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Weiss: *Complaining in a public "Bad Roommates" forum* My feudal era warrior roommate keeps telling me how i’ll bring "shame and dishonour" to our apartment, if I keep forgetting to wash the dishes.

Weiss: Like whatever, girl. I am not the one carrying on a passionate yet illicit affair with the daimyo’s daughter whose hand has already been promised to another.

Yang: *Replying in the comment section* もう大名に「真に申し訳ございませんでした」と言いましたよ！と、お前は、我の浮気を公衆に明かさないと言いました！**

Weiss: Bullshit, bitch! Last night I saw you texting Blake haikus comparing her to the flower which gives her her name!

**Translation (Google TL quality): I have already told the daimyo that I am truly sorry! And you said that you would not reveal my affair to the public!

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Jaune: ... Do you ever think about Death, Penny?

Penny: Constantly.

Jaune: Really?

Penny: I am the protector of an entire city, but I cannot be everwhere in it at once. The Elderly fall, and are not found until it is too late. People are murdered, but I am recharging, and worst of all ...

Penny: I don't grow. I don't age in the way you and our friends do.

Penny: I do not urinate or defecate. May Fingernails do not need regular trimming. My hair does not grow and impede my ability to perform my duties.

Penny: The longest a singular biological person has lived in recorded history was a little over a century.

Penny: My Theoretical lifespan is effective infinite.

Penny: You have an end, a definitive, certain end.

Penny: I will have to choose when I die.

Penny: I think, therefore I am.

Penny: What happens when I feel I no longer want to be?

Jaune: ... I don't know.

Penny: What inspired you to ask?

Jaune: I was thinking about Pyrrha.

Penny: ... I suppose I am to.

Jaune: How so?

Penny: When she launched Floating Array back ... I knew I was going to die. It was an odd realization ... It felt like ... Something dropped within my abdomen. As though all my programming ceased its operation for me to realize that I was going to suffer critical damage.

Penny: And Being in pieces ... felt strange. I think, I think it felt strange. I don't ... Quite remember.

Penny: one moment I knew I was dead "Like a Deer in the Headlights" as Father described it, and then ... I was awake. staring at my disassembled limbs and discarded parts on a table across from me.

Penny: I ... cannot think about the oddity of it. But I also I can't help but to think of the oddity and absurdity of the suddenness of it.

Penny: My experience with, what I assume to be my equivalent of "death" is rooted in with my interactions with Pyrrha.

Jaune: ... Hmm. I think you would've made good friends.

Penny: ... Do you mean it?

Jaune: with an Arc's Word.

Penny: ... Thank you Jaune. That ... That means more than I believe I can impress upon you.

Jaune: You're welcome.

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Cinder~

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quick sketch of tattooed!pyrrha. (or the griffonramsay!AU ;)) {more art}_{commissions}_{facebook}_{twitter}

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Witcher AU

*On a sunny peaceful day at the Arc Cottage*

Jaune, chopping wood: It's way too hot to be doing this today. Why couldn't it be cloudy-

*Suddenly the family dog starts to bark wildly towards the dirt road*

Jaune, turning around: What is the dog barking about now?

*Jaune looks and sees the dog barking at a stranger passing by the on a horse*

Jaune: Damnit, Tyrus get over here!

*Tytus continues to bark, completely ignoring Jaune*

Jaune, groaning and dropping his axe: Why do you never listen to me? *Walk towards the dog* Do you find it funny to annoy me? I'm sorry, stranger, he doesn't bite but he is a-

*Jaune finally notices that the stranger on the horse was slouched down on top of the horse, arms dangling on the sides and blood slowly spilling onto the horse's body*

Jaune, eyes widening and now running up the horse: OH SHIT! H-HEY, A-ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! OH SHIT.

*Jaune inspects the stranger to reveal them to be a tall redheaded woman that was badly cut up, some cuts reaching bone even, but miraculously she was still breathing faintly*

Jaune: Oh fuck. This looks bad. BLEU, I NEED HELP!

