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Prof. Xiao-Long AU Concept

Note this one is way longer since it did in fact win the polls

Yang Xiao freaking Long was just what her name would suggest XL, bigger then life, the center of attention and life of the party! She was arguably the toughest gal to step through Beacon’s doors. At worst she was tied with her partner Glyn.

They were the strongest duo, Glynda’s ability to bullshit just about everything with her telekinesis and Yang packing enough raw strength to shatter boulders with just a punch. Heck, they were the two time Vytal Festival Winners of Beacon’s Golden era, Even STRQ came second to them.

And that team had her brother Taiyang in it, okay, true it did have the clearance sell, looking knock off of her too, Raven definitely dragged them down… No, she was not pissed at the bandit at all, nope, not a single inch of rage for abandoning her team, leaving her brother broken hearted, she totally didn’t spend months tracking her down and wrecking every member of the Branwen tribe’s shit that she could.

Well regardless she’d gotten over that who issue with her brother’s team, graduated, spent a few years living the dream, journeying around Remnant, helping people, exploring, just outright enjoying freedom. Life had been good. But eventually she got bored of it, bored of it, turns out Yang wasn’t for the lone wanderer shtick, didn’t live up to the hype…

It got lonely, and then her brothers wife died… Summer, Summer disappeared and Tai went into a depression. him remaining teammate Qrow tried, but he could only do so much, and she knew he was avoiding spending a lot of time with them cuz of his semblance the idiot. So she made her decision without hesitation, Yang starting crashing at her brother’s place and helping him with Ruby while beating the depression outta him.

And thankfully Glyn had a job she could work, a Professor at Beacon, she tried to get one at Signal but in her partner’s own words “That School already has to Suffer One Xiao-Long, why would you curse them with two.” And hence begun her domestic life as the stand-in mom for her adorable silver-eyed niece. And Yang realized she was freaking Maternal has all hell! Like Whoa, the amount of times people assumed she was Rube’s mom was scary, and not just cuz it implied she was banging her brother.

And hey, she was a pretty great teacher too, sure she was really more a couch, and every once in a blue mom stand in for Port but hey when she did the students were a heck of a lot more invested in her telling them about her past glory. It had nothing to do with her love of high cut tee’s she swore, she was just that charismatic.

Life was good…

-0-0-0-

LIFE WAS NOT GOOD!!!! She Was Gonna Murder Thos Little Turds! Few Things were as precious to Yang as her hair, and they, her students had abused her trust! She could understand a pulling pranks, heck she still pulled them on her fellow teachers. But The Fuck! CUT SOMEONE HAIR WHEN THEY SLEPT!!!

Beacon was starting up in several weeks! And she was gonna have to show her face now! With her hair like this!

Oh She Wasn’t Fooled For A Fucking Second!!!

This Had Bitch Written All Over It! It had to be those girls who’d been giving her the stink eyed just cuz the boys she taught couldn’t pull their eyes off their bombshell of a teacher! Or Maybe it was one of those douchebag students she put in their place when she caught them claiming they’d bed her.

The fact of the matter was she didn’t technically have concrete evidence of who it was, all she did know was when she went to bed she was fine and when she woke up she felt horrifyingly light. Her beautiful locks of golden magnificent hair scattered across the ground. All she saw after that was red, too bad her partner was there otherwise she could’ve slaughtered the perpetrator, true she would’ve ended up killing a few innocent students, but sometimes sacrifices had to be made for the greater good, and were they really innocent if they just sat there and let such a tragedy happen!

They were lucky her partner Glynda was there to restrain her with several dozen times gravity being forced down upon her. And now here she was in Vale, already on her fourth group of A-Grade assholes clobbered for trying to pick up a red-eyed and incredibly pissed off Yang.

She stopped before it, a salon, one Ozpin had recommended, and one whose life and current state of function was on the line. Because if even an inch more of her remaining beautiful hair was ruined there would be hell to pay.

On the plus side they all seemed to know who she was, a negative is that that also meant every stylist was hesitant to do said firey dragon’s hair. She couldn’t blame them but if someone didn’t hike up their skirt and do something soon she’d-

“Ma’am, th-this way please, our new hire offered to do you hair.” Her eye twitched, a new hire, what the hell, she was ready to tear into him before a voice cut in.

“Hey can you calm down please, your kinda scaring everyone.” She blinked before looking up and meeting eyes with a fellow blonde. A guy around her student’s age, one who was standing up, facing her down with a stern look.

