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starlightreign · 2 years
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Edit I made for @wuyi1551 of their art
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wuyi1551 · 1 month
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finally!
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howlingday · 2 months
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Raven: If I ever met your mom, I would've killed her for what she did you.
Cinder: And take away the greatest moment of my life? How dare you!
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evilrwbyfan · 6 months
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bridgyrose · 10 months
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Would you mind doing something based on this by wuyi1551
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(@wuyi1551 looks like I have another request from your wonderful art! Hopefully I did this well for you)
“Why wouldnt you want to leave your money to me?” Cinder asked as she took another sip from her wine. “If we were to get married, that would be the best way to make sure your wealth is used, right?” 
Raven gently swirled the wine around in her glass and smirked a bit as she sat the wine glass down. “Yes, but remember, if I were to get married to you, it would be for the benefits we’d get as a couple, not because I love you. And besides, if I were to give you a cent of anything I had, then I’d have to make sure my daughter and the rest of her family would get something too. While it would be amusing to write a will where no one gets anything, I… I still have my own shortcomings I need to make up for and giving my money away to charity will help clear things up.” 
“So this would be a marriage of opportunity and not love?” 
“Oh, I still love you, but this world isnt meant for those who wish to be single.” 
Cinder rolled her eyes. “Just like this world isnt for those who are weak? I know exactly how you’ve amassed the fortune you have and it wont take long for someone to realize that everything you have was taken from those you deem as weak. Giving it away will only open you up to that kind of investigation, even if you’re dead. Do you really want that kind of legacy to be left behind about you? You’ve taken strides to remove yourself from that old Bandit Queen title you had, do you really want to bring it back?” 
“But for all this talk of love, are you sure its me that you love and not the benefits of being with me?” Raven sliced into the chicken on her plate, her eyes locked on Cinder. “You never once have told me you love me, and now that we’re thinking hypothetically of marriage, you only seem to be concerned about my money and not about your love for me. So tell me, Cinder, do you love me?” 
“You know exactly why we’re getting married,” Cinder said as she clutched her burned arm, reeling at the remembrance of why it was scarred. “Mother feels like I’m the only “daughter” she has that she can consider expendable. That putting giving me to you will be the only way she’ll be able to keep her influence going in Mistral while her other daughters are married off to suitors in Atlas. Suitors of their choosing.” 
“Then lets spend the rest of our night enjoying ourselves and then we can go our separate ways.” 
Cinder looked up at Raven with a small smile as she lifted her wine glass and gently pressed it against Raven’s. She took another sip from her wine as the lights around her started to spin and her eyes started to feel droopy. Her cheeks felt warm to the touch, which didnt surprise her much as she checked the wine bottle, realizing it was the third one the duo had gone through. And before she knew it, she closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair. 
Morning came rough for her as she groaned and woke up, stiff and sore from the night before. She sat up and paused when she couldnt move her arms from infront of her, the feeling of silk gloves over her hands and arms causing her to panic as she groggily got up. She nearly slipped off the bed as she stood up, only to be stopped by Raven’s hand. 
“Please dont move around too much, you’ll ruin your dress.” 
Cinder glared at Raven, her eyes glancing down at the white wedding dress she wore. “What do you think you’re doing?!” 
“Taking you as a bride,” Raven answered with a grin. “I *am* still a bandit queen and I take what I like. And while I still dont like your intentions, I like you. So, I’m going to take you.” 
“You cant just take me! Mother will be expecting a marriage contract-” 
“And you already signed one.” Raven grinned and pulled out a piece of paper tucked away in her cleavage. “And as far as anyone is concerned it was your idea.” 
Cinder’s eyes widened as she read the contract in front of her, stating that she would give up any claim to Raven’s money and be solely hers. “I-I didnt sign this!” 
“Not yet, but you will,” Raven said as she folded the paper up again. “You have two choices in front of you: be mine and give up any thoughts of being anything but mine, or I can let you go back to Atlas to your mother and let you take whatever punishment she’ll give you for letting me go.” 
Cinder glared and tried to snap at Raven, only to feel her teeth sink into a cloth that Raven held out in front of her. She tried to pull away until Raven pulled her back and tied it behind Cinder’s hend, gagging her. 
