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arc-misadventures · 5 days

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That Backfired, Sorta?

Salem standing over a bruised, and beaten, Jaune Arc bound to a chair. Preparing to interrogate him for information on the, Relic of Destruction.

Salem: I do find torture quite ineffective as a means of extracting information. So I choose to use more refined methods of information.

Jaune: Like… Grimm mind bugs that dig into my brain to get information?!

Salem: No.

Jaune: Oh that gods…

Salem: The shock from the bug going in kills them before anything can be extracted.

Jaune: Eh?!

Salem: Besides I have a far more effective means of getting information.

Jaune: Like what?

Salem: I can read minds.

Jaune: You can?!

Salem: I can.

Jaune: If you can do that, why did you beat, Oscar to a pulp instead of doing that?

Salem: Ozma.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Fuck that’s a good reason… B-But, you shouldn’t read my mind!

Salem: And, why shouldn’t I do that?

Jaune: You just shouldn’t. You really shouldn’t do that!

Salem: Oh~? Afraid I’ll find what I’m looking for if I do?

Jaune: I prefer if you did honestly…

Salem: Alright then. Let’ssee where your little friends have hidden my Relics!

Salem stared at, Jaune in the eyes, as a pearlescent screen covered her eyes as she stared into the depths of, Jaune’s.

Salem: “Now then, lets see what you’re trying to hide~!”

Jaune: P-Please … Stop!

Jaune could hear her voice in his head, he yelled in fear as she opened a door leading to that secret he was trying to keep away from her.

She smiled as she forced her way through the door, and as she entered the room in his mind her smile swiftly fell.

Salem: “W-What is this?”

Salem: “ … “

Salem: “Wait… i-i-is he kissing me?!”

Salem: “Why is he taking his shirt off?!”

Salem: “Ohh~! D-Did he just grab my b…?”

Salem: “Why is he taking his pants… Oh…? Oh my~!”

Jaune: What’s going on?!

Salem: “Really? Do you think you can so easily bed a, Queen with just that”

Jaune: B-Bed?

Salem: “Mmm~! So forceful~!”

Jaune: Get out of my head!

Salem: “What is this position?”

Jaune: The fuck are you talking about?!!

Salem: “You are so, so much bigger than, Ozma~!”

Jaune: Uhh…? Context?

Salem: “Inside? But, what if…? No… that’s precisely what you want, isn’t it?”

Jaune: What is it that I want?

Salem: “Oh you naughty boy~! Oh, what’s this? Aww… it’s over already?”

Jaune: What’s over already? Ahh?! What the hell are you looking at?!

Salem: “Oh? What’s this…?”

Jaune: What now?!

Salem: “My hand…? Is that… is that a ring? And, wait… my belly…”

Jaune: A ring, belly? Whaaaa?

Salem; “A boy…?”

Jaune: Eh?

Salem: “I never had a boy before…”

Jaune:Okayyyyy…?

Salem: “Oh, what’s this? Your mother’s record?”

Jaune: What record…?

Salem: “I could beat that, easily~!”

Jaune: What?!

Salem: “Wait? W-Where’s my baby boy?! Where’s my child?! And, whose hand is this?! Wait… This is… this is your hand…”

Jaune: My hand?

Salem: “Why is it all so wrinkly? Wait, no! Nonononono! Don’t tell me! Not again?!”

Jaune: What are you talking about?

Salem: “Y-You’re not leaving me…? B-But… you’re dying…”

Jaune: I’m dying?!

Salem: “In my heart…? you’ll always be with me… even if it’s just as a beautiful memory in my heart…?”

Salem: “I won’t be alone? How is that… My children…? My grandchildren…”

Salem: “I won’t be alone… I will still be loved… I will have a family…?”

Jaune: Okay stop this! G-G-Get out of my head!

Salem red eyes came back into view. She stared at, Jaune as she stood up, unsealing the bands that bound him to the chair.

Jaune rubbed his wrists as he watched, Salem take a nervous step away from him as a shy blush spread across her face.

Salem: Y-You said your name was, Jaune right?

Jaune: Yeah…?

Salem: So… do you want to try beating your mother record now, or would you prefer if we waited till after you’re body has healed?

Jaune: What are you talking…?!

Jaune stopped talking as he noticed something peculiar.

Jaune: “Why is she rubbing her thighs like that? The last time I saw a woman do that was when, Terra ask me to…?! Oh… Ohhhhhhh!”

Jaune: …

Jaune: N-Now is good…

Salem: Wonderful~!

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arc-misadventures · 2 months

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An Offer You Won’t Refuse

Jaune: Why can’t you guys believe me when I say I got laid?

SN: Because it’s you.

Jaune: Haaaa… Assholes.

The person complaining that his roommates couldn’t believe he had sex was one, Jaune Luna Arc. A first year college student majoring in business. While his collage roommate’s doubting the fact that he had sex were a blonde hair monkey faunas named, Sun Wukong, and their friend the blue haired self proclaimed ‘ladies man’ named, Neptune Vasilias.

The duo had dragged, Jaune to a bar with the intent of, ‘picking up some ladies.’ And, where he had actually managed to score a night with a beautiful lady, they had failed to get anything. And, because of this they doubted that he got anything. Actually, now that he’s thinking about it…

Jaune: You guys are just jealous I spent a night with a lady, while the only thing you guys got was a pair of matching black eyes.

Jaune’s remark was a very accurate statement of fact that after he come from an enjoyable one-night stand he came back to see the pair with ice packs over their eyes.

Sun: Not true!

Neptune: I would have totally banged that chick! If her boyfriend didn’t arrive…

Jaune: Yeah, that’s why you didn’t get any.

Neptune: Hey man, you just don’t understand the art, of seduction~!

Jaune: The what?

Sun: The art of seducing a woman~!

Jaune: And, that is?

Neptune: We’re falcons pal…

Sun: Falcons~!

Neptune: You can’t just send us out when a pretty girls is there, and expect us to capture her now can you?

Sun: That’s not how we falcons fly.

Neptune: We gotta fly high, and scope out the prey, and when we find our mark we’ll swoop in for the kill. We just can’t go in, and steal the girl on command now can we?

Sun: It’s an art, Jaune. You wouldn’t understand it.

Jaune just looked at the duo as he was forced to comprehend the dumbest thing he had yet heard, and considering the people who he hung around that was something.

Jaune: What the hell are you two talking about?! Yes you can send a falcon out on command to hunt its prey! There’s an entire sport based around it: Falconry!

Sun: Eh?

Neptune: Beg pardon?

Jaune: It’s like one of the oldests sports out there! People are still doing it to this day! Hell, people have been using falcons, and hawks to take down drones!

Neptune: That’s not true… right?

Sun: Oh shit, they actually use hawks to take down drones.

Neptune: Wait really?!

Jaune: Haa… if hitting on girls was like hitting the broadside of a barn, you lot couldn’t hit it with a, Javelin missile.

Sun: I couldn’t do that!

Neptune: Guns scare me!

Jaune dropped his head as he sighed at the duo’s stupidity, or more accurately their ignorance.

Although stupidity is a more adept description the pair. The duo would offer a drowning man a drink thinking he’s not drowning, just really thirsty.

Jaune: A Javelin missile is an rpg with an auto-lock feature. Not a gun.

