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godofsexdrugsandrocknroll · 3 years

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Green Lantern Jaune!AU

*In the middle of the Fall of Beacon*

Jaune: *To Cinder* In Brightest Day, In Blackest Night--

Cinder: *Hopped up on her ego* Really? This is the best you have, Nikos? A cheat who’s read too much manga?

Pyrrha: *Staring in horror*

Jaune: --No Evil Shall Escape My Sight!

Cinder: *Rolls her eyes, aims arrow at Jaune instead*

Jaune: Let Those Who Worship Evil’s Might, Beware My Power--

Cinder: *Shoots arrow*

Jaune: Green Lantern’s Light!

*A flash of green and Jaune’s wearing Alan Scott’s Kingdom Come Green Lantern suit*

Cinder: What!?

Pyrrha: *Gapes*

Cinder’s Arrow: *Disintegrates*

Jaune: Don’t worry Pyrrha, I got this!

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Jacques Schnee: *Blinded by Jaune’s transformation* What the devil!?

Weiss: *Sees her chance, kicks her father in the groin* That dolt, what does he think he’s doing? *Worriedly, poorly mimicking Jaune’s voice* ‘Oh no, I can’t do that Snow Angel, it’s bad enough I let you know but Remnant’s nowhere near ready for the attention of the rest of the galaxy!’ How is transforming in front of all of Vale supposed to be keeping that a secret!? *Stalks off worriedly in Jaune’s direction*

Jacques Schnee: *Rolls on the ground in agony*

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Blake: *Stemming Yang’s bleeding* I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m so--

*Jaune transforms, Blake yelps*

Blake: *Gapes at the barely visible figure of Jaune* W-what!? Jaune’s the Emerald Knight!?

Yang: *Waking, weakly* B-Blake?

Blake: *Still stunned but realizes she can’t run now, not with Yang looking like at her like that*

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Adam Taurus: *Seething in apocalyptic fury* You again. You bastard, you just won’t stop interfering where you don’t belong!

White Fang Grunt: *Terrified of the emerald glow* Sir? What do we do? The last time we fought the Emerald Knight he nearly killed you.

Adam Taurus: *Audibly grinds teeth* We retreat.

White Fang Grunt: Sir!?

Adam Taurus: Don't make me repeat myself. We retreat. The only way we live to fight another day is if we live and that accursed blight on faunuskind won’t hesitate to kill our brothers and sisters in droves if we fight him now!

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Nora: --EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ren: *Sighs in defeat*

Nora: *Stops, cackling maniacally* If fearless leader’s a superhero then that means we are too, Renny! *Pink electricity crackles, Nora’s eyes begin glowing pink* Call me Thundermaiden! *Lifts Magnhild*

Worried Beowolf: Aroo?

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Velvet: *Breathes* Bloody rippa.

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Coco: *Lips pressed together, exhales explosively* Nine out of ten. That armor is sleek, aesthetically pleasing from any angle, those pauldrons are just muah and if Arc had been born with just one more X chromosome I’d have my head buried in his thighs and he’d be screaming my name for that fucking cape. *Sighs wistfully*

Neptune: *To himself* Oh yeah, because now’s the time for a boner.

Reese Chloris: *Zipping about* Maybe focus on the badass armor later, cause if you haven’t noticed-- *Is cut off by the roar of Coco’s minigun*

Coco: Yeah, yeah.

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Emerald: Get back here you traitorous coward!

Mercury: *Running away* Nope, fuck that! My old man fought the Emerald Knight last year, got his ass whooped up and down the Purple River and the Emerald Knight just straight up disappeared the fucker! Not only is fighting that dude suicide but I owe him one!

Emerald: You traitor! How dare you turn your back on Cinder, after all she’s done for you!

Mercury: *Rolls his eyes, kicks a Beringel at a now shrieking Emerald* Cinder offers me the chance to kill my old man. Emerald Knight wipes him off the face of Remnant. And these are the people I worked with.

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Ruby: Pyrrha, don’t worry, I’m holy guacamole with a side of chips. *Stares at Jaune in awe* OMIGOSH YOUR ARMOR IS SO COOL!

Cinder: *Incoherent screaming*

Ruby: *Gasps at Jaune’s massive emerald longsword* Th-th-th-th-- *Goes into a pitch only dogs can hear*

Jaune: *Cuts through two more of Cinder’s swords, creates a massive riot shield to block fire* Like Crocea Mors, Rubes? *Ruby shatters glass with her voice* Just a bit of my power. Alright, enough of you.

Cinder: You dare!? I am the Fall Maiden and I will have your girlfriend’s soul!

Jaune: Uh, Weiss is nowhere near--

Pyrrha: *Slumps, mutters* Thank you for reminding me Jaune, I had almost forgotten.

Jaune: You say something Pyr?

Cinder: *Flabbergasted* Then why!? Why stand in my path!? This will only end one way, you cheat! You’re a nobody! Nothing you have can stand before the powers of the Maidens! Not your strange aura or your paltry armor!

Jaune: Because. Pyrrha’s my friend. *Pyrrha gets teary eyed* It's not about where you were born or the powers you have or what you wear on your chest; it's about what you do. It’s about your actions. And I refuse to let innocent people be hurt in your lust for power! *Disappears Crocea Mors, creates heavy shackle constructs on Cinder and a muzzle construct over her mouth* And you’re right. The Guardians of Oa will be your judgment.

Cinder: *Wide eyed, stunned at her immediate defeat*

Ruby: *Gapes, is inspired by his words*

Pyrrha: *Stunned, happy to be alive, touched*

Weiss: *Arrives* Our hero. *Smiles* So much for secrecy, huh?

Jaune: *Sheepishly* Heh, yeah. Not sure Remnant’s really ready for the Corps. and all that comes with it but no way could I call myself a Lantern if I let Pyro Lady here get her way.

Weiss: *Haughtily* Yes, quite. *Smiles cheerfully* Well the good news is you seem to have given the others a second wind. *Gestures, strokes Jaune’s cheek*

Jaune: *Stares blankly as Huntsmen and Huntress tear through Grimm like they’re barely there, sees retreating White Fang and Atlas making arrests, mowing down Grimm; Grins* All in a--

Grimm Dragon: *Roars*

Cinder: *Eyes widen in glee*

Weiss: *Clutches Jaune’s side, aims Myrtenaster*

Jaune: AAAHHH! DRAGON! Trust in instincts!

*Giant green penis construct forms above the Dragon and slams down onto it, crushing the body*

Cinder: *Goes into catatonic shock*

Jaune: *Ignores Weiss pounding on his chest as she blushes furiously* Instincts bad!

Grimm Dragon: *Dies feeling oddly humiliated*

Weiss: Why!? Of all the things, why t-t-t-t-t-t-t-that!

Jaune: *Embarrassed, not making eye contact with a stunned Ruby or Pyrrha, defends himself* I didn’t hear you complaining last night when I made to-scale copies of Jaune Jr. so you could get spitroasted by your boyfriend! I *realizes what he just said* Oops.

Weiss: *Mortified beyond belief* I-I, you, n-no... *Sees gaping Ruby and Pyrrha, buries her face in his cape* H-he’s lying! I-I, noooo, I hate yoooooouuu!!!!!!

Jaune: I love you too, Snow Angel. *Blushes* Well, as far as official debuts go that could have been worse.

Winter: *Sounding angry and embarrassed as she stomps up the CCT stairs* W-Weiss, I’m well aware of how happy you are in your relationship but that is no reason to allow your boyfriend to advertise to the world in s-s-such lewd detail his p-p-p-his dingaling!

Yang: *Further down the stairs, sounding pained* BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!

Weiss: *Face is a tomato and she starts kicking an embarrassed Jaune’s armored shin*

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One: Look my Homelander avatar in the eyes and tell me Alan Scott’s armor in Kingdom Come wasn’t just made for a GL!Jaune story.

Two: Yes, that is a (very lightly) paraphrased Superman quote Jaune used.

Three: Instincts bad is a reference to a Spider-Man panel.

Four: Velvet is terribly accurate. My girlfriend is Australian and she uses ‘ripper’ regularly. It’s basically Australian for awesome.

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tanakavox · 3 years

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The screen runs again as shows the red coated Jaune standing around looking annoyed as a voice calls out to him.

"Hey look it's half demon Jaune again!" Nora cheered.

"...Half what? Coco deadpan.

"Jaune in this universe is the son of Ozpin,who's a demon who saved all of humanity. Cinder is like his twins or something." Yang quickly brought the others to speed.

"Teach is a demon?" Coco asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Wait who's the mom then?" Velvet asked, confused.

"That's….. A very good question. We didn't get an answer to that. Yang mused.

"I just wanna know who this person with the annoying voice was." Whitley muttered

"Another good question that we don't get answers to. Sorry."

"Thanks for destroying the lock for me, devil boy! And welcome to hell! Please accept my gift. Don't be humble, just take it. After all, we are buddies aren't we?" The voice the viewers recozinge as Jester as she cackles loudly.

A fountain of blood flows onto the statues which bring out blood bat-based demons called Blood-goyles flies toward Jaune and he cuts it in half with a casual swipe from his sword.

Jaune shakes his head in disappointment. "Well, isn't that special. To be honest, I'm expecting something a little better than this," Jaune then goes to dispatch them and leaves on his way to find Cinder.

The scene cuts to Jaune walking in front of a door with two statues and stopping when they began to start talking. Jaune doesn't look a bit shocked.

"Look brother, it's been ages, but we finally have company," one called Rudra said gleefully.

"I see that," The other is called Agni simply.

"We must entertain our guest."

"You're right. We have to be gracious hosts."

"Brother, what should we do?" Rudra asked.

"How do I know? We need to come up with something," Agni stated.

Jaune began to get impantice pacing back and forward and sighed.

"I don't blame him for getting impantice. These guys are annoying." Mercury stated. He was already starting not like these guys.

"Oh come on they weren't even talking!" Ruby pointed out glaring at Mercury.

"Still annoying."

Rudra took notice with this. "Brother, our guest is... sighing."

"SIGH? What is... SIGH?" Agni asked, a bit confused.

"Well a sigh is when -" Rudra was about to answer until he was cut off by their guest.

"Enough already!" Jaune said, finally snapping, "How long are you two gonna keep carrying on like this? In case you didn't get the hint, I'll spell it out. Your guest wants to go through. Got it."

"Our job here is to guard this door," Rudra said the statue was moving a bit.

"That's right! We can't let you pass," Agni added his piece.

(After Agni & Rudra battle)

"Wow, he took them out without much effort." Fiona said wide eyed.

"That kinda sums up this Jaune huh? He didn't have much trouble with the last guy either. Nora responded with a huge grin.

"He's gonna die when he gets to Cinder though. Emerald said with a smirk. "Remember what happened at the start. Nora turns to glare at her.

"Shut up!" She barked.

After their bodies were defeated in battle, both demon swords spun around in the air until they fell and got stuck on the ground in a crossed-blades position. They see Jaune walking towards the exit of the room, about to leave them behind.

"Wait!" Rudra cried out to Jaune.

Against his better thinking, Jaune turns around to acknowledge the two demon guards

"Yes, wait. We have been waiting for a long time," Agni said after his brother.

"Yes, a very long time," Rudra echoed.

"For someone stronger than us."

"Someone who can control us."

"My name is Agni," the red demon sword said.

"And my name is Rudra. You shall take us with you," The blue demon sword stated.

"We could be a great help to you!" Both brothers said as one.

Jaune took a moment to think about their offer. They were pretty strong together and seeing as how he's already let Cereberus tag along, he could use these two as Devil Arms as well. "Okay, but on one condition," He pressed.

"What is it?" Agni asked ecstatically.

"Name it!" Rudra sharing his brother's joy stated.

Jaune points to both brothers, "No talking!" While they were a strong force together, he would not deal with their constant chit-chat along the way.

"Thank god he said it." Mercury stated.

"Much as I hate to agree with you but yeah." Jaune piped up.

"Jaune!" Ruby cried, lightning punching him in the arm. Jaune raised his arms defensively

"I'm sorry Rubes, But they're really annoying.

"Fair enough!" Agni agreed to the blonde's terms.

"As you wish," Rudra echoed his agreement.

Jaune picks up the two swords and does a kata. The force of every swing of the two swords generated sharp winds and scorching flames. By the end, Jaune couldn't help but smile in satisfaction at how amazing these Devil Arms were and how strong they felt in his hands.

"... That was so cool." Ruby whispered with stars in her eyes.

"Impressive," The blue brother praised his new master.

Jaune flips the swords and bangs the two brother's heads together. "No talking," He repeated their agreement.

Neither Agni or Rudra said anything more, almost like they really were inanimate objects.

"Good," Jaune said in satisfaction, having peace and quiet again.

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The scene changes to show the young crimsonette walk stealthily down a corridor with a gun in hand, the sounds of heavy steps closing in around her.

"Hey look! It's me! Ruby cheered. She didn't get to show up alot in this movie so far. But she started to get worried. It looked like she was about to get ambushed.

It's all of a sudden when a group of Pride Hell's attempt to ambush her. She's able to evade the swings of their scythe weapons thanks to her fast reflexes, allowing her to retrieve a second pistol from a holster. She shoots at two of the Hells and continues to fire in quick succession. One of the Hells thrusted the blunt pommel of their scythe in her direction, Ruby's able to dodge the strike by hopping on top of it and evade multiple swings directed at her in an expert show of her athletic ability. She continues to return fire to them as they continue to advance.

"WHOOO GO RUBY!" Yang cheered as she went to town on the demons.

Even when she gets cornered she has a plan. Ruby kicked two Hells back with her legs, a gift for each of them in the form of grenades. The explosion results in the Hells along with herself being propelled into the air. She doesn't give them a chance to recover as she continues to send bullets their way via cyclone of death. She finds footing on an embedded scythe in the wall, she fires at a nearby Hell and then uses the scythe as a high bar as a means to continue her attack on the rest of the Hells while performing many acts of peak acrobatic ability and gunfire. Eventually she finds herself upside down, her only support was her feet hooked around two embedded poles. The Hells take this opportunity to strike against Ruby together, they never seem to learn.

"Which version of Ruby seems very skilled,'' Weiss mused.

"You say that like you believe I'm not skilled now Ruby said smiling at Weiss. Weiss doesn't say anything as Ruby stares at her. She pouted at the former heiress. "I'm skilled Weiss!"

"Yes. Of Course Ruby." Weiss replies with a smirk.

Ruby turns to Jaune to get him on her side but stops when she noticed that Jaune crossed his legs tightly and was staring at the screen intently.

"Uh Jaune? Why did you cross your legs so tightly?"

Jaune turns to Ruby wide eyed and stutters out an answer. "Uh I-i just feel more comfortable like this!" No way he was gonna tell Ruby watching her go to town on demons was hot to him. Ruby stares at him for a few seconds and goes back to the movie.

Deciding it was time to bring out the big guns, Ruby draws out her trusty Crescent Rose and fires a missile at the ground beneath her. The explosion knocks back the Hells while propelling her into the air once more. Ruby lands onto the ground in a crouch position with no signs of harm throughout the ordeal. As she looks around, she releases a sigh of relief as the Hells were no longer a threat. She tugs her darling back on her shoulder and continues on, as she leaves the screen pans to an overhead shot to see that the charred remains of the ground resembling a '6.'

Ruby is now seen on a balcony of Temen-ni-gru, reloading her arsenal, sitting on a rock until she hears a voice come from behind her. Upon recognizing the voice she immediately pulls out one of her guns.

"Well, well... You've grown stronger," Raven said as she approached the young woman.

"Mom." Yang had a dark look on her face.

"What does she want with Ruby? Blake asks.

"If you shut your yap you may find out." Mercury said nonchalantly causing Blake to glare at him.

"Go to Hell," She raises her pistol directly towards Raven's face.

"You point a gun at me? Your own kin? Your dear Auntie?" Raven said as though she were truly shocked.

Ruby's face twists in rage, "The only family I ever had was my sister, and she's dead!"

"SHE KILLED ME?!" Yang yelled out in shock? The rest of her team and friends were in shock as well. Qrow couldn't believe it. Yang and Raven never really had a good relationship but he didn't think Raven would kill her own daughter.

Ruby shoots with her pistol four times, but finds that Raven has vanished. She draws out a SMG and aims both guns to her left and right in case Raven could get the jump on her. She scans around her surroundings for any signs of Raven only to find nothing. That only left one direction left uncheck... was above!

"You break my heart. After all, it was I who gave you your name. My darling niece!" Raven yells as she stares at Ruby while hanging upside down on the balcony roof.

Ruby was about to shoot when Raven's book dropped on her face blocking her vision. Raven takes this opportunity to get the jump on Ruby and throws her niece off the platform. Before she was out of Raven's sight, she felt her cheek get grazed by one of Ruby's bullets that she fired her way.

"That should have gone into her head!" Yang screamed, her eyes glowing red. Qrow couldn't help but agree with his niece.

Ruby continues falling Temen-ni-gru, that is until Jaune catches sight of her falling and proceeds to catch her by one of her boots. She looks at what stopped her fall and upon recognizing the boy in red, points both her guns at him.

Jaune looks down at the girl with a grin, pleased to see this interesting girl again. "Well, this is my kind of rain. No wonder the sky looks so funny today," He said while looking up at the cloudy sky.

"Getting bold ain't ya Bondie?" Qrow said, turning to Jaune who gave him an annoyed look.

"Yeah? And you want me to what Old man?" He snapped.

Qrow growled knowing he couldn't do anything.

"Let me go!" Ruby yelled.

"Don't say that stupid" Ruby yelled at the other version of herself.

Jaune looked at her with surprise, "Let you go? But it would be a waste if you ended up as just a pretty stain."

"Smooth Arc. Smooth." Coco teased as Jaune faces red at his alternate self boldness with his best friend.

Ruby having enough this guy's talk shoots him in his head. When the bullet makes contact with Jaune's face, it causes him to let go of the girl which results in her fall down again. This time however she's able to use the blade of Crescent Rose as a means to stop her fall. As she hangs off her weapon, she hears the sound of footst coming from the platform above.

"NO ME NO!" Ruby yelled out in horror at the fact she possibly killed her best friend.

"Huh look at that. He died earlier than I thought." Emerald laughed.

Jaune peers over the edge of the platform at the girl, sporting a bleeding bullet wound on his forehead and a miffed expression, "What the hell was that for? Here I am trying to help you and you show your thanks by shooting me?"

"Oh thanks goodness." Ruby sighed in relief.

"We shouldn't be too surprised. Getting stabbed several times with scythe only made him mad." Oscar pointed out.

Ruby, very confused with how he's even standing, responds by shooting him again.

The bullet once again makes contact, however, Jaune is able to react quickly enough to catch it between his teeth. After spitting the offending bullet out of his mouth he decides it would be in his best interest to ditch the girl, "Whatever, do as you please."

"God me! You just lost your chance at getting a friend!" Ruby said in a disapproving tone.

Ruby lowers her gun as she's finally able to pick up why she's been having a bad feeling about this guy, "So he's a demon too."