“That’s not how a bride-to-be should act. And since we both know that you’ll never go back to your mother, there really isnt much of a choice, is there?” 
Cinder quit fighting as she watched Raven tie a lead to the ropes around her wrists, all hope starting to fade as she was pulled along. Today would mark her first day as Raven Branwen’s wife, a decision that was no longer hers to make.
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sarahshot1st · 9 months
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"I hate you!" Raven screamed, hurling a bowling ball at the infuriating firebrand.
"Aw, you know you love me," Cinder cooed, easily dodging the projectile on jets of flame.
"I. Do. NOT!"
The Branwen chieftess punctuated the statement by slamming her fist into the rack, causing a half-dozen heavy ceramic balls to flick up into the air. A few quick strikes of her sword - drawn in the blink of an eye - left the spheres cloven in half, making them more susceptible to the gust of wind she summoned with her Maiden powers.
Cinder laughed, turning aside the attacks with bursts of superheated air. She danced around in the air, playful, inviting, and Raven rose to meet her.
"Next time I see your daughter, I'll tell her you're alive and well - just as much the selfish prick she remembers."
Raven felt an uncontrollable spike of anger flash through her. The power burning from her eyes flared to life as she growled:
"You stay away from Yang, you bitch."
"Oh but of course, that's how you raise a child, isn't it? By ignoring them?"
Raven screamed, an incoherent howl of rage. She dashed forward, swinging Omen in a brutal arc that could have easily decapitated three ordinary foes - but Cinder was no ordinary foe. Her own blade formed in her hands as she raised them to intercept the attack, and there was an explosion of sparks as the two weapons met.
What followed was a devastating series of blows, faster than the eye could track. Raven cycled through each of Omen's dust cartridges, attacking with Ice, Gravity, Lightning, and Hard-Light in an attempt to keep her opponent off-guard. Cinder, however, was familiar by now with the unique properties of Raven's blade, and adapted her own weapons each time to counter Raven's attacks. Eventually the chieftess settled on Fire, her blade burning with a wicked glow that matched Cinder's own. The exchange ended with their swords crossed, each struggling to overpower the other.
The pyromaniac grinned wickedly. "You can pretend you hate me all you want, Raven - but the portal you used to come here tells the truth. You can only bond them to people you have a strong emotional connection to - isn't that right?"
"I find hatred to be the strongest emotion of them all," Raven spat. "I keep one on Qrow so I can keep track of his bullshit."
"Well, if you ever decide to do something about that bothersome brother of yours, hit me up, will you? I've got a score to settle with that drunkard too."
Raven pulled back, huffing condescendingly. "You know what? Fine. That's actually the most reasonable suggestion you've made all night."
Cinder smirked. "We'll call it a date then."
Raven's face contorted into a snarl. "Fuck. YOU."
"Fuck me yourself."
"RAAAAAAAARRRGGHHHHHHHH-"
***
"So how'd the date go?" Vernal asked innocently.
Raven strolled out of the portal, not even sparing her lieutenant a second glance. "Shut it, Vernal."
"Yes ma'am." She didn't even try to hide her smile.
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"You know, I don't know what you see in that woman," Watts said, voice laced with ridicule.
Cinder smiled. "I think she likes me."
"Oh please," the lanky man scoffed, not even bothering to turn from the ensemble of Scrolls he had laid out in front of him. "Every time the two of you meet, you inevitably end up holding swords to each other's throat. That is hardly what I'd call a romantic display of affection."
"And that just shows how little you know of romance. Swordplay has always been considered a suitable form of foreplay - or have you forgotten how our Mistress and her lover courted?"
Watts sniffed. "I'd hardly call theirs a model for a healthy relationship."
"And what would you know of relationships?" Cinder asked, waving a dismissive hand as she strolled through Evernight Castle. "You can't ever be bothered to become entangled with someone - always so busy with your toys. Face it, Watts." She paused, eyeing the back of Watts' always-impeccable suit. "You're a sigma."
"Just because I prioritize our Lady's goals over my own pursuits doesn't make me a 'sigma,' as you so crassly put it." The mustachioed man finally spun around in his chair to face Cinder directly. "My work is more important than any simple 'fling'."
"I see. Well then, I suppose there's no need to tell you I received an update from Tyrian this morning."
