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thatanimewriter · 4 months

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BEAR HUG.

➳ request: Hello! Can I request Ruby, Blake, Yang, Weiss, and Neo with either a male or gn!reader (whichever is more comfortable for you) s/o who is tall (Not that tall, I’m talking like 6’0) and normally very stoic but absolutely melts when shown any affection at all from the girls and turns into a massive cuddle bear. Please and thank you! Have a wonderful day!

➳ character/s: ruby rose, weiss schnee, blake belladonna, yang xiao long, neopolitan

➳ warnings: you're a criminal (neo)

➳ notes: 6'0 feels tall for my little 5'2 ass LMAO thanketh for request :)), also sorry these are kinda short-

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

── 𝐑𝐔𝐁𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄.

no one knew why y'all were together initially, it was weird

why is this energetic child with this sophisticated partner????

but everyone knows you have a soft spot for ruby, because even if she's annoying you, you'll be less harsh with her

and if she ever clings to you, a nearly invisible smile rests on your lips

she could use her semblance to sit on your shoulders or cling to your bicep, yet you never pushed her away

if anything, the people saw how you kind of craved it

people wouldn't believe their eyes when they see you with your head atop hers and your arms wrapped around her waist

especially with the big, innocent looking eyes rather than your usual half-lidded gaze

they would think someone is a photoshop wizard if they showed them a photo of you cuddling in your sleep

who knew someone could have such different sides to them??

── 𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐍𝐄𝐄.

what a strict couple istg

you're both so serious most of the time, if weiss wasn't so dramatic at times, people would think you were the same person

not a big affection person, but only because she's touch-starved

when she starts initiating, she's very nervous to because she doesn't know if you want her to

but then she sees the way your face relaxes and your body slumps a bit

and now shes gonna be initiating a lot more, but mostly in private or in times of high stress

if anything, you want hugs all the time and she's the one telling you to chill out (pun intended)

she'll never reject you though, but she will look annoyed

often forgets you're perceived as stoic, because she's more accustomed to cuddly you now

wishes you weren't so tall so that you could cuddle easier though-

── 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀.

another stoic girlie

she probably purrs if you give her cuddles and scratch her head and behind her ears

rubs her head against you when she wants attention (only in private)

found out how much of a cuddle monster you are because of it

probably complains a little when you don't let go of her in the mornings and hug her tighter

gets whiplash from soft you and serious you all the time

the moment you're alone with her you're being all pouty and making grabby hands for hugs

secretly loves it, but she also has a reputation to uphold

has a lot of photos of you being cuddly on her scroll

you're 100% mor affectionate than she is, but it's fine

── 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆.

you'll never be perceived as a stoic person ever with her around

she's constantly coming to give you affection, so you'll have to give up the serious thing

she always teases you about being soft around her

you'll never escape her snide comments about how you're not as stoic as you want to be

you're the one being hugged, not doing the hugging

and she'll secretly film you every time-

hidden scroll on the bookshelf waiting for you to come in the room and get hugged >:((

when she feels sad she always reviews those videos to feel better about things

and she never tells you she's filming :))

── 𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍.

is small enough to dangle from your arm as well

constantly clinging to you

she's very mischievous, but i think when she sees you melt a bit at any semblance of physical contact, a genuine smile would cross her face

you being softer also encourages her to be more vulnerable and less performative

she lives for the height difference though-

she won't be too affectionate in public when y'all are criminals

will let you keep the stoic facade when wreaking havoc for sure, won't jeopardise that reputation

but in private, only soft times, never serious times in the scary sense

serious times in a loving, deep talk way ;v;

she also has lots of photos of your sleeping face while you cuddle her

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razzle-dazzle-writes · 7 months

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Going Down on Them feat. Weiss, Winter, Cinder & Pyrrha

Weiss Schnee

Oral is one of the parts of sex that Weiss enjoys the most. There's a deep intimacy to be found in it for her which only adds to the pleasure it brings her on its own.

She doesn't force you to go down on her, but doesn't make it a secret how much she enjoys it. Both in the moment and afterwards you are made well aware of how much she enjoys cunnilingus.

She keeps herself completely bare. She finds that shaving is the simplest and cleanest option that the both of you can be happy with for going down on her.

A small bit of teasing doesn't go amiss in the moment. Kisses on her thighs, taking your time to reach her cunt. Building the anticipation only makes things more sweet for her when she finally is given what she wants.

As soon as your tongue begins work she has her hand at her lips, trying to contain the loud expressions of pleasure that emanate from deep within her. She can't help it, she just loves being eaten out.

She'll lay on her back at the edge of the mattress and let you do as you please. She usually gives up trying to dampen her moans pretty quickly, the sounds dripping from her lips to encourage you further.

Her body trembles every time your tongue passes over her clit, the small bump sending waves through her. Her slick walls quiver at your touch, the juices brought forward from arousal leaking from her entrance.

Weiss doesn't have a whole lot of stamina, it doesn't take more for a couple of minutes of oral service for her to come onto your tongue and lips. Deep breaths bringing her chest up and down as she comes down from the intensity of her orgasm.

She likes to kiss you afterwards to show her affection and appreciation, even if her come is still covering your lips, she doesn't mind enough to stop her.

Winter Schnee

Winter has a stressful job that puts a lot of weight on her shoulders day in and day out. A lot of nights when she finally has the chance to retreat to your quarters she's stressed or tired. Sometimes, being able to take a moment to stop and maybe get eaten out is just what she needs.

She'll never say anything, but it isn't difficult to tell when she wants you to go down on her. She'll greet you before collapsing onto the bed, too exhausted to do anything else for the moment. Read into what she wants in the moment how you will, but going down on her is usually a pretty good answer.

She doesn't stop you when your fingers hook around the waistband of her underwear and pull them down her legs so that you can spread her thighs to get closer to her cunt.

Her let down hair spreads out beneath her as her tired body lets itself relax for the first time in what seems like an eternity. She groans unashamedly in relief, the tension in her body slowly releasing while your tongue spreads her open.

She keeps her pubic hair neatly trimmed and controlled, she isn't completely bare but you'll almost forget that there's any while you're tongue fucking her cunt.

Winter has a deep-seeded sense of pride even during intimate moments between the two of you, her vocal expressions are restrained and controlled. She doesn't speak while you eat her out, keeping herself to quiet sighs and breaths of pleasure.

Her typical exhaustion will in most cases have her leaving the work to you, she knows that you understand what she wants and she doesn't need to intervene to control you to reach a satisfying orgasm.

Winter's stamina is slightly above that of the average person but is by no means remarkable. One orgasm after a few minutes of attention from your tongue and fingers is enough to leave her content and far less stressed than she was beforehand whether she feels the desire for further physical intimacy or not.

Any thanks she gives you afterwards is short and simple, Winter isn't one to waste words. Still, the understanding between the two of you that she greatly appreciates the small effort to help her out after a long day remains ever present.

Pyrrha Nikos

Pyrrha, even some time into your relationship, feels awkward asking you to do something solely for her pleasure and therefore a lot of the times you go down on her will be reading in the moment what she wants.

She never stops you however, any time you sink to your knees to eat her out she happily accepts your affections with an a appreciative smile on her lips.

Whether she's sweaty and showering after a training session, already naked and anticipating in the throes of passion or just taking the rare chance to stay in bed for the morning with no responsibilities for the day, she'll always eagerly accept the chance to receive cunnilingus.