As he leaves, Jaune cleans off a bit of leftover blood from his face and wipes it on the wall. "I'm beginning to think I've got rotten luck with women," The line of fresh blood drips down the wall, creating the image of a '7.'

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The scene changes to the very top of Temen-ni-gru, there stands a black haired woman in the rain, a ethereal full moon shining its light in the night sky, and the only sound that was present was the roaring winds in the air.

The silence would soon be broken as the sound of approaching footsteps began to come up the stairs. Jaune approaches the platform, finally making it to the top of the large tower that was Temen-ni-gru. After fighting multiple demons just to get here he was finally met with his gracious hostess, Cinder.

Cinder turned her head to address her guest, already knowing who it was, "...You showed up," She smiled.

Cinder sat forward in her seat. Ready to see herself destroy this weakening again.

Jaune walks up to her, while twirling Ivory in his hands. There was a smile on his face as he paced around the platform, "You sure know how to throw a party. No food, no drinks, and the only babe just left." Jaune lightheartedly pokes at his sister's very poor party preparation.

"My sincerest apology, brother. I was so eager to see you I couldn't concentrate on the preparations for the bash," Cinder replies with a warmth that was difficult to tell if it was genuine or not.

D-do they hate each other?" Oscar asks. "They seem pretty happy to see each other."

Jaune brushes it off continuing his pacing, "Whatever. At any rate, it's been a whole year since we last met. How about a kiss from your little brother? Or better yet, how about a kiss from this?"

Jaune immediately points Ivory directly at Cinder. The sound of lightning and thunder echoed throughout the dark sky, signaling the change in the atmosphere around the two siblings.

"So, this is what they call a heart warming family reunion eh…" Jaune questions as his face grinned, expressing that he was ready for a fight,

Cinder's eyes darkened, her facial expression becoming cold but determined, "You got that right."

Cinder opens up Yamato with her thumb, its blade gleaming in the moonlight.

"Take down, Fearless leader" Nora cheered.

"Heh. Come red. We both know how this is gonna end up."" Mercury said chuckling at her.

"I thought I told you to shut up?" Nora hissed.

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Jaune and Cinder separated from each other, both breathing heavily from the battle, after fighting so intensely they took a moment to catch their breath. Their fight in the rain had lasted for some time, as evidenced by Cinder's hair being flat down, wet from all the rainwater.

Jaune is able to recover first so he takes Rebellion and starts charging at his sister, Rebellion's tip generating sparks as he drags it on the ground. Cinder recovers in time to evade his attempted strike, giving her the opportunity to parry with Yamato.

Jaune spins Rebellion with both hands then thrusted the sword towards Cinder, who then sidesteps the blade's path. She rotates Yamato to hold the katana backhanded, following up by knocking Jaune backwards with its kashira (pommel). Both of them quickly clashed their blades together, resulting in both of them being knocked back, Jaune having already off his feet is knocked the farthest back.

Jaune skits to one of the pillars standing on the platform, stopping his backwards momentum. He quickly draws out Ebony from her holster, and fires seven shots at his brunette sibling. The bullets are seen speeding towards Cinder who begins spinning Yamato in a quick rotating motion, deflecting three of the bullets while catching the remaining four that were originally aimed towards her.

Cinder places the caught bullets on the floor with Yamato in single file and then returns them to her blonde brother. Jaune sees the returning bullets coming towards him but he quickly lifts Rebellion over his head and is able to quickly slice through them, which then burst behind him.

"...That was fucking cool. Mercury stated and no one disagreed with him

Cinder points Yamato at him, her face expressing her frustration towards her brother, "Why do you refuse to gain power? The power of our father Ozma?"

"I thought you guys said that teacher was their dad?" Coco turned to everyone with a raised eyebrow.

"He is, that's just his real name." Blake said with a sigh. "It's a long story. Don't ask." Coco shrugs and goes back to the movie.

Jaune, after using Rebellion to help him stand, looks at Cinder as if she told him a bad joke, "Father? I don't have a father. I just don't like you, that's all."

Ozpin's heart ached hearing Jaune say that. He knew that they weren't his kids in his universe but the fact that any kids of his were fighting at all as well one of his sons rejecting him, hurted.

A moment of silence passes before the two siblings charge at each other once more, both of their swords clash against the other, while both Jaune and Cinder stare the other down. The spot where both Yamato and Rebellion met begins turning a bright orange, the generated sparks and heat being caused by the force behind both blades, as the two continue staring down the other. The whining of two metals being tested is heard, Jaune seemed to be exerting everything he had, while Cinder showed no apparent signs of exertion at all. The struggle is finally ended when Cinder strikes Rebellion away from her brother's grasp, the large sword spinning in the air until it strikes against the ground, timed perfectly as Cinder impales Jaune with Yamato.

Cinder smirks as she hears the cries of the blonde fools friends as her blade sinks into his stomach. Today was a good day. Two universes where she totally domanations. She turns to Jaune to see his reaction. To her disappointment the blonde didn't react much. Only had a stoic expression. Jaune knew he was gonna lose but didn't want to give the bitch the satisfaction of his disappointment.

His blood trickles down onto the floor and Yamato itself while Jaune grasps at the blade that was impaling his abdomen.

Cinder looks down at her impaled sibling, her face expressing neither joy or satisfaction in the act, only disappointment, "Foolishness, Jaune, foolishness. Might control everything. And without strength, you can't protect anything. Let alone yourself."

Cinder agreed with her counterpart but didn't really care on how she wasn't enjoying her other self with her impaling the fool.

"She... looks disappointed?" Mercury echoed Cinder's thoughts.

"Maybe they do love others? In some kinda weird way?" Ruby said, scratching her head in confusion.

Cinder forcibly removes Jaune from Yamato's blade then takes his amulet from him and leaves a slash on Jaune's sleeve. She looks at the amulet in her hand for a moment, fixes her hair back to its original shape, and starts to walk away but not before taking hold of Rebellion. When Jaune tries to get up, Cinder turns around and quickly impales him with his own sword.

A pan up shot shows Jaune as his blood begins pooling under him, Rebellion pinning his body to the floor.

"Do you finally have it?" Cinder turns around and there she sees Raven standing behind her, seeming to have just arrived.

"Yes. Now the spell Ozma cast will be broken," Cinder says to the scarred woman.

"Spell?" Velvet asked

"Ozpin in this universe sealed the demon world from the human alongside all of his power.

"And Cinder and Raven want to open the gate to the demon realm to get his power?" Yatshu finally speaks up.

Jaune lays on the platform unconscious, seeming like he is dead… until the skull on Rebellion changes form and the sword is launched into the air, the water rises behind Jaune as he charges ahead and tries to attack Cinder.

She quickly blocks Jaune's fist with Yamato, resulting in his hand being covered in blood as the blade sliced through it. Unlike before, Jaune's face shows no evidence of being in pain due to the injury, instead his face shows significant rage towards Cinder.

"I see, the devil inside you has awakened as well," Cinder said to him. This time showing a peaked interest.

"Holy shit Blondie doesn't that hurt?!" Fiona cried out wincing in pain just watching Jaune's hands sink into the blade.

Jaune forces his impaled arm through Yamato, his tissue healing at such an astonishing rate as once his hand is removed it shows no sign of damage or deformity. He grabs the blade once more, then uses his newfound strength to fling Cinder over his shoulder.

"Interesting. It seems like the boy's regen has increased incredibly."Salem mused on learning forward. "They seem more like my children than your Opsin." She smiles at him mocking but it dropped when Nora spoke.

"Probably because you are their mom."Nora replied nonchalantly while still looking at the movie.

Salem took pauses at this and took a closer look at Jaune in the movie and the one in the theater. She got a weird feeling from him, but she decided to push it to the back of her head and just decided the pink one was talking nonsense.

Cinder lands on her feet soon after, preparing to fight him once more before she is stopped by Raven's voice from behind her, "Wait. We should leave. For the moment we have all that we need."

A white aura surrounds Jaune as he walks towards them, his eyes dulled and his steps heavy as he slowly begins triggering the demon inside of him. It was at this time that Cinder and Raven walked away, jumping off the edge of Temen-ni-gru, letting him transform into his Devil Form for the very first time. After releasing an inhuman roar, Jaune falls to the ground unconscious, returning to his human form.

"Holy shit what was that?!" Ruby looked at Jaune in shock.

"Is that what Cinder meant when she said Jaune unlocked the devil inside of him? Because that is a badass looking devil man!" Mercury shouted, getting hyped up.

—

After some time has passed, Jaune awakens once more and gets up off of the ground. The rain having stopped results in many of the clouds to clear up, one of them showing a figure of an '8.' He rips the broken portion of the sleeve from his jacket, then picks up Rebellion. Jaune finds them gone, feeling defeated he slams his fist at the nearest pillar, which results in the top portion of the structure to explode. Jaune looks at what he's done and he discovers he has awakened newfound power, it surprisingly felt...good.

"Oh know that look." Yang had a knowing smile.

Next thing Jaune knows, he jumps off the top of Temen-ni-gru, beginning his pursuit to get his amulet back from his sister and that scarred woman. During his plummet he decides to test his new capabilities on incoming demons. The incoming Blood-goyles will do nicely.

He slays large quantities of the Blood-goes with extraordinary ease, all of his speed, strength, and agility had increased so much that he was like a blur to the normal eye. He throws Rebellion at a number of Blood-golyes, quickly impaling and to finish the job he fires Ebony at the swords pommel, increasing the speed of his sword so much that it reaches terminal velocity. Jaune chases after Rebellion until his outstretched arm is able to reach the same speed as his falling sword. Once he's able to grasp it, Jaune launches himself off of Temin-ni-grun at a horizontal angle.

"... I hate the fact that I've said that's badass to this guy more there once. Mercury muttered.

This new power felt amazing to him, he felt invincible. Powerful. Unstoppable…

That's when the giant Leviathan in the sky showed up and swallowed him whole.

Salem eyes widen at the sight of the giant whale. "Richard?!" she took a closer look and realized that it was not Richard and settled down/

—

The scene changes to a separate corridor of the tower, where both Cinder and Raven appear before an enormous locked door.

Raven is seen looking into her book, very focused on its contents, starts sharing her knowledge with Cinder, "People once cried out in fear of this tower. Temen-ni-gru, a foundation that brought out fear. Fear. Yes, fear. Can't you feel it? The rage and agonies of people. Those who are confined here... with their desires of evil being unfulfilled... It was all because Ozma slammed the door to the Demon World in their faces…"

Raven looks towards the gate as it begins to unlock its many safeguards. Once they undone, the doors opened, allowing the two to continue forward.

Raven before continuing on turns around to see if someone she knows followed them.

"What's wrong?" Cinder asked the distracted Raven.

"...Nothing," Raven replies, obviously lying to her about her true concerns.

"I hope Ruby comes and ends up shooting you in the head, you witch. Yang said seething with rage.

"Same here." Qrow growled in agreement.

Without another word being said, the two women begin making their way deeper into the tower of Temen-ni-gru.

—

As soon as Jaune finished destroying Leviathan's heart, the titanic beast let out a final bloodcurdling scream as it fell to the ground.

Ruby is seen somewhere outside of the tower continuing her search until she sees an enormous whale plummet to the ground. The force of the beast as it crashed down shook the very earth where she stood, its shock felt all across the tower and even by those in the lower levels. Even Cinder and Raven took note of the aftershock of the Leviathan, even if they dismissed it completely after a few seconds.

"Holy shit he just killed that Whale by himself." Coco looked on in wonder.

"Okay guys I'm blind. What the hell happened?" Fox asked, getting a bit annoyed.

"Oh sorry Fox! Uh Jaune killed a giant whale and is now covered in blood."

"Oh. That's really cool." Fox said simply.

The young crimsonette finds where the corpse of the demon landed and witnesses as its blood colored eye is being slashed as Jaune, having finally got out of the oversized whale that swallowed him. Although he did end up being covered head to toe in its blood, so it was a Pyrrhic victory.

"So, this is the next stage?" Jaune thought out loud, thinking he was by himself.

"Wait!" A voice called out behind him.

Jaune turns around to see that it was the same girl from before, and having recalled their last meeting, he had a sour feeling towards her, "If you're asking for a date, forget it. Because I made it a point not to go out with women who shoot me in the head." Emphasizing his point by pointing to a specific spot on his forehead, where he knows she shot him.

"That's a deal breaker most. You're a meanie for doing that Ruby." Nora teased the redhead. She sinks into her seat with a pout.

Ruby scoffed, "Date a demon? I'm not that desperate. Besides, I really don't care for guys who stink like blood."

Jaune quickly sniffs at his clothes, then double takes at how bad the Leviathan's blood reeked, "You're right."

That got a laugh out of most of the viewers. But Ruby shook her head a bit. She just didn't get it. A few years ago, She and Jaune were dating, but now they hate each other. It was weird and it made her feel odd. But she keeps watching.

The mood suddenly changed when both Jaune and Ruby pulled out their guns, however, they weren't aiming at each other. Soon enough, a swarm of Demons ambushed them, causing both of them to form an unofficial alliance to fight off all the various demons.

During the shootout between them and the Pride Hells the two moved back to back for a defensive advantage. Seeing as they had time to kill, Jaune thought he should get to know this mystery girl he had allied himself with, "So tell me, what's your name?"

"I don't have a name," the crimsonette quickly replied, not wanting to get buddy-buddy with a demon.

"Uh… But that Raven chick said she named you Ruby earlier." Coco pointed out.

Not dissuaded in the slightest, Jaune continues to ask questions, "Oh, then what should I call you?"

"I don't care. Whatever you want," Ruby plainly replies, she would rather be focused on killing these Hell Prides than getting distracted by chit-chat.

Jaune laughs as he jumps over a group of incoming demons, then turns back to call out to the crimsonette, "Whatever Lady. I'll leave this to you. Because I don't want to miss the party."

"Lady? That's the best you could come up with?" Yang looked unimpressive.

"More concerned that he just ditched Ruby." Blake said, crossing her arms.

"She did shoot him in the head. Might not want to deal with her," Weiss reminded her team to which Blake nods her head in agreement.

Ruby scoffed, "Who counted on you anyway?"

With the red coat demon gone, she continues fighting against the Hells. The screen shows one of her bullet shells that fell to the ground, the ammunition being a '9. millimeter'

—

Jaune enters a gothic structured room, with a stage and all. He was left wondering where the gatekeeper of this room was until a cauldron of bats emerged in the room. They all form into one shape, which happens to look like an extremely attractive redhead with deathly pale skin and crimson eyes, who'd hair acted as a covering for her bare upper body.

Jaune has to admit, as far as demons went for deceiving their prey, this was new. He liked new things.

Nevan looks upon this new guest with great interest and hunger, "Hmm, welcome sir. Is this your first time here?"

"Yeah it is. You'll be nice to me won't you?" Jaune asked her, playing along with her game.

Ruby's eyes dimmed as she turned to Jaune and muttered out "Filth." Which left the Blonde confused.

"What do I do?" He asked but Ruby didn't answer him. What should I do?!" He asked her again but still received no answer.

Nevan laughs sweetly at her guests request, one that was intended to lower his guard, "Of course I will. I'll treat you so nicely, you'll never want to leave."

"Now that's what I'm talking about," Jaune says before drawing Rebellion, making his point clear to his hostess that he wasn't here for that kind of fun.

Nevan, now knowing her guest was not a typical desire driven human, concedes to play with him for a little while. She walks towards her stage until she looks back at her blonde guest, "Then come on, Sugar."

—

Nevan falls back in defeat, or would have had Jaune not catch her in his left arm, "My, you're sweet."

Thinking she has him fooled, Nevan tries lunging at Jaune's throat before feeling her abdomen being penetrated by a bullet from Ivory.

Jaune laughs, "You'd think so, wouldn't you?"

"Good job Jaune." Ruby cheered with a wide smile which left him even more confused as she was just mad at him a few seconds ago.

Nevan also laughed, already knowing she was beaten, having already decided that it would be much easier on herself if she would surrender to him, "Alright. I'll help you. Your father was a handsome devil, but you're no slouch yourself."

"Salem blinked at the she-devil's comment on her ex's looks. And frankly she didn't appreciate it. She wanted to make sure Ozpin never knew happiness with another woman and thankfully her… possibable son killed her.

After giving up her physical form, Nevan transformed into the Devil Arm "Nevan"... an demonic electric guitar.

While performing an amazing death metal solo, Jaune showcases "Nevan's" unique ability as both a demonic guitar and an electrified scythe. The end of his act ending in a shower of fireworks and sparks.

Ruby let out a shriek at Jaune's new weapon. "It's not fair! I want an electric scythe guitar she whines."

"He plays better on the guitar than he did at beacon though." Weiss said with a teasing smirk at Jaune, who stuck his tongue out at her.

—

Meanwhile, Ruby continues to fight against the Hell Prides, utilizing her full arsenal on them while she simultaneously reloads all her weapons throughout the fight. From her pistol to her Crescent Rose.

When all the Hell Prides had been slain, a falling pistol from the sky is caught by the crimsonette, who smiled at its return.

"Welcome back!" Ruby said.

After packing all of her things, she makes her way towards the next entrance, continuing towards her end goal.

—

Raven and Cinder make their way to the final door to their destination, their end goal within their grasp.

Raven expresses excitement to Cinder, having finally been so close to their goal, "Soon we will reach the lair of judgement. Temen-ni-gru will finally regain its full function and lead us into the Demon World. The world where Ozma's power has been sealed. And the one who will lift the incantation is you, his own daughter. It must be fate."

Before they enter the chamber, Raven looks to check back the way they came, Cinder stops walking concerned of the woman's actions.

"Does that woman really bother you?" Cinder asked Raven.

Raven looked at the brunette quizzically, "What are you talking about?"

Looking back at the older woman, Cinder made her thoughts clear, "Why didn't you kill her? Perhaps, because she is your niece? Did some pesky auntie love get in your way?"

"... Why didn't she kill Ruby?" Yang realized Cinder brought up a good point. Raven was fine killing herself but didn't kill Ruby when she got the chance. It was odd.

Raven immediately became defensive in her body language and tone, "That is none of your-"

Raven is cut off when Cinder impales her in the abdomen, causing her to drop her book. Her blood trickles down onto the surface of the book, the drops that landed vaguely reminiscent of the number '10.'

While looking at the wounded Raven, Cinder decided it was time that she shared some of her own background knowledge, relating to Raven specifically, "To further your study of the black arts, you sacrificed your loving daughter, to become a devil as well. Knowing this I thought you'd be more useful to me, but I was wrong. No wonder your attainment of power is incomplete."

"... I'm not surprised my sister did this all in the search of power" Qrow muttered.

Cinder was incredibly giddy on getting her revenge on Raven, Even though it was technically her, it was close enough and she bathed in the scene with great glee.

Raven coughed up some of her blood, trickling from her mouth, before she exchanged an enraged glare towards Cinder, "What about you? You're an incomplete being as well. Both demon and human blood mingle in your veins. You dare judge me, even after you abandoned your own infant child-"

Cinder forcibly removes Yamato from Raven abdomen, her face showing genuine anger, "Shut up. Now that the final door is open, I have no use for you."

