#RWBY Writing

[goldsrc-hl1]

Thinking about doing an analysis of James Ironwood, one of my personal favorite characters in RWBY and definitely some of the best writing the show has seen, thoughts?

#rwby #rwby analysis #rwby writing is actually pretty damn good #rwby writing

[so-you-read-the-usernames]

Female characters who are the sole voice of reason <<<<<<< Female characters who think of themselves as the sole voice of reason but who are actually just as insane as those around them

#meryl stryfe #trigun meryl #trigun #trigun (1998) #I haven’t actually seen tristamp #but based on the gif sets and clips I’ve seen I think it’s still accurate #weiss schnee #yeah I’m a rwby fan so what #there are probably more examples but modern media is sooo bad at writing female characters that I can’t think of any #also old time media #all media is bad at writing female characters #anywho if anyone reblogs this can they put their fav insane lady blorbo in the tags

[spooky-donut-ghost-house]

Okay writers in the RWBY fandom I need help

What do you use in substitute for hell? Like "what the hell?" and "go to hell"? What do y'all use in substitute for that?

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[chittychittyyangyang]

#rwby #rwby9 #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #bumbleby #blake #yang #this gave me psychic damage #in the best possible way #I teared up before but this had me actively crying #I will write up a post later cause this just hit me so hard but please enjoy a gif #1k

[anthurak]

Okay, but just the contrast in writing/performance between Jaune and Ruby in their different breakdowns.

Miles is giving Jaune this very up-front, very overt, very traditionally dramatic ‘man losing his mind out of isolation and guilt’ performance. He shouts, he screams, he makes big, attention-getting monologues and outbursts where he lays out all his pains and torments for the audience to hear. Again, all in what we’d call a very ‘traditionally’ dramatic fashion.

Meanwhile, Lindsay is giving Ruby this very restrained, grounded, visceral, far more raw and ugly performance. Ruby is generally quiet and restrained until something sets her off. She doesn’t shout or scream but instead lashes out with things she’s been holding in all this time seemingly at random. She’s not ‘explaining’ what or how her problems are, she’s just VENTING. Because that’s all she CAN do right now.

And it all works brilliantly with both the characters AND what the scene needs to accomplish.

I think from a character perspective, Jaune is making these big, overt dramatic breakdowns in a subconscious attempt to GET attention, as an unconscious cry for help. Specifically, because Jaune is deep down DESPERATE for absolution. He’s become so consumed by guilt over what he did to Penny that it’s now taken over everything he does, and deep down he’s desperate for someone or something to absolve him of that guilt.

But whereas Jaune is dealing with something recent, relatively speaking, what we’re seeing with Ruby is simply the result of coping mechanism she’s been using to compartmentalize, manage and repress her trauma likely her entire life, which has LONG since been pushed past it’s limits, FINALLY breaking down. What we’re seeing start to come out is likely a LIFETIME of repressed pain and trauma. Which ironically she CAN’T let out nearly as obviously as Jaune is doing because she’s still trying to keep it in. Because she doesn’t know HOW to be open with her pain.

And putting Jaune opposite Ruby in this episode only serves to exacerbate Ruby’s problems. Because Jaune’s far more overt and obvious breakdowns just end up drawing the attention of Weiss, Blake, Yang and even the audience AWAY from Ruby’s already subtle and restrained breakdown.

Until it’s too late and Ruby simply checks out entirely.

#rwby #rwby spoilers #rwby volume 9 #Ruby Rose #Jaune Arc #lindsay jones #miles luna #rwby analysis #the writing acting and literally everything on this show is FUCKING BRILLIANT

[eviestevie-nametaken]

You’re Lost, You’re Found

Summary: 𝘈𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘒𝘶𝘰 𝘒𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘈𝘥𝘢𝘮 𝘛𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺’𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘘𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘛𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥?

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭.