Pyrrha is quite laid back in shaving her pubic hair. She keeps it in control for the most part, but she is certainly not shaved bare either. Something about the sight of your lips pressed to her hairy cunt lights a fire inside of her. Whether the carpet matches the drapes is something I'll leave to your imagination.

No matter the position, she will have a hand on your head, fingers tangled through your hair as you eat her out. She doesn't want to control you, but the waves of heat coursing through her wave any inhibitions she may have about restraint.

She mewls and whines loudly through the entirety of your servicing. It brings a bright blush to her cheeks thinking about how shameless she must sound, but she wants to show you how much she enjoys your work and doesn't see the need to hide how she feels between the two of you.

Pyrrha's body is no less subtle in showing how she feels than her voice. Her hips buck whenever your tongue flicks over her clit, her liquid affection drips onto your tongue as it delves into her core and her body shakes as she draws ever closer to her orgasm.

Pyrrha often comes quite quickly. Despite her honed endurance as a fighter she doesn't have that much stamina for sex, the orgasm is enough to satisfy her if it stands alone, though she still has the energy to reach another during penetrative sex if it follows.

She will always thank you afterwards despite your insistence that she doesn't need to, she just feels bad if she doesn't. Please go down on her whenever you have the chance, she really quite enjoys and deserves it :).

Cinder Fall

In all parts of her life Cinder takes what she wants and that has always extended into your sex life. If she wants you to go down on her you will be going down on her, there is no question about it. You're her boyfriend/girlfriend after all, its your job to eat her out whenever she desires it.

Whether the two of you are already in the middle of a moment of intimacy or whether its completely unprompted apart from her deciding she wants it, her way of telling you what you are required to do for her is to push you onto your back.

Cinder more often that not sits on your face, the control it gives her over you gives her a power rush which only feeds her desires farther than they've already grown. In her more vulnerable hours, such as when she was debilitated after Beacon, there's more of an ability to let you be in control of the flow of things however.

Cinder does not shave her pubic hair. Maybe she'll give it some attention every now and then when it gets too out of hand but never is she bare. She does not take suggestions on this topic either, in her own words "get used to it".

She is very vocal while you eat her out. Not so much in sounds but in the river of expletives that come out of her lips. She talks the entire time she's atop you, muttering her praises of your efforts amidst all the "fuck"s coming forth.

Cinder doesn't tell you want she wants, she knows at this point that you understand her desires, additionally her sitting on your face gives her more agency in controlling the pleasure being given to her. She grinds her cunt over your mouth as she pleases, pulling herself up to let you take a moment is a rare luxury.

There is no impulse of self control inside of Cinder and she will work in conjunction with your tongue with her hip movements to orgasm as soon as she is able to. Her stamina is also quite impressive, often she will immediately keep the cunnilingus in motion for a second time if not switching the two of you into something else.

When she does come it is very noticeable, both in the trembling that runs through her body, the further streaming expletives flowing from her mouth and the aggressive, sudden rush of liquid that she releases atop your lips.

Cinder isn't really one to say thank you, firstly because her stamina usually means that your physical intimacy isn't over for the time being and because her ego holds her back from expressing genuine appreciation. Still, she tells you how beautiful you look beneath her with your tongue buried in her cunt and in her more vulnerable moments that she loves you.

#rwby x reader #rwby #fanfiction #cinder x reader #cinder fall x reader #weiss schnee x reader #weiss x reader #winter schnee x reader #winter x reader #pyrrha x reader #pyrrha nikos x reader #smut #headcannons #x reader #x male reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #male reader

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beestriker015 · 4 months

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Winter Schnee x male s/o headcanons

Winter had never expected to fall in love with anyone, but somehow s/o managed to find his way into her heart.

S/o is a huntsman hailing from Vacuo, whom was asked by General Ironwood to work alongside Winter on a special assignment, to which he agreed.

“Hi, my name’s s/o! I hope we can work well together Winter.”

“I-It’s a pleasure to meet you s/o. I hope we do well together also.”

At their first meeting, Winter got a very alien feeling when she met him.

“W-what is going on with me? Why do I feel so…warm inside?”

She thinks to herself before shifting her full attention to the task she and s/o were given.

On the topic of their mission, Winter and s/o worked extremely well together, despite the differences in their personalities.

After its completion, they both report back to Ironwood before bidding each other farewell.

“Seems our job is done now. It’s been fun working with you Winter!”

“The feeling is mutual s/o. I hope to work with you again in the future.”

As s/o begins to leave, Winter does something that shocked even herself.

“W-wait s/o!”

“Hmm, what’s up Winter?”

“Would you like to exchange scroll numbers so we can keep in contact?”

“Sure!”

After they exchanged numbers, Winter watches s/o leave with a small hint of sadness in her eyes before snapping out of it.

“Ok, why am I acting like this? I have never been this way with anyone I’ve worked with before, so why is s/o any different?”

She mutters to herself before starting down at her scroll, unaware of the smile that’s slowly beginning to form on her face.

As time passed, Winter and s/o talked whenever they had free time, quickly developing a friendship between them.

That friendship soon started to develop into something more though, as Winter and s/o both realized they were falling in love with the person they considered their best friend.

S/o had very little trouble accepting his feelings, Winter however…

“Oh my Oum, why did this have to happen?! S/o is my closest friend, I can’t be thinking of him this way! S-surely this is just a crush, and these feelings will fade eventually right?”

Unfortunately for her, they did not.

The more time she spent with s/o, both talking to each other on their scrolls and in person, the more her feelings for him grew.

Scared of her feelings, Winter begins pushing s/o away and began interacting with him less and less until she practically started ghosting him, much to his confusion and hurt.

“Winter doesn’t seem to want anything to do with me. Did I do something wrong? I guess she just doesn’t want to be friends with me anymore, and I never got the chance to tell her how I feel….”

He sighs sadly before going to delete Winter’s contact from his scroll, but can’t bring himself to do it.

Winter isn’t doing much better, as she realized that distancing herself from s/o is hurting her too.

“I’m such a fool! S/o probably thinks I dislike him! Out of all the ways I could’ve handled this, I chose the most childish option! I need to make things right with him!”

Not wasting any time, she calls s/o and apologizes profusely, also telling him to meet with her tomorrow to discuss something important.

“Alright, tomorrow I will confess my feelings to him! No matter what the outcome is, this is what I need to do.”

She says to herself before getting ready for bed, not sure of what tomorrow will bring.

The next day, Winter meets s/o at a popular cafe in Atlas and prepares her confession.

“Firstly, I am so sorry for ignoring you s/o, it was wrong and completely immature of me. It doesn’t justify my actions, but the reason for my behavior is that I was scared.”

“Scared? Of what Winter?”

He asks as she looks at him and takes his hands into hers.

“My feelings for you. I realized a while ago that…I love you s/o.”

The young huntsman looks at her in shock for a moment before a smile forms on his face.

“You have no idea how happy I am to hear that. I love you too Winter.”

Winter’s heart skips a beat as she smiles back at s/o with a blush on her cheeks before the two share a short but passionate kiss, thus beginning their relationship.

Due to Winter never being in a relationship before, s/o had to be patient with her (much to her appreciation), not that he minded.

Affection tends to be little more than a hug and quick kiss on the cheek while in public, but when they’re alone, s/o and Winter are much more affectionate with each other.

