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Could we see Jaune choosing not to be Jaune Arc anymore and just become the knight? Please, with extra suffering and angst on top?

((Okay, but remember you asked for this. Fair warning, this got WAY longer than I was intending, but that’s what happens when you write at AM))

Nothing here makes sense. Mice and raccoons can talk. A tiny prince has a castle full of card and chess people. And no matter how much he walks towards the tree, Jaune can’t seem to get any closer to it.

It’s like that story his mom used to read him and his sisters, The Girl Who Fell Through The World. He can’t remember all the details of it, but the ones he can are eerily similar to his current circumstances. Talking raccoon and all.

He remembers a Knight, and wanting to be just like them when he grew up. He remembers the main character being utterly alone. And he remembers that she got out of there through the tree.

So that’s where he’s going. As much as all the evidence has shown that Remnant is better off without Jaune Arc, he can’t do that to Ren and Nora. It just wouldn’t be right.

Although as of late he’s not the best judge of what’s the right thing to do.

His sword is heavy at his side. Multicolored maple leaves blow past him. Every where he looks there’s another reminder of his failures.

Pyrrha dead because he wasn’t strong enough, Penny dead because he wasn’t fast enough. Too weak to help, too weak to heal. The portal closed and he failed Ren and Nora again by not making it back to them.

And then he fell.

He couldn’t even die right.

Jaune wanders listlessly among blue shaded trees, passing neon glowing mushrooms and multicolored flowers. The plants tower over him, as tall as a building, but he doesn’t spare them a passing glance, pushing his exhausted limbs on relentlessly.

He can’t afford to stop. He’s not sure he’ll be able to get going again if he stops moving. Just another failure.

“What are you?”

Jaune blinks, reactions lethargic. It could be a threat, could be practically anything in this nonsense world, but he just can’t bring himself to care. It’s a…

He blinks again, a shock of awareness creeping back in. It’s a…caterpillar? Or a butterfly. Some combination of both, maybe. Jaune didn’t think he was capable of being surprised at this point, but the universe just delights in proving him wrong.

The caterpillar blinks at him, eyes wide and calculating. “I’m a Huntsman.” Is he though? What kind of Huntsman abandons his team? Kills his friend? “I need help,” he settles on at last.

Help with what, he can’t say. He doesn’t know.

The caterpillar’s eyes narrow. “If it’s help you need, then I can provide,” they say, voice raspy and gravely as the earth itself. “That is my purpose, as the Herbalist” They sling a bag of leaves over their shoulder. “At least, until I’m not anymore.”

Jaune follows as the self-proclaimed Herbalist leads him through a doorway into what must be the caterpillar’s home. They bustle around, weighing herbs and grumbling under their breath. “What did you say you are again?”

“I’m…” That question again, and he still has no answer. He can’t call himself a Huntsman, not after what he’s done. “I’m a hero.” That’s all he’s ever wanted to be, but even with that he falls short. Can’t very well call himself a hero after leading his friends and who knows how many civilians to their deaths.

“So are you a Huntsman or a Hero?” The caterpillar asks, and Jaune can almost hear the capitalization in their voice. “I can’t help you if you don’t know what you are.”

“I’m sorry Mr. uh… Herbalist?” Gods he’s never sounded more out of depth in his life. “I don’t think I understand the question.”

“I don’t understand how you don’t understand.” The caterpillar grumbles, rolling their three eyes in sync. “We all have our titles, our roles to play.”

Jaune follows them deeper into their home, through a bead curtain and into a room full of smoke. “And in order to help you fulfill your role-” The Herbalist drops a handful of maple leaves into the fire, and the smoke builds like a wave. “-you should really have a better understanding of what your purpose is now.”

His purpose? His role? Jaune’s head is spinning, and it’s only partially because of the smoke. Is there a single role he’s held that he hasn’t failed at spectacularly? Jaune feels like he’s falling down a long tunnel.

“So I ask you again.” The caterpillar rounds on him. Their eyes are flashing different colors in sync with the the pounding in Jaune’s head, a psychedelic swirling beating in time with his heart beat. Distantly he realizes his knees have hit the earthy floor.

“What are you?”

And his vision fills with smoke. It fills his lungs, choking him, and Jaune’s sure he coughs hard enough to lose a lung. A cloud of the stuff expels from his mouth, pooling on the smoky ground in front of him.

“So? Are you a Huntsman yet?”

Jaune looks up, heart full of dread. Because he knows that voice, knows it like he knows his own name.

A facsimile of himself smiles back, all false confidence and floppy blonde hair.

This Jaune’s eyes aren’t shadowed with everything he’s lost, everything he’s done wrong. His smile is wide and innocent, untainted by horrors he hasn’t seen yet.

The armor on his shoulders is too big, awkwardly tightened and perfect for a young hero ready to grow into his strength. Head full of dreams of a legacy to uphold, of people to protect.

It’s still lined with iron. Pyrrha’s gilding has never felt heavier.

“What?”

“Are you a Huntsman yet. Did you graduate from Beacon?”

Jaune’s heart clenches. “Beacon fell,” he says woodenly.

“And it’s your fault your partner died,” Not-Jaune says brightly. “Let’s face the facts, if Pyrrha had a stronger and braver partner instead of you, then she would have lived.”

Jaune winces at hearing it said in so matter-of-fact a tone. He’s right, he’s no Huntsman. A Huntsman would’ve been able to help Pyrrha instead of dragging her down.

“So you’re not much of a Huntsman, but you still have this whole legacy thing to uphold. So are you a hero then?”

“I help my friends,” Jaune says. His protests sound weak and desperate even to his ears“I protect people in danger and heal them when they’re hurt.”

“But you’re also the one to do the hurting.” Fake-Jaune’s voice is cocky, in that tone he’d always put on to project the air of confidence his father always said he’d need.

“Weiss was stabbed because you were too blinded by anger. Your brilliant strategy in Argus led Blake to fight her abusive terrorist ex-boyfriend. Splitting up in Atlas got Oscar kidnapped and Nora maimed.”

Not-Jaune ticks off his failures like they’re items on a grocery list. It’s like he can’t tell that every word twists the sword in Jaune’s chest a little deeper. “Oh!” His eyes light up, and his grin widens. “And we can’t forget about Penny!”

Jaune actually chokes.

Gods how many people are dead because of him? Penny certainly, her blood still stains what’s left of his sword, as red as the sash around his waist. Weiss as well, blasted off the side of a platform because he was too weak to hold on.

He’s no Huntsman. He’s certainly no hero.

“So, what are you?”

“I…” For the third time in how many minutes, Jaune doesn’t have an answer. He’s not a Huntsman, he’s not a hero. He’s staring at his hands and they’re shaking. What even is he except a failure? “I’m Jaune Arc.”

“And it sucks, doesn’t it?” The smile on his own face looks forced, cruel and and triumphant pitying all rolled into one. “Always just barely too slow to help, too weak to protect. Always the idiot stuck in the tree while his friends fight for their lives.”

Jaune doesn’t realize he’s crying until the tears drop onto his palms.

“You don’t have to keep trying, ya know.” And for the first time since arriving here, Not-Jaune’s voice sounds gentle. Understanding. “They don’t need you, they never have. So why not give up?”

“You’re not a Huntsman, you’re not a hero. You could give up on being Jaune Arc.” He looks up. His younger self towers over him, eyes not shadowed and armor not gilded. His hands are on his hips, one resting on the hilt of Crocea Mors.

A better person than he’ll ever be.

“After all, what’s one more failure? It seems to be all you’re good at.”

#rwby #rwby volume 9 #rwby spoilers #jaune arc #the herbalist #mine #my writing #asks #soulreaver656

[dragonotaku-justineverything]

Jaune sempai after prodding from Glynda he decides to go and visit the other two members of his team! He is shocked to find they want to welcome him with open arms

Jaune took in a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves as they started to rise again. He had been hyping himself up all day for this, but now that he was standing out of the building with "Golden palate" written above it large, golden letters and easily readable on the black background and a golden plate logo in the middle underneath the writing. Nothing too fancy, but Jaune knew how much Piken had liked that name and didn't particularly like fancy.

He looked around the street he was on, fully knowing that he was just stalling for more time to avoid the conversation ahead of him. There wasn't much to keep his attention though, given how late it was. Even though it was a Friday night, only a few individuals and couples were walking down the street. The last of the nearby stores that stayed open later than others were now starting to close down for the night themselves, so there wasn't much left for people to do for the night besides loiter about. Speaking of closing down, the Golden Palate was about to as well, so Jaune really could stall any longer.

With a gulp, he stepped forward, pulled the door open, and walked in.

Susan heard the chime of the door and fought down a sigh. Of course, when they were almost closed, another guest had to come in. She was just wiping down one of the last dirty tables with a clean towel before she was going to start the closing cleaning in the back with Piken.

They had sent most of their other staff home already a few hours ago, thinking it was about to die down but ended up getting a small pop of guests not soon after. They managed it pretty well, but it was still kind of exhausting for the both of them. Thankfully the other chefs, servers, and hosts were still able to get out at decent time so they could go home and get some well earned rest. Now it was just the two of them left to deal with the closing duties. And of course the guest that just walked in.

'Oh well, I guess one more table won't hurt. Just please don't let them be difficult.' With a quick inhale and exhale, Susan stood up straight and softly patted her stomach before turning around to greet their newest guest in her usual cheerful voice. "Hiii, welcome to the Golden Palate! How may we... h-help you..."

Susan's greeting trailed off as she saw just who their late guest was. Her old team leader Jaune Arc. The towel in her hands suddenly hung limply from one finger. Surprise overtook all her senses as she stared at Jaune. Her mind was racing, but she couldn't say anything.

Thankfully, Jaune could still manage to find his voice. "H-hey... Susan... I hope I'm not... intruding or anything."

Susan silently shook her head, her mouth hanging open a little.

Jaune seemed to lose the confidence he did have at her total silence. He rubbed his arm nervously. As he rubbed his arm, Susan noticed the familiar black and blue glove and armor on his right arm. She recognized it immediately, and she could already feel the tears start stinging at her eyes.

"D-do you think that we could talk maybe? J-just the three of us?"

Susan finally seemed to snap back to the present and spoke, "S-sure Jaune..." Following a moment of silence, the cheetah faunus turned and walked off towards the kitchen in the restaurant, calling out loudly as she got near the double-swing door. "Piken! C-can you come out here! S-someone's here to t-talk with us!"

"Sure thing! One sec!"

True to the voice's words, it was only a seconds later until the door swung open towards Susan and revealed Jaune's other former teammate, Piken Dovo. Piken was just finishing removing his apron when Susan rushed up to him. Jaune was too far away, but from the way that the man stiffened up as she talked to him, he knew Piken was just as hesitant for this meeting as he was.

Jaune didn’t have very long to think about it though as the two started walking back over towards him. Piken stopped by Jaune and took a long look at his old leader. It had been over three months since either of them had seen him, which had last been a week before they had left Beacon, leaving the Huntsman life behind them. And he wasn’t too sure what to do. But he had one thing he could do. “Hey Jaune. You... wanna take a seat at the bar? I’m going to lock up the place really quick.”

Jaune nodded. “S-sure. That sounds great, thank you.”

Jaune slowly paced over to the small bar along one wall while Piken went to the front door to start locking up. Susan herself went to the back to quick finish up a few closing things before joining Jaune at the bar, though she kept her distance. She was sitting two stools away, putting an extra empty stool between them. She was hoping the space would make things feel less awkward.

It didn’t.

They sat in silence until Piken joined them and stood on the other side of the bar. Only then did the cheetah faunus feel willing to speak. “So Jaune... What brings you by? You... haven’t stopped by before...”

Well... that was a great way to start the conversation...

Susan immedately realized what she said, and worry filled her face as she tried to back pedal. “I-I mean you haven’t.... uuuuhmmmm...”

Jaune just shook his head and spoke up to get her to stop. “It’s okay Susan. I know what you meant. But you’re right. I haven’t been around a lot recently... ” Jaune brushed aside her attempts to say something more sensitive. He looked at her and Piken. Susan settled down a little and Piken just kept looking at him silently from the other side of the bar. Jaune breathed in and out slowly. He thought back to his conversation with Professor Goodwitch yesterday morning.

She had found him passed out in the training room. Again. It was about the seventh time or so that she had, and unlike she had done all the other times she found him, she didn’t just let him go. Instead she basically forced him to open up to her, no longer letting him hide his problems from her. 

And boy did he open up. 

