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arc-misadventures · 2 years

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Trainer Woes: Had you decided on what, and who, Jaune's other Pokemon would be? Also, are we talking humanoid Mons (basically Faunus+ ?) or the depictions in the show and on the trading cards?

Humanoid Pokemon, or at least the more human looking Pokémon.

But, let’s just focus on adding one more to the story for now.

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Jealous Much~?

Jaune: Okay… Go, Yang!

Jaune tossed out a great-ball, and out from it came his prized Lopunny, Yang.

Yang: Mmmmm~!

She moaned as she arched her slender back, stretching out her sore muscles, before bouncing side-to-side on the spot loosing the rest of them. The usual light brown fluffs of fur, were more of a rich golden colour on his, Lopunny. But they moved, and shinned like gold as she moved.

After stretching her sore muscles from another bought of what, Jaune dubbed, ‘Pokéball cramps.’ She turned about, and saw her precious trainer before bouncing on him, wrapping her arms around him in a comforting embrace.

Yang: Bunnnn!

Yang: (Jaune~!)

Jaune: Ah-haha! Hi, Yang, missed me?

Yang: Lo!

Yang: (Always, love~!)

As, Yang nuzzled her cheek, against, Jaune’s she turned, and saw a fuming Gardivor glaring daggers at her.

Yang: (Oh, hey, Pyrrha! Jealous~?)

Pyrrha silently seethed with rage as she saw Yang, all but practically grind herself against their master, and crush.

Yang: (I’ll take that as a yes~!)

As, Jaune broke the hug to go retrieve something, Yang bounced over to, Pyrrha to tease her some more.

Yang: (You wished you could do that yourself, except you’d probably stab him if you tried!)

Yang, had an devious smile on her face, as she poked, Pyrrha’s chest horn. Causing, Pyrrha to blush furiously as she slapped her yang away from her.

Pyrrha: (Stop that!)

Yang: Fufufufu~!

Yang: (Oh yeah, you’re jelly~!)

Pyrrha: (Well, at least my powers have become strong enough he can hear my thoughts!)

Yang: (W-What?)

Pyrrha: (That’s right! I can speak with, Master, and unlike you, he knows exactly what I’m saying! Suck on that bitch! Fwahahahaha!)

Yang: (What did you two talk about?)

Pyrrha: (Wha…?)

Yang: (What did you two first talk about, cause whatever it is, would certainly explain why he’s keeping you at an arms length.)

Pyrrha: (What?!)

Pyrrha turned to see her master, Jaune citing his way around her, clearly giving her a wide bereth, as he looked at her nervously.

Yang: (What ever it is, must have been really juicy~!)

Pyrrha: ( … )

Pyrrha: (I mentally screamed at him that I wanted him to fuck me…)

Yang: (Pffft! Hahahahaha!)

Jaune watched carefully as he saw his prized, and precious Pokémon interact with one another. He had no idea what about, but clearly his Lopunny was laughing at his, Gardevoir.

As Jaune appeared before, Yang in gis hand he held a brush, of which as so as she saw she started to bounce up, and down for joy.

Jaune: Haha… Well, seems like I need not explain why I called you out then.

Yang: Pun, Pun, Pun!

Yang: (Yes! Brushing! I love brushing. Having, Master’s hands all over me~! Mmmm~! That’s the good stuff~!

Pyrrha: ( … )

As, Jaune sat down on his bed, he pulled up a stool before him, that he gently taped on gesturing, Yang to sit down. Yang however, had a better idea where to sit.

Yang: Lo?

Yang: (Hey, Pyr?)

Pyrrha: (What is it, Yang?)

Yang: Punny~!

Yang: (Let me show uou how you really seduce a man~!)

Pyrrha: Vo?!

Pyrrha: (W-What?!)

Yang pushed the stool to the side before sitting down upon, Jaune’s lap. She gently shook her butt as she teasingly pressed it against, Jaune’s crotch l, all in an attempt to get comfortable. She the turned her head to face him, bashfully blinking her eyes as him, as he just held his hands in the air, at his side.

Yang: Lo~?

Yang: (Jaune~? I’m ready~)

Jaune just laughed softly as he hands gently grasped one of her ears as he started to comb it. As he gently combed her ears, Yang couldn’t help, but melt against his body, as she gently moaned at the pleasure of his touch.

Yang: (Oooooohhh yeah~! That’s the spot~!)

Pyrrha: (Glad you’re enjoying it, Yang…)

Yang: (No, I’m loving this~!)

After awhile, Yang gave, Pyrrha wicked smirk, as she started to gyrate her hips, slowly rubbing against him. Pushing ever so harder against him as she went along. Causing, Jaune to start to stutter, and blush at her actions.

Jaune: Y-Yang, s-stop moving! You’re making it harder to come your ears.

Yang: Lop~?

Yang: (Yeah, it’s making you harder isn’t it, Master~? Having a hard time combing my ears while I make sure you fit snuggly in my bun, bun~!)

Pyrrha: Voir!

Pyrrha: (Yang! Stop that!)

Yang, continued her subtle movements as she stared, Pyrrha down.

Yang: (And, why should I~? You’re not the only one who wants, Master. So you can speak to him, big deal. You spoil your chance the first time he heard your voice in his head.)

Pyrrha: (I said, stop it!)

Yang: (Why, because you want my spot~?)

Pyrrha: (Stop, before I make you regret this!)

Yang: (How are you going to make me regret this? Me, my Master, his hard stiff rod poking between my soft squishy butt~! All, but a pesky but of moral fibre stopping us for basking in one another flesh in a fit of mad ecstasy~! How do you plan on stopping me, stopping us~?)

Pyrrha said nothing, but smiled smugly as she stared, Yang down. And, before Yang could ask what was so funny, she noticed the lack of a pleasing presence upon her ears. She turned her head to stare at her master, Jaune. His mouth hanging in shock, as a fierce blush spread across his face.

Yang: Lo…?

Yang: (Pyrrha’s been transmitting my thoughts to you hasn’t she?)

Jaune slowly nodded his head as he looked away from his previous, Lopunny.

Pyrrha: (Hell yeah, I have.)

Yang: (Oh… And, that was a bad thing how?)

Pyrrha: (What?)

Jaune: What?

Before, Jaune could act, Yang quickly spun around using her superior strength to pin his arms down to the bed. Stradling his waist as she rubbed against him.

Jaune: AHHH?! Yang?!

Yang: (Ah-Ha~! Now that I have you, I can finally let you know how I feel for you, Master~! How much I love you. How much I desire you~!$

Jaune: W-Wait! Y-You like me too?!

Yang: (We all love you, Master~! Each for our own reasons, but nonetheless we all love you. Not, as Pokémon, and trainer, but as a woman loves a man. And, since I have you just where I want you, I’ll show you just how I want you~!)

Jaune’s eyes widened in shock as he saw, Yang the perked her lips as she descended ever closer to his. Jaune knew he could easily move his head away from her lips, to stay as far away from her lips as possible. But, as she grew ever closer to his lips, he could not pull away.

Pyrrha: (YANG, S-S-STOP!)

Pyrrha was about to rush forward, and pull her off of their master when, Yang, quick as a rabbit, rushed forward, and kissed his cheek.

Jaune: W-Wha…?!

Yang: Fufufufufufu~!

Yang laughed as she climbed off their master, happy to know he responded so nicely to her antics.

Yang: (I do want to kiss you, Master. Honestly, I want to do a whole lot more than just, kissing you~!)

Jaune: B-Beg pardon?!

Yang: (But, you’re not ready for that yet, for any of us to be that intimate. But, at least you know how we feel. So, I don’t mind the wait, but don’t make a lady wait too long now~!)

Jaune: O-Okay…

Yang: (Good~!)

Yang turned to look at a fuming, Pyrrha with her cheeks all puffed out in silent rage as she stared down the giant bunny.

Yang: (That’s how you let him know you’re interested. Not, whatever it was that you did.)

Pyrrha stared at her ‘friend’ fora. Few minutes until she finally spoke.

Pyrrha: Vo…

Yang: (What did you just call me?!)

Jaune: PYRRHA?!

The duo of, Pokémon stared at the appalled expression on their trainers face.

Pyrrha: …

Yang: …

Pyrrha: (I was transmitting, wasn’t I?)

Jaune: YES!

Pyrrha: (Oops…)

Jaune: Into the timeout ball with you; Pyrrha return!

Pyrrha: (Ahh nuts…)

And, with that and a flash of red light, Pyrrha returned to the confines of her, Pokéball rethink her actions as of late.

Yang: Lop?

Jaune: Yeah, she’s been like this for a while now…

Yang: Pun…

Jaune: Yeah… pretty much…

#rwby #jaune arc #yang xiao long #pyrrha nikos #jaune x yang #yang x jaune #pyrrha x jaune #jaune x pyrrha #rwby arkos on fire #rwby dragonslayer #pokémon

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novankenn · 8 months

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Altered Destiny

= Seven =

A couple of minutes later, Jaune opened the door to the restroom. Pyrrha had heard the toilet flush, so she knew Jaune had done her business, but she still looked upset, or more to the point embarrassed.

Pyrrha: Did you do what I told you?

Jaune: Yes.

Pyrrha: Do you feel up to continuing talking with Professor Goodwitch and Dr House?

Jaune just nodded, as she stepped out into the hallway.

Pyrrha: Hold your gown closed, in the back, you don't want to be giving anyone a peak.

Jaune just nodded again and did as she was instructed.

Soon the pair were once again seated in the small room. Jaune consciously made herself cross her ankles, to help keep her legs closed. While she was in the restroom, the reality of the situation really hit her. She knew she had changed, but seeing over just feeling that her... equipment had drastically changed was the final nail in the coffin that was the old Jaune.

Dr House: We would like you to remain in the infirmary for the next little while.

Pyrrha: Why? Jaune should be with his... her team.

Dr House: We have additional tests we would like to conduct, tests that are more effective if Ms Arc is conscious.

Glynda: We are going to excuse her from classes for the duration of her stay, and will also extend that courtesy to whomever from JNPR wishes to be here to support her. Though, the other members will need to attend classes as normal.

Pyrrha: So if we all wanted to be with her, we would have to rotate days, or times?

Glynda: Unfortunately yes.

Jaune suddenly stood up and rushed out of the office, directly back into the bathroom.

Pyrrha: Jaune?

Dr House/Glynda: Ms Arc?

Jaune didn't even close the door as she dropped to her knees and vomited directly into the toilet. Pyrrha didn't waste any further time, as she jumped up and rushed to Jaune's side. Closing the door behind her. Kneeling beside Jaune, Pyrrha reached over and pulled her long golden hair up and away.

Pyrrha: Jaune?

Jaune started to say something only for it to be cut off as she once again threw-up. Considering there was little to nothing in her stomach, all that came up was bile, and very quickly the water became a sickly yellow.

Pyrrha: Jaune?

Jaune: (barely over a whisper) Is that who I am anymore?

Pyrrha: What do you mean? (Pyrrha released her hold on Jaune's hair, and Jaune leaned backwards to end up sitting on her legs.) Of course, you're still...

Jaune: (Starting to cry) I'm a girl! I'm not a guy anymore. Jaune was a guy (sob)... Jaune was a guy (sob)... I was a guy (sob)...

Pyrrha: (Pulling Jaune into a hug) Jaune, you are still you, even if you changed from a cute guy... into a beautiful girl... er... um... (Pyrrha sudden turned crimson as she realized what she just admitted)

Jaune was apparently still as dense as she used to be as a guy. As she didn't respond to Pyrrha's comment, and just clutched at Pyrrha, like she was the only thing keeping her safe, as she continued to cry.

Due to the length of time the pair were away, Professor Goodwitch knocked and then carefully opened the unlocked restroom door. Inside, she found Jaune clutching Pyrrha, while the pair were seated on the floor, or rather Pyrrha was seated, while Jaune had her head in her lap. Pyrrha was gently running her hands through Jaune's golden mane.

Glynda: (Whispering) How is she?

Pyrrha: (Whispering) Right now, she's asleep.

Glynda: (Whispering) We should get her back to bed. I'll stay with her while you get cleaned up.

Pyrrha: (Whispering) Your class?

Glynda: (Whispering) Missing a session will not hurt anyone, and right now Jaune needs someone with her... even if it is me.

Glynda then reached out with her semblance, and carefully lifted Jaune from the floor and into her waiting arms. Gently and with great care, as if Jaune was in fact a delicate porcelain doll instead of a human, Glynda backed out of the restroom and made her way down the hallway. Pyrrha following closely behind.

Once Jaune was once again situated in her bed, Glynda turned to Pyrrha.

Glynda: I'll stay here. Go get cleaned up and maybe see if you can find some undergarments for Jaune. That may make her feel a little less exposed.

Pyrrha: She was crying to me about how she's no longer Jaune. But she is still Jaune.

Glynda: We may have to play to that notion for a bit, until Jaune is more comfortable with her new body. Dr House is going to arrange for a psychologist to speak with Jaune.

Pyrrha: Is that...

Glynda: He feels it is necessary. We have to remember Jaune has spent her whole life as a male, and now is female. There are going to be issues with not only self-esteem but identity, and if she is breaking down over her name...

Pyrrha: I guess I understand.

Glynda: I'll stay with her. Go get yourself sorted out.

Pyrrha: Yes professor.

{Table of Contents}

#Altered Destiny #Kashimashi: Girl meets Girl #rwby #jaune arc #fem!jaune #female!jaune

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graciellasamma · 11 months

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My version of Donut the Musical

Hi guys! I made this version of my AU, where everyone reacting to Donut the Musical because honestly it was quite funny of how the song goes. If you want to know about this AU go to see my oc “Frøy Kurenai.”

I hope you guys like it

Nora: Umm... Hey Donut!

Donut: Yes Nora?

Nora: They mentioned something about “Donut the Musical”, what is “Donut the Musical”?

Reds and Blues: NO!!!

But it was too late, as Donut took a deep breath and somehow we can literally hear his music out of nowhere.

Sarge: Oh no…

Jaune: What's happening?

Doc: Uh…

Tex: Oh dear lord…

Wyoming: Ugh, why now?

Yaiba & Daiji: Is he going to do what I think he's going to do?

Grif: Ah… shit!

Flowers: Please, Donut! No!

Church & Momotaros: Is he fucking singing!?

South: Oh, for fuck sake!

Caboose: Go! Muffincakes! Go!

Frøy: Yeah! Go make people suffer with us!

Arms Monster: FRØY!!!

Frøy: If I have to suffer from hearing this song, then so are you!!

Cue random musical number because it isn't a spin-off without one!

Donut: Let me blow you... away… You won't believe your eyes and ears today… You are in for a surprise When you look into my eyes You won't be able to deny my ga… ZE!

Jaune: Wait, your what!?

Donut: Come on Jaune, you can't deny my deep, penetrating... eye contact! My gaze! What did you think I said?

Jaune: Uhh...

Pyrrha: (quickly reply for Jaune) Don't ask.

Sarge: (whisper) Good move...

Donut: Don't tell!

Donut: Let me blow you... away… There is nothing that I will not do or say… To entertain a Red companion In this hot and sweaty canyon Like a stallion I am bursting through the ga... TE!

Aruto: A what?

Donut: You know, a stallion. A stud, a horse with a big...

Horobi & Jiro: Don’t you dare finish that sentence!

Donut: Saddle! Now who wants to mount up?

CT, Weiss, & Momotaros: Oh God…

Donut: Let me start with this inquiry Which I've recorded in my diary I've got a secret thing I want to say… What's worse, than a conundrum? Or a cheerleader threesome…? Doc, Caboose, Ryutaros, Ikazuchi, Vice, Yang, & Frøy: Bitches!

Church, Flowers, Leo, Horobi, Izuku, Weiss, & Jiro: DON'T JOIN HIM!

Donut: Not taking time to enjoy life each day… You see the fun, will never cease As long as we've got elbow grease Donut, Doc, & Vice: There's really nothing to it When you're using head… light… Donut: Flu… id… ah…!

Naki & Ruby: Headlight Fluid?

Simmons: Long story short, when Donut had just arrived at red base and we pulled the “go to the store” prank.

Urataros: Donut, you do know there's no such thing as headlight fluid.

Donut: Depends on what you mean by "head"!

Flowers: We’re just going to pretend we don't know what you mean...

Donut: I'm going to pretend you do!

At this point, everyone apart from Caboose, Vice, and Doc collectively sighed.

Donut: I caught the fever for hot fun And I'm recruiting everyone You know, this army needs a little style…

Sarge: No it doesn't Donut! We don't need your damn daffodils in the armoury!

Donut: Hold my ankles, stretch my hammies I hope that you like double whammies 'Cause I'm gonna sing and dance until you smile!

Doc & Vice: 'Til you smile!

Caboose & Ryutaros: I’m smilling! Yay!

Momotaros: Look I’m also smilling! Now please stop singing!

Grif: (face to Izuku and Leo) It's too late for them. Don't even bother.

Donut: Some soldiers only… work or nap While I ride in shotgun's lap Doc & Vice: Shotgun's lap… Donut: The solution's simple! I'll fill 'em up With my Donut, Doc, & Vice: Po… tent… ial...!

Ramon: Shotgun’s lap?

North: Shotgun’s lap simply sitting in the lap of the guy who called shotgun.

Leo: When did that happen?

Simmons: It started when we needed to get somewhere, and the Warthog only had a three seater and so half of us had to sit on each others laps.

Grif: Please, never remind me!

George: Okay! Donut, please, enough with the double entendres!

Frøy: Gheo! No don’t-

Donut: Double entendre? Is that anything like a ménage-à-trois?

Frøy: Great job Gheo, great job...

George: What?!

Donut: In that case…

Horobi & Fuwa: Is he still going!?

Donut: Let me blow you... away… Like a needle I'll get lost inside your hay… Easy if you know how, just like milking a cow (Cow Bell!) Like we do it on the farm back in I-O-W-A…!

Delta: Moooo!

Everyone turned their heads to see Delta had played the sound of the cow bell and a cow mooing,

York: Not really helping, D!

Doc: Hmmm. So you really grew up on a farm in Iowa?