Without another word or glance, Cinder left Raven to lie at the entrance of the door as the old woman bleeds out. She has already come this far in her quest for power, she will not allow another minute pass while she is kept away from her birthright.

Everyone in the theater went dead silent at the bombshell Raven had just dropped. No one said a word and they all slowly turned toward Cinder with widen eyes with the expectation of Salem who had a mixture of anger and disappointment on her face. Cinder only look at the floor shaking as the words finally sinked in for herself.

"I… have a child?" She whispered to her in disbelief.

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greenteaandtattoos · 3 years

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Sunsets and Stitches: A Forest Fire Siblings One-Shot

“Hey, Oscar!”

The hazel-eyed boy looked up as his name was called. He had been washing some dishes after the rations for the refugees had gone out. He recognized the voice. He spotted a blonde-bushy-haired girl striding over to where he stood. It was Yang. Even though it had been nearly a week since team RWBY - and Jaune - had returned to Remnant and reunited with everyone in Vacuo, Oscar couldn’t help the stab of relief in his chest at the sight of her.

Sometimes, he woke up in the morning in a panic, fear that their heart-felt reunion had been only a dream. Especially when it came to a certain red-clad girl… The feeling of Ruby’s arms around him, embracing him tightly, was a feeling so foreign yet so unforgettable at the same time.

“Oscar.” Oscar let out a small huff as a voice reverberated in his head, pulling him from the memory. Ozpin had been interrupting his thoughts and daydreams about Ruby every chance he got, scolding him about getting distracted in a time of war.

“Hey, Yang,” Oscar greeted, turning his attention to her as she approached. “What can I do for you?” Yang towered over him by a few feet, her wavy hair pulled up into a ponytail and cascading down her back like a field of wheat in the wind, glowing gold in the setting sun’s light. Her lavender eyes were unusually neutral, a change from the usual fiery determination that blazed in them. Oscar frowned and even Ozpin noticed something was amiss with his former student, concern pulsing from the wizard.

“It seems like you have a problem,” she informed him knowingly. Oscar felt his face redden and anxiety wormed its way into his stomach. Did she know? Yang was Ruby’s older sister, and was very protective of her. If she found out about his crush on her baby sister… He gulped.

Oz agreed, it might not turn out well. Especially with Yang’s very… vocal feelings towards him. She had forgiven him for hiding his secrets and then abandoning them, but she was still wary of the ages-old wizard, and she wasn’t the best at keeping her emotions to herself.

Yang raised a hand, and Oscar automatically tensed. However, her hand came to rest gently atop his head. Mischief glinted in her eyes, and a smile spread across her face.

“Your hair is a mess!” she exclaimed, ruffling his thick chocolate locks. “Have you ever grown out your hair before?” Oscar blinked, allowing himself to process what was going on, then let out an audible breath of relief. Ozpin hummed in amusement.

He played off his breath with a laugh. “No, never.” He raised a hand and ran it through his hair. He had decided to try and grow out his hair once they had gotten to Vacuo. Ren and Nora had supported his idea, the former giving tips on how to wash it and brush it to keep it from getting tangled. He hadn’t been doing so well, though. The wind blew sand into it on a daily basis and the sun dried it out, bleaching it to a pale brown.

Yang pulled her hand away and jabbed a thumb at her hair. “Well, lucky for you, I have. C’mon, let’s do something about this travesty.” She began to lead the way into the cool shade of the dorms, where they had all been staying. Once she had gotten Oscar comfy in a chair, she began to ruffle through some drawers and duffle bags.

He watched curiously as she pulled out a brush, some hair ties, and some other hair products. “I feel the need to warn you,” Ozpin started, his voice light with amusement, “That Ms. Xiao Long takes hair care very seriously.” Oscar smiled nervously as the said huntress dropped everything onto the desk in front of him and began arranging them.

“What does that mean?” Oscar inquired. “It means that you should probably do exactly what she tells you to in regards to your hair,” was his reply.

“Alright, kiddo,” Yang said, stretching her arms above her head and cracking her fingers. “Let’s get this mess fixed.”

Luckily, there was a mirror in front of him, so he watched anxiously as she picked up a hair brush and began to brush it through his locks. To his surprise, she was very gentle, starting at the ends, brushing through them with practiced expertise. He hissed lightly as the bristles came into contact with a particularly stubborn knot.

“Sorry,” she grunted. “The desert has really done a number to your hair.” Oscar scratched at one hand. “I should probably have asked for some hair tips before now, huh” he joked. Yang snorted. “I think we were all worried about more... pressing issues back then.”

Oscar instinctively raised his hand to run it through his hair - a habit he did whenever he was nervous or embarrassed - only for Ozpin’s warning to come too late and he felt the sting as Yang slapped his hand down.

“Ow!” he yelped quietly. “Hands down!” Yang barked. “Do you want this to be as painless as I can make it, or not?” Oscar rubbed his hand. “Sorry, mom,” he apologized dryly. Yang hmphed and continued with her work, her mouth twisting in concentration.

“It might be best to just rest your hands,” Ozpin suggested. “Easy for you to say,” Oscar grumbled internally. Oscar’s uncomfortableness with physical contact was well-known to the others, and he appreciated Yang’s slow strokes and gentle hold, no doubt to try and put him at ease. However, he often struggled to keep himself still, finding too much energy within himself. Holding Long Memory helped calm him, but he didn’t have it with him now. He was trapped between a desk and a dragon.

He elected to rest one hand on the desk, listlessly playing with the cracks in the wood, and dropped one hand to his shirt. He rubbed his thumb on the embroidered rose that he had asked Coco to stitch onto the hem. He traced the soft curve of the petals and the long stem as Yang worked.

Yang’s eyes glanced down to where his hand had fallen, her gaze zeroing in on the rose. Her lips thinned. “I don’t think I’ve gotten to tell you that I like your outfit yet,” she said, uncharacteristically cool and controlled.

Oh, shit, Oscar thought. Ozpin agreed, though chided him for his language as he did. “It seems Ms. Xiao-Long has exercised her powers of observation,” he commented. “This might not end well.”

“Uh, thanks,” Oscar said nervously. Ozpin’s comments did not help. “Coco made it.”

The upperclassman had offered to make Emerald, Ren, Nora, and him new clothes. He remembered going up to her in private and asking for the rose, his stomach as knotty as his hair. She had agreed, and even with her sunglasses keeping her expression hidden from him, he had heard the pity in her voice and the burn of her stare on his back as he left the room.

“It suits you.” Yang’s complement dragged his attention back to the present. There was a curtness in her voice that made Oscar want to squirm. He began to trace the cracks in the wooden desk with anxious speed. “Yang, I—”

She paused, lifting the brush ever so slightly from his head. “How far along is the merge?” Yang asked suddenly. Oscar’s head drooped slightly. “Far enough,” he said. Yang was silent for a moment, then, “I see.”

Oscar squirmed in his seat in the awkward silence, and Yang placed a hand on his shoulder to still him. “But I’m still me,” he burst out. “I promised that I would do as much good as I could with the time I had left, and I meant it.” Yang’s grip on his shoulder tightened, but not enough to hurt. “And how much good will you do to my sister when you’re gone and Oz is all that is left?” she asked. “Will it be good when you’ve gone and left her with a broken heart?” Oscar wilted. She knew.

“It is for this reason that I told you to find a way to dispel your crush,” Oz pointed out, backing Yang’s argument. Oscar felt anger bubble up in his chest. “No, you told me to forget it because it made you feel awkward,” Oscar retorted. “Perhaps, but—”

Yang, who had seemingly been waiting for an answer, realized that he was conversing with Ozpin and resumed brushing, which interrupted the two as Oscar jerked his focus back to her. Right now, it was more important that he make her understand, rather than Ozpin. He had argued with over this topic many times before with him, and it always ended the same.

“Yang, I would never hurt Ruby,” he promised, putting as much sincerity in his voice as he could. “I-I really…” He paused, then took a deep breath, remembering Coco’s and Nora’s advice. “Go slow, but be honest and forthright,” they had said. So, that’s what he would do.

“I care about her,” he admitted, finally sharing his secret. “I would never do anything to hurt her.” He felt the bristles of the brush prick at his scalp. “I know,” Yang said, the bite in her voice softening. “But you don’t really have a choice. Eventually, you will merge with Oz and—”

“Oz doesn’t have anything to do with this!” Oscar burst out. Yang froze, eyes wide. “I’m the one who cares about Ruby, not Oz,” he continued forcefully. “I’ve cut my life short for him, for the world, but I deserve to be able to do something for myself while I still have the chance… don’t I?” Yang stared at him with narrowed eyes, the brush frozen amidst chocolate tangles. She seemed to contemplate his words.

“But does my sister deserve to be left broken when the inevitable finally occurs?” she finally asked after a moment. Oscar closed his eyes, and ignored Ozpin’s attempts to give his input on the matter.

“Ruby deserves happiness and peace,” he said. He crossed his hands and rested them against his heart. Even months after the torture, the area where Salem had struck him with her magic was still sensitive to the touch. “I just want to help her achieve that.”

Even with his eyes closed, he could feel Yang watching him intently through the mirror. “You and me both, kid,” Yang said. “That’s all our mom wanted for us.” Oscar’s eyes shot open at the mention of their mother, Summer Rose. Ozpin went silent at the mention of his former silver-eyed student. Blake had shared the secret of the Hound with the others after they reunited at Schnee Manor back at Atlas, and Ozpin had realized fairly quickly what happened to his former pupil.

Yang let out a small breath. “Since we seem to be spilling secrets today, I might as well share one.” Oscar turned his head to glance at her curiously, only for her hand to stop it and move it back to where it was. She began brushing his hair again.

“I can’t tell you for sure why our mother left to face Salem like she did,” she started, her voice twisting with emotion. “But, I can give you my best guess.” Oscar felt Ozpin stiffen. “It was because of Ruby.” Oscar had a feeling that was going to be the answer, but he stayed silent, allowing Yang to continue. This was her secret to share.

“Back then, Salem was still hunting down and killing silver-eyed warriors, not… what she’s doing with them now. I think… I think mom got scared because Ruby was born with silver eyes, and knew that Salem would eventually come for her.”

Ozpin remained silent, but Oscar could feel him emanating complex emotions, mixing with his own. Oscar couldn’t imagine how he was feeling, knowing that his former student had been subjected to a fate worse than death at the hands of Salem, and he hadn’t been able to do anything.

“And so, she decided to strike first, to try to get rid of the danger to her family. But whatever her plan was, it fell through and she…” she trailed off.

Sympathy surged through Oscar, and finally got a good understanding as to why Yang was so adamant with her feelings toward Oscar’s crush on Ruby. She doesn’t want Ruby to feel the pain of a loved one disappearing again.

Talking wasn’t his strongest suit, but he would be damned if he didn’t find a way to express himself to Yang. “Oscar, wait,” Ozpin warned. “This isn’t a good idea.” Oscar took a deep breath. “You’re wrong,” he told the wizard firmly. “This may not seem like a good idea to you, but it’s what’s best for me.”

He met her gaze through the mirror. Her eyes glistened, though there were no tears.

“I understand that you want to protect Ruby from experiencing such pain ever again. But so do I,” he told her, conviction strong in his voice. “I promise you, merge or not, I will help protect her. But, she isn’t some helpless girl, either. She knows that the merge will happen.” He paused, thinking back to her . “But she has never seen me as Ozpin,” he continued. “She chose to be my friend, despite my circumstances, just as I chose to remain by her side.”

Yang quirked a brow at his response, and for a moment, Oscar feared that he angered her. Then, she burst out laughing. “Stay friends with you, eh?” Oscar frowned, confused by her reaction. “What, you don’t think we should even be friends?” Anxiety and anger fluttered in his chest. Wanting to protect Ruby from heartbreak by keeping him from admitting his feelings towards her was one thing, but to disapprove of her friendship with him entirely?

Yang coughed, her laughter dying down. “No, no. If only you two would remain just friends.” She put the brush down on the desk and picked up a hair tie, bright gold in color. “But, you have a point. Your life is your own, and my sister isn’t a baby anymore, not like she was when mom disappeared. Each of you can make your own choices.”

Though pleased that Yang’s disapproval had lessened somewhat, her words still confused him. “Why did you laugh at the notion that she wants to stay friends with me?” he inquired. “Oh, Oscar,” Ozpin sighed. “And here I thought Ms. Rose was the clueless one when it came to people.” Oscar’s brow furrowed. “Hey,” he scoffed indignantly.

Suddenly, Yang took a handful of his hair, gripping it hard enough that he yelped. “Really, Oscar,” she said. “Who knew that the one person you misjudge is the one person you like?” Oscar blinked at the connotations. “I-I misjudged that she wants to be friends with me? Has she said something? Does she not want to be friends with me anymore?” He began to fret. Had he done something? Said something? Was he too similar to Ozpin?

Yang pulled and bunched up his hair into a loose ponytail. “You said it yourself,” she said. “She can make her own choices. Why don’t you ask her?” As Oscar fretted to himself, she slipped the ponytail around the base of the ponytail, then wrapped it around his hair three times, until it stood up on its own. Yang stepped back. “All done!”

Momentarily distracted from his worries, Oscar instantly reached back to feel it. It was a small ponytail, but it held firm. He checked it out in the mirror. The golden hair tie stood out stark against his dark hair. It seemed to blaze as rays of sunlight struck it, like a ring of golden fire, from where they filtered through the window to his right as the sun sank further below the dunes. “Not a bad look for you,” Ozpin commented.

Oscar turned to Yang. “Thanks… for everything.” Yang put a hand on her hips, a grateful smile on her face. “No problem. I think we both needed it.” Oscar nodded. A relief had lifted from his chest, though worry over Ruby’s thoughts on their friendship still bubbled in his stomach.

Yang seemed to notice and patted his shoulder. “Hey, how I feel about your feelings toward my sister doesn’t mean anything, in the long run. As you said, she can make her own choices. If you want to know how she feels, ask her.” Oscar put his hands to his chest, clutching his vest, feeling the cloth rub against the tender, patched skin underneath, and looked out the window. The sun-baked sand turned tawny under the ember-glow of sunset, the desert sky clear and endless.

He turned back to her. “I think I will.” Yang’s body language still told him that she was worried about the situation and the potential consequences, but the familiar lavender fire had returned in her eyes. “That’s the spirit, pipsqueak. You do what feels right to you.” She patted his head again.

Ozpin sighed. “I really don’t think this is a good idea, but I have my doubts that you’ll heed my advice on this matter anymore.” Oscar puffed out his chest. “I can’t ignore that you’re a part of me,” he replied. “But for now, my life is what is ahead of me.”

#rwby #Oscar Pine #yang xiao long #forest fire siblings #rosegarden #ozpin #rwby one-shot #yang being overprotective #remember that exciting thing I had planned?#this is it #enjoy #i worked really hard on it #ruby rose

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coweggomelet · 3 years

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i apparently enjoy putting down my thoughts on the off chance someone will read it and enjoy it so here’s rwby rewatch vol 3. i’m ready to be sad!!

(note: it’s long i’m sorry, i have many thoughts and i tried to narrow it down but oh boy do i think im funny)

- the SOUND DESIGN. AGAIN

- ruby you’re so precious. so sweet. so eager. so earnest. c’mere and i’ll protect you from all the bad shit that happens to you later

- hi cardboard cutout tai

- i keep getting an ad for a rooster teeth show called camp betrayal and the way this man says “hoo hoo hoo” will haunt me for the rest of time

- oh shit the fact that it’s called amity has such insane implications for what it’s used for later. jesus.

- “bffs!” “No.” “…/yessss/” love them

- yeet the yang

- god ruby’s admiration of emerald is so sad in retrospect like… oh boy ruby you’re in for it

- PYRRHAAAAA I LOVE YOU DONT LEAVE ME

- “even if you know how a story ends, that doesn’t make it any less fun to watch” wow cinder are you psychic

- ummmm they’re having a talk can you please respect their privacy

- thor whomst??? i only know nora valkyrie

- BROODY MAN

- hiiiii gavin

- so much mid battle banter. in the middle of a big important fight they just have to make jokes and argue. i love teenagers

- SILENCE YOU BOOB

- awww winter you’re a disaster and you’re horribly emotionally repressed because of your bitch ass dad but jesus christ you care about your little sister and you wanna know she’s doing okay and i’m emotional about it

- PENNYYYYY my love just keep being you

- jeez i forgot how early on ironwood was talking his shit about being “someone who will act”, the “only person” who will do what needs to be done, as if his course of action is what needs to be done

- every single person who underestimates emerald and mercury gets so fucked up. like so many people look at these youngerish teenagers with some funny one liners and banter and go “oh they seem capable and they’re confident and funny so i like em but i can take em” and then absolutely get the shit kicked out of them. and i think that’s why they’ve been so successful, cause nobody takes them seriously enough to consider them a threat.

- see this is why i love rwby. coco just turned her handbag into a gatling gun and cut down a field of grass with it

- god the way they hint at emerald’s semblance before fully showing what it is. *chef’s kiss*

- winter marry me

- we love an uncle who absolutely destroys his nieces at video games

- “they do and they’re called silver!” ruby i love you

- top heavy. heheh

- this dude’s weapon is a trumpet!! she’s got glowing nunchucks!! i love this show!!

- this battle music is AMAZING what the FUCK they’re fighting to JAZZ

- cinder if you keep having vague ominous dialogue people are gonna get the wrong idea

- oh yeah great idea asking a child to take on immense power which sends her into a stressed out panicky spiral and alienates her from the people she finally feels legitimately connected to and for once didn’t feel alienated from

- oh fuck. oh fuck the finals. oh god. oh no.

- she’s so happy. she’s so ready to have a good fight. i’m gonna cry

- FUCK

- and with one moment, the entire show flipped on its head

- god when i watched that the first time i fuckin freaked. i was not prepared man. i was warned. but i was not prepared for this much of a fucking tone change man. that quickly. like tone changes (in my experience) normally happen gradually, but this one happened in, what? 30 seconds?

- fuck

- god this is so bad

- and it GETS WORSE i can’t do this

- love that we can see yang’s distraught eyebrows through her bangs

- after this episode was the first time my friend asked me “how we doing buddy?” and i’ve only wanted to kill her more since then

- oh god emerald’s backstory. this poor child. she was so alone and cinder was there and said i can give you a place i can give you a purpose i can give you security and emerald latched on so hard.

- hiiiii laura bailey i wish you had more than a lil baby line and some sounds of effort

- god that little anklet

- god what a fuckin backstory episode man. backstory? evil plan explanation? idk but it was good

- great parent move. telling your kid you’ll only save them once.

- jaune you sweet good boy. what a good boy. i love him

- god this poor child. she doesn’t deserve this. FUCK i’m so sad. is that the last conversation they have?

