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seshirukun · 4 months
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Their callings
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smokestarrules · 1 year
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Marrow’s never going to live this one down. 
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howlingday · 5 days
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Ruby: I wish Weiss would stop yelling at me.
Yang: Maybe I can help by pulling up some dirt on her? Remember when I got Jaune on Remnant's Most Wanted?
Harriet: There he is, in the classroom.
Marrow: Try to take him alive.
Jaune: (Door explodes, Ace-Ops storm in) OH NO, NOT AGAIN! (Running)
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Yang: Oh, poo, you're no fun. Well, maybe I should go see what Vomit Boy has been up to.
Jaune: (Standing outside the Atlas Vault) I keep telling you, I didn't do anything!
Ironwood: (Holding a gun to him) I don't care.
Jaune: ...
Jaune: (Gulps, Jumps over) AAAAAAAAAAAH! Ouch! My elbow!
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robynsscarf · 10 months
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itsupermanti · 5 days
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The Grimm-Slayer
Inspired by this;
Jaune/Grimm-Slayer(decked out in his full, rust covered armor): *Walking into the Guild Hall as techno music plays in the background*
Marrow(awestruck at the sight of the Knight): Who’s that lanky, armored man?
Sun(awe in his voice): Take a big~ whiff guys.
Sun(as Grimm-Slayer walks past them): That’s the smell of a real huntsman!
Neptune(taking in a deep whiff of Jaune’s musk): SSSNNNOOORRRTTT!!! Aaahhh~…
Neptune(spontaneously combusting into flames due to Jaune’s sheer manliness): OH GOD!!!
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hadesisqueer · 1 year
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RWBY Textposts
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iamafanofcartoons · 1 year
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In Celebration of RWBY Volume 9 and Pride Month 2023, let us remember the GREATEST RWBY AMV to ever grace youtube.
Is Qrow Gay?  Or Mistralian / European?  Happy 2023 Pride Month!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTqhD3hUanw
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thewhalelord · 10 months
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RWBY Portrait requests I did on twt awhile ago
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juanarc-thethird · 1 year
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How the fuck…?!
During the Atlas evacuation.
Winter: *In front of a map* Okay, so half the kingdom has been destroyed. So we need teams here, here, and here to clear out civilians, okay?
Jaune: *Looking at Winter's ass* Yeah sure...
Winter: Okay good. We have an evacuation route and a team on the east side, so Jaune if you can get everyone across de town there, they'll be fine. Can you do that?
Jaune: *Still looking at Winter's ass* Yeah sure, whatever you say.
Winter: *To Jaune* Okay, what's going on? You seem really distracted today.
Jaune: Distracted? What? No way! *Takes a quick look at Winter's lower half*
Winter: You keep looking down, what's going on?
Jaune: Alright fine!... Can you tell your ass cheeks to stop looking at my eyes? It's distracting me!
Winter: *Angry* Jaune, half the kingdom has been destroy, hundred of thousands of people have been left homeless and destitute, and you're too busy to help because you're looking at my ASS?!!
Jaune: Um... Yeah
Winter: *blushing* That's actually kinda sweet
On the side lines
Marrow: *whispering* How the fuck does he have so much rizz?!
Elm: *Confuse* I don't know...
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pilot-boi · 3 months
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Guard dogs(jaune x marrow) art? Maybe
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The puppy love of a century
Believe me, you don’t need to explain what Guard Dogs mean, I adore them
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superiorsturgeon · 3 months
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Jaune/Marrow: *filling out paperwork after a mission*
Winter: *walks into the room* Anything big to report?
Marrow: Just your big, jangly booty, baby! 😉
Winter: *smacks Marrow’s ass and walks back out* See ya tonight, toots! 😘
Jaune: …y-you…? And the Winter Maiden…? 😦
Marrow: Mm-hm! We’ve been getting it on!
Marrow: *points at the chair Jaune is sitting in at the moment* …right there in your chair!
Jaune: 😨
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arc-misadventures · 5 months
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A Solider, A Huntsman, And A Monster
They made a wide berth around me as I walked through the halls of, Atlas Academy. Many moved to the side to make way for my presence, others stopped in their walking to jump back in alarm as they saw my ghastly visage before them. I tended to create, although involuntarily, stirs around people who haven’t seen me.
Although, many offered me a kind, and polite nod of the head in acknowledgment as they saw me walk by. These were mostly the rank, and file soldiers you would find strewn about the academy. Be they enlisted, or officers, my actions in the defence of, Atlas, and Mantle had earned me their respect, and mine in turn.
But, peoples fear of me would have to wait, General Ironwood wanted to speak with me, and I for one wasn’t planning to keep him waiting, especially since his summons seemed rather urgent. A notion that filled my broken soul with unease.