Donut: Yep. You spend a lot of time thinking when you're on the farm. And then a lot of time repressing those thoughts.

Everyone promptly started to shift away from him,

Donut: Let me blow you... away… I'm on my knees, just to have a chance today… If you see me winking, it's 'cause we're both thinking (Donut then blows a kiss… at Sarge) This lightish-red armor looks so ga... rish!

Ren: Uh… sorry, what did you call your armour?

Donut: Garish. It means totally lacking in good taste.

Ikazuchi: Huh. Kinda like this song.

South: For the millionth time, Donut, your armor is clearly pink!

Donut: It's lightish-red!

Momotaros: Seriously?! It’s clearly pink!

Donut: No! It’s lightish-red!

Blake: Why won't you just admit?

Urataros: Yeah, you're not fooling anyone Donut.

Jin: Um… are we still talking about his armor color, or something else?

Donut: Enough talk, you guys! It's time for some action!

Everyone: NO!

Jin: I still want to know what you guys are talking about!

Donut: After this!

Donut: So let me blow you... Doc & Vice: Blow you… Donut: Blow you all... One by one... Individually... Or in a group... Blow you... Away...!

Kintaros: The song was so horrible... (starting to sob) that even it makes me cry!

Momotaros: PLEASE DEAR GOD, STOP SINGING!!

But it was ignored by Donut, who still closed his eyes, so Momotaros decide to book it, and he’s not the only one.

Donut: So… how was it?

Donut asked as he opened his eyes, only to see everyone gone, having ran as far away from Donut as they could.

Donut: Oh well, I guess they went out to find the others. I guess I'll wait here.

#red vs blue #rvb #CrossOver #kamen rider #kamen rider kiva #kamen rider zero one #kamen rider revice #kamen rider den o #rwby #oc

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dudemanauthor · 1 year

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Body Building Boys

Author's Note: This was my first-ever story involving dudes getting bigger, the first story involving Jaune, Ren, or Pyrrha, and my second-ever request. If I remember correctly, I actually finished this on April 1st 2018, but I held off on posting it for a week just to make sure people didn't this it was an April Fool's bit that I was way too committed to. In case it's not clear, I like my big dudes about as much as I like my big ladies.

Day One:

“Hey Ren?”

“Yes, Jaune?”

“I think we made a mistake.”

There was a moment of silence as the two boys sat, tied to their chairs in the middle of the dorm room, time ticking by at a snail’s pace.

“We had a chance of winning,” Ren comforted, leaning over as much as his restraints would allow.

“No way, man. Nora’s got crazy super strength and Pyrrha’s a champion fighter. You might be quick, but I’m nothing special in a fight. I don’t even know why I made that bet,” Jaune said, sounding somewhat disheartened.

“If only we could’ve used your tactics better, we might have defeated them,” Ren added in his soft, comforting voice. Before the two could continue lamenting their loss, the door swung open and in rolled a sizable cart, pushed by the boys’ teammates. Nora, ever the bubbly, excitable type, led the cart as Pyrrha pushed from behind with effortless ease. The cart was loaded with boxes of cereal and plates of thick pancakes stacked high.

“Hello boys!” Nora teased in a flirty tone. “Hope you’re ready for your punishment.”

“Now, Nora, they shouldn’t call this a punishment, we’re just helping them improve themselves,” Pyrrha said in a tone that was far too innocent to be sincere.

“Uh, what is our punishment?” Jaune asked nervously. Ren sat, straight-faced and steady.

“It’s not a punishment, Jaune, Nora and I just felt that, after your loss to us, we could use this week off of classes to help you improve. And what better way to begin building up your bodies than with a filling breakfast,” Pyrrha said in a tone that was clearly meant to be reassuring, and almost certainly would have been if it wasn’t being using with people tied to chairs facing a massive mountain of food.

“Oh, and it’s got a special ingredient that’s really gonna help,” Nora added as she picked up a plate and strolled over to Ren’s chair. Before Jaune could object, Pyrrha had strolled over and was sitting side-saddle on his lap affixing a tube and funnel to his mouth. Jaune made some panicked noises, but nothing that could be understood. Pyrrha shushed him and leant in close.

“Don’t worry, Jaune, this is just to save your energy,” she whispered as she climbed off and grabbed a box of cereal and a bottle of milk. “And if it helps, it’s your favourite cereal.” Jaune looked past the tube and saw a familiar orange box with Pyrrha’s smiling face on it. “Also, I have full fat milk for you. None of that skim milk for you.” Pyrrha opened the cereal box and milk and slowly poured both into the funnel. Immediately, Jaune’s focus went straight to dealing with the incoming food. He swallowed and swallowed, but strangely enough he never felt like he was filling up. He didn’t even notice the stream of food come to an end until he began swallowing nothing. He looked over to Ren’s chair and saw a very different scene. Nora was curled up on Ren’s lap as she cooed sweetly at him and fed forkfuls of pancake into Ren’s mouth. Jaune’s focus was immediately dragged back to Pyrrha and the cereal as another wave flowed through the tube and into his mouth. Everything else disappeared for Jaune, everything except the food. The next thing Jaune knew, the milk and cereal had stopped and Pyrrha was on his lap again, removing the tube and rubbing a taut, round belly that Jaune hadn’t even noticed until now. Jaune’s view drifted over to Ren, who had his head rolled back and was quietly moaning as Nora rubbed a round belly that began to push at his green top. That was when Jaune’s eyelids grew heavy and he drifted off to sleep.

When he came to, Jaune noticed that he was no longer bound to his chair but was instead laying in his bed. He blearily looked over to Ren’s bed and saw that he was still sleeping. He also noticed that Ren’s stuffed stomach didn’t look anywhere near as full as it did before, although his white pants looked a little snugger around the thighs. That was when Jaune less than eagerly turned back to inspect his own body. From first appearances, it just looked like he was still full, even if he didn’t feel it. The moment Jaune touched it, it was clear what had happened. His fingers sunk into the fat that made his belly look round. He lifted the hem of his hoodie, not quite believing it was real, but doing that only revealed the pale mass that was his potbelly. He silently thanked whoever made the less than tactical choice of making armour that doesn’t cover his whole torso. Then he silently panicked as the door swung open and Nora and Pyrrha let another cart in.

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Day Three:

“Uh, Ren, do you get the feeling Nora and Pyrrha are a little more in to this than they’re acting?”

“It would explain the aphrodisiacs they’re feeding us.”

“Wait, they’re doing what?”

Before the boys could continue, they were interrupted by the distinct sound of a seam giving way. The two boys’ attentions went to the source, but only Ren could see it clearly. Ren’s thighs, which had nearly doubled in size since the beginning of the week and had made his pants skin tight, had just busted through the inseam of his pants, with a bulge of pale thigh showing through the hole. There was a moment of awkward silence as the boys processed what had just happened.

“Ren, what I am about to say to you, I say as a friend,” Jaune said, cautious yet at the same time warm and friendly. “You should take your clothes off.”

“What?” Ren asked, looking at Jaune like he had just spoken in another language.

“Okay, I know that sounds weird, but you seriously don’t fit those clothes anymore and you should take them off before they get too uncomfortable and you ruin them,” Jaune explained. “Would it make you feel more comfortable if I did it too?” There was an earnest pause.

“A little bit,” Ren said quietly as he began removing his clothes. His pants went first, revealing that he was even more bottom-heavy now that pants no longer confined him. Pale flesh bulged around the cuffs of his tight boxer-briefs and a modest belly was beginning to hang over the waistband. Speaking of that belly, Ren removing his shirt revealed it in all its glory, rolls and all. Once he was down to his underwear, Ren looked at Jaune expectantly. Without a word, Jaune nodded and began to remove his own clothing. Having his fat more distributed around the middle, Jaune’s spherical belly had already escaped out the bottom of his hoodie, so logically that was the first to go, along with the accompanying undershirt. With a grunt, Jaune hauled his heavy frame up and off of his bed to make dealing with his jeans easier. At the start of the week they were standard straight-fit jeans, but the weight he had gain in just the last few days had turned them into skinny jeans. Taking them off was more like peeling them off rather than simply removing them, but every inch that they rolled down was more comfort as his legs were no longer straining against their denim prison. As the jeans finally hit the floor, Jaune was left in nothing but his plain white briefs as he sat back down on the bed, panting lightly from the mild exertion.

“Y’know, now that I think about it, I think we’re just giving Pyrrha and Nora what they want by doing this,” Jaune mused.

“Probably,” Ren agreed. To support their point of view was Nora and Pyrrha, rolling in another breakfast cart. They didn’t quite get all the way to the beds, as they were both struck by the view the boys had presented. Nora’s eyes took on a hunger as a dangerous smirk appeared on her face. Meanwhile, Pyrrha still looked oh so innocent, but that façade was beginning to crumble ever so slowly, as Pyrrha’s eyes lit up for just a moment before her trained politeness helped hide her excitement. After a subtle nudge from Pyrrha, Nora led the cart over to the beds and set about preparing the first feeding session of the day while Pyrrha strolled over between Jaune and Ren’s beds.

“It looks like you two have built very impressive bodies so far, but Nora and I believe that there is still room for improvement,” Pyrrha said in a false peppy voice, only false insofar as it was hiding Pyrrha’s true feelings and intentions. “Now, let us begin with today’s breakfast.” Jaune only had time to let out a mumbled ‘oh boy’ before Nora was upon him with a plate of pancakes ready to shovel into his mouth.

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Day 5:

“You, uh, you also hiding the fact that your underwear burst off after lunch?”

“Unfortunately, yes.”

“Well thank goodness for that, it would’ve been really awkward if you’d said ‘no’.”

The boys went quiet as they adjusted their seating arrangements, making sure that the covers for their beds hid anything below the metaphorical belt, since they were too large for any literal belt they owned, let alone anything that would cover up their growing bodies.

“I guess the one upside of being really fat is that no one’s gonna be able to see our private parts,” Jaune suggested.

“That does include yourself,” Ren added.

“Well, yeah, but the girls said we can’t… well, y’know…”

“I had other things in mind, but that would also count,” Ren said, suddenly not being able to look in Jaune’s direction for some reason. “The aphrodisiacs aren’t helping either.”

“Oh yeah, you mentioned that a few days back, what were those?” Ren looked at Jaune with a combination of confusion and disappointment.

“You don’t know what aphrodisiacs are?” Ren asked.

“Buddy, I didn’t know what aura was when I got here,” Jaune said.

“Fair enough,” Ren conceded. “It’s basically something someone takes that creates or increases sexual desire in them.” There was a quiet moment as realisation washed over Jaune.

“That explains a lot,” Jaune said earnestly. “I just thought being this big was some sort of weird awakening,” he added, gesturing to his round, lap-filling belly.

“It may still be an awakening,” Ren countered, shifting to face Jaune a little better and setting his not at all firm torso jiggling as some of it practically poured off of his lap.

“That was super ominous, but you might have a point,” Jaune said, hauling his bulk up and off the bed. Once he was upright his belly, despite it’s firmness, hung low enough to maintain the bare minimum for decency despite very obviously being very naked. “Uh, do you think I’ll fit through the bathroom door?” The boys went quiet as they sized up Jaune’s sizable body, sized up the bathroom door and then tried to imagine the two meeting.

“I fit through it earlier, and I’m wider than you,” Ren mentioned. “You should be fine.”

“Oh, thank goodness, I just want to sneak in a shower before…” Jaune was interrupted by the door swinging open.

“We’re back!” Nora’s voice sang out from outside the door. The cart rolled in with a wide array of food and the girls following after it. As soon as both girls were in the room they were struck by Jaune’s large, nude form. Nora was practically drooling as she ogled him and Pyrrha was subtly leering at him with heavily lidded eyes. All of this attention had Jaune breaking out in a heavy blush. He looked over to Ren for help, but Ren was doing his best to hide under the covers.

“Jaune, did you say you were going to have a shower?” Pyrrha asked in a sultry tone as she slowly paced towards him. “Perhaps I could help you with that, help you save energy.”

“Uh, well, actually, since you guys are here, maybe we should just eat. I can shower later,” Jaune stammered.

“Another excellent plan from our great leader,” Pyrrha cooed as she placed her hand on Jaune’s soft chest and gently pushed him back down on to the bed. Jaune gulped down his fear before he had to gulp down another ludicrous amount of food.

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Day 7:

“Hey Ren, is that ground shaking you?”

“Yes. Sorry.”

“Nah, it’s cool. Just wanted to be sure it wasn’t an earthquake.”

The room went quiet as Jaune died inside. He was glad to be hiding under his covers, because he was more than happy to not look Ren in the face “Wait, that sounded really mean, I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright, Jaune. I’m aware of my weight,” Ren said in a comforting tone. “I’m also aware that I may not fit through this door.” That got Jaune to poke his head out from beneath the covers. That allowed him to watch an incredibly wide Ren standing in front of an open door. Ren’s wide hips, globular rear and thick thighs immediately caught Jaune’s attention, stirring up something deep within him. Jaune fully removed the covers, revealing a giant belly that went past his knees and a plush chest. He even had his own respectably large thighs and rear, even if it didn’t quite match up to Ren’s. As Jaune made the herculean effort to rise to his feet, he noticed how firm his belly was, still large and heavy enough to hang down past his crotch but not quite the padded apron of fat that Ren was sporting. Jaune had become so enamoured with Ren’s body, as well as his own, that he completely spaced out, missing whatever Ren had said. It took the unfathomably unlikely event of Ren raising his voice to snap Jaune out of his distracted state.

“Jaune, I think I’m stuck!” Ren called out. Jaune looked ever and, in the time that he had distracted himself, Ren had wedge his ample rear in the doorway. While Jaune’s immediate reaction was to go help his teammate and friend, another part of his brain had other, less altruistic ideas. As Jaune waddled over at a sluggish pace, he took stock of the situation and tried to figure out a plan.

“Do you wanna go in to the bathroom or not?” Jaune asked.

“I don’t think I should go in,” Ren said. Jaune nodded and kept waddling over.

“Can you reach the medicine cabinet? I think there’s something in there that we can use to get you loose,” Jaune suggested. Jaune tried to lean in as Ren reached for the cabinet, but his fat gut, combined with Ren’s massive rear, made it impossible to see in to the room no matter how he maneuvered himself. As Jaune moved back to give Ren some breathing space, he caught another mesmerising view of Ren’s sizable rear. His brain was practically screaming at him to touch it, or do more, and the rock-hard length between his legs was definitely reinforcing that message. The internal conflict was so strong that it took something bouncing off his forehead to break him out of it. Jaune’s hands went to instinctively catch it, after some minor fumbling, and he eventually had in his hands a small bottle of massage oil.

“Wait, isn’t this Pyrrha’s?” Jaune asked.

“I just said that,” Ren stated. “Could you please help me out?” Jaune nodded and waddled over. He generously applied the oil to Ren’s currently wedged thighs, giving them a very noticeable sheen. Satisfied, Jaune tossed the bottle aside and got as firm a grip as he could with his slippery hands.

“Ready, Ren?” Jaune asked. Ren nodded and prepared himself. After a count of three, Jaune pulled with all his might, while Ren did what he could to help. After a strenuous few moments Ren was free. Unfortunately, he was very suddenly free and, having not quite gotten used to his new bulk, Ren kept going backwards, colliding with Jaune and bringing the pair to the ground. Stuck under Ren’s bulk, Jaune got to experience all of Ren’s softness up close, and it was bringing that one thought back in to his mind, and without anything else to keep his mind away from that line of thinking Jaune decided to listen to it. “Hey Ren, did you wanna… blow off some steam before the girls get back?” Jaune asked, sounding a little bit cautious and a little bit flirty. “I mean, I know the girls said we couldn’t, but…”

“I want it,” Ren interrupted in a near moan. With a grin, Jaune reached around and under Ren’s rolls of fat until he reached his prize, Ren’s fully erect cock. He took a firm grip of it and began to slowly stroke it, before reaching for his own. His one was currently trapped beneath Ren’s fat ass, but with some effort Jaune managed to reach it and begin stroking it. Within a few strokes, Jaune realised that he wasn’t just masturbating, he was lubing up his cock. Being so close to such a massive ass gave Jaune an idea. He brought the pair forward slowly, putting Ren on his hands and knees with his jiggling ass on display. Jaune used his free hand to lift up his round gut and rest it on Ren’s back and shelf-like rear before getting a grip on Ren’s hips. He slowly inserted his cock into Ren’s ass, pulling a quiet moan from Ren and no complaints. As Jaune began to slowly and steadily roll his hips, pleasure built up incredibly quickly at the tip of his cock, and Jaune was making it very obvious with loud moans of pleasure. In his hand he felt Ren grow harder and harder until Ren’s cock began to throb and pulse. Ren let out a shuddering moan as his arms gave out. From what little Jaune could see past Ren’s expansive body, Ren was in the depths of a powerful orgasm. With Ren cumming, Jaune focused on his own pleasure, grabbing Ren’s wide hips with both hands and making short and fast thrusts with his cock, making Ren’s fat ass reverberate and jiggle, with vibrations reaching down his thighs and across his flabby belly. Within moments, the pleasure had built to an almost unbearable crescendo. One loud moan later and Jaune came, pumping his seed into Ren’s anus. It felt like he was cumming for so long, but eventually, mercifully, the orgasm slowly ramped down and Jaune regained his faculties. Getting back to a less distracted state of mind helped him notice two things. Firstly, he wasn’t exactly opposed to doing it again, regardless of Ren’s size, although there may have been a slight preference for a larger Ren. Secondly, and perhaps more importantly, Jaune could feel a presence of some kind behind him, and Jaune was almost certain that he knew who it was. Like a horror film character, he turned around slowly to meet his fate. What he saw was Nora and Pyrrha, both with lecherous looks on their faces, with Nora drooling at the view and Pyrrha looking at the boys with a hunger in her eyes.

“Uh, this-this isn’t what it looks like!” Jaune stammered as the girls drew closer and closer. Pyrrha stepped in beside him and slowly ran her gloved hand over Jaune’s massive belly.

“Oh, is that true? Because it looks like you and Ren just had incredible sex,” Pyrrha questioned, getting well into Jaune’s personal space.