Jaune let the last two months of stress, hurt, anger, sadness, regret, loss, guilt, and overall just pain explode out of him. Not at Glynda specifically, but just raging in the room in general. After a few minutes of ranting (and crying) Glynda calmed him down and told him he couldn’t keep training himself to exhaustion as some sort of punishment or distraction. Instead, she helped talk him into coming down to Vale and confronting his friends about what happened.

So here he was. Pouring his heart out once again. This time to the two people he had yelled at three months ago. Who he had called cowardly and pathetic for running away like they were.

“And I’m sorry. For everything I said three months ago. I was so incredibly wrong and I was angry at everything then, but I shouldn’t have lashed out at you two... I just felt like you were abandoning me for what happened to Azuri. It wasn't right to think that. It was selfish of me and I shouldn't have tried to get in the way of your own lives. I am so sorry I pushed you both away. I know you're- huph?"

Jaune was cut off when Susan had suddenly stood up and hugged him. It felt weird getting a hug from her after so long without one, but he did remember her amazing hugs. He even felt her tail come around gently wrap around his waist like she used to do. After missing only a beat, Jaune hugged her back tightly. He had missed her hugs.

"You're too hard on yourself still... Glynda came in a while ago and told us what was happening to you." Susan mumbled into Jaune's shoulder. "We never once thought that you were the one to blame. We never once thought that we were hurting you so much by leaving! We were just so scared... If something that horrible could happen to someone as nice as Azuri, then how could any of us really expect to come home every time we left. It is, in no possible way, your fault Jaune! But... Oh Jaune you had us so scared! When Professor Goodwitch told us how you were acting and working yourself to exhaustion every other day, we felt terrible, but we just didn't know what to do! And with starting up the restaurant, we couldn't go up to Beacon because we were just so busy here!"

Jaune was shocked to hear this come flooding out of Susan. Someone who was usually so carefree and so full of joy to the point of infecting others with it just by talking to them. To hear that she was worrying about HIM after the way they had parted knocked Jaune for a loop.

However, he wasn't too shocked that he didn't notice another pair of arms wrapped around him from the side. Piken had come around from the other side of the bar and had wrapped his arms around the two of them, hugging them both tightly. Jaune it returned with one arm across Piken's back. "We did try calling you, but we couldn't get through no matter how much or what time we tried."

Jaune bowed his head. He knew why they couldn't reach him, and he was pretty sure they knew as well. He had blocked their numbers in his scroll in anger after their fight. He'd honestly forgotten about doing that until just now. So that made him feel even more guilty about everything he'd done to his friends.

He promised himself, right then and there, that he'd make it up to them.

For the next five minutes, the old friends kept hugging and aired the rest of their regrets, worries, and especially apologies to each other. They actually all ended up going around in circles, taking turns forgiving one another it seemed. Pretty soon the three of them realized they were just going back and forth with saying they were sorry and then the other forgiving them. And at that point they all just started laughing.

After their laughing fits died down, it was like the tension totally cleared and they started talking like they used to for about another 30 minutes. It was so nice to Jaune to be able to talk to the two of them again after so long. And to hear them hear him out and forgive him had made him feel better than he had in months.

But it was getting very late, and Piken and Susan needed to get home and to sleep soon for work tomorrow. Jaune fully understood, and he apologized for dropping by out of nowhere without warning. Yet again, he was forgiven and told that it was fine. "More than fine" in fact by a much happier Susan.

Jaune stood up from the bar stool and was about to leave when something shifted in his hoodie pocket, reminding him of something. "Oh yeah! I also have something for you guys." Jaune looked down and reached into the pocket. He struggled for a few seconds, but then finally pulled out a huge bundled stack of Lien cards.

"Here you go." Which he tossed onto the bar.

Susan and Piken's eyes had almost shot out of their head when they saw the stack land on the counter. They didn't move or say anything. They just looked back at Jaune.

Jaune, when he saw them staring, just gestured to the stack and repeated, "Here you go."

Susan yelled first. "What do you mean 'here you go'!?"

Piken was right behind her. "Jaune what the hell?!"

Despite both of their yelling though, they had moved closer to the stack and started looking at it. Piken, with very shaky hands, reached out and picked it up delicately. He almost choked when he felt the weight of it.

"I promised I was going to help you get your dream about opening up the most famous restaurant. I know I'm pretty late to the game, but that's the start of me trying to keep that promise."

The couple stood side by side and kept marveling at the stack of money before Susan managed to ask, "H-how..."

"If you're asking how I have that much, weeeeell I sort of dipped into my savings that I'd been building with my share of the side jobs we were doing. Also I called in a couple of favors around Beacon and Vale to get a little more. If you're asking how much is there... Iiiii think it was around 10,000?"

Piken's reaction to hearing that was instantaneous, which was that he fumbled the stack around in his hands out of surprise before getting a firm, iron-clad grip on it.

Susan's reaction was also instant. "We're not taking this!!!"

The volume of her scream deafened Jaune and Piken for a brief second before Jaune spoke up again. "Yes, you are."

"No we aren't! This is a ridiculous amount!"

"And I earned or was given every cent so I get to choose what to do with it. And it's going to you and your restaurant."

"Jaune we-!"

"Susan, you really think you're going to win this? Have you forgotten how our arguments used to end?"

Susan's voice petered out at that. She knew that he was always the most stubborn one on the team. It usually took all three of them to get him to concede about something. Susan's face scrunched up, making it look like she was going to yell at Jaune again, but instead she just sighed and slouched a bit. She knew it'd be a headache to argue with him and she just couldn't deal with that at the moment. She looked up at Jaune, the man she'd known for over a year at Beacon, spending everyday with him and becoming as close if not closer than family. Until that nightmare three months ago that is... And here he was, smiling at her like he always did. Like he smiled at his sisters.

Susan looked to her side at Piken. He immediately saw her look and hugged her tightly with one arm and held the stack of money tightly in his other hand. He kissed her head and nodded at her. That was all she needed to hear. "Fine Jaune. We accept it. T-thank you so much!" 'Oh great now the tears are coming back!' Jaune gave a small chuckle and flashed a thumbs up to her. "But we're going to pay you back somehow!"

"No you're not, that's my promise to help you. Not a loan."

Piken finally joined back in on the conversation. "But you're going to accept it."

"No I won't."

The couple spoke together next in a strong unified voice that came from practice over the years with Jaune. "Jaune. You will accept whatever we do to pay you back for this."

Jaune winced under their voices. 'I hate when they gang up on me like that. Two vs one isn't fair.' "Yeah okay. Fine. I'll accept it."

"Good."

"Stop talking at the same time."

Piken and Susan looked at each other, then back at Jaune with a defiant smile. "No." Jaune's annoyed groan earned a laugh out of all three of them.

"Okay guys. It was amazing catching up with you, but I think it's too late to keep chatting. I need to head back to Beacon and you both need your sleep. I'll definitely be stopping by again soon, both to chat and if you ever need any help. And we'll chat over our scrolls a lot more too now I promise. Bye guys."

Piken did a friendly salute with two fingers to Jaune. "See you then leader."

Susan nodded and waved at him. "Bye Jaune. Please message us as soon as you can!"

"You got it Sues."

Just as he was about to walk out, Jaune was stopped by Susan calling out, "Oh Jaune?"

He turned around again, his hand still on the door. "Yeah Sues?"

"Didn't the last bullhead leave for Beacon already."

...

...

Jaune quickly whipped out his scroll and turned it on, seeing the time was 12:01. The last bullhead in Vale goes to Beacon at 12:00 on the dot to make sure students get back for curfew.

Jaune's hand fell from the door as he stared at his screen. "Uuuuuuh.... I guess so."

"Need a place to stay?"

Jaune looked up at his two friends and saw them smiling smugly at him. ‘Something tells me they realized that long before they told me...' "That... would be helpful."

Piken couldn't hold it after Jaune's reluctant admittance and let out a deep laugh. "You can spend the night at our place then."

"Thanks you guys. I appreciate it."

Pike and Susan looked at him warmly, with Piken saying, "What are friends for?"

...

...

"So does this count as you paying me back and we can call it even?"

"Oooooh not even close."

#rwby #jaune arc #glynda goodwitch #susan free #piken dovo #team jasp #jaune sempai au #ask #sfw #soulreaver656

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RWBY before Oswald is stuck in a hard place the council needs a mission done but no one is willing to sully their hands and he can't bring himself to go see jaune he tries to talk to ruby only to have her publicly rip him a new one stating her beloved isn't a tool to be used by him and the council when he sees fit

   right so sorry I took so long with this but as you can see I did put a lot of effort into this, I hope you all like it. also @bssaz97 I’m tagging you because I know you like this au and wanted to do a scene or two with summer and tai so figured it was best to make sure you were in on the new “cannon”

                                       ADAM’S PEAK

This was a disaster, not just militarily but personally. It was devastating news, and Oswald wasn’t sure just what to do about it.

A white fang general had taken the faunas’ elite troops and had gone on a mad crusade through Vale’s countryside. In a little under a week, they would cross the western mountain chains and be into their heartlands.

The fact that Adam was not acting under orders would do little to calm the hatred of vale and the other kingdoms. Menagerie might very well be whipped off the map as a result.

The actual problem was that the huntsmen were not ready for combat like this, he barely had a thousand of the newly minted warriors, and adam was marching with some six-thousand-five-hundred troops. All with aura unlocked. All with years, sometimes decades of experience in human combat. And well equipped too. The only ones with an army left after his idea to rely solely on huntsmen was Atlas. And their military commanders were… less than ready for the war to come.

There was only one man who could save them, and Oswald already owed him too much to be willing to ask him himself.

But his hands were tied with the news that came in this morning. The council of Atlas had called back the expeditionary force under the command of ironwood. There was a significant uproar over this fact, and the returning general ironwood had launched an investigation, but Oswald knew the truth.

The first battle with the white fang was a disaster. While ironwood managed to get his men out fast enough, Adam had defeated the army soundly. It was only ironwood’s impeccable tactical understanding that allowed him to survive it. With most of his army but none of the provisions as their camp was ransacked and raided as they were forced to retreat.

And now only one man could save them, and Oswald couldn’t bring himself to ask.

When he explained the situation to ruby, she had been quiet for a long time before she finally asked, “Is that all he is to you? A sword you can draw in times of war and put away when you’d rather not face the dark truth? Who do you think you are to ask him for more after what he gave! His family was nearly left destitute by you! His legacy and way of life are gone! His reputation tarnished! His very dreams now taken from him, and I have to lie awake a night listening to his nightmares! All on your orders!” she was shouting, now unable to sit with the anger coursing through her. “WHAT MORE CAN YOU TAKE FROM HIM? THERE’S NOTHING LEFT FOR YOU, OSWALD. ALL THAT’S LEFT TO HIM IS HIS LIFE AND HIS HONOR!” she was crying now Oswald reached out trying to offer comfort to the girl by she smacked his hand away.

She glared at the man she once saw as a grandfather “he’ll go, we both know he’ll go. He’s a knight of Vale. He’ll always stand ready to protect those he loves. He’ll give the full measure of devotion for his kingdom” she turned away “you don’t deserve him, none of you do, but he’ll take up lance and sword for you” her final words as she shut the door behind her “you deserve eternal life.”

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In the backroom of the council chambers, Adam Taurus smirked, looking over his weapon a katana. Menagerie had ordered him to stand down. Told him that the time of heroes was at an end. But adam knew there was one last trial left for those who sought to be a hero. One final glory before the end of the age. And his name was Sir. Jaune the Just.

Though adam preferred his other name.

The butcher of anima.

The knight’s age was coming to an end, he knew it, jaune knew it, everyone knew it. But there would be one last glorious battle before the end. It was only a matter of setting things up. He needed jaune out of vale and away from his retenue. Luckily for him, the council wanted to be rid of the knight. And of Oswald. All they needed to do was have Oswald be the one who sent jaune out, and when the hero died, both would be gone.

This battle needed to happen. It was his last chance. If he missed this, it was over. His name would never be mentioned in the history books. But if he could take the head of the butcher? Then his name would live forever as the last knight of the world. And the last great general.

When the councilors came and told him the news, he was overjoyed. But he kept his mask up. All he needed from these fools was a chance to kill jaune. Once that was done, their bargain was complete.

And vale was wide open for plunder.

Yes, if this was the last act of the heroic age, let him return to menagerie with a heroes bounty.

In a week’s time, he would face jaune at a no named castle fortress. He didn’t mind that it had no name. For by the end of this, it would be known as adam’s peak!