When I reached the doors leading to, General Ironwood’s office I softly knocked on the door, and entered. Well, what what I thought was a soft knock made a sound more akin to a hammer pounding warped steel. I looked down at my right hand, inspecting the white bone plate upon it, as I entered the generals office.
Jaune: My apologies… I thought that was knocking softly… evidently not.
Ironwood: It is quite alright, Mr. Arc. Please do come in.
As I entered his office I saw several other individuals in the room. Specialist Winter Schnee, Specialist Ebi Clover, several of Atlas’s council members, including its latest addition, Robyn Hill. My gaze lingered upon her longer than others, but it was soon put to an ease as she walked over, and held out her hand.
Robyn: It’s a pleasure to see you again, Mr. Arc. How are you feeling?
I took her hand in mine, and simply replied:
Jaune: I’m doing fine.
There was genuine concern within her voice. Robyn, and I had created an ammoniacal relationship between the two of us. I found her presence calming, and her smile comforting, but more importantly I could use her semblance to gauge my mind’s true feelings. And, based upon the red grow that emanated from our hands. Well, there was much lies to be told.
Robyn: You’re lying, Jaune.
Jaune: To myself, or you? That’s the real question…
Robyn gave me a sad smile as she pulled away, patting my arm as she turned to stand beside her colleagues.
I thought my night with, Willow would have lifted my mood. But, seemingly only on the surface it had been lifted. But, now wasn’t the time for mopping about, or swallowing myself up in rage. I was summoned here for a reason after all. What that was, was the question.
Jaune: So, you wanted to speak with me, General Ironwood? May I assume this is about my work schedule, and teaching documents that I will need? Or, perhaps some individuals have voiced their objections to me becoming a teacher at, Atlas Academy because of various… circumstances.
I cast a cautionary glance to my left, I gazed upon the gaggle of council members currently present. I couldn’t blame them if they objected to my appointment as a teacher, I was a for the better part, a Valian after all, and not an, Atlasian. Many would find pause in that alone. Taking into consideration me being a Grimm/human hybrid, well, I’m still surprised I’m not locked up in another lab getter poked, and proded, again.
James saw through my not so subtle pointed questions, and smiled softly at that, and he shook his head dismissively.
Ironwood: No, no nothing of the sort. This is about something else all entirely.
Jaune: And, that would be?
Ironwood: I, General James Ironwood would like to, on the behave of, Kingdom of Atlas, and Mantle, would like you to offer you a military commission.
The eyebrow over my left eye rose as I looked at him skeptically.
Jaune: You want to buy my services as a mercenary? But, I’m already a Huntsman working for, Atlas Academy. Aren’t I already a mercenary under a contract?
General Ironwood, and the Specialists all looked at me wide eyed for a moment before bursting our in a small fit of laughter. Even, councilwoman, Robyn Hill chuckled at my expense.
Ironwood: Hahaaa… No, Mr. Arc, what I’m saying is that I want to offer you a position as an officer in the, Atlas Military. The process of doing so is called, ‘a military commission.’
My head nodded in understanding at the terminology, but I was nonetheless confused.
Jaune: I understand, but why are you doing this? Don’t I need to serve in the, Atlas Military for a while to become an officer?
Ironwood: Normally yes, however, Hunter’s, such as the, Specialists have, Huntsman level of training, and are a part of the, Atlas Military. This exemption to the rules also applies to you as well, since you were gifted you, Huntsmen license from, Atlas Academy. And, as for why we’re offering you a commission, well there are several reasons.
I could see an almost nervous sense of unease fill the room. I looked towards, Winter, and caught her gazing at me, her eyes quickly darted away from me. I did the same to other members of the, Specialists, and they gave the same distant look, but, Robyn kept her eyes locked with mine unlike the rest. Interesting.
I tore my vision away from, Robyn to look back at, Ironwood, and ask the question he wanted me to ask.
Jaune: And, those reasons would do doubt have to do with, Salem’s attack upon, Mantle, and Atlas, no?
Ironwood: You are correct. We lost a lot of people that day… Mostly soldiers who sacrificed their lives in the defence of, Atlas, and Mantle people. And, while we lost many of the common rank, and file soldiers, we have lost far more officers than we can allow.
I looked at him with a mild sense of confusion, his words didn’t add up. I knew the body count of that day, I knew how many soldiers died, I knew who were the grunts, and who were the officers among that number. I knew how many civilians they saved that day was, and I knew how many they couldn’t save that day. I knew all too well, and I could never forget.
