lies!" Darko continued to howl, now turning and spitting in Roman's face, who defensively raised his hands while taking a few paces back from the crazed man. Outrage surged through Niko like an inferno untamed, "So that makes it okay?!" desperately seeking sense in Darko's perfidy. In pitiful and feeble bewilderment, "To stab your friends in the back?!" Darko sighed out a nihilistic proclamation: "When everything you believe is shown to be shit, you make strange choices, I guess." Anguish-laden curses escaped Niko's lips as futility gnawed at his sanity like a starving beast. "Fuck you!"

Taglist (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ | @socially-awkward-skeleton@cassietrn@inafieldofdaisies@voidika@afarcry5fromstraight@vampireninjabunnies-blog@captastra@v0idbuggy@derelictheretic@poisonedtruth@florbelles@detectivelokis@beeutifulllov3r@fly-amanitaa@oreo-orca (Like this post to be added to the taglist! 💙 )

#david's ramblings #tagged #wip #david's art #david writes #oc: joey

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palaceofpassion · 2 years

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OnlyHunters AU- FlexibleBeau (Is that Gwen's account name?) how flexible are you? Can you do a split or not?

Gwen had finally gotten her account set up, though it had taken her quite a bit longer to get all the physical things going. Thankfully she had the money to get all the equipment, and Jaune, ever the sweetheart, had helped her set up.

Though she couldn't hope but notice the severe glares that both May and Ms. Nikos had been sending her way. She could certainly understand May, but Ms. Nikos? Perhaps she'd stepped on a landmine that she was not quite supposed to.

Regardless, her streaming had been rather lackluster, despite wanting to get started, she was rather ashamed of showing her body. She'd never done anything quite like this before, not even for Jaune.

So... showing it to the world was... rather nervewracking.

"Don't worry, you don't need to... do you still do ballet?"

Jaune had been the one to suggest it, but she'd graciously accepted the proposal. Dressing in form fitting tights which perfectly hugged her surprisingly muscular legs, she began to show off her body in ways she hadn't expected to be quite as popular.

Like Jaune and May, she'd taken to wearing a mask, not wanting to gibve away her identity.

Garbed in pure white tights, which perfectly showed off not only her pert rear, but her strong legs, and a leotard which hugged her form fit belly and ample bosom, she was ready.

But... not much came through, at least till Jaune was gracious enough to ask a question.

ValiantVale: BallerinaBeau, how flexible are you?"

She knew he hadn't meant it at as a rhyme, but she couldn't help but giggle delightfully at his response.

"Well~ Let me show you♥"

She had no way of knowing that two other viewers had judged the amount of warmth, and perhaps familiarity she'd put into her words.

Standing on the very tips of her toes, she pulled her right leg upwards, without the use of her hands, which she held together locked in front of her stomach.

Amazingly, she was able to not only pull her leg all the way up, but also hook it around the back of her neck.

What she didn't know, was that not only did this serve the purpose of answering her question, but it also gave what little viewership she had a clear visage of her sensual mound.

Her puffy pussy snuggled against the rather thin fabric, forming a perfect mound against the material as it dug into her slippery slit~

KnightlyDreams: Okay... okay that's hot...

Wallflowersniper: I... I agree.

Both Pyrrha and May reluctantly conceeded this point.

YellowLion: Damn girl! You're almost as flexible as that Schnee girl!

Weiss once again sneezed, though she wasn't watching any streams at the moment.

"Th...thank you!"

Slowly she lowered her leg, her heart beating in her chest at a rapid pace.

"A'h dearly hope that was to your expectations."

ValiantVale: You did fantastic. I'm proud of you.

And like that, she felt a flutter in her belly, one she didn't quite understand.

#Gwen Darcy #OnlyHunters

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