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Jaune stood before his army, his steel-like gaze casting over the lot of them. They were not knights, not even soldiers and barely men, but they were his. Not for the first time, he cursed the council for sending these men out to die with him rather than having the courage to execute him themselves simply. But he put aside his anger; this wasn’t about the council; this was about his men.

“Nothing is more becoming of a man than to be brave before your enemy,” he began, his voice clear and level as he made eye contact with as many of these boys as he could. Seeking to let them know he was there with them, “but a man may be afraid and still be brave!”

The soldiers, despite their nerves and apparent fear, perked up at this, “And any man who goes into battle without fear is a moonstruck fool! To be brave is to go forward anyway, no matter how a-feared! That is why I go forward in the company of so many other brave men.”

Jaune shot the men before him a grim, but encouraging smile, “I will not lie to you, I can promise you nothing but a hard struggle to come.” Jaune was met with silence before he continued you on, “What would you have me say? I will not lie, not to you, and not for any matters of strategy or state. I will not shame myself as such. But there is one thing I will tell you.”

“YOUR FATE SHALL BE THE SAME AS MINE,” the men cheered at this, “whatever glories in the battle to come, I want you to know that we shall share them, I will be by your side!”

Jaune saw the enemy army marching over the last swell of the hill, having divided themselves into two separate forces consisting of thirty-five hundred men each.

“It is a great honor to be thought of by the kingdoms as an educated and well-read man. After all, it is the home of one of the greatest places of learning in the world! But I tell you this, in all of my studies, I have never encountered the likes of our foes! They would fill bestiaries yet unwritten, and good scholars would blush to write of their perversities!”

“And finally, I can tell you as a man of learning that a book can be beneficial before a battle, I would not recommend Tacitus though, the pages of his books are very rough on your nether regions!” the men laughed. Jaune raised his sword, “THEY WILL REMEMBER!”

A great cheer went up as the men rushed to their positions, forming together in tight spear walls on the mountain’s steep incline.

For Jaune, there was only one truth that rang in his head at the moment, that invincibility is found in defense, but victory can only be found in the offense. It’s why he had ignored the small wooden walls of the “castle” behind him.

No, he wouldn’t die cowering behind the wooden wall of a fort. His destiny lay down the hill before him. And with a determined look upon his face, Jaune kicked his horse into a gallop and went down the hill; his banner raised high...

… And rode right past the second army, making their way up towards him.

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Adam would give this to Jaune; he had indeed done his best to give his men every possible advantage. A lesser commander would have hidden behind those wooden walls at the top of the mountain, but not Jaune. He had sallied out and met him, man to man, on the field of battle. But Adam wasn’t worried. Even with such a steep incline helping the enemy, they were no match for trained soldiers with armor and aura.

The poor peasants that the council had sent to die with Jaune would be remembered at the very least, as they would have the privilege of taking place in the last battle of the Age of Knights. A movement out of the corner of his eyes showed him the banner of house arc proudly dancing in the breeze, with Jaune running down the mountainside right past his army.

He immediately ordered his second army to give chase as the envelopment meant nothing to him. In time these farmers with their pointy sticks would fall, but Jaune must not be allowed to escape and rally a defense elsewhere.

It was not some three minutes later when his lieutenants spoke of Jaune coming for them, leaving Adam to gape at such an action. What Lunacy, surely, no one would be foolish enough to charge an army on their own?!

Adam had little time to comprehend his enemy’s ploy, for when he turned around to the battlefield, he was greeted with a sight to behold. For there before him, plowing through his men as if they were nothing more than dominoes to be toppled over was Jaune Arc: His horse a resplendent white; His armor a polished to a perfect shine; and with his lance couched at a perfect angle as he connected with the unsuspecting Adam’s armor.

There was a moment of resistance before Adam felt weightless as he was taken off his horse from the momentum of Jaune’s weapon crashing against his armor. Then, he felt a flare of pain as Jaune’s lance tore through his armor and pierced his heart in a clean kill before his limp body crashed against the cold, hard ground in an undignified heap.

And then, there was nothing but the void of darkness to greet him.

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Lie Ren was not a knight. He wasn’t even a soldier. He was a farmer, a poor one at that, so when the council had said they needed men to act as levies, he’d signed up. He figured they’d have him digging ditches and carrying supplies, nothing too overtly complex he’d imagine.

But not this

The world was a haze of violence and pain in front of him; faunas in heavy armor struggled uphill through their wall of spears. He thrust without thinking, hoping that it might dissuade the warriors, while every few seconds, another cry would go up as one of his allies took a blow. Nearly all of them were bleeding now, yet none dared to fall, for to fall now would surely lead to their death. Before them, the mass of knights had formed a solid wall; he’d kill for a musket like the one Nora had wanted to buy him, but it was too expensive, and he wanted to save the money to get new farm equipment.

That steam tractor seemed so frivolous right now.

A flash of steel was his only warning as the man next to him died, clutching his throat. Eyes wide, begging for help the first one but most likely not the last. Ren thrust the spear, again and again, ignoring his growing fatigue as he did so. He’d survive this, and he’d make it home to Nora, that’s all that mattered.

But how? They were surrounded.

He wondered if Nora would find another, he hoped so. She deserved happiness, more than he could offer her, that was for sure. Her smile was the best thing about her. It was what drove him to work so hard. Knowing that she’d be back at home waiting for him, he could endure any hardships for that smile. He was hoping to marry her when he got back when the farm was stabilized, and they could build their lives together.

He hoped she wouldn’t mourn too long.

It was just as he was about to give up when he saw him; Sir Arc had gotten behind enemy lines. Down the massive slope, he could see the other half of the army giving chase. And it all happened in slow motion.

Sir Arc Riding up the hill

His lance lowered just as the enemy general turned to see him.

A great screeching as the lance went through the armor of the faunas.

There was a moment of stunned silence.

And then they started screaming.

Panic took the enemy that just a second before was utterly unfazed by them. But now, with their spirits broken, so too was their aura.

The battle was now a haze of red, and Ren gave chase without thinking. He needed this, needed to kill them as they had tried before. He stabbed with his spear running down the fleeing knights as they tried to escape his spear, barely having the time to rechamber as he killed with reckless abandon.

This was no longer a battle; it was a glorious red hazed slaughter, the most potent high of rage elation and victory ren had ever felt, and he needed more, and more, and more! Let the world drown in his enemy’s blood.

HE’D KILL THEM ALL!

Eventually, though, they ran out of men. And ren came down from his high, all around him were tired bloody men, but more importantly, the field was covered in a carpet of dead knights, so much so that the grass couldn’t be seen underneath.

Ren looked at the sky, and that couldn’t be right.

The sun hadn’t moved; it was still high noon.

It had felt like hours, but…

“One thousand men, and seven and a half minutes,” came the voice of Sir Arc. Ren took in the sight of their savior. His horse, once pure white, was now covered in red. His armor the same, his eyes tired. “That’s what it took to gain victory over six-thousand-eight-hundred and thirty-eight men. All consisted of the greatest knights still living after the great war, and the Faunus rights revolution. And the leadership to the militant arm of the white fang” Sir Arc laughed, “and it took me seven and a half minutes AND A THOUSAND FARMERS WITH POINTY STICKS!” and the call went up, the men cheered and hollered. Their cries echoing off the mountain.

Ren would go home to Nora; when he did, they would make love, to the point that he exhausted her. And they would keep going until a week later when Ren’s pay would show up, along with a sizable bonus, and a note.

In time all this would happen, but for now, ren stood on the pile of corpses, covered in blood, spear raised high over his head, and he screamed his victory to the gods on the slopes of what would be known as Adam’s peak.

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Legends would be told of this battle jaune knew as he looked over the clean up being done by his men, the knights of note and the leaders were being beheaded, jaune personally doing the honors for adam. He had plans for all of them. He also had a message from adam’s personal effects back at his camp. He and the council would be having words, and all the world would know of their misdeeds.

The battle itself was the deathblow to the knightly way of life though, jaune could feel it in his bones. It was jaune’s victory purely because of the weaknesses of the knightly system. Aura was based on morale, how willing to fight a man was. When things were going well in a fight, this was all well and fine but scare a man, disrupt his concentration, and he could no longer muster the will to fight, then he was just as vulnerable as any other. Perhaps worse so, as all his skill was based on what he could do with his aura.

The weak point of an army was always their order of battle and morale. And when jaune had killed adam, it had broken them, they could have rallied, but luckily one brave warrior by the name of Lie Ren had rushed forward, seizing the initiative, and as a result, inspiring all the men behind him to push forward as well.

Lie Ren had won this battle just as much as he did.

But adam had committed everything to this battle and lost everything. The knightly system was high risk, high reward, with no real way of knowing how the results would turn out.

The huntsman system didn’t have this problem. It was decentralized, meaning you couldn’t kill a general to break the enemy’s will. And the loss of a team of hunters meant very little in the grand scheme of things. Vale could lose again and again now and still have more to give.

The system was simply a higher reward for lesser risk. And so jaune was faced with the unenviable knowledge that he was the one to end the age of knights. And that he would be the last commander for the final battle.

The after-action report was straightforward. After all, he was only writing it for Oswald. And that was only so ruby would know he was alive before he showed up with the heads of his enemy. Perhaps vale would hate him for this as well, but he no longer cared what happened to that den of vipers.

Jaune had been stationed in the mountains that will henceforth be known as Adam’s peak. He had one-thousand levies from the local farms, poorly trained and equipped. And he had been engaged by the enemy army of the White Fang numbering six-thousand-eight hundred and thirty-eight. Being made up of the elite knights and veteran leadership of the white fang. Knowing that the wooden castle walls would do him no good, he had set his men on the steepest slope in a choke point. It would not have granted him victory, but it had bought him time and had set up the next stage of his strategy.

Adam had sought to capture him for a grand execution and had sent half his army to ensure that he did not escape. Jaune had gambled on the fact that he was a high priority of the enemy general and had run past the second army with his banner held high. Jaune was right in that the enemy was quick to pursue him. He then made a suicidal charge through the back lines of the enemy and slew Adam in a single blow. Therefore, the morale of his enemy and their aura shattered the rest had been a simple mop-up action to ensure they could not rally. With him personally hunting down and killing the enemy commanders as his men slaughtered the rest.

Having followed him, the second army was already exhausted from the chase and, with their auras weakened, could not run away fast enough, blocking the first armies escape and ruining any chance of organizing resistance as units ran through each other to get away, utterly destroying cohesion.

In total, the battle had taken him seven and a half minutes. In seven and a half minutes, Jaune Arc had shifted the direction of fate and history and had secured for himself the title that all would know him by for the rest of his life.

Sir Jaune Arc, The Just, The Butcher Of Anima.

And The Knight of Miracles

#lancaster rwby #lancaster #rwby au #rwby earlier #jaune arc #ruby rose #soulreaver656

[grimmursai]

Do hunters kill Grimm or do they fuck them we know huntress's fuck them but what about guys

Well when it comes to male Grimm yeah they kill em but it’s very very rare.

Due to Female grimm always seeking out mates they usually tend to swarm hunters and have them fuck them.

Though there are rare instances of male Grimm getting it on with a cute looking hunter from time to time (lol)

#soulreaver656

[pilot-boi]

I have to ask why CatsVsDogs do you just like to see the noodle suffer?

Yes, thanks for asking :]

#rwby #jaune arc #catsvdogs #mine #asks #soulreaver656

[dragonotaku-justineverything]

Big lewd jaune and Reese are going at it hard only to have RWBY and NPR and for some reason goodwitch break down the door apparently they heard screaming jaune calmly states that this is Reese his girlfriend and kindly to get the fuck out

"AH FUCK! OH FUCK ! FUCK FUCK FUCK! DUST PLEEEEEA- AAAAAH!"

*BAM!*

The door to team ABRN's temporary dorm slammed open with an unseen force. Several figures rushed in, some with weapons drawn. These figures were the members of team RWBY, three members of team JNPR, and the headmistress Glynda Goodwitch.

"Just what exactly is going on in.... i-in... here...." Glynda's fierce entrance and strong declaration sputtered out as she, and all the students behind her, caught a good look at what exactly was in the room they just burst into.

Jaune Arc, nude as the day he was born, plowing his condom wrapped cock into Reese Chloris's tight pussy from behind her. Reese's face and chest was getting pushed down against the mattress they were on with each thrust from Jaune. Her bottom half was being held up by Jaune holding onto her hips tightly. Reese had her legs wrapped around his sides. Her ankles were crossed behind him, locked together. She was making sure he couldn't get far from her before shoving his cock back into her.

*Huh huh huff* Jaune stopped mid thrust into his girlfriend after the door slammed open, still panting from exertion. "W-wha?" Jaune looked up for the firm rear he was holding towards the door, and quickly realized what had happened. "What the hell!?"