Neptune: There’s a difference?

Jaune: Haa… you see this is why I don’t invite you to play, Arma with my clan.

Neptune: Well we may not know the difference between… weapons…? but, that still doesn’t mean you had sex with a girl.

Jaune: Guys, it’s been two weeks since we went to the bar, can we just drop it, and move…

“Knock, knock, knock.”

Jaune: On…?

Jaune stopped talking in his tracks as he heard a knocking upon the door. He looked at the pair while pointing his finger at the door.

Jaune: We’re you…?

The pair shook their heads, and shrug their shoulders. They weren’t expecting anyone to come visit them. Like anyone would anyway.

Jaune just shrugged his shoulders as he walked over, and opened the door, he was met with several individuals dressed in black suits with tinted shades hiding their face. The quartet seemed to be watching around them to see if anyone was coming.

Jaune was worried they were a hit squad coming to make get their mark. He could only cower as he wondered whose girl, Neptune pissed off that they would put a mark on him. But, that thought swiftly died as he started at the woman between what actually were four bodyguards. For it was not someone he expected to meet again. He never thought she would grace his presence with her beauty ever again.

With flowing ashen white hair cascading down her elegant shoulders. Draped in a tapestry of fine jewelry silver, sapphires, and ruby’s. A red shirt that displayed a fair amount of her sizeable cleavage, as a dark coat hung lazily off her shoulders. But, what drew, Jaune in the most were those red tinted glasses, that hid a pair of striking vibrant red eyes that he lost himself in.

It was the lady from his one night stand. A woman, Jaune would never forget until death took him.

Jaune: S-Salem?!

Salem: Hello, Ar… no. Hello, Jaune. You’re looking well.

Jaune: Thank you! Y-You’re looking fantastic. But, uhh… why are you here? You said after our… night together that it would be just a one time thing, and we would never see each other again. And, yet here you are.

Salem: And, yet here I am…

Jaune could barely see, Salems eyes because they blended beautifully with her glasses, but he could tell by the way her body was seemingly twitching that she was nervous. He was about to ask her whats wrong, but then his roommates happened.

Sun: Holy hell?! You actually had sex?!

Neptune: Damnmmm! She is smoking hot! How much did she cost you? Eh, eh?!

Salem could tell by his teasing manner upon which the blue boy spoke he was joking with, Jaune. But, to insinuate that she was a call girl?! Maybe she should let her associates teach this child some manners.

But before, Salem could give the command, Jaune held a single finger up, silently asking for a moment before shutting the door. She was wondering what was going on, but then she heard a loud thud as if something had fallen over. As the door soon reopened to reveal the smiling face of, Jaune Arc. She could see behind him the form of the blue haired boy, groaning in pain as he clutched his groin.

Salem shot, Jaune a small smile from the corner of her lips, and he just waved it off as if it was nothing.

Jaune: So… What bring you to our humble abode?

Salem: I need to discuss something with you of the utmost importance.

Jaune: Okay, what is it?

Salem’s eyes darted around as if she was trying to find the words to speak before she returned his gaze.

Salem: This would be a discussion best help in private.

Jaune nodded his head as he told his friends to scram. The blond monkey nodded his head as he pulled his friend, who was in the fetal position whilst still clutching his privates on the floor out the room. As soon as they were out of the room, Jaune stood aside allowing, Salem to enter his dorm room.

Salem: Thank you for allowing me… in…?

Salem’s thought process stopped in its tracks rather abruptly. She was going to tell him something important, but as she took in the absolute state of, Jaune’s apartment her mind did a reset, and was the midst of a reboot as she processed this, ‘mess.’

Jaune was about to ask her if something was wrong, then he saw where her eyes were going, and he sighed in understanding.

Jaune: Yeah its a…

Salem: A pig sty?

Jaune: That’s an… apt description.

Jaune’s apartment was an absolute mess: Wrappers, and empty bottles strewn across the place. Half finished take out boxes laying across every table in sight. Clothes from teeshirts to underwear draped all over the furniture. But, there was one thing that was most damning of all that was the crown jewel of this pig sty.

Salem: I-Is that a banana peel on the lamp shade?

Jaune: Haa… Gods dammit, Sun…

Jaune looked over, and groaned in disgust as he grabbed a bucket, seemingly filled to the brim with banana peels, and tossed the latest addition into the bucket.

Jaune: Sun, uhh… the blond monkey faunas you saw earlier. His family are all monkey faunas’s so the have a habit of eating a banana, and tossing the peal away when they’re finished.

Salem: Not into the trash I assume?

Jaune: Unfortunately not. I’ve told him to stop doing that, but he won’t listen to me. So, I’ve been collecting his banana peels for the past two weeks, and I plan to stuff them in his pillow case as form of petty vengeance.

Salem: Do you think that will work?

Jaune: Well, they stink so they should send a message of sorts. If not I’ll tie his tail to the bed frame, or something.

Salem: You would do that to a faunas; That seems rather cruel don’t you think?

Jaune: I have slipped on several banana peels, and landed hard on my back, I will make sure he learns through pain that I am very vindictive bastard.

Salem: And, is the rest of this mess from that blue haired boy?

Jaune: Neptune? Ehh no. It’s from both of them, they’re total slobs. I was about to threaten them with bodily harm if they didn’t clean up the place. But, they started going on again that I totally didn’t have sex with a woman who had the body of an angel carved from the finest of marble slabs, craved painstakingly by a superb master craftsman.

Salem: Why thank you~! You would make a handsome marble statue yourself, Jaune.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Ahck?! I-I-I’m sorry?! I didn’t want to tell them anything about you, but they wouldn’t believe me, so I had to say something?! N-Not a lie, you are gorgeous! Divine even… But… Uhh… It’s a little hot in here…? Perhaps I s-should open a window…

Jaune made way for a window, but was stopped in his tracks as he heard, Salem’s melody of laughter. During the time they spent at the bar talking, he spent every moment trying to get a laugh out of her. Her laughter was angelic, and her smile divine. One he spent the whole night trying to make appear before his very eyes.

Salem had told him the sad story of her life, and her past love. It was a story of sorrow, regret, and betrayal. A love that was, a life that could have been, and the truth to a lie that ruined it all.

She didn’t tell him every detail, it was her right to have her secrets. Jaune didn’t want to know everything either, they were just two strangers sitting alone at a bar. One musing over her drink, the other musing over time. He was just there to be the ear who heard her complaining, the voice to ask the question she wanted asked, and the shoulder to cry over.

Afterwards, Salem asked if, Jaune could give her a ride home. She hadn’t drunk a lot, but even a little alcohol mixed with driving a car could be fatal. And, being the gentleman he tried to be, he accepted her request for aid.

He took her home, and he would have left things at that. But, she insisted that he come in, he remembered her giving him a vague excuse of why he should stay, but he never remembered it. What made him stay was the pleading look in her eyes that beg that she didn’t want to be alone. So he stayed, and one thing lead to another, and he awoke in her bed with her resting softly against him.

It was a moment of weakness, and desire of the flesh. One that they both knew that shouldn’t have happened. But, it was one neither would deny they regretted. After that they agreed to part ways, they would never regret this moment of fleeting love shared between them. But, it was a one time deal, and they would never see each other again.

