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palaceofpassion · 3 years

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MAY I stop Time?

A fic done for a friend! In which May lets her new semblance go to her head.

“Okay… okay I can do this.”

Here May rested, her body hanging above the man of her dreams, one of the many people of her dreams but still the only man. Her eyes gazed upon his delectable form, his toned form gained through months and months of hard work. His boyish face on the threshold of a chiseled deity. Nearly losing herself in his gorgeous blue eyes she felt her heart thump in her chest. Her beloved Jaune rested below her, his body glistening with the sweat of his hard labor.

Even as she lowered herself upon his lap he made no distinct movements, no signs of noticing her attempts. In fact he didn’t move at all, neither did the incredibly gorgeous women around him. Taking the time to handle her nerves she gazed upon the other six figures in the room. Her pulse raced in her veins as she stared at each of them, bare as the day they were born. Their bodies much like Jaunes were coated in a thick layer of sweat. And just like the man below her they made no special attention to her own depravity. None of them moved, not a single person besides herself were even aware, conscious of her actions.

Even as she pressed her virgin lips against the tip of his massive cock she couldn’t help but remember the day this all started. The day that she unlocked her semblance, what felt like so long ago was only a month. In that month she’d learned to control her powers, learned to use them to their best and make the most out of them. And what else would she do with them but enjoy her beloveds to their fullest. And here they all where, here they all sat around her.

Closing her eyes she pushed down, the memories of yonder days returning to her mind as she did so.

It had been any other day, May had been at the shooting range practicing her sniping, she wouldn’t let that Ruby girl show her up! Then out of nowhere one of the punks from Team CRDL decided it was a great idea to scare her, so they decided that they’d take a pot shot at her. In her surprise something happened, before the dust round hit her the world came to a halt, everything slowed till the bullet stopped right in front of her.

“Wha?! What’s going on?!” The normally quiet May couldn’t help but have a minor freak out when she realized the bullet that should have slammed her right in the face had stopped. After a moment it dawned on her, this was her doing! Excitement filled her breast as she stared at the bullet, completely forgetting about those jerks from CRDL. In her excitement she dashed out of the room, not even paying attention to any of the other students as she passed by. She only had a small group of people she wanted to tell, the most important people in her life.

With speed that would drive Ruby to envy she found herself in the Library, where she knew her special friends would be. Spotting them in the distance she made her way forward, the first coming to focus was her most beloved man. Jaune Arc, the only person who would go out of their way to talk to a wallflower like her. He’d gone out of his way to talk to her when no one else would at the beginning of initiation. Being teamed with him had done nothing but cause her near case heart attacks. She’d pretend not to stare when he’d come out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. She was only so strong though, weak willed as she was, she'd gaze upon his figure over and over. And believe her when she says he’d come a long way. She still held their first conversation dear in her heart, it was because of him that she’d been able to make such precious friends. She wouldn’t admit it, but she’d had many an erotic dream about the young blonde… though speaking of erotic dreams she knew she wasn’t the only one.

To his right, was quite possibly the single most gorgeous woman in existence. A beauty who made lesbians out of even straight women, Pyrrha Nikos. The all Star Champion, the invincible girl, the untouchable unapproachable or at least that’s what May used to think. If it hadn’t been for Jaune she may have never seen the real girl underneath, the one who was just as lonely as her, who only wanted to make friends. They both owed a lot to Jaune, and if she was being honest, Pyrrha was probably her biggest rival for his affection. At least she would have been if not for her also being a target of May’s pining heart. The woman was amazing, strong, powerful, glorious, gorgeous! But more than that she was just a girl, a sweet and loving girl that like herself was just happy spending time with her friends.

Then there was the girl to his left, the dark skinned beauty Ciel Soleil, her own partner. She hadn’t really known what to think of the girls when they first met. But now they were as thick as thieves, even if Ciel rarely ever spoke. She owed much of this to her previous two teammates, they’d taken the time to get everyone to sit and talk with one another. She knew that if they’d been left to their own devices then neither her nor Ciel would have taken the time to become friends. She would have surely regretted that decision. Despite her cold nature, May knew she cared in the end, she herself was an incredibly sweet woman who May couldn’t help but feel an affinity for.

To Ciel’s own left, there was Penny Poledina, her odd but rather fun friend who had come along with her Atlas. The two had originally planned to be partners, but because of Ciel accidentally running into May first those plans had become derailed. Things had worked out surprisingly well as Penny would visit the four of them frequently, becoming fast friends. May herself was surprised at how quickly Jaune had adapted to Penny’s inquisitive nature, he himself admitted to having seven sisters so he had grown to become rather patient. She was incredibly adorable, and May couldn’t help but feel her heart flutter every time the inquisitive girl spoke to ehr.

In front of them were sitting the other three members of their little friend group. One being the second year Velvet Scarlatina, a student who had somehow just kind of drifted into their little group. May couldn’t even remember when she first showed up, but she was now a full part of their group. And honestly she didn’t really mind her, though she saw the way she looked at Jaune, not that May could have blamed her. The girl herself was quite the beauty, her adorable ears expressed a lot of her emotion, and well May would be lying if she said she HADN’T stared at that nice plump rear of hers.

To her right was another odd one to join their friend group, Reese Chloris, she’d apparently been having issues with some of the girls from team NDGO, and Pyrrha happened to walk by. Not one to let things like injustice go unpunished, she stepped in and absolutely humiliated them. It was pretty obvious that Reese had originally joined by the simple virtue of her own lust and admiration towards Pyrrha. But as time went on she became a genuine friend with the group. May really liked her style, her mohawk was incredibly stylish, and her slim figure was one that May envied.

Then there was Weiss, the last member of their little group. Member of team RWBY, Heiress of the Schnee Dust Company, she will never let you forget that by the way. Or at least she wouldn’t have in the past. Weiss was honestly the most surprising member of their group, she’d been a pain in her posterior when they’d first met. Mostly because of how Jaune had been stricken by the young Heiress. May hadn’t been the only one bothered by this obviously, as Pyrrha despite giving Jaune the go ahead had come to dislike the attention that she had been given. Then there was the fact that she was quite mean when it came to turning down the young Arc. He’d only asked her out three times and yet she’d gotten terribly upset with him… she wished he’d been more forward with her or at least Pyrrha or Cie. Though things turned around near the dance, he’d realized that it wasn’t going to happen he apologized and even helped push that Neptune guy in the right direction. That ended up not working out, and well they’d become friends along the way.

She wouldn’t say that she was as fond of her as she was all the other girls, but for what it was worth she was very pretty.

Even in her excitement she didn’t yell out to them, she hated drawing attention to herself, she was quite literally a wallflower. Her parents had named her after a mayflower in itself. Though, as she drew closer she noticed something strange, they hadn’t moved even the slightest. That… that wasn’t normal, not even in the slightest. Her confusion grew as she drew closer, finally reaching them. Then she looked around… no one was moving, not a single person! “Wha..what?!” Fear seized her heart as she started to panic, had she done this?! Did she freeze everyone?!

“Please go back, please go back!” Closing her eyes she wished as hard as she could that this was just a dream.

“May?” She nearly jumped out of her large jacket, her one good eye opening wide as the other seven individuals watched her with concern and confusion. “When did you get here?” Jaune’s warm voice assisted in calming her nerves.

“I… uhm… I….” She wanted to tell them about her semblance, this was a big moment! But… but there was a part of her, concentrating once more she felt the world fall to a halt. “I… I did do this…” She’d stopped time! She wasn’t sure exactly how she’d do it, or what had brought this around. But this was amazing! Though… though sinister thoughts fluttered through her mind. Mustering her courage she walked in between her friends, taking a deep breath she leaned over towards Jaune. It was quick and small, but she pressed her lips against his offering him a small peck.

Pulling away she felt her face burn hot, embarrassment flowed through her. “I… I did it!” She couldn’t believe she’d done it, she couldn’t believe that she’d managed to kiss the boy of her dreams. Though one could hardly call it a real kiss, it would suffice for the time. She wasn’t quite brave enough, nor did she want to abuse these powers.

Moving back to her previous position she concentrated, time fell back in. “Uh, I… I just wanted to come by and study with you guys… if that’s okay?”

“Of course it is sweetheart.” Her heart fluttered in her chest as Pyrrha stared at her, her gorgeous emerald orbs peering into her ugly blueish grey. “We’d love to have you… though it is quite strange how you’d gotten here out of seemingly nowhere.”

“Yeah dude! Where did you even come from?” Reese’ question nearly threw her off.

“I uhm… I just walked over, maybe you guys didn’t notice me? I am really hard to notice. ” She didn’t mean to get down on herself, and she sort of prided herself in her unnoticeable status. But there was a part of her that really didn’t like it.

“No… no we would have noticed you. You’re always noticeable to us.” All of the girls nodded along to Jaune’s words, and once more May remembered why she loved these people. All of them, each and every last one of them. “So what brought you over here in a hurry?”

“I uhm I!” In her panic time stopped again, “oh no!” She’d need to get better control of that, still she watched everyone. Their lips puckered in worry for her, and then… then a thought hit her. She could do anything! Anything at all… so she made her move. Stepping to Weiss first she gulped, her heavy chest heaved beneath her thick jacket. Lowering herself she cleared the hair out of her vision.

With courage that can only be found from her new found abilities she pressed her lips against the Heiress. Just like her namesake she had a crisp icey taste to her, one that May would very much like to try again in the future.

Not delaying she pulled away with a small pop, running her tongue around her lips.

Next came Reese, the exotic girl proved to be quite the opposite, her lips had an earthy taste to them, it wasn’t bad, just completely different from Weiss.

Next came Velvet, May couldn’t help but giggle against Velvet’s lips which tasted like Carrot Cake. “Oh Vel~” Pulling away she couldn’t help but run her fingers through Velvet’s ears, running her nails through her thin fur.

Penny was next, copper, it tasted a lot like copper… and silicone? It was an odd combination! But she didn’t hate it, it was pleasant once she grew used to it and she may have dilly dallied a bit more than she meant to. She placed another gentle kiss against her forehead before moving onto Ciel.

She took a moment staring at her partners glossy chocolate covered skin. Oh god she felt her nerves fail as she grew closer. Unlike the other girls she made sure this one lasted, her lips pressed tightly against the timely strict girl and she kept them pressed for a while. She enjoyed her flavor most of all so far, it was a cool minty flavor one that sent chills down her spine. After reluctantly pulling away she moved over to Pyrrha.

Her heart fluttered thoroughly in her chest, like a drum beating rapidly she felt her heart about to explode. Mustering her courage she actually grabbed Pyrrha’s head. Puckering as much as she could she pressed her lips, spice and ginger filled ehr senses as she found herself unable to pull away from the exotically erotic woman in front of her. Running her tongue across her cherry red lips she couldn’t help but enjoy the woman’s plump lips.

Truly reluctantly she pulled away, her heart thumped louder and louder to the point she swore that she could hear it pumping blood in her veins. Turning towards Jaune she just went right in, her moist lips crashed against his. One minute, two minutes, three minutes she continued to kiss him, not even coming up for air her courage turned into a burning fire as she ran her tongue across his teeth. Pressing on she slipped into her mouth, by this points he was basically tongue fucking him. She lost count for how long she’d been doing so but she now knew his taste intimately! Thick ropes of drool rippled down as she pulled away, her tongue slipping out of his mouth last. “So goooood~” She wanted more, needed more! She could always feel the power going to ehr head, but she didn’t care! For now though… she needed to keep things under control.

Pulling back she made sure to take her original spot, giving herself time to calm her beating heart she finally allowed time to return. She’d nearly missed it, but several of the girls, and Jaune, had quickly pressed their fingers across their lips. Velvet herself had slipped her hand across one of her rabbit ears. Once more time stood still, and a sudden realization hit her, “They can feel it… they can’ feel everything…” This should have scared her, should have terrified her, but it didn’t, instead it excited her, it sent powerful urges and lit a strong desire inside of her chest.

Once more taking the time to calm herself, she let time flow again, “I… I just wanted to see you.” Despite her meek tone she felt far more courageous than she’d ever felt. The fire that lit in her soul wouldn’t burn away, not for a long long time. For now though, she’d take the time to practice, to truly get used to her powers.

“Uh… well come and sit down!” It was obvious that Jaune was trying to get over the strange sensation in his mouth, but bless him for still thinking of her.

A small smile crossed her lips as she sat down with the group, this really was the good life and she wouldn’t trade it for anything… but she wanted more… wanted more with all of them. It was small, but she knew what she would do.

The sun hadn’t even risen by the time she’d woken the next morning, the excitement of the previous day had truly gotten to her and in her excitement she’d found sleep hard to come by. Even Pyrrha, Ms. Wakes up before the crack of dawn, was still slumbering, “Mmm~ Jaune not in front of the others~”

A smile slipped past her lips as she listened to their Vice Leader talk in her sleep, it was a good thing that Jaune was such a deep sleeper. Though she’d have to talk to Pyrrha about that one day, the girl’s thirst was unquenchable, not like she could blame her. Jaune was quite the wonderful boy, she’d had quite a few dreams about him as well.

Though… speaking of the boy, her eyes glanced over at his resting figure. The soft silver light of the moon illuminated his lithe figure. As her eyes trailed down from his face, to his chest she felt a knot grow in her throat. Apparently Pyrrha hadn’t been the only one to have an erotic dream that night, with only the moon’s light casting upon him she could still make out his impressive mast standing at full attention.

Once more she had that sickly thick feeling bundle in her chest, her breathing grew heavy. Without thinking she slid off her bed, with light steps she made her way over to him..

Activating her semblance the world grew still. Her core grew slick as she drew closer, trickles of warm juices began to run down her inner thigh. Before she knew it she was already by his side, her hand gingerly pressed against his thick hard member. Even covered by his rather soft onesie she could tell just how massive it was, excitement began to boil in her core.

As her gaze fell to his slumbering face she felt herself awash with shame. Was she about to do this? This was an invasion of privacy! Jaune would never do that to her… but… but this could be her only chance… the only times he’d ever get to actually see it. Then she looked back towards his towering member, she was so very weak. Pushing past her hesitation she slipped her right hand up his surprisingly firm chest. Her fingers slowly pinched upon the zipper, the zipper that held her long desired treasure.

And without even the slightest bit of hesitation or a second thought she slid the metallic key downwards. As she slowly pulled on the last lock to her goal a thought occurred to her, how was she moving something even when time was stopped? How could she still hear the sound of the zipper coming down? She’d have to investigate later, but for now, for now she had a prize to unbox.

Her heart throbbed in her heaving breast as her goal came into sight, finally she’d pulled that darned thing all the way. She wanted to enjoy this, wanted to really let the moment sink in. Bit by bit, she continued. First her gaze fell upon tufts of unsheared golden fur, “Oh!” He was as voluminous in the lower section as he was up top. She’d… she’d love to run her nose across it, take a moment to really enjoy his scent.

As she continued her venture she felt her boxers wedge into her quivering pussy, she would need to change after this. Finally she reached the very tip, and with one last pull she allowed it to spring free. She felt as if she’d used her semblance on herself, her mind went blank as everything stood still. There it was, in all it’s massive glory, “Could… would… would it fit?” She couldn’t help but tremble at the sight, both in awe and fear at the mighty shaft that stood at hopefully full attention in front of her.