Winter is incredibly touch starved, so she practically melts whenever her boyfriend showers her with love, and tries her absolute best to reciprocate it.

Jealousy is pretty much nonexistent because neither one of them are the jealous type.

Thought if someone openly flirted with their partner, that’s a different story.

S/o would cut in and wrap his arm around his girlfriend, letting the other person know that she is taken.

Winter would quickly appear the person flirting with s/o and passive aggressively tell them that he is her boyfriend and no one else’s, while also shooting that person a harsh glare.

Dates are difficult because of Winter’s service to the Atlas military, but she will make sure whatever time she can have with s/o is special.

Some time into the relationship, Winter brings s/o to meet her sister Weiss.

“It’s nice to meet you Weiss, your sister’s told me a lot about you.”

“Pleased to meet you too s/o. Thank you for being so good to my sister.”

Winter smiles in relief that the two people she loves the most are getting along.

Unfortunately later on, s/o had the displeasure of meeting his girlfriend’s father Jacque.

“You cannot be serious Winter! How could you be in a relationship with someone like him?!”

“And what exactly is wrong with s/o?! He’s the best man I’ve ever known, I’m not looking for your approval!”

“You are a Schnee! Dating someone who’s not in your league is an insult to the company! I will not allow this relationship to go on any further!”

“That’s where you are wrong father. I won’t be a Schnee for very much longer.”

Jacque glares at her with a raised eyebrow.

“And what is that supposed to mean?”

Winter smiled and showed off the beautiful ring on her finger.

“S/o proposed to me a few days ago, to which I happily said yes. You don’t have to worry about me tarnishing the Schnee name anymore father, because soon I will be a (your last name). Come s/o, it’s time for us to leave.”

She takes her fiancée’s hand and begins walking out of the room with him as s/o looks back at his livid future father-in-law.

“It was…..nice meeting you Mr. Schnee…”

S/o says awkwardly before leaving with his wife-to-be.

“I’m so sorry about him s/o.”

Winter says as she rubs her temples in annoyance.

“It’s fine. You told me this was going to happen anyway. I don’t care if he doesn’t like me, because all that matters is that I’m with you. I love you Winter.”

She smiles warmly and kisses her future husband.

“I love you too s/o.”

The two then share a loving embrace, with Winter thinking to herself how glad she is to have fallen in love with s/o all that time ago.

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rubyrose2014 · 6 months

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Happy birthday to team RWBY own leader Ruby Rose 🌹

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rwby-imagines-and-headcanons · 9 months

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im not sure if this is an okay request but family headcanons with rwby? like what kind of mother they are and how they treat their children and partner :)

Of course this is okay, it's really cute! I know I get a lot of NSFW requests, but wholesome ones are always welcome and highly appreciated!

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Team RWBY as Moms

Ruby Rose

Ruby is so sweet as a mom, she absolutely adores her family. No matter how many kids you have or their gender, she is gonna accept them with open arms

Being one of the top Huntresses means she is often out of the house in the mornings. But she always makes sure to come back right on time and call her familly if otherwise

Loves showing off Cresent Rose to the kids, and when they get old enough she lets them hold and try it out. If they want to be hunters/huntresses she is the first person to help them figure out a weapon

Does races with her kids, but always cheats and uses her semblance

Is decent at cooking, but really specializes in baking. Her cookies are to DIE for, your kids always try to sneak them at night (secretly you do too, don't tell Ruby)

Auntie Yang and her partner are always coming over, it's great! Everyone gets to catch up and the kids get to play, it's always a great time

Ruby always talks about how awesome Grandpa Qrow is, so clearly your kids look up to him. You often have to debunk a lot of the outlandish statements but it's cute nonetheless. Whenever he comes by it's always a big deal

Grandpa Tai tries so hard to be cool, it's often a joke in your household. He once tried to teach the kids to skateboard and fell flat on his face, giving himself a nosebleed

It's so sweet though! The kids always look forward to seeing him for a good laugh (plus he gives great hugs)

Ruby loves to barrage you guys with kisses

Weiss Schnee

Weiss never had a good childhood, fault being on both her parents. When she and her partner decided to have children, she swore to never make the same mistakes her parents did. She refuses to continue the cycle of abuse

Winter is always welcome to your house and always makes it to family events. She's still a bit cold but actually smiles when around you guys. Willow stays away a bit since she's still dealing with stuff, but makes an effort to occasionally visit. Jacques banned from even seeing any of you, and if he ever tries Weiss will threaten him with a restraining order

She always makes sure to go to all her kids events, no matter how disinterested she may be in the type of event. The excited look on their faces make it all worth it. Oh, and she's totally the mom to wave at her kids while they perform on stage

Can sometimes be strict when it comes to rules she has instated. No staying up too late, no staying out past curfew, stuff like that. She wants her kids safe!

Anytime she snaps at her kids or partner in frustration she immedietely stops and apologizes

Her dad is quite adamant about your kids having the Schnee Glyth semblance, but Weiss isn't worried about it. No matter what they have she isn't gonna love them any less

Has the BEST Birthday parties on the block, every kid wants to come! Tables lined with delicious food, tons of bounce houses, fun games, all the digs! Weiss also loves to use her summons to entertain the kids (They especially love the giant knight)

When the kids are at sleepovers and leave you two alone, you guys like to have mini date nights where you sip wine and talk. Weiss loves hearing about your day

Once the kids are put to bed she basically collapses on the couch with you and just lays there for a while in your arms

Blake Belladonna

Probably the most motherly of all of them. She had a great relationship with her parents and keeps a lot of her family traditions

Grandpa Ghira and Grandma Kali are very present. Ever since their grandkids were babies they were always very involved. Kali was most obvious about it, and likes to spoil her grandkids whenever possible. Ghira tries to be more aloof and calm about it, but you and Blake once caught him conked out on the couch with your sleeping kids in his arms

Very gentle with her kids and soft spoken. But when she gets angry you can hear the sharpness in her voice (that instantly shuts her family up)

If your kids runs away from you guys in public, Blake uses her weapon to yoink them and reel them back in

Uses her clones when they play games, she always wins at tag

Ever since they were babies, Blake likes to read books to her kids at bedtime. She reads a mixture of children's books and classic literature. It doesn't really matter what she reads, the soft sound of voice is the perfect lullaby

Teaches her children about Faunus issues and history very early on in life. It's important for them to know their history and culture

Always is ready with her phone to take photos and videos. She wants to capture all key moments your family experiences! Once a year she likes to have the family sit down and go through the collection

Sun likes to come by randomly and surprise you guys. Sometimes you'll be watching TV and hear a knock at your window. Blake reprimands him lightly, but it always ends up being a good time

Yang Xiao Long

Yang is the Cool Mom™️

She lets her kids dye their hair, get piercings, and tattoos. Of course the tattoos only when they get to an appropriate age, but it's not discouraged

Whenever the kids want piggyback rides she is happy to provide. If you have more than one kid she tries to carry them all at once

All the kids in the area adore her and loves to call her Auntie Yang

Definitely adores rough housing and play wrestling. She loves to teach simple moves and have contests (whenever she lets them win she gets really dramatic)

If they want to become hunters/huntresses, Yang is HAPPY to spar and train them! And if you want to join it makes a great family bonding activity