Reese was panting herself, but still groaned in annoyance. 'Why did he have to stop when I was so close?!' She turned her head a little to look back and up at Jaune. "J-Jaune? *Huh* Why'd you stop? Huh?" What is it?" She noticed his attention was elsewhere, and she followed his gaze. That's when she saw the crowd by the door. "The fuck!?!"

Everyone in the room froze, nobody wanted to make the first move. Or some couldn't.

Pyrrha, Ruby, and Weiss were all shocked, blushing messes of incoherent words.

Yang, Nora, and Blake looked at the two fucking with interest, and were rather impressed in Yang and Blake's case.

Ren maintained a stoic outlook, but even his magenta eyes were rather wide.

Not as wide as Glynda's though. Her emerald eyes were stuck open and her mouth hung open. Her glasses had slid down the bridge of her nose, giving her an unaltered view of the intercourse in front of her, and were close to falling off.

Reese pushed herself up a bit more to properly address the intruders, unknowingly flashing them with her tits. Smaller they might be, but they were still there and very perky. "What are you all doing!?"

Yang, still looking rather shocked, leaned out a bit to the side to speak. "We... aaah.. heard screaming... and thought someone was hurt. And... well... guess not..."

Reese growled a bit in the back of her throat at the blonde bombshell. "Yeah! Guess not!"

Nora was the next to speak up. "Jaune Jaune! Who's this~?! A girlfriend maybe~?"

"Y-yeah. This is Reese guys... My girlfriend. So... uuuuh... Reese, this is my team..."

The awkwardness in Jaune's voice was almost palpable. Reese wasn't affected by it though. She was too annoyed. And horny.

The tomboy looked behind her at her boyfriend. "Yeah. Cool. Hey. Did you not tell them you'd be with me today?!"

"U-umm... no."

Reese looked incredulously. "Are you serious!? I literally told my team to get lost for the day!"

"S-sorry, I didn't think of it!"

"Y-yeah. If we'd had known-"

Reese snapped her head back around to face the new speaker, one Blake Belladonna, and finally snapped. "What the? You're all still here!? Get the fuck out!!!"

Thankfully Reese didn't need to get up to chase them off (like she was about to) as they all scurried back, some being pushed/dragged by others. Nora came back briefly just to smile, send a thumbs up to Jaune, and close the door that was still somehow on its hinges.

Silence filled the dorm room for the first time in almost an hour. Reese was still glowering at the door, Jaune was still mortified by what happened, and his cock was still very much sheathed in her pussy almost entirely. Despite being caught, her pussy was still both very tight and warm around his dick.

Jaune slowly backed his hips up, pulling out just an inch or two. "U-uh... so Reese. You w-Ghhhahh!" Jaune basically gagged on his question as Reese shoved her rear end back, pushing her pussy back down his rod. She actually kept pushing him until he fell back on the bed on his ass. Now sitting back, Reese had pushed herself up and was leaning forward with her ass in Jaune's lap, still facing away from him.

"We are NOT stopping. They just denied me finishing, so now you owe me another!" Reese slowly started bouncing her ass in Jaune's lap, pulling off his cock an inch or two before taking it again.

Jaune didn't complain in the slightest. Instead, he grabbed her hip with one hand and helped her bounce steadily. He reached around her stomach with the other and lowered it down to rub her clit.

"Haaa haahaa! Fuuuuck yeah! Work those hands my man~!" Within a minute of their new position, Reese started getting vocal again. Although this time with less volume. "I prefer riding your dick anyways~!" Jaune knew she didn't, she always preferred positions under him as he pumped into her, but who was he to disagree.

Five minutes later, Reese had picked up in her efforts and speed in her hips. And volume in her dirty talk. "YES! MmmmmMMMGGGRRR! Do it! Bury it in meeeEE!~!" Reese threw herself back hard against Jaune's chest, cumming all over his lap and the blanket in front of them.

Jaune kept helping her bounce in his lap just two more times before stopping her on one downward motion, and holding her against his chest as she enjoyed her high.

Despite the interruption earlier, Reese never let anyone stop her from riding whatever highs she wanted to ride. Be it from adrenaline while skating, or from climaxing on her boyfriend's cock.

Or the blissful high she felt after that as Jaune hugged her body, still buried cock deep in her pussy, and just watched her enjoy her own orgasm instead of worrying about his own.

...

Oh... wait a second...

Reese rolled her hips a few times, rolling and sliding Jaune's cock around with it as she did. She reached behind her and rested a hand on the back of his head. She rode him harder for a few more seconds until-

"Mnnnnnuugh."

Aaahhhh... there it is~. Reese could swear that she felt the condom on Jaune dong start to expand in her as he came, which is why he was wearing it. Reese smiled victoriously as, despite the annoying delay, she finally got what she still wanted.

She couldn't forget the victorious high she got knowing she could make her man cum like a hose~.

#rwby #jaune arc #reese chloris #jaune x chloris #reeses puffs #knighthood #ask #non sfw #lemon #soulreaver656

[dragonotaku-justineverything]

Is jaune a mama's boy **SMUTTY AS HELL**

FYI everyone, I got this not even 24 hours after I did the first SFW one! XD

Well then, lets go!

Warning: Jaune x my OC of his mother coming up.

Jaune blushed heavily and coughed awkwardly into his fist. “I-I wouldn’t say that. I-I always wanted to be more like my dad honestly.”

“Awwwww, is that so~?” Jaune’s back stiffened up as two slender, pale arms wrapped around his waist under his arms. The soft, well manicured hands coming to rest right on his jean covered crotch. “And here I thought my baby boy loved his mother~!”

His mother’s tone did nothing to ease his blush. “I-I do love you mom, but it’s just that I d-”

He didn’t get to finish since his mother cut him off. “I remember when you were little you’d always run up to me and hug me so tightly. You would love to rest your head comfortably on my thighs, and then my chest when you got bigger.” Jaune had to embarrassingly admit to himself that he did do that plenty of times as a child. “And then when you went through puberty and had started getting those cute little crushes of yours~. I believe I was the one that took care of the little problems you had, wasn’t I?”

Jaune refused to think about that at the moment. Or how his sisters had also ‘helped' him a few times. “Y-yeah. You s-sure did mom. T-thank you for that.”

Juniper rested her forehead in between her son’s shoulder blades and breathed in deeply. After a moment of silence, the blonde mother spoke up again. “Would you want me to take care of the ‘problem’ you have right now~?”

Jaune felt his face explode into a massive blush. “W-wha!?!” 

It was after this exclamation that Jaune felt something against his jeans. He looked down and saw his mother’s slender hand rubbing a growing bulge in his pants. “Mom! What are you doing?!”

“What does it look like sweetie~? This bulge must be uncomfortable, and it looks so indecent on my innocent boy. I’m just taking care of it like a good mother~.”

“Y-you’re the r-reason I have it!”

“Awwwww thank you sweetie~.”

"N-no! Not like that! I-it’s cause you’re rubbing it!”

Juniper’s next words were whispered into Jaune’s left ear, which she had to be on the balls of her feet to do. “Au contraire mon cheri~. You started getting this when I mentioned how I used to take care of your 'problems'. I just couldn’t ignore it. My guess is that you started thinking of some wonderful memories with your mother~.”

Jaune’s face turned pure scarlet as his mother gave his crotch a gentle squeeze. “M-mom!” Though, it didn’t matter what Jaune tried to say to defend himself now. His treacherous cock twitched in longing under his mother’s hand.

Juniper giggled at her son being all flustered like he was a kid again even though he was a licensed Huntsman. “What do you say honey? You want me to make this uncomfortable thing go away~?”

Jaune was silent for a few seconds, but eventually mumbled out, “I-I can d-do it myself...”

Juniper hummed lightly, doubting what her son said. She didn’t take her hands away, and Jaune hadn’t made a move to remove them himself. So she stood on the balls of her feet and rested her chin on Jaune’s left shoulder, putting her head next to her son’s. “I suppose you could, but why do it yourself when I would make it feel so. Much. Better~?” With the last three words of her argument, she rubbed her open palm against Jaune’s jean covered boner.

And with those three strokes, Jaune’s willpower crumbled. “...C-can you please do it...?”

Juniper smiled happily when she heard her baby ask that. Though, it wasn’t exactly what she wanted from him. She gently closed her fingers around Jaune’s crotch and gave it a soft squeeze. “’Can you please do it’, what Jaune?” Jaune mumbled an answer, but Juniper couldn’t understand it. “What was that?”

Juniper could feel the heat coming off her son’s face on her own cheek. “.....Can you please do it... mommy?”

“Mmmmhmhmhmmm.” Juniper happily hummed in the back of her throat. It was definitely a guilty pleasure of hers hearing her kids calling her that. “Of course sweetie. Now just come sit down and I’ll ‘take care’ of your problem~.” Juniper took her hand off Jaune’s crotch and backed away from her son. Jaune walked over to the nearby couch in their family room and sat down on the edge much faster than he’s like to admit, though his blush was still very present. Juniper followed her boy with a sultry smile still on her face.

As Juniper walked up to her sitting, she added way more bounce to her step than she needed too. Well~... to get her large chest to jiggle the way she wanted to for her boy to see she needed to~, but not to walk over to him and get on her knees between his spread legs. She lent over, giving her son an excellent view of the top of her deep cleavage through her dress's boob window. Her soft hands rested on his legs near his ankles. Then she slowly slid them up his calves, past his knees, and onto his thighs. After giving them a firm squeeze, she moved them to his belt and swiftly got it undone and pulled it out of the way. She moved her gaze up to Jaune's face and made perfect eye contact with his shy, yet excited, sapphire eyes. Then, with a loving smile, she moved her hands to his jean's button and zipper.

*Ziiiip*

"Hoooh fuck mom!" It blasted up to a 6-star though as soon as she closed her mouth around his head and started swirling her tongue on his head. w torturous the waiting was while she took her time. He also forgot the excitement he felt swelling up in him... and definitely in his cock as well.

*Thup*

"Oh my hmhmhm~." Juniper's whimsical giggle seemed a tad out of place as her son's cock popped out of his boxers after she pulled them down, ever so slightly slapping against her face. She kept her cheek pressing against it's veiny shaft, showing Jaune just how big his cock looked compared to her face. His cock was almost longer than her head, something Juniper felt the need to comment on. "You really have grown since the last time we did this haven't you sweetie~? At least an inch or two~." Juniper rubbed her soft cheek against Jaune's hot, hard, and throbbing cock in one long stroke. When she got closer to the tip, she gave it a quick kiss just below its head and pulled back.

"Mmhmhm!" Jaune's whimper was involuntary, but still a truthful indicator of how that kiss felt for him. He was so sensitive that all the light touches from her felt amazing. Granted not as amazing as what was about to happen.

"Aaaaa-" Juniper made a 4-star show out of opening her mouth and slowly lolling her tongue out, then moving to have them right above Jaune's cock. It lost a star only because of the cruel amount of anticipation she was putting her son through.

"Hoooh fuck mom!" It blasted up to a 6-star though as soon as she close her mouth around his cock and started swirling her tongue on his head.

Juniper normally didn't like hearing any of her children swear, but at moments like this she couldn't help but take it as a sign that she still had it. Her tight lips trailed down her boy's cock, going all the way down to the base and feeling his balls with her chin. The head of his cock was stuffed down her throat with little gagging from her. 'Oh yeah~. Mama's still got it~.'

Jaune had already started breathing heavily by the time his mom's lips reached his crotch. His once idle right hand found the back of his mom's head and just rested on top of it. He knew he wasn't in charge by any means, but he just loved her mouth on his cock too much to stop himself. He bucked his hips a bit into her mouth.

Juniper felt the hand on her head and the bucking of his hips. Despite what her baby thought he wanted, she knew how to really please a man~. As Jaune kept panting and moaning, she dragged her lips back up his cock and started bobbing her head, making sure to keep her tongue pressed up on the underside of his shaft each time she pulled back up.

"Mmmm mmmmaa ggghhmm hmhmh~!" Juniper couldn't help but moan and giggle around his cock as she sucked him off. She just thought he looked so cute the way he was blushing and squirming from the pleasure her mouth was drowning him in~. But they were going a bit too quick for her tastes. Juniper gently pushed his hand off her head and pulled her mouth off completely on her next bob, then watched as his cock stood just as erect as before, but now glistening with a good coating of her spit.

Jaune wasn't too big of a fan of this as he moaned in disappointment. "M-mooom! W-why did you stop?!"