And yet, Salem was here, right now, right before, Jaune’s very eyes.

Jaune: Why don’t we go to my room? I can assure you it doesn’t look like a bomb went off at a dump.

Jaune opened the door to his room, and ushered, Salem inside his room. Salem was hesitant to enter his room, because it was his, but he assured her it wasn’t like the pigsty she was currently standing in, so she walked in. And, what surprised her ahead l was that, Jaune, once again, was true to his word.

While the description of, ‘a bomb that went off at a dump,’ was an adept description of their living room, Jaune’s room was a complete contrast to that.

His bed was made, his clothes hanged on their hooks, his floor was vacuumed, and his books neatly arrange along the book case. Even the little figurines he had were neatly in their display cases. The only mess there was upon his desk where an assortment of art supplied, and school books lay strewn about. And, if anything, it would be considered an organized mess at best.

Jaune: Would you like a seat?

Jaune pushed, his charge towards her, and graciously offered her a seat. Salem looked towards the chair, and simply shook her head at his kind offer.

Salem: No, no thank you. But, perhaps you should take a seat.

Jaune: Why, is something wrong, Salem?

Salem: Over a week after our night together, I went in for a medical check up. Standard routine check up for me, I usually have one every three months, or so.

Jaune: That’s a good routine to have. I probably should get a check up myself, it’s been a while since I last saw a doctor.

Salem: Yes… while I was having my check up… They discovered something rather… unexpected…

Jaune: You’re dying?!

Jaune didn’t understand why someone he had a fling with was coming here to tell him that. Unless, was it his fault she was dying?

Jaune was about to start having a panic attack, when, Salem rushed forward, and spoke softly as she tried to calm his nerves.

Salem: Nononono… It’s nothing like that. Quite the opposite really.

Jaune: What’s the opposite of dying? Reincarnation?

Salem laughed as she shook her head, taking off her glasses, and gently placing them on his desk.

Salem: I forgot how much of an adorable goofball you are.

Jaune: Thank you?

Salem: Jaune… let me put this to you bluntly.

Jaune: Okay?

Salem straightened her back, and started, Jaune dead in the eye. Crimson, and cerulean locked in a bitter struggle, neither wanting to look away from the beauty before their eyes.

What felt like an eternity, but merely lasted a few seconds, Salem took a deep breath, and told, Jaune the reasons she was here. A reason that filled her with equal parts dread, and hope. So, with those blood red eyes, she stared at the young man, and spoke words with a voice of steel that completely enthralled him to ever word that dropped from her luscious red lips.

Salem: Jaune… You better take responsibility, or else…

Jaune: …

Jaune: Eh…?

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arc-misadventures · 1 year

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Jaune FMK: Salem (Pre-grim), Glynda, and Saphron

Jaune: MFK?

Jaune: Okay, This is a rather easy choice.

Saphron: Really, why is that?

Jaune: Well, you’re my sister, and considering how this game is played. Someone has to die, and I ain’t picking you for the other two stuff. So… bye-bye sister.

Saphron: Wait, we’re playing MFK, right?

Glynda: If I’m not mistaken we are.

Salem: MFK? What is that?

Saphron: Its a game where, Jaune has to chose between three girls, in this case us, to either Marry, Fuck, or Kill one of us.

Salem: Wait, one of us is dying?

Glynda: I’m afraid so, Salem. That is how this childish game is played.

Salem: I thought we were deciding on who, Jaune’s wife would be, and who would be his mistress’s.

JSG: What?

Salem: Is this not a common practice, one man with multiple wives?

Glynda: Maybe back in your day, Salem, but it’s not like that anymore.

Salem: Oh… That’s a shame…

Saphron: I’m one of his sisters so…

Salem: Inter family marriages was common practice among the nobility back in my time.

Saphron: Best not let our sisters hear about that…

Jaune: Sisters?!

Glynda: Are you surprised one of your sisters may have such feelings for you?

Jaune: I knew one of them is a bloody brocon! Sister’s implies its more than one!

Saphron: So…Do you want to change it to SMB instead of MFK?

Jaune: SMB?

Salem: What is that?

Spahron: S for Smash, or Fuck.

JGS: Okay…

Saphron: M is for Marry.

JGS: That makes sense.

Saphron: And, B is for Breed~!

Jaune: What?!

GS: Dibs.

Jaune: WHAT?!!

Saphron: Okay, so you two debate on what role you’re going to do; I’m gonna fuck, Jaune!

Jaune: You’re a brocon too?!

Saphron: And, its all your fault!

Jaune: My fault?! What did I do?!

Saphron: You knocked up my wife!

Glynda: Jaune! You cheated on your sisters wife?!

Salem: And, sired an heir?

Jaune: They wanted a child, and, Saphron wanted them to be an, Arc so… I knocked up, Terra…

Saphron: And, it was hot!

Jaune: Uhhh…?!

Saphron: I overheard you two going at it!

Jaune: You did?!

Saphron: I even saw the video, Terra made of you two!

Jaune: She made a video?!

Glynda: Can I get a copy of it?

Saphron: And, I’ve never been so turned on in all my life! I want to end up pleasure drunk with a limp like my wife! Come here you blonde haired Adonis!

Jaune: AHHHHH!!!

GS: …

Salem: I say we both take him on at the same time. Jaune strikes as the type of man you could be able to satisfy both of us with relative ease.

Glynda: I agree with that, but why would we do that; What do you hope to achieve with this plan of yours?

Salem: Well, I would much rather prefer to be the woman he married than simply impregnated. You no doubt feel the same.

Glynda: I do, I would not be openly seen as a concubine, or a mistress.

Salem: Agreed, so may I propose a bet to you; The winner becomes his wife, loser becomes his concubine.

Glynda: And, what would be the terms of that bet?

Salem: First one pregnant wins~!

Glynda: …

Glynda: Deal~!

Salem: Oh this will be fun~!

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arc-misadventures · 1 year

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What are those AU, you know I find it pretty ironic that Jaune is a dragon Faunus but is still training to be a knight, because in fairy tales it’s always the knight that slays the big bad dragon, but since Jaune is both it makes me wonder just what kind of big bad Jaune will need to overcome.

It’s Just His Nature

The Grimm Lands.

Salems castle was under attack by a combined force of Hunters from across the world along with the might of the, Atlas Army along with several high ranking, and highly skilled members of the, White Fang.

They were here to finish the centuries long shadow war between the witch, and the wizard, and upon this day the war would finally come to an end.

Just not how any of them expected it to end.

Ozpin: Come on! We’ve nearly won this war!

Dozens hunters,and soldiers ran to doors leading to, Salem’s throne room, but before they entered, Headmaster Ozpin of Beacon Academy stood before them all to given them a final speech before the upcoming battle.

Ozpin: We are here, just beyond these doors lay our dreaded foe! From here on out we will fight out enemy, and we will…?!

: Oh shut up will ya!

The fellow who interrupted, Ozpin’s little speech stared at, Ozpin with a highly annoyed glare with his sharp deep blue eyes. His gold hair was flanked by a matching pair off-white horns that ran up the side of his head, peaking into a crown of three points that bore a golden hue. Giving this rather extraordinary faunas his own natural golden crown.