Here we go! I’ve had the wonderful privilege to work with my bestie Louie aka @imnotgayyelling on this years Bumbleby Big Bang! I started working on this story and joining the BBB server back in May and it’s had me very busy @bumblebybigbang

#Bumbleby Big Bang #rwby #rwby fanfiction #my writing #bumbleby #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #fanfic art #eviestevie fanfic art #greenlight volume 10 #greenlight rwby volume 10

[short-wooloo]

On this day 10 years ago, Yang met Blake for the first time

Look at how far they've come

#wooloo-writes #wooloo writes #rwby #rwby spoilers #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #bumbleby #blake x yang #yang x blake #rwby 10th anniversary #10th anniversary

[razorblade180-heated]

Pretty Face

Disclaimer- Nsfw

Yang:Weiss, I have a profound and serious question. Top or bottom? And I mean spiritually.

Weiss:That last part doesn’t make this profound.

Yang:But I am serious.

Weiss:..I’m a bottom at heart.

Yang:How much so?

xxxxxx

Weiss couldn’t help but slowly think back to a “special” encounter with Jaune. She had really gotten all dolled up for him. Her hair was freshly curled to give her ponytail a drill shape. Icy blue eyeshadow with carefully managed mascara and lipstick to match. All that money and effort in makeup for the soul purpose of it running down her face.

She could barely breathe or hear the music in their hotel room over the sound of her throat closing around her boyfriend’s length. Not that she was listening to it. Her ears only cared about the constant sound of a gruff “good girl” that kept her eyes watering and on knees. Her carefully done hair felt the firm grasp of his hand controlling head, keeping it right between his legs while her own dripped more than the spit that ran down her chin. Weiss was an utter mess, but the sultry gaze looking down at her told such a beautiful lie that she couldn’t resist.

“That’s it. Keep making that pretty face.”

Gods, she wanted this moment to last forever; this feeling that dulled her mind and flooded her senses. Right to the point flood poured down her throat. Her entire body felt warm and overwhelmed. She couldn’t even tell who this was for anymore, until the answer came sliding out of her mouth. As she took a first proper breath after what felt like ages, her face remained right where it was, lapping up what dripped from the swollen tip, before moving onto leaving her lipstick all over on the package responsible for the taste in her mouth. She could still feel her ponytail under his control and Weiss was just fine with that.

“What do you say?”

“Thank you~” a twinge of pain on her scalp hit as she felt his grip tighten. Silly her. How could she forget? “Daddy. Thank you, Daddy.”

“Anything for my girl. Now then, your makeup isn’t finished yet.”

Weiss dragged her tongue all the way up along his girth before filling her throat again, her head bobbing as she devoured him; until her makeup was finally perfect.

xxxxxx

Yang:Weiss?

Weiss:*bright red*……I ask and provides; or rather, indulges my more conservative side. Let’s leave it at that.

Yang:You were totally having a flashback to something but I won’t pry too far. I might have to share my own dirty laundry otherwise. *walks away* thanks for indulging my curiosity.

Weiss:….*pulls out scroll*

Jaune:Hey Snow Angel. Everything okay.

Weiss:Yeah. Just…thinking.

Jaune:About?

Weiss:If……If you can help me with my makeup later?

Jaune:….

Jaune:Of course. I’ll make sure you look real pretty.

#rwby #yang xiao long #weiss schnee #jaune arc #rwby whiteknight #I just wanted practice writing head

[banancrumbs]

keep smiling through, just like you always do

‘til the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away

#my art #rwby #ruby rose rwby #rwby ruby rose #rwby volume 10 #rooster teeth #i destroyed myself writing this caption

[brokentrafficknight]

Blake's Beta Readers Pt 5

Blake: It is not! I resent that. Slander is spoken. In print, it's libel.

#rwby #rwby shitpost #blake belladonna #ruby rose #pyrrha nikos #jaune arc #lancaster #arkos #rwby fanfiction #blake writes smut #sometimes blake writes fluff

[charlandnhergenreter]

#hope writes #nasa #rwby #feelin myself #nessa #bum cheeks #mystic #contentseller #all nighter #fireworks

[pilot-boi]

Jaune’s friends throw him a birthday party only to find out he has long forgotten his own birthday in the Ever After, never mind how old he technically is.

Jaune’s friends have been acting weird all week.