Does her kids' hair every day. Even if it's just a quick brush she loves to make sure they look their best

You own a grill that she loves to use. She likes to barbecue on weekends! Most of the time is fine it's just uh... she likes thing on the burnt side. Often you'll have to specifically tell her to not overcook everyone's meal

Loves to flirt and kiss you in front of the kids. Their cries of anguish and cringe is like music to her ears

Auntie Ruby and her partner are frequent guests in your house, they visit all the time. Whether it's to go to dinner or mini golf or just chill inside. It's also great for you all to catch up and the kids to hang out

Yang is the Cool Mom, Ruby is the Cool Aunt, and Qrow is the Cool Grandpa! Everytime Qrow comes to visit your kids practically tackle him. He always tells the best stories and sneaks your kids snacks and money

Tai tries to be the Cool Grandpa but kinda fails. He's sprained his ankle many a times trying to impress. Although they laugh, your kids absolutely adore when he comes around

There is no mention of Raven in the house. Yang refuses to bring that drama into her family life, she hasn't even approached her in general. But Yang doesn't care, she has everything she needs

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the-ultimate-puppteer · 6 months

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Request: Blake's S/O is glared at by Ghira, only for him to comment that Blake's glare is scaryier.

Blake's S/O gets glared at by her dad

•So Blake had invited you to meet her parents at menagerie

•it made sense you had been dating her for a while now so of course she's want you to meet them

•Meeting her mom went very well she was bright and very welcoming her

•dad on the other hand, he wouldn't stop glaring at you

•Like seriously did you do something wrong?

•Was it someone unknown law hed broken by dating Blake?

•You don't know what you did but his glare was seriously getting annoying

•Especially since it wasn't even remotely intimidating

•Blakes glare was waaay more scarier than his

•Unfortunately you accidentally vocalized that last thought

•Good news his glare was replaced with a shocked face

•Downside now Blake was glaring at you and unfortunately she also looked Hot when she glared too

•You really should've kept your mouth shut

#rwby x reader #blake belladonna x reader #blake x reader #rwby #rwby blake

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p0rkbun · 1 year

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DATING WEISS SCHNEE — headcanons°.✧

⤿Pairing: Weiss Schnee x Fem!Reader

⤿Content Warnings: Fluff, Weiss is your personal sugar momma credit card, she also can't cook.

⤿A/N: Weiss is a lesbian, I stand by that.

✦Her love languages include gift-giving and acts of service, you know this girl loves helping you. You need help on homework? Let her help. You're at a restaurant and want to sit down? She'll pull the chair for you. You want a drink? She'll pour a glass for you. You can't open a jar of pickles? See, this is why you need to work out sometimes.

✦Speaking of gift-giving, since Weiss has her father's credit card, she's eager to spoil you and make you happy. One time you were celebrating your birthday and walked to your room to find many of your favorite goods along with flower bouquets. You would warn her not to spend her entire money on you and get in trouble with her father, and she would huff just to declare, "I don't care what my father thinks; I just like it when you smile."

✦Your personal spot with Weiss would be a comfortable cafe where you two would catch up. It's one of the first places you two have gone during your dates. It's a memorable spot for Weiss. She'd buy your favorite drink and sit with you while having a conversation about how your days have been.

✦She really has a good fashion sense, from dressing in white dresses to white overcoats to white suits even (along with a rose in her hand).

✦On a date, you wore the baby-blue dress she had bought for you along with a dark leather jacket with boots, and I have to tell you that her jaw was wide open, but she quickly composed herself and coughed with a red blush plastered on her pale cheeks. She tried hard to contain a serious look but couldn't help but smile at your gorgeous appearance! She felt like she was going to explode—in a good way.

✦Weiss can't cook, but it's cute seeing her attempt to make something for you. With that, she's banned from the kitchen. You take the lead in cooking; she appreciates it a lot. In some days, you two would sit together and relax to eat cookies you baked (also with Ruby trying to steal one but that results in Weiss scolding her) with tea.

✦Weiss is shy with affection; she would give you a peck on the cheek or a small kiss. She would get very red if you tried to initiate a kiss; she would call you a dolt after that. On some occasions, however, she gains the confidence to sweep you off your feet. She would hold you by the waist and connect her soft lips to yours. She'd pull back with a soft look and say, "You're lucky you're cute, dolt."

✦She might come off as arrogant, a bit insensitive, and mean sometimes, but for you, she's the softest person ever. Whenever you're around, her ice queen persona suddenly disappears, and her teammates notice it, especially Yang and Blake. Yang would tease the white-haired girl, and Blake would just sit back, smirking with a book in her hands.

"Who would ever thought there's actually someone who can melt the ice queen's heart!" Yang laughs.

"Shut up you brute!" Weiss exclaims, irritated.

✦She doesn't call you any pet names much at the start of your relationship because she was timid, but after a while she loves calling you "Princess," "Honey/Hun," "Love," and with a frequent "Darling." "Dolt" is a playful nickname she calls you. She's actually pretty lovey-dovey and cheesy, and it honestly makes Ruby question whether to aw or barf.

✦Weiss loves you very much—much more than you know. She's honestly hesitant to tell her family about you out of fear, but now that you're deeper into the relationship, she's not scared to show you off; she will not care about what her father thinks, and she knows her sister will support you two. Whitley is indifferent about it; he's probably busy being a brat, Weiss thought. She is willing to fight for you; she is protective and will defend you in any way. You would do the same for her as well, and that makes her love you even more.

"You make me feel like I'm me, I just want you to know that I love you, you don't know how much I do," she smiles shyly, she kisses you and softly voices "Maybe one day, you'll take my last name."

°.✧•—✦

#weiss schnee #weiss schnee x reader #weiss schnee x fem!reader #lesbian #wlw #sapphic #rwby #rwby fanfiction #rwby x reader #rwby headcanon #x reader #weiss is best girl #lesbian weiss

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frickingnerd · 3 months

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ruby rose reuniting with her s/o after escaping the ever after

pairing: ruby rose x gn!reader

tags: fluff, comfort, crying, angst with a happy ending

ruby didn't know just how much time had passed since she fell into ever after

she always had that lingering worry in her mind, that time might have passed slower in the ever after than it did outside

and she worried that by the time she'd make it out, you might not be there waiting for her anymore…

when she finally stepped foot on the ground in remnant again, ruby knew that the first thing she needed to do was find you!

she needed to know that you were still there and that you hadn't forgotten about her!

luckily for her, you had never left the spot where the portal closed, believing that ruby would one day show up here again

while everyone else had assumed that team rwby had died, when they didn't come out of the portal, you never lost hope!

and when you suddenly saw your girlfriend approaching you, it was like a miracle!

without saying a word, you ran towards her, wrapping her in your arms and pulling her into a passionate kiss

the second your lips touched, ruby couldn't hold back her tears anymore

you still loved her! she had worried that your time apart would've ruined your relationship, but you still loved her!

when you two finally pulled away from each other, gasping for air after that kiss, you broke into a mixture of tears and laughter

finally, you had found each other again!

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angelltheninth · 6 months

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NNN Day 2 with Sun Wukong

Pairing: Sun Wukong x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, kissing, tail use, gentle sex, breast worship, teasing

A/N: It's no secret that out of all the male characters in RWBY, this monkey man is and has always been my favorite.