- oooooh shit this song is so good. what the fuck i have chills it’s so fitting

- god everyone else is so happy and excited and then there’s ruby who is one of the very few people who knows how bad a fight between penny and pyrrha could be and pyrrha who’s got to decide if she wants someone else’s aura smushed with hers, which could turn her into a different person. FUCK

- peeeennyyyyy “salutations!! it’s an honor to meet you!” it huuuurts

- it makes me so sad but damn was this a good diabolical plan

- god im so sad. penny is so good. and pyrrha’s fuckin eyes. and ruby just collapsing. jesus christ. it’s all fuckin falling apart

- oh fuck here we go. those klaxons are so terrifying

- it makes me so happy that torchwick gets rescued and then like maybe a couple episodes later just gets swallowed

- the fuckin adam fight is coming up too. jesus. really piling on here

- RUBY IS USING ONE OF PENNY’S SWORDS IM GONNA CRYYY

- and she doesn’t even hesitate to save pyrrha

- the one and only time (to my memory) that ironwood is gentle is when he says no one would blame the students if they left. that might be the last time he actually remembers that they’re all teenagers and feels sympathy for these children with all this pressure on them

- oh yeah the big boy

- the first time i watched this i was LOSING MY MIND this whole time. like yang attacked mercury and from then on man. just freaking out.

- eurgh grimm juice

- c’mon blake you got this. i mean. technically you don’t. the fight goes poorly. but you fuckin try and you’re so brave about it and i love youuu

- shut the FUCK up adam you GROOMED her you ASSHOLE

- aahhhh i love velvet!!! her semblance and her whole fighting style is so goddamn cool and has such interesting implications for using weapons and powers of people who are dead

- OH SHIT SHE DOES SUMMON HERE DOESNT SHE. partly but still

- get fucked, torchwick. GET FUCKED. get fuckin chomped

- a backhanded slap feels so much more violent than any fighting with weapons

- uh oh evil katniss

- god. the fucking blood splatter turning the whole shot red. just their silhouettes. the slow motion. the arm slowly separating.

- my friend was also a big fan of “how we feeling?”

- bad. the answer is bad you fuckin sadist

- oz is… a lot of things, and one of them is a goddamn good fighter

- oh god oh noooo she’s gonna kiss & yeet AWWWW FUCK this is heartbreaking

- pyrrha i love you

- if i don’t look it’s not real

- oh pyrrha my love

- awww hey tai. what a good dad. love tai

- i’m so sad. everyone’s so sad. and then salem just has to do an ominous lil monologue where she lays out her whole plan to divide them and makes a fuckin semblance pun. she’s such a good villain

- jacque you stiff bitch

- they’re all fuckin scattered and depressed

- love team rnjr tho

- there she is. god what an ending

#rwby #rwby spoilers #ruby rose #blake belladona #yang xiao long #weiss schnee #pyrrha nikos #penny polendina #james ironwood #emerald sustrai #cinder fall #i can't tag all the characters cause that's a lot #im in pain #so sad #and it only gets worse #yaaaaaayyy #long post

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RWBY TorD Arm Wrestling Tournament - First Round

First Round Matchups: Blake v Coco, Nora v Ciel, Ruby v Ilia, Yang v Penny, Emerald v Neon, Weiss v Pyrrha, Velvet v Cinder

Weiss: Ugh. Arm wrestling? How barbaric.

Yang: Says the girl with toothpick arms.

Weiss: I have very toned and healthy arms!

Ruby: Yeah Yang, shush!

Blake: I’m with Weiss on this one, this seems to really favor those of us who have significantly more upper body strength.

Weiss: And we have to take off our underwear when we lose?! That’s even more unfair!

Yang: Shoulda lifted more.

Weiss: I have no need to “lift.” I am a person of finesse and grace.

Ruby: No offense, Weiss, but I don’t think you’re going to finesse your way out of this.

Weiss: Why?

Ruby: You’re up against Pyrrha first.

Weiss: P-Pyrrha?

Pyrrha, waving: Hello again!

Yang: Yep. She definitely lifts.

Weiss, letting her head fall forward, sighing: I guess my fate is sealed, isn’t it.

Ruby, putting a hand on her shoulder: Weiss....sometimes....you just gotta lift.

Weiss, smacking her hand away: Stop saying lift!

Weiss v Pyrrha

Weiss: How does one....arm wrestle?

Pyrrha, chuckling: It’s rather simple. I would arm wrestle with classmates all the time back in combat school. Well, until the school made me stop after I accidentally broke someone’s wrist. I still feel bad about that....

Weiss: Not helping....

Pyrrha, smiling: Sorry. Really all you do is lock hands, elbow on the table, and try to push your opponent’s arm so far that the back of their hand hits the table. You can’t lean to the side or put any of your body weight into it, just arm strength.

Weiss: Okay.

Pyrrha: Are you ready?

Weiss: Can I just forfeit?

Pyrrha: Forfeit?

Weiss: Yeah. I have no chance at beating your strength, so why even bother?

Pyrrha: Weiss...I’m—

Weiss: No no, I have accepted this, I am fine with taking off my underwear, it’s all fine. This is my life now and there’s nothing I can do about it.

Pyrrha: That’s a tad dramatic...

Weiss: I concede victory to you. *bows*

Pyrrha: Well....hurray?

Yang, whispering to Ruby: Quite a rousing start to the action.

Weiss, sighing: Okay. *reaches beneath her skirt* No one stare! *takes off her light blue panties and hands them to Pyrrha* Your trophy?

Pyrrha, chuckling nervously: Maybe don’t call it that.

Nora: Woo, go Pyrrha!

Pyrrha, smiling: I didn’t do anything.

Weiss, pushing the front of her skirt down a bit: Can I, like, go sit down now?

Pyrrha: Of course. And I’m sorry you felt you had to do that. *steps over to her and kisses her cheek* You are very gracious.

Weiss, blushing: Ohh.... *smiles* Thank you.

Advancing to the Quarterfinals: Pyrrha

~~~

Blake v Coco

Blake: Adel.

Coco: Belladonna.

Blake, extending a hand: Shall we?

Coco, locking hands: Oh, we shall.

Nora: Any bets, anyone?

Ruby: My money’s on Blake, they can swing Yang around with their ribbon when they do their Bumblebee team attack! That takes some strength.

Velvet: But Coco carries a massive Gatling gun with her everywhere. That thing is heavy.

Blake: And....GO!

Coco and Blake begin to strain against each other’s arms, but it quickly turns in Blake’s favor, until pinning Coco’s arm.

Nora: Blake wins!

Blake, sighing and putting their hands on their hips: Don’t sleep on these guns. *shrugs*

Coco, shaking her hand out: Not bad....so I guess this means I give you my underwear?

Blake: I’m afraid so. What, are they super-expensive designer panties?

Coco: How’d you know?

Blake: Wait, they are?

Coco: Why are you surprised? *undoes her belt and pushes off her pants* Did you think under this meticulously assembled outfit I would just wear generic underwear? Please. *pushes down her black panties, all while discretely pulling her shirttail in front of herself* Here.

Blake, taking Coco’s panties and studying them: These are designer. Is this....gold stitiching in the waistband??

Coco, sitting down while keeping her shirt pulled forward: Gold and copper, actually.

Blake, sighing: Wow. Okay then.

Velvet, reaching over and poking Coco’s butt: Boop!

Coco, flinching: Hey!

Velvet: Heheh ^~^

Advancing to the quarterfinals: Blake

~~~

Nora v Ciel

Ciel: Nope.

Nora: What?

Ciel: I have no chance.

Nora: Oh, c’mon, you have to at least try!

Ciel: I once saw you open an aluminum can with your bare hands because you couldn’t find a can opener. I do not want to be your next can of pears.

Nora: Hey, I would go easy on you.

Ciel: Would you?

Nora: No....

Ciel: Then I concede.

Nora: WOO I WIN! Gimme your underwear.

Ciel, blushing and sighing: Oh right, that. *reaches beneath her skirt and takes off her white panties, handing them to Nora* There.

Nora: Well that was easy.

Advancing to the quarterfinals: Nora

~~~

Ruby v Ilia

Yang: I wonder who’s gonna win this one—the girl who carries around a massive metal scythe, or the girl who carries around a glorified taser.

Ilia: I’m about to taser you, Yang. Besides, I think I’ve got a shot!

Weiss: Really?

Ilia: Shut up, toothpick arms.

Weiss: Again, my arms are—!

Ruby: Let’s just have a good, fair arm wrestling match! *offers her hand to Ilia* Ready?

Ilia, taking her hand: Heh, only if you’re ready to lose.

Ruby: Ready, and....GO!

BAM!

Ilia: Ow!

Ruby: Oh.

Nora: Ruby wins!

Ruby: That was....

Ilia, on the ground, turning blue: I have been humiliated....

Ruby: I, uh....I didn’t mean to....beat you so quickly.

Ilia, sniffling: It’s fine, I deserved it. You were right, Yang, it is a glorified taser.

Yang: Well now I feel bad....

Weiss: Oh, get up you drama queen. You lost fair and square, and besides, your arm strength doesn’t even matter. You’re a perfectly capable fighter without such physical strength.

Ilia: Aww, thanks Weiss, you’re so sweet.

Weiss, stuttering: I, uhh....

Ilia, getting back to her feet: I guess I, uhm.... *pushes down her pants* I guess since you won...?

Ruby, blushing: Okay, awkward....

Ilia: Yeah, speak for yourself.... *sighs, then lowers her underwear and tosses them to Ruby* There! *quickly sits down, draping her pants across her lap to cover herself*

Ruby, catching Ilia’s gray trunks: Uhh....yay?

Advancing to the quarterfinals: Ruby

~~~

Yang v Penny

Yang, hands in the air: Okay, first off....robot girl.

Penny: Yes.

Yang: Versus....my robot arm.

Penny: It seems so. Are you concerned about fairness?

Yang: It’s not that, it’s just—

Penny: Because I can adjust my strength settings so I—

Yang: No no no! Gimme all you got!

Penny: You are certain?

Yang: Certain.

Penny: Well, okay then. *offers her hand*

Yang, taking her hand: Let’s do this!

Penny: Commencing in 3....2....1....begin!

They both begin to strain against each other.

Yang: Damn....you’re....sturdy....

Penny: Speak for yourself, Friend Yang.

Yang: You know....both my arm and you...are Atlas manufactured....so isn’t this just an even matchup?

Penny: I feared as such.

*crank*

*CRASH*

Yang, blinking: Wha....

Penny: It appears my wrist joints were not properly fastened.

Nora: AHHHHHHH!

Yang, with Penny’s detached hand in her own: Uhhh.... *places Penny’s hand on the table* Pinned?

Ruby: Penny, what the heck?!

Penny: I have a maintainance appointment tomorrow, don’t worry!

Yang: I win, right?

Blake: Considering you ripped her hand off, yeah, I’d say so.

Yang: Then don’t I get your....do robots wear underwear?

Penny, chuckling: Oh, silly. Of course I wear underwear.

Yang: Should that be obvious?

Penny: I suppose not.

Nora: Okay, hold up. I have been wondering about this forever. Penny, forgive me for such a weird question, but how....anatomically correct are you?

Penny: Hm? Oh, in terms of genitalia?

Ruby: That word sounds so wrong coming out of your mouth.

Nora: Yeah, like....yeah.

Penny, laughing: Friend Nora, Why would I be designed in such a way? I’m an android, I have no use for such things.

Nora: Okay, good point.

Yang: And yet you wear underwear?

Penny: It makes me feel cute.

Yang: Okay, valid.

Penny, tugging down her light green underwear from beneath her skirt, then handing it to Yang: There. Congratulations.

Yang: Thanks. And here, lemme hand this over.

Penny, taking her hand back: Yes, thank you.

Advancing to the quarterfinals: Yang

~~~

Emerald v Neon

Neon: Yeah I’m about to lose.

Emerald: Really? I’m pretty sure you’re going to beat me.

Neon: I’m pretty sure I’m not known for upper body strength.

Emerald: Well neither am I.

Yang: Girls, I think the point of the is to prove who’s more strong.

Neon: Yeah, but....c’mon, look at me. I have trouble opening ketchup bottles.

Emerald: Same!

Yang: Just go for it! One of you has to win!

Emerald, sighing: Alright, I guess. Let’s go for it.

Neon: I’m warning you, if by some miracle I do win, I will be so extra with my celebration.

Emerald: Sure, go off. *they lock hands* Ready?

Neon: Set....

Emerald: Go!

They both begin pushing against each other, grumbling and growling, but their hands won’t budge.

Yang: Woah, you two are pretty evenly matched.

Emerald: This....is so hard.....

Neon: Ehhhhhh...!

Emerald: EHHHHHH!

Neon: Nonononono!

Emerald forces Neon’s hand back far enough for it to touch the table.

Yang: Nice one, Em!

Emerald: I won?!

Neon: NOOOOO!

Emerald: Holy shit I won!

Ruby: Go Emmy!

Emerald: YESYESYESYESYESYES!

Neon, cartoonishly crying: And I had so many dreams....dreams of victory, fame, fortune....

Emerald: Shut up and give me your underwear.

Neon: Wow. No one’s said that to me in weeks.

Emerald: Wait....who’s said that to you before?

Neon: Not important. And fine, I guess since you won and all... *sigh* Fine. *pushes down her shorts from beneath her skirt* Bet you think you’re pretty lucky getting your hands on these, huh?

Emerald, blushing: I mean, “lucky” probably isn’t the word for it.

Neon, quickly pulling her pink underwear off before covering herself with her skirt: Here. *tosses the garment to Emerald* Enjoy your prize.

Emerald: I don’t know what that means but okay.

Advancing to the quarterfinals: Emerald

~~~

Velvet v Cinder

Velvet: Uhm...you aren’t going to use your robot arm, right? That wouldn’t be fair.

Cinder: I’ll use my real arm, don’t worry. I’m still going to beat you, though.

Velvet: We’ll see. *offers her hand* Let’s go.

Cinder, taking her hand: Yes, let’s.

Velvet: Ready....and....go!

Cinder takes an immediate advantage

Velvet: Oh no....

Cinder, successfully pinning Velvet’s arm: Haha!

Velvet, pouting: *whines*

Cinder: Hey, I won fair and square. No sad bunny eyes.

Velvet: *whines some more*

Cinder, frowning: Goddamnit....

Velvet, giggling: I’m just joking with you. *sighs* And I guess I have to give you something.

Cinder, blushing: Oh yeah, that.

Velvet, taking off her shorts: But seeing as how I’ve already had to do a dare that involved much worse than this, this is nothing. *takes off her brown and black striped panties and hands them to Cinder* Congrats.

Cinder, even more blushing: Yeah, thanks....

And thus ends the First Round! Here’s the updated bracket!

The Quarterfinals will commence soon with these matchups:

Neo v Blake,

Nora v Ruby,

Yang v Emerald, and

Pyrrha v Cinder!

#been working on this for four days straight hhhhhhhhh #rwby #rwby truth or dare #tord arm wrestling tournament #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #nora valkyrie #pyrrha nikos #cinder fall #ilia amitola #neopolitan #emerald sustrai #velvet scarlatina #ciel soleil #coco adel #neon katt #penny polendina

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RWBYlog vol 5 episode 14

sigh

raven and yang’s confrontation is badly written. like. forreal.

What more important things does Blake have to deal with than Adam? He’s explicitly the reason she came to Haven? This has been her entire arc since the show started? Blake sounds too sincere for this to be an a burn.

Also, god this resolution...

Weiss’ summon did nothing useful. After 4 goddamn episodes. It pulled Hazel back into a building he was already going to return to, and then died. Definitely worth the hype, I guess?

Yang and Raven’s dialogue is dumb.

Yang is upset that Raven is a bad person, and not what Tai made her out to be, but it’s not like Yang went to her with any illusions that she might have a good side. Yang was rude and dismissive from the outset, and rejected Raven’s many olive branches and attempts to reach out, so her only now being mad at Raven’s grayness is weird timing, honestly.

It’s also just... weird that we’re supposed to empathise with Yang’s feelings of betrayal with Raven siding with Cinder when we know Raven didn’t have a choice in the matter... and that this came after Yang refused to work with her.

Especially given how much Raven made it clear that she doesn’t like Salem and she didn’t want to get involved, what does Yang think happened??

If Raven had sided with Cinder while Yang was there and trying to convince her not to, I’d get this a little more, but it’s not.

Yang also lectures Raven about her putting other people in harm’s way for her own sake, but... she wasn’t even here for Vernal’s death, AKA the best example Yang could’ve used against her. This timing, god. It’s a weirdly specific thing to call Raven out for when Yang doesn’t even know it happened.

Their talk about the Spring Maiden was weird, too. I feel like instead of using some abstract concept of a character that died years ago, focusing on Vernal, who just died, would’ve been weightier?

Meanwhile, Raven looks like she’s going to burst into tears and is talking about how hard her life was (Yang just doesn’t understand!!!... which is true), and I just... is this supposed to be karmic retribution? Are we supposed to be “yasss, queen!”ing? I don’t understand how I’m meant to feel about this, it’s far too soon for Yang to be able to talk authoritatively about Raven on anything. We don’t know her well enough yet.

Yang crying after this showdown also felt weird. She never gave Raven a chance to begin with, so her feeling so betrayed about it is just...

I theoretically get Yang wants the Relic to lure out Salem, but, god, this... would work better if we knew more about Salem. Yang just heard Salem was bad and decided to take one for the team, but Yang... has no emotional investment in any of this, nor any idea of what this means. It’s not a tough choice for her.

The vault looks really cool, but I’m not sure why there’s a giant desert when the Relic is a few metres from the door. You’d think it’d be hidden better if they went to all the effort of making a damn desert to put it in.

imagine getting killed by a ball with tentacles, how embarrassing

This show apparently forgot Mercury and Emerald could tank Coco and Yatsuhashi, who really should be a lot stronger than RWBY. Also, I like that combat just... stopped? And everyone stood around yelling at each other. Even Hazel? Who was an unstoppable juggernaut of rage just last episode?

The giant Salem from the OP being one of Emerald’s illusions is uh. Anticlimactic as shit, actually.

Adam not taking the killshot on the injured humans who blackmailed him despite him being a really spiteful person sure is a decision to make

its almost like the show forgot they blackmailed him to pretend he liked them or something

...if adam likes them now because reasons, why didn’t he join them...

god, this stupid subplot!!

“Unfortunately, it appearss that Adam escaped.” says Ghira. Well, no shit? Blake let him go despite stopping him being the reason she came to Haven in the first place!

I’d say something about Illia talking about Adam being a leader that abandons his people, but that’d be beating a dead horse at this point. I guess they really wanted to use that hilarious “oh now Adam’s the one running!” turnaround.

You’d think Blake would be the new leader of the Fang, since Ghira stepped down, or at least stick around to actually finish things (...like Adam being missing), but... nope. She drops this subplot like a hot potato, glad we wasted 2 whole volumes on it.

Yang also swallowing all of her trauma, following on from her conversation with Weiss, is both annoying character writing and bad setup/payoff. I guess Weiss learnt from Port’s school of “telling girls to just Get Over their negative character traits to avoid drama”.

If I feel bad for anyone, it’s Qrow. Must be rough when the dude you’re in love with reincarnates into a 14 year old.

#ac watches rwby #rwbylog

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WARNING: this chapter is NSFW for a very graphic demonstration.