She couldn’t help but feel in awe of how mighty it was, but at the same time, the very thought of trying to slide it inside of her frightened her. She would need to practice, need to get ready for when the time came. But! That was not why she was here, no she was here to… to… to help her leader! Yes! That’s why she’d come this far, he must have been in so much pain, so she as his faithful teammate, had to do her duty and help… help relieve his stress… yes… right that’s what she was doing. This was for him, this wasn’t for her… right. At least that’s what she told herself.

Once she’d taken the zipper to the very end she had decided on repositioning herself. Laying herself between his legs, she allowed herself to really get close up and personal with hopefully her future husband’s mighty… p… penis. She felt her face flush hot at the thought of using the word! Still… something was odd, she’d tested it before but she could definitely taste things even with time frozen. But apparently she was also able to smell them, her nose was assaulted by a thick strong musk, one that was mixed with the scent of spice. That in itself had answered a question that was at the back of her mind, did he shampoo his pubic hairs? The answer was apparently a strong yes!

Still… it was impressive, impressive with how even after he’d spent nearly 25 minutes in the shower he still had this strong… powerful… tantalizing… invigorating odor to him! Pressing her nose forward she pressed herself between his thick heavy sack, and his impressive… massive… gorging c...c...cock… yes that’s what this was! She felt his flesh move against her touch, she’d almost jumped back when she realized that it hadn’t been as hard as she thought. Instead she felt warmth, felt his touch against her face. This… this was good… she’d been worried about how well this would turn out. But as she took in deep strong breaths she knew it was going to be amazing. Burying her nose against the base of his penis, she allowed herself the time to take in his scent. She was practically marinating in it, and she loved every last second.

Her instincts took control of her actions, without realizing it she’d already brought the tip of her tongue to the slit at the head of his massive cock. Before she could stop herself she’d already moved in to get a taste, running her pink muscle across his sensitive glands, scooping up bits of frozen precum as she dug into the tiny hole. Once she’d finished she took the moment to savor his thick and natural flavors. She’d read that most women hated the taste, but she found herself becoming addicted to the salty tangy flavor.

Once she’d pulled back she took the time to admire the view in front of her. “I can’t believe I’m doing this… it’s… it’s so wonderful.” She wanted him, wanted to feel so very full, wanted to slide that thick hard cock between her needy pussy. She could feel her womb tighten at the thought, begging for her to mount him and breed herself on her unsuspecting love.

However, she still had enough self restraint, it was too early for that. She couldn’t let herself be carried away… though… though she could help him out a little right? He’d been there for her from the very beginning, it would only be right if she were to… were to help him get off. Just… look how hard… and pent up he must have been. Right, she was just being a good friend… a good… a good follower! Yes that’s what she was doing…

WIth her final bits of self control crumbling before her she took the time to move forward. Once more she placed her nose between his cock and balls allowing his scent to invade her nose. She couldn’t get enough of it! She hadn’t realized just how amazing scents could be till today, but here she was stuffing her face into her beloved man’s balls like a… a… a horny little slut… “Ahhh~” She felt her pussy clench at the thought alone, her body shook with excitement in response. “I… I’m a dirty… I’m a dirty little slut.” That crumbling self control was gone, and now only her desires leaked out.

“I want you to breed me… I want you to breed me! Breed Pyrrha! Breed CIel! Breed Reese! Breed Penny! Breed Velvet! Breed Weiss! Break all the other girls!” Her right hand moved to the base of his cock, she swore that the hot burning member throbbed at her touch, but that wasn’t possible. Her left hand moved between her thighs, slipping between her tight boxers her fingers moved along her plump moist vulva. Unable to control herself any longer, consumed by his thick musk, she moved her hands in tandem.

Her dainty thin fingers ran along her plump lips squeezing and grinding back and forth. She could feel herself growing slicker and slicker. Her nose buried deep between his massive cock and heavy balls she continued to breath in his thick scent. Her right hand continued to run up and down his thick heavy meaty fat cock, pumping him over and over running her fingers across his thick heavy veins. Her brain could only think of breeding, could only think of pleasuring the man before her, even if he wouldn’t feel it. But she did anyways, placing her lips against his thick, full balls she placed several heavy and hearty kisses against them. From time to time she dragged her tongue across his sweaty savoury orbs.

She wanted more and more, when her tongue wasn’t enough she wrapped her lips around one of his impressive sacks. Dragging her tongue against the precious balls of flesh she began to gently suck on them. Her pumping grew faster and faster, while her fingers continued to explore her nether regions. SQUELCH SQUELCH SQUELCH Over and over she ran her thin digits through her plump pussy. Her fingers began to explore her thin hole, finally penetrating her needy little slit. She could feel her pussy suck and clench around her fingers, she needed something bigger! She needed his cock in her, she needed to be bred! She wanted him to do her, to do so to so many others! The thought of all of the girls riding this member, while the others watched invaded her mind! The thought of him putting those nasty girls, those nasty insulting girls that liked to put him down in their place. For him to have them face down ass up, this MIGHTY cock plunging in and out of their holes as they begged for more, begged for him to breed them like the dirty little breeding sows that they were. Those thoughts invaded her mind like never before.

She couldn’t believe herself, couldn’t believe how easily she felt she was being corrupted! But it wasn’t just the breeding! No! NO! That would imply she only wanted his cock in her! She wanted other things, wanted to run her tongue through Pyrrha and Ciel’s pussy, to eat them out and savor their flavors. She wanted to stretch out Weiss and Reese, bend them in positions that only their thin, gorgeous, and lithe bodies could handle. She wanted to grind with Penny, wanted to get tribal with Velvet!

Her inner desires burned through, she’d been a good girl! She was allowed to have these absolutely nasty thoughts! She wanted more and more AND MORE! Her suction grew harder till she felt her jaw grow tired, he was so impressive! So mighty! Even as she continued to invade her own body, with three fingers invading her needy pussy. She found herself gazing upon his manly mane, the tufts of blonde hair that called for her to bury her nose into. Scooting forward she placed her face against his sternum, dragging her nose against his thick fur. He smelled so good! The harsh fragrance from his shampoo hit her nose at the same time as his thick heavy musk, built up from the heat of the night. “Oh god! I’m so bad~ I’m such a bad little girl.”

She couldn’t stop herself, her cervix opened and closed as she continued to attack her own pussy. She couldn’t stop, there was no way she could, her juices flowed freely down her thighs, her boxers were practically drenched in her own fluids by this point. She really couldn’t use them anymore! It would be too embarrassing, and yet, and yet a thought occurred. What if Jaune were to catch her like this? What if she started time up again… oh what would he do to her? Would he push her down, breed her? Use her massive ugly tits like… like handles as his thick hard cocked pumped in and out of her nasty… naughty...needy… pussy? The thought was tempting! She wanted to do it! But she knew she couldn’t, she just couldn’t! She was too scared, absolutely terrified!

Still the thought was there! The thought that was pushed back into the depths of her mind! For now though, she felt herself hit her climax, her body shivered and convulsed, her juices oozed down her thighs, her boxers drenched and unwearable at this point. She fell forward, her chest heaving up and down as she did her best to breath, her nose buried deep against his pelvis.

As her post orgasm clarity hit her, her face began to burn hot, burned so damn hot. Her eyes snapped open as she pulled away, nearly tripping as her drenched underwear clung to her body. Embarrassment consumed her at a realization of what she’d just done. “I… I… no! No! I’m sorry!” Running towards her dresser she grabbed a clean pair of boxers, she couldn’t believe what she’d just done, what she’d just THOUGHT! It was… it was so bad! Burying her face into her clean underwear for a moment she did her best to sling her moist used set down her slick wet thighs. With a wet SCHLOP her boxers hit the ground.

She shivered at the sound, her body growing hot as her embarrassment consumed her once more. Once she’d slipped on a fresh pair, she’d need to make sure that he was fixed as well. As she began to zip him up once more she couldn’t help but give him one last gift. Pressing her lips against the tip of his cock she gave him one last kiss. Once she’d finished setting him up she made sure to hide her… her shameful piece of cloth at the very bottom of her clothing hamper.

Gently she climbed into her sheets and closed her eyes. Her power over the world began to vanish, and she’d been prepared to fall asleep when she heard a loud thrashing sound and… and what sounded like a powerful squirting noise!

“NNNNGH!♥!!” Her eyes snapped open as she stared at the cause of the sound, Jaune was twitching, his upper body jolted upright. Her eyes glanced downwards as his loud moaning filled the otherwise quiet dorm room. SPURT SPURT SPURT SPURT! Her face grew red hot as she realized what was happening! All the feedback from when she'd been stroking him was finally happening. “Ah! AH AH!” Under the silver light of the moon she could clearly see his cock twitching and spurting out thick globs as his onesie became stained in his thick seed.

“I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry!” She hadn’t meant for that to happen! In her own lust she’d forgotten about it! Now the boy of her affection was having quite possibly the strongest orgasm he’d ever had, and it… it was all because of her! A sense of pride filled her chest, but was quickly replaced with shame as she saw the distraught face in front of her. Her instincts screamed to move and comfort him! But… but she couldn’t bring herself to move, she couldn’t let him know she was awake. Instead she watched him, watched as he stared in panic at his own sputtering cock the obvious shame built upon his face… it did things to her... things she didn’t want to admit.

“Hah hah hah…” His panting echoed and sunk into her ears, it was… it was doing things to her. She could feel her core heat up once more. “I… why… I… no….” Despite how terrible she felt, that small tinge of pride still filled her chest. “Why… I… no… I… they can’t see this… they… they’d hate me… I can’t… I cant believe I had a… wet dream about all of them… why…” She nearly flinched when he turned towards her. “I’m sorry May… I can’t… I can’t believe I… to you…”

Had he been having a wet dream?! Was she in it?! Was that why he was apologizing?! “You… I’m… I’m such a bad friend.” Even with her eyes closed shut as they were, she could still make out the sounds of him heading to the bathroom, obviously to get changed and to clean off… off that thick… stain on his onesie… that rich… fresh… and like that the world stopped once more.

Once more she got up, making her way around him she quickly unzipped his onesie, unable to resist the treat in front of her! Once she’d gotten the zipper all the way down she was treated with his cum coated cock. She remembered the previous embarrassment! Remembering how bad she felt! But how could she resist?! Quickly she moved, running her tongue along his still thick hard shaft she lapped up his thick honeyed cum. “Schow good! You taste schow bery good!” She couldn’t stop it, she couldn’t stop till she consumed every last bit. And there was just so much! So very much very much. For what felt like forever she continued to lap away, consuming and gulping down as mucha s she could. Tasting his flavors so directly had nearly lit her fire again, but she needed to control herself.

Once she’d made sure to have consumed as much as she could, even going as far as to lick what she could off of his onesie she went back to bed. Letting time return she heard him nearly fall over, “Wha?!” He’d apparently grown weak kneed with her previous endeavors. “Wha… what is wrong with me?” His voice released a hushed whisper, but she could still hear it, hear the embarrassment in his voice. It… it was so delectable. She… she was awakening tos something new. She wanted more… but for now she’d sleep, close her eyes and rest.

#May Zedong #Jaune Arc #Pyrrha Nikos #Weiss Schnee #Velvet Scarlatina #Penny Polendina #Ciel Soleil #Reese Chloris

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razorblade180 · 3 years

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what are some common tropes/things you see in rwby fics that you dislike??

Well it’s no secret that I’m not the biggest fan of people making Jaune a super chad that’s great at almost everything and has all women wanting him. This dork would trip going up stairs. I never have a problem with him being cool and having unique skills like everyone else but I’ve read a fair share of stories that make him seem like the second coming of Christ. I feel like one of the biggest qualities between Jaune and anyone you write him with is they see him trying his best and they love it. Like this man would bumble through flirting so hard but would still get the date because it was cute nonetheless.

Another thing that I don’t necessarily have a problem with but see a lot is some people lean into Nora’s personality so aggressively she becomes unhinged? 😅 the line between energetic quirky girl and person who hyped up on some super drug becomes a little blurred. I will admit it though, it gets pretty funny when everyone around her is also floored by her choices.

Other than those two things I don’t think I have many tropes in mind that stick out negatively to me. It’s more like I’ve seen a lot of the same so much that it’s a bit like white-bread to me. Not that I can say much because I’ve totally used common tropes before without shame. I think we all bleed into doing similar tropes and trying to put a nice spin on it at sometimes. I remember reading something where Yang was the stereotypical angry and overprotective sis for Ruby when it comes to people liking her, but they made it pretty funny. It’s a real treat reading things set in Beacon days because people are fully willing to make Weiss snippy as she used to be.

#rwby #ask me stuff

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howlingday · 4 years

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About Jaune ships...

I have opinions. You may not agree, but they are mine. They may change in time, but not now.

LANCASTER ( RUBY X JAUNE )

The old tried and true. I mean, what's not to like? Cute girl falls for first guy she meets at Beacon? Classic romance trope, and after reading how much Ruby loves romance stories (I consider certain parts in the manga canon), it makes sense. In fact, after Arkos sank (A moment of silence, please . . . Thank you), many moved to Lancaster, which isn't bad. Happens all the time in fandoms. Sad thing, though, is far I think she'll last. If we're talking Volume 5 or earlier, then maybe. However, I feel if Ruby were to have an endgame in romance, it would be RoseGarden (I have opinions on that as well, but today isn't the day to discuss that), mostly because Oscar bumped Jaune's role from male lead to male side. Not to mention that while Jaune is becoming a beast in his own right, Ruby is a different creature altogether and evolving her character more rapidly and chaotically than anyone else (Must be all that screentime).

TLDR: I want it to be canon, but I might just be hoping.

WHITE KNIGHT ( WEISS X JAUNE)

Doofus in tin foil meets princess who hates daddy (Am I in the romance section of the library? You know, the corner for adults only?) No, but I do like this ship. I'm always a sucker for the fantasy genre, and using a zero to hero male makes it relatable. I also kind of ship it because the same reason I ship NaruSaku in the Naruto fandom: he likes her and he's willing to go the distance. But enough about that; instead let's talk about canon. Will they hook up? It's a soft maybe for me, for two reasons. 1. Rosegarden is most likely to be endgame, and after Ruby and Pyrrha, I'd say Weiss is Jaune's next to be his love interest. 2. Weiss has warmed up to Jaune. Sure, not lover or crush level (Yet), but she's definitely changed her opinion on him. In Volume 1, Jaune was bugging her, like all the time, which I could see as him getting mixed signals on (Exhibit A: Tall, blonde, and scraggly). When Volume 5 came around, everyone jumped onboard because he saved her life (Don't lie, because I'll admit that I did it, too). Not the best reason, but still reason enough, I'd say. Then in Volume 7, she hangs out with him and Oscar to the movies (It was either that or awkward Bumbleby all night. I feel ya, sister). Nothing romantic happens, but it does show how much their relationship has developed. If Weiss is Jaune's endgame, then they have set the pieces up perfectly to do so.

TLDR: High likelihood to be canon and I'm a sucker for Knight/Princess ships.

KNIGHTSHADE ( BLAKE X JAUNE)

This is the part where I say definitely not. Not in a million years, but I'll explain why I like the ship, though. As for why it won't work, the answer is Bumbleby. They haven't kissed yet, but you know they're going to eventually (Because if they don't, the fans will attack like a swarm of hornets). But here's the question you might be asking now: why do I ship this? Well, it's part of the allure of "opposites attract" ('Cause I'm dressed like a cat!). Blake is an intelligent, outspoken, and agile ninja with a criminal history of terrorism who spends her free time reading novels. Jaune is a B at best on his tests, soft-hearted, and ground-based knight who's worst crime is fraud (Still a crime, but peanuts compared to literal terrorism) and spends his free time hanging out with his team. Day and night. But they also tried that with Sun for a season and a half and it didn't last (BECAUSE BEES).