Of course, he’s not a very good judge of what counts as weird anymore. Living for decades in a world where the brooks would literally babble and time was literally money would do that to you.

But he feels pretty sure that they’re being weird.

They keep huddling in groups whispering to each other, only to see him coming and abruptly change the subject, or just straight up walk away. He might be out of practice reading social cues (and he was pretty abysmal to begin with, let’s be honest here) but even he can notice that.

Are they mad at him? He’s been trying his best to hold himself together since getting back. He’s been talking to Ren and Nora and Ruby when he’s spiring. Oscar has been a HUGE help adjusting to feeling out of place in his own skin. Heck, this morning he didn’t even wake up freaking out about being late! All things considered he thinks he’s been doing pretty okay.

So why are they all avoiding him?

“Do you have…”

“No, Ren’s taking care…”

“Oh good, then you can-”

Ruby and Weiss are lurking outside of an unused classroom, whispering intently to each other over an open notebook. Jaune perks up. “Hey guys! What’re you-”

They both look up at him, immediately cutting off their conversation. Weiss shuts her notebook with a snap. Jaune’s greeting trails off and his smile slips from his face as they stare at him.

“What uh… what are you guys up to?” Jaune asks.

Ruby and Weiss glance at each other. “Nothing you need to worry about,” Weiss responds eventually, Ruby shifting awkwardly behind her

“Are you sure? I could… maybe I could help!” he offers, hating how over-eager he must sound.

“I’m sure,” Weiss replies firmly, and Jaune wilts further. “Besides, we were just going, right Ruby?”

“We were? I mean, yeah! Yeah we were,” Ruby nods, already edging away. Can she really not even stand to be around him? “See ya later, I guess!” And the two of them hurry off down the hallway, already whispering to each other.

Jaune slumps. He thought he was doing better, but if Weiss and Ruby beat that hasty of a retreat at his mere presence? And not even the first one this week? Yeah, they’re definitely mad at him. He just wishes he knows what he did.

He shuffles his way back to the JNPER dorm. The whole time, he’s replaying the conversation in his head, nitpicking every over-exuberance, every awkward moment. He knows he’s out of practice, but he’s trying, really he is. Maybe they’re just finally getting tired of his lackluster performance? Tired of playing nice in the face of his bumbling?

The door is ajar when he returns, and he can hear Oscar and Nora’s voices inside.

“...just hard seeing him this way.”

“I know, it hurts me, too.”

He hesitates, hand hovering over the doorknob. He can’t help it. And yeah, eavesdropping is bad. But they’re talking about him, and if they don’t know he’s there, they will continue to do so. Of course, he might not like what he hears, but at least he’ll have answers. And since when does he do what’s good for him?

“...having trouble adjusting.”

“Yeah. But hopefully this will help!”

“I hope so. It’s been a while, but if we all work together we can make sure he stays away while we-”

Yeah. He’s heard enough.

Jaune shuts the door with a quiet click. Well, he was wrong at least. His friends aren’t mad at him. 

No. No, they hate him.

He lets his steps carry him away. He doesn’t much care where he ends up, he knows his friends won’t be there.

If they want him to stay away, he can do that. It was selfish of him (stupid of him) to want to immediately insert himself back into the team dynamic. They spent months grieving him while he was living in fairytale land, and then he shows back up and what? Just slots back in like nothing happened? Like they didn’t just spend the last few months of their lives thinking he was dead?

“Having trouble adjusting” Nora had said, and she’s right of course. It’s no secret that he’s been taking to Remnant like a fish to the desert.

But he’s been trying, gods he’s been trying!

Jaune knows he’s awkward and too loud and too big. Too used to stiffness in his limbs that would slow his movements, too used to a creak and a crack in his voice that would lower his tone. Too used to being alone to fit, like he’s a puzzle piece from a different set thrown in a box it doesn’t belong.

He knows he’s not okay, he’s not right. He knows that as well as he knows his name. (His name or his title? Which one is he anymore?) But to hear it spoken so plainly from a friend’s mouth…

Jaune doesn’t realize he’s crying until his vision blurs with tears.