Your scaring the kids her with their parents, she noticed that in fact he was right as she saw some kids looking at her and backing away. And… She suddenly felt terrible. And when she went lack she heard it, a relieved exhale leave her fellow blonde, looking his way she met the boy’s gaze and felt a bit embarrassed.  Leave it to her to go and get worked up and have a kid around her niece age tell her off.

The boy examined her, or to be more precise her hair and she saw his eyes narrow with recognition.

“Prank gone wrong?” She growled.

“No, I think it went just how those little shits wanted it to.” He blinked before shaking his head.

“Well then guess they could count their lucky stars they didn’t do that to a sister of mine or they wouldn’t live to regret it.” That made her smile.

“Oh trust me, I intend to do just that.” The blonde chuckled, shaking his head.

“Well hopefully not with your hair like that you won’t, kinda hard to instill fear in them while their laughing at the result of their prank. C’mon, let’s fix that.” Turning her made his way to a chair, expecting her to follow as he walked confidently to it. She blinked again, well, the new guy was definitely interesting, few people had it in them to sass her while her hair was so much as touched let alone ruined like this.

“Hey you just gonna stand there and gawk or do you want me to fix your hair.” She couldn’t help it, nobody talked about touching her hair.

“If you mess it up I’ll mess you up blondie.” Instead of the usual whimper or retreat the blonde boy… smiled?

“’Snort’ You sound just like my sis Beryl, relax, I have experience with styling long, blonde fine hair okay, your in good hands.” She rose brow, but slowly started to make her way to him. Noticing a picture of a boy and seven girls stuck up in his station.

“Whoa, is that you with all your cousins or something?” He laughed.

“Sisters actually, and I’ve done each of their hairs more times then I can count.” Okay, she was willing to risk it, at the very least the kid had experience. So she plopped herself down and let him do his magic… Okay so she might’ve had to stop herself once or twice from decking him when he touched her hair.

But hey his small talk took her mind off it, heck she only threatened him once when he pulled out the clippers. The boy seemed totally in his element. They talked about tons while he worked his magic, washing, shampooing and clipping her hair.

Eventually she begun asking how long he’d been doing this, she was surprised when he admitted this was his third and last week at the place. Something about needing extra money and having picked up several jobs before he hopefully got into his dream school. She couldn’t get much more details outta him, the boy was very cagey about it.

Finally thought he moment of truth came out and she saw… A pretty good looking cut, a bit shooter then what she’d come in with but not bad. In fact she was sorta digging it! Huh? Who’d’ve thought she could pull off a short due just as epically as she could a long one.

She grinned the boys way, walked up to him and gave him a full on huge, lifting the blonde up in the air as she did. And suddenly he went from her confident sassy groomer to a flustered, confused mess of a teen as socially awkward as her own niece.

It was honestly kinda endearing, guess he was the sort who just got in the zone when it came to doing their job. Well not like she was gonna complain he was so freaking expressive now it was actually kinda hilarious not to mention a bit adorable. She teased him once or twice, and got the boy to fluster pretty bad before she gave him a big fat tip that hit the triple digits. Hey her hair was a treasure, he earned it in her not so humble opinion.

And so she walked out and made her way back to Beacon, all smiles and snark as usual, much to her fellow staffs relief… Until the next day. Where she realized she couldn’t style her hair the exact way the guy had! Made sense, she never had short hair after all!

She made a mad dash back to that salon… Only to find out he wasn’t working there anymore… WHAT!? She had to all but threaten the boy’s name outta the manager! Yes! She threatened a civilian, but this was important! And she got exactly what she needed, a name.

Jaune Arc.

She rushed to Juniors, needing to use Vale’s best info broker to find out the single most important information in the entire kingdom… Why the hell did he go on about Torchwick and White Fang when she said that. Obviously the info she meant was on the blonde stylist!

He blinked at her, and then asked about the name again… Then went pale. And then called Jaune over, apparently one of the jobs he was working also happened to be here as a bartender. One look at her and he flustered going all red face… Yeah, she did dress up, she was in a club after all, had to look good. Glad to see she still had it, not that it was ever up for debate.

Anyways she had him now, made her demand had him promise to teach her how to do her hair, and until then would have him do it. She’d pay him obviously, she wasn’t a monster, and a guy who could actually style her glorious hair was worth his weight in gold.

He told her she’d have to wait till his break, she was about to drag him off as her waiting simply wasn’t a option, until he offered to give her a free drink, a thanks for the huge tip she gave him yesterday. Well, she was already in Vale so why not… And again he shocked her!