TLDR: Not even a snowball's chance in the summer sun, but so much story potential if you do (Which I do)!

DRAGONSLAYER ( YANG X JAUNE )

This, I would say, is the opposite of Knightshade, where Jaune is the day and Blake is night, here Yang is the Sun and Jaune is the Moon (Like their crests! Remember those? Y'know, when they were relevant?) Will it work? Even less so than Knightshade. However, it does open up some interesting paths considering how... provocative Yang can be, and Jaune, compared to the other guys, is the nerdiest, geekiest dude at Beacon. It's like the cheerleader/nerd romance, except the cheerleader is the captain of every sports team... and rides a motorcycle. The Volume 8 preview introduced us to Yang and Jaune riding motorcycles and we went nuts over it. Yang was back in her element, roaring down the street, riding on walls, popping off tricks with Oscar riding- Back to what I was saying, people were asking, "How did he know how to ride a motorcycle?" and the elementary answer is "He didn't." He almost fell off his bike from a small box in the road. True, anyone would, but look at how he reacts: he stiffens, he refocuses on the road. This kid literally started riding at breakfast, and I DARE you to prove me wrong. But hey, great fic material right there, though, eh?

TLDR: Never gonna happen, but I don't care. All I care about is writing that they love each other. And they also fu-!

ARKOS ( PYRRHA X JAUNE )

I'm sorry, I need a moment. . . . Alright. Do it for her. This ship... was perfect. Probably the best ship out them all. I legit almost cry every time I think about Volume 3. Pyrrha was everyone's favorite. Her background, her interactions, her choreography, everything! But, of course, like everything in our lives, she was too good to be true. But let's honor her memory by talking about her ship, Arkos. Pyrrha was the champion of the world, the Brothers' and Oums' gift to Remnant. She could do no wrong and she HATED it. Her plight was with how she was seen. Everybody knew her! Everybody, except Jaune. And he only figured out she was "a big deal" was because Weiss had to spell it out for him! As time went on, they became the best of friends, two peas in a pod, the perfect odd couple! They worked together and trusted each other, they cared for and supported each other, they lo- No. No, I can't say it. It's been years, and it still hurts. So, I'll explain something else: the reason why Jaune SHOULD NOT be shipped right now. That reason is Pyrrha. Jaune was helpless to save her. He's suffering from survivor's guilt and he's still grieving. In Volume 4, he would sneak away and train until late at night to scroll recording of her. In Volume 5, he confronted Cinder and got Weiss almost killed because he let his grief for Pyrrha take control of him and let his emotions run wild. In Volume 6, he finds the Pyrrha statue and he... I don't know how to say this, but he let's go. He accepts that Pyrrha is gone and he's starting the healing process. He's finally ready to move forward.

TLDR: T.T I never felt that it was wise to wish too much~

MARTIAL ARCS ( REN X JAUNE)

I'll be honest, I don't really ship it. Yeah, it's cute, and it falls perfectly into the "if I had to pick a guy" part of me, but to be honest, I don't ship it. 10% because Renora and 90% it just doesn't click with me. They both just seem too soft, too quiet, too introverted. Best friends? Yes, definitely! But lovers? Eeeeeh, not really.

TLDR: I will only ship as neccessary.

NORA'S ARC ( NORA X JAUNE )

I've only just got in this deep with the fandom only recently, so I don't know if a lot of you know me. Heck, I'm probably just some RWBY fan you happen to spot as you move through your dash. However, old or new, I want to be made absolutely positively clear on this. Of all the ships here, this has got to be my-

O T FUDGIN' P

Wow! Never thought I'd feel so strongly about a crack ship like this. And yes, as sad it is to say, this is a crack ship. Renora was planned from day one, so it can't be helped. At least it didn't blast me in the face all of the sudden (OH NO, NOT THE BEES! AAAAARGH! THEY'RE IN MY EYES!). But why this ship? Well, for one thing, it's that whole opposites attract thing with Nora as the bubbly, outspoken, airhead powerhouse and Jaune as the soft spoken, introverted, nerd tactician. But wait, there's more to this trope, because it can go deeper: Order VS Chaos! Who makes all the messes? Who cleans up those messes? Who follows all the rules? Who makes their own doors? It's just. So. Damn! GOOD! One sad thing about this ship though is that it's not only not canon because of Renora, it's anti-canon because Renora. Every fan fic of Nora's Arc requires an explanation for Ren and Nora to not be together-together, like you have to write a formal apology to the FNDM for liking something that's different from what is canon or commonly accepted. If that's the case, then I'll be the anarchist here!

TLDR: I LOVE IT! What's that? Not canon? Who gives a damn?! I just explained why Jaune won't be shipped anyways! Now, if you'll excuse, I have some fan fics to find.

ARCFALL ( CINDER X JAUNE )

Oh, here it goes! Now, if we're talking ships that'll never happen, this is where we find better reasons than "it's not canon" and "character development". No, this... This is a declaration of war. Allow me to explain. Cinder Fall is evil. Like, down to her core. She wants power and she'll cut through anyone to get to it. Including Pyrrha. This woman sank Arkos by means other than "X and Y kissed, so..." She killed X, leaving Y alone. And her interactions with Jaune tell me she wouldn't even be worth a hate-bang. But, as Momma always, there's a thin line between love and hate. This is where the appeal comes in. Cinder is evil with no past, which leaves the previous chapter's of her life story blank to be filled in. Jaune is good with a troublesome, albeit easy past, but untapped potential for more. It's another opposites attract, but different from INTRO VS EXTRO and CHAOS VS ORDER; this is GOOD VS EVIL. Who will win this battle of wills; will our hero purify the tainted heart, or will he slip deeper into darkness, never to return to the light?

TLDR: Should be a NOTP, and yet the allure pulls me in.

What do y'all think? Do you agree? Let me know!

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tanakavox · 3 years

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Look into the multiverse

This is being crossposted from fanfiction.net. my react fic. This chapter reacts where done by @hasbrobear (sorry for tagging you two times in a row dude.) Enjoy. The rest will be up here soon.

Are you sure this is the right place?" Mercury asked as he, Cinder and Emerald were walking into a theater. In front of them Salem lead the group.

"Yes, it is. The coordinates are correct from Watts machine." She said as they entered and was met with another group. And a rather large one.

"RUBY!" Cinder said as she raised her bow and pulled her arm back and Emerald and Mercury got ready to fight as Salem sighed.

The other group consisted of Ozpin, Oscar, team RWBY and JNR. Who got in front of the two and pulled their weapons out. Then suddenly all their weapons vanished out of thin air.

"What the!?"

"My Weapons!"

"MY BABY!" Ruby yelled looking for Crescent Rose.

"My legs!" Mercury fell and Emerald started to laugh and covered her mouth while Cinder ran at Ruby who then raised her arms up to fight her. Then before they could reach each other, a light barrier comes between them. "What the!?" Cinder yelled as she roared and punched it. It just glowed.

Then the large screen begins to start, and the groups look at it. Both in confusion and curiosity. Salem decided to tell them. "Look, we have been all brought here o watch these…. Images of ourselves, why and how? I do not know, so unless you want to be forced out, you'll sit down and watch." She said as Ozpin said the same thing and they all sat to watch the large screen.

The scene starts start with Cinder Fall in a library, reading a book. A voice speaks out to her, but she doesn't turn to look, continuing to read the book.

"Cinder its you." Emerald said as Cinder merely looked at her other version, momentarily cursing herself as she looked better there than she did now.

Though the other side were more concerned about why Cinder was there, she could possibly be somewhere that can give her more power, and cinder with more power leads to more concerns.

"So, you're looking for the book of ancient Legends. The tale of the Dark knight warrior known as Ozma?"

"Ozma." Ruby said recalling the story that Jinn had told them about, she looked back at Salem who then looked at her their eyes connected, and she gave ruby a seething glare that made her yelp.

'Ozma as a dark knight huh? Rather flattering title.' Salem thought, just imagining her once love becoming an agent of evil, she shivered a little inside before looking at the screen more.

While Ozpin was more than intrigued about his other self, he had to keep a close eye for any key details in the screen that could help him better understand it.

The speaker steps into the light revealing Raven Branwen, her face having odd look marking on the side.

Cinder still does not turn to look at Raven and closes the book.

"Mom…" Yang said as she lightly glared at the woman, still mad about what happened at the camp, and at Haven. But she was wondering what those markings were as she narrowed her eyes.

"Hmmph, so this was the woman who supposedly slew you." Salem said checking if there were any key things on Raven, so far those markings were the only concern.

Cinder seethed looking at the branwen, wanting nothing more than to kill her.

"That's not what I'm looking for" She replied, placing the book back on the self. "Leave me."

'What is she looking for then.' Ozpin wondered as he was a bit curious about why Raven was there, and what Cinder could possibly want.

"Then what are you looking?" Raven asked, paying Cinder request no mind. The older woman frowns a bit.

"A Demon, that impregnates a woman, who then bears twins. A boy and girl. That is the story isn't it?

Cinder pulls her Kanata from its sheath and points it at Raven, still not having turn her gaze at the older woman.

"Ew…" Nora said a little grossed out about a demon actually doing it with a woman. Though in her mind she imagined it to be some sort of freaky Grimm creature.

Seeing her reaction Cinder raised a brow and so did Salem, it brought some suspicion to her character in the screen. They both had the same thought that this Cinder could be the twin daughter.

"Hmm not bad." Ruby said seeing Cinders Katana, She didn't like the woman, and seeing her weapon didn't like her much more, it was basic in her eyes.

"Leave me." She speaks softly. "I won't tell you a third time."

Some of them were getting a bit pumped and excited for a fight, like Nora and Mercury, though the others wondered what would happen between the two, they were both strong and in their last match Raven came out on top, could she do it again though.

There is a bit of silence as Raven look at the blade, seemly not affected by Cinder's actions. She grabs the blade with two of her fingers.

"People inherently fear evil. However," Raven began as she walked toward the young woman, not caring that the blade sliced her finger. Blood began to drip on the floor.

"Occasionally, a Person may become seduced by evil."

After Raven finished speaking, Cinder finally turns and looks at her, the amber eyed woman , her expression unreadable.

"Uhhh That's… Creepy." Nora commented as she saw how Raven was unfazed by cutting her finger on a long blade. Especially when she saw the blood drip down.

"That's… that's not what your moms like, right?" Blake asked a little frightened by the woman on the screen.

"No, but now I kind of glad she's like how she is." Yang replied while Cinder narrowed her eyes a bit, the raven on the screen must've been like her in a way. Wanting more power.

"What are you getting at?" She inquires, placing her blade back in its sheath.

"What!? No fight scene, no slicing or any action!?" Nora yelled as she wanted to see two enemies fight each other and hoped that Cinder on the screen would fall.

"Calm your beast Ozpin, some of us are trying to watch." Salem said smirking as she saw Nora's glare. She was easy to anger in this situation.

"Its alright Nora just ignore her." Ren said as Jaune nodded and calmed Nora down by patting her shoulder. The Valkyrie sighed and pouted as she sat in her chair.

Raven smiles a bit before responding.

"First… You must share with me the story of Ozma."

"Is anyone else confused, or is it just me?" Oscar asked as he had no idea what was happening in the screen, the others thought the same thing and were utterly confused, even Salem, and Ozpin didn't know what was going on, and one of them didn't like it.

The scene cuts and transitions to a shot of the moon. The sound of blade clashing against each other and as the scene continues there are two figures fighting on top of a large roofless building. As they fight Yang's voice is heard.

"You heard of it haven't you? The legend of Spadra. My father used to tell the story to my sister and I when I was young..."

Ruby and her group were surprised to heard Yang's voice come out and apparently it turns out that Ruby herself was also involved in the story as well.

As she speaks, the two figures continue to fight as it rains.

"Long ago in ancient times, a demon rebel against his own kind for the sake of the human race."

One of the figure's attempts to jab the other with their greatsword, the other parry and attack with a downward slice aimed for the shoulder with their blade. They jump out of the way.

"With his sword, he shut the portal to the demonic realm and sealed the evil entities off from our human world. But since he was a demon himself, his power was also trapped on the other side."

Yang's voice chuckles before she continued.

"I never believed it. I thought it was a child's fairy tale."

"Yeah. We thought fairy tales weren't real too." Jaune said as team RWBY and his team agreed. Ever since the Maidens, and other stories were actually real, they didn't know what to believe now.

The two opponents slice and swipe and each other landing the blows. Blood spills to the ground and is washed away by the rain as the two keep going despite this.

"But I discovered that this so-called legend wasn't a myth. Ozma existed."

Yang's voice wavered as she said it, as if she still couldn't believe that it was true.

"How do I know? Well…" She trailed off.

The two were lock in an exchange, sparks flying as the sound of blade clashing once again appeared. The one of their face's where finally shown and one was Jaune Arc.

"Hey look jaune, its you!" Nora said as she looked at her leader who was mostly confused about this,

"I met the children of Ozma… Both of them."

The second figure face was also shown. It was Cinder Fall from earlier.

"Though the blood the same blood of their father flowed through their veins, the two battle each other fiercely like arch enemies.

Cinder and Jaune's clash of blades became faster and fiercer to the point where their blades could not be seen as anymore but blurs. The two of them move fast enough that it seem like the rain had come to a standstill. They smacked their blade into each other and the shockwave from it made a small slash from the water on the ground. They were lock against each other, staring each other dead in the eyes.

Everyone's eyes widened when they saw and heard what Yang was talking about. "No way." Nora said as she realized that Jaune, and Cinder were siblings in this.

"Your kidding me." Cinder said as she looked at Jaune who just looked more annoyed and confused about the ordeal.

"It seemed as if they derived some sort of twisted pleasure from this sibling rivalry."

And true to Yang's words, we see that Jaune and Cinder are enjoying the fight as they both has smirked at each other. But then with a flick of her wrist, Cinder sends Jaune's sword flying away. And in that moment take her chance to impale her brother with her blade, driving into his abdomen a bit before yanking it out. Jaune begins to fall to his back.

"But in the end…"

Jaune lay on the ground of his back and Cinder runs her fingers through her hair, trying to dry it off.

"Only one was left standing"

"What!?" Ruby said as she saw that Jaune had apparently died. She like her other friends were pissed and gave cinders glares, while the fall maiden was passive about it.

Cinder goes to pick up Jaune's sword and walks away. As her brother tries to get up, she turns around. The scene cuts once again and is on a black screen. The only noise that can be heard is the sound of a telephone ringing. It then shows a room. There a drum set in one corner, a pool table in one, a jukebox in near a door that leads out outside. In the middle of the room was a desk and it had the ringing phone as well as a box of pizza. A shirtless Jaune shows up drying his hair as he walks toward the desk, he kicks the chair up to its legs, and as he sits down place his feet on the desk hard enough for the phone to launch up. He catches answering the call.

"Hey, look guys he's alive! Jaune your alive!" Nora said excitingly as she shook her leader and made him yell out as she and the others were glad their friend hadn't died. Meanwhile Cinder let out a groan seeing that he wasn't dead.

Though as they were relieved one girl among them had her cheeks dusted red when she saw Jaune's toned body on the screen and looked at the original before blushing more and turning to see what else would happen.