Bleu, walking out: Can you literally not deal with the dog yourself- what the?!

Jaune, trying to delicately move the woman off the horse: JUST SHUT UP AND HELP!

Bleu, running up and grabbing the woman with Jaune: Okay fine, on the count of 3. One two THREE.

*Jaune and Bleu carefully lift the woman off the horse, causing the woman to unconsciously groan in pain*

Jaune, picking the woman up in her arms: Okay, go inside and tell mom to get the guest room ready! And get me a bowl of hot water, a rag, and my medical supplies.

Bleu, eyes wide looking at the woman:......

Jaune: BLEU!

Bleu: Jaune, do you know what this woman is?

Jaune: Nearly a corpse if you don't move!

Bleu: Jaune, this is a Witcher.

Jaune, looking down at the woman: What?

Bleu: Look at her veins! They're black! From drinking potions!

*Jaune finally noticed that the redheaded woman was paler than most and her veins, mostly in her face, were visible and pitch black*

Jaune: Holy shit, they're real? They're not a folktale?

Bleu: What the hell could've done with this a Witcher?!

Jaune, shaking his head: Doesn't matter! Just do what I say!

Bleu: R-right. Okay! *Runs off into the house*

Jaune, carrying the Witcher: The hell could've done this to a Witcher?

*CUTAWAY*

Pyrrha, weekly waking up: W-..…..where am I?

*the redhead looks around and notices she's not only not on her horse but currently in a room on a bed wrapped in a blanket with a fireplace roaring in the background*

Pyrrha: Am I bandaged? *Tries to the right arm* and is my arm in a sling?

An approaching muffled feminine voice: I'm going to check in on her real quick, okay?

*The door opens, and the smell of roast beef and garlic creeps into the room before a blonde woman head pokes her head through the door and makes eye contact with Pyrrha*

Blonde woman: *nods before pulling her head back out the room and closes the door"

Pyrrha:.........

*the door then quickly opens again with the blonde woman eyes wide*

Blonde woman: Oh shit! You're awake actually?!

*the woman quickly leaves"

Blonde woman's voice muffled: JAUNE! SHE'S AWAKE! YOU KNOW, THE ONE YOU CALLED BEAUTIFUL A FEW DAYS AGO!

Pyrrha: *slightly blushes*

A muffled masculine voice: I swear to God if she heard that then I'm going to be pissed!

Another feminine voice: DONT BE EMBARRASSED! SHE WOULD BE LUCKY TO HAVE YOU!

Same masculine voice: DON'T START TOO, MOM!

*finally footsteps approach the room and a tall blonde man with blue eyes walks into the room*

Jaune, awkwardly: H-hey, so, you're actually awake?

Pyrrha: *nods*

Jaune: So uhm.....you didn't hear anything my sister yelled out, right?

Pyrrha, deciding to show mercy: She yelled something?

Jaune, sighing in relief: It doesn't matter? How are you feeling? You were beaten up pretty bad when we first found you.

Pyrrha, cracking her neck: Not as bad as I was before because of you guys.

Jaune, smiling: That's a relief. I thought I wouldn't be good enough to treat someone with your wounds. Especially since I didn't have much here to actually treat them with.

Jaune: Where is 'here' exactly?

Jaune: Oh, you're at my house outside of any of the towns. Well, my parents house I guess. Actually, our house is more like it. But my parents legally own it, but we all help with the bills and keeping the house afloat. Am I rambling? I'm rambling, I'm sorry.

Pyrrha, chuckling: It's alright. Does my savior have a name by any chance?

Jaune: Jaune! J-jaune Arc to be exact. Short sweet and rolls off the tongue. Ladies love it.

Pyrrha: *raises eyebrow*

Jaune: Okay fine, a very small minority of ladies like it....possibly?

Pyrrha: *lightly giggles*

Jaune: That's....a better response that I usually get from women whenever I use that line.