“And you did it without us. You guys are so mean,” Nora added, pouting up a storm as she got a grip of Jaune’s sizable frame. Slowly and gently, she lifted him up, removing him from Ren and getting him upright. Almost immediately after, with enough time to clean off Jaune’s cock, Pyrrha led Jaune back to bed while Nora rolled Ren over and straddled him. As Pyrrha got Jaune back on to the bed, she too straddled her massive man.

“I hope you don’t mind letting me have some fun with you,” Pyrrha said in a sickly-sweet voice as she grabbed Jaune by the chins. Jaune couldn’t quite look over far enough to see for sure, but he could hear well enough that Nora was going to town on Ren, sounding like she was having the sex of her life. He then looked down at Pyrrha and saw her do something on the other side of his massive belly. He then felt a warm, wet feeling on his cock as Pyrrha let out a moan, helping him piece it all together.

“W-wait, I don’t wanna get you pregnant!” Jaune said in a panic.

“Oh Jaune, do you really think I didn’t plan to have sex with you?” Pyrrha asked. “Nora and I turned you and Ren into big, handsome men for this exact purpose, and you’re going to fulfil that purpose.” Pyrrha picked up the pace as she bounced on Jaune’s cock, pulling moans from both of them, Pyrrha’s being a higher pitch and Jaune’s being interspersed with pants of exertion, despite the fact that he was just laying there. The room became a cacophony of pleasure as the four of them let out their various noises. Jaune felt like he was losing his mind all over again as Pyrrha kept on going. The pleasure built to bursting point, but Pyrrha kept going. Jaune’s cock shot its hot load into Pyrrha, but Pyrrha kept going, milking Jaune’s cock dry and dragging the orgasm out for a maddeningly long time. Before he could do anything about it, Jaune blacked out from pleasure and exhaustion.

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The next thing Jaune knew, it was morning. He tried to move, but he found himself trapped, not by his massive body, but by the bodies of his team. In fact, he found that his body was back to it’s normal fit state, as was Ren’s. The only evidence that any of the last week had just happened was the pungent aroma of sex in the air and the memories. The memories were what would stay with Jaune, leaving him with the thought that maybe, one day, the team could do this all over again.

#chubby!rwby #weight gain #male weight gain #stuffing

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juanarc-thethird · 2 years

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An Opportunity Has Arrive V9

After combat practice.

Goodwitch: That's all for today. Please return your equipment to your lockers. Mr. Arc, come to my office once you've finished. I'd like to talk to you about your performance.

Jaune: *Unmotivated* Come on..

Yang: *Teasing* How lucky you are. You will spend some time with Prof. Goodwitch. The other boys are going to get jealous

Jaune: *annoyed* Not funny, yang.

Yang: *Giggles*

Pyrrha: Don't worry Jaune. Maybe she just wants to give you some advice. You've been improving a lot after all.

Ruby: Yes, maybe she is trying to help you.

Jaune: *Unconvinced* Maybe. Let's get this over with.

Moments later

*Knock knock*

Goodwitch: *Working at her desk* Please coming in

Jaune: *Nervous he walks into the office* Excuse me.

Goodwitch: Please take a sit *She points at one of the chairs in front of her*

Jaune: *Sits down*

Goodwitch: Mr. Arc, first of all I want to say that your performance has improved a lot lately. I am really impressed with how much you have grown.

Jaune: *Smile* Thank you

Goodwitch: But you still have a lot to learn. So I want to help you improve with a little training after school. if you agree.

Jaune: Really!? Thank you so much!

Goodwitch: *Smiles* I'm glad you like the idea. Let's get started then.

Jaune: Ok, I'm going to get my gear. *Starts to get up*

Goodwitch: *confuse* Your gear?

Jaune: *Sits down again* Yeah, for training. The thing that we just talked about.

Goodwitch: Oh I see. Sorry, I wasn't talking about that kind of training. *She stands up and walks towards him with a sensual movement of her hips*

Jaune: *Looking at her hips and getting nervous* What kind of training were you talking about?

Goodwitch: *she stands in front of Jaune* Something more intimate. *She sits on his lap and looks straight at him*

Jaune: *Blushed* S-so the performance you were talking about was about… "That"

Goodwitch: *she puts her arms around him and giggles* Exactly, but enough talking. Let's focus on your training.

Jaune: O-ok

Prof. Goodwitch give him a disappointing look

Jaune: I-I mean, yes ma’am!

Goodwitch: *Smiles* Good boy. *Starts to make out with him*

And with the help of her semblance, she locks her office door. She cannot allow any distraction during her teaching~ Part 2 by @darkvaga ------------------------

4hrs 30min after jaune's extra credit lesson

Ruby: so what did miss goodwitch help you with?

Jaune: oh you know form...

*flashback to jaune holding glynda in a mating press*

Glynda: YESSS!!!! CUM INSIDE ME

Jaune: are you sure?....cause im not

Glynda: *too high on euphoria to care*

*present*

Jaune: endurance

*flashback

Jaune: *surviving the 10th round of glynda's hellishly good oral skills* ok...*panting*.....can i cum....now?

Glynda: *teasing his tip* mhmmm....another 5 more rounds~~ and remember if you cum..we start all over~

Jaune: *gulping*

*present*

Jaune: and learning new skills & techniques

*flashback to jaune teasing glynda's core via her installations*

Glynda: *stilling a moan* just....like.....That! Now play with my..

*present*

Jaune: we also finished off with strategic planning

Ruby; awww seriously? Maybe i should ask if i can join in next time

Jaune: *muttering* please don't, I'd like to see adrian grow up

Ruby: what?

Jaune: Nothing! So wanna hit the bakery? I hear there's a sale on chocolate chip cookies

Ruby: DEFINITELY, but there's one thing i want to know....

Jaune: yeah?

Ruby: why is every guy in beacon saluting you?

*que jaune seeing every male member of the student body saluting him. Even CRDL saluted his with tears in their eyes*

Jaune:...it's a guy thing...you probably wouldn't understand *in thought* (namely because i had sex with miss Goodwitch)

As the duo head towards the door Sun & Neptune open it for Jaune

Sun: My lord

Jaune: *nods & gains a weird mature like voice* carry on lad

Ruby:.......*staring at him*

Jaune: *back to normal* what?

Ruby:.....*in thought* (.....i don't know what happened there but my panties are absolutely drench right now...)

Jaune: *in thought* (why do i feel like I'm in danger)

Yang: *in thought* (why do i feel like vb needs a good throttling)

MEANWHILE, with goodwitch

Glynda: *scrolling through her contacts* hmmm.....perhaps professor peach would like to join in next time~~ he does need more help with his dusk skills

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juanarcthethird · 2 years

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Crazy Love

Part 4 / Part 5

Jaune: *Still tied down to a chair* Sooo, do you need something from me?

Coco: Yes I do. I just want to confirm some rumors going around Beacon. Is it true that you and Pyrrha are dating?

Jaune: Oh that, no we are not. She is just protecting me from Cinder.

Coco: From Cinder, what happen?

Jaune explain to her everything that happen the last couple of days.

Jaune: Then you took me here and ask me about it. The end

Coco: I see, I never thought some one as cool like Cinder will act that way. Well I guess I also have to step up my game.

Jaune: What do you mean? Are you trying to be with Cinder?

Coco: *Giggles* If you were not this clueless, you could have been a playboy already. But that is part of your charms, so cute. *Sits on his lamp and put her arms around Jaune’s neck*

Jaune: *Nervous* What are you doing?

Coco: Just getting ahead. It seems that no one in Beacon has claimed your lips yet. I want to be that person. *Gets closer*

Jaune: *Try to move his head away from her* Wait Coco, this is to much for me. I mean your the coolest and most beautiful second year of all Beacon, and I’m just Jaune, just the average joe.

Coco: *Stops* See, that why I like you. You are always sweet and you don’t do it to get to me. You just do it because that’s who you are. I fall in love with you Jaune, and I want you to fall in love with me.

Jaune was stunned by this revelation. Coco, the Coco Adel just confess her love to him. Jaune doesn’t know what to do, he doesn’t dislike Coco but at the same time he never thought about having a romantic relationship with her.

Jaune: Coco, I don’t know what to say. I didn’t expect that from you.

Coco: *Giggles* Don’t worry, I knew this would happen. That’s why I don’t mind putting the work to get you fall in love with me.

Jaune: *Touch by her words* Coco

Coco: Now give does lips of yours *Gets closer*.

Jaune: Wait! My heart is not ready!

Velvet: *Enters the room* Hey Coco, have you seen my clean kit of my camera. I don’t know where I put *Looks at Coco sitting on Jaune’s lap going for a kiss* it.

Jaune: *Nervous* I can explain!

Coco: You are late.

Jaune: what?

Velvet: Coco, I told you to wait for me.

Jaune: Wait! What is going on? Why are you guys so casual about this?

Coco: Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. Velvet and I are a package deal. So you get the double amount of love.

Jaune: What do you mean? Are you pushing Velvet to do this?

Velvet: She is not pushing me to do this. In fact, I am the one that came with the idea. I can see that Coco already told you how she feels about you. So let me say it too. *Gets on her knees and hold his hand* Jaune I love you, I been in love with you for a long time. You are one of the most hardworking people I know, and no matter what happen you always stand up and try again. You are also the sweetest person I know. Please accept us as your girlfriends.

Jaune: I’m sorry but this is all new to me. I never thought about you guys would see me that way. Also how could I, I mean I was

Velvet: in love with Weiss. We know, but we also know that you help Neptune to be with her at the dance. That you are trying to turn a new page on you love life, and we want to be there.

Coco: Besides, you should feel lucky. This is a fantasy that all boys have. Having two beautiful ladies, one on each arm.

Jaune: That’s true, but is just a fantasy. I’m a man, yes, but I’m also the brother of 7 sisters. I live long enough around them to understand that this is not right. My sisters always get angry while talk about this kind of stuff. Most girls don’t like this and I don’t think my mom will be ok with this. She will think that I trick the girls or that I am cheating.

Coco: Relax, we understand. But you need to understand that we are not “most girls”. We are huntress and just by having that title our life expectancy drops a lot. So when you think about it, it’s sounds reasonable to want to do crazy things. You don’t know when it will be your last day.

Velvet: Also this is not something that we decided just because. We thought about it. At the beginning it felt that it was me against Coco for your affection. We had this rivalry between us and was not healthy. And just like Coco mention, we don’t know how long will live doing this job. So we talk about it and decided to get together for your love. It seems selfish but we want to live our lives to the fullest.

Jaune was feeling a lot of things. He felt happy and surprise, but also felt wrong.

Jaune: (It doesn’t feel right, but I understand why they are doing this.) This is to much for me, I need some time to wrap my head around all of this.

Velvet: We understand, but get ready. Now that you know our feelings, we will throw everything we have for your love.

Out of nowhere the door gets destroy and on the other side is Pyrrha with her weapons out. Coco, Velvet, and Jaune are stunned.

Pyrrha: *Angry* What are you doing with my Jaune!?

Coco react to this and turn to Jaune.

Coco:*Kisses Jaune on the lips*

The girls gasp after seeing this.

Velvet: *Blushing* Oh my!

Pyrrha: *Throws her shield against coco* Get way from him!

Coco moves out of the way, but the shield hits Jaune on the head and knock’s him out.

P/C/V: Jaune!

To be continue

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dragonotaku-justineverything · 3 years

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(Pokémon AU) How did Jaune meet his adorable little Eevee, Caramel? And what was his first interactions with Aerial and her own Eevee Mocha like?

Well... I got a bit carried away again. I just love this AU and I'm really getting into Pokemon again recently, so sorry for the long post ahead.

But I hope you all enjoy it nonetheless!

It was a beautiful day outside Beacon Academy. The sun was shining brightly and hardly any clouds were visible. Multiple flocks of Wingull, Starly, Pidgey and other bird-like Pokémon soared freely in the sky around Beacon. A few letting out some faint cries sporadically. The Wooloos were happily grazing and rolling around in their paddock. Many students and visiting trainers alike were outside, just enjoying the nice weather with their Pokémon. This nice weather gave both Ruby Rose and Jaune Arc the idea to enjoy the day with a nice picnic outside with their friends.

On several blankets spread out in a grassy portion of the academy's lavish courtyard near a tree, the group of eight friends were all eating and chatting away. All of their Pokémon were out of their pokeballs and gathered around them.

Some were just lazing about, such as Ren's Greninja sitting cross legged while dozing off with his head tilted down or Weiss's snow white Vulpix snoozing in Weiss's lap while she sat in the shade of the tree. Others were chowing down, like Nora's Shinx or Blake's Litleo, eating berries/Poké food in their own little food bowls. Or in the case of Pyrrha's Aron, he was eating some screws, nuts, bolts, and other small pieces of scrap metal. Yang was busy brushing her Growlithe's fur, and watched her Combuskin running around with Ruby's Zorua.

Jaune was happily munching on a sandwich. He put the sandwich down and moved his hand to lightly scratch Hera's head, who was laying down next to his left thigh. Normally she'd be laying in his lap, but that space was currently taken. A small glass container was resting in a space between his legs. Inside it was a Pokémon egg he'd "won" two months ago wrapped in a blanket, so Hera had settled for laying right next to him instead. She was adapting pretty well to the new circumstances with said egg. Though Jaune was still wondering how she'd react when it finally hatched

His nails lightly scratched just around the base of the tuft of white fur on her head, just where she really liked it. "Shoo-, mmm *swallow*, sorry. So Pyrrha, you're Metang actually evolved on live TV?"

Pyrrha lowered her fork with the next bit of her chicken and strawberry salad to respond with a smile. "Yes indeed. It happened during the final match of my second tournament at Sanctum. It was quite an astonishing sight."

Jaune smiled and leaned back a bit. "I bet! Man, watching a Pokémon evolve in person must be amazing."

Yang looked up from her Growlithe over at him. "You've never seen a Pokémon evolve?"

Jaune chuckled a bit. "W-well I mean I've seen it on video and stuff, just not in person."

Nora shamelessly jumped in and added her two cents. "Neither have I! It must be soooo cool!"

Pyrrha giggled happily and looked over to her Metang, who was actually on the ground for a change instead of floating, with Cubone resting on its head. "Well, watching my Beldum evolve into Metang was definitely a sight I'll never forget."

They group continued to converse, laugh, and just enjoy themselves. Their Pokémon did as well, all of them getting along pretty well. They were all so engrossed in their merriment, none of them noticed another member slowly walking towards their misshapen circle.

That was until she made her move.

Jaune felt a small tug at his hoodie but ignored it, thinking it was just Hera rolling around in her sleep. It was a pointed finger and a question from Ren that actually made him look. "Uuuh Jaune... do you know who... that is?"

"Huh?" Jaune looked down to where his friend was pointing, which was by his stomach. There, in his hoodie's pocket near his stomach, was a small little brown Pokémon with a small, furry body and a big fluffy brown tail.

And half of its body was buried inside his hoodie pocket, rummaging around in it.

"WAH!??" Jaune nearly jumped up in surprise, but he managed to stay pretty still for the most part, trying not to jostle the egg between his legs. However, he still shot back an inch or two when he threw his hands up above him and fell back, his head lightly landing on the blanket.

Hera, startled by her Papa's sudden jolt, sprang up to her feet and spun to look at him. She lowered her stance, ready to defend him if she needed to! That's when she saw the little brown Pokémon as well, now standing on top of her Papa's stomach while he was laying back, but its top half was still stuffed in her Papa's pocket! What was it doing? Was it trying to attack him?! She wouldn't let it!

"Growl! ROW! GRO-!" She had just started barking at it when someone else's yelling stopped her.

"Eevee! Stop that! That's very rude!"

The brown Pokémon stopped moving finally, and stood still for a moment on Jaune's stomach, then slowly started walking backwards. It took a little tugging, but it finally pulled itself out of Jaune's pocket. As it got free, everyone around got a good look at its top half.

The first thing they all noticed was a large collar of fluffy, cream colored fur. Then two long, thin ears on top of its head. Finally its small, soft, squarish face with two big dark eyes and a happy smile. As well as a small plastic candy wrapper hanging from said smile.

Weiss, Ruby, Yang, and Nora all let out a coo of "Awwwwww" at the same time.

"Eevee no!" The group again heard the voice call out again, and almost all at once, they looked away from the 'Eevee' and towards where it was coming from.

There they saw a young girl, running up to their group with her arms waving above her. She was quite slender, had dark hair pulled back in a ponytail. She had a light blue jacket on, open in the front to show she had on a black halter top underneath it. A pair of tight black and blue pants with heeled fur boots matching in color. A simple black choker around her neck finished her outfit nicely.

Then the group noticed that a Pokémon that was just like the one on top of Jaune right now was also running alongside the girl. One this one had a small band of flowers around the base of one of its ears. It was hopping/skipping along right by her feet as they both ran towards them, its whole body arcing into the air as it followed her.

Within just a few seconds, she was right next to them, her arms still frantically waving. "Eevee you can't just jump on people you don't know like that! That's very rude! And give that candy back! You can't go stealing from peo-" The girl abruptly stopped her admonishment of the Pokémon as she finally looked at who Eevee was still standing on top of. "...JAUNE!?"

Jaune, still laying on his back, turned his head to look at the new girl that screamed his name, and quickly shot back up to a sitting position when he saw her. "Aerial!?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, then both smiled widely and started to laugh. Aerial started talking first. "Hey! What are the odds of running into you like this!"

"Me? What are you doing here haha?!"

Aerial leaned over a bit, smiling down at him. "Aunt Juniper said you'd gone off to Beacon, but I wasn't expecting to see you so soon!"

Jaune, still sitting, smiled brightly back up at her. "Yeah hahaha, it's always been my dream to go to a professional Pokémon academy after all haha. Hera's here too!" As Jaune finished, he pointed towards the Fire-Type.

Aerial shifted her gaze to her and her eyes brightened even more. She got down on her knees and hunched forward, getting close to Hera's height. "Heeeera~ hi! It's been such a long time! How are you?"

Hera's earlier confidence seemed to wane a bit as she started to look a little nervous. Papa seemed to know this woman and was happy to see her, so she shouldn't be worried, but she still pulled back a bit from Aerial. She seemed a little familiar to her as well, but she wasn't sure...