"Sorry, not open for business yet." Jaune throw the phone back on the stand, ending the call. He sighs and grabs a slice of pizza

"I haven't even picked a name for this joint and I'm already getting calls."

Raven enter the shop to see Jaune eating his pizza. The blonde stops eating to look at the red eyed woman.

"You a customer too?" He asked, looking annoyed. "Well, if you wanna use the bathroom help yourself. The toilet's in the back."

"I don't think she there for that." Nora pointed out while Yang focused on what she would do.

Raven pay him no mind and walk around the room, almost like she was a vulture waiting to strike.

"Is your name Jaune? Son of Ozma?"

Jaune turns and glare at the woman.

"Where did you hear that?" He questioned.

"Guessing he's still pissed about the stab."

Raven smirks and walk up to the desk with her arms behind her back.

"From your sister." She looks down and see the neckless Jaune was wearing. Raven look at it for a few seconds before continuing.

'Why was she look at the necklace so much.' Salem and Ozpin thought as they focused on her and the item of interest.

"She sent this invitation for you." She said. "Please accept it."

After saying that she flips the desk over, Jaune jumping as soon as she does. He lands on his feet and pulls out a pistol to shoot her, but she had all but disappear. The son of Ozma places his gun away, walking forward and catching the pizza box in his hand.

Yang groaned and crossed her arms annoyed. "She ran away of course."

"This jaune is very acrobatic" Blake noticed and said while Ruby drools over the guns, and more than just one.

"Invitation huh?" He mutters to himself. The demon hybrid goes to take a bite out of a slice of pizza but suddenly, several creature's wielding scythe appear and impaled the young man on them. Blood spilled on the floor.

"GAAAHHHH!/JAUNE!" Nora and Ruby screamed thinking jaune had died while the others on their side looked in shock.

Jaune then thrusted his palm forward, smacking the creature away from him killing it. The creatures look up to see the Son of Ozma twirling the mask that their ally wore on his fingertips. Jaune walks forward, with blades in his arms and legs, dragging along one of the creatures for a ride. Seemly not bothered by the implement. He goes over to the to his jukebox, kicking the demon he dragged along and grabbling a slice of Pizza. The Blonde rip a blade out of his chest and toss it up at one of his celling fans, causing it to fall on top of a few demon.

Everyone was shocked that Jaune is still alive and kicking. While Ozpin and Salem think that Jaune might be immortal like the grimm queen herself.

"This party's getting crazy! Let's rock!" He cheers and goes to turn on his jukebox, but it's doesn't work. He tries a few more time before slamming his fist into the jukebox hard enough to dent it and music starts to play, tapping his foot in tone with the music. Jaune goes on to take down the demon with ease, using the blades on his arms and legs to kill the demons. Using his guns Evory and Ivory to shoot them to bit, using one of the demons as a skateboard as he shoots the others while pass by. Grabbing his sword and flipping his pool table to shoot one pool ball and having it collide with all the other to smack the demons it the face. In no time the demons were defeated. Jaune look over his office with a frown.

They laugh at Jaune's attempts to turn on his jukebox. Jaune slumped a bit while yang smirked and patted his shoulder.

Then everyone Expressed their surprise that that how well he's able to fight while Ruby drools a bit over his gun skills and his sword.

"Damnit. Already wreck the place up and I haven't even named it yet. Cinder better pay up."

He smiles however and grabs his jacket.

"Well Cindy. I can tell this is gonna be one hell of a party!" He shouts kicking down his door.

Then as he moved the screen turned off. "'WHAT!? It can't end there!" Nora said as Ruby let out her own groan at the action being stopped.

The viewers in the theatre do take notice to the screen turns back on and a song plays. It seems like another is going to play.

#rwby #rwby jaune arc #rwby ruby rose #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #rwby mercury black #salem #ozpin #cinder fall #emerald sustrai #rwby nora valkyrie #rwby lie ren #react fic #dmc au #look into the multiverse #rwby raven branwen

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onewomancitadel · 2 years

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I have to improve my mood to work on my fic.. does anybody want to share things that make them happy or their favourite stuff about Cinder. Or talk to me about my fic...

This is going to be kind of a scatter shot post so bear with me if it gets kinda un organized.

Man there are soo many ways to write Jaune/Cinder that are utterly fascinating.

Ever since I've been reading your first my mind's just been buzzing with ideas they are so many set ups and ideas that can throw these two together.

I've always liked the idea of this ship but besides smut there's very very few fics that do a genuine attempt with these two

I'm also real sucker for Villans that find Redemption in ways that don't involve dying

Don't mind me here as I list off a crap ton of fic ideas lol hopefully this isn't cringe haha

One way I've been thinking is after losing to Raven, Cinder finds herself rescued by the Arc family (not exactly sure how she'd and up in their area but that can be worked out) she's nursed to health by them, one of the youngest is initially scared by her Grimm arm but is later ecstatic when she realizes she can stretch the arm to do a long distance high five.

she comes to truly care about all of them and confides in Mr and Mrs Arc about what she's done to Jaune and it would end with her going to find him and Ruby and finding her own way to make ammends,

Another idea I've been thinking (hope your not sick of this trope lol) is Cinder (again post Raven fight) yet again on her own and planning revenge on Ruby on her own but encounters a small child on her own in the wilderness Cinder later learns she was used as test subject in Atlas in a attempt to be a weapon for them (in what way I haven't exactly plotted out maybe artificial Maiden? But I guess that's like a redundant Penny? Ah whatever I don't know yet but the idea is there...)

Cinder sympathizes but thinks the only way she can help is if she tries to dump her off with Ruby and Co, she does actually want to help the girl but she's not sure she can actually do anything. The girl begs Cinder not to leave when she does this so Cinder has a sort of temporary truce and stays with the group until the situation is resolved.

Jaune being good with kids bonds with her as well...

Que parenting shenanigans between Jaune and Cinder.

Like damn dude even if this paring doesn't become Cannon they're so many ideas fanfic writers could go for.

I feel like I've said too much here so I'm gonna switch topics and talk about your fic lol

I love the sort of understanding Jaune & Cinder have with each other, they don't really wanna fight anymore and they're beginning to accept that they like each other.

I also like that Jaune isn't nearly as subtle as he thinks he is and everyone thinks he's sleeping with someone haha

Also I love how Salem sorta cuts off her evil speech just to be like "Hi Theodore" like I'm sure it's meant to be taunting in someway I think? (Don't have the chapter in front of me right now can't really check) but I like to imagine it as genuinely joyful like she's mid evil rant but she just bumped into a friend at the supermarket so she's happy now XD

I'm sure that's probably not the intended way to view that scene but, still it's kinda funny.

Also mighty inconvenient timing with Jaune essentially admiting to Nora he might love his mystery friend, only for that Mystery Friend to be Cinder Fall.

I mean Jaune probably knew that would've blown up in his face at some point at that point he was probably just excited to finally talk about her in someway to his friends

Also I didn't interpret that "Being inside Cinder" quote to be anything sexual I thought it was referring to thier souls intertwining or merging due to the bond but low and behold I pop in over here and well..

Dude you must reside in the Sahara Desert cause you seem a little thirsty my dude. XD

Oh and on a final note don't stress about delays seriously I know you have a personal deadline you wanna reach but your chapters are like 10,000 words a pop. The wait is long sure I'll take it if it means the quality doesn't suffer

Dude I've waited far longer for far less don't worry about it, and even if your personal deadline rolls around and you aren't finished the fic, you probably will be close by that time anyway.

I'll just put my reply under a cut. (: First I'll say... you gave me the good fanfic feelings with the Jaune/Cinder parenting shenanigans lol, way to pull at my heartstrings!!!!!!!!! I think iressent is actually working on a similar fic premise so be sure to keep an eye out for that one!

You have some really interesting ideas, and I agree, there is so much potential for the two of them... my hesitance just comes from a place of 'is the story going to make me feel stupid?' and I'll be embarrassed and take all my toys home.

And yeah I mean... if there's one of those prompts you want me to write, say so, but if you want to write them it would be cool to see.

Regarding the second half and my fic: hee hee (: lol no that's exactly what I was going for with Theodore, thank you. Salem gives zero fucks, she is all performance, and she LOVES fucking with people. It's the most fun she has all day. I really subscribe to that 'tired immortal' thread with her. Nobody has surprised her in a long time.

I also like that Jaune isn't nearly as subtle as he thinks he is and everyone thinks he's sleeping with someone haha

Yes this was... very intentional on my part, mostly because I find it unbelievable no one would GUESS, but also because the guessing is probably very right and also wildly incorrect. Yes there is someone in there, no he's not sleeping with her... yes it's Cinder. They didn't quite guess that part. No, no they didn't. His date still turned up for the dance, though. I also like to imagine Jaune being silently tortured thinking about all of the sex they could have had. Bad Jaune. Stop thinking that.

I mean Jaune probably knew that would've blown up in his face at some point at that point he was probably just excited to finally talk about her in someway to his friends

I agree with you here and I think it's a good point. It's partly cathartic for him, and I also wanted to portray why his friends were important (Nora and Ren in particular - with their respective conversations and level of emotional acuity), because they do actually care about him and for one moment he can actually talk about it lol, THEN you get a nice dose of dramatic irony. It's not exactly something he can (yet) talk to Cinder about.

It's both, honestly - not sure I would say 'merging' but certainly touching - in my opinion, and if you interpreted it that way to begin with it works and your interpretation is - to use that terrible word - valid. I just think that physical/spiritual intimacy is very intertwined in this story and the same for Cinder - nobody can touch her, but he can.

Dude you must reside in the Sahara Desert cause you seem a little thirsty my dude. XD

Well... yeah... but I also think that physical intimacy/smut in a story does stuff thematically XD and like all good action, it's character-driven... I want them to have intense sex lol. They connect on a fundamental level. And I like their particular sexual dynamic in my head lol.

And thank you so much for the reassurance re: deadlines, I appreciate that a lot. Feeling pretty good about tonight's update, it was very helpful to chat about my fic today! Very very helpful!

Hope you are having a good one and cheers. <3 <3

#seraphina's asks #user: solidsnack07 #the distance which fools the skimming eye

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Welp there goes my broken machines hoped and dreams

Crashed and burned right alongside Nuts and Dolts and whatever the Weiss/Penny/Ruby ship was called.

And right as I had just fully committed! Like, I'd thought it was cute back in V7, and absolutley warmed up to it during the hiatus, but by V8, particularly "Dark", I was finally completely on board with shipping it myself (maybe as a replacement for Wild Rose? I dunno) - and then this happens!

Killing Penny is one of the worst choices they could have made, and they did it in the worst possible way from a fandom perspective. I like Jaune, always have, but I absolutely understand why others don't, and CRWBY has to know this. I dont understand why they'd give this moment to Jaune when anyone that's spent 5 minutes in the RWBY fandom could have told them of the absolute shitstorm that would be inviting on them. People are not going to be happy with a character that the FNDM was only beginning to chill on killing a beloved, recently revived character. Add that on to how pointless Penny's resurrection and only half set up arcs were, and it really gives you the feeling that CRWBY only revived her to torture her in V8 and then kill her again to get the fandom reaction from V3, damn how well it's actually written, because they couldn't think of another way to sell the drama.

I'm... I'm genuinely upset by what they did to Penny. Like, it's not something I'm annoyed by or frustrated with, I genuinely feel upset that they went this route with Penny's character. What was the point? What was the point of saving her only to die 2 episodes later? What was the point of hacking her if she didnt become a major obstacle from it, just an inconvenience for a few episodes and a push for the girls to get off their asses and actually do something? What was the point of giving her the Maiden powers instead of Winter when Winter was just going to get them anyway? What was the point of reviving her if Ruby wasn't going to react like one of her best friends just returned from the dead, if there would be no consequences, if they weren't going to explore how this resurrection affected her as a person and her sense of humanity and mortality, her sense of personhood? I'm never going to think bringing Penny back was the right call after a volume of hammering in that death is permanent, but I would be more okay with it had Penny's reaction to life and death been explored, if she and Ruby had gotten to talk about it and who Penny is, then and now. And it's not like we didn't have the time! The entirety of the 8th volume was ultimately a waste of time since the answer could have been given 2 minutes after Salem's announcement. Push all the Salem stuff in V7 back, and give us time to flesh out and develop the cast, please, not.... whatever we got.

I hate it... but that doesn't mean we can't keep Broken Machines alive in fanfiction and fan art. I, for one, was going to make Penny the Isle of Armor rivial in my Galar Whitley fic, but I think I'm going to have her also show up from time to time in the story proper for that sweet sweet Penny/Whitley interaction. Hell, I might try my hand at a more canon-complient ship fic, my first for RWBY. That's how I'll be coping.

#penny polendina #whitley schnee #rwby #rwby8 #ask reply #broken machines #rwby8 spoilers

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rangarlamamicado · 3 years

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"When You Wish Upon A Star”