Although he clamed he could make it through the whole month Sun caved the moment he woke up with you cuddled up to him, or more specifically the moment your breasts were in his face. Usually his pillows of choice they were his downfall this month. His hands moved to your breasts and like they had a mind of their own bought them to his mouth where he could lavish your nipples with all the attention they deserved, one after the other.

Meanwhile his soft yet firm tail coiled all the way down your leg, ending at your ankle. Sun looked up at you, mischief in his blue eyes, slightly clouded by lust, "Don't look at me like that. Not my fault you have great tits." He licked a path from your left nipple to the right, watching your mouth fall open when his lips wrapped around it.

"Right, it's all my fault. But I can think of a few ways to make it up to you." You pressed his head closer right as you tightened your pussy around his cock. Sun groaned against your breast, his hips sinking closer to yours, slowly losing himself in your softness and warmth. "Better now, Sun?"

"No." He mumbled as he flicked his tongue over your stiff nipple, "You're provoking me." He couldn't fight it though, it was a feeling all too inviting, the slippery walls all too nice around his hard cock. "Fu-uuck." Unable to help himself he filled with jets of cum, his tail tightening around your leg from his climax. He felt your pussy gripping his cock not a few moments after, milking his cum while also pushing your body closer to him.

The two of you lay there, spent, Sun unable to remove himself from your breasts, which he was once again using as his pillows. You ran your hands through his hair and down his back, feeling the muscles finally relax under your fingers.

#rwby x reader #sun wukong x reader #rwby imagines #sun wukong imagine #rwby smut #sun wukong smut #smut drabble #nnn #x female reader

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heyiwrotesomethings · 7 months

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Could you do a follow up to the Winter Schnee X Sick Reader fic

Sick Prt: II

Winter Schnee x She/Her Reader

A/N: Prt1 Winter’s turn to be sick. Hope you like reading it. Word Count: 1,728

It all started with a with a quiet sniffle.

(Y/n) had looked up from her desk when she heard the sound come from Winter, but the Specialist kept her head down, reading through the pile of documents on her desk. (Y/n) smiled warmly as the hard worker read on, admiring that hyper—focused expression she always loved to see.

Winter finished another paragraph before she felt (Y/n)’s eyes on her, she looked up from the report and smiled at her inquisitively.

“What is it?”

“Nothing.” (Y/n) shook her head, then leaned forward, fingers laced beneath her cheek as her smile became a little more teasing, “Just thinking about how pretty you are when you’re focused.”

A very faint blush dusted Winter’s cheeks and she scoffed quietly before looking back down at her reports. “Then you had best not distract me for the good of both of us.”

“Oh, but that’s not an issue for me. I think you’re pretty all of the time, no matter what you’re doing.”

“(Y/n)…” Winter’s eyes narrowed and the rosiness in her cheeks grew just a tab more noticeable. “Not while we’re working.”

“We’re almost always working,” (Y/n) chuckled before going back to her sorting, “A little workplace flirting here or there wouldn’t hurt.”

A quiet sigh of acceptance fell from Winter’s lips. She then pursed said lips, and brought her eyes back down to her papers, however a small smile did manage to work its way into her face, unbidden. And then the room was quiet again, save for the occasional swipes and clicks of technology and the rustling of paper. That is, until the next sniffle, paired with the clearing of Winter’s throat.

“Are you alright?” (Y/n) asked, looking over at Winter once more, the woman’s cheeks still faintly pink from their last little chat.

“Perfectly fine. My throat is just a tad dry.”

“Can I get you some water?”

“That would be nice, thank you dear.”

(Y/n) was warmed by the term in endearment. Winter wasn’t to keen on indulging on such aspects of their relationship while working, or in public, but there were sometimes when she would slip up.

When (Y/n) returned with water bottle in hand, Winter was clearing her throat yet again, a mildly uncomfortable look upon her face as she did so. (Y/n) came up to her desk and placed the water in front of her girlfriend. Winter thanked her again, sounding just a tad hoarse. She only took a small sip of the water before wincing and putting the bottle down.

“You aren’t coming down with something, are you?” (Y/n) asked worriedly, placing the back of her hand against Winter’s forehead. She hadn’t time to gauge her temperature before Winter leaned away, sitting up even straighter than before.

“Of course not. It’s probably from disciplining those students that missed curfew yesterday.”

“Well that would explain the sore throat, but you’ve also been sniffling periodically.”

“I’m not sick, (Y/n). I never get sick.” Winter emphasized.

“If you say so….” (Y/n)’s hand followed Winter’s face, but she teasingly pinched her cheek this time around. “But I’m still going to get you some lemon honey tea and a couple lozenges from the nurse’s office.”

“I’ll be just fine, the water is plenty. I don’t need to be babied.” Winter spoke with certainty, lightly batting (Y/n)’s hand away from her face, but the hand soon returned with another as reinforcement, gently cupping either side of Winter’s face.

“I’m not babying you, I’m loving you on you.” She leaned in and quickly kissed Winter’s forehead before putting some distance between them, narrowly avoiding Winter’s flailing hands. “I’ll go get those throat aids now.” She sang with a mischievous grin, leaving the room once more as Winter called after her with a reprimanding tone. She chuckled under her breath and continued down the hall.

When she returned next, Winter was still pink, but (Y/n) suspected it was from something a little more substantial than being a bit shy around physical contact at work where anyone could happen upon them. When she heard the honk-like cough that bellowed from Winter near the end of the workday she new that this was shaping up to be more than a little sore throat.

But she knew better than to approach Winter about it this time, no, she knew Winter better than that. Even if it was true that she had never witnessed a sick Winter in all of the time that they had worked together and even now that they had been dating for quite awhile, just from those short interactions today alone, she knew that Winter would be awful at taking care of herself during a cold because of her stubbornness and harsh self-discipline.

But that didn’t mean (Y/n) was going to let her run herself ragged as usual, no. She was just going to have to abuse her assistant duties and cook up a little sabotage. She opened Winter’s schedule on her computer and got her scroll ready to make some calls. She had to rearrange a few things before tomorrow.

***

When Winter awoke the next morning, it was because she couldn’t breathe out of her nose properly. She felt awful. A simple swallow sent her throat into needling protest, her head ached, her skin felt blisteringly hot. But what alarmed her the most was how bright it was outside her window. She never woke up later than sunrise, as per her routine. The position of the sun indicated that she had overslept by at least two or three hours.

“Oops. Meant to close the blinds in here.”

Winter turned her head toward the door, wincing because of her aching joints. She squinted against the light to see (Y/n) come into her bedroom with a tray in her hands, an array of objects on top of it.

“(Y/n) what time is it?” Winter asked hoarsely, trying to sit up in bed. “I must have overslept if you’ve come to get me.”

Once (Y/n) placed the tray on the bedside table, she gently pushed Winter back down on the bed.

“You don’t have to worry about what time it is because I’ve rescheduled all of your appointments for the next three days, more to follow if necessary.”

“What?!” Winter then succumbed to her worst coughing fit yet.

“Hey, easy sweetheart. Everything is going to be just fine.” (Y/n) promised, smoothing over Winter’s bangs.

“Everything is not fine!” Winter rasped, “You’ve betrayed me!”

“Oh don’t be so dramatic.”

“But you did! I have important work to do, (Y/n). I can’t lay in bed all day!”