Jaune chuckled. "She might not remember you, Aerial. It was a couple years ago now."

Aerial pouted childishly and straightened her back, "Awwww that's a shame. I definitely remember her!"

"I don't doubt that. You loved her as a kid."

"Uuuummm... hello?"

Jaune and Aerial turned their heads in unison to look at who spoke.

Yang was holding a hand up, like she was waiting to get noticed or called upon. "Uuuh yeah, we're still here. Mind uuuuh, filling us in on what's happening Jaune?"

Jaune sweatdropped a little, slightly embarrassed that he'd completely forgotten about the others present for a minute there. "He he, sorry guys." With one hand, he gestured to Aerial. "Everyone, this is my cousin, Aerial Yeager. She's from Atlas actually, so that's why I was so surprised to see her."

Aerial waved at the group, still with a smile on her lips. "Hi everyone! I trust Jaune's been good to all of you."

A lot of them nodded at that, and many of their Pokémon had stopped in their activities and gathered around as well, looking at the new arrival.

Aerial's eyes scanned over all of them and began to sparkle. "Awwww you all have such amazing Pokémon!"

"Speeeeaking of which... Aerial, are these Pokémon yours?"

Aerial turned away from the group and back to Jaune. He was pointing down right beside him. There, the Eevee from earlier that jumped on Jaune was licking away at the now unwrapped candy that it got from his pocket, looking completely carefree. Meanwhile, it looked like the Eevee with flowers that ran up with Aerial around its ears was admonishing it.

"Y-yeah, they are. H-hey Eevee what did I say! That isn't yours!" Eevee stopped licking and looked up at her with a head tilt, then just went back to licking the candy happily. "Hooooh." Aerial sighed and bowed her head, feeling defeated at being ignored.

"Hey it's no big deal Aerial, I have plenty of these caramel candies. I was just caught off guard when Eevee just appeared out of nowhere."

"Yeah sorry about her. She's kind of a handful sometimes. She likes doing what she likes when she likes. Oh, everyone," Aerial gestured in front of her towards the two small Eevees. "This is Mocha and Eevee, their sisters."

Blake was the first to catch what she said. "Mocha?"

"Ah yeah, that's what I call my Eevee, the one with the flowers. The other Eevee... Well, no matter what name I try, she doesn't respond to it. Coca, Ginger, Toffee, Hazel... she doesn't seem to like anything I pick out for her."

The group all turned to the Eevee still licking away at the candy, not noticing or caring about all the eyes on her. Mocha seemed a little annoyed at her sister's actions still, but had stopped reprimanding her as she didn't seem to care too much.

Jaune looked down at the Eevee right next to him, then slowly reached a hand over and gently rubbed his index finger on its head. "You sure do like that candy huh? Did you smell it and that's why you came over to me?"

Eevee didn't seem to mind the light petting. In fact she seemed to like it as she enjoyed her treat. She stopped her licking for just a moment and looked up at the person petting her. "Vee vee vi!"

Jaune chuckled at its happy cries.

"Grooow!"

A very familiar voice on his other side made Jaune turn his head to see a begging Hera standing next to him. "Oh sorry Hera, you probably want some pets too." Jaune reached his free hand over and gently began petting Hera's white floof on top of her head. That immediately put a smile on the Growlithe's face and she happily nuzzled Jaune's hand back.

Aerial shook her head in slight disbelief. "Same old Jaune. Always a whizz with Pokémon."

Now that the excitement had fully died down, the group went back to lounging about like they were, now with an extra member as Aerial sat down and joined them at Jaune's invitation.

They all talked and got to know each other more. Aerial explained how she was indeed from Atlas, but had come with a few friends on a trip to Vale and Beacon to explore what kinds of Pokémon were here. Aerial told them about her friends, her school, and of course also her Pokémon. They were all surprised by how many she already had. A Braviary, a Ludicolo, and a Munchlax. Plus her two Eevee's as her companions, that made five Pokémon in total! There were teachers at Beacon that didn't have that many!

After about another two to three hours of talking, laughing, bonding, and snacking (Jaune offered some of his food to Aerial which she gratefully accepted), the sun was beginning to set and Aerial said she had to go. She stood up; brushed some crumbs off of her pants; said her goodbyes to everyone, giving Jaune her scroll number and promising that they'd talk again soon; and called for Mocha and Eevee to come along. Only that's not what they did.

Mocha stood up with her no problem and was ready to go, but Eevee didn't. She just kept laying down next to Jaune where she'd been for the past hour getting pets and even , licking a second caramel candy that Jaune had given her. She didn't move at all at Aerial's call.

"Eevee? Come on, it's time for us to go."

Again, Eevee didn't move.

"Eevee." This time Aerial's voice was a little more stern. "We need to go. Now come on." Aerial walked over to the Eevee and bent over to pick her up. Before she even touched her, Eevee had snatched up her treat and jumped into Jaune's lap, getting a surprised "Ooph!" from him. She set her treat down and turned to look at Aerial. Then for the first time all day, it let out a cry. "Eev! Ve ve Eevee!"

Aerial pulled back. She was surprised to hear Eevee talk back directly to her. Sure she didn't listen sometimes, but never out right talked back at her. "Eevee! What's gotten into you?"

Eevee didn't respond this time, just curled up in Jaune's lap and hunkered down.

Everyone watched this unfold, but only Ren spoke up. "I think Eevee is trying to say that she'd like to stay with Jaune."

Aerial looked over at the stoic boy, wide eyed. "W-wha? Wait really?" Aerial looked back at the tiny curled up Pokémon in Jaune's lap, happily laying down with her eyes closed, her treat finished in a hurried bite. "B-but... Eevee really? Y-you wanna stay with Jaune?"

Eevee looked up to Aerial, smiled easily, and nodded. "Ve ve!" It definitely seemed to be happy.

Aerial kept looking down at Eevee, and Eevee kept looking up at her. After a few seconds, Aerial's expression shifted from being slightly sad, to understanding. "Okay. Well then, let's see what Jaune thinks." Aerial looked down to cousin, his confused face making her almost giggle. "Jaune, it looks like Eevee has taken a liking to you. Would you like to keep her around with you? I know you'd take amazing care of her, so I'd be comfortable with you taking her with you if you want."

Jaune's mind nearly exploded from hearing that! His cousin was asking him if he'd like to have another Pokémon!? For real?! Jaune felt his lips twitch upwards before he even said anything. He looked down at the Eevee in his lap. She seemed very happy there, and she'd wanted to stay with him first. Jaune looked back up to Aerial and nodded once. "I'd love to. And I promise that I'll give her the best care that I possibly can!"

Aerial knew he'd say that. He loved Pokémon, so being offered one by a family member was probably like a dream for him. "Well alright then. I have to say... I-I'm sad to see you go, Eevee." Eevee looked up at Aerial when she said her name. "But... if this is what you want, then I can accept it. I know Jaune will take great care of you, and I can call to see you anytime I want. So... you take care of yourself and Jaune alright? Your sister and I will see you again, sometime real soon, I promise."

Eevee smiled and leaped out of Jaune's lap, landing close to Aerial's feet. The little Pokémon nuzzled her head against Aerial's leg and let out faint coos. Aerial quickly dropped down and scooped Eevee into a tight hug. She held it for at least 10 seconds before she let her go, setting her softly back down on the grass. When she did, Mocha bounced over to her sister and they started talking by themselves, most likely saying their own goodbyes while Aerial stood back up. "Okay, I guess this is goodbye for now Eevee. Jaune, I'll definitely be expecting some video calls from you now. Oh, and maybe you'll be able to think of a good name for her too."

Jaune, now no longer having a Pokemon in his lap, stood up. He was careful not to bump the container with the egg in front of him as he did so. He stood up straight, showing off just how much taller he was than his cousin. "You got it Aerial. I hope we meet again sometime soon as well. This was fun." He took a step forward and embraced her in a hug, which she returned.

When they separated, Aerial stepped back. "Okay, well... we really have to head out now. My friends are all probably waiting for me back in Vale and I need to catch a Bullhead before they stop for the night. It was nice meeting you all! I hope to meet you all again someday!" Aerial started to leave, and Mocha, having finished her goodbye to her sister with a loving nuzzle, followed her.

Eevee watched as they left. Eevee suddenly bounced forward a few feet in their direction and let out a loud "Eeeeveeeee! Eeeeeveee!", saying goodbye for now to her family.

Aerial stopped and turned her head back to look at her after her cry. She smiled back at her and waved before continuing. As the pair got farther and farther away, Eevee returned back to the group, stopping in front of Jaune.

Jaune smiled and knelt down to be closer to her. "Eevee, I'm touched that you wanted to stay with me. I promise that we'll have some amazing adventures together! Oh, there's someone that I want you to officially meet now! This is Hera." As Jaune said her name, the red Growlithe walked up next to her Papa and stood next to him proudly. "She's my best friend and has been with me since I was a kid. I hope you two can be friends."

Hera padded forward and stopped right in front of Eevee. She looked down at the smaller Pokemon with a big smile. She leant forward and gave Eevee a big lick on her head, which Eevee started to laugh at. The two then began to talk to each other in their out cries, and Jaune could already tell they'd get along fine.

"Well... that was sure something huh?" Jaune looked behind him and saw Nora holding her Shinx in her arms, and all his other friends smiling at him.

"Haha yeah, I guess so. Aerial's always been super trusting of family, but this shocked even me."

Yang walked forward and lightly punched his arm in a friendly way. "So... got any names for your new friend Vomit Boy?"

Jaune, while he was rubbing his now sore arm, looked down at Eevee again. As he did, he noticed a wrapper from the caramel candies he'd given to the Eevee earlier. "Huh..." Jaune knelt down and picked up the wrapper, then looked at it in his hand. "Maybe I do. Hey Eevee?"

The Pokemon stopped speaking with Hera and looked over to the kneeling Jaune. She quickly skipped over to sit right in front of him. "I was thinking, since Aerial couldn't think of a name you liked, yet you liked these candies so much, how about I just call you Caramel?"

Eevee looked up to him curiously with her big doughy eyes. Slowly those eyes began to shine with joy and she jumped up at him. Thankfully Jaune was used to this sort of thing thanks to Hera, so he caught her easily since she was a lot lighter.

"Whoa haha! Okay then, I guess that's a winner huh? Well, welcome to the team Caramel!"

AND! FINALLY! DONE!

Aerial Yeager is an OC created by my good friend @jace-the-writer-guy, who is also Jaune's cousin on her mom's side. I owe him a big thanks for helping me write this because I constantly was asking for specific info on his OC and him giving me ideas for stuff.

I'd been planning this out bit by bit for so long, so I sincerely hope that you all enjoyed this origins ask for Caramel, Jaune's Eevee!

#rwby #hera #hera the growlithe #caramel #caramel the eevee #mocha #mocha the eevee #jaune arc #aerial yaeger #jace the smut guys ocs #pokemon in remnant au #ask #sfw #fluff #jace the smut guy

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The Roommate

written for @sparrowhawk-station‘s shapeshifter Blake prompt! Hope you enjoy. <3

Also posted as “The Roommate” on ao3.

“Yeah, I just found her,” Yang said into her Scroll.

“Where?” Weiss asked, distaste clear in her voice. “Off the street?”

“She was on my front porch!”

“That cannot be sanitary.”

“We gave her a bath at the vet’s,” Yang huffed. The female cat she had dumbed Bumblebee for her dark black fur and bright gold eyes was currently napping on the arm of her couch. Yang ran her fingers through her hair. “And she got all her shots, and she’s not chipped, and if I didn’t take her in, she was getting sent to the kill shelter. The kill shelter, Weiss!”

Weiss sighed through the phone. “You’ve never even had a cat before!”

“There’s a first time for everything!” she chirped. “I already got her food and a collar and a leash-”

“Yang. She’s a cat. You cannot walk a cat.”

“Watch me.”

Another sigh. “You’re exhausting.”

“You’re not wrong,” she laughed.

A tight sigh. “You know, when I said you needed a roommate, I didn’t mean the fluffy and furry kind. I meant the people kind.”

“I don’t need a roommate,” she said automatically. “It’s my house, Weiss, and it’s my life. I’m fine.”

“You’re lonely.”

“I’m fine,” she repeated. “And I’m not lonely! I’m talking to you!”

“Yes, but you only talk to me, Ruby, and Penny-”

“And Jaune, and Pyrrha, and Ren, and Nora-”

“You need to get out more,” Weiss interrupted. “We need to get you back on the dating scene.”

It was Yang’s turn to sigh, and she curled a lock of her hair around her finger. “No, we do not,” she said as calmly as she could manage. “I’m happy, and I’m fine. Just because you’re happy in a relationship doesn’t mean I would be happy in a relationship.” Her heart ached, but she ignored it. She didn’t have time for a relationship, and that was that. “Also, aren’t you supposed to be working?”

“I’m the CEO, I do what I want,” Weiss sniffed. Yang rolled her eyes, reclining deeper into her couch. “But I do have a meeting in five minutes, so we’re going to have to make this quick.” Weiss’s voice softened. “I’m happy for you, Yang.”

Yang blew out a breath. “Thanks, Weiss.” She scratched Bumblebee’s furry head, who purred in her sleep. It made Yang’s heart clench in the most pleasant way. “And if I ever want to get back out there, you’re the first person I’d call, you know that.”

“I’m happily taken, thank you very much,” Weiss snarked.

“Don’t remind me,” Yang said, closing her eyes. “I have no idea how those two sweethearts put up with you.”

“Because I’m a wonderful and very generous lover-”

“Gross, Weiss. That’s my sister.”

She could hear Weiss cackling. “Look, I have to go. But I’ll be by later for dinner with Ruby and Penny. We still good for six thirty?”

“Oh fuck, that’s tonight?”

“See you tonight, Yang.” Weiss hung up before Yang could curse again. She dropped her Scroll on the couch beside her and tilted her head back into the couch. She eyed up Bumblebee, who was now awake and staring at her. “We got a lot of work to do, Bee,” she said.

Bumblebee meowed, and Yang sighed. She held out her arm, and Bumblebee gracefully walked up her arm to place herself around Yang’s neck. Yang stood up, her cat-scarf clinging to her as she moved. “Wanna help me make dinner?” she asked. Bumblebee meowed again, and Yang could feel the vibrations moving out from the feline and into Yang’s skin.

They walked into the kitchen, and Bumblebee promptly leaped off of Yang to sit on the chair she had claimed earlier. Miraculously, Yang hadn’t had to tell her to stay off the counters or the table. Whoever had Bumblebee before her had trained her well.

Guilt twisted in her stomach as she studied her new cat. Bumblebee was still malnourished and bruised from her last owner’s treatment. Yang patted her cat’s head and gave her a smile as a silent apology. Bumblebee purred, her head bopping against Yang’s hand. She was soft, impossibly so. Despite everything the cat had gone through, her fur hadn’t been matted, and Bumblebee was delightfully fuzzy.

Yang nervously checked the clock and debated what to do for dinner. Worst came to worst, she could order pizza for the four of them. No one would complain about pizza, especially about the local pizzeria she ordered from at least once a month. She checked her fridge and decided pizza was the way to go, even if Weiss would smirk about it.

“Pizza it is, BeeBee,” she said. Bumblebee meowed, daintily licking her paw. She held herself impossibly regally, even though she was still injured.

Yang had been surprised at how quickly the feline had warmed to her. When Yang had first found her three days ago, she had been hissing and yowling. Getting her to the vet had been a journey and a half and gotten her nothing but claw marks that still burned. But she had looked into those golden eyes and known she couldn’t let the beautiful feline go to the kill shelter. After that, it was almost like Bumblebee had known that Yang had saved her. She wasn’t affectionate per se, but she wasn’t fighting her anymore and even let Yang pick her up.

In the past three days, Yang had taken to the cat like a moth to flame. Bumblebee was a sweetheart when she wasn’t fighting Yang, and she loved it best when Bumblebee came to her and demanded pets, even if she asked for said pets at inopportune times. Yang didn’t mind. She needed a friend, even if she had told Weiss she didn’t.

Weiss, Ruby, and Penny arrived just after pizza had been delivered. “Kitty!” Penny cried out as greeting, immediately handing the wine she was holding off to Ruby before flapping her hands. “Where’s the kitty?”

Yang grinned. “Come here, Bumblebee,” she said, crouching down to beckon the cat from underneath the table. Bumblebee shrank away. Yang cocked her head. “Are you shy?” she asked. “It’s okay, they’re just friends.” Her voice was soft, and Bumblebee nervously stepped forward. “Penny, come here, and hold your hand out.”

The redhead obliged, bending down beside Yang and tentatively holding her hand out with wide eyes. Bumblebee looked to Yang, who nodded, before gently pressing her head to Penny’s hand. Penny squealed, and Bumblebee shrunk back. “No, I’m sorry!” Penny exclaimed softly. “I just got excited!”

“She’s a little shy,” Yang said. “She was hurt real bad before I got her. I think she’s a little nervous around people.” She started petting Bumblebee once more and smiled at her responding purr. “But she’s a sweetheart. Just be careful.”

Penny held out her hand once more, and Bumblebee bopped her hand. “She’s so soft,” Penny marveled. “I wish we could get a cat, but I don’t think Weiss could take all the fur getting everywhere.”

Ruby giggled behind them, and Yang bit back a snort. “We’re barely home, Penny,” Weiss said, clearly exhausted from already having this conversation. “We don’t have the time to take care of a cat.”

“You could get a fish?” Yang suggested.

Ruby clapped, and Weiss groaned. “A fish would be delightful!” Penny declared, standing up and brushing her hands off on her skirt. “We should get a fish.”

Weiss shot daggers at Yang, but Ruby just asked, “Where’s the food?”

“Let’s wash our hands and head into the kitchen,” she said, dragging Penny away from Bumblebee.

“I thought you said she was clean,” Weiss asked warily.

“You should always wash your hands before dinner,” Yang said, rubbing her hands together underneath the faucet. Weiss wrinkled her nose, and Yang stuck her tongue out at her. “Lighten up, Weiss. Bumblebee’s a good cat.”

“You’ve had her for three days,” Weiss said curtly.