Happy upcoming Thanksgiving to my American friends! Going to try to get out some more chaps after the holidays, maybe even finish editing some of our other fics and get those up. We have a lot of backlog haha. Enjoy!

=Chapter 7

Yang actually did show up for the study session after dinner, shocking both Weiss and Pyrrha thoroughly. Even more surprising was her outfit.

“You look… ridiculous!”

Frowning, Yang looked down at the poodle skirt and canary yellow cardigan. “What? It’s what most girls wear, right?”

“Yes, but you’ve never worn anything like that in your life, have you?” Weiss cackled, falling back on the bed. “Look at you! I’ve never seen you look this uncomfortable before!”

“Shut up!”

“Now, now, Weiss,” Pyrrha put in as she unpacked their books, though she was also smiling. “Don’t tease, it isn’t kind. She looks nice.”

“After all that teasing Yang put me through? I think it’s only fair!”

Rolling her eyes, Yang sat on the edge of the bed, watching Weiss’s legs windmilling in the air. “Goofball. You said I should look ‘less like a brute’, and I tried. And it worked, didn't it? Your parents let me right in.”

“Alright, alright,” she finally laughed, sitting back up. “For the record, you do actually look very sweet! Who knew you could be a girl if you tried?”

“I knew, you jerk!” Yang protested, folding her arms over her chest. “Wow, I think I’m being insulted here!”

“You’re very pretty,” Pyrrha put in, hoping to smooth over the bickering, even if it was playful. “A-and in your normal clothes, you’re quite… handsome? Is that alright for me to say?”

That caught Yang off guard enough that she smiled. “Really? I mean, I guess if you don’t mean it as an insult, it isn’t one.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t! Please don’t think that!” But now Weiss and Yang were laughing, so she ducked her head. “W-we should probably study…”

“Yeah, okay. Just don't be too mean; I got a head like a cinder block.”

After that, they got down to business for a good solid pair of hours. Yang wasn't the terrible pupil she claimed to be; though it took a little more work than it would with the average student, she got the basics of their history lesson quite easily. The dates were harder for her to recall but they did come to the surface of her mind eventually.

Algebra, however, didn't sink in no matter how long they took on it. Both Weiss and Yang started to get increasingly frustrated until Pyrrha called for a break.

“Just give it time,” Weiss encouraged her, petting up and down her bicep as the Dragon glared down at her books. “Believe it or not, you did make some progress tonight.”

“Just feel dumber.”

“You’re not dumb at all!” She leaned up to kiss her cheek, and Yang sighed in defeat. “This is a good start. We’ll make your mom proud yet.”

“Oh, that’s never gonna happen,” she laughed harshly. “Can’t be proud of a kid you never wanted.” When nobody responded, she glanced around to see Weiss and Pyrrha looking completely crestfallen and cracked a lopsided smile. “Hey, it’s nothing, guys. Old news. Let’s, uh… let’s get back to the books.”

Reluctantly, Weiss agreed, as did Pyrrha. They pressed on for another hour or so with their other subjects, then decided to call it a night before Weiss’s father came up to insist.

“Good work tonight,” Weiss told them outside her front door, all smiles. “And hey, don’t be so blue about that equation; it’s no picnic. You have catching up to do from before. Don’t worry about current stuff, just focus on studying from where we showed you.”

Glancing down at the book under her arm, Yang let out another weary sigh. But she was smiling slightly. “Guys… I gotta say, I almost left when you laughed at me, ‘cause that was kinda what I expected the whole time. Just laughing at how stupid I am.” While Pyrrha was wincing, she went on, “But you really surprised me by being… y’know… nice. Not just the regular kind, but about me being so behind.”

“Patient?” Weiss guessed, and she nodded. “Yeah. I mean, it doesn’t make any sense being mad at you for something you didn’t know how to do. That won’t get you to learn it any faster.”

Pyrrha chimed in, “Exactly. You’re going to be holding your own in our classes in no time! You’ll see!”

Laughing with good humour now, Yang linked arms with her, which startled the other taller girl. “C’mon, Stilts. Let’s pretend to go back to your house and get my jacket. Seriously, you two… you’re the bee’s knees.”

“W-well, I… I like to help however I can,” Pyrrha said with a bright smile, in spite of the glow in her cheeks.

Weiss waved to the both of them as they walked away. “Bye, girls! See you tomorrow!” She would have considered blowing a kiss to Yang but that would only invite trouble. Instead, she turned to head inside.

“You seem chipper,” her father grumbled from his armchair.

“Do I?”

“Who was that new friend of yours? I don’t recall seeing her around.”

Weiss had actually practiced this in her head many times. “A friend from school. She’s been having a little trouble in arithmetic, so Pyrrha and I offered to give her a few pointers. I think we did some real good today.” There; no way he could see any problem with her clear goodwill.

Except he did. “That isn’t your job to do, sweetheart. Most of those young ladies in your class will turn out to be housewives or secretaries, and nothing more. But you…”

“I have a bright future ahead of me at Schnee Communications,” she droned, able to say the line in her sleep as often as it was drilled into her.

“Yes, and you might want to show a little gratitude. In a man’s world, you’re one of the few women who have a ghost of a chance at success.”

“Of course, Father. I’ll continue to do my best; my grades are spotless, are they not?”

He pursed his lips; she could even tell from the side of his face barely visible. “You had a B-plus last semester. Ironically, in home ec. But yes, otherwise spotless.”

The jab almost made her laugh. Almost. But she wanted to be done with the conversation. “Will Mother or Whitley be joining us for the rest of the evening? Or shall I retire to my room? I thought I might bathe and turn in early tonight.”

“Very well. But don’t forget what I said; look after your own interests before you worry about those of others. No one else is going to do it for you.”

Privately disagreeing, she merely said “Yes, Father” before slipping upstairs.

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Weiss did as she promised. However, what she didn’t tell her father was that after a mere hour’s nap, she dressed again and slipped out her window as silently as she could, climbing down the trellis and tiptoeing across the yard in her socked feet until she got around the corner. Then she slipped on her new black ballet flats and ran down the block to their appointed meeting spot.

“What took you so long?” Yang hissed as she hopped up behind her, sliding her arms around the muscled waist. “Ah! Ooh, one of ‘em still stings!”

“Sorry!” she whispered. “For both. I heard a noise a little while ago, had to make sure Mother didn’t get up to drink herself back into her eternal wine-nap.”

Nodding her understanding, she let the bike roll away a little before she truly took off, hoping not to alert the entire neighbourhood. Weiss felt lucky that Yang wasn’t the type to tweak the muffler so it was as noisy as possible.

As they dismounted near Shopkeeper’s, Yang slid her arm around Weiss’s back and closed her eyes. “Mmm, you smell good.”

“I bathed,” she snorted. “You ought to try it sometime.”

“Nah. I think you like my natural musk.”

“That’s disgusting,” Weiss giggled as they walked inside. “But… I guess I must, since I’m still here.”

The place was a little busier that night. Women were dancing with women to the tunes on the jukebox, and one couple was simply making out in the corner of the dance floor rather than dancing at all. At their usual table, Velvet was sitting in Coco’s lap as comfortably as if she were the chair itself while the entirety of Yang’s cadre chatted and laughed. At peace with the world.

“Hey, guys,” Yang sighed as they took two empty chairs. “Sorry we can’t stay long.”

“I wonder why,” Emerald said lewdly, and a few of the others hooted and hollered.

“Now, now, it’s not polite for a woman to kiss and tell,” Weiss said primly. However, in a marked departure from all previous discussions, she wasn’t denying anything anymore.

“Geez Louise,” Blake breathed, pointing at the two of them with the neck of her beer bottle. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”

All Weiss said was “Maybe”, but she might as well have said “Yes” for the reaction she got. Most of them at least clapped, if not cheered; even Cinder was nodding her vague respect.

“Welcome!” Velvet said, actually reaching out to shake her hand. Weiss laughed.

“Thanks! I don’t know, I’m still really… yeah, this is crazy! But what can I say? I’d take Yang’s pin anytime.”

“Fraternity pin?” Blake asked with a snicker. “I don’t think they let women into those.”

Emerald slapped the table with mirth. “We all know she’s gonna steal six frat pins if it means getting into her precious Princess’s skirt!”

“Hey!” Yang said, though she was laughing along with them. “Maybe don’t talk about my new girl that way, alright? She’s a high-class lady.”

“Not if she’s with you,” Cinder needled, and the others cackled and poked her shoulders, eventually making her giggle some more. Weiss tried to be offended but couldn’t seem to bring herself to do anything other than smile. They were more or less good-natured jabs, after all.

After a minute or two, Vernal came by to ask about drinks. Yang ordered them two club sodas in champagne glasses, so they could at least pretend they were celebrating in a way Weiss deserved. By the time she brought them around, Weiss was cuddled close to Yang, resting her head on her collarbone.

“We were ready to cream you,” Coco admitted as she pet up and down Velvet’s stomach through her blouse, the smaller girl sighing and completely limp as a ragdoll.

“I understand,” she replied. “But I really couldn’t know how angry she would get!”

Waving a hand of dismissal, Cinder said, “You should have been smart enough to figure it out, genius. What’s the point in having someone tutor the Dragon if she’s not even bright enough to pick up on that much?”

“Enough,” Blake hissed at her. “At least she’s trying to help her with her report card; keep Raven off her back.”

“A battle that cannot be won,” Yang snorted, now leaning her face against the crown of Weiss’s head and making the both of them hum very silently so that only they could tell – feeling it rather than hearing it thanks to their close contact.

“I don’t think so. I tried to get you to study with me before, but I guess I just wasn’t sexy enough.”

Yang blinked a little. “What is that supposed to mean, Belladonna? You’ve got a classy chassis. And you know I think so.”

“Oh… I was kidding,” Blake hurriedly told her, smile a little pained. “Sorry if that didn’t sound that way. But yeah, I am serious about the offer. If those two are busy, pull up a book.”

“Noted. Thanks, I mean it.”

The night wore on. Eventually, Coco and Velvet excused themselves to the restroom, and Emerald, Blake, and Cinder all kept up their alternate teasing and flirting. At one point, Blake came back from getting another beer and sat on Weiss’s lap “by mistake”, which no one believed for a second. It was all in good fun, and against all of her expectations, the spoiled rich girl found herself more at home with a gang of hoodlums than she ever had in her own house.

Emerald and Cinder went into the bathroom once Velvet and Coco returned, the former wearing a few red marks low on her neck. Weiss gaped at this development, but Blake explained patiently.

“She’ll have a scarf on tomorrow in school. Maybe two days in a row, if it doesn’t go away.”

“That’s so scandalous!” she protested, earning her a laugh from the others and a slight blush from Velvet. “Wow… you really do love Coco. Isn’t there anything we can do to keep you from moving back?”

Her smile faded as she stared down at the table. “No. Mum and Dad want to g-go back, and…”

“Come on. Why can’t they stay here, really? I doubt it’s because of you.”

“Well…” Shrugging her shoulders, she said, “I did ask again and got some better answers. My Dad’s been having a time of it finding work after the mill laid him off last Spring. Can’t be helped, he’s really done everything he can. And worrying about me running with the ‘wrong crowd’ only makes it worse, so I think he’s ready to leave the States and be well shut of Americans.”

Weiss filed that away for later contemplation. Maybe it wouldn’t be anything she could help with after all, but she wouldn’t know until she tried.

Meanwhile, she just noticed Blake and Coco whispering back and forth. When they were through, Coco turned to ask, “So Weiss… apparently, you and Yang still haven’t progressed past the ‘making out’ stage?”

“Thanks, Belladonna,” Yang grunted with narrowed eyes. “Apparently I literally have to say ‘this is a secret’ or you’ll blab to everybody in Vale.”

Blake shrugged. “You do. I mean, you never said it was a secret…”

“Never mind that,” Coco interrupted. “I think the princess needs some tutoring of her own.”

While Blake and Velvet were giggling, Yang groaned and rolled her eyes. “You guys are terrible.”

“What?” Weiss asked softly, fingertips raising to alight on her lips. “Am… have I been doing it wrong?”

“No, no! That’s not what they’re talking about. And believe me…” Instead of finishing, Yang just bit her lip and looked away. It was hard to tell in the darkened room, but Weiss could be reasonably sure she was blushing as badly as Weiss was most days of late.

“She’s over the moon for you,” Blake finished for her while Coco was whispering in Velvet’s ear. The other girl looked a little flustered by the words, but still nodded. “Don’t worry about that.”

Pleased far beyond a level she had any right to be, Weiss said, “Oh. Then what is it we’re talking about?”

Coco rubbed her hands together as if she were about to come into a large sum of money. “You and Yang are eventually going to want to try something… beyond a kiss and a cuddle. And you look like the kind of prude who covered her ears during health class when they started talking about our bodies.”

“Psh,” Weiss scoffed, even though the statement was a hundred percent accurate.

“So we’re going to give you a quick lesson.” As she spoke, Velvet stood up from Coco’s lap, and the other two stood on either side of her. “Pay close attention, and maybe you’ll learn something.”

The girl was so trim that it didn’t take much effort from the well-toned Dragons on either side of her to lift her up and seat her on the table itself. Weiss and Yang hastily moved aside the glasses and bottles so they wouldn’t be knocked to the floor; Weiss had noticed that even though the dive was technically abandoned, they took very good care of their refuge. Nobody ever threw a bottle or knocked food into the floor on purpose.

Then she was staring down at a pair of panties and forgot about the cleanliness of gangsters.

“Wh-wha…? What are you doing?”

“Guys, I think this is a little premature,” Yang was telling them, even though she wasn’t fighting all that hard to convince them.

“I think it’s right on schedule,” Blake laughed. “We just want her to be prepared.”

One of Coco’s gloved hands trailed down Velvet’s stomach and helped to hitch her skirt up even further. For her part, the Aussie was smiling vaguely, a little shy but mostly excited. Weiss had the distinct feeling this wasn’t the first time they had done this with her, even though she still wasn’t quite sure what they were doing.

“So… you aren’t required to participate, Schnee. Just watch. But we want you to get a good look.”

“Are you going to…” Her heart shot up into her throat. “Blake! You wouldn’t!”

“Why me?” Blake laughed. “Coco and Velvet are here, too!”

“Well… I don’t know, I thought you were less… crude!”

They all laughed, even Velvet. But it wasn’t a cruel laugh, and Weiss only felt a tiny bit mortified that she had bothered speaking out at all. Were they really going to do what she thought they were? It seemed cruel in a way. At the very least, it was improper and indecent! They were in a public setting! Sure, there was no one there except for Dragons and those who loved them, such as herself and Velvet - and she knew they certainly weren’t shy. But how could Coco possibly be alright with exposing her girlfriend to not one, but three other people?

Even as she was having that thought, she heard another voice from nearby ask, “Blake, d-do you want anything from the kitchen? I know she’s your mother - don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten. But I thought I could… save you a…”

When glancing up, she saw poor Ilia looking about as thunderstruck as she felt, eyes completely round as she gazed down at the mostly-exposed pelvis on the table. She was frozen as if a statue.

“No, thank you,” Blake sighed. But she wouldn’t be getting rid of her that easily.

“Good timing, Amitola,” Coco said with a little smirk. “You and the princess can be our students for today. Two for the price of one.”

Blake’s head snapped around to glare at Coco, who only grinned more widely. After a brief staring contest, she rolled her eyes in defeat. “Fine. Can’t hurt anything.”

“O-oh, I…” The girl almost seemed to change colours completely, from a light tan to a deep red. “What? Student? I don’t- what are you asking me to do?”

“Go stand over by Weiss and watch. That’s it. You don’t have to do anything you aren’t comfortable doing.”

And Ilia did it. Suddenly, Weiss found herself standing next to the smaller girl, intensely aware of how close she was. Ilia seemed to notice in the same moment, glancing up with a nervous smile. “U-um, hi.”

“Weiss. Nice to meet you.” They shook hands, and Yang laughed. “Hey! Just because you girls are being disgusting doesn’t mean I shouldn’t still be polite!”

“I didn’t say a word,” Yang snorted.

“Alright,” Coco said to get their attention. “I’m going to begin your lesson if you two are through being all high society over there. I’m studying to be a doctor, you know.”

Ilia and Weiss turned to lean down just a little. They both seemed to be of equal mind that they didn’t want to get too close, but also felt strange standing fully upright. Gloved fingers twitched the fabric aside-

Weiss closed her eyes. This was too strange for her. What were they doing?! Showing off someone else’s body for fun? It went against everything she had ever been told growing up, and even though she had been questioning a lot of that lately, this was too far, too suddenly. So indecent!

“Weiss,” Yang whispered. “You can tell us to stop, you know.”

“Ohhhh,” Ilia was saying on her other side. But Coco didn’t seem to be concerned with Ilia’s reactions.

“Schnee, if you’re not gonna look, there’s no point in doing this. Poor Velvet got up on this table just for you, and this is the thanks she gets?”

Grunting in annoyance, she turned to look down… and her breath caught.

Velvet Scarlatina had a lovely example of the female anatomy. She hadn’t known what she expected to see, or how she expected to feel about seeing it - this couldn’t actually be happening to her! A half-naked woman was on display for all to see, should they get curious enough to wander over to their table! Did this really happen so frequently in Shopkeeper’s that nobody cared?! Still, the delicate little pink petals were as beautiful as many flowers she had seen in nature, glistening with dew as if seen in the first light of morning. A sparse patch of brown hair above the area reminded her of dandelion fluff somehow. The temptation to lean in and inhale deeply rose within her, but she suppressed that; it definitely wouldn’t smell like an actual flower.

“Better,” Coco said, voice more seductive, and the spell was broken. When she glanced around at the others, she saw Yang was looking out of passive interest, but Blake was watching Yang instead. That was interesting. Ilia, of course, was staring at the pink folds in wonder as she herself had been doing a moment ago.

“Well?” Velvet asked with a slightly bemused smile.

“W-well, it’s a vagina,” Weiss said dismissively. “And a nice one, of course! But n-nothing I haven’t seen in an anatomy textbook.”

“I haven’t,” Ilia admitted, clearly even shyer. “I’ve never even looked at my own in the mirror.”

“Really?” Weiss asked, slightly surprised. When they glanced at each other, they both felt a little self-conscious; only now did they realise how close they were and what they were doing. “O-oh, I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s alright. This is, um… not what I thought I would be doing tonight.”

“You’re telling me!” They both chuckled before turning back to look.

“Glad I have your attention,” Coco deadpanned. “Now this… is the labia majora.” One fingertip traced along the peach-hued skin around the folds themselves. Velvet shivered but that was the extent of her reaction; as Weiss suspected, she was used to this sort of treatment. “The mons pubis.” Up to the thatch of brown hairs, through them, and then all the way down below her opening completely. “The perineum.”

That one did make Velvet shiver. “Coco, I t-told you not to tease me down that far in f-front of other people…”

“I wasn’t going further,” she promised her, giving her a brief kiss on the forehead to reassure her. Weiss was completely certain she meant going down past said perineum to her anus, but that was silly. No one would bother touching anyone else there. “Now, I’ll need a volunteer.”