Jaune: Unless I am mistaken the total casualty numbers for the day people have dubbed, ‘The Siege of Atlas,’ was around three hundred, and thirty eight, Of that number, one hundred, and seven were civilians, leaving that count being that there were two hundred, and thirty one casualties sustained by military personnel. Now, not counting the casualties sustained by the, Atlasian Knights, which I believe is around, three hundred, and ninety two. That number of, two hundred, and thirty one only, forty one of them were officers. Now, if we are not counting the nine, Paladin pilots who also lost their lives among that count. Since I assume you are counting officers that were in positions of command, and any soldier who is, ‘Fitted for their suit,’ as the slang goes is gifted the rank of lieutenant upon graduation. So that would leave approximately, thirty two officers who lost their lives in the line of duty. Now I mean to speak no ill of the dead, but is that not considered, ‘An acceptable casualty rating?’
My words may have been as simple as reading a causality report, but the shocked looks I received from those present was odd. It seems like they didn’t expect me to know the exact casualty rates we experienced that day, and based upon how, Ironwood was over looking a series of documents in front of him he couldn’t believe it either.
Ironwood: You are correct, those were indeed the casualty numbers we received that day. And, the number of three hundred, and thirty eight fatalities among the enlisted personnel, the officer core, and civilians is indeed, ‘an acceptable causalty rating.’
: An acceptable casualty rating?!
I looked of to one of the council members, a lady whose name was, Mrs. Alicia Ophilia. She seethed in a cold, and silent rage as she started us down at our seemingly disconcert regards towards the glorious dead.
Alicia: I for one do not consider over three hundred dead civilians, and military personnel as an acceptable casualty rating! How can you be so callous, and emotionless towards such a substantial lose of life?!
Myself, Ironwood, the Specialist, and even, Councillor Hill understood fully well the reason behind her rage. Which made the cold, grim logic behind, Winter’s following words all the more damning on an already weery soul.
Winter: If I may, Mrs. Ophilia. The term: ‘Acceptable casualty rating,’ is an euphemism used by the military, and huntsmen alike to address casualties, or destruction inflicted by an enemy force that is considered minor, or tolerable.
Alicia: Tolerable?
Robyn: Please put it into perspective, Alicia; we lost over three hundred people during the attack, and out of two cities whose total population nears ten thousand, which would you prefer; one thousand dead, or three hundred dead?
Mrs. Ophilia looked at the group of soldiers, and Huntsmen before her, and as she processed the words spoken to her, and gave a heavy sigh as she relented.
Alicia: I concede. You are right: Theee hundred dead is a more… acceptable number… than one thousand dead.
Jaune: While I agree with you, Mrs Ophilia, that one death is one too many, I was actually referring to the casualty rating among the officers, not the total amount of dead. Wouldn’t losing thirty two officers be acceptable, surely there is more than enough soldiers to fill in the holes they departure has created.
Ironwood: That is the case, and those officers positions have been refilled by newly promoted soldiers. I’m afraid to say we lost more than thirty two officers.
Jaune: What? How?!
Shock roared through my voice causing others to jump back from me, I could see, Harriet from the corner of my eye adopting a combative stance. Their shock was understandable, but they mistook my cry of alarm for one of rage. An understandable reaction at the end of the day; I sound like a monster as much as I now look like one.
Jaune: My apologizes. My voice betrays my mood. I am not angry, but shocked that we lost so many officers. But, how did this happen, did we have a sudden, Grimm attack, or something?
Ironwood: We didn’t lose any more officers to the, Grimm after that. We did lose an additional forty seven officers, most of whom were dishonourably discharged afterwards though.
Jaune: Dishonourably discharged?
The confusion laced within my voice was just as loudly heard as the silent rage that echoed from the, Generals.
Ironwood: Yes, you are aware of what a, ‘bought officer,’ is?
Jaune: A corrupt officer?
Ironwood: No… Well it wouldn’t surprise me a few if a few of those officers weren’t taking money on the side to look the other way. But, no, a ‘bought officer’ is a slang for officers who purchase their rank with lien, not years of dedication to, Atlas, and its people.
Jaune: You have such officers in your ranks? That doesn’t seem like something you would allow.
Ironwood: And, I wouldn’t have. But, a contract made by the founders over a hundred years ago said we had too, and it would have taken just under another hundred years ago for it to expire. Luckily, taking in the results recent attack in mind, I was given the ability to remove such a contract, and the filth it brought with it from our ranks.
Jaune: And, the individual reason these officers were removed?
Ironwood: General cowardice: abandoning their post, leaving their men behind, trying to steal military craft to flee, Atlas. Simple things such as that.
Jaune: Ahh, well that certainly explains things…
I could remember seeing individuals fleeing from the frontlines at the beginning of the battle, all wearing officer’s uniforms now that I think about it. I couldn’t pay too much mind to it though, there were too many pressing matters to attend to at the time.