Weiss and Ruby whispering to themselves about Ren (his teammate, his brother, he doesn’t even know what his brother is doing), saying they don’t need him, and leaving abruptly when he approaches. Nora and Oscar talking quietly about how badly he’s adjusting and how they need him to stay away.

He just wanted to be less alone, but he’s just pushing everyone away again. Too loud, too big, too much. Just like Alyx.

“Hey Arc, what’s with the moping?” Jaune jumps, whirls around, and blinks back into awareness. He’s in a courtyard dappled with the warm tones of sunset (Wasn’t it midday? How much time did he lose?), one of the few places in the city with plantlife. And there, glaring at him from under a palm tree, is Emerald.

He stares at her. She stares back. He can’t tell if she’s giving him time to calm down (stupid crying, stupid trauma, why won’t his lungs just work right) or if she just refuses to ask the question again.

Eventually his breathing steadies as much as it’s going to, and his panic begins to ebb. She’s still just staring at him.

His brain catches up. Right, she asked him a question.

“I’m not-” He swallows. No more bottling things up. He tried that already, and look where it got him. A bowl full of poison and a lake full of tattered paper. “I think everyone is mad at me. I think… I think they’re all just psyching themselves up to tell me that they’re… that they hate me.” Jaune admits, voice getting more quiet as he goes. And wow, he really must be hard up for people to talk to if he’s telling Emerald this.

She scoffs, rolling her eyes. “What? No. No they’re not.”

Jaune blinks, taken aback by her immediate response. “They’re not? But… but they’ve been avoiding me all week! Saying they don’t need me and that they want me to stay away! I just heard Nora, and she said-”

“They don’t hate you, trust me,” Emerald assures, cutting off his increasingly panicked rambling. And somehow, she sounds so sure of herself that he can’t help but trust her. “I don’t think they can hate you. Believe me, I’ve tried, and you’re annoyingly likeable. It sucks.”

“But if they don’t hate me then…” The words won’t come. Why are they avoiding him? Why are they working on something while deliberately not including him? Why do they want him to stay away?

The bewilderment must be plain on his face because Emerald sighs and stands. She mutters something under her breath that sounds like “those idiots can’t even…” but he doesn’t catch the rest.

“Gods damn puppy eyes. They’re just planning a… wait. Actually-” Emerald pulls out her Scroll. Jaune can’t see who she dials, but whoever it is picks up immediately. “Hey it’s me. Yeah. Yeah I know you’re busy but- Yeah I know you’re almost out of time-”

At this, Emerald glances at the sky for some reason and Jaune automatically follows her gaze. The sun is dipping behind the roof of the building, sending cool shadows across the courtyard. Jaune winces, reminded of the time he lost. How long was he wandering around the halls of Shade before he stumbled across Emerald?

“Yeah I know, I KNOW! Listen, Arc’s-” She gets cut off again, clearly growing more and more irritated. It’s probably Yang then, or Ruby. “Will you just shut up and listen?! Arc’s here! He’s here with me, so you can tell the rest of the idiot squad to stop worrying! He’s right here!” Jaune perks up. They were worried about him? But…

“He wandered past me after overhearing one of you… No he still doesn’t know, somehow, but he showed up freaking out and VERY disassociating and I had to calm him down! So if you don’t want a full meltdown on your hands, one of you get over here and get this show on the road, because I swear I am not equipped to deal with Jaune crying.”

Jaune. She called him Jaune. 

And earlier she said she doesn’t hate him.

And if she doesn’t hate him then… then maybe she wasn’t lying about the rest of his friends not hating him. It feels like there’s a happy balloon swelling in his chest, and gods dammit he’s starting to cry again.

Stupid high strung emotions, stupid post-meltdown crying, stupid heart caring so stupid much.

Emerald catches his eye and she winces. “Ah shit um… No everything’s fine, Arc’s just crying again. No I think it’s good tears this time, he’s got this big dopey smile on his face. Yeah. Yeah that’s the one. Can one of you get over here now? We’re in the garden off of our room. No the other one. See ya.”