Pyrrha, smiling: What's their usual response?

Jaune: Disgust, or pity. Sometimes in between.

Pyrrha: Well I'm sure it's their loss then, because you seem quite dashing in my opinion.

Jaune, blushing madly: Holy shit, really?

Pyrrha: *laughs*

Jaune, scratching the back of his head: I hope this isn't a personal question, but I gotta ask.....who....what happened to you?

Pyrrha, face getting serious: I got careless. I was hunting a Leshen when it somehow got a jump on me. Wouldve killed me if it wasn't for your craftsmanship. *Gestures towards her bandages*

Jaune, eyes wide: Holy shit, a Leshen? They're real?

Pyrrha, nodding: Yeah, dangerous creatures too. Slashed me before I could even drink a potion.

Jaune: Damn, so it escaped?

Pyrrha, shaking head: No. The Leshen grew careless too and got too close when he thought I was done for. That's when I stuck my hand in its mouth and burnt it from the inside out.

Jaune, nodding: That would explain the teeth marks on your arm.

Pyrrha nodding: Couldn't even chop it's head off and put it on my horse because of my injuri- wait, where's my horse?

Jaune: Oh don't worry. She's in our barn. Well behaved creature by the way. Didn't even throw a fit when my sister cleaned off....well, you're blood.

Pyrrha, sighing: That's a relief. I was nervous I had to bury another horse.

Jaune, nodding: Yeah, you have nothing to worry about. She's in good health.

Pyrrha: Thanks.....why did you help me by the way?

Jaune, tilting his head: What do you mean?

Pyrrha, shrugging: I mean....you saved a woman's life despite not knowing her. Why?

Jaune, sheepishly: Cause it's the right thing to do? Is that not common nowadays?

Pyrrha: No, not at all honestly. Especially for witchers. Most of us wont wave a finger if they didn't get coins for it....in fact, most people wouldn't help a Witcher in the first place honestly. Most people fear us.

Jaune, awkwardly: Well, I guess I'm different. Honestly, I didn't really notice you were a Witcher at first until my sister pointed out. N-not that I wouldn't have helped you if I knew though! I would have helped you regardless honestly! Unless you were a bandit or something though, then I probably wouldn't have helped you. Wait, how would I even have known if you were a bandit in the first place? Wait, I'm rambling again. I'm sorry

Pyrrha, chuckling: Don't be. It's kinda cute.

Jaune: *blushes madly*

*an awkward pause surrounds the two*

Jaune, perking up: Oh, you must be hungry. Will you like some roast beef my mom just made it and she's an amazing cook?

Pyrrha: If it's not too much trouble.

Jaune: Nonsense. My mom loves giving food out. She's a slave for compliments. Before I go, I never ask. What's your name?

Pyrrha: Its Pyrrha. Pyrrha Nikos.

Jaune, nodding: Right. And my name is Jaune Arc.

Pyrrha, smiling: Yes? You already told me that.

Jaune, blushing: O-Oh yeah. I forgot. I-I'm just going to make you a plate now.

*Jaune opens the door causing an older woman whose ear was against it to fall into the room*

Jaune, annoyed: Mom!

Jaune's mom, stumbling to stand up: Pfft, sorry about that. Went to knock but tripped the second my son opened the door. My son who is single by the way.

Jaune, groaning: Mom!

Jaune's mom: She said you were cute!

Jaune: *groans louder*

Pyrrha: *chuckles*

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NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.

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girl get up your crown is gonna fall 🤭

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Weird/Funny little idea I had:

Team RWBY as part of a multi-crossover with a large cast where they aren't really the main central focus characters, but are instead are essentially in the same role as the Penguins in the Madagascar movies. In that they are a quartet of comedically unhinged, hyper-competent badass side-characters who are often off solving big plot issues while everyone else is dealing with character stuff or just being weirdly unsettlingly hilarious.