Jaune: And, you want to offer me an officers commission to fill in one of these missing positions?
Ironwood: Yes. You would still be a teacher at the academy, you would just also have an officers rank, and be expected, if the need arise to, to lead troops upon the battlefield.
Jaune: Just like what I did during, Salem’s attack?
Ironwood: Correct.
He wanted me to be an officer. An officer in the, Atlas Military. It sounded like in the end I would just have a change of clothes, and some pretty bobbles on my uniform. But, I looked down to my right hand, and thought hard about his offer. The white bone plate that covered my hand, and the pale skin that rested below it. I wasn’t human anymore, would these soldiers follow my orders into battle? During the, Seige it was different; There were no officers, just soldiers fighting for their lives. I gave them orders, and commanded them to obey my commands, saving thousands in the process. But, that was in the midst of a battle, the largest, and most deadly battle, Atlas had ever experienced. Would these soldiers be willing to follow my orders, the orders of a monster during a time of relative peace?
Ironwood: They recommend you.
Jaune: Excuse me?
I was ripped from my musing at the, Generals words. I was recommended for this position; By who, and why?
Ironwood: Several of the soldiers you fought along side that day were also promoted, and made officers to fill in the ranks. Now we have competent, and skilled officers in our ranks. But, while these officers were being promoted, they often asked the same question: Is the, Hero of Mantle, Jaune Arc joining us?
Jaune: H-Hero of Mantle? Are people calling me that?
Robyn: Its the name the people have given you for your heroic acts for saving them that day.
Jaune: Hero…?
Robyn: Jaune…
I looked up to see that, Robyn was holding my left hand in a comforting grip as she softly smiled at me.
Robyn: Regardless of what you think, people don’t see you as a monster.
Jaune: They don’t?
Robyn: No. People see as a victim of the horrendous acts of a true monster. They see you as a man who risked his life to save them. You are a hero to them, Jaune. You are not the monster you believe yourself to be. You are, Jaune Arc, the Saviour of Mantle.
I couldn’t help, but snort at her words.
Jaune: ‘The Saviour of Mantle.’ Sounds a little much now doesn’t it?
Robyn: Well, it’s shows you how the people truly see you as.
Jaune: But, I’m just a huntsman doing my duty. There’s nothing more to it than that. I
Robyn: But, don’t you like being called a hero?
Jaune: No, not really.
Robyn: You sure about that?
I looked at her skeptically before staring down at my hand enveloped in a red glow. I looked back to, Robyn’s cheeky smile as I swatted her hands away.
Jaune: Stop doing that!
Robyn: Not going to happen.
Jaune: Damn…
Ironwood: So, Mr. Arc, what do you say?
I turned away from, Robyn to address, General Ironwood. I straightened my back, and stood tall before everyone with my hands held firmly behind my back.
Jaune: If, if I accept this offer I would like to make one request.
He quirked, and eyebrow at me, as he straightened his back in turn to address me.
Ironwood: And, that would be?
Jaune: A custom uniform that would fit me properly, and new armour as well. My bodies… alterations have made my armour rather cumbersome to wear.
Ironwood smiled as he took in my simple request.
Ironwood: I think we can do that. Anything else?
Jaune: No that is all. In any case, I humbly accept my commission to… uhh… what rank will I be receiving… Sir?
Ironwood: You can save the ‘sirs’ until after your commission. As for your rank; taking into consideration the deeds you’ve accomplished in the service of, Atlas, and Mantle. We have agreed on giving you the rank of, Colonel.
Jaune: Does this mean I will outrank the, Specialists?
Ironwood: As a matter in fact, you will indeed outrank the, Specialists.
Jaune: Oh good… Now, Marrow can be the one getting me coffee instead… Heheheee…
Everyone seemingly flinched as I chuckled to myself. If, Marrow’s face was saying if he had a pair of ears instead of a tail, they would have dropped in fear.
Jaune: …
Jaune: That did not sound like I was making a teasing remark in the slightest did it?
The resounding choir of nos soon swiftly answered my question.
Jaune: Great, not only did he turn me into a monster, but he took away my ability to make a joke… Godsdamn bastard…
Everyone seemed to find something else to look at, all seemingly not wanting to comment on my feelings towards that particular monster. Like there was anything else to comment on it anyway.
Ironwood: Ahem. The award ceremony where you will be granted your new rank will take place in a week from today. I recommend you get fitted soon, so they can make your new uniform soon.
Jaune: I understand, will that be all?
Ironwood: That’s everything. I look forward to working with, Mr. Arc.
Jaune: Likewise, General.