She sighs and tucks her Scroll back in her pocket. “Ruby should be here any second.” Jaune beams at her. She squints at him. “What.”

He shrugs. “You’re a good friend.”

Emerald scoffs, folding her arms and looking away. “Yeah, whatever.”

There’s a burst of rose petals and Ruby materializes next to them. She’s speaking before her feet touch the ground! “-so sorry! Jaune! Oh gods we’ve been looking for you everywhere! Come on, the others are waiting-”

“You have? They are?? Wait what are-” Before he knows what’s happening, Ruby has wrapped herself, himself, and a reluctant Emerald up in her cape. “-you talking about?” Jaune says as soon as they land. And then the nausea hits.

“Oh crap, I forgot! Sorry…” Ruby apologizes, patting his back as he doubles over, breathing shallowly and leaning heavily on hands resting on shaky knees. “You okay?”

“Better than ever,” Jaune replies, chuckling weakly. “Just warn me next time. Please. Airships are bad enough but that was…”

“Horrible??!” Emerald interrupts, looking thoroughly ruffled.

“Intense,” he concludes, straightening with a shudder. They’re standing outside of an unused classroom, the same one as before. But then… why did Weiss and Ruby leave?

“Well? Go inside!” Ruby prods, bouncing next to the door.

Again, weird. But again, he’s no longer a great judge of what’s weird. So Jaune just opens the door and-

-and is immediately hit with a wall of sound comparable to a bomb going off.

They’re all lucky his sword is back in the dorm, or they’d all be nursing a few gashes. As it is, it takes an embarrassingly long amount of time for Jaune to realize he’s not under attack, and that all the yelling is just…

Birthday wishes? Is this a surprise party?

“Is this… for me?” Jaune asks, once his voice finds its way back to his throat.

“Of course it is, we’ve been planning this all week!” Yang hollers, from where she’s standing next to Blake and a pile of haphazardly wrapped presents.

“We wanted it to be a surprise,” Blake shrugs, looking sheepish. “Guess we took the secrecy a bit too far.”

“We didn’t mean to make you worry!” Nora apologizes, from beside the biggest cake Jaune’s ever seen. “I think you might’ve overheard me and Oscar talking earlier and-”

Everything slots into place. The whispering, the planning, wanting to keep him away, not including him in the process, Ren’s key involvement (That cake could only have been made by him), wanting to help him adjust. It was all just them doing… this.

There’s a pile of presents, each wrapped individually and labeled with Yang’s scrawl and Blake’s tidy printing. A banner hangs overhead with “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!” written on it in block letters, and the last few letters of birthday are all smushed at the end. The cake is iced yellow with the double crescents of the Arc crest emblazoned at the top.

And his friends. His friends. All working together for a week to do this, for him, and he can feel his heart tight in his chest, and gods dammit here come the water works. How could ever think they hate him while they were doing this for him??

His friends are alls taring at him anxiously, and he realizes they think he doesn’t like it.

“I love you guys,” he sobs, and holds his arms out for a hug.

They all surge forward and sink to the floor. Oscar tucks himself under one arm, Ruby under the other. Weiss, Blake, and Ren curl around his sides. And on top of it all he can feel Yang and Nora’s exuberance.

They don’t hate him. They don’t hate him. Gods, how could he ever think they hate him?

In the middle of the hug huddle (Hud? Huggle?) Jaune frowns. “Wait… is it my birthday?” he asks nobody in particular.

He can feel someone adjust against his chest. “Course it is,” he feels Oscar’s voice hum through him. The pod loosens so his baby brother can look up at him, and Jaune ducks to avoid his discerning gaze. 

“I…” Jaune swallows, and finds that he’s looking right at Ruby. She looks gentle, understanding, and when he glances around he sees the same warmth on all of his friends’ faces. He swallows. No more bottling things up. “I forgot,” he admits.

“You forgot it’s today?” Emerald asks, and of course, she’s sitting cross-legged just outside of the slowly detaching hug pile.