“Best three days of my life!” she shot back as she sat down and helped herself to a slice of pizza. She moaned around the cheesy bread, suddenly aware of how hungry she was. She swallowed and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “How was everyone’s day?” she asked, taking a sip of her water.

“It was a pretty slow day today,” Penny said. “No calls for me, thankfully!” Penny may be small, but she was the strongest firefighter in all of Vale. There had been a competition, and Penny had blown her competitors out of the water.

“That’s good that it was a quiet day. My meetings went well,” Weiss said. “They were a complete headache, but they went well at least. We’re moving ahead on some new technology, which should be a real asset. What about you, Ruby?”

“I’m heading to the restaurant later, but I spent most of the day working on new recipes,” her sister said. “I can’t quite get the spices right, but I’m getting close.” Ruby’s eyes flicked to her. “What about you, Yang? What did you do today?”

“Hung with BeeBee,” she said casually. “Nothing much.”

Penny, Weiss, and Ruby managed to exchange a look, which Yang still marveled at their ability to do so, even when it grated on her. “Did you go to physical therapy today?” Penny asked gently, but that wasn’t enough to soften the blow of her words.

“Nope,” she said too casually. “I didn’t have an appointment today. I usually go on Tuesdays and Thursdays.”

“So did you go yesterday?” Weiss asked, raising an arched brow.

“Yes,” she gritted.

“Good!” Ruby said, clapping. “That’s really good, Yang. How are you doing?”

She felt all of their gazes pointedly ignoring the elephant in the room and refusing to look at her right arm. She clenched her fist as she folded her pizza in half and brought it to her mouth to buy herself time. The metal of her hand creaked quietly, and she brought her arm back down to her lap to avoid dealing with their acute avoidance.

“I’m doing good,” she said. “Making progress.” She hesitated, but added, “They think I’ll be good to go back to work in the fall.”

“And do you want to go back to work?” Weiss asked.

“I need to do something productive with my life,” she said tightly. She gestured around. “I’m going nuts doing nothing.” She had spent far too many days lounging on the couch and moping about. At least she was moving again, leaving the house again.

“What’re you gonna do about Bumblebee when you go back to work?” Penny asked.

Yang shrugged. “She’s pretty self-sufficient. She just needs me to feed her.” Bumblebee was inclined to roam the house, but she did usually stay in the same room as Yang. “I think she would be all too happy to get me out of the house and have it all to herself for a couple hours.”

“This is why you should have gotten a dog!” Ruby said. “No offense to Bumblebee, but dogs are way more loyal! They wait for you to come home! They’re total sweethearts!”

“Yeah, but Bumblebee is cuter than any dog,” she pointed out.

Ruby gasped, holding a hand to her forehead and sagging against Penny, who merely giggled at her girlfriend. “Don’t let Zwei hear you say that!” her sister warned. “He’ll never forgive you.”

Yang rolled her eyes, but she was glad the conversation had drifted from her to a safer topic. Bumblebee curled around her ankles, purring. Yang smiled and leaned down to scratch the top of her head. “Zwei loves me, and so does Bumblebee,” she said. “All animals love me.”

Weiss snorted. “I haven’t forgotten about that bird that pooped on you,” she said.

“That was six years ago!” she said. Bumblebee pulled closer to her ankle, and Yang lowered her voice. “And that was one bird, ages ago.” Bumblebee purred again, nuzzling her ankle once more. Her cat still wasn’t used to loud noises, she had noticed, and it was hard to remember to keep her usually loud voice quieter, but she was trying.

“It shat in your hair. I’m never letting you live that down,” Weiss smirked.

Yang groaned. “Six. Years. Ago. And don’t remind me,” she said, pulling her hair over her shoulder in a comforting motion. “My hair didn’t deserve that.”

The table broke out in laughter, and a smile tugged at her lips. Life was good. Life was really good.

~~~

She woke up to tiny cries. Yang sat up, instantly moving for Bumblebee who was yowling at the edge of her bed. Yang scooped her up in her arms and began shushing her, gently stroking her fuzzy head. “It’s okay,” she breathed. “It’s all okay.”

Bumblebee was shaking in her hands and still yowling at the top of her tiny lungs. She was trying to scratch Yang, but it was more out of panic than out of malice. “It’s okay,” she said. “I got you now. No one’s gonna hurt you now. I promise.” She kept stroking her head until her cries died down and Bumblebee’s tiny body wasn’t shaking half so badly. Yang gently laid Bumblebee in her lap and watched as she curled up.

Her throat was thick, and she whispered, “It’s okay. I get nightmares too,” she whispered. Bumblebee meowed, as if she was trying to respond. Yang chuckled. “They’re the worst, aren’t that?”

Bright wide gold eyes looked up at her, catching the moonlight. A small nod of that fuzzy head. Yang gave her cat a half-smile. “I’m sorry someone hurt you,” she said. Bumblebee nuzzled her hand, but Yang continued. “Someone hurt me, too.” Her throat thickened, and she was acutely aware of the absent weight of her metal arm.

Bumblebee stood on her hind legs to look Yang in the eyes. “But we’re together now, and we’re not gonna let anyone hurt us ever again. Aren’t we?” Bumblebee nodded, as if she could understand. Yang smiled. “I’ll protect you, BeeBee.” She held her cat tight to her chest and closed her eyes. “I’ll protect you. You don’t need to be afraid anymore.” Bumblebee purred, and she gave Yang’s cheek a quick lick. Yang laughed, wiping her cheek.

“We should get some sleep,” she said. “The nightmares can’t last forever.” She hoped.

But Bumblebee purred and nuzzled her cheek. Yang let herself fall back against the mattress, still holding the dark cat. “I’m a cuddler,” she warned. Bumblebee simply purred again, settling down on the space of mattress in front of Yang’s chest. “You can wake me up, though. If you have nightmares.” She yawned. “I might wake you up with mine.”

Bumblebee cocked her head. Yang just smiled tightly. “But don’t worry, BeeBee. I’ll take care of you.” Gold eyes blinked at her, and that was the last thing Yang saw before she closed her eyes. “I promise. I’ll take care of you.” She would protect Bumblebee. She could do that much. Even if she had lost her arm. Even if she had lost herself for a while.

She could do that much.

~~~

Yang let out a grunt of frustration as she held the plank, sucking in her breath. Thirty more seconds, according to her timer. She could do another thirty seconds. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to take a deep breath of air as she felt her shaking worsen. Twenty seconds. Fifteen. Ten.

She collapsed to the ground with a groan. “Fuck!” she spat, flopping onto her side. Yang grabbed her Scroll and ended the timer with a sigh before placing it back on the floor beside her. She would try again in a few minutes, but, for now, her core ached, and she needed a breather. She needed a break.

No, what she needed was her fucking body back. What she needed was her strength back. What she needed was herself back.

A fuzzy tail brushed her ankle, and Yang let out a sharp breath as Bumblebee came up to snuggle. “You still like me, at least,” she muttered. Bumblebee meowed, and a smile tugged at the corners of Yang’s mouth. She sat up and started scratching behind her ears, just where she knew BeeBee liked it best.

Bumblebee gave her wide eyes, as if asking Why wouldn’t I like you? You feed me and blinked at her slowly. Yang sighed, running a hand through her own hair. “I’m not as strong as I used to be,” she explained. Her chin wobbled. “I’m weak. And I need to get strong again.”

BeeBee meowed, her cute face scrunching up to bare her teeth. Yang rolled her eyes. “Yeah, Weiss says the same thing,” she said. “But I want to feel comfortable in my skin again. If that’s possible.” She sighed, shoulders slumping. Bumblebee pawed her arm and climbed up onto her shoulders. Yang smiled as the feline nuzzled her neck. “Thanks, BeeBee.”

She bent forward and stretched out her legs and back, Bumblebee still curled around her neck like a scarf as she moved. Her lower back crackled and popped, but it felt better as she straightened up. Her Scroll buzzed, and she carefully grabbed it as to not disturb Bumblebee too much as she answered the call. “Hey, what’s up?”

“We got a fish!” Ruby announced.

Yang smiled, letting out a breath. “Only took four months of arguing,” she teased.

“Shut it, Xiao Long!” Weiss called in the background.

“His name is Barry the Beta Fish, and I love him very much,” Penny added.

“I can’t wait to meet him,” she said as BeeBee purred around her neck.

“Do you want to come over later for dinner?” Ruby asked.

Yang pretended to think for a moment. “Are you cooking?”

“I will!” Ruby said.

“Then I’ll be there. What time works?”

“How about five?”

“Sounds good to me. I’ll see you then!” Yang hung up and nuzzled Bumblebee as she pulled up her timer once more. “Alright, BeeBee, let me get back to work,” she said, taking Bumblebee from around her neck and placing her on the floor. Bumblebee hissed, but she strode off, tail waving in the air before settling down in front of Yang’s yoga mat. Yang resumed her position and started the timer once more.

She forced a grin at BeeBee, who meowed in response. Almost as if she was cheering her on. It made Yang’s grin grow. She adjusted her position and held her core tight, taking deep breaths. She could do this. She could definitely do this.

~~~

Yang unlocked her door, humming as she did. She turned and closed it behind her as she took her shoes off and set them by the door. She had left Ruby’s, Weiss’s, and Penny’s early because she had forgotten that she had to get up early for physical therapy. Normally, she stayed until late, but the sun was still out, although it was setting.

She dropped her keys in the dish and strode into the kitchen. Yang froze. “Who the fuck are you?” she asked, voice shaking. The dark hair woman digging in her fridge stilled at Yang’s voice. “How did you get in here?”

The woman turned around, gold eyes wide. “You’re not supposed to be home for at least another hour,” she said. Her voice was a throaty rasp, as if she hadn’t spoken in ages.

“What the fuck are you doing in my house?” she demanded, ignoring how the woman knew her well enough to know her schedule. “How did you get in here?”

The woman audibly swallowed. She was shaking, Yang realized. “I’m sorry,” she said.

Yang’s heart softened at her broken tone, but that didn’t stop the fear sparking through her. She looked her up and down and checking for any weapons. She was unarmed and, oddly, pantless. Yang’s stomach clenched. The woman was wearing her shirt. “What the fuck?” she heard herself say.

The woman’s throat bobbed. There was a flash of light, and the woman was gone. In her place sat Bumblebee, who was shaking. Yang blinked, eyes burning from the light, but before she could get accustomed to it, the woman was back with another flash of light. “I’m so sorry, Yang,” the woman croaked.

“What the actual fuck?”

The woman was shaking harder. “I didn’t want you to find out like this,” she said. Yang’s mouth was dry. “I thought you wouldn’t be home for a while longer, and I was just so sick of having to drink out of a bowl, and I just wanted a cup of tea. I’m sorry.”

Yang blinked. “Are you my cat?”

The woman, or Bumblebee, tentatively nodded.

“What the fuck?” Bumblebee flinched, and Yang became distinctly aware of how loud she was speaking. “I’m sorry, but what the fuck is going on?” she asked, lowering her voice slightly. She was still angry, still confused, but she couldn’t unsee the woman’s winces in contrast with the way Bumblebee had shook whenever it got too loud.

“Maybe we should sit down,” Bumblebee said.

Yang silently took a seat at her kitchen table, never taking her eyes off of Bumblebee. Bumblebee took a seat across from her. “What the fuck is going on?” she asked again. Her own voice was shaking, and she wasn’t quite sure why. “What is happening?”

The woman took a deep breath. “My name is Blake,” she said. “I’m a shapeshifter.”

Yang’s mouth dried up. “Alright.” She nodded. “Shapeshifters are real. Alright. That’s fine. And apparently my cat is one. This is totally fine.” Panic edged her voice, but she nodded at the woman, Blake, to continue.

“I never meant to- I didn’t want to hurt you.”

“Why the fuck were you pretending to be a cat?” she demanded. “My cat?”

Blake took a deep breath. “You saw how badly I was hurt,” she said. Yang stilled as Blake continued. “My ex-boyfriend beat me. I had to get away from him, and I did the only thing I could. So I shifted and ran away, and I ended up here. I didn’t have a plan, I just needed to get away from him. But I was in so much pain, and I wound up on your porch barely able to move. And you took me in.” Blake’s throat bobbed.

“You took me in, and you protected me, and you took care of me.” Blake’s golden eyes flickered, so similar to Bumblebee’s and yet so different. “I had planned on leaving once I was better, but you seemed to need a friend.” Yang’s cheeks heated, although she wasn’t sure if it was from embarrassment or anger. “And I wanted to repay you as best I could.”

“So you pretended to be my pet?” Her stomach tightened. “Did you understand me when I was speaking to you?”

Blake nodded, biting her lip. “I did,” she said quietly.

“And what? Did you- Do you pity me?” she asked.

“I wanted to repay you!” Blake rubbed her brow. “You helped me, and I wanted to help you, and being Bumblebee seemed to help you.”

“What was your long term plan here?” she demanded. “Just pretend to be a cat until you died?”

“Obviously, I didn’t have a long term plan!” Blake said. “I just- You helped me And I wanted to help you.”

“I didn’t ask for your help,” she snarled.

Blake winced. “I know. And I never wanted to hurt you, Yang, I just- I didn’t know what to do.” Her voice was pleading. “I was scared.”

Yang faltered. She took a deep breath and leaned back against her chair with a sigh. “What do you want to do now?” she asked wearily. “Because you don’t owe me anything, Blake.”

“But I do,” she said softly. “You saved my life, Yang. In ways more than one.” Blake’s throat bobbed. “And I’ll leave if you want me to.”

Yang looked up at her. “You don’t have anywhere to go.” It wasn’t a question, but Blake nodded. Yang sighed. “You can stay here,” she said. “

Blake froze. “What?”

She shrugged. “You don’t have anywhere to go,” she repeated. “And I have a guest room. You can stay here and get back on your feet.” Her throat thickened. “You can be whatever you want. Bumblebee, or you, or whatever, you can be a human or cat. But you can stay here.”

“I can leave,” Blake said, but she was biting her lip.

“I’m not letting you go back on the street again,” she said. “And you’ve already been living here for six months.” She flexed her fingers. “I can help you get back on your feet, and then you can do whatever you want.”

Blake nodded, but she looked ashamed. “I’m sorry, Yang.”

Yang just shrugged. “I’m going to bed,” she said flatly. “I have physical therapy early tomorrow.” She hesitated. “Do me a favor?”

“Anything,” Blake said instantly.

“Don’t leave the house. I don’t have a spare key to give you, and the locks are automatic. If you get locked out, you’re locked out until I get back.” She rubbed her temples. “And I have some pjs for you.”

“Sorry about the shirt,” Blake said. “I just didn’t want to walk around naked.”

“I get that,” she said awkwardly. She stood up. “I’ll put your stuff in the guest room.”

“Thank you, Yang.”

Yang just pursed her lips and nodded, all too aware of the awkwardness. “Yup. No problem,” she said. She awkwardly walked out of the kitchen and closed the door to her room.

What the fuck was she going to do?

~~~

She woke up to the smell of bacon. Her stomach grumbled, and she practically ran out of bed into the kitchen to see Blake cooking. Somewhere, she had found an apron, and she was standing over a spitting pan and flipping pancakes. “Oh, you’re awake,” Blake said, turning to face her. “I wanted to surprise you.”

Yang blinked at her. “You’re making me breakfast?” she asked slowly. “You didn’t have to do that.” Even if her stomach was grumbling and she was ravenous and it was nice to wake up to someone cooking her breakfast. It was weird, it was so damn weird.

Blake just shrugged. “It was the least I could do,” she said. Blake bit her lip. “You’ve made me breakfast for the past few months. I wanted to repay the favor.”

“You really didn’t have to,” she said.

“I wanted to.” Blake gave her a tentative smile, and Yang’s stomach flipped. Brothers, she was beautiful. She gave a tiny shake of her head, as if to chase the thoughts away. Blake had been her cat for six months. She should not be thinking about how stunning she was, even if she was in human form. But Yang couldn’t deny Blake’s beauty.

She swallowed hard and poured herself a cup of coffee from the pot Blake had made. “Thank you,” she said quietly, awkwardly. “I appreciate it.”

Blake just nodded and gave her a small smile.

~~~

“So how did you meet Yang?” Weiss asked, eyes cutting between them.

Yang’s eyes flicked to Blake, who nodded. They had gone over this. “We met in physical therapy,” Blake said easily.

“Funny, Yang never mentioned you.” Weiss’s icy eyes narrowed to slits. “And you just moved in because?”

“Yang is doing me a solid,” Blake said. “I- My ex kicked me out of our apartment.” Another lie, one they hadn’t discussed. “I needed a place to stay, and Yang was kind enough to offer up her guest room. She’s a really great person, and she’s really helping me out.”

“Yang is a really great person!” Penny agreed brightly.

Yang took a deep drink of her wine. This had been a horrible idea, but she had no way of hiding that she suddenly had a roommate, and she wasn’t going to force Blake to stay in cat form when Weiss, Ruby, and Penny came over. A dinner with the five of them had been a horrible idea, but they were getting through it. Even if Weiss was suspicious as all hell and grilling Blake within an inch of her life.

“This salmon is really good,” she said, shoveling another bite into her mouth.

Ruby beamed. “Thank you!”

“And how long do you think you’ll be staying here?” Weiss asked.

Yang shot her a pointed look, but Blake just straightened her shoulders and said, “I’m working on getting an apartment already.”

Weiss nodded and took a drink of water.

“Alright, enough of the interrogation,” Yang said, only half-joking. “How was your guys’ day? What did you all do today?”

“We rescued a cat from a tree today!” Penny said with a smile. “She was so cute, and she was so scared! I felt so bad. But we managed to get her down and back to her family.” Penny’s braid flipped over her shoulder as she turned towards Yang with a tilted head. “Any word on BeeBee?”

Yang shook her head. “No word.” She had told them that BeeBee had run out the door and disappeared. They had put signs up over town with pictures of Bumblebee. It was Blake’s secret to tell, and either way, she wasn’t sure how her sister and her girlfriends would take the news that shapeshifters existed and that magic was real. It was the safer option, for both of their sakes, to not tell them. Still, it felt wrong to lie to them, and Yang took another sip of her wine.

Penny’s face faltered. “I’m sorry, Yang,” she said gently. “I know you really loved her.”

“I do,” she said. She felt Blake’s gaze on her. “But I have no doubt that, wherever she ends up, she’ll be okay. BeeBee is a fighter.” Blake smiled tightly at her, and Yang nodded back. “She’ll be okay.”

Weiss cleared her throat. “On a lighter note,” she said, “I’m glad you two are living together.”

“Really?” Yang, Ruby, Blake, and Penny all said in unison.

“I am!” Weiss’s eyes narrowed before softening. “You’re taking care of her?” she asked Blake.

“I don’t need to be taken care of!” she snapped.

“Yes,” Blake said with a wry smile. “I’m doing my best.”

Yang glared at Blake and Weiss, but there was no venom in it. In truth, Blake had been taking care of her. She made them breakfast and dinner every day, even though Yang had told her countless times over the past few weeks that she didn’t have to. In truth, it was nice.

“Good,” Weiss said, apparently satisfied.

Yang looked over at Blake and gave her a tight smile, and Blake smiled back.