Juniper smiled at her boy and raised a single hand and started stroking him off with just two fingers and thumb, but it got Jaune panting again right away. "Because you're being too quiet dear~. I want to hear you~." Her hand started stroking a little faster, getting a satisfying *shlicking* sound. "Let mommy hear just how good she's doing and how good she’s making you feel~."

Jaune felt his toes curl as she picked up speed. His hands, now no longer needing to be gentle with his mom's head, clenched closed on the couch next to him. "Y-you make me feel r-really good mom..."

"Good effort, but let me hear you do a little better sweetie~."

After a little panting, Jaune tried again. "Y-you make my c-cock- HA!" Juniper's hand sped up more and briefly cut Jaune off. "M-mom! Y-your hand f-feels really good!"

"Oh thank you Jaune~. Is it helping your earlier problem~?"

Jaune nodded frantically, getting Juniper to add the rest of her fingers to her handjob. "Y-yes! Y-you always h-help me take care of them!"

"Does mommy make you feel better than anyone else~?"

"Y-yes!"

Juniper definitely liked hearing that~. She moved her head back over his cock and said in a low husky tone, "Are you going to be a good boy~?"

"Y-yes I am~!"

"I know you are Jaune. And you know, good boys cum for their mothers when they want them to~. So cum for me honey, cum as much as you want to~! Aaaahmmmph~." Juniper took his cock back into her mouth, taking only two inches into it and kept stroking the rest of his slick shaft. Her free left hand had risen up and slowly began rubbing Jaune's thigh lovingly. All her attention and effort was focused on making her baby boy feel as good as possible and getting him to cum.

And she was doing a fucking amazing job at it.

Jaune could feel his legs shaking, but he couldn't move them. His mom's mouth was sucking and licking his cock head so quickly. Her hand was pumping up and down the rest of his length with a perfect amount of pressure. The hand that was on his thigh had trailed inwards and gently brushed along his balls. It was just too much. His mom was just making him feel too good. "Haa haa haaahaaa. M-mom! I-I- so good~! Mom! I 'm cumming!"

Juniper didn't even flinch or recoil in the slightest as she felt her son cum into her mouth. She reveled in the sight of her baby clenching his eyes shut briefly as he unloaded into her mouth, and relished in the familiar taste of his cum pooling up in her mouth. It was just so thick and fun to roll her tongue in~. She felt his cock's twitching slow down and his ropes of cum entering her mouth slower and slower until he stopped. With two quick gulps, Juniper swallowed all his seed and pulled her mouth and hands away from his cock.

"See sweetie, isn't having your mother tak- Oh!" A slight yelp of surprise escaped from Juniper as she found out Jaune's cock wasn't done cumming. A final shot of cum spurted out and landed on her chest, right in her boob window and on top of her tits. "Oh my Jaune, I guess you weren't finished yet."

Jaune stared at his cum on her tits for a few seconds before pulling his eyes away off to something on the other side of the room. "S-sorry mom!"

Juniper waved him off, with her still saliva coated hand. "No worries dear, it's an easy clean up." With the same hand, she reached down and scooped up the cum that she could off of her boobs and licked her fingers clean. "See~? All gone~. But, I should still go take a shower and put a change of clothes on anyways. You might want to fix yourself up too before any of your sisters get back. Unless you want them to know we left them out and think you could go another dozen rounds with them~."

Jaune nodded dumbly to what his mother said, still looking away at the wall with a blush. Juniper giggled one last time before putting her clean hand on his shoulder and leaned down towards him. She gave him a soft kiss on his cheek, then pulled him forwards a bit to get her mouth by his ear and whispered sensually, "You'll always be my good boy honey~."

Juniper stood up and turned around in one smooth motion, leaving Jaune and his slowly softening cock sitting there on the couch. Leaving him nothing to do but enjoy the post climax bliss, and the shaking of her ass as she strutted away.

After a minute or two of just sitting there, Jaune finally moved to pull his boxers and jeans back up. "I guess I still am a mama's boy... I don't think I mind that..."

With still a healthy coloring of red on his cheeks, Jaune got up off the couch and on with his day, the only problem he had now was his legs feeling like jelly still.

#rwby #jaune arc #juniper arc #mama arc #arc family #my oc #jaune x juniper #jaune x mama arc #ask #non sfw #lemon #soulreaver656

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So now that Hera has her family reunited before going to annihilate cinder and co do they get to spend some much needed time together

The two year old large puggle wuggle peacefully rested her head in her Mama’s lap, taking up most of it, as she sat on a couch and she was laying on it beside her. Since her Mama came back, Hera had barely let her leave her sight for more than a minute. She had a lot of time to make up for! And she couldn’t wait to show Mama just how strong she’d gotten traveling with Papa!

Pyrrha looked down to her lap and the large fluffy head in it. It wasn’t too long ago the Pyrrha remembered Hera being so small that her head basically could fit in one of her hands. As she lovingly began to stroke Hera’s snoot and head lightly with her fingers, Pyrrha couldn’t help but think to herself, ‘How long was I gone? Hera’s gotten so big now. And she’s much more outgoing. I would never have thought she’d openly growl at strangers on the street before today. She must be a lot heavier now too…’

Pyrrha’s thought train stopped as a hand was gently placed on her shoulder. The champion turned her head and followed the hand back to her boyfriend and love of her life, Jaune Arc. He was standing behind the couch, directly behind her. He was dressed in casual clothes just like she was, and holding a food tray in his free hand. He was also smiling that warm, goofy smile of his again. She loved that smile dearly. Jaune moved his hand and began walking around the couch to the front, saying, “You looked worried Pyr. Everything okay?”

Pyrrha nodded, still absent mindedly petting Hera. “Yes, I was just thinking.”

Jaune set the food tray down in front of her on the coffee table and sat down on the armrest of the couch just next to her. “About what?”

“Just… how things are now.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Things are just so… different now than they were. Back before I… died. I mean, just look at Hera.” The puggle wuggle opened her eyes and looked at her Mama after hearing her name. “She’s so much bigger now… and her growling at those people today, that’s so unlike her…”

Jaune did what she said and looked down at his not so little girl anymore. It was true, she was now at least a foot taller than back when they were in Beacon, coming up to his waist almost now. “Well… she missed you. A lot. More than even I did maybe. She’s just being protective of you. She’s grown a lot since you’ve been… away. You know… I never did have the heart to try and explain what happened to you to her.”

Pyrrha kept looking down at Hera, who had gone back to peacefully dozing off after not being addressed after hearing her name so many times, she obviously wasn’t being asked anything directly, so no reason to worry. Pyrrha then asked something that had been worrying her for quite some time. “Jaune… how long have I been gone for exactly?”

Jaune’s eyes scrunched a bit in confusion. “What?”

“How long has it been… since Beacon?”

Jaune’s eyes relaxed with realization of what she was talking about. “Oh…. wow, I guess you wouldn’t know that huh. Well… I guess… a-about a year now actually…”

Silence... that is all that came from Pyrrha. For almost a minute no other sound was made other than Hera’s even breathing. Then in a quiet voice, she spoke up finally. “A-a y-year? S-so long, no wonder so much has changed... my poor mother... you and Hera... Ren and Nora, everyone, I-I... I’m so sorry. I-I-” Jaune’s hand on her cheek stopped her rambling.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. You did nothing wrong.”

Pyrrha looked at Jaune, tears filling up in her eyes. Her hand had stopped moving along Hera’s head. “I-I went up to that tower though. E-even though you told me not to, even though you tried to stop me I still went. A-and look what happened!”

“You’re back now though. And going up that tower despite all the odds, to fight for what you thought was right. Yeah, I wish you hadn’t gone up there, but I know it’s who you are and it was your choice to make. Like I said, you’re back now though and what’s done can’t be changed. We’ll just need to make up for some lost time I guess.”

Pyrrha, who’s tears had finally fallen from one of her eyes and were trailing down one of her cheeks, looked at Jaune with a mixture of joy, sorrow, pain, and love. A warm, soft, and wet feeling on her hand made her look down again. Hera was looking up at her Mama, tongue still out and licking her Mama’s hand. Hera, now seeing she had her Mama’s attention, put her head back down in her lap, still looking up at her with her big eyes. She didn’t mean to, but she was giving her Mama the classic puppy dog eye look like she was begging for something.

Pyrrha, feeling reassurance from two people she loved, felt some of her unease leave her mind and heart. Her hand went back to gently petting Hera, to the puggle’s joy, and smiled slightly at Jaune. “Yeah, I suppose we will, won’t we?”

Jaune joined Pyrrha in smiling. “I can’t wait.” 

He leaned forward and softly kissed her, to which she kissed back. It wasn’t their first kiss since she came back, but it was still one that they would remember.

For three reasons.

One being the touching moment that led up to it. 

Two was because Hera, after looking back up to see her Papa and Mama kissing, decided to join them. She quickly got up and licked them both, right in the middle of their kiss. And then a few more times each after they separated in surprise.

“Bwah! Hera! No stop! Hahaha”

“Oh really Hera haha! Okay okay, thank you for the kisses! Now please stop!”

Neither of them seemed too bothered by it though.

And three, was the third person watching it all. “Good girl Hera!”

Jaune and Pyrrha stopped in their not too sincere commands to Hera for her to stop, and looked over to the new voice they heard. “Saph! What the heck!? Were you watching us?”

There stood Saphron, at the base of the stairs of her home. Arms crossed, a knowing smirk on her lips, and amusement in her eyes. “What? You two were being so lovey dovey you just didn’t hear me come down. Not my fault you were being too mushy to hear me. Seriously though Jaune, that was some grade A stuff you said to her.”

“Saph!”

“Mom would be so proud of her little man~!”

“SAPHRON!

#rwby #hera #hera the puggle wuggle #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #jaune x pyrrha #arkos #ask #sfw #fluff #soulreaver656

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Who's your favourite waifu in fairy tail

Erza Scarlet/Belserion, hands down. She's beautiful, caring, badass, redhead, and she is one of the strongest females in anime that I know of that isn't grossly overpowered.

Yeah, she's definitely number one from Fairy Tail for me. She's definitely a contender for my favorite anime girl in general too.

And probably my favorite outfit of her OF ALL TIME! 😍

#fairy tail #erza scarlet #erza belserion #personal opinion #personal ask #ask #sfw #soulreaver656 #pics

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Jaune senpai au

Tell me what happened to his team and what mission went south I must know

Okay, fair warning to you readers for what’s ahead. This is the background for what happened to Jaune’s team. It’s sad. Like, so sad I actually teared up writing it and then when going over it.

But in a morbid way I guess that means I did well with it???

Anyways, don’t read if you aren’t prepared to possibly be sad by the end.

But hey! I kind of made my own OCs for this so that’s pretty of cool!

“Team Jasper’s finally back everyone!”

That excited call into Beacon’s cafeteria made a small stampede of students get up and rush out the large doors. A small crowd had already formed by the time the first year students from Team CFVY arrived. They had to be some of the farthest back from the Bullhead when the doors finally opened.

Coco, Fox, and Velvet all had a hard time trying to see over everyone in front of them. Only Yastuhashi was able to really see over the crowd thanks to his height. 

Coco knew this as well. “Hey Yatsu, what can you see?! Are they really back?!”

“One moment, I can’t see them yet.”

“Come on! They’ve been gone for weeks!”

Velvet felt her ears droop a little in worry that they weren’t actually back. In all honesty, she hadn’t stopped being worried since the knowledge that the second year students of Team JASP hadn’t returned after a week from their first solo trial mission was spread around. That worry only increased in her as days continued to go by without their return. Velvet wasn’t the only worried one either. Many of the student body were afraid of what might have happened to them, even if they didn’t show it. Velvet knew one of those people was Coco.

“Ah! I see them!” Yatsuhashi’s happy announcement got sighs of relief from Velvet, a smile and a relieved huff from fox, and a beaming smile from Coco.

Coco adjusted her sunglasses and said confidently, “Sweet! See I told you softies that they were fine!”

Velvet rolled her eyes and reminded her leader of the fact that she was the one to ask around the cafeteria almost everyday if JASP had returned, which led to some strong denial from Coco. Coco’s denial only grew stronger when Fox joined Velvet’s side to tease his leader.

As their playful arguing continued, Yatsuhashi kept looking at the bullhead. He noticed something. “Wait...” That one word was quiet, but it made his teammates stop and look at him again. “Something isn’t right.”

“What? What do you mean ‘something isn’t right’? They are back aren’t they?”

Since Coco kept talking, she didn’t realize that the crowd had fallen almost completely silent. Only Velvet was able to pick up the few things that were being said throughout the crowd.