A Nuts & Dolts RWBY Volume 8/9 Dream Sequence Vent Fanfic

//context: Ruby is having a dream between when she fell into the void with Neo, and when she wakes up on the Beach with everyone else. As for the nature of this dream, read the description below. //tw: Vent Fic, Suicidal Thoughts/Actions, Nihilism, Despair/Existential Dread (Don't worry, it has a happy ending, nobody dies I PROMISE) //description: In this dream, she is at the end of her journey having defeated Salem and Cinder, and having moved on to a peaceful life of solitude as one of the Heroes of Remnant, she experiences a feeling of emptiness and dread having lost so much to get here, including some of the things that may have been what she needed to find motivation to keep going. However, a miracle presents itself because of her faith. Just what will Ruby experience that could possibly change her mind from giving everything up now that she believes she's fulfilled her purpose? //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// "When You Wish Upon A Star" by Rangarl It had been forever. Finally, after what felt like years of turmoil, revelations, and mind-shattering conflict and efforts, though she was at the end of her journey, and though the world was a safer place, Ruby Rose was always reminded more than anyone else that she had lost two of her best friends along the way. She knows there wasn't much she could have done, but it wasn't something anyone else could relate to, expect a select few equally closed in and impacted allies... Though, despite the tragedy and losses of these close-minded warriors of the heart, one in particular she was lucky enough to meet one more time before fate took her away from her for good. Ruby indeed had many regrets about Pyrrha, though she never knew her as well as Jaune, as for her other friend she had this experience with, though Ruby blames herself, she mainly wishes she had never roped this one pure soul into all of this in the first place. Of anyone, she missed Penny the most, and Ruby surprisingly found herself in the position Penny had been in before she met her; Wishes gone unanswered despite the sheer silence of the universe to her plea, no matter how impossible it was regardless... Loneliness in a world where not a soul could compare to what she had known before it came crashing down... It was just as Penny had told her how she was before Ruby introduced herself into her life, and now it was too late. She couldn't have done anything about it. In fact, she felt partly responsible for having made her so weak as a real human soul compared to her unfeeling shell earlier on... was it worth just one hug and no goodbye? Of everything, though everyone had happy lives they could return to such as the happy couple of Yang and Blake and their lifestyle of symbiotic support and understanding for what they had been through, Ruby felt alone. She had shut off Weiss and Uncle Qrow if they ever tried to get in touch with her, and it came to a point where her depression became too compelling of a force against those she knew who had been looking out for her. All she could do was sit at the windowsill and look at the stars as if she were looking back. She would talk to her every night when she would be all alone, and she would tell her how she feels and that she misses her. She apologized for everything every time she could think of a regret, and prayed that she would forgive her wherever she was... As for Ruby herself, her day to day life was distant from others when making her rounds at best and shut in all day at worst. Though they were celebrated heroes, due to the requests of immediate family they were all promised regular civilian lives... however, life could never be the same as it was when she felt a sense of purpose, a world to save and people to help her keep going... If Ruby couldn't have the one she felt closest with, the one who understood her more than anyone, and if she couldn't be as close with anyone else knowing that there was only one person meant for her to share life with, being the girl who not only was more human and polite than anyone she had ever met, but had the least chances to truly live since others saw her as a machine... she truly was more than anyone could've prepared themselves for, and she was too good for this world more than anything. Penny had told her in the last days that she saw her before the tragedy that she'd never told anyone except her that she'd been praying for someone to bring her out of this rut she'd been in for all of her life, that she had never realized that what she had that resembled emotions could be understood so fluently by someone as equally willing to be understanding as Ruby. Ruby never realized until the last hug everyone and her got from Penny that when she could finally understand how she felt, her heart was in complete agreement with her soul that these emotions weren't just part of her programming like everyone thought. It was way, way too much. Ruby had reached a breaking point. Without her, she realized that now that the world had been saved, aside from what had been taken from her, and the death and destruction that had plagued her heart up until this point, corrupting her soul without such a pure ray of light in her life, she wished more than anything to be with her. Ruby looked in the mirror with herself, and with a part of her mind reminding her of what she had wished she hadn't remembered, the answer held itself out to her. She looked herself into the windows of her soul, silver eyes... A well of power that could vanquish anything she found in the way of her mission if she felt absolute conviction and motivation that what she was doing was absolutely right... it was a power that innately combatted the very nature of the Grimm, who fed off of fear, a lack of conviction or hope... just what she was feeling. But if conviction in a future of no future were to exist, had she become this evil? Would Ruby's eyes vanquish herself? Could she banish herself with her own power to join her best friend if it meant she thought it was the only way out? As Ruby stared, it was the event horizon staring back that greeted her. Hopelessness in her face bred an echo chamber of despair and conviction in a futureless future that held its hand out like a handshake with Death itself. If her eyes of silken white reflect white, yet it represents the opposite if but to vanquish itself, is it truly light? Ruby had no chance to question it, because she didn't want to... but something still beckoned in the back of her mind wondering what life would be like if she didn't stop here... Where would she go? Who would she meet? How? Could anyone be as sweet in a world without danger where everyone is spoiled with peace? Was danger the only answer? It was as if this hand that held itself out to Ruby were a dark side of herself to clash with her light... that was the only answer... yet, it was herself. Her eyes glow now, not with white or black now, but gray, a middle ground as her free will slips into an abyss as she accepted her fate and let her rage and self destruction consume her. It was time. Her halves were ready to become whole as she were to remove herself from this world now that she had achieved her mission so she could be with the one she belonged with. But as she gripped her temples until her nails began to dig so hard that her head began to bleed, she heard another voice. Not in front of her, or within herself, but behind her. "Ruby..." "Ruby... Rose?" Ruby turned from the mirror to face the evening window. She hadn't left it open last she checked... but the moon was never so bright since it could never be whole here. Perhaps today was a lantern festival? She couldn't keep track of the days anymore, so it wouldn't surprise her... ...Yet, afraid someone might be trying to break in, she steps away from the mirror to check it and find not a soul in sight... but she looks up to block the beam blinding her to see that the moon was no longer several tiny pieces dimly reflecting an incomplete whole, but it was one again. Ruby blinks and sees that the moon is just as she remembers, and tonight there indeed were lanterns... but something was off. It's fall, yet the festival of wishes doesn't begin until spring! From this far away, they looked blue like the stars in the sky. They wanted to be one in the same, but could both really grant her wish? Does this mean what she thinks it means? In denial, Ruby slams her fist down on the windowsill, closing the window with a slam of her interal rage as she returns to the mirror having gotten lost in false past hopes, she told herself. However, as Ruby approaches the mirror, she sees somehow that her mirror had broken just like the moon... in the shards she no longer saw her conviction. Something was messing with her... but why? Hadn't she deserved to die? Wasn't she ready? Had she not already accomplished everything she was meant to do in this life? "Please, Ruby." Ruby turned in fear, but nobody was there, she knew it. Something was messing with her. Perhaps her loneliness has finally driven her to insanity. She grabbed a shard of glass from the mirror, causing the other shards to fall from its baseboard at once with a deafening clatter that begged the mind in its very nature to snap. "Who the hell are you?! What do you want from me!? Can't you see all I want is to leave this place?!" Ruby screamed, wielding the glass shard with a grip so hard her palms almost cut themselves, if not her assailant-to-be. Ruby put her back against the wall and made sure nothing could surround her. Nothing was in her room, but she knew looks could be deceiving... Suddenly, however, a pair of hands reach out from the blank space within the realm behind the mirror. However, rather than a grip of malice like Ruby had set over herself in her reflection, it was as if something was freed from within it... to protect her. One hand covered her mouth while the other fought the glass shard from her hand. It was as if it was trying to stop her, but not to kill her. The shard clatters to the ground with a sound that inspired confusion and fear instead of rage like the glass from a moment ago. Then, a clear voice poked itself from the space within, and spoke in hear ear with a whisper that was forceful yet gentle and familiar... what was this? "Ruby...! Please, look what you're doing to yourself! Stop it!" Ruby fought her head back with her neck to see who it was until she saw the face of what she denied more than anything she had ever seen. Ruby freaked out and dropped the glass before falling forward, and scrambling backwards. "No... you're not here... you can't be. You're... n-not alive... anymore. I... I don't want to be haunted like this...! I... I..." Ruby's voice died as she could only fumble, but Penny stepped out from the mirror to stop her from doing anything rash. "Ruby! It's okay now, I've come to save you... I... I saw you here, and I couldn't do anything, but I wanted to stop you... so I... I'm here now." She made no sense, but Ruby, who was clearly older and torn was in sheer shock to see her as young as the day she never got to say goodbye. She had to voice this. "Penny... I... I never got to say goodbye to you... I... I know now what you've felt back then more than any day since you met me..." Ruby slowly got up, Penny had to give her room due to the cramped and messy bedroom, but they managed, despite the sheer denial in play here. "But why are you here? I... It should have been me. I should've been the one to die for you... I've been doing what you told me you did every day since you were gone, just praying you'd be back, but... Why? And how?!" Penny got to one knee, and held her hand out to Ruby. Ruby, confused, takes her hand, and welcomes her to sit, after which she scoots around to her shoulder and sits next to her rather than across from her to help her breathe. She already was exuding unadulterated fluids of regret and longing from every orifice on her face right now, so Penny simply did what she helped her learn. "Ruby, think back. You helped me learn that wishes come true when you want to make a change in your life where fate is unfair, remember?" She turned her head to her broken sunshine. "Penny...! I... I...!!" She couldn't respond, but she knew once it was all over she'd have so much to say, she just couldn't say it. "I know Ruby... you don't need to tell me. You've helped me, in reality, and it was my decision to protect you, so you don't need to regret anything - That's why I'm here, after all. I don't want you blaming yourself one bit, okay?" Penny wraps her arms around Ruby's closest to hers. "Can I ask you something, Ruby?" She closed her eyes and rested her head on her shoulders to calm her, somehow having an incredible effect on her. It was otherworldly, like nothing she had ever witnessed in any of her days of combatting and banishing Salem and Cinder from this world. It was... true. All she had to do was voice herself. "A... Anything! I, why, I'll tell you anything, Penny! Please, tell me! I'd be so happy to hear you ask me anything! Anything... Just one more time, please..." Ruby wanted to cry on her, but she didn't want to tarnish her perfect image, not when this was her only chance to tell her what she'd been waiting to say. "I... I never got to talk with you about how you feel. So Ruby, are you okay?" "What? Of course, Penny! I... I missed you! And I... why, I..." "No, Ruby, that's not what I mean. I... I wanted to know if you're okay because I'm here... is that true, Ruby?" "What?! I... *sniff* I... I've been... no! I've been so alone! You... you didn't deserve to die like that! All I've wanted was to be with you... I would've died to be with you... I... I didn't want to live if it wasn't with you, because all you've ever wanted was to live... how could I?" Penny looks up and looks Ruby in her eyes, using her hand to motion their heads in line of each other. Her eyes were nothing like she had remembered. Penny's eyes were more alive than she'd ever remembered, yet it felt so far knowing she might not get another chance like this. "Ruby... I... I've learned many things since I've been gone. About the heart... about fate, simply watching you fight despite my loss... but all the powers that let me follow you in the first place helped me realize something, Ruby... I..." She paused, taking her hand off of her face and putting it down and facing her head down while her eyes look up at her still... "Ruby... I will never get the opportunity to love anyone... other than you." Ruby's lip began to quiver. "So... I just came to let you know that... I'm going to be your guardian angel. I... I've been given a very important job, and I've been given this one night to tell you everything I wish I knew when I was just a girl... a girl you helped me realize I was all along, Ruby. You gave me this chance... so, thank you." Silence stood for a minute, so with that, Penny slowly got up, and Ruby watched her walk back to the mirror. Ruby had to take every moment she was given to comprehend what was happening, but it was too much for her human mind, even after all of what she had done in every moment to save everyone but her and Jaune's true love. It was a battle against herself, but in a new way, and yet, she had to muster something... anything, before she leaves. Anything. As Penny turned to give her a goodbye, Ruby had gotten up and wrapped herself around her, lips against her own. It was all she knew she could do for her, and she didn't want to risk never seeing her again without telling her what she knew was true even if she tried to deny it. Penny at first was surprised at her action, but it took her no time at all to realize that this is everything that both of them had ever wanted, truly. It was to be understood - no... - To be loved. Penny had Ruby in her arms, and her funny short friend that she knew was still in there all along felt like their soul was finally set free. This was what you would do for a loved one, they both knew, and they reconciled in this truth, casting away all false conviction and remembering this as a reminder for the rest of their lives as long as they may live. Ruby looked up at her slight height difference over her, unsure if things were always this way. All she knew was that she wanted to protect her, and to be protected - Yet, she knew this was always going to be true, and they knew that now. "Penny... thank you so much... I... I love you so much! Please... please come back again! I... I'm so sorry I let you go! I'm so afraid to let you go... I-" "-Ruby, I'm going to be here for you. I... I love you too. You taught me what it meant to feel protected, and now hoping for all I've ever wanted has let me be part of someone I've never wanted to let go... so keep that faith for me, Ruby, and for you too. It's... it's what makes you so beautiful... inside your own heart, and your own soul, just like me. That's what I realize I felt within your heart the first time you told me I was your friend, whether you knew what you meant or not." Ruby hugged Penny again really hard this time, almost like the first time Penny had hugged her, because she knew this might be the only chance she has to tell her how she feels. "I...! I love you too, Penny! I-I'm going to be praying that you come back again one day, and one day that I'll join you! Please look over me, and never let me go, okay? I hope I've proven everything to you, and I'll prove it to you every day I don't see you, even though I'll know you're there! That's... that's all I want" Ruby jumps up and kisses Penny one last time really well in each other's embrace and hold, knowing that they'll never be alone from each other, and they'll look out for each other until the day they'll truly reunite. With that, Penny thanks her with a smile and true laugh, a happiness she had never felt until now either. You could even see the tears on her face, they were true too. Ruby felt at peace, but in a way that would never be shaken, even if she had to save the world all over again in another life, even if it took forever. They slowly let each other's hands go with hesitancy, though they know now that it'll be okay, and they take a breath, knowing everyone breath from now until the end of time would be just as close, for they indeed trust the distance. Penny walks into the mirror slowly, looking back and waving a melancholy happy goodbye, knowing everything would be okay. With that, and a blinding light like Ruby's own Silver Eyes, the mirror mends itself, though Ruby can tell even now that through the slight scars in the reflection of how the glass was mended remains. Not a scar, rather, but a reminder. A reminder of return every time Ruby has ever had her doubts. Ruby stares a moment longer before she realizes her fist is clutching a bow of hers she left behind. Perhaps an accident, perhaps intentional, but Ruby clutches it hard upon seeing it before deciding its time... Ruby opens the front door, and gets on her scroll. Pacing and a walk outdoors on a peaceful evening are all she can ask for now, but she had to make amends, and Weiss picks up immediately. "Hey, Weiss... It's me. I... I think I'm ready to face you and everyone else. I... I'm sorry I left you guys for so long... Mhm... Yea, tomorrow morning sounds good... Thank you, Weiss. Goodbye, and good night." After hanging up, Ruby closes her eyes and takes in the night, sitting on a bench in the campus of the repaired beacon dorms she had now called her home. The air was eerily calm, but Ruby took in the peace the void presents now rather than what she had feared from it earlier. Before long, Ruby feels almost like she's about to find perfect rest... Drawing away into an unfamiliar world and whim, as if fleeting life on the very hope of the true heart, Ruby feels a pulse of energy throughout the cosmos centered on her, as if a supernova were witnessed in her shoes centered directly on her mind... like the world were resetting itself, and all she could do was watch as the infinite depths of space wound in on itself, crashing in on her as this dream came to an end. Then suddenly, a blinding flash of light, and the deafening ringing of silence enveloping it. Indeed, the void beckons, but dawn has risen, now. Lethargy sets in with a heatwave, and before long, the sound of crashing waves lightly on sand. Ruby opens her eyes to the blinding light of two sun's, but Jaune and the rest already seem to have noticed Ruby finally came too and flock around her, blocking the light for her. Their voices all began covering her at once. "Oh my god, you're okay! Goodness, Ruby, it's been hours, we thought you were a goner!" "Ruby, it's me, your sister! I'm okay! We're all here! Neo's here too, but we... we all survived... we... but..." "Ruby... I... I don't know how to put this... I... I'm so sorry." The cacophony of voices was much, but Ruby sat up unfazed... with few words and a glance at their faces, she realizes... "Penny... she's... she's gone, isn't she." Jaune's face becomes pale as he falls to his knees because of this, and quivers into a sobbing fit as the rest of the team try to support him and Ruby, but Ruby is calm. She sits up, Crescent Rose not far from her. She turns her head to the point on everyone's mind, and there she lies on the coast, as if she were fast asleep taking a rest almost like she were just a moment ago. Ruby gets up and walks over to her. Jaune follows, and having been helped up by the gang, he explains that Cinder was going to kill Penny for her maiden powers, and she got fatally wounded, but she asked him to kill her before Cinder so it couldn't happen while Weiss and Blake fended Cinder off. Ruby, however, in her moments just before her rest, as if having prepared her for a future she had yet to face, and maybe even prevent, Ruby shed no tears. Ruby knelt down to Penny, and took her hand. Ruby then found it, the bow in her dream, clutched in her own hand. Ruby was shocked to see this, others not noticing like she had or even not at all, Ruby decides to place it in her palm before closing it. "I'll keep praying for you like you did for me. You are my guardian angel, and I know you will be here for me, Penny. If you can really hear me, just know that... that I love you." Ruby then leans down and kisses her porcelain face, plush yet cold, but not like steel. She was free now, that she knew. Weiss, Blake, Yang, and Jaune were all shocked by this admission, but they accept it and Ruby's words, and mourn in their own ways. Neo, too, stood feet away, staring, to which Ruby looks up and sees while the rest look at each other and exchange their thoughts on what they witnessed Ruby say and do, as well as their situation. Ruby gets up and walks over to Neo. Ruby is surprised she isn't going after her, but can't help but ask her... "You... you attacked me earlier, but... what happened?" She couldn't respond, which Ruby quickly realized, but to her surprise, she got crafty and began writing out a message in the sand with her illusion semblance. "They told me you told them you didn't kill Roman, that it was a Grimm... I believed Cinder cared for me and my mission of getting revenge at all costs, even when I thought you and I were going to die... but being betrayed began making me question these things... and seeing you mourn over your friend reminded me of how I felt when Roman died. At first I wanted you dead, but now I don't know what I want. All I can ask for is some time alone..." Ruby felt a shocking level of empathy from her, but this empathy stemmed from defeat, so neither really knew, but needless to say it stood for a lot considering she wasn't trying to kill her, and that was all there needed to be, frankly. Ruby, however, felt like she had learned a thing or two, so from now on she felt she would swear an equal level of empathy in reaching her goal, even if it meant triumphing her past evils, and today she felt like starting here. "You might not be ready for this, but we took in Emerald after she came to the same conclusion about Cinder and Salem's double-crossing that you have. If losing a loved one has taught me anything, it's that you and I fought for similar things for opposite sides. All I can hope for now is that you find the peace to overcome this, whether you'd like to join us or not. Good luck is all I can say I guess." "You too."