“But you will. I’ve thought of everything, Winter. I rescheduled meetings, filed paperwork, got substitutes for your classes at the academy, anything you could possibly think of that needed to be done, is taken care of.”

“Are you absolutely certain?”

(Y/n) gave Winter an incredulous stare and Winter retracted her question. Of course (Y/n) had it all figured out. She seemed to know Winter better than Winter even knew herself sometimes.

“Very well, you could have at least told me before hand instead of leaving me in the dark until now.”

“If I had told you before hand, it would not have worked because you, my dear, are stubborn. I would have never have gotten this far if you knew what I was planning.”

Winter closed her eyes and sighed, making a displeased expression that made (Y/n) chuckle.

“You be glad I’m on your side. All I’m doing is making sure you rest up so you can feel better soon. If I really wanted to, I could figure out how to plan a month long vacation away from all those pesky duties.”

“You’re evil…” Winter whined uncharacteristically, shuddering in her blanket cocoon.

“And you’re still dramatic.” (Y/n) leaned down to give Winter a kiss on her forehead. “Oh, you’re burning up. I’ll close the curtains and get you a cold pack. Then we’ll see if you can get some cough medicine down and we’ll wash it away with some warm, soothing tea.”

(Y/n) closed the curtains to block out the pesty sun and then began walking out of Winter’s room to get the cold pack from the freezer. Before she can completely leave, Winter calls out to her in a raspy voice.

“Thank you.” She whispered hoarsely.

(Y/n) turned back to her and smiled, “You’re welcome, dear.”

***

Once Winter fully embraced that she was sick and there was no way (Y/n) was going to let her do even the most menial task, she acted much needier. It was a side of Winter that only (Y/n) had the privilege of seeing. One might think such behavior to be annoying, but compared to how Winter normally carried herself, (Y/n) found it quite endearing and it wasn’t like Winter had been coddled when sick while growing up in the Schnee manor. Or coddled at all for that matter. (Y/n) was very happy knowing that Winter felt comfortable enough with her to let her see her in such a vulnerable state.

“(Y/n)?” Winter whimpered, breaking (Y/n)’s attention away from the book she was reading, sat in a chair beside Winter’s bed.

“Yes, dear?” She put her book down. “Want more tea?” She was already getting up from her chair when Winter reached out for her hand and weakly shook her head, tangled white hair becoming more mussed by the movement. (Y/n) smiled and clasps Winter’s hand between her own. “What do you need, sweetheart?”

Winter seems a little pensive, but ultimately asks, “Hold me? Put your hands against my forehead? They feel cooler than my face.”

“I could change out your cold pack if it isn’t cool enough anymore.”

“I just want you.” Winter whined quietly. “Please.”

“Okay, I’ve got you.”

(Y/n) maneuvered around the bed to join Winter, not getting under the hot layers of blanket, but draping one arm over Winter, the other propping her up as she swept Winter’s bangs away from her face, lightly pressing the back of her hand against her forehead, cheeks, and back of her neck interchangeably. She smiled fondly when Winter hummed contently and pulled the arm hugging her middle closer to herself.

Before long, Winter drifted to sleep, quiet, sniffle-y snores falling from her lips. (Y/n) hunkered down, planting a feather-light kiss against her temple.

“Sleep well, Winter,” She whispered, “get well soon.”

#rwby oneshots #rwby x reader #winter schnee x reader #winter x reader #rwby winter x reader #requests #alcaniayangtogacarlywinter

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thatanimewriter · 5 months

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RETROUVAILLES.

➳ synopsis: v. to meet again, especially after a long time apart

➳ character/s: hayama akira, tsukasa eishi, riku dola, morinozuka takashi, lie ren, winter schnee, qrow branwen, midoriya izuku, todoroki shouto, jirou kyoka, shinsou hitoshi, togata mirio, dedue molinaro, felix fraldarius, shamir nevrand, vi, ekko, dan heng, blade, gepard landau, fushiguro megumi, zen'in maki, nanami kento + any of your faves

➳ warnings: fantasy!au (character is a knight, you are the royal they serve), medieval shit, major character death, descriptions of blood, descriptions of injury, childhood friends to almost lovers, accidental murder lol, intentional murder, reader described as beautiful, hurt/no comfort, angst, gn!reader (as always)

➳ word count: 2k

➳ notes: the thing got graded finally, so you can now have it. sorry for any hurt feelings (not really, that was the whole point of the story-). character list is just some characters i DO write for that i think work for this story. also this won't be tagged properly, but it's fine

to them, the weight of their golden armour is equal to that of guilt and grief. the castle they swore to protect is a permanent reminder of their shortcomings, though they never expected to return so soon. their metal-clad figure decorates the deteriorating structure in flecks of fragmented sunshine along the sandstone hallways. the kaleidoscope of light is no longer disrupted by the servants’ shadows. instead, the faux sun lurks on the walls as they drag their feet along the floor. the scraping of metal along stone replaces the low murmurs of maids and the light footsteps of staff as they flitted around the castle. the echo is deafening, and they realise they despises silence. it isn’t true silence with the clanking of their armour, but it makes them painfully aware that they are a survivor. the rattling of metal causes them to be uncomfortably conscious of their isolated existence. glancing through ajar doors that line the walls, they longs for a semblance of home, yet they are met by blood-stained tile and mangled corpses littering the floor in unappealing heaps of sunken cheeks and open wounds.

anita yasmine rosie luka penny william-

they step around them, gaze flickering to each of the faces paralysed by a still heart and wishes to lay with them, to feel the sticky black blood seep through their clothes and be held by the icy arms of death. they steel themselves against the pungent scent of rotting flesh, waving off the flies lingering around their head but failing to break through the helmet that conceals their shame and anguish.

the squeal of rusty hinges makes them close his eyes as they shakily exhale. their eyes flutter open at the quiet groan of the floorboards, and their breath hitches in their throat. it is as if colour returns to their vision, and they are several years younger, free of the faint crow’s feet stemming from the corners of their eyes and the dull ache in their chest.

it’s… the same. but you're not here.

silk sheets lay neatly atop the mattress, and the pillows remain meticulously arranged. they think if they sleep under the covers, they might smell your floral perfume on the pillowcases. they don’t entertain that idea. the sunlight filters through the translucent curtains, highlighting the blanket of dust that settles on the furniture and floor. the room hasn’t changed much since childhood; though it was sporadic, they were permitted inside. nonetheless, it was timeless. throughout all the phases of your life, it still felt like you.

they eye the vanity, clear of clutter but filled with nostalgia. the hairbrush is likely unusable – at least not without lacing dust and bugs through one’s hair – but it looked the same as when they originally gifted it. strands of hair weave between the bristles, and they wonder if their own locks are hidden away in the forest of DNA.

the maids would have cleaned the hairbrush since I was a child.

they don’t touch anything; they knows what is tucked away in the drawers and boxes. there is one thing they allows themselves to taint with their touch. they pry a brick from the wall, reaching into the pocket of secrecy they’d made with you. a matted velvet box graces their armoured fingertips. they don’t feel the texture, but the box size is familiar. they carefully pluck it from the treasure trove of memories and broken promises, sliding the brick back into place. gently unclasping the box, they smile softly at the two rings that lay side by side.