For he was a king. For before, Ozpin stood, King Jaune Arc, Dragon King of the Faunas. And, he was not amused.

Jaune: You’ve given over a dozen speeches for every five meters we’ve manage to take. If I have to listen to one more long winded speech I’m going to take my forces, and leave you here. But, not before I cut up your face to the point that it makes an, Apathy look handsome!

Jaune flexed his hand letting his claws flash threatening before, Ozpin’s face. With a threatening glint in his eyes as he dared anyone to face him.

It had been years since, Jaune graduated from, Beacon Academy, and even longer since he was inducted into, Ozpin’s little cabal. He had long since lost his willings to deal with, Ozpin, and his bullshit as a result of it.

And, all, Ozpin could do was gulp nervously as a series of eyes belonging to the, King’s Guard agree with their, King, and glared dangerously at the old man.

Ozpin: …

Ozpin: Okay then…

The doors to, Salem’s throne room exploded open as several individuals came rushing in to find the Queen of the Grimm sitting upon her throne looking at the intruders as if they had just come in, and served her cold tea.

Salem: Ozma… I see you’ve finally grown a spine, and decided to take the battle to my door step. How kind of you…

Ozpin: Enough, Salem! You reign of tyranny ends now! Surrender, or face our wrath!

Salem laughed hauntingly echoed throughout the hall as she rose to her feet, and descended from her throne crystal throne. Her blood red eyes stared at, Ozpin’s as an amused smile spread across her face.

Salem: And, how do you plan to do that? You know I’m immortal; You can decapitate me, crush me, incinerate me, and so many other colourful ways you could kill a person, and I would simply shrug it off as a mild inconvenience. So, what could you possibly do to stop me?

Ozpin: I will trap you in a hell that you fear more than any other.

Salem: I’m a immortal who has lived for thousands of years; I have lived through a hell unlike any other! What kind of hell do you possibly think could be worse than the life I was forced to endure?!

Ozpin: Back to where I should have left you… Back to your cage in the high tower!

Salem’s eyes widened in pure fear. A emotion that she had not yet felt in millennia. Ozpin’s threat was one that struck at the heart of her. For how better to wound her more than she already was, but to be trapped in the cage she longed to be freed from, by the very man who once set her free. And, that thought stroked the flames of rage within, Salem unlike ever before felt.

Salem: You dare…? You dare…?! You dare to threaten me! Threaten me to lock me in a tower away for all time, and eternity?!! You will die a thousand deaths, this world would burn a thousand times over before I let you imprison me once again!!! I swear you will, Ozma!!!!

Ozpin: Bring it you foul fiend for I will…?!

Jaune: Hold up! Hold up now… Before we begin I have some questions I’d like some answers too.

The Dragon king walked between the quarrying couple with his hands out stretched in a non-threatening posture as he addressed the pair.

Ozpin: Mr. Arc?! What the hell are you doing?!

Jaune: You shut up, or I’ll gouge out your eyes.

Jaune glared threateningly at, Ozpin before he turned to address, Salem.

Jaune: Okay, Ozpin told me about your past relationship. Of which I blame, Ozpin, and the Gods for most of your problems…

Ozpin: E-Excuse me?!

Jaune: But: ‘Locked away in a tower?’ What is that all about? Ozpin told me most of the world’s fairytales were made by him, so would that mean that you are, ‘The Princess in the High Tower?’ Or, ‘The Girl in the High Tower,’ which ever title you prefer. The fairytale is a title of a difference.

Salem rage faded just ever so slightly as she gazed at the rather curious looking faunas before her.

Salem: Yes… Yes I am… Was! I was, ‘The Princess of the High Tower.’ Why does that matter? Who I was back then no longer matters; that life has long since been dead, and buried. It doesn’t matter anymore…

Jaune: I can gather that, but, Ozpin… Ozpin, was the knight who saved you from the tower…?

Salem: He was the one who saved me.

Jaune: I see…

A devious smile spread across, Jaune’s face as something, some deep unknown switch in his mind was flipped on.

Ozpin: Mr. Arc… Why are you smiling about…?

Jaune: Oh… Just realizing how many many stereotypes I tend to inhabit… Seemingly out of nature, and desire than anything else. Hmmph… Ain’t that a weird thought?

Ozpin: W-What are you talking about?

Jaune: Well, since I can’t be the knight who saves the princess, I’ll just be the dragon who steals the princess instead~!

Ozpin: What the hell are you talking about?!

Jaune: This~!

(CRACK!)

Ozpin: OH GODS?!!

(Thud!)

Salem: Ohhh… His next reincarnation is going to feel that~!

After, Jaune’s swift, and incapacitating kick to, Ozpins nuts, in the blink of an eye, Jaune ran over, and picked up, Salem who gave a startled shriek as, Jaune ran for the door.

Salem: W-What?! Hey! Put me done this instant!

Jaune: She’s mine! She mine: She minnnne~!

As, Jaune bolted out the door, his royal guard quickly followed after him, throwing a smoke grenade behind the to hide their presence as they disappeared. By the time Ozpin, and his combined forces could give chase, Jaune’s forces had sabotaged all of their aircraft engines, and made their escape.

And, as, Ozpin watched, Jaune Arc, and his forces make their escape with the, Queen of the Grimm, he made the one thought on his mind vocal for all to hear.

Ozpin: …

Ozpin: What the fuck just happened…?

~~~

One Year Later.

~~~

In the hills of, Menagerie, over looking the town of, Kuo Kuana, lay the castle, Ásgeirr, home of the Dragon King, and his brood.

And, the one place in all of, Remnant, Ozpin so desperately wanted to get into. But, considering the ever so watchful guards, Ozpin had not been able to get close in the slightest. And, fear from an uprising of the faunas population across the four kingdoms, Ozpin couldn’t persuade them for an all out attack. And, many of his students tended to come from, Menagire, and benefited greatly from the, Dragon King’s rule so it was impossible for him to have his students help him. So, he would have to brave this alone. And, this time, this time he would get into Arc’s castle!

And, he would!

Only he was bound, sorely beaten, dragged into the castle.

It wasn’t how he would have preferred to get into the castle, but it worked.

He was dragged up to a balcony that over looked the city of, Kuo Kuana. Standing on the edge was the, Dragon King looking over his domain. He stood there for a moment before looking down at the intruder that dared threaten his kingdom, and his family with his shear presence.

Jaune: You know… If you wanted to see me, you could have just scheduled an appointment. That would have been far easier to do compared to everything else you have been trying to do.

Ozpin: How could I trust you to let me in?! The last time I saw you, you kicked me in the balls, picked up, Salem, and ran away with her. I fail to see how, asking you politely if I could come in to see you would have worked!

Jaune: Mmm… Fair, fair. Sometimes I just lose my mind when what one would see as a dragon stereotypes comes into play.

Ozpin: And, that’s why you kidnapped, Salem?

Jaune: The Princess, and the Dragon tropes; Yeah, that’s pretty much why I did it.

Ozpin: And, then you refused to let anyone see her! Much less know what you did with her! Do you think that helped you win any battles!

Jaune: Well, actually she didn’t want to see you, or anyone else for that matter. And, she likes her privacy, so why should I tell you what we’ve been up to. Besides I was keeping you safe by keeping you away from her.