"What? Where is he? How is he doing? Is he all right?" The questions tumbled out of Watts' mouth faster than Cinder could answer, and he stood so quickly that his chair nearly toppled over.
Cinder smiled. "Deranged, psychotic, and nihilistic - in other words, Tyrian's doing just fine."
Cinder's tone was knowing, and Watts actually had the decency to blush. "Yes, well, that is very good. I worry about him when he's out on his own, given his penchant for self-inflicted pain. Do make sure he doesn't hurt himself."
"I'll be sure to tell him you asked after him."
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kaen-ace-of-diamonds · 8 months
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once again I’ve unearthed my favorite Hellbirds picture
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beautiful, graceful, flawless, looks good, knows it, basking in the spotlight
…and then there’s the furious little gremlin in the background
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fallen-ash19 · 4 months
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ABUSE BRACKET - ROUND ONE: HELLBIRDS VS SHACKLED AMBITION
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Propaganda is below the cut.
HELLBIRDS
"canonical choking out, whats not to love. that moment where they swap weapons midfight tho, I am looking disrespectfully."
SHACKLED AMBITION
"they're hot, they hate each other, they can't get enough! S&M by Rihanna plays because Sienna literally has a chain whip."
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fenapple · 1 year
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Sorta sequel to my previous post, I think that a large portion of the FNDM needs to learn that just because a ship isn't canon doesn't mean you shouldn't ship it. Just because BMBLB is canon doesn't mean you can't ship Freezerburm, Checkmate, Ladybug, Blacksun, or any of the other ships involving these characters.
Furthermore just because two characters have no chance at all doesn't mean you can't ship them. Ships like Ladybug, Elderburn, Milk and Cereal, Strawbana, Hellbirds (didn't know that Raven/Cinder was called that), and many more. Crack ships are good, you can pick your favorite dynamic and go with it.
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iamafanofcartoons · 1 year
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A RWBY Fan Animation by LadyKei , former RWBYTuber and Overwatch Player.
Seriously people, please give RWBY a try!
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wuyi1551 · 1 month
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Sticky raven
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evilrwbyfan · 1 year
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a bunch of drawings i somehow havent posted
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illusory-torrent · 1 year
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cinder with salem, cinder with raven, cinder with neo, cinder with watts, cinder with neo (x2), cinder with salem (x2)… i could go on.
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my-little-girlboss · 1 year
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Imagine, if you will, post-canon Cinder and Raven living together being slowly healing messes.
Raven coming home after being a bunch of instant noodles and booze, feeling paranoid and anxious about how long this can possibly last and burying that under being a grouch.
She walks into the kitchen and pauses, seeing that Cinder is cooking...
Cinder is cooking.
She's still standing there dumbfounded, trying to process that, when Cinder turns around to her, a smile (wtf) on her face saying something about dinner being nearly ready.
That smile though, it's not her smirk of vicious conquest and glory nor barely contained rage and hatred, it's a happy smile, a gentle (!?!) smile, eye crinkling up in something like contentment.
Raven relaxes, just a smidge, the tension coiled up in her loosing a bit, her own small genuine smile on her face, letting it stay there a beat longer than she'd otherwise let it, covering up the confusing emotions with smarmy bantering.
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Hellbirds please
send me a ship and I will tell you:
who’s the cuddler: Cinder clings on and never lets go if Raven lets her.
who makes the bed: Cinder; Raven has never made a bed in her life and she’s not starting now.
who wakes up first: It depends. They both like sleeping in late, but they’re both very easily woken up.
who has the weird taste in music: Both of them are extremely weird about it, though Cinder listens to a greater variety of music than Raven.
who is more protective: Cinder, to the point where it sometimes surprises Raven.
who sings in the shower: Cinder, without fail. Raven is quick to make fun of her for it, as if the strains of “Careless Whisper” haven’t been heard from the bathroom when it’s her turn in the shower.
who cries during movies: Neither of them, usually.
who spends the most while out shopping: Cinder, easily.
who kisses more roughly: Cinder kisses more roughly, but Raven’s kisses are stronger, if that makes sense.
who is more dominant: Cinder came into this erroneously thinking that she was. Raven finds this just adorable.
my rating of the ship from 1-10: 8/10
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