“Hey, you said we didn’t have to do anything!” Weiss reminded her.

“Not directly. I need someone to hold her open very slightly. You can both use one hand apiece.” Coco’s hands pressed into the skin on either side of Velvet’s opening, pulling just a little to demonstrate. “Yang, do you want the honours instead?”

“That’s alright,” she chuckled, hand gently resting against Weiss’s back. “Let the new blood have the fun.”

So Ilia and Weiss each used a hand to tug to one side. It was a strange experience, touching another woman so close to such an intimate area. Warmer than she expected somehow. Velvet sighed in distant pleasure from feeling two foreign hands on her body. Ilia gulped, glanced up at Blake as if for approval, then pointed her eyes back down when she was pointedly ignored.

“Now this… is the labia minora.” Coco’s finger caressed over the petals, and Velvet could no longer suppress a soft moan. “And contrary to popular belief, this is the vagina. Not the whole thing; just this opening here and what’s inside. The outside part is called the vulva.”

“Ohhh,” Ilia breathed. Weiss had known that much, even if she had only seen black-and-white diagrams before. “So… okay.”

Leaning over, Weiss muttered in her ear, “Can you believe we’re doing this?”

“No! But I don’t want to miss anything!”

“Ready to move on?” Coco asked, even though she was currently stroking up and down Velvet’s soft lips, prompting more little noises from her. “Alright, we’re almost done. One last thing, and this is very important.”

Two of her fingers reached down and began to gently hitch up a small fold of skin at the top. It revealed something Weiss technically knew existed but had forgotten about completely.

“OooOOOooh,” Yang cooed theatrically, as if it were the unveiling of a Christmas tree or similar.

“This is the clit,” Coco said, ignoring her.

“Clit… you mean the clitoris?” Weiss leaned a little closer. “It’s so small; I thought it was larger than that.”

Shrugging as one finger moved down to touch the clit, Coco said, “All shapes and sizes. Mine’s a little larger, but not by much.”

“Looks like mine,” Blake affirmed for them, almost as if to reassure Velvet that hers was normal. The exposed specimen did glance up at her with a slight smile, even as she was writhing slightly from the stimulation.

“Mine’s way bigger,” Yang snickered. “Everybody jokes it’s because I’m such a dick. But… yeah, everybody’s different. Not really better or worse.”

Ilia was leaning ever closer. After a few seconds, she seemed to realise, and moved to one side. “S-sorry, you probably can’t see.”

“No, I can see,” she assured her, also leaning closer as they watched the finger begin to circle around the clit. “What’s this you’re doing now?”

“Getting her off.” A brief silence. “You know… making her come?” Nothing. “Orgasm?”

“Oh.” Her cheeks coloured a bit more. “Ohhhh. Should we… leave you to it?”

“No, this is part of the lesson.” As Velvet’s hips began to squirm, she went on, “If you can do this with your tongue or finger, you’re definitely going to get your girlfriend off. Well… some girls actually get off from internal stimulation more than this, but the clit is almost always the magic button. Don’t forget about it.”

Ilia licked her lips, as if she could barely restrain herself from acting on her urges. Weiss felt no such compulsion to participate. It was definitely thrilling, and she could feel that tingle return that she had managed to suppress. But she was fine with leaving this up to Velvet’s Dragon.

“You look like you want to move to hands-on,” Coco said to Ilia.

“Huh? N-no, I didn’t… well, I’m curious, but it’s not Velvet that I…” Her eyes flicked up to Blake again, but she turned them back downward right afterward. She really was trying not to be as obvious as she was. And failing.

“I definitely don’t care,” Blake told her without any hesitation. “Of course, if Weiss wanted first crack at it…”

“Stop teasing,” Weiss sighed. “You know I’m not going to try this on Velvet.” At the last two words, Blake and Coco grinned and elbowed each other. “Or at all! Do you have to take everything I say the worst way possible?!”

“Best way, you mean,” Yang purred into her ear, and she melted completely. She was the only one who could cut through her prudishness and sense of decorum like a hot knife through butter.

Meanwhile, Ilia was touching Velvet with her other hand now. Not very much, just testing how things felt under her fingertips. Coco was still working at her clit, but she was also making a lot more of an effort to lean down and kiss Velvet’s face. Reassuring her girlfriend that she hadn’t forgotten their relationship just because they were engaged in a “group activity”.

It didn’t take much more coaxing before Ilia started going down on her. Coco and Blake gave pointers, since they could see what she was doing from their perspective, and she adapted as best she could. Weiss had to turn away several times to regain her composure; this was definitely not a normal school night.

“NNhh!” Velvet finally began to moan some minutes later. “Ilia?”

“Yes?” she asked, out of breath.

“Fingers… in?”

“Alright,” Coco encouraged her when she saw Ilia’s deer-in-the-headlights look. “So you want to insert two fingers, and you want to do it perpendicular to her thigh. Not straight down or straight up, but straight in. Want me to show you first?”

When Ilia nodded, Coco leaned far over her girlfriend and demonstrated with her index and middle fingers, sliding them into the wetness. The squelching sound made Weiss cover her eyes again for a moment, and the urge to flee the room entirely was quite strong. But the moaning and the quiet “Ohhhh” from her fellow pupil did make her look again.

“This is so wrong,” she breathed as she watched the gloved fingers sliding in and out of Velvet’s body.

“A little,” Yang admitted in a soft voice, still stroking Weiss’s back. She had noticed the hand slid down to her rear end once or twice, but had made no comment and gave no reaction. “But she’s doing it right, so at least she’s gonna make a great doctor.”

Ilia had been alternately gazing in longing, and nodding as she committed this or that aspect to her memory. Then she said, “Can I try?”

“Sure.”

Hands were traded. Velvet moaned much louder when she felt Ilia inside of her - probably because it was someone new rather than the technique being any better or worse than Coco’s. This went on for another minute of writhing and panting. Taking the initiative on her own, Ilia lowered her mouth to the clit and went back to work, doing her best to bring her more pleasure. And within a few more seconds…

“AH!” Velvet cried. “I’m… it’s g-going to…”

“Keep it up, Amitola,” Coco encouraged her as she pet along her love’s hair. “Don’t quit on us now!”

Weiss watched as everything continued. When Velvet’s back arched and she cried out in sheer pleasure, Ilia started and glanced up at them. “It’s- something’s happening! It’s grabbing my fingers!”

Laughing a little, Coco encouraged her, “Don’t stop. Just finish her off first and then I’ll explain.” She got back to work. Not long after, Velvet flopped down in a puddle of sweat, and Coco nodded. “Alright. So that was her orgasm. For some women, the inside of the vagina kind of clamps down during the finish; most of us, really. It’s totally normal, and a great sign that you were succeeding.”

“I was?” Flushed with her success and her efforts, she glanced over at Blake, who merely shrugged. Her cheeks were a tiny bit pink, but she was doing a good job of playing it cool. “Wow… I m-mean, this is good, right?”

“Very good, if you want to date women. Probably not of much use if you don’t, though you could try training a man to do it for you. Not that they’re much good at that…”

Nodding her agreement, Blake looked back up at Weiss. “So, any thoughts?”

“What thoughts am I supposed to be having? I just watched a stranger do unspeakable things to one of my friends’ girlfriends on a restaurant table!”

“Yes, but did you learn anything that could be of use?” Her head nodded toward Yang, who was shaking her head and laughing.

“Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t. But I’ll at least inform you that I’m a very good student.”

While Blake and Coco were laughing, and even Velvet was snickering slightly, Ilia withdrew her fingers and caused her laughter to turn into a quiet sigh. Then she pulled her underwear back into place over her and patted the sensitive organ through the fabric.

“Thank you,” she made sure to tell Velvet.

“Of course. I’m… I’m glad you liked it. Always kind of self-conscious when someone new is messing about down there.”

“Don’t worry, I… I liked poking down there with you,” she told her earnestly. They were definitely sharing a brief moment between them, and Coco, her actual girlfriend, didn’t mind. It was crazy.

“Your body is lovely,” Weiss made sure to tell her with a polite smile. “And… well, I can’t pretend I wasn’t at least a little stimulated from watching, even if I’m not sure any of this was necessary. I already knew where all those things were from class!”

“I didn’t,” Ilia reminded them.

“Most students don’t,” Coco told her with a friendly pat on the shoulder as Blake helped Velvet down. “Pretty normal, to be honest.”

Just then, as Ilia was looking relieved and very distantly pleased with her own efforts, Emerald and Cinder returned from the bathroom, their hair dishevelled. “What did we miss?” Emerald asked.

Everyone else burst into laughter. Even Ilia, despite being the one least welcome at that table. Maybe that could begin to change at last.

#princess and the dragons #freezerburn fanfic #rwby fanfiction #1950s au #rwbyremnants #nsfw-Text

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DanganRWBY Chapter 1 - A Push in the Right Direction

It marks the next day of being in the world of kill or be killed. As Ruby desperately tries to find the mechanism powering the forcefield around the academy, tensions suddenly rise to a boiling point, only to be made worse by a sudden announcement from Beochi. Are they really trapped here until someone dies?

(I told you I’d post it today! Yeah, I’m sorry about such the long wait again. I kinda lost motivation for this for a while and finally got it back yesterday. But yeah!)

(Please send in asks/predictions! You don’t have long left until the first death, so you’d better hurry up your guesses! *evil laugh*)

DING-DONG! DING-DONG! DING-DONG!

“Huh- wha-?”

Ruby pulled herself up from the covers, half expecting to look down and see Weiss telling her to wake up or she’ll be late for class.

But then she remembered she wasn’t in a room with Weiss.

And that she wasn’t even in her bunk-bed.

And that she wasn’t usually woken up by a doorbell.

And that she and her friends were put into a scenario where they had to kill each other to leave.

The doorbell kept ringing.

DING-DONG! DING-DONG! DING-DONG!

“SIIIIIIIS!” Yang called out from the other side of the door, not slowing down for a second on the doorbell. “WAKE UP, SLEEPYHEAD!”

“Okay, okay, okay!” Ruby got up to her feet, still a little disoriented and half-asleep, before pulling her hood on, quickly fixing her hair and opening the door.

Yang stopped and stepped back, as if surprised by how quickly she opened the door.

There was a pause.

Yang raised her hand up and rang the doorbell again.

“OKAY I GET IT.” Ruby exclaimed. “Can you PLEASE stop ringing the doorbell!?”

“Alright, alright. Just wanted to make sure you were fully awake is all.” Yang replied with a devious smile. “So, you coming?”

“Coming?”

“Downstairs! To the dining hall. Weiss and Blake are down there. Team JNPR too! Ren’s making tea I think...” Yang put her hand to her chin. “It’ll give you a chance to go over your plan and get some more ideas.”

“Plan?” Ruby asked, before remembering the idea she had the night before. “Oh, the plan! With the forcefield!”

“Yeah, that. Also, after everything that happened yesterday, you need to relax.”

Ruby raised an eyebrow. “Kinda hard to relax when there’s a tiny Beowolf robot thing trying to get us to kill each other.”

“...Touche. Are you coming or not?”

“Yeah, yeah. Hold on.”

Ruby quickly fixed her hair and adjusted her hood, before stepping out of her room and closing the door.

“Yeah, let’s go.”

“It’s about time you guys showed up!” Nora called out, waving from the table.

“Yeah, yeah...” Ruby shyly flicked some of her hair behind her ear. “Did I miss anything?”

Weiss shrugged. “You didn’t.”

One of the many tables in the dining hall had been set up for them; with Team JNPR on one side, and Blake, Weiss and two empty chairs on the other. A Mistrali-style teapot was placed near the top end of the table, and eight small cups had been laid out at each person’s place.

“Whoa,” Yang said, impressed, as her and Ruby made their way to sit down. “Did you get all of this stuff from the kitchen?”

Ren nodded. “Yes, there are an array of supplies in the kitchen in order to keep us from malnourishment.”

“Huh. For someone who wants us to die, they sure want to keep us alive.”

“You sure that’s what he wants?” Jaune asked. “I mean, if Beochi wanted to kill us, why would he bother with putting us in this ‘killing game’ thing? Wouldn’t he have just gotten his hands, or claws, or whatever they are, dirty himself?”

“I don’t think any of us are sure of what he wants.” Blake replied.

“But Jaune DOES make a good point.” Weiss pointed out. “His objective isn’t for all of us to die, it’s for us to go along with whatever this killing game is supposed to be.”

“But we aren’t!” Ruby said hopefully. “We just gotta wait until help arrives. I mean, the authorities or the Atlesian guard or whatever are bound to notice at some point! All we gotta do is wait it out until they arrive.”

“That’s if Beochi doesn’t, y’know, try to make us by force.” Yang said, tracing along the rim of her cup with her finger.

“Huh?”

“Think about it. He obviously wants us to play this killing game, but right now we don’t want to. Who’s to say he isn’t gonna throw something in to make us try to kill someone?”

“What, like some kind of motive?” Nora asked.

“Yeah, like a motive. He’ll probably say something like...Oh, I don’t know…‘whoever kills someone first gets a lifetime supply of pancakes’.”

Nora’s ears perked up.

Ren sighed. “Nora, it’s just an analogy.”

“Aw...”

“But you see what I mean?” Yang continued. “Since we’re so against killing each other right now, he’s most likely gonna give us some kind of incentive to try and kick-start the game or something like that. I mean, he went to all this trouble, so I doubt he’d want his efforts to go to waste.”

“Yeah, well incentive or not,” Ruby said determinedly. “We’re not gonna kill each other! I mean, we’re friends! We’ve been through a lot together! Sure, team SSSN, Penny, Emerald and Mercury only got here not too long ago, but we still trust each other, right?”

“Of course.” Jaune said, quickly shoving his scroll into his pocket. “I mean, it’s not like he’s gonna say some kind of trigger word that makes us want to kill someone else, right?”

“Exactly.” Pyrrha seconded. “No matter what he tries, he cannot tear apart the bonds we already have.”

“Yeah!” Ruby smiled.

“Now that that’s out of the way,” Ren lightly tapped against the teapot with his forefinger. “Would you two like anything to drink?”

“O-oh! Yes, please!” Ruby nodded.

Yang gave a thumbs up. “Yeah, same here.”

Ren smiled a little, before pouring some tea into Ruby and Yang’s cups. Ruby had almost immediately lifted her cup to her mouth when Ren raised his hand.

“Ah.” He warned swiftly. “It’s still very hot.”

“Oh.” Ruby replied, taking a few seconds to blow a little on her tea in the hope of cooling it down.

“Does that even work?” Nora asked skeptically.

Blake shrugged. “It can.”

After a few more seconds of blowing, Ruby drank a little of her tea, before sighing and putting her cup down.

“Ahh...Thanks, I really needed that.”

Ren nodded. “No problem.”

“So back to the matter at hand.” Jaune said, raising his finger. “Your plan. To disable the forcefield surrounding the academy, right?”

Ruby nodded. “Yeah, if we can find what’s powering it.”

“Going by what Scarlet said last night, it has to be kept active by some kind of mechanism using hard light dust or something.” Weiss added. “Hard light dust is manufactured directly in Atlas and is pretty difficult to obtain, so I’m mainly confused as to how that thing got it...”

“Well, Blake did say that there had to be someone controlling him, right?” Nora asked, which Blake confirmed with a nod. “Maybe whoever’s controlling him got it from the SDC.”

Weiss’ eyes narrowed a bit when Nora brought up her family’s dust company, before quickly softening as she continued.

“Regrettably, you do have a point...” She said thoughtfully. “Beochi appears to run on some form of artificial intelligence. Someone who had the Lien to create something on that level must have enough Lien to make the mechanism powering the forcefield.”

Ren nodded. “That might be true-”

“Or maybe...” Jaune raised a finger up. “They stole it.”

Everyone stopped to look over at him. “What!?”

“Think about it.” He continued. “Sure, maybe they did have the Lien. But given that they’re using it to force us into whatever this killing game is supposed to be, it makes more sense that they just stole the dust, parts, and blueprints to put this whole thing together.”

Weiss shook her head. “That’s impossible! The Atlas security would have noticed all that going missing!”

Jaune shrugged. “Maybe they had a link on the inside, I don’t know! Point is they had some way to get all of this stuff! Who’s to say that they didn’t play dirty?”

Pyrrha hummed thoughtfully. “It would have been an extreme risk, but it sounds plausible...”

“We don’t know for sure right now, though.” Blake replied. “And it doesn’t look like we have a way of proving it.”

“Yeah, but why are we focusing so hard on the ‘how’?” Yang asked. “Y’know, when we should be focusing on the ‘where’.”

“As in where the heck this thing could be?” Nora asked.

“Exactly!”

“Hm...” Ruby thought for a bit. “There’s really only one place that comes to mind for me...”

“Where?” Jaune asked.

“I know it’s pretty obvious, but...”

Nora clicked her tongue. “...Well, that was a total bust.”

The elevator that usually took you to the top of Beacon Tower was completely boarded up.

“I’m sorry, it was the first place I thought of!” Ruby said defensively.

“Well, it makes sense,” Ren agreed, fiddling with the faded lotus flower in his hand.

“Yeah, but we can’t get inside.” Jaune gestured at the barricade blocking the elevator.

“That unfortunately means we can’t exactly check under the school building either...”

“Aaaahhh!” Yang cried out and threw her head back in frustration. “Dammit!”

“No need to get worked up-” Pyrrha said, trying to calm her down.

“There IS a need to get worked up!” Yang argued, her eyes flaring red a little. “We can’t get to the tower, we can’t get to the basement, and there’s nowhere else I can think of where the little bastard would hide a dust machine!” She growled and clenched her fists in frustration.

“Oh, can’t get in there either?”

Everyone stopped and spun around to find that team CFVY had suddenly appeared behind them.

“AAAH WHEN DID YOU GET HERE!?” Ruby exclaimed.

“We’ve been here.” Fox continued. “For the past...Uh...” He quickly turned to Coco. “Cocohowlonghavewebeenstandinghere?”

She shrugged. “I dunno, three minutes-?”

“Three minutes!” He turned back over to them. “We’ve been here for the past three minutes.”

“Yeah, we tried the elevator yesterday.” Yatsuhashi pointed at the boarded up elevator. “For some reason, Beochi felt the need to barricade the entrance.”

“Maybe he just really doesn’t want us to get into the tower.” Jaune suggested.

“Probably.”

“Wait,” Yang asked. “Yatsu, couldn’t you have just, like...Ripped the barricade off?”

Yatushashi gave her a deadpan expression. “I don’t see you trying.”

Yang stopped. “Uuuhhh...”

“And besides, I already tried.”

“Oh.”

“Anyway,” Velvet started to ask. “What do you need to get to the tower for? After what Beochi said yesterday, I doubt that Ozpin is going to be in there.”

“We weren’t looking for Ozpin!” Ruby replied.

“Yeah, what were we expecting,” Jaune started sarcastically. “To find him sitting at his desk, sipping his mug of coffee or hot chocolate or...Whatever the hell’s in that mug?”