Seriously what had she been drinking up until this point? Cuz it sure as hell wasn’t a Strawberry Sunsrise compared to the one he served her. She was about to ask, but he seemed to pick up on her question and gave the answer of ‘Seven sisters’ which just sorta answered it, guess a few of them liked drinks.

And he was back to being mister focused on his craft, sassy and cool as a cucumber… She just had to mess with him. Wasn’t hard, just a little shake here, a suggestive pun there and a wink or two and the boy went cherry red.

It was the best time she had out in a good minute, and then slowly, things started to relax and she fell into that age old troupe of shooting the breeze her the bartender. Talking about her brother and niece who’d get into Beacon this year and how freaking proud of her she was.

It was great, fun, and she was… tipsy, so maybe when his break came around she chose to drag him to the dance floor for some fun instead of out to do her hair… And once again he surprised her with another skill of his. Jaune Arc, could dance.

He even dared suggest he was better then her… the nerve. She had to prove to him wrong, she just had to. So they spent his whole break dancing, drinking, laughing and just having fun, and one stink eye from her and Junior let her new young buddy take the rest of the night off.

And then everything went dark and she woke up in a bed, naked… Oh no.

Then she realized thank Oum there was no blonde boy right by her, instead her Scroll had a message, saying how he’d taken her to one of junior’s rooms to rest after she’d gotten wasted. And how he swore he left the room when she started to strip…

Yeah, that sounded like her when she got three sheets to the wind, he also sent her a message about how to do her hair. She asked Junior about the blonde but the guy insisted he was just a temporary hire.

-0-0-0-

Well, it was time her baby niece’s first day was upon them! It took everything she had not to charge up grab little ruby up in a huge and completely embarrass her in front of everyone of her potential classmates.

Yang might’ve been wary of Ozpin when he first suggested it but still, she was aiming to enjoy this, to watch her niece, thrive in Beacon, to make a name for herself and have the best experience she cou- And she exploded…

Then some little white haired bitch started hounding her niece! She readied to walk up there and clobber the uppity brat. But before she could the spoiled brat left when some other goth looking chick got in the way. The black themed kid left too, leaving her poor niece all alone looking miserable!

She readied to make way only for the last person she expected to show up.

“Jaune?”

-0-0-0-

She stood with Ozzy and Glyn watching things go down in the emerald forest, watching her niece having the misfortune of teaming up with the bratty Schnee. But there was also someone else who interested her, Jaune Arc, AKA her personal stylist, bartender and clubbing escort to be the next four years of Beacon.

What could she say, the kid was a man of many talents that she very much appreciated. She’d looked his files over, and yep… Guy had fake transcripts, so that’s why he needed all that extra scratch. Still though, considering they had a ex-terrorist in their roster this year she couldn’t view it too negatively, heck Qrow had been a freaking bandit.

Also, the kid really wanted this, I mean guy let Ozzy launch him into the forest… without aura! Yeah that was a shocker, the fact the kid was even willing to fight Grimm with having aura much less knowing what it was spoke volumes to his bravery, stupidity too yes, but mostly bravery. And hey, when the cereal girl herself unlocked it turned out he had a bunch.

Yep this year was shaping up to be a interesting one.

-0-0-0-

Glynda didn’t know what to think of how Yang was acting, given she rarely knew what to do when it came to said brawler, but moreso today the usual, Yang was acting quite perplexing, well more then usual. Focusing on miss Rose she could understand, the woman all but raised the silver-eyed warrior after all. But her interest also seemed to focus on a second individual as well.

Mister Arc, a student she still had doubts about, but who also seemed to gain her partners attention, she sighed for the poor student. She didn’t wish her partner’s teasing on anyone, much less a seemingly easy to fluster first year like him.

Oh well, she supposed sacrifices had to be made for the greater good, a happy or at the very least entertained Xiao-Long mean much less collateral damage for the school and free time for herself. Perhaps she could offer him a bit of favoritism for such a burden, he did have a lot of aura, she supposed she could give him advise on control of it, he’d need it in case her partner ever tried to spare with the poor thing after all.

-0-0-0-

Okay, this was not good, Yang had not expected Jaune to be in Beacon, much less for him to befriend her precious niece and be such good friends with her… What was this kid? He could, do hair, make drinks, dance and could even be a reliable man when the chips were down if him turning back to help against the Deathstalker was any indication.