We grasped one another’s hands in a firm handshake, before others came along, and also gave me congratulatory hand shakes as well. The Specialists were open, and receptive to my commission, while Marrow did look nervous as I teasingly smiled at him. Though I doubt it was very teasing, a smile filled with fangs no doubt always looked threatening.
The council members gave me celebratory handshakes as well, they were pleased with my appointment to become a colonel. No doubt for some political bullshit they were planning to use me in.
But, then there was, Robyn.
Robyn: So, Jaune, how does it feel to become an officer in the, Atlas Military?
Jaune: Ask me again when I’ve dawn on the uniform.
Robyn: I’ll have to remember to do that. I’m glad you accepted the offer, the other two council members are actually opposed to your appointment. You no doubt understand why.
I looked towards the other councillors as they addressed, General Ironwood. No doubt talking about future plans, and meetings they must attend to. However, as I looked upon the three of them a thought crossed my mind.
Jaune: Wait… Two votes for, and two votes against? You were the deciding vote.
Robyn: I was, and I voted: For.
Jaune: Why? You don’t trust, General Ironwood, and the military, why would you agree to have me instated in the military?
Robyn: Because I trust you, Jaune. I trust that with your calm head, you will be able to keep the others in check. That with your help we can lead, Mantle into a brighter future for the good of everyone.
Jaune: A brighter future lead by a, Grimm/human hybrid? I find that hard to believe. No, Robyn you are the Bannerman, the one leading others to a brighter tomorrow with hope as your forge a better future. I however, will be the sword that protects that future. I am more suited for that role. Soldiers can easily follow a monster into a war, but not in peace.
Robyn: Jaune, just because you look like a monster doesn’t mean you are a monster.
My head fell as I shook my head. Blind optimism fuelled by hope, I never thought I would miss someone talking like that. At least, Robyn has a realistic head on her shoulders. But, still blind optimism will never help me.
Jaune: We’re all monsters, Robyn. We may not look like ones since we’ve all been well groomed, are well dressed, and given etiquette lessons. Some monsters wear the skin of monsters, others wear the skin of humans. But, it doesn’t matter, because at the end of the day we’re all just monsters, now we’re just well dressed monsters.
Robyn: Well dressed monsters…
Robyn looked away from me as she pondered my words before she shook it away before looking back at me with this mad glint in her eyes.
Robyn: Jaune, are you busy this afternoon?
Jaune: I was going to grab my teaching manifest, and study what I need to be teaching the students. Why do you ask?
Robyn: Class doesn’t start for two weeks, you can put that off until tomorrow. Come with me, there’s a victory celebration being held in, Mantle.
Jaune: A victory celebration? But, the Siege was over a month ago, why are you having one now?
Robyn: The Siege turned everyone’s lives upside down, people needed time to rebuild, to morn those they lost. The people of, Mantle need to let loose, and relax. To let the burdens of, The Siege fade away, so we can all move on from it. So, we’re going to have a massive party to do so. So, would you like to come?
Her logic made sound sense, but I wasn’t sure if this was a good idea, I would probably cause a small panic, being a monster, and all. But, the people of, Mantle do call me, ‘The Hero of Mantle,’ so maybe they might actually enjoy me being there. But, I had to ask something very important before I offer her any answer.
Jaune: Will I have to give a speech?
Robyn: No I don’t think you would will have to.
Jaune: I’ll hold you to that.
Robyn: So you’ll come?
Jaune: I will, but don’t expect me to dance.
Robyn: We’ll see about that. Come on, Jaune we have a party to go to.
I hope this will be fun event. a chance to unwind, and relax, just as, Robyn said. But, honestly I just hope this wouldn’t be an event that I would come to regret.
I can at least hope for that right.
Right?
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lipeg · 3 months
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Theodore: She can't stay in this academy
Jaune: Who?
Theodore: She
Theodore pointed to Neo
Jaune: Ask you
Everything in the room fell silent. Yang was the only one who started laughing.
Theodore: I must remind you that you are talking to the Headmaster of this academy
Jaune: So what do you have to say about her, dear Headmaster?
Jaune pointed to Raven.
( The epilogue of v9 was "released" but the episode wasn't even finished, it was still in the storyboarding process, I don't consider it an epilogue, it's just something to draw attention to itself )
Jaune: And her
Jaune pointed to Esmeralda.
Jaune: Let's not forget them
Jaune pointed out to the RWBY team that, in the eyes of the people of Atlas, they were responsible for the destruction of the kingdom.
Jaune: You know, you're a bit of a hypocrite, 7 criminals in your school and you still complain about my wife. And who came up with the idea of calling her
Jaune pointed at Raven without looking directly at her.
Oscar/Ozpin: I
Jaune: Why am I not surprised, your incompetence has no Ozma
Weiss: Jaune!