Like say, Ruby being always at once super upbeat and friendly while also being ruthlessly pragmatic, or Blake being rather laid-back and chill while having a shocking amount of off-hand know-how of criminal activity, or just the whole whole team having just a neverending supply of casual yet extremely dark and unsettling anecdotes from their experience as what is essentially fantasy war-veterans.

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It is always fun to sketch Neo.

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Marie Howe, “Gretel, from a sudden clearing.”

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Well, it's almost Easter, so for RWBY fans, it's time to get ready for the Easter Velvet, or if you know her mom from the novels, the Easter Meg.

God, I still have to finish the other novels, but I would accept seeing some joy around in the form of the bunny girls from RWBY

I can personally offer Neo bunnies because, well, I'm the Neo gal LMAO

so have at THEE (some of these are kinda old so I wanna cry)

and as extra, tea party in the Ever After with the Neopolitans (+ the Reassuring Rabbit stuff)

LOOK AT MY CHILD

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团团围住团团困住

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salem voice if you even look at baby cinder i will stomp you to death with my hooves

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RWBY Volume 3 - The End of the Beginning

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If you want to marry Cinder, you should draw more of her.

Golly, it has been a while, hasn't it? XD I honestly wanna carve out some time to draw more RWBY in general. <3

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Cinder: So? What do you say Bleiss? Leave behind that loveless self-centered group you Call a Family behind and Join me! After all, What do they do for you? In your own words, Your Father's a bastard, your sisters are bitches and your mother's a lost cause, and for your little Brother? You left him to. You're letting him become just like Jac-

Bleiss: Shut your Whore mouth Fire-bitch! you don't know shit about my Family!

Bleiss: Yeah, the people in my family can suck, That's just how some families are, but I know-

Bleiss: *Blinking away tears* I know That's there's good there. My family is little, and broken but ...

Willow bounced a set of small girls on her knees. They giggled and held tight to their mother's arms.

A much younger Winter lets them ride on the back a small beowolf summon. She's focusing too much on maintaining it to join in their laughter, but the corner of her mouth curls up.

A small boy is born. He's Named Whitley. The set can't stop playing with him, and become annoyed and upset that they must be separated so he may nap.

Klein makes them French toast sticks. It's finger food unbecoming of their station, but it Doesn't matter so long as Father never finds out.

Jacques tells the truth of the Marriage.

Willow turns to the bottle. Winter Leaves. Whitley is brought further under Father's wing. The twins are torn.

One Clings to Winter, but defers to Jacques. The Other Holds onto Whitley, striking against Jacques. They forget their mother when she's out of sight.

They Fight. They Change. They're no longer sisters.

One Crude, one Polite.

A Black Sheep and the Poster Child.

A Gele and a Schnee.

Beacons Comes. They see each other again. They hate each other (Why'd things have to change?)

Both of them are rude and mean in their own ways. They don't realize it (One's Wild and Free, the other still Bound by 'Atlesian Ideals')

Weiss pays Bleiss's tab at a bar one night. She can't have anyone close to her in debt, can she? (And maybe a little kindness will make Bleiss Drink Less)

Bleiss Gets fuckers to stop hating on Weiss. She's a bitch, but she's not fucking Evil. (She knows evil. She took it's last name.)

A laugh here, a smirk there. And old joke shared between the two. Memories come back.

Willow never stopped loving them. She just forgot to care for herself, and in that way, them.

Whitley was left alone with Jacques. They had to pry His talons out of Whitley.

Winter tried to give them a path out of Jacques' hold. They followed the steps, but blazed their own trails.

Bleiss: *Fully Crying* ... But it's Good. Yeah, It's still good.

Bleiss: *Drawing her sword*And I'm not letting some heartless Ember fuck us over AGain!

Cinder: ... That's a Shame. You could've- Hrg!

Bleiss: *Throwing an Iceball into Cinder's stomach* SHUT THE FUCK UP AND FIGHT ME!