“I forgot it entirely,” he says quietly, and he feels Oscar tuck into his side, and Jaune wraps an arm around him without even looking. “There wasn’t any reliable way to count days after so long, and even if there was… the days just weren’t consistent.” Time flowing away like sand in a shattered hourglass. Days that last minutes, nights that last days, days that last months, nights that last seconds. He shrugs. “So I just… forgot. I forgot a lot of things.”

“You didn’t forget us,” Nora reminds him, thudding her head down on his shoulder.

“I couldn’t let myself,” he says. “You guys…” Jaune takes the time to look them all in the eye. “Knowing I’d eventually get back to you all is all that kept me going.”

“Well, if you forget again, if you fall again… we’ll catch you,” Ruby says simply. “Me, Ren, Nora, all of us. And if that’s not enough, and you forget, and you lose yourself…” She swallows, and Jaune’s suddenly quite certain that he’s not the only one on the verge of tears. “Then we’ll just find you and show you who you are.”

“A million bajillion times,” Nora agrees, muffled against his chest.

“As many times as it takes,” Ren nods, and the others all murmur their assent. And Jaune’s heart swells with love for these people who have walked through hell, and who he would walk through hell for, and who would walk through hell for him.

The presents could be bricks and the cake could be sawdust and he wouldn’t care. This, these friends holding him in their arms… this is the only thing he could have ever wanted for a birthday he forgot but they remembered.

Love.

#rwby #jaune arc #ruby rose #nora valkyrie #oscar pine #emerald sustrai #weiss schnee #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #mine #asks #my writing #anonymous

[superiorsturgeon]

Forgiveness

Ren: *visiting with Arkos couple after a fight with Nora*

Ren: *sighs* Thank you again for letting me come by on such short notice, Jaune…I just…needed some space from Nora right now…

Jaune: *doing dishes after dinner while Pyrrha plays with Arkos kiddos in the living room* Hey, it’s no problem! The twins love when their favorite uncle visits! *pauses awkwardly* We can set up the pull-out bed after I finish, if you need to stay the night…?

Ren: Thank you again…*hands Jaune a cleaned plate*

Jaune: *stacks plate in drying rack and starts on a glass*

Jaune: …you know, Ren, if you wanna talk-

Ren: *interrupting suddenly* How did you forgive Pyrrha?

Jaune: *nearly drops glass* W-what…?!

Ren: I-I’m sorry, I’m not very good at…expressing my emotions or talking about others…

Ren: But after what happened with Nora, I need to know!

Ren: Back when Beacon fell, Pyrrha sent you away before she went up in the tower…you said that was your first kiss, but then she used it to trap you in a locker. It was a betrayal of your trust when Pyrrha chose to send you away and go to a fight she couldn’t hope to win.

Ren: I could see that she hurt you, Jaune. Even when she came back, I saw the pain she caused you, but now…

Ren/Jaune: *look over at Pyrrha playing with squealing Arkos children, balancing one on each shoulder while squatting up and down*

Ren: …and now, I’ve never seen two people more happy or in love.

Ren: So please, I need to know…

Ren: How did you do it? How did you work past something like that and stay together?

Jaune: *puts down the glass and pauses, watching Pyrrha do push-ups with her son clinging to her back while her daughter crawls underneath*

Jaune: …I gotta tell you, Ren, it was really rough for us, when Pyrrha came back. At first, I was like, SUPER happy to see her again, you know? It was like everything could go back to the way it was before Beacon fell!

Jaune: But after that feeling wore off, I remembered all that stuff you were just talking about, like how Pyr kissed me, and then shoved me in a locker and ran off without me to get killed instead of coming with us, and it started to bug me.

Jaune: …like, I REALLY started to resent her.

Ren: We all noticed. You stopped talking around her and stopped looking her in the eye. I think Pyrrha almost cried every time she saw you because you seemed so distant.

Jaune: Yeah…I was kinda bitter…Looking back, I know what she did was a dumb teenage decision made under a lot of unfair pressure, but at the time I was still mad, and I guess I kinda wanted to see her hurt because she hurt me…

Jaune: …in hindsight, it was pretty shitty of me to be all passive-aggressive and cold just to hurt her back, and I was being a dumb teenager too…

Ren: Did that realization make the difference?