‘Oh my Oum...’

“What happened...’

‘This can’t be real...’

‘No...’

These along with quiet, shocked gasps are what Velvet was able to hear past Coco talking to Yatsu. Coco was silenced when Yatsu finally interrupted her. “Azuri is...”

He didn’t finish, but the message got through. Coco turned away from Yatsu just in time to see that the crowd had started to part. As they did, all of Team CFVY could now see for themselves why they were.

They saw Jaune Arc walking out in front. He was carrying something bundled and wrapped in a white sheet in his arms in a bridal carry. The bundle was unmistakably a person. When Jaune passed by Velvet in the crowd, who was devastated by what she was seeing, she could see just a little bit of azure blue hair inside and contrasting with the white cloth. That hair belonged to Jaune’s partner, Azuri Stygia.

Jaune’s other two teammates, Susan Free and Piken Dovo, were walking several feet behind him. Susan Free is a cheetah faunus with a tail as her trait and Piken Dovo was a dark skinned human with his black hair held back against his head with a green and brown headband. They were walking shoulder to shoulder with each other. Piken had one arm around her back with his hand resting on her waist, and his right hand was holding her left hand. It looked like he was supporting her. Susan’s cheeks were red and her eyes were bloodshot, showing she’d been crying. This shook everyone that noticed because it was a common fact that almost nothing dampened Susan’s happy free spirit. And no one had ever seen her look this....broken.

The three members of team JASP didn’t stop walking. They didn’t talk to anyone, they didn’t even look at anyone directly. They just walked past everyone. 

“P-Piken?” A small voice got the man’s attention. He slowed his walk with Susan and looked to the direction of the voice. Velvet looked close to tears when Piken looked at her.  “W-what happened?”

He just looked at her with his own sad eyes. A choked whimper from Susan drew his attention away from his underclassmen briefly when he looked to the woman in his arms to make sure she didn’t break down again. When he saw she was still holding herself together, he turned back to Velvet, and subsequently the whole crowd since they were all behind them now. In a quiet voice he said, “Grimm... just.... so many grimm.” He turned back to look at Jaune, who hadn’t stopped and was now a good distance away from them. “Later.... we can talk later.” Without another word he picked his pace up with Susan to catch up to their leader, leaving the shaken crowd behind.

Team JASP was back... but there was no more joy for their return.

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“What happened Mr. Arc.”

Ozpin’s voice was soft, caring, and understanding. However, to Jaune he might as well have screamed at him. The boy stared blankly between his knees at the floor of Professor Port’s office. He didn’t want to talk. He wanted to head back to the infirmary to be with his team...

He had dropped Azuri’s.... he had dropped Azuri’s body off in Beacon’s infirmary first thing. Piken and Susan went there as well. Not a minute after he arrived and headmaster Ozpin shoved the doors to the infirmary wide open and entered at a brisk pace. He asked Jaune if he was okay enough to give an explanation of their mission. 

He was... he was always okay... his damn semblance made sure of that.

So he left with the headmaster, leaving Piken and Susan to be checked over and examined in the infirmary while he recounted their mission to him. They’d gone to the nearest office for privacy, which just happened to be Professor Port’s. Classes were still in session, so the jolly professor wasn’t there. They both took seats across from each other.

“Mr. Arc, Jaune.” Hearing his name got him to finally look up to the headmaster. “Please. Tell me what happened.”

It took a moment, but Jaune started the story. “We got to the village no problem. After a day there learning info from the residents, we went out to exterminate the grimm in the woods near the village. We went out for several hours and found what Grimm we could, about two dozen, and killed them. We did the same thing the next and found another two dozen more Grimm, which we then took out as well. We did it a third day and found almost another two dozen. No matter how many we took down, there still always seemed to be just about the same amount the next day. Their numbers weren’t going down. We knew something else was going on.”

“What kind of Grimm were there?”

“Beowolves, Ursas, A small swarm of Lancers one day. Nothing uncommon at least.”

Ozpin nodded along. “Okay, apologies for interrupting. Please continue.”

“We knew something else was happening in those woods, so the next day we went out and decided to follow the tracks the Grimm made after we disposed of them. They lead back to a... cave. A fissure? It was just like a hole in the ground, but with an incline down into it. Before we could even question what it was, a huge horde of grimm poured our. Practically every Grimm we’d faced up until then was coming at us all at once. We were caught off guard and scattered. We must have fought them all for over 20 minutes straight but we did it. There must have been five or six dozen after everything was said and done. Piken was barely standing, Susan had lost one of her swords somewhere, Azuri was exhausted, and all three of them barely had any Aura left.”

“And you?”

Jaune’s hand clenched into a fist. “I... I was better off. I just kept my Aura up with my semblance, but I couldn’t reach any of them to boost their aura, so they were drained. After the last grimm fell, we were still trying to catch our bearings. I finally realized I should start trying to amp all of their auras. Azuri was the closest, so I went to do her first. I just started to use my semblance on her when... a roar came from the hole.”

Ozpin leaned on his interlaced fingers. Every word Jaune said he committed to memory, and he paid every ounce of his attention to him as he continued. “A-a Beringel... it just came charging out of the hole. It rushed right towards me amplifying Azuri. I was so...so scared I didn’t move. If Azuri hadn’t tackled me out of the way, it would have crushed us. It kept charging, but now it’s target was Susan. It was on her in seconds... we just watched as she screamed and then it hit her and sent her flying into the woods out of sight. Piken screamed after her, but that just drew it’s attention to him. That’s when I noticed something different about it. I-it had a log in it hand... and it used it like some kind of club.”

Professor Ozpin’s eyes widened at this. The creatures of Grimm rarely used tools or objects as weapons. That must have meant it was somewhat old... and smart because of it. Ozpin stayed quiet while Jaune kept talking.

“It started charging Piken, but I yelled and got its attention before it reached him. I yelled at him to go take care of Susan and the Beringel roared before charging me. I left Azuri and sprinted away, just trying to keep its attention. It worked, but it also caught up to me. I tried to block with my shield, but when it hit me with that log I just got sent flying into a tree. The impact also broke my left arm instantly. I was barely able to start getting up when it started coming at me again. I... I thought I was dead. Then Azuri came rushing in, shooting away at it. It had so much armor on it the bullets just glanced off it. But it got its attention on her. It charged her and she charged it. The Beringel tried to hit her, but she rolled out of the way. She kept running and dodging, shooting it every chance she got. Then the bastard landed a blow. It swung its arm back wildly and she wasn’t expecting it, so all she could do was try to block it. She took the hit and got sent flying, but she somehow landed on her feet and just went right back into the fight. She was fighting this monster by herself and all I did was just sit there and watch because I was trying to fix my arm! My fucking broken arm! She was fighting alone all because I HAD TO TAKE CARE OF MY OUM DAMN BROKEN ARM!”

Jaune didn’t try to stop himself from yelling, and neither did Ozpin. “She was fighting with everything she had, barely any ammo, dust, or Aura left, and I just sat there on my ass! I watched as she took hit after hit, and kept getting back up every time! I-I-!”

Jaune’s voice cracked and he ran his hand up his face, where he realized that there were tears going down his cheeks. His hands went into his hair and clenched, yanking on his blond strands in anger. He took quick, deep breaths, trying to calm down. Ozpin watched his student with understanding eyes, but let him be.

Jaune got himself calmed down enough to continue, but his voice was now shaking. “I... I just watched... as t-the Beringel kn-knocked and tossed her around. I-I was a-almost done w-with my arm. Then...then it swung its club at her. A-Azuri must h-have had a plan, b-because when it did she jumped at it.... S-she was able to j-just barely t-touch it’s chest, b-b-but she s-still got hit.” 

Jaune’s voice was audibly getting shakier and devastated. Jaune could feel himself openly crying now. Nothing was stopping the tears from coming again. “S-she just h-hit the ground a-a-and didn’t move... I-I screamed for her to get up, b-but she didn’t. She didn’t.”

Jaune fell silent, the only sound he made was from choking on his own breath. Ozpin watched the boy in front of him break down into silent sobbing. He knew this pain all too well, and regretted that he was going through it now.

After a minute, Ozpin thought it was safe for him to ask, “What happened to the Beringel?”

Jaune sniffed deeply and wiped his eyes on his sleeve. Some deep breaths and thinking about what indeed did happen to the Beringel helped to calm him down and get his voice back together. He’d already cried his eyes out once, he can’t do it again now. “Azuri blew it to pieces.”

“I’m sorry?”

“She used her semblance when she touched him. After she was hit, the monster’s chest puffed up and exploded. Before it even dissolved, hardly anything above it’s legs was in one piece.”

“I see. Ms. Stygia’s semblance, Direct Redirection if I recall.” Jaune nodded. “So after the Beringel was defeated, what happened.

“My arm was fixed enough to move by that time, so I rushed over to Azuri and I-I tried to heal her... but I-I couldn’t do anything.... I was too late. Piken found us and was carrying Susan with him. She was unconscious and had several broken bones. Piken and I carried both of them back to the village.” Jaune didn’t mention that the trip was filled with the two of them crying the entire way. “We got back to the village and they took us in to treat our wounds. It was four days before Susan woke up. I helped her Aura heal her bones, but I couldn’t wake her up, so we had to wait.” Jaune clenched his eyes shut when he remembered how she cried when she found out about Azuri. “A-as soon as we were able to travel, we got on the first Bullhead we could. Now we’re back.” 

Ozpin sat in silence, digesting everything he just heard from Jaune. “I see. I am terribly sorry for what has happened Mr. Arc. I shall notify her family right away.”

Jaune didn’t say anything. He was tired of talking. He was tired and wanted to go be with his team.

“You may go Mr. Arc. I am so sorry you had to experience all of this even though you’re still only a student. I will check to see how Ms. Free and Mr. Dovo are doing when they are released from the infirmary.”

“Why are you sorry for me? Azuri’s the one who died.” With that, Jaune stood up and left Professor Port’s office and headed back to the infirmary.

The headmaster just watched the door close behind the boy. There was nothing he could really say to alleviate the pain that Jaune felt right now. He knew because no matter what people had told him in all his past lives, it never helped the pain of losing someone close to you. ‘Mr. Arc, I am sorry to say that it is those that go on living are usually the ones that truly suffer, not those that we lose.’

Jaune walked down the empty halls of Beacon, heading towards the infirmary. His thoughts drifted to something that he hadn’t disclosed to the Headmaster. That being Azuri’s last words to him.

He’d gotten to her and his attempts to heal her were too late, but it had helped Azuri hold on to life just a little bit longer, and she used that time to tell him the last words she’d ever speak. 

Jaune had Azuri’s back laying in his lap as he poured every ounce of his Aura into her, trying to save her, to help her, to do anything. Her blue hair was spilled out over his leg and had leaves in it. In a normal situation, she’d ask him to help her fix it. But things were never going to be normal again.

Jaune felt her soft fingers brush his hair aside, out of the way of his eyes, and then rest on his cheek. “J-Jaune.... please....tell my Mom and brother I love them, and that I’m so happy to have been able to help so many people. Tell Piken he better keep making that amazing food of his. Vacuo definitely needs some decent cuisine someday. Susan...tell her never to lose her spirit, cause then she’ll always be free no matter what. And Jaune...” 

Jaune stared down at the blue haired girl in his lap as his tears fell down onto her. He couldn’t even find the words to tell her that she would be okay. 

That’s probably because he knew she wouldn’t be. 

Azuri still had the same warmth in her eyes that they always as she looked up to him. “You’re so strong... You can be the greatest hero... in history. I know it....in my heart I know it. Stay strong... keep moving... and you’ll reach your dream.... someday.” Her fingers fell away from his cheek and her eyes started to lose focus.

Jaune grabbed her hand before it could fall any farther and hugged tightly to his chest. “Azuri please no! Please just, just-!”

“Thank you.....you all..........were such great..........................” 

“Azuri?” He shook her arm. Nothing. “A-Azuri!?” He looked at her face and saw her head had fallen back, her smile was gone, and her eyes that held the kindest gaze he’d ever seen....were devoid of any emotion or life.

Jaune’s thoughts were ripped away when he bumped into the doors to the infirmary. Without a word or any emotion, he opened the door and entered to go to his team.

Two days after JASP returned to Beacon, Jaune listened to the wails of Azuri’s mother as she collapsed in the infirmary after seeing her daughter’s body and her little brother’s frantic cries as he tried to wake her up.

A week after JASP returned to Beacon, a small service was held for Azuri Stygia at Beacon, students from every year came. She’d helped so many fellow students and they all came to say their goodbyes.