Ozpin: I can handle her, you didn’t need to concern yourself with that!

Jaune: No, I was keeping you safe from me.

Ozpin: Safe from you? Why?!

Jaune: I’ll put it to you simply; You so much as breath on her, and I will hunt your reincarnations down for the rest of my life. And, the only thing I would ever regret is that no matter how many times I could kill you, you would eventually get away, because you would outlive me.

Ozpin: What are you talking about?

Jaune nodded his head behind him, and Ozpin’s turned, and saw Salem resting comfortably in a fainting couch. A cool drink lay in her hand as she basked in the warm sun, and the cool sea breeze. She smile softly as she waved to, Ozpin. Her smile only growing as she saw his eyes widen in shock as he noticed the noticeable bump on her stomach.

Ozpin: Salem?! You’re pregnant?!

Salem: Quite an astute observation from you, Ozma. I’m impressed.

Ozpin: W-What… But, how?!

Jaune: Considering you were a father multiple times, Ozpin, one would think you would understand how it works.

Ozpin: Not that. How did you two get together?

Jaune: Well, while the urge to grab her, and run like hell was certainly something dragon faunas related, unlike you I knew what, Salem’s greatest pain was.

Ozpin: Her greatest pain.

Jaune: Yes. Salem’s greatest pain she ever had to endure : Loneliness.

Ozpin: Loneliness…?

Jaune: Yes, loneliness.

Salem: A pain that I never even fully knew I suffered under. Until my darling King pointed it out to me.

Ozpin: Why was that your greatest pain?

Jaune: Think, Ozpin think! She was trapped all alone in that towers for years. Then one day she is freed from her life of solitude, then you died, and she was all alone again. She fought the gods to have you back, but they refused, then they cursed her to live forever, alone. Years passed, and you finally came back, only to betray her, and leave her all alone once more. Salem’s life has been one of sadness born of loneliness, rage born from betrayal, and unjust punishment. And, pain from unobtainable dreams through no fault of her own. And, now I will right the wrongs that, Salem has been forced to endure. Not because I believe I must do so for the good of the world, or some other bullshit like that. But, because I love her, and I want her to be happy.

Salem shed a few tears of joy as her beloved husband came over, and gave her a passionate kiss filled with love, and compassion for such a broken soul.

Ozpin: But, she is still her, Grimmified version of herself! What is to stop her from becoming evil once more!

Jaune: Her family.

Ozpin: Family…?

Jaune: Me, my sisters, my mother, and my father. My many wives, and their children, and the child that grows within her. Salem will have a family that loves her, and even if I die before her, she will never be left alone ever again.

Salem: Oh, Jaune…

Jaune: My Queen.

The pair shared another kiss before, Jaune turned to face the dumbstruck, Ozpin as he stared, at the, Dragon King, and one of his many beloved wives, The Grimm Queen.

Jaune: So, Ozpin. Now that you’ve seen her, what will you do now?

Ozpin eyes fell to the floor, his mind lost deep in thought until he let loose a deep sigh before addressing the happy couple.

Ozpin: It appears I was never a good husband, much less a good father was I?

Salem: Considering what happened to our first born. You… No. We… We were not good parents. But, this time, this time I will be better, but can the same be said of you, Ozma?

Ozpin: Only time will tell. May I have your permission to leave your, Grace? I have much work to do back at, Beacon.

Jaune: You have my permission.

Ozpin:Thank you, your Grace. Goodbye, Salem. I wish you well.

Salem: Goodbye, Ozpin. It was… interesting seeing you again.

Ozpin smiled as he, and his guard detail took him away from the loving couple. The only words they heard from him, was him complaining that the were restraints still necessary.

Salem: You know… I never thought I would experience such joy as I do now. I am at peace with, Ozpin. And, I have a chance to have a new life with my family. This is perfect. Thank you, my King.

Jaune: Anything for you, my Queen.

Salem: Oh really? In that case, I want to break mom’s record of how many kids she had…

Jaune: Why does everyone want to do that?

Salem: And, the next time we do it: Can we have someone else join us? My hip’s can’t handle you all on my own.