Jaune: Me lying? His incompetence knows no bounds, he was in charge of Beacon and Beacon fell, he had important information when we were in Atlas but he didn't open his damn mouth!
Jaune: We've lost the relic of creation, the relic of knowledge is useless, Vacuo has become the favorite destination for Grimms and we have 1 maiden who wants to kill us and 2 missing maidens
Jaune: So I ask if anyone, ANYONE! had a plan, so said
Jaune looked at everyone, he looked at team RWBY, Qrow, Winter, Marrow Amin leader of Ace Operatives, Coco leader of CFYV and other leaders of elite hunting teams.
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Vanitas: So, boy, what are your plans?
Jaune: Wow, let's use the relic of destruction
This surprised everyone, and those who had just learned about the relics were shocked.
Vanitas: Let's see who will use the sword that can destroy the world
Jaune: Ren
Ren himself was shocked.
Ren: Why me
Jaune: You told me yourself that you've improved your Semblance, you told me yourself that you can suppress your emotions for hours now
Jaune: If you don't depend on your emotions then only reason will remain, and besides, I trust you. I know you well enough to know that you wouldn't let innocent people suffer
Ren was happy with his former leader's words.
Neo with his Semblance made a pile of papers appear on the table.
Jaune: I had some extra time and did a little study and now the Army of Atlas will serve as a line of defense and transport, they will enter combat unless it is strangely necessary, the focus will now be on protecting and better Vacuo
Jaune: About Nightmares Grimms. With only the VATC (Vatican) team, they are the only ones who can face these monsters and leaving only one is too risky, the CYFV team will help them in the battles
Jaune: Other teams like SSSN and others, I first need to know which areas they are good at.
Jaune turned his gaze to the RWBY team.
Jaune: Ruby, you'll be away from the battlefields and will work in weapons maintenance, your weapons creation and repair will be put to good use. Yang and Weiss both go to work as aides to the Atlas military. Blake, you and your Faunus features are going as vigilantes.
Blake: This is racism
Jaune: Blame God for creating the black night sky. Salem is going after the relics. We need to get in touch with Headmistress Glynda as soon as possible
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howlingday · 3 months
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Jaune Arc Is A Creep
Cardin: Ha! You stupid nerd! (Shoves Jaune) Reading books and shit!
Jaune: Laugh while you still can! You're the stronger one now, but some day, I'm going to grow up, and I'm going to teach myself how to make chloroform and knock you all out! Then I'll drag you into my basement and chain you to the walls! The first thing you'll see when you wake up is me, standing over you as your new god!
Jaune: AND THEN I'LL MAKE YOU WORSHIP ME IN WAYS NO GOD HAS BEFORE.
Cardin: ...
Ruby: (Bandaging him) And then what happened?
Jaune: (Sniffles) They beat me up and took my books~!
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Ruby: Fuck you guys! I'm going back out there and kicking their asses!
Jaune: No, Ruby! Vengeance protocol dictates that we should lay low after an attack and conserve our resources!
Ruby: Fuck the rules! They insulted us!
Jaune: Ruby, as a guy who gets his ass kicked so much he could be a professional, listen to me. The only thing we can do for now is survive!
Ruby: Oh, so I should just cower like you, should I? LIKE A LITTLE BITCH?!
Yang: (Pops Ruby in the head) As far as I can see, you're the only one acting like a little bitch here, Ruby. Now listen to what Jaune has to say.
Jaune: Thanks for sticking up for me, Yang!
Yang: Shut the hell up, Jaune! And you, Ruby Rose, open your mouth.
Ruby: Wha- (Bread shoved in, Gagging)
Jaune: Oh! Oh... Oh, wow... That's... That's kinda hot, Yang.
Yang: Eat, Ruby. Eat and build your strength.
Ruby: (Crying)
Jaune: Keep crying, Ruby. It'll make the bread taste like tears.
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Pyrrha: Jaune, I know this is tough, but... Is there a higher power you worship?
Jaune: I used to worship Monty Oum.
Pyrrha: Who's Monty Oum?
Jaune: THE GOD OF DEATH.
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Goodwitch: You there! Who the fuck are you?!
Jaune: Jaune Arc, sir!
Goodwitch: Why the fuck are you here, trainee?
Jaune: To become a huntsman, sir!
Goodwitch: That's bullshit! Look at you! I bet you play with dolls!
Jaune: Well, yes, but only for roleplay revenge fantasies, sir!
Goodwitch: Shut up, Banana-Slut!
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Blake: You can do it, Weiss. Just focus on your core when using the tether.
Jaune: Yeah, it's not too hard if you concentrate.