“one day, i’ll marry you!” they proclaim as you sit on the floor of your balcony. you giggle at their proposal and inquire about the rings you would wear if you married. “rings?” “you have to give me a ring to tell everyone that we’re getting married.” their little shoulders slump, and a pout forms on their lips. they sheepishly scuff their foot along the ground and tries to ignore the tears in their eyes. “...i don’t have one.” you sigh but give them a hopeful look. “but eventually you will?” they quickly brighten and grin through their tears as they lift their head to look at you. “yes! it’s gonna be like no other ring in the whole kingdom!”

they pocket the box and glance at the balcony. they kneel and bow their head, resting their right hand on their heart. when they rise, they look at the room before gently closing the door behind them as if you has retired for the night, and they don’t want to wake you. a practised method that hasn’t entirely left their bones.

as they descend the stairs to the ballroom, they nearly smile at the memory of the ball before the tragedy that befell the castle. they don't let it break through the perfectly crafted mask of neutrality. not when the ballroom floor is occupied by more lifeless bodies and darkened blood smears. they look to their side, wishing they could relive the memory of the ball and hoping they can look into your eyes as they escort you down the stairs, hoping you can share one last dance.

but you're not here…

they raise their arms, supporting the memory of everything they long to return to, and waltz. there is no music, yet their timing is precise, and despite having no dance partner, their form persists. they ponder the events of the tragedy as they glide along the bloody floor and skirt around the dozens of corpses, each bearing a face they'd seen a million times and maybe even a little more.

they can almost feel the weight of the spear they carried that day as they dance. they could hear your deafening scream as you were pulled into the crossfire. the sound follows them into their unconscious, a horrifying alarm. they never forgot the ache in their heart as their spear pierced through you. a human shield is a cowardly move in their mind, but the culprit had succeeded if the goal was to leave them with insurmountable guilt.

they come to a halt, bowing to the ghost of you. recalling your morning together beneath the gazebo, they gravitate to the imaginary scent of tea and pastries. the winter sun doesn’t fully reach them through the armour, and they attempt to resist the welcoming rays of warmth that beckon them to stay longer. they sit on the concrete bench they had called dibs on when they were twelve, ignoring the dull pain in their chest. slowly, they remove their armour. the metal feels warm despite the thin layer of ice along the lake the gazebo resided by.

the metal plates rest neatly on the bench, and they shiver at the fresh, cool air that tickles their skin. they sigh and roll their shoulders free of lingering tension, allowing themselves a moment of tranquility. their eyes – drops of sunshine that had fallen from the heavens according to you – scanned the garden that built their childhood and adolescence. the twitch of their fingers goes unnoticed as they reminisce about their training to become a knight. the tightness in their throat is unacknowledged when they see the statue of you standing tall, proud and beautiful atop a marble pedestal. they wonder if the sculptor had taken a cast of you rather than building beauty with a reference. they clench their fist, imagining your fingers laced between theirs. they've memorised the sensation, embedding it into their brain each time your hands embraced over the years. flicking the box open, they let the rings fall into the palm of their hand.

“like no other in the kingdom”. heh… what an understatement.

they chuckle at their craftsmanship. it is what is expected when an eight-year-old finds wire to make a ring. they observe the jagged circle – if you could even call it that – and the haphazardly hidden wire ends that made them feel like an ant had bitten them. it was irritating beneath their little armoured hand, often coated in a thin layer of sweat, but now they crave the sharp sting that fades to a dull ache. perhaps the discomfort has travelled from their calloused and scarred skin to their weary bones and heavy heart.

they mindlessly hum a tune from their childhood as they unwind the wires, straightening them as best they can. their nimble fingers falter as their vision blurs, but they intertwine the wire into a band of love as the soft melody cracks and fades away. in their tunic, they shed responsibility and don youth while they recraft the rings as if they could rewrite history. the art of creating jewellery didn’t embed itself in their flesh and bones like combat did, despite their parents teaching them before they left the village.

a cold wind kisses their skin, and they wet their lips, gazing at their workshopped rings with a smile you claimed could warm even the most hostile souls. they rise with a newfound energy, standing before the ethereal marble effigy. their breath crystallises as they stare into the stony eyes of the statue, slipping a halo onto their ring finger. they don’t dare to tear their gaze away and finds their vision joining the misty gardens again. a short apology escapes them as they climb onto the plinth, slide the accompanying token onto your marble finger, and lay a chaste kiss on your icy forehead. they dismount the pedestal at the sound of shouting and is struck with a familiar paralysing experience. they can hear their pulse in their eardrums over the voices, and their limbs itch with the desire to escape.

no. i stay.

the faces that emerge from the tall grass aren’t familiar, but the old, blood-stained uniform brings ease. they don’t hear what the intruders declare over their heartbeat, but they focus on the sword shared between the looters. a sudden movement breaks their concentration, followed by a new ache in their abdomen, and they are acutely aware of the sword skewering their organs and poking through their tunic. the sturdy marble pedestal makes an ugly screech against the metal before meeting their back. they hiss when it’s pulled from its temporary sheath, dripping with red and shreds of tissue. the blood that coats the blade slides down the statue’s base, gathering in their hair and absorbing into their shirt. as they slump against the surface, they let their eyes flutter shut, and they faintly hear the footsteps of the intruders grow distant.

they frown as they lay on the lawn, ripping dry skin from their lips with their teeth. “can i ask you a question?” “you just did,” you respond with an ounce of playfulness. “what if i fail?” you turn to face them with narrow eyes as if you dared them to elaborate. “what if i can’t protect you?” you stare for a moment as you debate your answer. they gaze into your eyes and look for a hint of uncertainty but is met with their insecurities as they reflect their image. you flash a gentle smile and pick a blade of grass from their messy mop of hair. “i’ll see you soon, won’t i?”

a final smile tugs at their lips, and they exhale, weakly lifting their hand to look at the ring that failed to shine in the sliver of sunset light. the warmth disappears beneath the horizon, permitting the stars to adorn the navy skies, and their hand falls to the ground.

see you soon. i missed you. in our next life, maybe…

#shokugeki no soma x reader #food wars x reader #no game no life zero x reader #ouran high school host club x reader #ohshc x reader #rwby x reader #my hero academia x reader #mha x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #bnha x reader #fire emblem three houses x reader #fe3h x reader #arcane x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader

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variousincorrectxreader · 1 year

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Can you get more rwby and chaotic reader quotes cause I like chaos?

As an avid rwby lover, I must comply.

Instead of quotes I'm using convos I've had with my friends because we are absolutely chaotic.

Y/n, walking into RWBYS dorm: Ruby have you seen my hairti-

*sees her braiding Yangs hair while she's asleep.

Ruby:

Y/n: okay then.

Blake: why can't the gods grant me the sweet release of death.

Y/n: babe, all they said was there was no more fish left.

Blake: I came here because yang said the fish was amazing, but there's no fucking fish, y/n. Life has lost meaning

Blake:

yang:

Y/n: so, I've called you here today because of the intense sexual tension I feel whenever the two of you are together and it's getting annoying-

Both: what the fu-

Yang told Weiss y/n said winter was hot

Weiss kicks in the door: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU Y/N-

Y/n: *falls off their bed* BITCH WHAT-

Y/n: coco, I love you so much. I would die for you.

Coco: K, so can you help me with my algebra homework ple-

Y/n, getting in their car: BYE BITCH, LOVE YOU

Cinder: I'm going to choke you out the next time you make a sex joke.

Y/n: ayo that's kinda kinky bro.