Jaune: Ha… That would be my extreme pleasure, my dear~!

~~~

While there is a chronological order to my stories. This was just one I couldn’t pass up on.

I’m just going to mark it differently on the, Master Post.

Do Enjoy~!

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Would You Keep It Down

The quartet of hero’s burst through the doors to the Grimm King’s castle, weapons held at the ready, all of them prepared for a fight unlike any other. A battle that could change the fate of the world…

Ruby: Stand aside Grimm King! We are here to vanquish you, and restore peace to the lands! Prepare to face the might of team… RWBY…?

Weiss: W-What the hell…?

Yang: Who the hell is that?!

Blake: T-That can’t be… Is that the Grimm King?!

They had expect some sort of Grimm monster! A beast of unimaginable design, and appearance. An eldritch monster that haunted a mans dreams to hell, and back. They did not expect a blond haired, blue eyed man in his early twenties, hunched over wearing light blue bed robes, and what they swear to be, Pumpkin Pete’s slippers…

: Don’t take this the wrong way but, who the hell are you…?

The man seemed tired beyond belief as he lazily drank from what appeared to be a coffee mug with the, Pumpkin Pete’s head on it. Dark bags rested under his eyes as he gazed upon them like they were the greatest inconvenience to grace his path.

Ruby: We are the hero of Remmnant sent here to…?!

: Would you keep it down. This place has an echo like a banshee. And, no one is in a mood for some uncivilized bunch of vagabonds to burst into their home, and start screaming about… Whatever it was you were going to say.

Weiss: Vagabonds?!

: Shhh!

Weiss, coiled back as the sharp retort of this mysterious individual. He soon turned to, Ruby, rolling his hand in a gesture to continue speaking.

Ruby: W-We are the band of Hero’s sent here to slay the, Grimm King. So, prepare yourself, you vile fiend, and pray to whatever gods you hold dear for a quick death.

The hunched individual soon took a small slurp of his drink before he addressed the party of hero’s.

: First off, thank you for being so quiet…

Ruby: Your welcome~!

Yang: Ruby?!

Ruby: What?

Yang: Quit being friendly to the, Grimm King?!

Ruby: Oh… Sorry…

: Secondly, I am not the, Grimm King… Technically speaking there isn’t a Grimm King…

Weiss: Wait, what?!

Ruby: Shh!

Weiss: Don’t you sush me!

Blake: If there isn’t a, Grimm King, then who are you?

: I am the consort to her majesty, Salem, The Grimm Emperess. My name is, Jaune Arc, and I ask you again, to remain quiet.

Ruby: Consort?

Blake: It means spouse… Particularly one who is married to royalty.

Yang: Wait, you’re married to the Grimm King?!

Jaune: One: Grimm Empress. Two: quiet. Three: Yes, yes I am.

Yang: But, she’s a Grimm

Jaune: If you are assuming I married a Beowulf, or some other humanoid Grimm, I can assure you, you are sorely mistaken. My wife has a very human appearance, one may mistake her for a, faunas in all honesty.

Ruby: Oh, okay… At least we know what to look for…

Jaune: And, why would you want to meet her, Highness for?

Ruby: To kill… her…

Jaune: Ah, should have seen that one coming…

Weiss: So stand aside you monster! Or, we’ll be forced to kill you too!

Jaune: Haa… It’s too early for this kind of bullshit… No, no I’m not moving, and no you won’t be killing my wife.

Yang: What makes you think you can stop us!

Jaune: Quiet.

Yang: Oh, sorry.

Weiss: Quit apologizing to this monster?!

Blake: Why not; why can’t we kill her.

Jaune: Because she immortal; My, Empress has lived for a millennia, and will live for a millennia more. You could bash her brains out, decapitate her, hell, even incinerate her, and she just come back like it was a mild inconvenience. And, trust me, I’ve seen her do it… It’s unnerving…

Ruby: B-But, how else are we supposed to rid the world of the Grimm?

Jaune: Beg pardon?

Weiss: The Grimm Empress is in control of all of the Grimm around the world, if we slay her, we can free the world of the, Grimm menace.

Jaune: Pfft! No you won’t…

The Empress Consort chuckled softly as he took another sip of his coffee, before gently swirling it around, looking down at the group of fools they really were.

RWBY: Eh?

Jaune: The Grimm are beings as old as time itself. They are in fact far, far older than my wife is. She can control them, yes, but her death will not dispell the Grimm from creation. Besides, they haven’t been bothering you in your precious little cities too much now have they?

Blake: What do you mean, too much?

Jaune: Haa… I mean this… (Snap)

With a flick of the wrist, he silently snapped his fingers, and a small horde of Beowulfs emerged from the shadows, surrounding them in seconds. Teeth bare, and snarling snouts surround ling them. The party soon stood, back to back, weapons held at the ready, as they prepared for a fight.

Jaune: Her Majesty could simply snap her fingers like so, and waves upon waves of Grimm would come crashing down upon your precious little cities till they were nothing, but smoke, and pile of broken rubble. However, we won’t be doing that…

Yang: And, why not?!

Jaune: Quiet…

Weiss: Grr… Just tell us…

Jaune: Haa… (Snap)

Another quick yet silent snap of the fingers, and the horde of Beowulfs silently left the halls back to where ever they came from. Giving time for the party to relax, but only a little.

Jaune: Her Majesty, and myself have much more important things to handle than dealing with Ozpin, and his little shadow war. Please leave, and tell him to leave his ex-wife alone.

Ruby: Wait… Ozpin, was married to the Grimm Empress…?

Jaune: Yes, and no. Back then he was, Ozma, but that was lifetimes ago. Much has changed since then.

Blake: But, if it happened lifetimes ago… Why are they still fighting?

Jaune: Beat the answer out of, Ozpin. I’m too tired to explain that, and pardon my language, that clusterfuck. Just leave, and leave us alone. We care not for his stupid little war, and we’d prefer it if we were left alone…

Weiss: T-This is ridiculous?!

Ruby: Weiss keep it down…!

Weiss: No! We came too far to allow this thing to stop us! Sacrificed too much to end here! And, we will not allow it to…?!

In the time it took to blink, the Empress’s Consort was upon, Weiss. But, no longer was the man they saw before was there anymore; Instead of Caucasian skin, golden hair, and striking blue eyes, was now an almost pale, corpse like skin, hair as white as bones, and eyes as red a freshly spilt blood. A Grimm of human’s stood before them, one struggling to contain its murderous rage.

It held Weiss’s mouth shut with a firce grip, he soon spoke with a voice of barely contained rage, as he stared down the frightened little girl of ice, and snow.

Jaune: SHUT. UP…

Blake: W-What the hell…?!

Yang: When the fuck did he bet there?!

Ruby: We’re sorry, so, so sorry! S-She’s Atlasian…?! Y-You know how uptight they get? Hehe…?!

Jaune: Hmm… Your promise to stop yelling, or must I slit your throat, so the last sound you ever make, is the sound of you choking to death on your own blood…?

Weiss’s eyes widened in raw fear as she frantically nodded her head, for she knew if this… thing wanted her dead, she would dead before she even realized it.

Jaune: Good…

Weiss: I-I-I’ll be quiet I swear! Quiet as a mouse!

She whispered softly as, Jaune let her go, his more bone coloured visage slowly disappearing to make him look more human in nature.

Yang: So… W-What was that… thing you just were?

Jaune: That is my, Grimm side… her majesty looks like that all the time, but far more elegant than I ever could.

Yang: Cool.

Blake: Seriously?

Yang: What, I think it’s cool, in that scary cool kind of way.

Weiss: Really?

Ruby: I think it’s scary cool too. Mostly scary though.

Jaune: Thank you… Now please… Leave. Her Majesty has far more pressing matters to attend… You lot will be just a distraction, one I will deal with if you get in our way.

Ruby: O-Okay… We’ll go… Bye~!

Weiss: Are we seriously going?!

Blake: Weiss, he could have killed you in the time it took us to blink! Do you seriously think we can win against that?!

Weiss: N-Noo…

Yang: Good them, we’re leaving… Bye, Mr. Arc…?

Jaune: Bye…

Blake: Let’s go guys, we need to have a word to, Ozpin about… all of this?

Ruby: Yeah, lets go before…?!

(CRASH!!!)

Yang: Something like that happens…?

Ruby: Yeah…