“I think it’s coffee,” Fox added. “It explains how he’s able to deal with so much of team CRDL’s BS-”

“Wait a second!” Ruby cut him off. “Fox, you just made me realise something!”

He raised an eyebrow. “Realise what?”

“Where are they?”

“Who, team CRDL?”

“Yeah! I know they’re total bullies, but...Where the heck are they?”

Fox was just about to reply, but stopped. The rest of the group exchanged confused glances with each other.

“That’s...Actually a good point.” He said.

“Yeah,” Velvet added. “There were loads of teams from across Remnant at the academy for the Vytal Tournament. But now,” She started counting the teams on her hand. “We have us, you guys, team SSSN, two more people from Haven, and that girl from Atlas.”

“And that number is a definite far cry from everyone that was here before.”

“Exactly!” Ruby said. “So where the heck are they!?”

“We can’t be sure for now...” Yatsuhashi put his hand to his chin thoughtfully. “But we should hope that they’re somewhere safer than this.”

“Except for team CRDL.” Fox added bluntly.

“Fox.”

Fox shrugged in response. “What? They’re pricks.”

“Anyway,” Velvet continued. “If you aren’t looking for Ozpin, then what’re you doing trying to get in?”

“Oh, uh,” Ruby replied. “It’s just part of the plan.”

“Plan?” Coco echoed, perplexed.

Team CFVY collectively gave her a confused expression.

Weiss leaned over to Ruby. “...I don’t think you told them about your plan.”

“O-oh, sorry!” Ruby continued. “Well, you know the forcefield, right?”

This earned them another collective confused expression.

Jaune gave them a disbelieving look. “...Don’t tell me they don’t know about the forcefield either.”

Ren sighed. “Evidently, they don’t…”

“Okay, less talky-talky.” Coco waved her hand dismissively. “More explainy-explainy!”

“Is that even a word-?”

“Can one of you PLEASE just translate?”

“Right, right, okay!” Ruby said. “Uh...How do I put this simply-?”

“There’s a hard-light dust powered forcefield surrounding the academy.” Blake answered, completely deadpan.

“Blake!”

“What? They needed to know.”

“Waitwaitwait,” Coco replied. “A forcefield?”

“Yes, unfortunately.” Ren nodded. “Nora and I found it yesterday.”

“Yeah, and according to what that Sage guy said last night,” Nora seconded. “It surrounds the whole building.”

Yatsuhashi’s eyes narrowed in concern. “That sounds bad...”

“Wait, which one’s Sage again?” Fox asked.

“That guy in team SSSN.” Ruby replied. “Y’know, the green one?”

Fox gave her a completely deadpan expression.

It took Ruby a few seconds to realise why.

“O-oh, sorry…!”

Yang decided to pick it back up. “The one that sounds like he read an entire encyclopedia at age five?”

“Oooohhhh.” Fox recalled. “That guy.”

Yang shrugged. “Wouldn’t be surprised if he actually did, though.”

Ruby still looked embarrassed at her earlier comment. “Sorry about what I said earlier...”

“It’s fine.” Fox replied casually.

“Though I’m surprised none of you have found it.” Nora continued. “I mean, it's right outside! It's massive, it's not like you can-” She stopped and trailed off when she noticed Fox out of the corner of her eye. “Miiiiiisssssssss...”

“No, go ahead.” Fox replied with a smug glare. “Finish that sentence.”

“Fox, please!” Velvet snapped.

Fox laughed nonchalantly in response. “Velvet, I’m just messing around.”

Her ears folded over in irritation. “You’d better be...”

“Okay, so there’s a forcefield surrounding the academy.” Coco affirmed, adjusting her sunglasses a little. “What’s that got to do with the tower?”

“Well, when we were talking about it with him and Sage last night,” Ruby answered. “Scarlet figured there was some kind of mechanism powered by hard-light dust keeping it active.”

“And you...Assumed it was in the tower?”

“Kinda...”

“It makes some sense,” Yatsuhashi replied. “As it is at the centre of the academy building. And it is where the beacon for the CCT is.”

“Actually speaking of,” Coco whipped her scroll out and began tapping on it. “There’s no signal.”

Ruby stopped in surprise. “Really?”

“Look.” She turned her scroll around to show her. The symbol in the corner of the screen which would usually be displaying how many bars of signal there are was completely empty. “Nothing. Nope. Nada.”

“Maybe Beochi put some kind of jammer up,” Weiss suggested. “To stop us from contacting the authorities directly.”

Ruby shook her head nervously. “That’s not good...”

Pyrrha, who had been silent up to this point, decided to comfort her.

“I wouldn’t worry. The authorities would have noticed something as large-scale as this by now.” She had a reassuring smile. “I doubt that we’ll be stuck in this game for much longer.”

Ruby eventually nodded. “...Y-yeah...”

“What do we do now?” Blake asked. “We know it’s not the tower, and we can’t get into the basement either.”

“Actually,” Yang started. “Have any of us actually been into the basement? Before all this I mean.”

Coco shook her head. “Nope. You have to input some kinda code to get down to that floor. God knows what’s in there...”

Yang shrugged. “Could be in there.”

“But then we have to figure out what that code is.” Ren answered. “And we don’t have Ozpin, or Goodwitch, or any of the teachers here to tell us.”

“So what’re we-”

“GUUUUUYYYYYYYYSSSSSS!!!!!”

“Huh?” The twelve of them stopped and turned around.

Sun was sprinting through the hall towards them. He stopped when he got close enough and started panting to get his breath back.

“What is it?” Ruby asked.

Sun raised a finger up. “Gimmieaminute...” He said breathlessly. “I’vejustbeenrunningforatleastfiveminutesstraighttryingtofindyou...”

Ruby stepped back. “What!?”

Sun took a deep sigh and looked back up, before finally noticing team CFVY were also there.

“Oh, and you guys are here too. Bonus.”

“Sun, can you just tell us what’s going on?” Pyrrha asked.

“Well, uh...” He said. “There’s kinda an emergency.”

“Emergency!?” Ruby exclaimed.

“Kinda! It’s not REALLY an emergency but it also kinda is- how the hell am I supposed to word this��?” He got back on point. “We just really need your help!”

“Wait, ‘we’!?”

“Yeah, it’s pretty urgent! Come on!”

“But we can’t do that!” Penny argued. “It’s not right!”

Scarlet sighed. “I’m just telling the truth. It’s up to you whether you accept it or not.”

Sun, followed closely by teams RWBY, JNPR and CFVY, arrived at the courtyard near the statue at the front of the academy building. The rest of the group were there, and it appeared something was going on.

Scarlet growled under his breath and put his hand to his head in annoyance. “Perfect...”

“Oh hey, you guys finally arrived.” Mercury addressed the group. “What the hell took you so long?”

“Hey, I sprinted for at least five minutes straight trying to find them!” Sun argued.

“And what exactly were they doing?”

“Something about a forcefield, a dust mechanism and the tower.” Fox answered with a shrug. “Which we can’t even get inside.”

“Cool.”

Penny turned around to face Ruby.

“Oh! Ruby! Perfect timing!” She pointed over at Scarlet. “Your friend started saying some very bad things...”

“I’m being honest.” Scarlet replied coldly.

“Bullshit!” Neptune exclaimed. “Like hell you are!”

“Guys, calm down-” Sage tried to say, but was cut off.

“Oh GOD, what did he say this time!?” Yang asked angrily.

“Oh, great...” Coco muttered, pushing her sunglasses up a little.

“Guys, guys!” Ruby said desperately, trying to act as the peacekeeper. “Penny, what’s going on?”

“He started saying a lot of bad things.” Penny answered.

“What’d he say?”

“He said that there’s no point trying to escape!”

“WHAT!?” Teams RWBY, JNPR and CFVY simultaneously exclaimed.

Ruby turned over to Scarlet, who bitterly rolled his eyes.

“Think about it.” He said. “We’ll be able to survive if we stay here without killing each other.”

“What, and take Beochi’s rule lying down!?” Yang shouted back.

“We’re not taking it lying down. I never said we were killing each other, learn to clean your ears out.”

“Scarlet, what’re you saying!?” Ruby asked, disbelieving of what she just heard.

“You heard me.” Scarlet replied, completely cold in his delivery. “That there’s no point in trying to escape the academy.”

Ruby still couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

“He’s been saying this bullcrap for a while now...” Sun explained. “Claiming that it was the truth or something. Penny was trying to convince him otherwise, so I decided to try and get you before it turned into a full-blown screaming match.”

“It’s NOT a claim…!” Scarlet argued, some heat entering his tone.

“Scar, calm down-!” Sage attempted to negotiate.

“THIS DOESN’T INVOLVE YOU!” Scarlet snapped back, in an unnaturally bitter tone.

Sage took a step back in surprise.

“He’s never argued with him like that before…!” Sun muttered in amazement.

“Hey, that was uncalled for!” Jaune challenged.

Scarlet turned over. “Oh, you really think so?”

Jaune growled a little and started to walk over.

Pyrrha grabbed his arm to stop him. “Jaune, don’t-!”

Jaune brushed her hand off. “Sorry, I need to do this.”

He stormed over to him, prompting Penny to dart over to Ruby’s side.

Scarlet nonchalantly placed his hand on his hip and gave him a cold stare.

“I know things seem bad now,” Jaune explained. “But things will get better, hopefully! The Atlas Military will-”

“Oh, the Atlas Military will show up? If that’s the case...” He spun around and gestured at their surroundings. “Then where. The fuck. Are they.”

“They’re...Uh...” Jaune attempted to come up with something. “...Probably busy with-”

“The entire academy is on lockdown and the teachers are missing. If I were head of the Atlas Military, that would be at the top of my list.” He pointed towards the empty sky. “But they aren’t here.”

Ruby was about to interject, but realised he had a point.

Yeah, this should be their top priority...So why aren’t they here?

“Face it, Arc.” Scarlet continued. “Nobody knows what’s going on. Nobody’s coming to help us. Hell,” He laughed bitterly. “They’re probably in fucking Vacuo for all we know!”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean we still can’t try!” Jaune argued.

“Oh really? How do you suggest we do that?” Scarlet asked sarcastically. “We have no signal, there’s a massive forcefield around the academy, but by all means!” He mocked. “Give us your answers.”

“Being pessimistic isn’t gonna solve anything!” Jaune desperately tried to argue. “We just gotta...Have hope or something!”

Scarlet’s eyes narrowed in frustration.

“Hope…?” He echoed, before suddenly laughing coldly.

His laugh seemed to make the already tense atmosphere even darker.

He walked over to Jaune with an evil smirk.

“Want to know what I think of your ‘hope’?

Before Jaune could reply, Scarlet suddenly kicked him in the side. Hard.

“Jaune-!” Ruby exclaimed in shock.

Jaune tried to get up, but Scarlet stomped on his chestplate to pin him down.

“Scar, PLEASE-!” Sage tried to get his attention, but Scarlet ignored him.

“Shut the fuck up and listen to me, Arc.” He hissed, applying more pressure on his chest. “Your ‘hope’ is bullshit. We don’t have any. There’s no point in trying to escape.”

Jaune tried to reply, but due to the force on his chest, all that came out was a strained cough.

“Scarlet, stop it!” Ruby pleaded desperately. “You’re hurting him!”

Scarlet stopped for a few seconds when he heard her. Jaune decided to use this as a distraction and shove Scarlet’s foot off of him.

“What the fu-!?” He crashed to the pavement when Jaune pushed him over. “NGH-!”

Jaune managed to pull himself back up.

“Scarlet, you’re taking this too far.” He reprimanded. “You can’t just give up like this!”

“Grr...” Scarlet pulled himself back to his feet. “Who said I was…?”

“You literally just said that! You basically said we need to take this sitting down!”

“All I said was that there’s no point in trying to escape. Because there isn’t. Your blind optimism just translated it otherwise.”

“Blind optimism!?” Jaune exclaimed. “You’re one to talk with your blind pessimism!”

“You son of a…!”

Scarlet threw a punch in his direction. Jaune anticipated and dodged it, before punching him in the face himself.

“Guys, stop it!” Ruby pleaded, but neither of them were listening.

Scarlet staggered back from the punch, before charging back over. The two continued trading blows and catching each other’s attacks.

None of the others could do anything to stop them. They just looked on in horror as the fight went on.

Suddenly, one of the speakers nearby buzzed to life.

“Ahem!” Beochi’s voice crackled out of the speaker. “Uh, testing? Testing?”

Scarlet and Jaune stopped, as the group looked in the direction of the speaker.

“Ah! Perfect!” He continued. “I can see that you’re apparently...Busy...With something, but I have an announcement to make! Head over to the amphitheatre on the double! All of you!”

The speaker hummed for a few more seconds before dying out.

“An announcement…?” Ruby echoed questioningly.

Scarlet growled under his breath, still in pain from the blows he received from Jaune. “Anything to get the fuck out of this...” He strutted off towards the academy building angrily.

“Wh- hey!” Jaune called out, also hurt from the fight. “Get the hell back here!”

But Scarlet was either ignoring him or was too far away to hear him, as he continued towards the academy.

Sage sighed in resignation. “I’d...Better go after him...” He turned over to Jaune. “Sorry about that.”

Jaune shrugged. “Don’t worry. It wasn’t your fault.”

“Mmhm...” He nodded halfheartedly, before running after Scarlet to the building.

Ruby and Pyrrha immediately went to Jaune’s side.

“Are you okay!? Did he hurt you!? Do you need me to help you walk back!?”

“I’m fine. Mostly...” Jaune replied. “Thankfully, it doesn’t look like he gave me any fractures. Ehe...”

Penny looked over to him guiltily. “It was my fault for provoking him. I’m very sorry!”

“It wasn’t your fault either.” He reassured. “I was the one who stood up to him.”

“Though what on earth was he thinking, saying that?” Velvet asked. “We can’t just give up...”

Fox whispered something to Coco about needing a play-by-play, to which Coco whispered a long account back.

His blank eyes widened. “God...”

“Tch...” Mercury shook his head, before looking over at Sun and Neptune. “Your teammate’s fucked.”

The pair didn’t reply, just looked at each other in resigned agreement.

“Shouldn’t we go see what this announcement thing’s about?” Emerald asked, pointing to the speaker that just addressed them earlier.

“Hm...” Ren said thoughtfully. “We might have to.”

Ruby looked over to Jaune. “Are you sure you don’t need any help walking?”

“Ruby, just ‘cause I’m not as good a fighter as the majority of the others here doesn’t mean that I’m totally weak.” He replied with a smirk. “I’ll be fine.”

Ruby gulped. “As long as you’re sure...”

“Oh, good!” Beochi clapped his hands together happily. “Everyone came for the announcement!”

“You did just blare that you wanted us out of a speaker.” Emerald replied.

Ruby looked over to Scarlet, who was standing near the corner of the room. A lot of the others – with the exception of Sage – had purposely decided to try not to stand too close to him. The sight alone made her uneasy.

“Well, duh.” Beochi answered. “I don’t think any of you would wanna miss this!”

His words cut her train of thought. “Huh? What do you mean?”

“Well, this is something you wanna hear!...Actually, two things.”

“Two things?” Jaune questioned.

“Firstly, it appears that some of you have found my weapon drops!”

“Weapon...Drops?” Ruby echoed.

“Eeeeeeyup!” Beochi nodded. “Y’know when you’re playing a zombie game and you find a weapon on the ground? That’s basically what this is!”

Ruby recalled some of the events of the earlier day.

“Is that was that cleaver was we found in the kitchen?” She asked.

“Yeah,” Velvet added. “And those kunai that Yatsu and I found?”

“Exactly!” Beochi answered chirpily. “I mean, why ask you guys to kill each other, without actually giving you a method of killing each other? That’s like asking a chef to bake a pie without giving the poor guy a recipe book!”

“That’s completely different!” Yang argued.

“Really? How?”

“Because that example doesn’t involve murder!”

“Aaaand saying that magic word brings me to point número dos!”

“What,” Yang asked. “‘murder’?”

“Of course!” He nodded. “That’s why you’re here, after all.”

“But I already said!” Ruby challenged. “We’re not going to kill each other!”

“Oh really?” He gave her a condescending glare. “Good to see you still have your fire, Little Red.” He flashed her a sharp-toothed grin. “So that’s why I’m giving you all a motive.”

Ruby froze. “Motive?”

She recalled something Yang said earlier that day.

“So...” Ruby asked. “You’re going to say something to try and get us to kill each other?”

“Of course!” He replied. “I mean, I set this whole thing up, and you don’t even try to kill each other! The closest thing we had was just now,” he glanced at Scarlet and Jaune. “And nobody even got injured! Points for trying, though.”

Ruby glared back at him. “Whatever! You can’t say anything that’ll make us to kill each other! That’s a fact!” She gestured around at the others around her. “We’re all friends! We work together! And nothing is gonna change that!”

“Ya think so?” Beochi asked. “That’s why I’ve decided to use your so-called close-knit bond to my advantage.

His words made Ruby take a step back.

“Wh-what…?”

“Yup!” Beochi smiled. “I’m introducing a two for the price of one motive!”

His yellow eye flashed with an evil glare.

“If someone manages to kill someone and get away with it within the next 24 hours, they – and anyone here of their choice – will be allowed to leave the academy!”

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kadinnova · 6 years

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You know I’m nosy so uh literally everything for the soft asks

Jeez love

Blankets: Have you been in love? Noooooo never *obvious sarcasm as i point to my two girlfriends and datefriend*

Stuffies: How did you meet your best friend? I met Ryan ( @ubdq-not-mxolh ) in 6th grade. He claims he started talking to me in the hall when he saw me with a warrior cats book, but I swear we met properly when me, him, and my other friend Peter all raced towards the warrior cats books on the first day we were allowed to check books out at the school library.

Fluffy Pillows: What happened in your most recent dream? Honestly I don’t remember much about last night’s dream, aside from the fact that I was in a house watching some odd tv show with one of my irl friends.

Scented Candles: How do you relax? I really like reading, cooking, and stimming to calm me. Music also helps me relax.

Gem Stones: What’s your birthstone/favourite stone? My birthstone is emerald, and my favourite stones are rose quartz, fluorite, charoite, and amethyst!

Pyjamas: Describe your favourite pyjamas! It’s a fairly long white shirt with a black area on the chest, with “ALL I NEED IS WIFI” printed in vapourwave-like gradient letters inside the black area.

Fuzzy Socks: What’s your favourite movie? A three way tie between 50 First Dates, Serendipity, and Rent!

Kittens & Puppies: Name of your pet or your ideal pet? I have a pet fish named Flame

Laughter: What’s the funniest joke you’ve heard? I’m bad at remembering jokes so imma skip this one whoops. Just ask @imbludabadedabadi , they have a lot that make me crack up laughing.

Mittens: Do you like the snow? HELL YEA BABEY!!

Hot Coco: What’s your favourite Starbucks drink? Pretty much anything with salted caramel tbh.

Soft Kisses: Describe your OTP. Hmmm. They started off hating each other, barely able to stand being in the same chat. He was red, he hid his emotions out of fear of being ridiculed. He was grey, he hid himself away, fearing for his life. They eventually saw that they weren’t so different, that they both had so much to hide and so, so much to lose. They started off looking for a cause good enough to die for, but instead found in each other one hopeful enough to live for.