Cinder: you have 5 seconds to run away.

Y/n: the only thing I love is carnage and destruction.

Fox: you liar, you literally cried when Velvet told you that you could hold her hand.

Y/n: I will throw hands, you whore-

Y/n: the best way to distract people is to walk up on stage, scream incoherently and then start drawing on your face with lipstick.

Emerald: wh-

Y/n: I've tested it many times. It works very well.

Emerald: I regret saying yes to this date.

RWBY + Y/n playing quickfire dnd

Ruby, the Dm: okay, so you guys are all drowning.

Y/n: my Character, Madam FuckOff farts and inhales that as oxygen

Ruby: what the- okay roll survival?

Yang: incoherent cackling

Y/n HMMMMM shit I got a 4.

Ruby: Madam ForkOff inhales her fart and dies, its a very, very sad event.

Weiss: that wouldn't have worked anyways, wh-

Blake, trying not to laugh: shhh, Weiss we're mourning Madam FuckOff

#x reader #gn reader #incorrect quotes #y/n #x male reader #RWBY #RWBY x reader #ruby rose x reader #weiss schnee #Weiss x reader #Yang x reader #Cinder fall #Emerald x reader #Fox #Velvet x reader #Coco x reader #x fem reader

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beestriker015 · 10 days

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Raven x sweet and bubbly male s/o

(This is an AU that takes place during Team STRQ’s time at Beacon.)

Most people know Raven Branwen as a cold and serious person, but much to their shock, there’s one person that she has a soft spot for.

That person….is a fellow Beacon student named s/o.

When she met s/o at initiation, Raven was at first constantly annoyed by his cheerful and upbeat personality, which is very similar to that of her team leader Summer.

“Ugh, as if Summer wasn’t bad enough, now I have too overly joyful nuisances in my life.”

Raven thinks to herself while silently staring at s/o with an annoyed gaze.

Despite being shunned and spoken to rudely on several occasions by Raven, s/o was persistent on befriending her.

“Please Raven! Our teams are going to Vale to hang out and I would really love for you to come too.”

He says to her while the stoic girl exits her dorm room.

“For the last time, I don’t want to waste my time being around you s/o. Now leave me alone.”

She says while rolling her eyes and walking away.

Overtime however, Raven began to respect s/o’s determination and even started to…like him.

“Hey Raven! I probably already know your answer, but would you like to hang out with me?”

Much to his surprise, the black haired girl agrees.

“Sure, I have nothing else to do anyway.”

“Really?! Awesome!”

He smiles widely, which Raven can’t help but find a little…cute?

After that, Raven and s/o slowly began getting close, causing a bit of a personality change that her teammates started to notice.

“Raven’s been acting different lately.”

Summer tells her other two teammates Tai and Qrow, the latter of whom is also Raven’s brother.

“Yeah, she’s a lot nicer.”

“I guess spending time with s/o has been a good influence on my sister.”

Qrow says before taking a drink out of his flask.

“Yeah, I’m beginning to think she might like him more than just a friend.”

“I think so too! I ship it sooo hard!”

“Of course you do Summer.”

Tai deadpans as the three continue talking about Raven and s/o.

Although she has yet to realize it, Raven’s teammates are right about her developing feelings for s/o.

Raven doesn’t catch on to how she feels about her friend until the rest of Team STRQ point out the obvious signs, much to her denial.

“No, s/o is a friend and nothing more. I don’t want to fall in love and I’m not interested in dating.”

She tries convincing herself, though ultimately comes to terms with her feelings thanks to her team.

“Fine, I like s/o a lot, but he probably doesn’t see me that way.”

Luckily, matchmaker Summer Rose is on the case.

After doing some prying, Team STRQ’s leader finds out s/o likes Raven too and proceeds to tell her.

“Raven! Raven! Guess what?! S/o does return your feelings!”

She tells her with barely contained excitement as Raven simply nods.

“Really? That makes things easy for me then.”

The confession s/o got from Raven was short and straight to the point, but he was ecstatic nonetheless.

“I love you too Raven! I’ll be the best boyfriend you’ll ever have!”

He pulls her into a hug, causing an ever so slight smile to make its way onto her face.

As a couple, Raven and s/o have a rather unconventional relationship.

Most if not all affection comes from s/o, not that he minds all that much, but Raven does hold his hand in public, which is something I suppose.

Jealousy is nonexistent because s/o is too positive minded and Raven sees being jealous as completely pointless due to her personality.

(Besides, no girl would dare try making a move on s/o because they’re all afraid of what his girlfriend would do if they did.)

Due to s/o’s overly kind and somewhat gullible nature, several people have tried taking advantage of this to get what they want.

“Hey s/o, I really don’t have time to write that essay. Can you please do it for me, I’d greatly appreciate it.”

“Umm, w-well…”

Luckily, he has his girlfriend to help him deal with these kind of people.

“No. S/o is not going to do your work for you. Don’t bother him again and go write that essay your own damn self.”

Raven glares at the student as he hurriedly leaves.

“Thanks for that Raven.”

“You need to learn not to be someone else’s doormat s/o. Be assertive and say no.”

“I understand, and I promise to try.”

“Good, because you’d be weak if you didn’t. Remember what I said about being weak s/o?”

“The weak die and the strong survive?”

“Exactly. You are strong aren’t you?”

“Of course I’m strong!”

Raven smiles in satisfaction.

“Good answer.”

True to his word, s/o is surprisingly a very skilled fighter, so he and Raven train together quite often, which she may or may not take too seriously.

“You lost s/o. That’s 10 wins for me and 7 for you.”

“Wow, I didn’t know you kept count.”

He says while getting up off the ground and dusting himself off.

“I never forget when it comes to combat.

“You’re so cool Raven.”

S/o tells her with stars in his eyes, not caring at all that she beat him.

The thought of Raven Branwen blushing sounds like pure fantasy, but s/o somehow manages to make that a reality.

“How’s my pretty bird doing today?”

S/o’s nickname for her makes Raven flustered every time, but only when he calls her that.

(Tai tried once, needless to say his nose is healing up nicely.)

Well into their relationship, Raven starts becoming more affectionate with s/o, but will snap at anyone who points it out.

“I love you pretty bird.

“I love you too s/o.”

She smiles sweetly at her boyfriend as Qrow snickers.

“Never thought I’d see the day when you’d become such a big softie sis.”

“Softie?! I’ll make you regret those words Qrow!”

“Raven no!”

Qrow runs for his life as his livid sister chases after him with her sword that she named Omen, s/o desperately trying to calm her down the entire time.

If s/o ever got serious hurt, Oum help whoever or whatever is responsible, for they will face the hellish fury of a pissed off Raven.

“For hurting my s/o, you deserve nothing but death.”

She says calmly with a terrifying glare before brutally killing the Grimm who attacked her boyfriend.

“Raven, you saved me!”

He hugs her tightly, which she returns.

“We will do some more training one we’re back at Beacon so this doesn’t happen again. I won’t let my boyfriend become weak.

She tells him all tsundere like, but is secretly very concerned about s/o’s safety.

“Ok! I love you pretty bird.”

Raven smiles softly to herself before breaking from the hug.

“I love you too s/o.”

Despite initially being known as uncaring and cold hearted, Raven can’t help but drop this persona from time to time due to strong love she feels for her sweet boyfriend with all her, whom she will always protect no matter what.

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