Ruby scythe, simply called Crescent Rose, a powerful, and deadly weapon unlike any other. However, it was bug, and bulky, and if it’s master, Ruby Rose wasn’t careful, she could easy hit something, just like the vase she just knocked over, where it’s shattering echoed through out the empty halls of the Grimm Empress’s Castle.

And all, Ruby could do was slowy turn her face towards the, Empress’s Consort with a sorry smile on her face, and a look of dread in her eyes.

Ruby: S-S-Sorry…?

Jaune: Haa… Don’t worry… I won’t kill you…

Ruby: R-Really…?!

Jaune: Yes… I won’t kill you…

Ruby: B-B-But why…?!

Jaune: Honestly… I hated that vase with a passion… So I won’t kill you…

Ruby: Oh! Thank you! Thankyouthankthankyou!

Jaune: However… She…

All froze as they heard a small cry echo throughout the halls of the castle. All recoiled in shock, and all, Arc did was drop his shoulders and sigh as he gave, Ruby a sad stare.

Jaune: She’s… She’s going to kill you though…

Ruby: Oh no…

Silence echoed throughout the hall as the sound of crying grew louder, and louder, and then, Salem the Grimm Empress appeared. Her bone white hair, frazzled, and uneven. Skin as pale as a corpse, covered by black veins in her skin, carried dark, and heavy bags under her eyes, blood red eyes. Her ghostly appearance was terrifying, and unnerving sending a chill down the spine of the group of hero’s. But, one thing about her stood above all.

There was a baby in her arms.

Salem: Whooo… Who woke the baby?!

The small child, no more than one year old, cried in the arms of the Grimm Empress. No doubt having been awoken from its slumber because of the crashing of the vase.

Jaune: It was… the red one… I-I didn’t get her name… I-I’m too tired to deal with this… I told them to leave… Then she knocked over that vase… And, yeah… woke, Thiriana up…

Salem: Which vase?!

Jaune: The one my mother got us…

Salem: That weird polka doted one that messed with the… Funksway of the castle?

Jaune: Yeah that one…

Jaune tiredly took a swig of his coffee before regretting the fact it was now cold. All the while, Salem smiled deviously as she looked at, Ruby with a mad look in her eyes.

Salem: Tell me… what is your name little girl dressed in red?

Ruby: R-Ruby… Ruby Rose!

Salem: Well then, Miss Ruby Rose, I thank you for ridding us of that most appalling vase. Considering the nature to our connection to it, we couldn’t dispose of it ourselves…

Jaune: Though we really wanted to…

Ruby: So… Does that mean you won’t kill me…?

Salem: No, I will kill you, I’ll just make sure its a quick death!

Ruby: Oh no…

Salem raised her hand in the air, untold possibilities lay within that hand, one Ruby was willing to face head on. Nut, before she could, someone else screamed out against such am act of violence. Or, one could say so at least, for one never entirely knows why babies will cry.

Salem: Oh no… Shh, shh, shhhh… It’s okay darling, mommy’s just dealing with some interlopers. These no meed to cry now.

As she gently rocked back her child, the blanket fell of revealing a small girl with Caucasian girl, with bone white hair, and deep gleaming sapphire eyes.

Salem: Haa… I just barely got her to sleep… now she’s wide awake again…?!

Before Salem, not Jaune could react, the unexpected happened, faster than the blink of an eye, Yang Xiao Long, and Weiss Schmee were before, Salem, cooing at the child with stars in their eyes.

WY: Ooooooo~! She’s so cute!!!

Jaune: What the?!

Yang: Look at her little hands, trying to grab my finger~!

Weiss: And, look at those beautiful little eyes of hers~! She going to be absolutely gorgeous when she grows up~!

Yang: Can I hold her?

Salem, and Jaune shared a look before, Jaune tiredly shrugged his shoulders. Salem bit her lip as she reluctantly gave, Yang her daughter, who held the child as if she was holding the worlds most delicate glass sculpture. Tears started to well up in, Yang’s eyes as she stared at the little bundle of joy within her arms.

Yang: She’s perfect…

Weiss: I want six like her when I grow up…

Jaune stared at the two no doubt now baby crazed woman as he looked out as the other two awkwardly stood there before looking at his exhausted wife. And, a small idea formed in his head.

Jaune: Let’s make a deal, Team RWBY…

Ruby: W-What kind of deal…?

Jaune: A simple one, you watch over our daughter for a while, and we promise not to kill you; easy enough right?

RWBY: What?!

Salem: Jaune?! You can’t be serious?!

Jaune: Why not? Something tells me we can trust these two to watch over her. And, besides…

Jaune picked up his, Empress with a startled squeak in his arms in a bridle carry.

Jaune: We can finally get some undesterbed sleep~!

Salem: Sleeeeeeeeep…

Jaune: So, What do you guys say, do we have a deal?

WY: Yes!

Ruby: What?!

Blake: Are you sure your wife will agree with such an idea? I mean we did come here to kill you, so…?

Jaune: Are you kidding? You couldn’t even if you tried. Besides, she’s already asleep.

The quartet looked down, and saw that, Salem was already fast asleep against, Jaune’s chest.

Ruby: Wow… she must be exhausted…

Jaune: Even the undying need their rest… Okay, so we have a deal?

Ruby: Okay… We have a deal.

Jaune: Marvellous~! Head down that hall way, third door on the left is the play room, you’ll find her toys, and a tv, all that stuff to distract a child’s spastic mind.

Ruby: Got it.

Jaune: Further down the hall is the bathroom, and the kitchen. You’ll find plenty of baby food for her down there, don’t grab the squash, she hates squash.

Yang: Smart kind.

Jaune: Okay… We’ll be on our way.

Ruby: Hope you sleep well, Mr. Arc!

Jaune: Thank you, Ruby.

Jaune was making his way down the opposite hall with his sleeping wife in his arms before he stop, and turns to face the group. A noticeable chill soon descended across the halls as they gazed upon him.

Jaune: A bit of a warning… Harm so much as one hair hair upon her head, I’ll break all the bones in your limbs, leave you laying on the ground watching helplessly as we destroy one of your precious little cities, and thats if I get to you first. Understood…?

Ruby: P-P-Perfectly! Not even a hair!

Jaune: Good…

Soon the duo disappeared down the halls of the castle, leaving quartet alone, where Ruby fell to her knees clutching her chest, breathing heavily.

Ruby: All of my life flashed before my eyes?!! It was really boring…

Yang: Well… Lets go take care of this little angel~!

Weiss: Can I hold her, Yang?

Yang: In a bit.

Weiss: Nawww…

Blake: Wait hold on guys… You can’t be serious?

Ruby: About what?

Blake: Watching over those things… kid?! Shouldn’t we use this time to escape?!

Yang: Blake, it’s a kid. We can handle this.

Blake: But it’s still their kid?!

Weiss: Blake, those to could have killed us with a snap of their fingers, the worst this baby can do is throw up on you. Which would you prefer to deal with?

Blake: W-Well…?

Ruby, Yang, and Weiss could only stare at their faunas friend dumbstruck. For out of everything they had gone through in the past ten minutes, this was too much to handle.

Ruby: Pathetic…

Blake: Hey?!

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Salem FMK: Jaune, Hazel, Watts

Salem: FMK

Salem: Hmmm… Well this is rather simple really.

Watts: My, Queen. Why are you choosing to play this rather… juvenile game? Surely you have better things to spend your time on.

Salem: Indeed there is, however, playing this game will help you understand my decisions in this matter.

Hazel: And, what matter is that?

Salem: Oh, just a matter of succession issues, nothing you truly need to worry about.

Watts: I can’t help, but worry now.

Hazel: Neither can I…

Salem: So, I would kill, Watts.

Watts: May I ask why, your Grace?

Salem: Sleeping with you sounds like such a bore.

Watts: Ahh?! W-What?!

Salem: You would put it in, pump it until you came, and then leave. You would he so unsatisfying not even a payed, a handsomely paid whore could fake her enjoyment.

Watts: I-I-I…?! What?! Excuse me?!!

Hazel: Ha! I’d buy that.

Watts: Shut up you brut! I’d like to see you do better!

Hazel: Well, I’m not being killed right off the bat, so of course I’m doing better than you.

Salem: Yes, but how much better would you be?

Hazel: What?

Salem: I speculate you would no doubt be a far sight better than, Watts. But, considering out past it would basically be a, ‘Hate Fuck.’

Hazel: E-Excuse me?