Rainy Days: What do you do on a rainy day? Hide under my blanket and put my music on max.

Flower Petals: What’s your favourite flower? I absolutely adore roses!

Cotton Candy: What’s your favourite candy? Again, anything caramel or mint or milk chocolate

Bubble Baths: Your favourite memory? Uhhhhhh probably ones of hanging out with my friends tbh. It doesn’t happen often, so I really cherish the times that it does.

Wooly Scarfs: What song do you think relates the most to you? Everything’s Alright by Laura Shinihara, Stuttering by Ben’s Brother, and Stray Italian Greyhound by Vienna Teng

Roasted Marshmallows: Your camping with friends! Describe the forest you’re pitching your tent in. A bit of an odd question? I guess I’d like to go somewhere near a lake for swimming, a place with a lot of flowers and trees.

Bird Songs: Name 5 things you love. Music, stim toys, and my dates

Old Books: Do you read? If so, what’s your favourite book series? The Inheritance Cycle continues to be my favourite book series e v e r

Warm Hugs: Who would you love a hug from right now? @imbludabadedabadi

Clouds: What’s the best shaped cloud you’ve seen? I saw one that looked exactly like a honey badger one time! It was great! I love honey badgers.

Fae: Describe yourself as a fairy. A chubby, well-dressed fairy knight with alabaster skin, chestnut hair, and blueberry eyes.

Holding Hands: What was the name of your first love? Taylor, a girl I first met in kindergarten. If you mean first date, then a girl named Kayla (well Micaela, but everyone called her kayla)

Cupcakes: Favourite cupcake flavour? Plain vanilla cake with chocolate icing. I’m boring, I know.

Tealights: Describe a romantic date perfect for you. I would love a date where we just go and hang out. Go to the park and goof off, and when we get bored there, go explore local shops and coffeehouses and bookstores.

Gardens: What’s the sweetest gift you’ve received? I honestly don’t know? It’s a bit of an anticlimactic end to this ask game, but I genuinely can’t pick just one.

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Carmine: I sign this and... then what?

Emerald: Then we go find your cute, little girlfriend, rekindle your love, you tell us about the Crown, and we all live happily ever after.

Carmine: And if I refuse?

Emerald: Well, that's called treason, and the punishment for that is... Well, have you ever heard of the Mistrali punishment, "The Tub"?

Carmine: R-Right! The Crown! Sure! Uh, where do I sign?

Watts: (Kicks in the door) So, you think you're tough, do you?! Well, I'll show you just how tough you really are! I am the dog who will rip your tongue out of the cat's mouth! Well?! Answer me, Mr... Uh... Is this interrogation room 2B?

Emerald: This is interrogation room 2C, Watts. She just agreed to help us.

Watts: Ah! Yes! Right! (Ahem!) Er, excuse me.

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Carmine: Should we stop them?

Emerald: In a minute. I want to finish my latte. It was nine lien. Nine! For a latte!

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Coco: Huntress Coco Adel, Shade Academy! I'm shuttting this arching down! I have reason to believe that your villain is in possession of an illegal weapon!

Carmine: Coco, it's... It's me.

Coco: Great. You're here, too. You listen to me, Rattler; you Crown cronies are scum! Honorless, gutless scum!

Emerald: Ugh! Would you just give her a chance?!

Coco: And who the hell are you, miss croptop?

Emerald: Excuse me? You listen to ME; you Ozpin school dog, I will kick your fat, trucker ass down this god damn street! I don't care if Carmine is spying on the Crown for us, set all this up, and is trying to get back together with you because I am going to kick! The shit! Outta you!

Coco: You're... You're a double agent? Why didn't you tell me-

Emerald: NONONO! Screw this happy ending shit! This bitch is getting a beatdown!

Cinder: Ah! C-Councilwoman, uh, Levis! I am so glad you are here! (Guides Emerald away) My little villain had an accident with his star gun!

Mercury: Uh, why don't you two get outta here? There's gonna be a lot of paperwork, so there's no need to ruin all our nights.

Coco: Well... There was that new store I wanted to check out. The boots looked tacky.

Carmine: Oh, it's not just the boots.

Coco: Really? Well, why don't you show me? (Walks off with Carmine)

Cinder: That was close... You could have lost your seat in the Inner Circle!

Emerald: You're right. I... You saved my life.

Cinder: No, I saved your job. I saved that woman's life. You would have kicked her ass!

Emerald: (Blushes) Thank you, honey..

#rwby #the venture bros #emerald sustrai #carmine esclados #snakeskin #mercury black #coco adel #cinder fall #emberald #arthur watts

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Celebrity Matchmaker (Part 3)

And the final contestant.

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The redhead took her place beside Blake, offering her typical, confident smile to the cameras and greeting the Faunus warmly. Thankfully, the remaining candidates liked the others quite a bit, negating any unpleasant bickering during the final weeks of the show. It was both a blessing and a curse; in previous seasons, the sniping towards the end as contestants tried to improve their chances by tearing down their competition revealed who was in it for the fame and glamour and who genuinely just wanted the romantic lead to be happy. Bereft of that, Weiss got the benefit of a calm run for the show in terms of squabbling at the expense of never really knowing if veiled unpleasantness lurked beneath the surface.

At least, in theory. To her mind, she'd seen more than enough to banish that doubt; Blake was exceptionally snarky until after breakfast and her morning tea and Pyrrha had absolutely no patience or appreciation for scary movies or pranks involving jump scares. She didn't consider either to be exclusively bad traits but they did show other sides to their personalities that Weiss probably wouldn't have guessed at otherwise. Certainly not enough to count either out as a viable prospect, both to the audience and to Weiss.

"It's good to see you, Pyrrha," Coco said, keeping the show moving right along, aiming to get through all the introductions before the first commercial break.

"And the same to you," the woman replied, her dazzling smile in place. "I'm so happy to have made it this far."

"This is probably the first competition you've entered where getting to the final stages wasn't practically guaranteed, huh?"

Although her expression tightened by just the barest amounts, both Weiss and Blake noticed the slight misstep in the host's words, but Pyrrha maintained her composure despite that. "I like to think that the competition portion took a backseat to getting to know Weiss, and the other contestants." Emerald eyes slid to the Faunus standing beside her briefly, who graciously nodded her head in agreement. "These past few weeks, I think, have proven that coming here was one of my best decisions, no matter how things turn out."

Another round of applause followed, with Coco stepping away for a moment to draw attention off the redhead. The movie star disliked the fact she had to stay in her assigned spot for the time being, unable to offer a soft word of encouragement to Pyrrha, but she could see out of her corner of her eye how Blake leaned over and said something. The tension in the woman's shoulders lessened, a thankful smile flashed towards the Faunus, and Weiss let loose a subdued sigh of relief. Soon, the whole spectacle would be over, and perhaps she could take a more direct approach in discouraging such remarks. It would be nice if others recognized Pyrrha for the three dimensional person she was rather than reducing her to the titles bestowed by others.

"And that brings us to the last but certainly not least of our contestants." Coco waved towards off stage. "Everyone, please, give it up for the rock star of the century, Yang Xiao Long of Vale!"

Weiss half expected smoke machines, pyrotechnics, and a full band to accompany the entrance, which would be par for the course when it came to the boisterous woman, but no. Instead, she simply strode into view, with her usually unruly mane held in check by a thin hair tie at her shoulders and an unusually small, modest smile on her lips. Her yellow tuxedo- and it was a true tuxedo, rather than a ripped or altered version- was perhaps a bit loud for just about anyone else, but for Yang, it seemed subdued, about as formal as the woman would go while still wearing her scuffed brown boots and an orange bow tie rather than her quintessential scarf. For the majority of the past sixteen weeks, the blonde had been nothing less than a constantly burning wildfire, boasting to anyone who'd listen and maintaining the high octane reputation she'd carried for the past several years.

It would be entirely untrue to say the persona was maintained for the purpose of the audience; although a good number of her fans tuned in each week to watch the rock star's antics in the manor, the puns, jokes, pranks, and volume were there whether or not the cameras were, too. Yang simply lived loudly, often racing from one thing to another, thoroughly enjoying everything she set out to do regardless of her inherent impulsiveness, but recent weeks had shown a different side.

She wasn’t just the Queen of Rock, an outlandish musician with a penchant for living life on the edge; she actually had a diverse array of domestic skills and an overprotective streak a mile long, and her usual ferocity just made the gentler moments stand out all the more clearly. Yang broke the rules habitually, earning more than enough speeding tickets to fund a new park or two, but sometimes, she didn’t do it purely for the thrills. Sometimes, she was just doing what she thought was best, and her priorities rarely, if ever, centered on herself.

Weiss’ head pounded, the increasing pressure just behind her eyes nearly forcing a grimace to her lips, but she managed to maintain a pleasant smile through the lunch regardless. Here, in week thirteen, the producers were keeping them on a tight schedule to increase the drama, scheduling more one-on-one time between Weiss and the remaining candidates. One would think that entertaining six people would be much easier than twenty, but it lead to longer segments that took up the entire day, often leaving her drained from so much interaction. Blake and Pyrrha made it easier- both were quieter, comfortable in silences and more than willing to allow them to develop much to the continued grief of the camera crew- but nearly everyone else would fill any silence with idle chatter, expecting her to do the same to pass the time. It might not be so bad, if it didn't feel like she'd had the same conversation twice already that day alone, and they were supposed to do a group activity before getting around to the remaining three.

Her headache throbbed with the reminder, threatening to evolve into a full blown migraine at this rate.

"Hey, Princess."

Weiss suppressed a sigh. She'd hoped to steal at least a few minutes to herself but turned, putting on a pleasant face as the blonde approached. "Yes, Yang?"

The blonde lacked her typical confident swagger while closing the distance, looking almost like she was walking on eggshells. The rock star knew how to make an entrance and treated the whole world as her stage but right then, in the hallway away from the camera crews, there was no ego on display, just a brow pinched together in concern and lilac eyes filled with worry, her voice lower, softer than usual. "You're not lookin' so good. You feelin' alright?"

"I'm fine," she replied, offering a tight smile. "Just a little headache. Nothing to worry about."

Yang hummed, nodding her head slightly. "So, in Weiss-speak, that means your head is killing you and you'd like to just lay down, but everyone's buggin' ya, huh?"

"That's not-"

"Weiss." One blonde brow arched as she crossed her arms over her considerable bust, cocking her head to the side. Her leather jacket creaked with the movement, the patches and holes no longer as concerning as they once were; the woman ran hot, much hotter than most, and only wore the accessory so she wouldn’t have to worry about her wallet falling out of her back pocket. Jeans or shorts, it didn’t matter- they were often in worse condition, and her pockets always seemed to suffer most. "Come on, babe, give me a little credit."

By all rights, it should be infuriating. Early on, it was- the pet names, the loud and brash demeanor, the jokes and teasing- but the rock star possessed a single ability that both surprised Weiss and made those early weeks more tolerable: she knew where to draw the line. She could read other people well, when she deigned to do so, and would cede the moment she became aware her antics weren't appreciated. Yang even apologized for her actions, if she liked the person well enough; for all the pranks she'd pulled in the manor thus far, only Pyrrha, Blake, and Weiss had been on the receiving end of such, but the blonde also wore her heart on her sleeve at all times. She rubbed a lot of people the wrong way, coming off as undeservedly cocky, and that caused friction at first that only abated when the movie star stepped in to put a limit on it. A spectacle was required for the sake of the audience but she could only take so much, especially when the cameras weren't rolling.

Yang respected that. Not with a grumbled, grudging acquiescence but with an honest apology, and she honored that throughout the weeks since. She still got loud and rowdy at times, but they'd all acclimated to each other, gotten used to those little quirks, and she could appreciate the disruptive behavior, too. There certainly existed no dull moments in the manor, so long as the blonde was around, and the puns were growing on her.

Very, very slowly.

"Fine. That's more or less accurate." She sighed, rubbing at her forehead and trying to will the pressure to lessen. "But we've still got-"

"Nuh uh. Whatever it is, it can wait." The rock star put a hand on her shoulder, the pressure firmly pushing her to turn and start walking towards the nearest staircase. "You're going to bed, right now."

Her protest, if it could be called that, included not moving quite as fast as the blonde would've liked while trying to persuade the woman otherwise. "Really, Yang, I can't-"

"You can and you will," she firmly said, squeezing at the shoulder in her grip lightly. "We've got nothing but time here, alright? You can take an afternoon off to rest."

"But- wait, no, stop!" Anything further she might've given in defense of sticking it out through the rest of the day crumbled into dust the moment Yang decided to take matters into her own hands, hooking one arm beneath the movie star's knees and scooping her up into her arms like she weighed nothing. "You can't be serious."

"Aw, c'mon, babe." The corner of her mouth lifted up into a smirk. "The whole reason you're here's to get swept off your feet, right?"

With a defeated sigh, she sagged against the blonde's chest. Despite her occupation requiring very little in the way of heavy lifting, Yang worked out almost religiously, even at the manor, and often cited her time hitting the heavy bag or running on the treadmill as prime inspiration time for her songs. She just had too much energy, too much zest for everything that life had to offer and too little self control to keep from taking all of it, so spending a few hours working up a sweat served more than a single purpose. It also made for a rather comfortable position, resting against hard muscle beneath a layer of soft fat, even if she would be a tad bit embarrassed to be caught being literally carried up the stairs. "I saw that joke coming and I didn't stop it. I clearly must be sick."

"Yeah, yeah." The blonde chuckled, easily navigating her way to the second floor and turning down a hall, towards the plethora of rooms. "You love my sense of humor."

Rather than confirm or deny that claim- because, honestly, she wasn't quite sure where she stood on that front at present, and she’d certainly fallen in love with the brash woman’s gentler side and even her more outlandish overtures- Weiss focused on the obvious issue at hand. "This isn't the way to my room."

"That'll be the first place they check!" The rock star stopped in front of her own quarters, backing into the door to open it rather than put her down, which actually won her a few points- she half expected for it to be kicked open instead. "I'm already done for today, so I can hang out in my room without anyone thinking twice about it. I'll just make up something about getting struck with inspiration and, boom, air tight alibi."

"We still have that game-"

"Screw the game; we can play tomorrow." Yang walked around the couch set in the middle of the anteroom- a bit antiquated for a design style, yes, but it provided for more 'intimate' encounters when the shot could be framed in a way that it appeared she was spending time in the actual sleeping area of a contestant, because a conversation held in a bedroom somehow had an entirely different connotation than one held in a sitting room- and knelt, setting the movie star down with care. She retrieved a blanket from somewhere and set it on the back of the couch, grabbing the remote for the television the couch faced and going back to close the door. There was a bit more moving around, the sound of the minifridge in the corner being opened and shut, plus the rattle of a pill bottle.

"Aren't you going to turn on the lights?" She made the offer out of politeness' sake; after a muttered curse from the woman as she navigated the darkened room, it became obvious that there wasn't quite enough light for her to see by without electrical aid.

"No; light's not a good thing for a pounding head." Eventually, the blonde made her way back to the couch, with a bottle of water and two aspirin. Both were offered to her without fanfare and Weiss harbored the strong suspicion that the woman only kept bottled water for others' sake. She'd certainly witnessed no proof that Yang drank from the bottles instead of the tap, at least, but she'd seen Pyrrha and Blake with water bottles before, and the blonde always had one to offer whenever they were outside for a segment. Where she got them from remained a mystery, seeing as the crew restocked the fridge and only took into account dietary limitations, not personal requests. It was supposed to be an added layer of tension, being bereft of ‘comfort food’, but the remaining women hadn’t seemed too upset by it. Those who complained were among the first to go. "Besides, you need to rest."

"And you'll, what, stand watch over me and discourage anyone who comes looking?" As much as she wanted to truly argue the plan, just being horizontal was doing wonders for her head. She could also feel the call of sleep, begging her to regain some of her lost energy.

Yang smirked. "I'll do you one better, if it's okay with you."

Weiss raised a brow in askance, hardly surprised when the blonde carefully joined her, pressing as far as she could against the couch's back and draping the blanket over both of them. Although she had a bigger frame and build in comparison, Yang had turned on her side so she took up as little space as possible and, once the movie star did the same, she found they could both fit and see the television with no trouble at all. The producers certainly spared no expense when it came to furnishing the living spaces for their contestants.

"There. Now, if anyone comes looking for you, I can pull the blanket up and they'll never even know you're here."

"I'll have to come out eventually," she said, though the heat from both of them being under the cover was already lulling her into closing her eyes, even as the television was turned on and the volume brought down to a dull mumble, whatever movie or show being played set in a dark world with muted tones. Despite being the only light source, it wasn't too terribly intrusive, and her headache began to calm from just lying still. "They aren't... going to just stop filming... you know that."

"Let me worry about that, Princess." Yang's voice, soft against her ear, reassured her, one hand resting on her hip lightly. "You just rest."

This was the part of the rock star that her fans didn't get to see, or saw so rarely that they thought considered the behavior atypical. Although the vibrant life of the party at nearly every hour, Yang could also be surprisingly calm, though in her own way. Like earlier, during their one-on-one segment, she must've sensed Weiss' discomfort then, because she effortlessly carried on the majority of the conversation in a quieter tone than her usual, seeing as they were seated side by side. At the time, she'd chalked it up to the chemistry of the segment- nearing the final weeks, everyone was seriously considering the finale, weighing whether or not their presence at this stage of the show warranted renewed effort or active sabotage- but she should've known better. Yang cared about people, especially those closest to her, like her genius engineer sister and her bandmates who were using the time away from the studio and the tour bus to relax and enjoy extended vacations, and somehow the movie star had found her way onto that list. Beneath the ridiculous jokes, groan worthy puns, and high energy antics, the rocker had the clever mind to phrase her monologues as if Weiss had prompted her and she didn't doubt the camera crews would run themselves ragged looking for her while Yang led them on a wild goose chase without even moving from the couch. She was that rare sort of extrovert who could run on solar power when engaging with an introvert, neither pushing for more interaction or leaving to seek it out, but finding a comfortable middle ground where she could fill the space between Weiss' replies with silly stories, odd conjectures, and all manner of idle chatter.

Honestly, she'd felt almost content enough to fall asleep during their segment earlier. Somehow, Yang had kept her words in a constant cadence, just a little slower than her normal speech, and the constant thrum of her voice saying words while her eyes said it was okay to stop listening had both saved her from a worse headache and made her want to just fall asleep to the sound of her voice. In fact, at one point, she might've actually started singing during their segment; it was a bit hazy towards the end, when the desire to sleep and the pounding in her head eclipsed nearly all else. Despite her best efforts, Weiss felt herself being pulled into slumber again now, but there were far fewer reasons for her to ignore the call this time around. It didn't matter how much of a lecture they earned from the producers; a little nap would be more than worth it.

She was almost asleep when she felt the gentle pressure against the top of her head, almost as if Yang had kissed her, and it made complete sense for the woman to kiss her good night. Weiss fell asleep with a soft smile, warm and content.

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