Jaune: Nope.

Jaune: Believe it or not, I called my mom.

Jaune: I told her everything that was going on, and my problems with Pyrrha, and she gave me some advice her grandpa told her about relationships:

Jaune: *does a southern accent* “When the goin’ gets tough, ya only have two options: Ya either stop lovin’ ‘em, or ya love ‘em a whole lot more!” 🤠

Ren: …so…

Ren: …that’s the secret?

Jaune: *resumes putting cleaned plates away in cabinet* …weeeeelllll…there was a lot more to it than that! Pyrrha and I had to have a big talk about our relationship, and there were a lot of tears and apologies, but great-grandpappy’s advice kinda made me sit down and decide whether I wanted to be with Pyrrha or not, and once I decided that I wanted to be with her I could figure out what I had to do…

Jaune: *feels an impact as his son glomps onto his leg like a koala*

Jaune: *grins down at Arkos kid* And I think I picked the better choice! *scoops up his son as Pyrrha gathers up Arkos daughter for bedtime*

Ren: …your great-grandpappy sounds like a wise man, Jaune…

Ren: If you don’t mind, I think I need to make a call.

Ren later called Nora and they made up on Jaune and Pyrrha’s pull-out couch.

Nora: *snuggled against Ren’s chest* I’m glad you called, Ren, but what made you decide to give me another chance?

Ren: Someone gave me some advice that helped me decide what I wanted:

Ren: *in a terribly-executed southern accent* “When tha goin’ gets tuff, ya only got two opshuns: stop luvin ‘um, or ya luv um a whole lot more!”

Nora: …

Nora: Ren, that was sweet and touching and everything, but that accent was, like, the WORST accent I’ve ever heard! 🤣

Ren: Nora, please, it wasn’t THAT bad…

Nora: I love you, Rennie, but that was so bad it was offensive! 😂

#rwby #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #lie ren #nora valkyrie #arkos #renora #jaune x pyrrha #jaune arc x pyrrha nikos #ren x nora #lie ren x nora valkyrie #the quote is from colonel potter in M*A*S*H #it’s not nice to make fun of other people’s accents #angst-ish #I don’t do serious writing that well

[weisscoldglare]

#weiss schnee #blake belladonna #rwby #ruby rose #cold!ruby #Everthing Went Wrong #EWW AU #somebody reminded me about this #i think im gonna iron out what happens after they are all brought together again #the rest feels solid #maybe ill write out something during oncoming breaks #idunno #coldglareshares

[strqyr]

remember how ruby promises weiss that team rwby would not leave her sight in atlas, and then they all stand by her side in support when jacques shows up?

promise kept.

remember how ruby promises jaune that they'd meet them at argus, and they did?

promise kept.

remember how one of ruby's issue with leaving was because the red prince made a promise to help them get to the tree if she won?

ruby "it carries a mother's promise" rose takes her promises seriously and no wonder why because somebody didn't keep theirs.

#rwby #rwby9 #rwby spoilers #ruby rose #summer rose #promises are like birds; they taste great but always escape #😭 #writing this one painful bc tumblr is being very slow for me today for some reason #it was painful for other reasons as well but that's the main one

[alkaria]

The irony of Ruby spending a volume thinking she’s a failure, that she’s made mistakes wherever she goes, that she only ever makes things worse... only to return to Vacuo and see before her eyes all the successes she’s had. The friends she fought for, who came together at Beacon. The allies she made, who saved Haven. The tower she helped raise against all odds, in Atlas. 

The world, she spoke to, who heard her ask for help and said “we’ll do whatever we can.” And they came. From Patch, from Vale, from Mistral, from Argus, from Mantle, from Atlas, from Menagerie, they came.

Salem doesn’t face a school unprepared or a kingdom divided this time. She doesn’t just face a kingdom united.

Ruby did the one thing Ozpin never could. Now, Salem faces a world unified.

Because of one simple thing. A smaller, more honest soul.

The Girl Who Spoke To The World.

#rwby #rwby spoilers #rwby v9 spoilers #rwby v9 #yes i cried writing this