Salem: There would be passion, but it would not be a simple, ‘One pump dump,’ scenario. But, where would the desire, the lust, the love be? It would be fun, but it would be a fleeting joy, which is not what I truly desire. No what I truly desire, is you~!

Salem the turned her gaze towards one, Jaune Arc. A sultry, lustful smile spread across her lips, as she stared at him like starving predator. One who was ready to pounce upon its unsuspecting prey, and feast!

One might to be caught in such a gaze by a woman such as, Salem. Woman who has lived for thousands of years, and her pick of women would find this a rather comforting compliment. Except for, Jaune, he did not find this to be complimenting. After all he was currently, bound, and gagged to a chair as he struggled against his bonds.

Jaune: (MmmMmm#%?€!Phhh?!!!)

Watts: Wait, did you bring us here just to explain why you had, Tyrian kidnap this boy?!

Salem: Yes.

Hazel: Ma’am… That’s… That’s messed up.

Watts: Agreed.

Salem: I agree I may have gone… A bit far… But, I assure you I have a valid reason for all of this.

Watts: And, that would be?

Salem snapped her fingers, and the gag around, Jaune’s lips vanished as he spent a moment caough, and spitting as he groaned disgust.

Jaune: Ugh…?! Gods, it was like I was being gagged with black liquorice! Now then… Why am I here, and who the hell are all of you?!

Salem: Those two don’t matter, all that matters right now is you, and me~!

Jaune: Then who are you?!

Salem: Surely, Jaune, you haven’t forgotten about me…?

Jaune: Trust me, Lady…

Jaune gave, Salem the once over again, paying particular attention to her rather, hourglass figure.

Jaune: I would remember seeing a woman like you. But, not for all the reasons you’re thinking off!

Salem: What?! How could you forget me?! Ohh, its because of of my appearance. You are used to something more like… (Snap!) This~?

With a snap of her fingers, Salems magic made her appear with a far more human appearance. One that, Jaune recognized all too well.

Jaune: S-Seline…?!

Salem: While my true name is actually, Salem. It is still I, Seline, your wife to…!!

Jaune: WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?!!

Salem: …

Salem To be…

Jaune: Well, where have you been?!

Salem: I’ve been… busy…

Jaune: Busy with what?!

Salem: Stuff…

Jaune: GrrrRRRR!

Salem: I don’t see why you’re so upset, I thought you would be happy to see me?

Jaune: Oh, I am over the moon seeing you again, Seline… Uhhh… Salem. I really am. But, I would have preferred if you just dropped by our home like you used to; Instead of you kidnapping me?!

Watts: Uhh… My lady, how do you know this boy…?

Salem: On a whim I decided to save his mother; As a thanks for that, she promised me her first born son as my husband when he came of age.

Watts: So you had us collect him, as some sort of life debt?

Salem: That, and well… So he wouldn’t freak out, and run away from me when he saw me like… that…

Jaune: Is that seriously why you stopped coming by…?

Salem: It was… I was worried that you wouldn’t like me once you say the real me…

Jaune: Ohhh, Salem… I don’t care that you look like that. I just wanted you back in our… Back in my life. I missed you, Salem. I missed you so much it hurt.

Salem: Oh, Jaune…

Jaune: But, if that was your reasoning then I’m mad as hell! You worried me half to death! I thought that, Ozma guy finally found a way to put you down, you being immortal, and all.

Salem: How do you know that?!

Jaune: Mom say’s you have pretty lose lips when you’re drunk.

Salem: Juniper…! Oh, you’re going to get it now!

Jaune: Hey! Don’t talk to your mom like that!

Salem: My mom? What are you talking about?

Jaune: I’m going to marry you, so she’s going to become your mother-in-law. Duhh.

Salem: W-Wait! It’s just a game we’re not actually getting married… R-Right…?

Jaune: Listen, I don’t know what mom was thinking when she promised you her first born son. Honestly, I think it for the best that I don’t know. But, I do know I want to marry you, Salem.

Salem: Y-You do?

Jaune: Since I was a kid. Granted I didn’t really understand what, marriage, or love was. But, I’ve had years to think about this, Salem, and I love you with all my heart, body, and soul. I was devastated when you didn’t show up after being a part of my life for all those years.

Salem: Oh, Jaune…

Jaune: So, with all of that in mind, and more. I want to marry you, Salem; I want to have you by my side for the rest of my life until the day I die. I want to bask in the warmth, and joy our presence will bring one another. I want to have a large family, where they will stay with their mother, shower her, in love and affection even long after I am gone. So, Salem, will you marry me?

Tears fell down the immortal witch’s eyes at the bounds that bound, Jaune were loosened, and he was lifted into, Salem’s warm embrace.

Salem: Yes… Yes, Jaune I will marry you.

Jaune: Oh, how long have I wished to hear those words from you, my Witch~!

Salem: So have I, my Valiant Knight~!

And, with these words, a long, and over due first kiss was shared between the two as the melted into one another’s embrace. All the while, Hazel, and Watts watched on as tears fell down their eyes at the beautiful scene before them.

Watts: That was beautiful!

Hazel: I haven’t cried like this in years.

As the duo broke their kiss, Salem sighed happily as she rested her head against his. Jaune enjoyed her warm embrace as she stared lovingly into her eyes. But, as he stared into those blue eyes of her’s, a wicked, and devious smile spread across her lips as she gazed upon him.

Salem: You know~? Since we already agreed to it, why don’t the two of us consummate the marriage; Now doesn’t that sound like fun~?

Jaune: Oh it does~! But, no; We’re not doing that!

Salem: What, why?!

Jaune: Pay back for making me think you forgot about me!

Salem: It was only a few years, what’s the big deal?

Jaune: Ten years may seem short to you, but it was a decent chunk of my life! So, you ain’t getting any until after the wedding, that we are having back home with the rest of my family!

Salem: Ffffffine! Fine, I’ll do that…

Jaune: Thank you. I appreciate it.

Salem: Not like you a useless virgin knows what to do with it anyway…

Jaune: What was that…?

Salem: I said; ‘Not like you, a silly little virgin would know what to do with it!’

Jaune: I’m not a virgin.

Salem: You’re not?!

Jaune: Nope.

Salem: When the hell did that happen.

Jaune: Couple of months after I turned sixteen.

Salem: What kind of skank did you sleep with?!

Jaune: The woman who will be your sister-in-law. Saphron’s wife, Terra Cotta Arc.

Salem: You slept with your sister-in-law??

Jaune: She wanted a child, they wanted it to be an, Arc. So I help them.

Salem: You knocked up your sister-in-law??

Watts: The plot thickens.

Hazel: I don’t think we should be here anymore.

Jaune: Hey! It was a mutual agreement. Among other things~!

Salem: But, you slept with your sister?!

Jaune: Hey! I’m an, Arc, we don’t, ‘sleep’ with woman.

Salem: W-What…? What does that even mean?

Jaune: We, Arc’s fuck woman!

Salem: Excuse me?

Jaune: When I enter you for the first time, it will feel like I just popped your cherry!

Salem: J-Jaune?! W-What happened to the sweet little boy, and his toy trains?!

Jaune: Then, when we really get at it, you forget that man was ever inside you.

Salem: W-W-What?!

Jaune: And, when were done, you’ll look like you’re three months pregnant, and begging for more…

Salem: You’re kidding! This is just teenage bravados talking, none of this is real!

Jaune: And, what if I say it is real, very real indeed. So, what are you going to do about it; Are you going to say its a lie, or do you want to embrace reality, and bathe in blinding pleasure, and unbridled lust~?

Salem: …

Salem: WATTS?!!

Watts: Y-Yes… My, Queen…?

Salem: You’re in charge of the castle, I’ll let you know when the wedding is being held. Bye!

And, with that, she shoved her fiancé onto a Nevermore, and flew away to, Jaune’s home town for the wedding. All the while, Hazel, and Watts watched on with wide eyed, and utter confused minds. They stare at one another before shrugging their shoulders, and headed inside.

Somethings were simply best not to think about in the end.

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Well… This went places…

I regret nothing…

Enjoy~!

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