Weiss: Even you can do this, Arc? I know I'll regret asking this, but what's your secret?
Jaune: I, uh.... I kinda have a natural advantage with this skill.
Weiss: What do you mean?
Jaune: I, uh... I used to experiment a lot with auto-erotic asphyxiation.
Weiss: ...Just take me up the tether.
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Jaune: Oh! I also like to read!
Blake: Oh, really?
Jaune: Yup! For example, did you know that if you electrocute someone underwater, it'll leave no burn marks?
Blake: ...
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Jaune: So... I gave it a lot of thought, and I decided. I'm going to serve on the front lines.
Nora: What?! Why?! Jaune, seriously, you suck at everything you do!
Jaune: I know.
Nora: With your tactical brilliance, you could easily land a spot as an officer away from the battlefield!
Jaune: I know.
Nora: So why the hell are you coming to the front lines with us?!
Jaune: ...
Jaune: I WANT TO SEE DEATH.
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Ren: We're finally here, Jaune. We finally made it as huntsmen. Do you have any regrets?
Jaune: No. It was either this or med school.
Ren: I... wasn't aware you wanted to be a doctor. What was going to be your specialty?
Jaune: (Wide grin) EUTHANASIA.
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Coco: I'm open to suggestions.
Nora: Let's give all of our weapons to Ruby and have her use them to build a giant rifle-toting, sword-swinging mecha.
Coco: What is this, a fucking anime? No!
Blake: We could always give up and run away.
Coco: No!
Ruby: Let's play Arrowfell!
Coco: NO, GOD DAMMIT! NO! Does anyone have any good ideas?!
Ren: Jaune has one.
Coco: ...Dear god. Alright. How bad is it?
Jaune: This is an old revenge fantasy I used to reenact with dolls.
Yatsuhashi: Holy shit, this guy is fucked.
Jaune: In my most elaborate schemes, I'd pretend the dolls could see me before stabbing their eyes out and burning them alive.
Fox: ...Jaune, has anyone ever told you that you have an unhealthy obsession with ocular trauma?
Jaune: It's like closing the windows to the souls!
Cardin: You know, if we shoot out the Grimm eyes, we could finish them off without losing anyone.
Pyrrha: Jaune, you are the creepiest fucking guy I've ever met, but hey, that's not a bad plan.
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Nora: Jaune, can I ask you something?
Jaune: Sure!
Nora: This is going to sound stupid, but... Let's say I, hypothetically, have romantic feelings for a fake brother-
Jaune: You mean Ren?
Nora: Yeah, whatever. But let's say I acted on those feelings. Would it... Would it be wrong?
Jaune: Nora, why are you asking me about socially moral protocol?
Nora: Because you're the only one I can trust to not tell anyone. And even if you did, everyone would just assume you're being a creep again and I could deny everything.
Jaune: Wow, Nora. That's cold, dark, and manipulative genius.
Nora: I'm sorry, I just really need to know.
Jaune: I've never seen you in this light before.
Nora: Is it wrong?
Jaune: Hey, can I have a lock of your hair?
Nora: Answer my question, Jaune!
Jaune: Alright, alright! Look, the way I see it, I don't see anything wrong with your feelings, Nora. He wasn't really your family anyways, so even if you did incest-bang, it would've been fine.
Nora: It's not incest!
Jaune: I know, I know! I just prefer to think of it that way!
Nora: ...
Jaune: Bitch, don't even give me that look. You already KNEW what you were getting into asking me for advice!
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Marrow: General, wait!
Ironwood: God dammit, Wags, not now!
Marrow: General, Huntsman Ren and Pine along with Huntress Valkyrie are invaluable soldiers, and thus are completely expendable. But you should know that Huntsman Arc is said to be one of the most fucked up people on Remnant!
Jaune: (Thinking) No! They found my secret!.
Ironwood: Oh, really?
Jaune: Act normal- (Meow) NO, MISTER WHISKERS! NOT NOW!.
Ironwood: And just how fucked up are we talking?
Jaune: (Twitching hard) GET YOUR LITTLE CLAWS OUT OF MY EYES~!.
Marrow: Fucked up enough, some say, to rival even you, General.
Ironwood: ...To rival me, you say?
Ironwood: JAUNE ARC!
Jaune: MEOW!
Ironwood: Is what they say true?! Are you truly a fucked up little shit?!
Jaune: Well, I think I'm perfectly normal, but I may have a few desires and tendencies some may classify as... off?
Ironwood: ...Okay, Huntsman Arc. We're going to play a little game, and if you lose, the survival of both yourself and your friends over there, too!
Jaune: Sir, this is a horrendous abuse of authority-!
Ironwood: SILENCE!