#RWBY #Fanfic #Spoilers #nuts & dolts #ruby rose #penny polendina #rwby volume 8 #rwby volume 9

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makiruz · 3 years

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So I’m trying to close the literally hundreds of tabs I have open, and I bump into Stargate crossovers, notably a Stargate/Avatar crossover. This reminds me Stargate is a goldmine of crossovers because you just have to put a Stargate in your favorite fictional universe and there you go! And SG-1′s Clarke’s 3rd Law approach means that any magical shit fits in their universe.

Now, since I’m still in the RWBY hyperfixation train; I obviously thinking how easy and interesting a RWBY/Stargate is.

First off, they exist; here’s all of them in FF.Net: https://www.fanfiction.net/Stargate-SG-1_and_RWBY_Crossovers/68/10833/

They’re all good. And there’s actually 3 types: the classic approach, SGC types a random address and it’s Remnant; the Trane7 approach (later adopted by TheLongVersion2), Remnant makes their own Stargate program and inevitably bumps into Earth; and the How-not-to-do-something approach, go full AU, I actually dig this fic, I’m still reading it because it’s long, but it’s very interesting, in short the Battle of Beacon happened but Beacon itself didn’t fall and Ozpin didn’t die; and Team JNPR fell into a Stargate and got picked up by SGC and 2 years later Team RWBY finds them, then shit happens.

I actually have a few ideas inspired by this fic; the initial set up is basically the same, Team JNPR gets stranded on the wrong side of a Stargate, get taken by SGC and join them because they want to help stop the Goa’uld, and then 2 years later Team RWBY figures out the Stargate, this time with the address of Remnant; difference is that Ozpin did die and he reincarnated into Oscar. Now this is inspired by this AU: https://xstonehill.tumblr.com/post/183196875183/rosegarden-au-a-different-happy-ending; so Oscar is passing himself as a prodigy and going to Heaven Academy 2 years early, just like Ruby (I suspect Ozpin did the same); and you know continuing the fight against Salem and stuff. Now as presented by hyperfixation-hideout in their 2 long-ass videos the Merge goes both ways and Oscar is a more open, more honest person than Ozpin, so I declare that he ended up telling his team everything (it was an impromptu bonding session), like everything, they’re probably the only people outside of Salem’s group who know she’s immortal, and the first thing Oscar does after reuniting with Ozpin’s group is telling them about Salem’s immortality.

Anyway in Not What You Expected Jaune says that the Grimm are nothing compared to the Goa’uld, but I’m not so sure, Salem has actual magic AND she is unkillable; of course Jaune doesn’t know that. In any case Remnant and Earth form an alliance to collaborate, and fight the Goa’uld and the Grimm (and Salem once people realize she’s a problem).

You know, now I think about it; however Remnant and Earth came in contact doesn’t matter as much as I’d thought. In all cases they form an alliance, scientists back on Earth loose their minds at Aura and Semblances and they will figure out how the hell that works; Faunus are less interesting, but genetic testing will happen to understand how they work and how came to be (”God made you” is not good enough, in our experience Gods are fakers); Dust will be analyzed and potential exchanges are set up. And of course everyone in Remnant will be more than happy to help fight evil parasites taking over the Galaxy (everyone except Ozpin who has other priorities).

Anyway, the story I would probably write is that SCG gets to Remnant’s address; Teal’c notes that the System Lords warn about this planet (one fic says it’s monsters of the dark of the soul, so maybe something like that “Here be Dragons” and shit), but they get to Remnant and they’re attacked by Grimm and rescued by hunters, let’s say Team JNPR to spice things up, and they get taken to Ozpin (questions are asked, why the principal of a school is like world leader); then discussions happen, questions about Aura and Dust and Grimm and that girl has rabbit ears are asked, and eventually an alliance is settled, technology and resources are to be exchanged, and Remnant will help Earth fight evil alien conquerors.

Now the interesting thing is that Ozpin is mysterious; I mean, he’s always mysterious, but when the discussion turns to the Goa’uld you get the feeling he knows something. Well, I gotta notice that Ozpin knows the Grimm have a master, but the public doesn’t and neither does SCG, so he’s mysterious on that regard (Jack doesn’t trust him) but he’s more mysterious, and if you’re thinking “Ozpin has been around for ever, maybe he’s met the Goa’uld before” your are absolutely right. Okay, this is the idea I have: the Goa’uld first came to Remnant during the time where Ozgiliath (Ozma 2.0) and Salem were together pretending to be gods; so we get a group of fake gods going against 2 fake gods with actual magical powers (and one of them is actually unkillable), Salem and Ozgiliath kick the Goa’uld butts and they run away (I imagine monsters who are attracted to negative feelings and people who are being slaved don’t make a good combination). So Ozpin knows the Goa’uld and maybe has a personal problem with some of them *coughBa’alcough*, but he’s not gonna tell anyone that (certainly not the part about pretending to be a god to people fighting people pretending to be gods).

Next, have you considered there’s parallels between Oz and the Goa’uld? First, aside from that little stint with Salem, we know Oz has been worshiped in the past, you know the Infinite Man story; and he is one entity moving from host to host. I am firm in the belief that Oz is nothing like the Goa’uld, but Ozpin is not so much; you know that some of his hosts have called him a parasite, he himself has wondered if he is in fact a parasite; god, the backstory I give to Ozpin presents him as having been radically altered by becoming a host of the Oz entity, that’s perfect for him to be “Am I me or am I Oz? Did I became Oz or did Oz replaced me? Who am I?” Ba’al is gonna have such a good time taunting Ozpin about this. I’ve decided Ba’al was in Remnant before and he remembers Ozgiliath, when he meets Ozpin he’s like “It’s really you Ozma, you have a new host too”; and when Oscar comes around it’s gonna be even worse because Oscar is afraid of ceasing to exist due to the Merge (I love Ba’al so much).

Another thing that is definitively happening is that Oscar (or Ozpin, but it’s funnier with Oscar) is gonna beat up a Goa’uld in front of their entire following, and the following is gonna be like “Our God has been defeated by this other god*, he must worship him now” and Ozpin in Oscar’s head is gonna be like “Not Again!”

*By the time this happens word has spread that Oz is a God, because he was pretending to be one, way back when.

So I don’t have a full plot yet, but so far I got that not too long after an alliance between Earth and Remnant is established; SGC looses contact with Remnant, about one year later Atlas reestablishes contact (Ironwood took the Stargate to Atlas) and it’s like “everything’s gone wrong! Beacon has fallen, Ozpin is dead, the Grimm are out of control. Help please”; and I don’t know what season of SG1 would be, so I don’t know if SCG would be “we’ll try but we’re in crisis” or “we’re in crisis, we really can’t give much help right now” (SGC is always in crisis), either way SG-1 is gonna end up in Remnant to meet Team Qrow. I want SG-1 to meet Oscar so much, because people having some kind of telepathic ability that gives them powers is one thing, reincarnation is another; Jack is gonna deny it, Sam and Daniel are gonna ask questions, and Teal’c is gonna assume he’s like the Tok’ra.

Also I’m considering Salem allying herself with the Goa’uld. I like to think she’d use them to wreck havoc; and as previously mentioned, she’s actually immortal and has magic; she can probably appear as a more powerful goddess and it’s better to be on her good side (she did definitively killed one or two System Lords); this could cause problems if the people start worshiping her above their System Lords, but we’ll see how things play out. Also I like to think that when faced with whoever, she’s like “You? A God? I’ve fought the Gods, you’re no god” (Ozpin has a similar interaction with Ba’al, where Ba’al calls him a god and Ozpin is like “I’m not a god, and neither are you. You’re just a parasite with delusions of grandeur”)

I’m fairly sure this is leading to a big ass fight in the sky over Remnant; the Gods, probably some kind of ascended being, play a part (and they’re jerks).

Oh and one more thing, humanity 1.0 are probably Ancients, which is how they can use magic; humanity 2.0 I’m not sure where it come from, but I could see them being Earth humans, although I’d have to check the timeline to the Goa’uld being on Remnant (I mean, they can come twice)

#RWBY #Stargate #Stargate SG1 #xover #my writing #fanfic

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katcadecascade · 4 years

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New Qrow fic WIP

It’s a bit of a character study but mostly RWBY/JNOR/more doing shenanigans.

The only problem, I can’t think of a name for this fic.

Anyway here, Chapter One/Round One: Throwing Down the Gauntlet

Blake will admit, she’s a sucker for romance.

How could she not be?

In a world where morbid emotions attract monsters, where injustice breeds from hatred of culture and birth traits, something as simple and layered as love is beautiful and strong and can power people through their darkest moments but also bring them to their knees.

She should say she just learned this all from her books but honestly in the last year or so, Blake has certainly lived through some crazy shit.

But let’s not get into that right now.

Sure her tale begins with her people’s suffering, her parent’s pacifism, a poor boy’s spite, and her own frightful shadows. She could go write to great lengths on how the journey gained her treasured friends, bonds forged through fire, and how it lead them to the coldest place of the north.

That’s where this game begins.

Yes a game indeed or maybe a war by the sharpness in the Valkyrie’s eyes or the telltale song notes of glyphs charging up.

It began with a series of events that piqued the interest of the eight (and later on more) charges under the wings of Qrow Branwen.

The first thing they noticed took place on their very first night in Atlas, where one General James Ironwood hugged the scythe master. The two thought they were alone but the nieces back tracked to get their uncle.

While they made the wise decision to leave the men alone, the girls immediately blurted their findings to the rest of their friends.

Their reactions were of surprise and cooing but it only trigger their radars to look out for more of these moments. None of them could recall ever seeing Qrow be so vulnerable with anyone else. Granted they didn’t spend the most time with him but even Yang and Ruby were caught off guard.

This was their uncle so ultimately this was under Yang’s and Ruby’s discretion or wonderment.

That didn’t stop the rest of them from being curious to see what else will happen between Qrow and Ironwood.

Small and subtle were the ways of the General, lingering eyes or the quietly inviting the huntsman into his office. Ruby’s sniper skills were used for observations like these. Her skills in stealth could’ve been better to muffle her cooing.

Things were going steady, slowly seeing the man underneath the steel. Maybe then the kids could decide to trust him with the truth from the Lamp. Not that Qrow’s compromised in anyway, but seeing this spark between them certainly helps the kids trust the general a little bit more.

James Ironwood appeared to be able to offer up his heart to Qrow.

So imagine their surprise when Clover Ebi entered the game.

There’s that word again: game.

It’s a little immature to describe it as so but Blake couldn’t think of any other word.

Blake and the others keep noticing certain events focused on Qrow, usually engaged by one man or the other.

Small side glances, a brushing of hands, coffee treats and many more that can be listed as intimate or thoughtful or purposeful. Although, Clover’s flirting are rather forward. Most importantly, Qrow’s happiness is the growing outcome.

And pray tell what game is this? Where two men woo a common thread that is slowly becoming enamored by these actions?

A courting game.

Hands slam down on the kitchen table. “Everyone, place your bets!”

“We are so not betting on this!” Weiss crossed her arms, perfectly poised and unmoved.

“Come on,” Nora whined, “There’s nothing else to do here.”

“Aside from doing our jobs and brainstorming how to save the world?”

“All I’m saying is that we need a break from all the seriousness and focus on Team Dad.”

On the couches, only Blake noticed the resident nieces share a glance. They don’t argue against their uncle’s title, instead they quirk their lips in a knowing look.

(Blake later understands their silent exchanges when a game changer occurs)

“Nora’s right,” Jaune agreed, “and I usually never want to say that.”

“Hey!”

“You’re the one who broke the coffee machine by trying to fix it,” Oscar pointed out. Behind him said device has a despairing groan.

Ruby follows up, “And then got the rest of us blaming each other for it.”

“Enough, enough,” the redhead shouted, “We’re getting off track!”

“We are not conspiring on Qrow’s love life!” Weiss proclaimed.

“She’s right,” Ren said with the composure of a sage, highlighted as he sipped his tea, “There’s no need to.”

Yang raised an eyebrow, both curious and surprised, “What do you mean?”

Everyone waited for their resident ninja to finish another long drink, for dramatic effect Blake must note.

Then simply enough, he answers, “Qrow would fall for the General.”

That was clearly not the answer Nora wanted.

She’s a sputtering mess while next to her, Weiss holds her head high.

“Thank you, someone else sees my point,” the ex-heiress nods.

Sharpness in Jaune’s voice catches her off guard, “Your point? You think Ironwood’s gonna get with Qrow?”

“Is it not obvious?”

Nora butts in, a strange tension in her shoulders, “Sure yeah but look at Clover!”

Her team leader listed off, “They’re mission partners but also hanging around each off in their downtime.”

“Yes,” Nora nods enthusiastically, “Just like Jaune with Marrow.”

“H-hey wait-“

“You haven’t seen Qrow with James alone though.”

Again, everyone is quiet as they stare down their resident cute wizard boy.

Oscar squirms a little under the attention, backtracking, “Oh, um, I only mean um I would see them right before James tutors me? And Qrow would sometimes be there too and,” he sighs heavily, “honestly it’s like my aunt’s romance novels.”

Blake immediately guesses the classic tropes of longing, quiet vulnerability, trust and intimacy. She doesn’t voice her thoughts. No need since Weiss happily regales her own findings.

“Winter says that she’s never seen Ironwood so relaxed before. Sure she’s a little teed that it was Qrow’s doing but the results are still good.”

“But what about Qrow’s ‘results’ when he’s with Clover,” Nora argued.

Ruby does her little head shake, musing over her thoughts, “He is a lot calmer or relaxed.”

Nora cackles at the fuming Weiss, affronted at her girlfriend not on her side.

That’s rectified as Ruby taps her chin, scholarly and not noticing Weiss’ heat, “Although he is a lot more teasing around Ironwood.”

“See!” Weiss grins as if this is victory. Her current rival is unbothered.

“He’s the same with Clover,” Nora counters and honestly Weiss can’t possibly argue with that.

Too many times have the kids witness Qrow becoming a bumbling, blushing mess when Clover compliments him. There’s so much bi/gay tension there to even think of denying.