~~~

“Hey, hey!”

Yang’s eyes snapped open, and she was all too aware of the hands on her shoulders. She jerked out of her grasp and sat up, pulling the covers to her chest. “What’s wrong?” she asked, taking deep breaths.

Blake’s gold eyes glinted in the moonlight. “You were screaming, Yang.”

“Oh.” Her throat thickened. She brushed her off. “I’m fine.”

“Bullshit, you’re fine.” Blake sighed. “If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine, but don’t lie to me, Yang.”

“I just had a nightmare,” she mumbled. “It’s fine. I’m fine.”

Blake ran a hand through her hair, and then there was a flash of light that briefly blinded Yang. Bumblebee was staring up at her and headbutted Yang’s hand.

“What?”

But Blake pushed her down to the bed, and Yang groaned. “I am not cuddling you,” she said. Blake rubbed her head underneath Yang’s neck, almost as if to say Then I’ll cuddle you. Yang sighed, and she begrudgingly accepted Blake into her arms.

“This is so damn weird, you know that?” she said before closing her eyes. Blake just purred, settling on the mattress. She rolled her eyes, but before she knew it, she was asleep.

~~~

Yang woke up with Blake in her arms. It was how she had woken up every morning for the past two weeks, ever since she had had that nightmare and Blake had transformed back into a cat to cuddle. During the night, Blake often wound up transforming back into a human, and at this point they got ready for bed together, and Blake just slept in her bed in her human form. It was weird, it was so damn weird, but it worked.

“You know, you can stay here,” she said one morning over breakfast. She swallowed the bite of pancakes, ignoring Blake’s stillness. “If you want. You can stay here.”

“Yang, I can’t-”

“Yes, you can,” she said gently. “You help me, and you’re kind, and sweet, and maybe I want you here.” She gave Blake a weak smile. “I want you here, if you want to be here.”

Blake’s throat bobbed. “I’d like that,” she said quietly.

~~~

“Hey, Blake?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I take you out?” Yang swallowed hard. “You know, like on a date?” Her palm was sweating, and she wasn’t looking at Blake.

Blake laughed softly. “I thought you’d never ask.”

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greekletters · 4 years

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... I'm alive, promise!

Hey everyone! Sorry for the lack of updates/posts. I recently adopted a puppy and she takes up a large chunk of my free time. But I have finally finished another prompt!

I’ll Never Unsee That

“Oh! I have an idea, let’s play truth or dare.” Ruby suggests. And Blake feels the hair on the back of her neck bristle up.

“YES!” Nora is suddenly incredibly invested in truth or dare, and no longer in the bowl of popcorn in front of her.

“I’m game to play. But only if we do dares only, truth is always so boring.” Yang smirks and joins the group in a circle on the floor.

“I think it’s a childish game and don’t see the appeal.” Weiss sticks her nose up but sits down anyways.

“So that mean you’re in, ice queen?” Yang shoves Weiss’ shoulder, almost knocking her over.

“Of course I’m in, you brute.”

Blake silently takes a seat across from Weiss. Not really enthusiastic about playing, but everyone else had committed and she didn’t mind being able to look at Weiss for a while. Not that anyone would ever know that.

“I haven’t played this game in so long. This should be fun.” Pyrrha’s enthusiasm on the other hand, was palpable.

Clearly, she’d never played this game with Nora and Yang before.

“I’ll go first since it was my idea to play. And Blake, since your are sitting to my right, you get to ask the dare.”

“Lovely.” She takes a deep breath. “But I want to establish the ground rules. First, no naked dares. I can’t take another month worth of Goodwitch’s detentions.”

Yang and Nora audibly groan. But Blake continues on.

“Also, no dirty dares. If I have to explain to Ruby what a lap dance is one more time, I’m going to need therapy.”

“I still don’t really get it.” Ruby mumbles.

“Oh come on, Blake! If we can’t do any of the fun ones then what’s the point?” Yang crosses her arms in disappointment.

“I guess you will just have to use your brain and be creative then, huh?” Weiss jabs at Yang, which gains a snarl from the blonde.

“Now, now, let’s play fair. Blake, go ahead and start.” Pyrrha is still way too excited.

“Fine. Ruby,” Blake looks around for ideas. Eyes coming to rest on the items on the kitchen counter. “I dare you to eat a spoonful of mustard.”

“That’s it?” Clearly offended, Yang rolls her eyes.

Ruby hops up from her place next to Blake and moves to grab a spoon.

“Did I say spoon? I meant the soup ladle.”

“That’s more like it.” The smirk on Yang’s face is telling.

“What if it makes me sick?” Ruby can’t help but ask.

“If you throw up before you finish it all, you have to complete a second dare.” Blake clarifies as Ruby squeezes the yellow mustard out of the bottle and into the soup ladle.

“Okay. Ready?” Ruby asks the group even though it doesn’t really matter how ready they are. But they all nod in confirmation, Pyrrha giving a supportive thumbs up.

After the first bite, Ruby visibly gags but keeps her mouth closed.

“Get it together Ruby, it’s just mustard.” Weiss offers up her version of support.

“I’d like to see you eat it then.” She shoots Weiss a glare before taking her third bite off the ladle.

“Lick the spoon! Lick the spoon!” Nora chants after Ruby finishes the final bite, shaking off a chill at the same time.

“Yeah no thanks.” Ruby leaves the spoon in the kitchen and comes back and takes her vacant place in the circle.

“Alright, your turn Ruby.” Blake says, looking at her expectantly.

“Okay, um, Nora.”

“Yes!” Nora throws her fist in the air. Overzealous as ever.

“I dare you to eat a whole piece of paper.”

“Easy.” Nora scoffs as she gets up and grabs someone’s notebook off the desk and rips out a fresh piece of paper.

“Are you going to rip it up or just eat it whole?” Weiss looks absolutely horrified.

“Does it matter?” Yang says eagerly as Nora crumbles up the piece in a ball and puts it in her mouth.

“Fascinating.” Pyrrha says, unable to take her eyes off of Nora as she chomps on the paper repeatedly.

Taking a huge gulp, Nora swallows the mouthful of paper in one go.

“Like I said, easy. Who wants to go next?”

Yang starts beating her hands on the ground. Wanting to get picked, knowing Nora is her best chance to have something completely ridiculous to do.

“Alright, Yang. I challenge you..” she walks over to the kitchen and grabs a bag of grapes from the fruit bowl and comes back over to the circle “to put as many grapes as you can in your mouth.”

Yang catches the bag as Nora tosses it her way and sits back down next to Weiss.

“Piece of cake. Or should I say, piece of grapes.”

“That makes absolutely no sense.”

“You make no sense, ice queen.” Blake rolls her eyes as Weiss and Yang go back and forth while Yang starts shoving grapes in her mouth one after another.

After a minute or so, Yang has put nearly twenty grapes in her mouth. She looks like a chipmunk.

“Nineteen. Come on Yang, I bet you can do another few grapes.” Pyrrha claps her hands together excitedly as Yang keeps going.

“Roh kay. Ron morh.” The five others watch eagerly as Yang puts one final grape in her mouth.

As soon as the final grape is in her mouth, Yang raises her hands in victory and yells triumphantly. The force of her yell causes the grapes to shoot out of her mouth. One of which hits Blake in the side of her face.

“Oh sick.” She wipes what she assumes to be spit off the side of her cheek.

After she wipes her mouth and collects the rolling grapes off the floor, Yang pops one in her mouth and starts to eat them.

“Foul. Vile. Putrid.” Weiss still disturbed by Yang’s behavior. Yang seems unbothered by Weiss’ opinion.

“Alright.” Tossing another grape in the air and catching it in her mouth. “My turn. Blake, you’re up.”

“Can’t wait.” Her monotonous voice drips with sarcasm.

“Since you were easy on Ruby, I’m going to do you a favor.”

“So kind.” Blake rolls her eyes.

“Take your socks off.”

“That’s it?” Weiss’ voice is shrill from the surprised tone.

“With your teeth.” Yang smirks, knowing Blake can’t stand feet. “While you’re standing up, can’t make it too easy.”

Blake shrugs and stands up. How hard could it be? After a minute or so of struggling, hopping on one foot, Blake learns this may be harder than she thought.

“Quit hopping around and focus.”

“Weiss, I don’t need any tips. I know what I’m doing.”

“Is that so? Because it looks like you’re about to-“

Before Weiss can finish, Blake slips and tumbles to the ground, biting onto the end of her sock as she falls.

“HA!” She says proudly as she holds the sock between her teeth.

“One down, one to go.” Yang says.

“You can do it Blake! Don’t fall this time though, that looked like it hurt.”

“It did.” Blake groans as she stands back up. This time, easily pulling the second sock off her left foot. “Is it my turn again?”

“Yup.”

“Okay, um I guess I’ll pick Pyrrha.” Noticing that Pyrrha looks way too eager to play this game, Blake decides to take it upon herself to take that excitement down a notch.

“Oh excellent. I’ve been looking forward to this.”

“How are you excited when you don’t even know what I’m going to ask you to do? Wait, never mind. Doesn’t matter.”

“Cut to the chase, Blake!” Nora is bouncing up and down in her seat.

“Go lift up the cushions on the couch. And you have to put whatever you find in your mouth for ten seconds.”

“Savage.” Yang nods in approval.

“Ew.” Ruby grimaces.

Pyrrha walks over to the couch and begins to lift up the cushions one by one, noticeably more skeptical.

“Oh! That looks gross. Get that one!” Nora shouts as Pyrrha lifts up a cushion, uncovering what appears to be an old potato chip.

Hesitantly, Pyrrha leans over and grabs the chip in her hand and eyes it suspiciously and opens her mouth.

“Pyrrha, please don’t Yang and Jaune sit on that couch. Gods know where it came from.” Weiss all but begs her not to eat it, as Pyrrha closes her eyes and pops the chip in her mouth.

Blake’s eyes go wide, Weiss’ mouth falls open and Ruby covers her eyes. Yang stands up and claps, Nora cheers.

As soon as her ten seconds is up, Pyrrha runs over to the trash bin and empties her mouth, and subsequently her stomach into the container below.

“I’ll never unsee that.” Weiss looks away, disgusted.

After rinsing her mouth out in the sink, Pyrrha takes her seat next to Weiss once again.

“Trust me, you weren’t missing anything.” She looks around the circle to see who should go next. Only one person was left. “I guess I have to pick you then?” Looking over at Weiss.

“I suppose.”

“Make it something good Pyr, she’s the last one.” Yang leans over and bumps shoulders with Pyrrha.

“Alright then. Um, Weiss, I dare you to..” Weiss looks like she’s holding her breath and could pass out at any second “send your crush a text and say that you love them.”

“Cold blooded.” Blake murmurs, looking to the side, not envious at all.

“Well at least we know Jaune won’t be getting a text from Weiss.” Nora rolls onto her back in laughter.

“Hey, that’s not very nice. Jaune is a really nice guy.”

“We all know you got a thing for mop head boy, Pyr. But I highly doubt Weiss is about to send Jaune a message.” Yang looks across Pyrrha, over to Weiss. “Right?”

“If I refuse to complete the dare, what are my options?”

“You can’t refuse, it’s the rules.” Ruby says defiantly. “I had to eat an entire soup ladle of mustard, you can send a single text.”

Weiss looks to the floor and wrings her hands uneasily.

“It’s easy Weiss, you don’t even have to tell us who you send it to.” Blake tries to make her feel better. “I mean, it could be someone’s lucky day.”

“Exactly. You could make someone’s dream come true. Maybe they feel the same way. You never know.”

“Okay, okay. Hush. All of you. I’ll do it.” She pulls her scroll from her pocket and holds it in her hand.

After a moment of staring, Weiss begins to navigate to the correct app and quickly types out a message. Reading it over a few times before taking in a deep breath and hitting send.

“See? That wasn’t that bad, was it?” Yang teases.

And Weiss looks across the circle and catches Blake’s eye, but the expression on her face is hard for Blake to read. It’s somewhere in between scared and sick.

“Weiss, you alright?” Blake asks, but before Weiss can answer, Blake’s scroll makes a noise on the floor beside her. Letting her know she has a message.

She picks it up and unlocks the screen, eyebrows furrowed as she reads the message on the screen. After about the third or fourth time her expression softens and she looks back up at the girl across from her.

“Weiss?” Blake now shares the same look on her face as Weiss.

Yang looks back and forth between the two of them until she realizes what happened and her eyes go wide.

“No fucking way..”

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Here is a puppy pic, just because. Her name is Luna. : )

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pilot-boi · 4 years

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Coffee Cup Woes

Jaune's history tutor is really pretty. Like REALLY pretty. Like way out of his league pretty. And he liked her, a lot. Liked her liked her. Head over heels for her. Pyrrha's history student was a delight. His smile lit up her darkest days, and he was sweet and kinder than anyone she'd ever met. She liked him, a lot.

They were perfect for each other, but sadly, both of them were idiots, and were too scared to make the first move.

Sometimes people needed a little push. Luckily their friends were more than up for the job.

Sometimes complementary mini muffins are the only comfort in this cold dark world.

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“But what if she doesn’t like me?” Jaune lamented, stopping and sitting at their table instead of working like he should have been.

“Don’t worry, she likes you,” Ren reassured him, jotting down something from his text book.

“But how do you know that?”

“I read her diary,” Nora shrugged, popping one of the complementary mini muffins into her mouth.

“You what?!” Jaune squaked, and winced when his tone drew the curious stares of nearby patrons. “You what?” he repeated, in an outraged whisper. “Why?”

“Well, she left it on her dresser when she went to track practice,” Nora explained to Jaune’s dumbfounded expression. “And Ren wasn’t around to stop me.” She said this like that explained everything, but it mostly just left Jaune gaping like a fish out of water.

“I am about ninety percent of Nora’s impulse control,” Ren reminded him, and plucked a mini muffin out of her hands without looking up from his book. “And no more muffins unless you don’t want to get pancakes for dinner.”

“Yes, Ren,” Nora sighed on reflex.”

“Nora, you can’t just read your roommate’s diary!” Jaune spluttered, flapping his arms about in an excellent impression of a drowning goose.

“In my defense, I didn’t know it was her diary at first. I thought it was just a very formal handwritten book.”

“The words “Dear Diary” didn’t clue you in at all?” Jaune asked, making quotes in the air with his fingers.

“She didn’t write “Dear Diary,” Nora retorted, copying his quotes with exaggerated gestures, “she just wrote the date. Besides, I don’t think she’ll get mad about me reading it.”

“Of course she won’t!” Jaune seethed as loudly as he could without drawing stares again. “She’s like the nicest, sweetest, forgivingest person who ever existed! You could pour boiling hot soup in her lap and she’d probably apologize.”

He slumped down in his chair and put his face in his arms. “I’ve really got it bad, don’t I?” he mumbled.

“You sure do, Jauney!” Nora said happily, ruffling his hair fondly.

“Shut up, Nora,” he grumbled, beating away her hands and fixing his unruly hair as best he could.

“I don’t think “forgivingest” is a word,” Ren commented.

“You also shut up,” Jaune muttered, his voice muffled behind his arms. “You aren’t helping.”

“But anyway, the morality of diary read aside, she definitely likes you,” Nora concluded, eyeing the mini muffins and wondering if the threat of no pancakes was worth the risk.

“But does she really?” Jaune asked, rolling his head to the side so he could gaze up at her with a truly pathetic expression on his face. “Like, girls don’t like me, Nora,” he explained, straightening up.

“What about Ruby?”

“She’s different,” Jaune said, waving away Ren’s comment. “I’ve known Ruby since forever, she’s like my sister.”

“Yeah, ‘cause you really need more of those,” Nora muttered, rolling her eyes.

Jaune plowed on like he hadn’t even heard her, and with how tunnel-visioned he was, maybe he really hadn’t heard her.

“No like, like me like me, ya know?” Jaune clarified, but not really. “I barely even get to the friend stage with most people, let alone with girls. I don’t think a girl has ever has a crush on me in all eighteen years of my life.”

He was running out of momentum, which was good, because she’d known him to rant for hours if you let him get a full head of steam. “So I need you to be totally, absolutely sure,” he was saying when she checked back into the conversation, “because I really like her, and just...ya know...I hope she likes me,” he concluded rather lamely, stealing one of the mini muffins Nora had been eyeing and stuffing it in his mouth.

“Aren’t you supposed to be working?” Ren asked, glancing up at his friend.

“Shush, I’m on break or something,” Jaune mumbled around a mouthful of muffin. “Neptune’ll cover for me.”

“I don’t know how many times we have to tell you before you get it,” Nora grumbled. “She’s into you! Why don’t you see it?!” she fumed, miming strangling him.

“But does-?”

“Yes! Yes she does!” Nora interrupted him, throwing her hands up in the air. “I read what she said about you, and if I have to read one more sentence about your cute butt and floofy hair, I think I might vomit.”

“You didn’t have to read the original sentences, to be fair,” Ren pointed out, pulling a different, and somehow larger, reference book out of his bag.

“Shush you.”

“She thinks it’s floofy?” Jaune asked, touching the messy curls and blushing with delight. “That- that’s a good thing, right?” he asked, looking unsure.