Two weeks after JASP returned to Beacon, Piken told Jaune that Susan was pregnant with his kid and that they wanted to give up on being huntsmen, not wanting to go on after seeing how dark the reality of being one can be.

Three weeks after JASP returned to Beacon, Susan and Piken had packed up all of their things from JASP’s dorm and dropped out of Beacon to open a restaurant in Vale and start their family. 

Three weeks and a day after JASP returned to Beacon, and Jaune Arc was the last remaining member of Team JASP.

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Jaune senpai au

What are the momentos that jaune has of his former team and has anyone made the mistake of trying to take them? And has he had any issues since the incident

Jaune kept Azuri’s right black gloved arm guard. It was sent back to Beacon with a letter to him by her mother almost a month after Azuri’s funeral, and Jaune was honored to accept it from the woman. The letter was short, only really saying ‘This should stay with her team’. It was when he was looking at the arm guard that night that he figured out why she had sent it back to Beacon.

Inside the arm guard right at the hole for his arm to go in was some stitching on the dark blue cloth with bright yellow thread. In a column, the stitching read:

Jaune Arc

Susan Free

Piken Dovo

My strength

Next to the gap between Susan and Piken’s names was a bright red heart stitched in as well. Jaune chuckled when he saw the heart, but those chuckles soon turned to silent tears. 

Jaune obviously had to get it modified to fit his own arm and hand. He actually pretty much threatened the people in Beacon’s workshop to not mess up the adjustments. Or mess with the stitching. They had it done for him within a day. It fit perfectly. No restriction of movement, fit snuggly all down his arm, and the blue sleeve pulled up past his elbow, letting the stitching inside sit on his bicep just like it had with Azuri. 

Jaune took it back to his dorm and added his own stitching to it right by the other names.

Azuri Stygia

He did it in white thread because she was always the brightest of them all. 

When he first wore it for the first time with all his other gear, he could see that the black metal and blue cloth blatantly clashed with his other armor and color scheme, but he wore it more proudly then he had any other piece of gear he had.

...

As for Susan and Piken.... he didn’t keep anything of theirs. When Piken told him that they wanted to quit being huntsmen after Azuri died, Jaune... didn’t take it too well. 

Things were said, people were pushed, a door was slammed.... and then he didn’t talk to them again the entire last week before they left Beacon and moved to Vale. However, when he got Azuri’s arm guard and read the stitching, it really drove home what he’d actually done to his teammates.

It made him finally decide it was time to apologize to his friends. 

#rwby #jaune arc #azuri stygia #piken dovo #susan free #team jasp #jaune sempai au #ask #sfw #soulreaver656

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How do folk react to see Arslan sitting on jaune's face

When a group of people arrived at Beacon’s training gym and opened the door, the sight that they saw was definitely not expected by anyone.

Teams RWBY, CVFY, CRDL, SSSN, the remaining members of teams JNPR and ABRN, and Glynda Goodwitch all stared in disbelief at the only two people currently in the gym.

Over on the padded floor section of the gym that was use for hand-to-hand sparring (which also just so happened to be the section right in front of the door the group had used), Arslan was currently sitting on Jaune’s face. Her black workout spats were on the mat next to them, along with Jaune’s white workout shirt. Her black underwear was still around her right ankle. The only thing she was still actually wearing was her black, workout tank top.

Arslan was sitting so that she was facing towards Jaune’s head. She had her knees and calves on the floor with her legs spread apart slightly to have her pussy pressed firmly down on Jaune’s mouth. That didn’t keep Jaune from reaching behind her and gabbing her ass to press himself deeper into her crotch. His hands and fingers sank into Arslan’s smooth, flawless, ass. Jaune’s hands were repeatedly squeezing into the martial artist’s firm, milk chocolaty skin.

Jaune wasn’t the only one getting a handful either. Arslan’s slender fingers had been running through Jaune’s hair, getting tangled in the blond strands. Whenever Jaune hit a sweet spot with his strong tongue, Arslan would audibly gasp accompanied by her clenching her hands and grabbing fistfuls of Jaune’s golden locks. 

With her new found handles in Jaune’s hair, Arslan would pull Jaune’s head up into her, smothering him even more with her pussy. Jaune knew that when Arslan got forceful like this, it was because she was feeling reeeeally good, so he knew he was doing really well and took it as an incentive to keep going. He was just thankful his nose was still uncovered so he could still breath freely.

Arslan for her part was in bliss. Jaune was so fucking amazing at eating her out. He’d gotten to know her weaknesses by heart and had no qualms about exploiting them. 

When he pushed his tongue deep into her, only to pull it right back out a second later? She sighed in annoyance and need. 

When his teeth grazed lightly over her lower lips? She’d get so lost in the pleasure that she’d forget to breathe for a second. 

When he squeezed her toned ass cheeks as hard as he wanted? She didn’t even try to stifle the moan she’d let out.

Overall, Jaune’s actions were making her feel wonderful~. Arslan had closed her eyes quite some time ago and had simply drifted away from the world into the ecstasy Jaune was making her feel. Ever movement he made against her pussy or ass sent shock waves of pleasure all the way up her spine, making her shudder every now and then.

Sadly for Arslan, all good things must come to an end, and Arslan felt her end quickly building up to her tipping point. So she let out a breathy sigh and opened her eyes so she could look down at Jaune while she came on his face.

A side effect of that last part was that she also came into DIRECT EYE CONTACT with the several members of the crowd watching their little romp. 

Said members of crowd all had a range of different reactions, though they were all various degrees of stunned silent. Ruby, Weiss, and Velvet were all a blushing mess; Blake, Nora, and Coco had smug smirks; Yang’s jaw hung open limply and she stared unblinkingly at them; Fox showed no reaction on the account that he couldn’t see what was happening right in front of him; Ren and Yatsuhashi were apparently as calm as ever, though both a bit wide eyed and Yatsu’s cheeks were a little pink; Pyrrha’s face blended in with her hair while she was slacked jawed. Team CRDL were all feeling quite jealous of Jaune’s current position; Team SSSN’s reactions were open mouthed stunned from Sun with his hands on his head, stoic wide eyes from Sage, looking at Arslan jealously from Scarlet , and 100% shocked stupid from Neptune; The rest Team ABRN stared at their usually refined, if not serious, leader engaging in such an act.

And Ms. Goodwitch? She looked like a melting pot of shocked, curious, slightly impressed, and disgusted.

Upon seeing all these people watching them, Arslan quickly snapped out of blissful haze. As her dark complexion actually turn noticeably red, she looked down to Jaune and told him to quit it. “J-Jaaaa-JaaaaUUUUuuuunnnn-mmmmmmm!” ‘Oh no...’ However, just because her mind was free from Jaune’s pleasurable haze, didn’t mean her body wasn’t still feeling every spec of pleasure Jaune had been giving her.

And since she couldn’t open her mouth without moans taking priority over every word she tried to say, she couldn’t tell Jaune to stop. Since she couldn’t tell Jaune to stop, Arslan had the idea to try and just get off of him.

That turned out just as successful as trying to talk. Her squirming and shifty showed Arslan two things. One, her legs were a tad too shaky to move coherently, and two, Jaune hands on her ass weren’t going to let go of the soft, chocolate mounds in their grasp any time soon.

Jaune however had taken Arslan’s squirming as a sign that she was getting close to cumming. While he was technically correct in his assumption, Arslan had been on the brink just before she’d seen their small audience, his increased efforts were not what the girl on top of him was hoping for. 

In and out his tongue pushed, much faster than before. While Arslan would normally (and still did) love this, but the situation was not ideal. Her opinions on their setting didn’t seem to matter at all though as Jaune’s licking, nibbling, thrusting, and squeezing finally pushed her too far.

Arslan cried out in guilty bliss as she came in front of her team, Jaune’s team, and a dozen others.

“AaaaaaaaahhhhhHHHHHH! FUUUCK!” Arslan shut her eyes to try and ignore the dozen or so pairs of others that were watching her as she came into her boyfriend’s hungry mouth and onto his face. She didn’t open them the entire full minute that she was cumming, giving Jaune the prize that he’d been working for. She only kept groaning and squeezing Jaune’s head with her thighs.

When she was finished, she loosed her thighs on Jaune’s head and fell to the side, panting as she laid down.

Jaune himself had a proud, happy smile while he licked his lips. She tasted just as sweet as usual and he loved it just as much as usual. When his lips were clean(ish), he started to sit up. “Wow Arslan, you were really getting into it today. Is it safe to say that Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-” Jaune’s train of thought derailed and burst into  fire as his eyes landed on the people all staring at him, their eyes unblinking and jaws trying to dent the floor. “Uuuuuuuuuuh-”

Thankfully neither Jaune nor Arslan had to think up a reason or an excuse for their actions. Jaune because he seemed a broken at the moment and Arslan because she seemed to be unable to speak at all for the time being. 

So instead, Ms. Goodwitch lifted them up into the air with their discarded clothes using her semblance. She then started wrapping them both up with their clothes using several large towels from the gym’s supply, leaving only their heads uncovered in the end. When they were all covered up, Ms. Goodwitch screamed, “DETENTION! THREE WEEKS!” with bright pink cheeks, giving no consideration for the hearing of those in the group around her.

She spun around curtly and marched off, the two deviants floating in the air behind her in their towel cocoons.

When Jaune’s brain could finally start functioning again and he saw the predicament he was in, he had only one thought run though his mind.

‘......Well...... at least my last meal was amazing...’

Yes I did use this, what could have been a relatively simple ask, to make pride arc/golden lion smutty goodness.

... ... ...

And I do not regret it nor am I ashamed to admit to it.

#rwby #jaune arc #arslan altan #jaune x arslan #pride arc #golden lion #ask #non sfw #soulreaver656

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In regards To the abandoned arc Au I’d like to see how jaunes family reacted to his uncle dumping him some where and if possible how they reacted once Jaune got to Argus with his team

(I decided to focus on keeping this more as an origin post. I can answer the “meeting in Argus” part in another ask though.)

(Angst and dark themes ahead. You have been warned)

Nicholas looked down at the bundled up blanket in his arms as he stood in a somewhat crowded hospital room. His wonderful wife was resting after she finally finished giving birth their eighth child, who was also their first son! 

When Nicholas and Juniper found they were expecting a boy, they nearly fainted from both joy and relief. Raising eight girls would have been an even bigger nightmare.

But after a long night, as the clock just ticked past 11:00 P.M., Juniper had finally given birth to their newest child Jaune.

Sadly, it wasn’t a picture perfect moment. Their poor boy….he had been born without his left arm. In the place where the limp was supposed to be was only a fleshy lump.

But that didn’t mean a damn thing to Nicholas, Juniper, any of his daughters, or Jaune’s grandparents. He was their family, no matter what he looked like, be it deformity or disability, they loved him and they would always love him. They all looked on with love as Nicholas held his child.

He looked down at the small face of the newborn in his arms. His first son…he finally had a son. He loved his daughters and wouldn’t trade them for the world, but he’d always dreamed of having a boy of his own. He knew Juniper did as well. When they got the news that this time their child was gonna be a boy, they felt over the moon!

Now, it was bittersweet. Their son had a hard life ahead of him with only one arm…. but maybe when he was older they could get him a prosthetic. Sure they were really expensive, but he could just take a few extra mission every now and then to save up for it! Though, Juniper might not like it. She was suppose to be retired, and she had been begging him since their first child to only take small, easy missions close to their home town if they needed any help to cover any unforeseen expenses. They had investments around their hometown for regular income.

A hand being placed on his shoulder drew Nicholas out of his overthinking mentality. Nicholas looked away from his son to trace the arm back to his older brother, David. They had the same build, both being broad shouldered and well muscled upper body overall. Though where Nicholas had a short, rough beard that was well trimmed, David had no facial hair whatsoever. His hair was also buzzed to contrast Nicholas’s shoulder length golden locks.

David spoke before Nicholas could ask anything. “Can I hold him?”

Nicholas smiled warmly as he nodded lightly. “Sure thing brother. Hold out your arms.”

David did just that and Nicholas carefully transferred Jaune’s sleeping form over into his brother’s arms. David looked like he was holding a glass bomb that was ready to blow at any second, but Nicholas only found that funny because that’s how he always looked whenever he held any of their children as babies. Somethings just never change. 

David didn’t have much time to look uncomfortable with Jaune though before the Arc family was interrupted by a nurse opening the door and stepping inside. “Excuse me, but we need to have your newborn moved to the maternity ward to be monitored for the night. I can take him there if you’d wish.”