“Qrow must be taking his time then,” Blake voiced. “With both Ironwood and Clover, maybe he’s a bit overwhelmed.”

Next to her, Yang sighs, “Knowing him, he might not realize what’s going on unless someone tells him.”

“Or he’s aware of all of this happening and dismisses it as something that can’t actually happen to him,” Jaune painfully accurately describes as what is probably going on.

This type of denial of happiness, this consuming pit of numbness and pain, people who loved and lost and felt guilty for even loving and losing need to be told they’re deserving of love.

Maybe Jaune’s speaking for himself or maybe Blake’s interpreting for her own experiences.

But one shared glance with the knight confirms her thoughts. Qrow must have talked to him too about this type of grief.

The blame and the guilt and the responsibility of losing someone, be it person of goodness or of spite, it’s a heavy feeling that Blake, Jaune, Qrow and possible the others too have carry.

So while the huntsman tries to assure the two kids of their grievances, there hasn’t been an opportune time to ask how he’s coping. As the young adults under his care, they all worry about him, especially his nieces. At first he was the mysteriously cool uncle as proclaimed by Ruby and later on the secretive and paranoid uncle explained by Yang but in their shared time together, each kid gotten to know the crow by their own definitions.

It’s like that little thing Blake does, associate a word with a person.

She told Sun about her girls, Earnest, Defiance, and Strength.

Then there’s team JNPR, Tenacity for Jaune, Zestful for Nora, Ascendancy for Pyrrha and Acuity for Ren. It took some time but eventually Oscar became Perseverance.

As for Qrow, well, she jokingly thought Mother Hen but now she’s satisfied to call him Memory.

It’s mostly because of all the Muninn parallels but there is just so much history behind Qrow Branwen. Carried in the creak in his bones, dips in his scars, the grey of his feathery hair, the surprise in his laughs, like he’s relearning how it is to walk with ghosts and angels.

So yeah, Blake sometimes worries about him and then she and Weiss worry about Ruby and Yang getting worried too.

But maybe there’s no need to.

From the soft gazes he sets on James and Clover, maybe they’re the ones making sure their Team Dad/Uncle is doing okay.

Now if only Qrow’s love life can move to the next stage.

Their conversation during breakfast was more than enough as food for thought, analyzing everything they know of Qrow Branwen and how he interacts with two men in particular.

Early mission meetings are obviously designated Clover Flirting Time as they get to their seats.

“I wouldn’t mind having another match with you,” Clover said casually as if it didn’t take weeks of near begging for a one on one fight.

“Really? You enjoy falling on your ass that much, lucky charm?”

“Sure do,” Clover slides close, letting his hip press against Qrow’s. “But I like seeing you down on the mats just as much.”

That flirt was meant to be whispered, low and teasing and it definitely sends a blush down Qrow’s neck. It’s a real shame that Blake has an extra set of ears to hear this.

Then from the sight of Marrow almost choking on his coffee, he probably heard it too.

The dog faunus and the cat faunus exchange silent misery.

“Ooh, another match?” Nora, being her glorious self, pops right at Qrow’s side and the two men nearly jump. “Hah, that’s a bit boring by now.”

Clover raises a brow, slightly wary and challenged, “Boring?”

Nora nods her head as Ren-like as possible, “Yep, I mean, training doesn’t have to be combat does it?”

Qrow blinks at her, and so does her teammates because hey, this is Nora complaining about combat training. “Nora, you got something else in mind?”

This encouragement, openness and trust, Blake wouldn’t have noticed it before but Qrow has been putting a lot more faith in them since Argus. It’s really nice to have an adult take them seriously. Then again this is Qrow. He encouraged Yang and Jaune to start a prank war.

Their resident lightning in a bottle had a million volt grin, “Parkour and freerunning! We all saw the Ops jumping around in the mines and that time Qrow and Winter destroyed the campus.”

“Miss Valkyrie,” hissed the ice queen, “I advise you to refrain from telling that anecdote.”

“What, feeling sore since you lost?” Qrow grinned.

“I did not lose, Qrow,” she glared, “it was clearly a stalemate.”

“Wow, now I’m really curious,” Clover said.

“I’ll tell you all about it then,” Qrow winked, “like how I clearly would’ve won.”

Next to Nora, Jaune added in, “There was a recording of it going around campus, like from the moment Qrow bushed back his bangs to the end where the General stopped the fight.”

To Blake, it’s a little odd to see Jaune gush about this since majority of them choose to ignore the usually mushiness of Clover Flirting Time. But then she notice the way Jaune subtly elbowed his teammate.

“Brush your bangs?” Clover’s focus on that little detail had him reach over to do said action, “Huh, you don’t look that intimidating like this.”

Like this, as they all observe, is Qrow blushing madly at the close contact and gentle action, the way Clover’s fingers glided through his dark hair like water.

Oblivious to the two men, everyone else in the room saw Jaune and Nora fist bump each other. They don’t even hide their smugness. No they toss it over at Weiss and Ren.

Ren is slightly alarmed.

Their resident ice princess on the other hand is silently fuming.

Like Blake mentioned before, this is a game.

It may be petty, invasive, and a tad immoral.

And yet it has begun.

So yeah, I need fic title suggestions and ideas

pls

#rwby fic #blake belladonna #qrow branwen #fair game #ironqrow #my fic

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novankenn · 10 months

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Custom Made Order "the Dream becomes a Nightmare"

Ozpin: (Cradling his cherished mug to his chest) Soon. Soon our revenge will happen... are you ready, Ms Adel?

Glynda: (Stepping out of the elevator, looking entirely frazzled.) What are you mumbling about, Ozpin?

Ozpin: (Puts his mug on his desk, and tried to look normal.) Nothing. Nothing at all.

Glynda: We have a situation.

Ozpin: We do? I wasn't...?

Glynda: I doubt that.

Ozpin: Why would you...?

Glynda: Magical body transformation... I know of ONLY two people capable of such feats... and one of them is not here.

Ozpin: I...

Glynda: (Sighing) I don't care. How do we reverse it?

/=/

Velvet: (Flying shoulder tackles Coco in the legs) Coco!

Coco: Hey! Jaune!

Jaune: (Bounces along the floor several times on her ass) OW! OW! OW! OW!

Velvet: (Mounts Coco and pins her arms to the floor) What did you do?

Coco: Let me go... (Jaune starts crying in pain) Jaune? Sweetie? Love? Are you...

Velvet: Jaune?

Jaune staggers to her feet and stumbles to the nearest door, that just happens to be an unlocked janitor's room. Velvet and Coco scramble to their feet and rush the door as it locks, and they hear Jaune starting to throw up and whimper...

Jaune: IT HURTS! (Sob) OW!

Velvet/Coco: Jaune! Talk to me/us!

Jaune: (Pain filled whine) Make it stop!

Coco: (Looks at velvet) Get help!

Velvet just nods and bolts, heading back to the cafeteria, hoping it still held some medical staff.

Coco: Jaune... honey? Can you open...

Jaune: (Agonizing scream)

Coco: (Grabs hold of the door knob and starts to force it to twist) JAUNE HANG ON BABE! I'M COMING!

Jaune: AHHHH!!!

Coco falls back as the door and a portion of the walls bursts open over her...

Coco: Ow... (Blinks, trying to clear the dust from her eyes)

Jaune: Coco, I need...

Coco: (SCREAMS IN ABSOLUTE HORROR) GET OFF ME!!!

Jaune: Coco? What? Why?

Coco: (Squirming her way out from under Jaune's new body her eyes wide with primal fear) No, no, no, no, no, no, no....

Jaune: Coco I feel funny... what's...

Coco: (Pushing herself back first against the far side of the hallway) Stay away, you freak!

Jaune: Freak? (All eight of her eyes narrow) FREAK!

Coco: (Hyperventilating, totally consumed by her phobia of spiders)

Jaune: (Looks at her self and slowly rises to her now full eight foot height) You DID THIS TO ME!

Velvet: I have Doctor Anabe... (Skids to a stop) JAUNE?

Jaune: (Starts to close on Coco) YOU. DID. THIS. TO. ME!

Coco: (Screams in absolute terror before bolting off down the hall) Get away! Get away!

Jaune: (Takes off after her) YOU. DID. THIS. TO. ME!

Velvet: Jaune, wait! (Her ears droop as Jaune doesn't stop in her chase of the fleeing Coco) You're naked, Jaune! You're naked!

Doctor Anabelle : Huh. Don't see that everyday.

(Depending on the response... this may just end up being a "What If")

#rwby #jaune arc #velvet scarlatina #coco adel #jaune arc x coco adel #frenchroast #henshin #Is this another Jaune becomes a girl fic?#female!jaune #Custom Made Order...

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chaoslordjoe · 4 years

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RWBY - Do I Ship It #2? Ruby Rose

I’ve decided to continue this whole shebang with going over ships for individual characters each time. And for this one, we’re looking at our favorite cooking-deepthroating reaper, Ruby Rose...That may be one of my favorite character descriptions I’ve ever typed.

With introductions outta the way, let’s talk some Ruby ships.

White Rose

kinda leaves me indifferent?

overrated

would read a fic about it

Ideally, White Rose has become one of those ships that half of the FNDM loves to hate. But me, I’m not as triggered by it, let alone nowhere near as angered by it’s presence simply because it’s not Bumbleby.

Unlike BB, in which it’s presence makes me wanna slug my screen every time I see a comment thread screeching high praise about it, I can look at White Rose and just be more like: “Eh. It’s okay.” Simply because I have seen WR content that I enjoy, and that at least many WR shippers know when to shut up when they’re called out unlike Wasps.

Really, a lot of the content has a lot heart put into it to where I really can’t get mad at it. I know it’s a WLW ship. I know that’s become a thing to generally hate among RWBY fans. But I do think that WR is the lesser of two evils between that and BB not because I have a lot of friends who ship it, but because I think folks crap on it way too much compared to the demon that BB has become.

Am I saying there aren’t toxic WR fans still around? Hell no. They need to be called out on it, too. But I’m also generally more relaxed about the ship. Nothing major really.

Ladybug

I SHIP IT

CUTENESS OVERLOAD

underrated

hELL YES

Ladybug has become a recent addition to my ship list a while back. But I’ve fallen head over heels for it in such a short amount of time.

Even many folks I’ve spoken to who tend to gag at the mention of WLW ships in a fandom as egregious as RWBY’s agree that the Bugs are really harmless given soft the content of this ship often is. I’m not saying that Ladybug is all “wee-hee-we’re-a-couple-of-happy-go-lucky-dorks” because that would make it unoriginal and boring to read in many cases.

No, the reason I’ve grown to adore Ladybug so much is because I’m one of those who parrots how much of a missed opportunity (like the show is as a frigging whole) how many interactions there could be between Ruby and Blake.

Why wouldn’t they? They’re both into fantasy stories, both have darkened color schemes, and share some general views on why they fight. Really, Ladybug is just a good way for me to fill the void of just how much Rooster Teeth doesn’t give a fuck about how to organize their characters properly?

Volume 5 gets Freezerburn, and not onwards? Come on, RT.

But before I end up turning this into a rwde post, let’s just move onto the next ship.

Nuts & Dolts

I SHIP IT

CUTENESS OVERLOAD

Soulmates

I WOULD DIE FOR IT OKAY

Yeah this one was pretty obvious. But who cares?! I frigging adore Nuts & Dolts.

Let me just be clear in saying that I can ship it platonically/romantically, simply because I love the bond that Ruby and Penny share. They’re both hyperactive, kindhearted and strong-willed girls with a penchant for bladed weaponry and wanting to make the world a better place for everyone.

This initially made N&D into a guilty pleasure ship for me. But over time, I just couldn’t resist or get mad at it because I love how soft it feels. Same reason as Ladybug for the most part. But overall, I like N&D because of just how much soul there is between two people who were born differently with a set of powers that aren’t what you’d call “ordinary”.

As someone who’s been called “unique” or other labels with the disability I have, I usually find it very pretentious and downright grating to see stories that are supposed to be uplifting about being born in a different manner because that can be really damn annoying after a while.

Yeah, stuff like disability or other stuff is under-represented in pop culture. But often it’s portrayed in a very “Hollywood” fashion even if it’s not a work from that culture and work mindset.

I’m not saying N&D is one of those “unique” portrayals, but as something that shows what happens when two saviors who wanted a normal life have someone in each other that they can trust and even love for their shared experiences of being born differently.

Which is why I’ve grown to accept Ruby and Penny as the popular fan portrayal of being girlfriends or platonic friends. They have so much in common, which makes it that much more endearing for me personally.

Okay. Those are some Ruby/Other girl ships outta the way. Now let’s discuss some Ruby/guy ships...Here’s where it gets a little odd.

Lancaster

BROTP

overrated

no thanks

Oh boy. I’m probably gonna get some flak for this entry...

Let me just be clear that this is a post that is NOT meant to attack any particular shippers. This is me stating what I feel about certain ships and me occasionally talking about how I think they would turn out.

It’s not my headcanon interpretations, per se. But instead it’s more how I picture it based on my experience with viewing relationships in my own life before I started discussing fandom ships.

Now that I have that out of the way, let’s discuss Ruby/Jaune.

When I first started watching RWBY, my first ship, like many others was Arkos (more on that when I cover Jaune). I felt that Pyrrha was just the right fit for a lovable dweeb like him with how it helped kick-start his character development and the framework for how he would improve himself overall.

Granted, I wasn’t really expecting Arkos to be canon since Pyrrha had died in V3. It was a tragic outcome for a ship that had so much buildup. And most of the FNDM agreed that Jaune needed a hug along with his friends to help him through it.

When I started to hear about the fact that Jaune was shipped with other girls in the main cast, I wasn’t really shocked since White Knight was already fairly popular. But when I found out about Lancaster, it was like: “Wait a second, people actually ship him with Ruby?”

Was more confusion than astonishment, to be honest. I didn’t really think that it would’ve been fitting despite how close and similar both team leaders were. But I decided to bite the bullet and give it a try with reading a couple of Lancaster works.

I got bored.

I’m not so much angry whenever I hear about Lancaster as I am just not impressed by how much fanon works recycle many tropes and plot elements.

Ruby is secretly in love with Jaune.

Jaune does something adorkable or manly which attracts Ruby.

Ruby makes/attempts to make a move on him with some crazy or titillating way that, while in-character for her, has been repeated one times too many in this or other ships featuring her.

Jaune is generally being a good boi throughout. I like Jaune, but I feel that he’s put in too many fanfics in which he’s overly good and pure. Again. It’s fitting for him, but sometimes a bit of difference in fan interpretation is nice. Make him angry, have him lash out at his friends at times. Just don’t make him a “perfect” boyfriend.

Both dorks often have to hide their relationship because of the possibility of Pyrrha being jealous, Yang going apeshit, or other characters reacting the way they do which is often buzzwords in a fic like that.

Lancaster shippers, I am not attacking you since this is your thing. If so, fine. But it’s not mine as I am giving an attempt to give constructive criticism about some of the ships listed here while talking about ships I like to make these posts all about even ground.

I prefer to see Ruby and Jaune as besties. Hell. I prefer to see them more like siblings considering how much Jaune acted like a big brother to Ruby on the road to Mistral with how Yang was bedridden with depression in V4. I also think that Jaune needs a friend right now rather than a love interest. The same could be said for a lot of characters right now, but that’s a different topic.