“I give up,” Nora announced, “You’re hopeless, and I give up.” Then she stood and marched dramatically away, already texting furiously to somebody.

“You think she’s serious about that?” Jaune asked his friend out of the corner of his mouth as he watched the red head push her way through the throng of exhausted students.

“I’ve never known Nora to be serious about anything,” Ren assured him, checking his phone when it buzzed with texts, undoubtedly from Nora. “She’ll be back soon enough, once you stop acting like an idiot.”

“Hey!” That’s not fair,” Jaune pouted.

“It’s true though, you’re being an idiot about this,” Ren argued, glancing in the direction of the door when the bell indicated that someone new entered the already crowded coffee shop.

“Now come on, that’s not even remotely true,” Jaune scoffed, and deflated a little under Ren’s skeptical look. “Okay, it’s not entirely true, but-”

Ren fixed him with a piercing look from through his glasses. Jaune could only hold his intense gaze for a few moments before he was forced to look away. “Jaune,” Ren started, face and voice softening, “Why is it so hard for you to believe that she cares for you?”

Jaune looked like he was trying to collapse in on himself. “Because...she’s just so fantastic,” he mumbled, not meeting Ren’s gaze, “And I’m just sort of...not, ya know?”

“Have we ever lied to you before?” Ren asked, closing his books.

“I- what?” Jaune looked more taken aback by the sudden topic change than anything else.

“Answer the question, please.”

“I mean, no I don’t think you have,” Jaune answered, looking confused. “But why are you asking?”

“I’m asking, because if we haven’t lied to you before, then why would we start now?” Ren explained, glancing up at someone over Jaune’s shoulder and waving them over.

“So believe us when we say that she does like you,” Ren reassured him, standing and packing up his things. He patted Jaune on the shoulder, breaking him out of his shock.

“I’ve got to go and make sure Nora hasn’t decided to break anything in the five minutes I wasn’t there to stop her,” Ren said, beckoning the same person over again. “Besides, I believe there’s something you need to talk about.”

“Talk about with who?” Jaune asked, turning around and blushing right to the roots of his hair at the sight of the person Ren was talking with. “Oh hey, Pyrrha!” he said in a much higher pitched tone of voice.

“I assume you got Nora’s text?” Ren asked, a little too knowingly.

“I- yes,” she said, glancing at Jaune before focusing on Ren. “She said you needed to speak with me?”

“Actually, it’s Jaune who need to speak with you,” Ren clarified, glancing at his phone. “You can take my seat, I’m leaving anyway.” Hopefully Jaune could handle this by himself.

Jaune could not handle this by himself.

His face was bright red, and he knew it. Curse you Ren and Nora for obviously setting him up with this impromptu and definitely not-casual meeting. He had to tell her, he was going to tell her. But as soon as she sat down, Pyrrha flicked her long ponytail over her shoulder, and smiled shyly just at him. And he forgot how to speak in complete sentences.

“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” she asked, smiling softly. Her eyes were twinkling like emeralds, and she was actually sitting there and speaking to him. Pyrrha Nikos was sitting and talking to him over coffee.

Sure they’d spoken before in class, but this was different. They weren’t talking about history and the social implications of whatever, they were talking about potential emotions and stuff.

Or at least they would be if Jaune could stop staring at her.

Thunderstruck: so are they talking??!?

Dad: I did my part. They’re at least sitting at the table together.

Thunderstruck: mission “get these two idiots to make out” is a go!

Literal Child: Ice Queen, are you in position?

Mom: I don’t understand why I have to be the one to do this.

Goldilocks: because youre the only one of us who drinks that much coffee while you study

Mr. Kitty Cat Meow Face: She’s right you know

Goldilocks: thanks babe <3

Mom: And what is the point of code names if they are only getting typed in a group text?

Literal Child: LESS TEXTING MORE WATCHING!!

Literal Child: And it’s not a real mission without code names!!

Ocean Man: Remind me why Jaune gets to take off work but I don’t

Monkey King: because youre the only one we could get who could cover for lover boy during this whole schtick

Ocean Man: Thanks dude I always knew you’d have my back

Mr. Kitty Cat Meow Face: Shouldn't you be working and not texting us

Ocean Man: Shut

“Jaune?” Pyrrha prompted, now looking concerned by his silence.

He couldn’t say anything. It was like he’d swallowed a golf ball. Why couldn’t he say anything?!

Mom: Oh no.

Thunderstruck: what? WHAT??!

Mom: That blonde dolt is too love struck to speak.

Literal Child: you’re kidding

Literal Child: you’re kidding right??

Ocean Man: Nah, I can confirm that he’s just sitting there

Goldilocks: oh come on lover boy pull it together

Dad: We did think that this was a possibility. He does have a tendency to freeze up.

Mr. Kitty Cat Meow Face: Wait if we saw this coming then why did we leave this up to Jaune

Monkey King: it was basically the only option

Thunderstruck: believe me, she’s not much better than him

Mom: Wait hold on, shut up, I think they’re saying something.

“Are you feeling okay, Jaune?” Pyrrha asked, concern clearly rising in her face.

Come on, pull yourself together. You have to say something. Can’t just keep sitting here silence! Say something, anything! Anything but just sitting there staring at her like an idiot. And it was this thought that finally had Jaune creaking open his jaw and blurting out the first words that came to mind.

“Nora read your diary,” he all but yelled, still sitting as straight as a board, and bright red in the face.

Mom: Oh for fuck’s sake, you idiot.

Ocean Man: Mission failed, we’ll get ‘em next time

Literal Child: Ice Queen report!! what happened??

Mom: He just told her that Nora read her diary.

Thunderstruck: new mission operative: don’t let him die from embarrassment

Thunderstruck: i want to kill him first

#rwby #mine #my writing #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #lie ren #nora valkyrie #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #sun wukong #neptune vasilias #arkos #coffee shop rwby

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rwbyvein · 4 years

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Rose Gold: Patience: Part II/II

Jaune: *looked around the coffee house until he found them sitting down on the same side of a table*

Jaune: *walks over and takes a seat on the other side of the table*

Jaune: So, what did you need me for?

Pyrrha: We need to you listen carefully.

Jaune: Listening.

Pyrrha: I have been in love with you since the moment we met.

Jaune: *jaws falls slack*

Pyrrha: It seems Ruby has as well.

Jaune: *stares at them for a full minute*

Jaune: *finally closes his jaw*

Jaune: *breathes deep*

Pyrrha: We wish to give you our everything.

Ruby: *raises her right hand towards her hood, only to have Pyrrha gently embrace it*

Jaune: This is... several kinds of impossible. But, I really doubt either of you would do this as a prank...

Pyrrha: *brilliant smile*

Ruby: *nervous smile*

Jaune: When you say everything?

Pyrrha: Heart, soul, quim. Or other places you would prefer.

Jaune: *mouth falls slack*

Ruby: *shakes about nervously, but never let's go of Pyrrha's hand*

Jaune: In... to... understand?.. this... I'm going to need... you tell... why?..

Pyrrha: I think I speak for both of us when I say you are like a big puppy.

Jaune: Uh... huh?..

Pyrrha: You're love just pours out of you, and I want to lap it all up.

Ruby: Okay, yes, you ARE like a big, fluffy puppy. You just make me want to pet you.

Jaune: Uh... huh?.. Not that I'm opposed.

Ruby: Okay... well... remember on the first day of school, when I exploded...

Jaune: And I earned the name Vomit Boy... yes...

Ruby: *uses her free hand to try and raise her hood*

Pyrrha: *tugs Ruby's hand, shocking her out of the movement*

Pyrrha: *lightly nudges Ruby*

Ruby: Yes, well, you were the first one to talk to me.

Jaune: You were adorable... and in trouble.

Ruby: Yeah... I tend to do that... and you always come to help me...

Jaune: Why wouldn't I?..

Ruby: *hangs her head and sighs*

Pyrrha: He is adorable, isn't he?

Ruby: *nods*

Pyrrha: I mean, HOWEVER would a young maiden react to such chivalry?

Jaune: What?

Ruby: And what about you?

Pyrrha: Oh, me? Well, I fell in love. Like tumbling down into a wonderful embrace, an eternity of joy and happiness.

Jaune: Uh?..

Pyrrha: Every moment I am around you is a moment of happiness. Words cannot describe how I feel about you...

Jaune: You're sure?

Pyrrha: *nods*

Pyrrha: With everything I have.

Jaune: *looks at Ruby*

Jaune: And you?

Ruby: . . .

Pyrrha: *leans into Ruby*

Pyrrha (whispering): He needs to hear it.

Ruby: *let's go of Pyrrha's hand and pulls up her hood*

Ruby: Ha-ha! If he can't see me, I don't have to be as nervous.

Ruby: *emphatically points at Jaune*

Ruby: You are like ridiculously cool, and I thought you would never notice me...

Jaune: . . .

Jaune: You... who turns into rose petals and wields a giant scythe... In the Emerald Forest you decapitated a Giant Nevermore in one move. How the hell could I not notice you?

Pyrrha: I believe she means romantically.

Jaune: . . .

Jaune: This is Ruby we're talking about? Like, incredibly adorable Ruby?..

Ruby: *pulls down her hood and stares into his eyes*

Ruby: O... kay... if that's... I mean... why didn't you?..

Jaune: Because I'm a complete and utter failure. I mean, seriously... I vomitted on the first day of school, only survived the first fall into the Emerald Forest because of Pyrrha, was a complete and utter embarassment in training...

Pyrrha: *leans forward and gently grasps his hand*

Pyrrha: Jaune...

Pyrrha: *his moist eyes stare into hers*

Ruby: Alright, if you... were... afraid... of... why did you hit on Weiss?

Jaune: Duh?, she complimented me. She also did NOT see me with airsickness.

Ruby: *flashes back*

Ruby: I don't think that was...

Pyrrha: *grabs Ruby's hand*

Ruby: *stares into Pyrrha's eyes, and they speak without speaking*

Jaune: So, assuming I believe you two?.. what do we do, now?

Pyrrha: Whatever you want.

Ruby: *shyly nods*

Jaune: So... my... first... response... is going to be to panic...

Pyrrha: *reaches over to grasp Jaune's hand*

Ruby: *reaches over to grasp Jaune's other hand*

Pyrrha: How about we hold you close until your manage to collect yourself.

Jaune: *nervously nods*

* * *

Jaune: *sits on a bench in a park, with Ruby cuddled up on his left arm, and Pyrrha on his right*

Jaune (internally): Nope, still too wonderful to move.

#rwby #rose gold #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #ruby rose #arkos #lancaster #milk and cookies

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danurso · 5 years

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Moar colorguard pls (OWO)

*the girls are discussing over who gets to sleep with jaune, the discussion doesn't seems to be going anywhere, until yang gives them an idea*

Yang: okay, okay, let's make a deal then, the first one to make jaune blush can sleep with him tonight, deal?

Jaune: *deadpans* you know this is a really stupid way of deciding it right?

Yang: shush, you have no right to vote on this.

Blake: i'll do it.

Ruby: im in!

Weiss: sounds interesting.

Pyrrha: c-couldn't we decide this in another way?

Yang: sorry p-money, but the majority decided, it's easy, you just need to flirt with him or do something sexy enough to make him embarrassed.

Pyrrha: b-but i don't know how to do this.

Blake: don't worry, i'll make him blush anyways so you don't have to worry about that.

Ruby: only after i do it.

Jaune: *sigh* you all know i'm still here right?

Yang: i'll go first! *gets closer to jaune* hey there ladykiller, mind if i stay here tonight? All those classes lately got me so stressed, and i need my knight's help to relax, if you help me i'll make sure to help you out. *licks her lips and pulls her shirt a bit* my babies here are so soft and warm, and they want to help you out really badly too. So, what do you say ladykiller?

Jaune: *unamused* i say next time don't explain a bet in front of the victim, it loses the effect and just annoys me.

Yang: wha- *sighs* goddammit.

Ruby: my turn! *gets closer to jaune, sitting on his lap and drawing imaginary shapes on his chest with her finger* so, jaune, why don't you redden your cheeks just a bit for me, if you do, i can reward you, making you feel good in all places i know you like, so, what do you think?

Jaune: i think you need more practice with this.

Ruby: *pouts with crossed arms and sits back on her place*

Weiss: i guess it's my turn. *gets closer to jaune* jaune, i need your help. i've been feeling this itch for a while, and whenever you're closer it only gets stronger, unfortunately i can't scratch it, but i think you have something big enough to help me, if you do, i'll be sure to retribute the favor, even if you want to. . .explore new areas. So, can you help me please?

Jaune: if you're feeling itchy then you should go to the infirmary, i don't think i can help you with that.

Weiss: *goes back to her place with an undignified look* i really hate you sometimes.

Blake: so jaune, why don't you let me stay her with you tonight, we can play our little game you know, we can *okay, i'll censor that cause despite writing spicy stuff from time to time, what blake is saying is a long and VERY nsfw speech, and if i don't censor it, i will be demonetized by youtube, even if this is tumblr* so, are you interested?

Ruby/Weiss/Pyrrha: *speechless and with massive blushes on their faces*

Yang: *blushing* wow, that's some really hardcore stuff, who knew blake was the most perverted out of all of us.

Jaune: blake, you're not flirting, you're describing our usual intercourse.

RWY/Pyrrha: *chokes* what!?

Blake: *sighs* i thought so, but at least i tried.

Yang: damn ladykiller, all of that and you still didn't blushed, when did you got so good at this.

Jaune: when? I've been dating the five hottest girls on remnant for a year now, if i didn't got used to see and hear a few sexy things i would always be a flustred mess.

PRWBY: *blushes slightly*

Yang: so, no one made him blush, that means we're back to the start.

Pyrrha: w-well-

Ruby: thats right, pyrrha didn't had her turn yet.

Pyrrha: n-no, it's not that, i was just saying that-

Yang: come on, don't be shy, just try it.

Blake: don't you think it's a bit too much for her? pyrrha is way too innocent for that, she can't say dirty things like us.

Pyrrha: y-yes i can!

Blake: really? then curse.

Pyrrha: er. . .h-he-heck!

Ruby: err. . .pyrrha, heck isn't a curse.

Pyrrha: w-what?

Yang: yeah, curses are more like "fuck!" or "shit!"

Pyrrha: fu. . .fu. . .f-fu. . .f-f-fuc-i can't do it! *buries her face in her palms*

Ruby: its okay pyrrha, not everyone is made for this. *pats her back*

Pyrrha: i know, but it still hurts *looks to jaune* i wanted to be able to say things like that as well, sorry jaune.

Jaune: hey, don't worry, i don't mind.

Pyrrha: i know, its just that i wanted to do these. . . *blushes* naughty things for you as well, i-i wanted to dress up in s-sexy outfits or say something dirty to you but i can't.

Jaune: i know, but i don't really care for that, i love you the way you are.

Pyrrha: *looks at him with a tender smile* i know, i think it's kinda funny now to remember of when we first met, you were so clumsy and funny, but also you had a golden heart and treated me like no one else did before, it made me so happy. . .i think i fell in love with you since we first met, and until today, i still love you, with all your flaws and mistakes, i don't think i can ever stop loving you so much as i do today. *smiles brightly at him*

Jaune: *looks away with a blush and sheepish smile* t-thanks pyr, it means a lot to me.

Weiss: wait, did you just blush!?

Jaune: what? no.

Ruby: YES YOU DID!!

Blake: so this is what really gets you embarrassed.

Jaune: i-it doesn't, forget about it!

Weiss: we said all those dirty things but you ended blushing to her pure and innocent feelings?

Jaune: i didn't!

Ruby: yes you did!

Jaune: no i didn't!

Yang: well, i can't really blame pyrrha, its was the same to me, after losing both of my mothers i ended up raising a barrier, i thought i could only count with myself to everything and that i should always help the others without accepting being helped back, jaune broke down these barriers and showed me that it isn't that bad being weak sometimes, even more it its with the person you love, so thanks jaune, i love you.

Jaune: *blushing deeply* y-yang i-i-i-

Yang: I KNEW IT!! YOU BLUSHED!!

Jaune: w-wait! Did you just-

Yang: sorry ladykiller, but i needed to prove my point. Besides, it's not like i lied or anything.

Jaune: *massaging his temples* why did i even agree on dating you.

Yang: cause you love me, duh~

Jaune: *sighs* me and my stupid heart.

Yang: welp, let's go now girls, pyrrha won fair and square so she gets jaune for tonight.

Weiss: you're accepting the defeat way better than i expected.

Yang: *grins* defeat? What defeat? I might have lost the game, but i learned something new, and that to me is way better than winning the game.

Weiss: *deadpans* i should've guessed. *gets up* well, i think it's better if we leave them already.

Jaune: good night girls *kisses them*

RWBY: good night *leaves*

Jaune: so?

Pyrrha: w-what?

Jaune: you won didn't you? Do you have something in mind you wanna do?

Pyrrha: *blushing* well. . .there's one thing.

*a few minutes later*

Jaune: *spooning pyrrha* comfortable?

Pyrrha: *with a light pink on her cheeks and a bright smile* yes.

Jaune: good night pyrrha.

Pyrrha: good night jaune.

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luckyfirerabbit · 4 years

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Jaune Doe: pt 7

(short and sweet, it’s how it came out)

It's been hills and valleys for him the last couple weeks. The nightmares come and go in waves, a few nights on, then off, then on again for a few more. His appetite is inconsistent but he doesn't appear to have an issue with it, though the staff is worried about his weight. But, on the positive side, they've got him off the IV completely and are managing his pain rather well with Ibuprofen. He's up and walking as expected. His concussion is healing as it should as well, but his memory is still spotty at best. Aside from his sleep disturbances his mood is stable, even pleasant, and he's able to tolerate what few visitors he receives with little issue.

Today, however, Jaune is noticeably concerned, lounging in his bed and staring at the ceiling with a sever knit to his brow. His transfer date is coming up and he doesn't know what to do. Pyrrha said she would figure it out, or at least help him do it, but she hasn't brought him anything yet, not even the copy of his file that she promised.

What's going to happen to him? Will they just toss him out? No, no...would they really?