“No need.” David was the one who answered. “I’ll take him there.”

Nicholas tried to intervene, thinking it was his duty to take his son. “Dav, you don’t-” 

“Stay with your wife Nick. She’s had a long night and needs her rest, and you need a break. I’ll get him where he needs to go.”

Nicholas looked his brother in the eyes before looking back at his disheveled wife in her hospital bed. She had two of their daughters laying down with her as they slumbered, but her full attention was on Nicholas and David. She gave her husband a slight, reassuring nod to show her agreement. Nicholas looked back to his brother and passed on the nod. “Okay.”

David turned around and offered a somewhat distracted, “I’ll be back.” and moved towards the nurse.

“Okay then, follow me sir.” Together, the two of them left the room, the door quietly clicking shut behind them.

Little did they know the nightmare that was about to happen.

After about 30 minutes of either silence or quiet small talk, the door opened again. The nurse from before came in. After she did a quick survey of the room, she started to become frantic. “T-that man. The one that followed me out of the room. Have you seen him?” 

Nicholas brow furrowed in confusion. “My brother David? Not since he left with you. Why?”

“O-oh dear.” Without another word, the nurse hurriedly walked out of the room once again.

Silence permeated the room. No one spoke a word as they all tried to understand what just happened. Before anyone came to a conclusion, the nurse returned through the open door, this time being accompanied by a handful of doctors and security staff. 

A man stepped forward. He was wearing a uniform and a utility belt so Nicholas knew this was a security guard. His graying hair showed that he was much older than the other guards. In a very serious voice, he asked, “Everyone, are you all absolutely certain that none of you have not seen the man that left with your child?”

Juniper’s tired voice spoke up from her bed. “Wha-? What’s going on?”

“The man that left with your newborn. Have you certainly not seen him since he left this room?”

“Are you talking about David?”

The nurse from before spoke up, “Yes, your brother, the one you gave your son to to follow me to the maternity ward.”

“N-no… we haven’t seen him since he left with you.”

The nurse rounded to face an older looking doctor. “Just like I said!”

“Michelle, calm down.”

Nicholas’s father, Alexander Arc, seemed have had enough being in the dark. “Will anyone please explain what the dust is going on?!” 

The guard was silent for a minute. Then he spoke in a flat tone, “We believe that your brother possibly le-”

Before the man could finish, another person walked into the room. It was David. He walked through the open door of the hospital room and paid no mind to all the sets of eyes that turned to look at him as he sat down in one of the cushioned chairs. Things weren’t silent for long as the same guard that had been speaking started giving out orders. “Michelle, go check the maternity ward again, Rick, go with her, radio me what you find.” The nurse and a security guard ran out of the room. “Vicky, go check the security cameras. If you see him leaving on any of them, radio in where.” A female security guard nodded and took off herself. The older man, now only accompanied by one other security guard, turned towards David. “Alright sir, where is he?”

David didn’t say a word. He just kept looking down at the floor. 

So instead, Nicholas spoke up. “Okay, for the last time. What is going on!?”

The security guard glared at David before turning to look at Nicholas. “Michelle, the nurse from before, told us that when these two reached the maternity ward, she’d just finished putting the ankle tag on your boy when she turned around for moment. She claims that when she turned, he was gone and the baby was nowhere to be found.”

“So what? Your saving my brother abducted my son?” That’s stupid, he’s right here. Tell him Dav.”

David once again said nothing. 

The radio on the guard’s shoulder ‘chhrk’d to life and a voice called through it. “Sir. The child in nowhere in the maternity ward.”

The guard leaned in towards his radio and pressed a button. “Roger.” The guard sent a David once again. “Tell us where the kid is. Now.”

Nicholas had enough of this. He stepped between his brother and the guard, holding up his hands towards both of them. “Okay, look. I’m sure this is all just a mistake. My brother wouldn’t do a thing to hurt my children. Tell him Dav.” Nicholas got no response. That prompted him to turn his head to face his silent brother. “David?”

David looked up finally, meeting his younger brother’s gaze. Then his lips parted and he finally spoke up. 

What he said horrified everyone in the room. “I did what I had to.”

…

…

Screams of surprise came from the people in the hospital hallway and lobby area as a wall exploded in a shower dust and drywall. Two bodies came sailing through the cloud of dust, one was tackling the other to the ground. Several dull ‘thuds’ were heard from the settling cloud. As the dust thinned, they saw exactly what was happening.

Nicholas was kneeling on top of David, his fists were raining down into his older brother’s face. Blood sprayed as his nose shattered. Aura be damned, Nicholas’s punched harder than a Ursa Major. 

David tried to fight back, throwing is own punch up at Nicholas. Nicholas caught the punch by David’s wrist. Without a second though, Nicholas hammered his free hand as a fist into his elbow, bending it inward and breaking it with an unforgivable ‘CRACK’.

David screamed in pain as his arm fell limply to his side. Nicholas slammed his hand down on the shattered elbow, getting another scream from his ‘brother’. With a look of absolute rage, he roared in the bleeding man’s bloodied face. “WHERE IS MY SON YOU BASTARD!?! WHAT DID YOU DO WITH HIM!?!”

Through what was probably a broken jaw, a concussion, and pool of blood forming in his mouth, David sputtered out, “B-ba-ac…g-ga-targ.”

“WHERE!?!”

David had to swallow the blood pooling in mouth to speak again. “G-g-ta-age.”

Garage. Nicholas didn’t waste anytime jumping to his feet, accidentally knocking down the few people that had been trying to pull him off the man. Nicholas bolted off down the hallway.

As Nicholas’s thunderous footsteps grew quieter and quieter. Another sound was heard by the crowd that had gathered to see what all the commotion was. 

Juniper Arc sobbed openly into her hands. Her mother-in-law quickly stepped over and hugged the distraught mother into her shoulder. She wailed on as everyone watched.

Everyone except Alexander Arc. The old man walked forward towards his one....son. The man was now sitting up, but being detained by the security guards that had been in their room. The blood was no longer in his mouth and was instead running down his chin onto his shirt. “What have you done David...”

David looked up at his father. The cold stare that was staring him down was something he’d feared since he was a child. With his Aura finally kicking in to repair the damage Nicholas had done, he was able to speak a bit more clearly. “W-what needed to be done. That disfigured thing would only have been a disgrace to the Arc family.”

Alexander’s glare didn’t change. “No....the only disgrace to the family here is you. And you better pray Nicholas finds his son.”

...

The door into the hospital’s parking garage blew open as Nicholas slammed through it. “JAAAAAUNE!” He new his son couldn’t answer him, but he hoped for something. A cry, a gurgle, a cough, a sneeze. Anything that could help him find his son. 

Nicholas sprinted through the entire garage, looking around every corner and under everything. He kept calling out his name and asked everyone he saw, but no one had seen a child missing his left arm. Nicholas reached the last floor of the garage, and he hoped and prayed his boy would be here.

But he wasn’t. His son wasn’t here.

Nicholas fell to one knee on the concrete. Tears had started flowing sometime during his search, and they only flowed harder now. His son was gone. Somewhere out in this cold world all by himself.

Nicholas let out one last “JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUNE!!” before his voice cracked and he broke down, weeping into his hands. 

Jaune Arc, his son who he’d only had the chance to hold for a few measly minutes, was gone...

(This is probably the darkest thing I’ve ever written, but it was a nice change of pace.)

#rwby #jaune arc #nicholas arc #papa arc #juniper arc #mama arc #david arc #alexander arc #arc sisters #arc family #abandoned arc au #ask #sfw #angst #dark #soulreaver656

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What if a Hera au where she was a Faunus child found by jaune and pyrrha

Okay.....

So.....

This is officially one of the cutest ideas I’ve ever been asked!

Faunus Hera AU!

What about all of you guys and gals? Would you like this idea? 

#rwby #hera #hera the puggle wuggle #pyrrha nikos #jaune arc #faunus hera au #au suggestion #ask #sfw #soulreaver656

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In the abandoned arc au how did jaune react while at Salems castle getting a new arm and how did he react when he realised he could hold both of emeralds hands!

After Cinder and her ‘team’ Emerald and Jaune picked up their third and final member Mercury, they all made the journey back to Salem’s castle, courtesy of Arthur Watts flying them back.

He was also the man that offered to give Jaune an left arm, one that would be better than any other. Although Watts use to be a top Atlas scientist, his prosthetics were never excepted by general Ironwood. Arthur Watts’ vision of prosthetics were more advanced and durable than the usual artificial limbs, had the ability to hold many more applications and functions than even the more advanced models, and were essentially perfect replications of limbs. However, they also came with severe drawbacks.

In order for them to effectively work like the limps they’re replacing, they need to be physically bonded with the user by attaching to the missing or damaged limp to connect the bodies nerves to the machine. When Watts demonstrated this version to the Atlas and Mantle council, his ideas and future plans in prosthetics were immediately banned.

The reason for this being the excruciating pain it put the person through. The volunteer subject Watts used in his demonstration was so traumatized by the experience she never tried to get another replacement leg. When asked about it, the woman paled and started to shake. When she found her voice, she said that it ‘felt like her lower body was being shredded apart and like her leg that they were trying to replace was on fire’.

Jaune wasn’t told that though. He found out soon enough anyways.

“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!”

Mercury and Emerald looked at the door to the room they were in, both unable to hide the slight fear on their faces at hearing the person they’d been traveling with scream his lungs out again.

Mercury was starting to think going second was a good idea. It gave him time to rethink of his own prosthetic. He hoped that Watts guy would just let him make his own.

...

Several days later, Jaune woke up with a dull ache in his arms stump. He reached over to rub it out, but his fingers touched smooth, cold metal instead. He looked down and saw a slender built arm attached where his stump use to be. 

He marveled at it for a minute. He finally had another arm....he wasn’t a freak anymore....

He tried to lift it, but it only shifted slightly.

‘Oh yeah. I guess I wouldn’t know how to use something I never had before... I guess I’ll just have to get use to it eventually...’

Jaune’s thoughts were cut off as he heard the door open. “Oh, your awake. That mustache guy said you’d be out for another week at least, if you woke up at all. Guess Merc owes me 20 Lien.” 

Jaune turned around to see Emerald standing in the doorway. He smiled at seeing her. “What do you you think?” Jaune lifted up his new arm with his real hand. 

Emerald didn’t say anything for a minute, just looking at the blonde. She spun around before finally speaking. “As long as you can use it in a fight or it feels good in the sack, that’s all that matters to me. We got training to do, and you have a lot of catching up to do. Come on you lazy ass.” Without another word, Emerald walked away and left Jaune alone.

Jaune stared at the now empty doorway. Then he just shook his head a little and got up and began to follow her down the hallway outside the room he was put in, his metal arm hanging limply at his side. 

As he walked behind the mint haired girl, he could help but stare at her and think to himself, ‘Funny how you can sleep with someone several times and they still don’t give a damn a bout you....’ Jaune knew what he felt, but he also knew it didn’t matter. Not to Emerald. His right hand clenched into a fist, and his metal arm unintentionally moved with it. ‘...Damn it all I guess.’

(Sorry about not including the hand holding thing @soulreave656, but that’s just not how Jaune and Emerald’s relationship goes in this AU. At least, not yet. While Jaune might like Emerald, she only uses him for stress relief at first. After a bit of being near Salem and Cinder though, then she starts to look to him for comfort.)

#rwby #jaune arc #emerald sustrai #jaune x emerald #topaz #abandoned arc au #ask #sfw #angst #soulreaver656

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Could we see Hera interacting with the cotta-arc family

“Who’s a fluffy girl? You are~. Awwww you are just the fluffiest.”

Saphron went full force with her belly rubs as Hera rolled onto her back, her tongue lolled out and she panted happily. Saphron used both of her hands to scratch and rub Hera while she thrashed around playfully.

Terra rolled her eyes at her wife, gently rocking Adrian as he slept soundly in her arms. “You’re hopeless.”

Saphron glared up at her wife. “Excuse me? Look at her!” Saphron lifted Hera’s head up and pointing the puggle’s face towards Terra. “How can you not love this face?! This adorable, fluffy face!” 

Terra dramatically rolled her eyes again. Saphron just couldn’t help herself around dogs. She’s the one Adrian got it from. It seems she always forgot how much hair the big dog left behind. Though, seeing Hera this happy was definitely worth the fur in the carpet.

Hera, for her part, simply enjoyed the attention she was getting from her Papa’s sister.

#rwby #hera #puggle wuggle #saphron cotta-arc #terra cotta-arc #adrian cotta-arc #ask #sfw #fluff #soulreaver656