Ironwood: Jaune Arc, I challenge you to a personal duel to the death! We shall fight with words to determine once and for all who is the most fucked up human being on the planet!
Jaune: (Huffs) Okay, this? I can do!
Jaune: I PLAY WITH HUMAN DOLLS!
Ironwood: I PLAY WITH HUMAN LIVES!
Jaune: I laugh at death!
Ironwood: I worship Salem on the weekends!
Jaune: SALEM! WORSHIPS! ME!
Ironwood: I lick tears off of orphans!
Jaune: I call arson a career!
Ironwood: I joined the military to watch people die!
Jaune: I celebrate living failure!
Ironwood: I submit to certain death!
Jaune: I harass the elderly!
Ironwood: I dip my soldiers with disease!
Jaune: I throw rocks at the homeless!
Ironwood: Oh yeah? Well, you wouldn't know anything about this because you're a virgin, but casualties are my favorite form of sexual foreplay! (Jaune stunned) YES! HAHAHA! Foolish child! You thought you could match wits with the worst of us and win?! You played the cards of a petulant boy, Jaune Arc, and now you and your little bitch friends will die!
Jaune: (Looks to his team)
Nora: (Thinking) You can do it, Jaune!.
Ren: (Thinking) There's no one I've ever met who's creeper than you!.
Jaune: You thought you were fighting a mere moral? You thought you could probe the darkness that is my mind?!.
Jaune: FOOL! I SHALL DROWN IN THE MAELSTROM OF MY NIGHTMARES! MY TENTACLES SHALL TWIST AND CONTORT YOUR THROAT AS I THROTTLE YOU WITH VISIONS OF HERMAPHRODITIC SUCCUBI AND VIOLENT! OEDIPEDAL! RAPE FANTASIES!
Jaune: I will take your cities! I will subjugate your children! I will rape and devour your armies! But you, only you shall survive, so that you may bear testament to my will and ultimate revengeance!
Atlas: ...
Vale: ...
Vacuo: ...
Mistral: ...
Salem: ...
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Jaune: I'm the Hunts-Man, you lunatic. Anyway, you guys got any 'shrooms?
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Bystander: Are you... An angel!?
Jaune: Yeah, sure, whatever... You got any ketamine?
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Jaune: I know you're here, Roman, you big fucking nerd. Where's my goddamn money?
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Grunt #1: Be careful, man. I hear Hunts-Man attacks with all sorts of random bullshit.
Grunt #2: Please. I got him dead to rights. Now to-
Jaune: *Throws something* Random bullshit GO!!!
Grunt #1: Damn you Hunts-Man!
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Jaune: I am the god of light. Hand over your wallet and your ketamine or Remnant is doomed.
Marrow: Fuck off, Hunts-Man. I'm not falling for that one again.
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Jaune: ... Why do I hear Eminem all of a sudden?
Hound: *Looming over him*
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Clover: Someone's hacking the system, but who? Hunts-Man!
Jaune: Where's my goddamn money!?
Harriet: No-one here owes you money, you drunk, crazy asshole. Roman isn't even on the Ace-Ops, so stop calling here.
Jaune: Wait... Roman isn't an Ace-Op?
Jaune: That lying fuck.
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Jaune: You know who I really want to fight? Junior.
Elm: Wait, the asparagus from VeggieTales? Or the crime lord?
Jaune: ... Yes.
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Jaune: Honestly? At this point, I don't even remember why Roman owes me money. But a guy's got to live by a code, you know?
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Vine: It's over, Hunts-Man! I have the high ground!
Jaune: Impossible. Do you even know how many drugs I'm on right now?
Vine: That's not what I-
Jaune: Less talk, more VENGEANCE!!
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Nora: Dammit, Jauney, let someone else have a turn for once!
Jaune: No! Ren is my homie... Only I get to give him a goodnight kiss!
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Jaune: Using my Marine Corps training, I can turn ANYTHING into a weapon! Even this rifle!
Watts: Uh, isn't a rifle already a weapon?
Jaune: *Snaps rifle in half and smacks him across the face* Semper Fi, bitch!
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Jaune: God of Darkness, you fucking nerd! Where's my... Uhhh what are you doing?
G.o.D: Don't let her get me. I didn't mean to look at those lewd hieroglyphics! Forget if gods can bleed. Can a god simp?!
Jaune: What the fuck are you talki-
G.o.D: *Grabs him* I was horny, Jaune Arc. And now, Salem is going to quantum bonk me!
Jaune: Who is going to what now??
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Roman: *Half dead inside of grimm* What? It's impossible. It can't be... A way out! And... the Hunts-Man!?
Jaune: That's right, bitch! Now where's my goddamn money? Don't make me come down there and waterboard you, shitheel.
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