"Knock, knock,"

Jaune blinks out of his troubled haze, reflexively smiling. "Hey, Pyrrha, I was just thinking about you."

"Oh yeah? Good things I hope." Oh my gods, why did I say that? She's starting to second guess herself already.

"You could say that." he lilts his head, noncommittal. "Everything okay? What's in the bag?"

"Well," she knows he's referring to the duffel bag she has in one hand. She approaches the bed and sets it down near the foot of it, asking for permission to sit on the edge before continuing. "I actually wanted to talk to you about your transfer."

"Oh, good. What did you find out?"

"I've got all the information on the hospital campuses available for you right here." she props her briefcase on her lap and opens it, passing him a folder that he had expected to be much thicker. "Most of them are nearby, and a few of them have single occupancy units so you could have some privacy if you wanted."

"That's great, thank you." he takes the papers, seemingly genuinely relieved. "And what about the copy of my file?"

"That's here too." she's still sifting through everything she keeps in the case, producing another pale colored file.

He shows his gratitude through a short lived but heartfelt smile, though the expression kinks with curiosity. "And the bag?"

Pyrrha snaps her case closed and takes a sharp, stabilizing breath at the same time. "I...bought you some clothes. I had to guess your size for the most part, but...yeah. There's some hard-soled slippers in there that should fit you, too, at least until you can tell me your shoe size."

"Pyrrha," he's stunned, "y-you didn't have to do that."

"I know, I wanted to." she can't look at him, focusing on her hands and the way her fingers drum at the edges of her briefcase. "I also wanted to ask you something."

"Besides my shoe size?" the little chuckle at the end sounds nervous.

"Yes," she laughs in turn. "I was wondering...I applied to be your sponsor. If you want...you can come and stay with me."

His brow creases, a mixture of concern and uncertainty flickering in his eyes. His hands fumble with the papers he's holding, eventually settling to let them sit atop his thighs when he draws his legs up. "I...you didn't...why would you do that?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," his hand reaches back and cups his neck, rubbing out the anxiety he feels mounting in his chest. He lifts his eyes and meets her gaze briefly. "It's...shit," he pushes his hand through his hair, fingernails in his scalp and catching on a cut he forgot about. "I don't know how to say it without sounding like an asshole."

"Then just say it, it's okay." she assures him.

"What's your angle?" he blurts out, feeling the shame of the hidden accusation immediately.

Part of her thinks she gets it, it's the same part that pushes down the little hurt brought on by his suspicion. After everything he's been through -just the stuff she knows about- how was he supposed to trust her like that? It's a wonder he has any trust for her at all.

Eventually Pyrrha just smiles and waits until he looks at her again. "Like I said before, I just want to help."

He still holds a certain uneasy wariness in his face. "And if I say no?"

"Then that's your choice." she nods once. "I'd hope you'd accept the clothes, though, considering you don't really have anything," she laughs, an attempt to break the tension that she's certain fails, "but you're welcome to say no. I'll still be your advocate, I'll still work on your case and make sure you're taken care of. Nothing changes."

Jaune hears sirens in his head, warnings, some vicious and desperate thing screaming for him to retreat. It's a trap is all he can think, in spite of everything he's seen -he knows- to the contrary.

For a moment the two just look at each other, and Pyrrha eventually takes that as a sign. She eases to her feet, her brief case tucked under her arm.

"Take some time to think it over, and just let me know when you've made a decision, okay? Until then, if you need me, just have someone page me."

He nods. "...Thanks." he offers timidly.

"Of course."

---

Every so often Pyrrha will skip her evening trip to the gym in favor of dinner out with her coworkers, which usually consists of Blake or Billy or Sahv, or some combination of the three. Tonight it's Blake and Yang joining her at Magic Wok. The three of them manage to get a booth tucked away in a relatively quiet corner, the perfect spot to sit and talk without disturbing or being disturbed by others.

"Am I an asshole?"

Blake coughs as her food goes down the wrong pipe, causing Yang to reach across to pat her lover on the back as she gapes at Pyrrha from across the table.

"What on earth makes you say that?" Blake sputters once she's able.

Pyrrha shifts in her seat, uncomfortable under their joint scrutiny. "I mean...maybe asshole isn't the right word,"

"Damn straight it isn't." Yang insists. "That's the last word I'd ever use in regards to you." she looks to Blake. "You okay now, baby?"

"I'm fine." one last cough. "But seriously, why would you think that?"

"Well, like we talked about, I told Jaune I was willing to sponsor him." she prods the tangle of noodles on her plate with her chopsticks. "And...just like you said he might, he got defensive and kind of...shut down."

"So why would you think you're an asshole?"

"Because," Pyrrha slouches, putting her hands in her lap as if she can hide her discomfort. "I just...I hate when I upset people. Especially when I just want to do the right thing."

"I'm not saying you shouldn't take it personally, because you're doing that anyway -that's right, I've got your number, superhero," Blake's felid ears match the asymmetry of her eyebrows, "but I don't believe he got defensive simply because it's you. It's because things are changing for him again, what little stability he has is about to shift and he doesn't know what to do, if there's anything he can do. And that's probably coming from a long time of having no control over his own fate or well being. Then, of course, there's the more than likely possibility of general trust issues."

Yang takes a long draw from the straw in her drink, her brow furrowing as she swallows. "He's probably convinced this is just some elaborate scam, and the minute he agrees to go home with you, all hell's going to break loose."

And part of Pyrrha knows there's not much she can do to change that for him. Jaune would have to discover for himself if she was trustworthy, if what she was offering him was real or some cruel joke at his expense. She shudders at the idea of just how bad he might think things could be, a man who -while drugged out of his mind and mad with pain- still had the wherewithal to be terrified and fight back against those that were trying to save his life.

"If what he went through was anything like," Yang continues, pausing to put a crispy rangoon in her mouth and tuck it in her cheek. She'll gesture with her hand, knowing they both know what she means. "Gods only know the kind of head games he's had to navigate until now. But I agree with Blake, I don't think it's because of you."

"I know, I agree with you too, just,"

"Just you're a micro-manager and this is something you can't change." Blake explains knowingly. "But you've got a good enough head on your shoulders to let it run it's course."

"I certainly hope so." Pyrrha sips her drink. "And I don't want to influence his decision so I'm keeping our visits to a need-only basis."

One golden brow rises. "Want me to influence him for you?"

"Yang," Blake warns gently, half-heartedly.

"No, I'm serious. Listen," Yang shoves down another rangoon and swallows, leaning towards Pyrrha on one elbow. "He doesn't understand the kind of person you are, he probably thinks you're like some fucking unicorn -all mythological and sparkly and too good to be true. Let me talk to him, I mean, you've been meaning for me to anyway, right?"

"True." Blake nods.

"But he should make this choice on his own." Pyrrha reaffirms. "He deserves that."

"He also deserves the best chance at recovery and getting his life back together." Yang counters.

"Also true." Blake chimes, seeming more focused on her food than the conversation.

"And I think you can give him that chance, Pyrrha. Hell," she laughs, easing away, back into her own space in the booth. "If it weren't for you, I might not have met Blake, so you basically saved my life."

Pyrrha blushes and tries to hide her face, failing miserably. "I just got you the referral."

"Semantics." Yang waves her hand in dismissal. "So let me go to bat for you, just this once, and I promise I won't use my impeccable charm for evil ever again."

Blake laughs, almost choking on her food again. Once she's able to she quickly swallows.

"Come on; I kind of feel like you owe me after not letting me curb-stomp your ex."

"Yang," Pyrrha exhales hard, appalled more so at herself for the effort it takes not to laugh than at Yang for the comment. "He wasn't that bad,"

"Bullshit." Yang points a finger at her, sharp, decisive.

Blake clears her throat, takes a quick drink. "Being in denial doesn't change the truth of the matter, Pyrrha, it would be better if you just accept it."

"I've gotten better at it." she admits meekly. "Just...I don't think anyone deserves to be curb-stomped. Believe it or not, I'm not a huge fan of violence."

"Well I am," Yang's finger has changed to her thumb and points back at her, "and as far as I'm concerned, a man who hits his wife deserves a helluva lot worse."

Pyrrha sighs and smiles. "And while I appreciate how fiercely protective you both are of me, it isn't necessary."

"You heard her, down girl." Blake nudges Yang with an elbow.

Yang tucks close to Blake, diving face first into the crook of her neck. "Woof,"

"Oh my god," Pyrrha groans, "check please,"

#Jaune Doe #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #bumbleby #blake x yang #blake belladonna #yang xiao long

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multiplesmutthings · 5 years

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Pyrrha is tired of how dense Jaune is and decides to do something about it. She ties him to his bed before getting him hard with her mouth then proceeds to use his cock on every virgin hole she has, and as she proceeds to suck and fuck him keeps telling him that it's his fault she had to resort to this

Pyrrha has had it. She was going to do what she must to be with Jaune. Even if that meant telling him straight up. So when they were on the balcony for training she looked at him. “Jaune we need to talk.” She said putting her weapon aside. Jaune paused, sheathing his weapon and swallowing. Pyrrha had a serious look on her face, and he started running through everything that he had done that day, wondering if he had offended her somehow. “Jaune you’ve been doing so well and have progressed so much from the first day we’ve done this. And I’m glad for that.” She said as she smiled at him. “But there’s something you must know, something I should have told you since the beginning of he year.” She said making it sound like he did something by accident.

Jaune swallowed again, this time audibly, a cold sweet breaking out over his brow. What had he done? His mind was running through every interaction he could remember having with Pyrrha, but he couldn't figure out what he did wrong. "Pyrrha, whatever I did, I am sorry!"

“W-What? Jaune what do you mean?” Pyrrha said as her thoughts were interrupted by the blondes rambles. “No I mean I’ve had these feelings for a long time and I want to let you know about it.”

Shock was the predominant emotion Jaune was feeling. "Feelings for me...why me? You could do so much better?" the blonde asked, gaping at the stunning redhead.

“YES! I’ve been having these feelings for you for so long! And better? Who do you think can be better?!” Pyrrha said getting a bit irritated at Jaune, she honestly thought those hints she gave from day to day would let him know.

Jaune knew that he had to be honest here. "*Anyone* could be better than me...face it, Pyrrha, I...I'm *pathetic* compared to anyone you could get. Why settle?"

“Your.. you.. J.A.U.N.E.” Her eye was twitching as her hands gripped the air and made to grab him but she held herself back from strangling him. “You.. nnghhh...” then in a fit of anger she then punched him hard enough to knock Jaune out. “OH MY GOD JAUNE!” She yelled realizing what she did as she caught him and put his head on her lap. Jaune groaned in his unwilling sleep, unable to feel the softness of Pyrrha's thighs or enjoy the scent of her skin. Looking down at Jaune, Pyrrha sighed glad he wasn’t too hurt. But then got an idea. Slowly she dragged him to their dorm and laid him on bed. Quickly grabbing some strong rope she then stripped Jaune naked and did the same to herself. Then she began to tie Jaune up with his arms and legs bounced she looked at his third leg and smiled as she began to stroke it before leaning up to kiss Jaune on his lips with her soft ones. Jaune moaned as he slowly woke, the pain in his head being warred against by the pleasure between his legs. Cracking his eyes open, he inhaled sharply as he saw a naked Pyrrha, full breasts and curved hips and shaven pussy, looking at him with a smile, her hand on his still limp cock. “Sorry for the Um.. hit I didn’t want to hurt you Jaune. I just got, frustrated and well I’m doing this for two reasons.” She said as she kissed him once more. “For forgiveness, and to show you how I feel for you.” She said as she moved down and then kissed his cock before she began to suck on the tip now. Jaune inhaled sharply, muscles in his stomach bunching as wet heat wrapped around his sensitive tip, something that after a moment, he recognized as her *tongue* flicking over it. Despite himself, he was quickly becoming hard.

“Mmnnn... hmmmm...” Pyrrha hummed as she sucked his cock. She bobbed her head and looked up at him with her kind green eyes. Soon enough she took it down her throat, never taking anything like it making her gag Cutely on it as she was planning to give him ALL her virginities~ Jaune groaned as he threw his head back, the throb from the punch all but forgotten as pleasure flooded him. He had never even been *kissed* by a girl before just a few moments ago, and he wasn't sure how to handle it. She kept going as she bobbed her head low enough for his balls to gently pat against her chin. She hummed and fondled his balls at the same time as well.

Jaune groaned as Pyrrha's soft lips swallowed up his cock, her tongue whipping around the sensitive shaft. He arched, pulling at the restraints, but they were tied too well. "P-P-*Pyrrha!* Gonna...*gonna*--!" Hearing him groaning she quickly moved her head faster and made sure the tip of his cock went down her throat each time. After doing this a few more times she quickly moved so the head was in her mouth and she swirled her tongue around the tip trying to get him to cum. Jaune did everything he could to keep himself from cumming, but it was a futile struggle. Not only was it something he had never dealt with before, he honestly didn't *want* to stop. *"C-cumming!!!"* he gasped, his eyes squeezing shut as his balls emptied themselves of their first salvo. Her eyes closed as Pyrrha eagerly gulped down all of Jaune’s cum. The feeling of his warm seed going down her throat and into her mouth was amazing. And the taste was even better. Once he finished she pulled off and gave a gentle sweet kiss to the tip of his member. Jaune panted as he recovered from his orgasm, his cock twitching as he watched Pyrrha's throat bob as she loudly swallowed. He mimicked the action, knowing that the streams of cum he had just released within Pyrrha's mouth was now within her belly. He shuddered as she kissed his tip, her hand coming up and caressing his heavy balls as she hummed.

“You still got more in you right Jaune~?” She said as she felt his cock get hard and soon she moved up. Her legs going next to her hips as she sat on his lap. She then panted and rubbed herself against Jaune’s body her breasts against his chest and his cock being sandwiched between her soft asscheeks. “It’s gonna get better~” she said as she held his member and aligned it with her back hole. Jaune groaned as an almost impossible tightness wrapped around his cock, a burning heat covering his shaft. Opening his eyes, he was met with the sight of Pyrrha sitting upright on him, biting her lower lip, her cheeks rosy. Glancing down at him, her lips turned upwards into a naughty smile as she spread her legs and revealed her soaking pussy, letting him know *where* his cock was right now. “A-AHH~! Oh... oh gods~ that might’ve been risky but ooooh it was worth it~” Pyrrha said as she panted and put her hands on his thighs and began to move her hips up until he tip of his cock was just inside of her and pushed back down as it went back in fully. “H-How does my ass feel Jaune~? Cause Nngh... you feel amazing~” she cooed while rubbing her still untouched pussy with two fingers getting it wet and ready for his next orgasm when he was done with her ass. Jaune said nothing, a gurgle being the only thing escaping his mouth as Pyrrha bounced up and down on his shaft, her breasts jiggling and bouncing as she moved, throwing her head back and moaning loudly, making his cheeks burn. He felt her toned, but still somehow soft asscheeks slap against his inner thighs and balls every time she came down upon him, the ever so slight sting somehow only making this better. “Nnnng... Jaune I’m such a naughty girl~ pleasuring myself with your cock... ah~ and it’s in my ass~ how does that make you feel~?” Pyrrha asked as she moaned louder feeling his cock throb inside her, her heat getting much more exited as it dropped onto his abdomen. Her eyes staring into Jaune’s blue once’s as she continued to fuck herself on him with the intent of taking his load.

Juane licked his lips as his cock throbbed, knowing that his shaft spit out pre into Pyrrha's body. "...good..." he whispered weakly, still wondering *why* Pyrrha was doing this, but unable to care anymore. "...it feels so *good*, Pyrrha..."

“Mmnnn... it feels so warm~” she said rubbing her belly and she saw chin oozing out a little. Smirking she moved her hips a bit and felt him get hard while inside her. “Ah~! Final round~” she said seductively before she moved her body up slowly. His cock came out of her ass and as it lined up with her wet slit she looked into Jaune’s eyes. “I love you Jaune, I’ve always have.” She confessed before going down and moaning out in both pain and pleasure as Jaune’s cock took her virginity.

"Pyrrha!...are you okay?" Jaune's cock throbbed angrily in the wetness that coated his cock, despite his worry. His balls ached despite wanting to stop this to spare his partner, the girl who for some reason, saw reason to love him, the pain he had inflicted.

“Y-Yes.. Jaune.. I’m fine... I may not have thought this part through... nnngh.” She let out a few deep breaths as a bit of blood had came from her Pussy meaning she had her hymen broken by his cock. Also meaning that she had gave herself to him as well. After a few seconds the pain passed and Pyrrha yelped feeling a sensation of sharp pleasure hit her when Jaune’s cock throbbed inside. “Oh that feels sooooo much better!”

Jaune's eyes crossed as Pyrrha's walls squeezed around him as she started to rise and lower herself on him, even faster than when she had used her ass. He knew that he wasn't going to last much longer. "Pyrrha...I..." he threw his head back as she hilted herself and twisted her hips, "Can't hold much longer...!" he warned.

“Nnngh.. oh gods Jaune let it out~ cum inside Me~!” Pyrrha said loudly as she bounced her hips against his, his cock hilting in each time as she felt her Pussy being stretched more and more. Soon enough she came and tossed her head back as she orgasm’s her pussy clenching down and milking his cock for its baby batter. Jaune cried out as he finally came, shooting rope after rope of his thick seed into Pyrrha's body, so much that excess oozed out and dripped back down onto his hips. He slumped, breathing heavily as he watched (and felt) Pyrrha shake and shudder on top of him. “Nnngh.. Ah~ oooooh~ yeseesss~” Pyrrha said quietly as she felt herself getting filled up and creampied by her love. She let out a few deep breaths and rubbed her abdomen before she looked at Jaune before she laid on top of him and gave him an nice passionate kiss. Despite himself, Jaune kissed her back, tangling his tongue with hers, shuddering when Pyrrha's soft breasts rubbed against his chest, making his still hard cock twitch within Pyrrha's cum-slick pussy. Pyrrha mewled as she ended the kiss and sighed before laying her head at the crook of Jaune’s neck. “Hmmmm.... that was nice... so.. I hope you can understand that I love you Jaune. And no one else.” She said rubbing his cheek softly before resting her head against his.

(Thank you to @vecnawrites for the help with this!)

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