My biggest criticism for LC is that while I understand the similarities that they share, it’s the whole “opposite-gender-leads-fall-in-love” trope. This trope can be done right *coughRENORAcough* but is put in so many works that I’m not one of those fans who’s impressed with it.

The ship isn’t original, but it’s nothing to make me wanna rage-post like I’m Keemstar on Red Bull or the like. And I know people who are into it, to which I tell them: Good for all of you. It’s simply not my cup of tea.

Rosegarden

would read a fic about it

meh

not really my thing

Oh god, how I wish it wasn’t harvest season!

Kidding. Kidding. Rosegarden is legit, and all my friends in the group who ship it are wonderful people.

Another ship that I can’t really get angry at since compared to other ships that cover things like young love or ships of people who were born differently (see my Nuts & Dolts entry), RG is pretty fucking harmless and I can tolerate it more even though I’m not into it.

While I understand why it seems hypocritical of me to share and repost stuff related to RG on occasion, this is simply because I have reason to share it based on how much I’ve interacted with shippers and how I’ve actually had productive discussions with them outside of their ship.

It’s the community which I like more than the ship because of how much more chill they are. But there’s also a big reason why I know that some people crap on this one.

Ozpin.

Dude, if I had a Dollar for every “RG-is-pedophilia-because-Oscar-is-Ozpin’s-puppet” fallacy that was posted I wouldn’t be needing a stimulus check. Let me explain to y’all why that’s bullshit.

(RWDE mode online)

Is Ozpin eons of years old? Yes. He’s from Humanity 1.0 and was thrown into the bodies of men in the modern world in his war against Salem. It’s a rough situation with a lot of baggage to any relationship he puts up or wishes to even build-up and I don’t think it should be swept under the rug because there’s a lot of stuff that should be brought up about the guy.

Is Ozpin intervening on any potential interaction between Ruby and Oscar? No. Canon or no, Oz has been a neutral party in whatever interactions the two kids have because it’s not really his business. Do you honestly believe that if Ozpin would be the kind to boss his host around that he would attempt to butt in on their friendship?

As an Oz critic, I can say that while I understand both interactions, I draw the line at this ship being considered pedophilia.

I mean, come on! The FNDM ships Ruby with villains like Roman, Cinder and Salem, who are adults when she’s a teenager! And suddenly it’s okay to claim pedophilia just because Ozpin is present?! ARE YOU HIGH?

If we’re going with that logic, fine, just have Ozpin ascend from his brain after Salem is 86′d, THEN we can have a development in RG’s friendship whether it’s romantic or not. But leave the fans of this pairing out of it!

(RWDE mode offline)

The reason I don’t ship Rosegarden is because I’m not a fan of the whole “young love” trope either. I wouldn’t mind it so much if Oscar wasn’t relegated to a support role due to being an Oz host and he had more screen time rather than the old wizard.

Maybe I’m just too cynical about stuff like this to really care. But the point is, I can’t get mad at this ship either and I’m willing to read up on it in small doses.

Strawbana

I ship it

CUTENESS OVERLOAD

the sexiest pair

we need more of it

underrated

Sun Wukong, you magnificent monkey bastard! You always seem to brighten my day whenever I’m looking through critical discussions related to this show.

Much as I love BlackSun, I’m definietly curious to learn more about other ships involving my homeboy here. Solar Flare, I also like. But Sun/Ruby? Thank you sir, may I have another!

Ugh. Can’t believe I just quoted Animal House to describe my love for this painfully underrated ship. Somebody get me some soap...

Other than their VAs being married in real life, I like Strawbana/Red Sun the same reason as Nuts & Dolts with this being a ship that features two extremely upbeat characters finding love in one another with just how much they kick ass for the reasons of just being good people.

Kinda/sorta the only straight Ruby ship I’m into just because of how much they could rub off on one another, and how much I’d love to see them interact more in canon material. Not just the show but any other tie-in stuff.

Next time, we cover Weissu.

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Another Plane

A/N: Something I’ve been sitting on for awhile. A sort of follow-up/sister fic to Dreamscape.

Summary: "Pyrrha, I want you." Pyrrha's most vivid fantasy comes to life. Erotic lucid dreaming.

ao3 / ff.net

“Pyrrha, I want you.”

The words were uttered softly, the hint of uncertainty normally coating his voice entirely absent.

Blue eyes pierced through her gaze, shining and unashamed. His voice, honest and raw, reverberated in a chill down her spine; the palpitation of her heart building in frantic staccato.

Though the words were repeated, tattooed across her heart each night, the raw intensity in his delivery never failed to catch her breath.

It wasn’t the first time she had seen him here.

Each time that he visited her it always unfolded the same way.

His arms would surround her, the heat radiating from his body only serving to reiterate the sincerity of his words, as he held her with a passion she had only dreamt of.

Pyrrha knew that everything she saw, every feeling coursing through her wasn’t the result of anything real. Yet, the sight, the sensation was so vivid, she didn’t have a problem pretending, even if only for a moment.

It was why she found herself waking each morning with sweat seeping into her sheets, her face flushed and breath ragged. There was a strain, a frustration weighing heavily upon her. As though, even with the time she had spent sleeping, rest had escaped her.

Despite the pleasure this reverie awoke in her, it never quite seemed to quell the burning desire licking at her body. It always lingered, remaining with her throughout the day. No matter how closer she desperately tried to pull herself.

As she slept, her body continued to move of its own accord; her hand reaching blindly beneath the sheets to stroke at the ache between her legs. Muscle memory goaded by the urge burning within her, a routine she had unconsciously fallen into.

Pyrrha whimpered softly at the contact, imagining the fingers penetrating her were larger and less calloused. Her lip caught between her teeth to muffle the sound, wanting to focus solely on the steadily building rhythm.

“Pyrrha,” a warm, familiar voice called to her as she stroked, throwing off her concentration.

Though fond and gentle in how it addressed her, it felt intrusive; carrying over the surroundings of her own private plan. Pyrrha's face contorted, her eyes scrunching closed as she turned her head, hoping if she ignored it, the voice would eventually fade.

Yet, it persisted.

“Pyrrha.”

A wave of jarring clarity flooded back to her; the surrounding dreamscape beginning to crumble. It brought with it a sense of dread; a single, coherent thought.

Someone was trying to wake her.

Pyrrha’s sleep had never been interrupted before.

For months, this sense of release, of reprieve, was only something she'd been able to find while in the realm of her dreams. Even if it wasn't real, she wanted to hold onto this feeling. The sense of affection and completeness she could never quite experience anywhere else.

If she left now, she wasn't sure if when she would she be able to return again. If at all.

She fought, determined, against her returning consciousness.

The voice, however, was insistent, breaking into a teasing chuckle.

“Come on, Pyrrha,” it coaxed once more. She felt her body shift and move beneath another force. “Open your eyes.”

She was stirred by the sound of his voice, the feeling of fingertips gently pressing at the bare skin of her shoulder. It rippled through her body, like an electric current.

Surprisingly, the pleasure coiling between her legs wasn’t immediately torn away as she feared; faint ripples still lingering.

Reluctantly, her eyes opened, the haze of sleep dissipating as her vision adjusted to its surroundings.

There was someone waiting by the side of her bed, eyes clouded by an emotion she couldn’t quite recognise, watching her with rapt, unbroken attention.

Though, from the frown his lips settled into, the furrowing of his brow, he seemed at odds with himself. Conflicted over how to act. He wanted to turn away, conscious of what he had caught her doing, but couldn’t bear to rid the image from his eyes.

“Jaune,” she muttered, her voice thick.

It was morning, shortly after dawn. Soft light broke through the gaps in between their shutters, shadow illuminating Team JNPR’s dorm in grey.

Pyrrha was normally up around this time and getting ready for class; heading for the deserted shower blocks to wash away the residue still clinging to the inside of her legs.

It probably wouldn’t be long before Nora woke, bringing Ren and the demand for pancakes with her.

For now, though, it was just the two of them. Jaune’s gaze holding Pyrrha in silence, as his hand remained rested on her shoulder.

There was something particularly disarming about being woken up by the person you had just been fantasising about.

One moment, Jaune had been naked, holding and touching her body in reverence, and now, he was before her; watching.

With a hazy conscious still riddled by sleep, the two moments could have easily blurred together. She could have carried on, without a thought. Her fantasy of him, of their relationship, seamlessly crossing the threshold into reality. Her body hadn’t had time to adjust, her fingers having still not shifted from their position beneath the sheets.

Even Jaune, who could be described as oblivious on his better days, couldn’t mistake what he had caught her doing.

The evidence was written across her features, in the way her pulse beat erratically, ragged breaths carrying from her body. The sweat building on her neck, her unbound hair sticking to her skin in damp clumps.

Though she had, thankfully, been clothed, her thin nightgown left no mystery. Her hand, retreated from beneath the waistband of her underwear, fingers slick with her arousal. The sight of hazy, blue eyes watching her through disheveled, blonde bangs, weighing her down with such intensity.

It was then the full, mortifying reality of Pyrrha’s actions became clear to her. That the man she loved had just caught her touching herself.

That she would have to live with the consequences of what she’d done on another plane of consciousness, amidst a world of her own private desires, as it been broadcast before him, as clearly as the steadily rising sun.

Pyrrha ducked her head, the embarrassment and shame searing itself into her skin. She wanted nothing more than to sink into herself and hide from the rest of the world.

“Pyrrha.” The hand resting on her shoulder; contact that normally calmed her; made her tense. “There’s no need to be embarrassed.”

Pyrrha could have laughed. Bitterly. It was easy for him to say, he wasn’t the one who had been seen masturbating.

Stubbornly, she turned away, knowing that there was no way she could bare to even look at him. Not after what he had seen.

“This isn’t like you.” He continued softly, his breath catching thin wisps of her hair by her ear. “You’re usually so much more confident.”

With her bottom lip catching between her teeth, Pyrrha wasn’t so sure this was true. She was a confident fighter, certainly; always sure of herself and her abilities. Yet, when it came to acting upon, or even expressing, her own feelings she felt years behind most girls her age.

She was painfully shy.

Perhaps Jaune sensed this, his expression settling into a frown as he reached out to catch her cheek delicately.

“Look at me.” He spoke without a trace of trepidation in his voice. The words were firm, but the hand that touched her gentle.

It was endearing and familiar, one that Pyrrha felt she could trust. She could feel herself giving in. Stubbornly, she shook her head.

“Come on Pyrrha, please. It’s me.”

Pyrrha's eyes lifted, tentatively, eventually catching his own.

There was a sudden, startling intimacy in the gesture; one that she hadn’t felt between them before. Eyes that had become so familiar to Pyrrha carried an entirely new intensity in their depths. One that compelled her, almost immediately, to severe the connection.

Perhaps it was lying before him, still half-asleep, waves of arousal sifting through her, but she felt naked and vulnerable beneath those eyes.

They had been sharing a dorm room together for almost a year and had grown rather close in that time. They had expressed some of their deepest doubts and fears to one another, without hesitance. If there was anyone that she trusted, it was Jaune.

Ever since yesterday, it was clear that things had changed between them. Their relationship was crossing unfamiliar boundaries. Perhaps after what they’d seen of each other, after how far things between them had gone, her embarrassment was unfounded.

Still, it was all startingly unfamiliar to her.

As if conscious of this, Jaune’s voice lowered accordingly. In the privacy of the moment; knowing that he was alone with Pyrrha and trusted her more than anyone; he no longer felt nervous.

“Do you always think of me when you touch yourself?”

“I-,” Pyrrha bit her lip, her hesitant voice breaking off into a cry as Jaune’s finger slipped beneath the covers and entered her slowly.

A spark coiled is way through her lower body, thin wisps of pleasure building in her core. It was enough to thrust her agonisingly towards the brink, yet not enough to leave completely satisfied.

Her free hand clenched into a fist as she struggled to muffle the sound escaping her. At the other end of the room, she heard Ren mumble something unintelligible, before turning and lying still.

“Answer me,” Jaune insisted roughly, the digit slipping away from her as quickly as it had entered.

“Y- yes,” she whimpered. Her body and heart quivering as she bucked against him, hoping to reignite the ember inside her that had been so abruptly snuffed out.

Satisfied with her answer, Jaune complied, his lean fingers caressing the walls of her sanctum.

It was strangely invigorating to see him act so assertively around her. In most cases, Pyrrha had been the one between them to take the initiative, be it in class, or training. Their relationship seemed to be the one exception.

Even though she had developed feelings for him first, it was Jaune who eventually had to notice the hints she had been dropping.

Jaune who had to overcome his disbelief that someone like Pyrrha Nikos could possibly ever be interested in him, and eventually reciprocate them.

Now, he was the one setting the pace, fingers pumping into her, in a slow, agonising rhythm, leaving her writhing and breathless. The intense heat that coursed through Pyrrha was unlike what she'd experienced before. The stroke of her own hands, even blanketed by fantasies, could only excite her so much.

It paled compared to his presence, his touch, solid and real.

Pyrrha reached out to clasp Jaune's shirt, pulling herself towards him; closer to the stroke of his fingers, the heat and friction of his body. Her lips sought his own, desperately wanting the moment to play out as she had fantasised, to offer him the same affection her was giving her.

She could hardly contain the ardour that rose in her chest as he kissed back, the motion of his hand not stilling.

"Jaune!" Pyrrha cried out, as a powerful twinge worked its way through her body.

Her arms fell limp, as she slumped into the solid plane of his chest.

Jaune's hands that she'd one found so comforting and familiar, were new and thrilling in how they caressed her body, the sparks they left in their wake. It was numbing her senses, leaving her helpless and slack as she whimpered, desperately trying to contain her voice.

Jaune smirked, as if deliberately trying to break through her composure. With his longer fingers, able to caress those crevices she hadn't quite been able to reach, the odds seemed in his favour.

Pulling closer, his lips stroked her eyelids. A gentle caress contrasting to the pace his fingers were working at.

“That’s it, Pyrrha.”

His breath, hot against her ear, speaking the words she had only ever imagined, was enough to set her over the edge.

"Come for me."

Pyrrha's mouth gripped the juncture between Jaune’s neck and shoulder, muffling her voice against him in a high-pitched scream.

The skin where her teeth had lingered was red and blotchy as they separated. It was a good thing that Jaune’s uniform had a high-collared shirt.

Pyrrha collapsed back against her bed, her body still quivering as her arms gave out. For all the strength her body possessed, her orgasm had completely sapped her.

Her eyes closed, Pyrrha had never felt so in tine, so conscious of the myriad sensations wracking her body. As though the pleasure from Jaune's touch, the connection of their bodies, had awoken in her a greater capacity to feel.

She focused on the breaths carrying through her body, the rhythm calming the frantic beating of her heart in time with the fading pulsations between her thighs.

She could sense Jaune's presence bedside her. His strong, bright aura blanketing her, the heat still radiating from his body.

The way his lips gently found hers. Warm breath kissing her skin, before closing the distance in a soft, lingering touch.

While it had been thrilling for him to touch her boldly and passionately, there was something so intimately familiar, so innately Jaune, about his shy, tender caresses, something that warmed Pyrrha to her bones.

Her eyes opened, immediately drawn to the bright cerulean spheres before them as he rested his forehead against her own.

“You don’t need to fantasise about me anymore, Pyrrha.” Jaune said earnestly, the words tracing a pattern over her lips.

A promise.

“I’m all yours.”

#rwby #arkos #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #fanfiction #spyder-m

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