Seriously, the kid didn’t even have aura for a full hour and yet he turned to face a grimm most huntsman would think twice about facing much less potential first years. And all for some strangers… Yep she didn’t care if his transcripts were real or not, Jaune earned his place in the school with that bit of bravery there.

She nearly laughed when he was declared leader of his team, not cause it was funny, kid was the obvious choose, he was quick the decide, enact and didn’t hesitate. Hell, he had no actual training and yet when the chips were down he lead three people he didn’t even know the name of into battle.

Ozpin would have to be blind not to pick him, at the after party she made her way right to him ready to tease him to high heaven. But instead caught him talking to one of his sisters, well her her wife and… And. AND THE MOST ADORBLE THING SHE’D SEEN SINCE BABY RUBY!!!

Apparently, it was his nephew Adrian! So yeah she sorta cut in and got involved, talked to his sister, baby talked his cute nephew and informed said sister that her little brother was on the fast track to being a kick butt huntsman. What? you didn’t it so many checkmarks with her and not get a few benefits for it. Yang Xiao-Long was the kinda teacher who definitely played favorites, and Jaune Arc was certainly one of them.

-0-0-0-

Yang did not know what to do… Well, that wasn’t true, she knew exactly what she wanted to do, or to be more specific… Who.

How had it come to this!? Seriously, she just didn’t know what to do… Okay, maybe she should back up a sec and explain. So she, Yang Xiao-Long, Huntress extraordinaire, hottest teacher in Beacon (Okay… Maybe Glynda and her were tied) was lowkey crushing on one of her students…

No! It was not Blake! She didn’t get why Port assumed that? Nope, she had found herself thinking of and gioving extra attention to Jaune, yep, Jaune, mister fake it till he made it. HE JUST CHECKED OFF ALL THE THINGS SHE WAS LOOKING FOR IN A GUY!!!

Yeah, she was surprised too, as it turned out, you didn’t need to be a huge giant of muscles like Yatsuhashi or that transfer student Sage. Nope, lean was good too, maybe not Lie Ren lean but a nice in-between. And Jaune Arc hit that sweet spot, heck he was decently built even before Beacon, it was just more like a farmboy than a actual knight. But now, ‘heh’ Yang very much approved his teammate Nora’s insistence on weightlifting.

He was blonde! Which yeah maybe that wasn’t strictly necessary for him to catch her eyes but it didn’t hurt. He got along with her niece, heck he was her first friend in Beacon. And he was brave, something she knew when he turned back to help his team against that Deathstalker during his Initiation.

He proved it again though about a month later when he saved Cardin Winchester against a Ursa Major, now that said a lot about him. While his team ran for their lives Jaune stood his ground and fought to save his bully… the threatened him to not mess with his friends… Yeah, that was when she realized he was on her radar.

More then that he checked off things she didn’t even know she was looking for a guy, he was good with hair (though not his own if that mop of blonde was any indication), dancing drinks, And Oh My God Cooking! The Boy Could Cook! Again Thank Oum For His Sisters and Mom For Forcing Him To Learn Those Glorious Glorious Domestic Skills! But More Then That thank Mama Arc for giving him that ass!

And she was perving on Jaune again… Great. Ugh she needed to settle this already, heck she wasn’t even able to hide it anymore. The Staff totally made fun of her over it even!

But like, she didn’t wanna be all weird, plus the blonde liked the little icy no tit princess, and she was in a mood again… Was she really jealous of a teenager who was built like a ironing board… Yes, yes she was and that more then anything else infuriated her.

Heck he was on a team with Pyrrha-Obvious-Nikos! At least Yang could accept losing to the spartan! Okay… Maybe lose was a bit much. After all if she went for it she would nab that blonde up in a second. So why didn’t she?

Cause, cause she was a teacher… Y-yeah, that was it, totally not because she had cold feet, and never been in a relationship that lasted more then a weekend… Gods Dammit.

And then she stumbled upon it, Jaune and her partner training, Glynda had taken a shine to Jaune, not at first, her partner was pretty peeved about the whole Transcripts thing. But after a few weeks her favorite student (Ruby being the exception) had used his Arc charm on her.

Glyn was a bit softy underneath all that stern strictness of her’s. Wait? Was she… checking him out? Yep, Glyn was focusing pretty hard on her blonde Himbo’s ass… And she was touching him! WAIT WHAT!? Glyn Didn’t Touch People, She didn’t need to with her semblance! Why Would She… OH THAT BITCH!!!

That’s right Glynda had been benefiting from Jaune’s talents as much as she was, actually he was also helping her with paperwork apparently (something about paying her back for the aura control lessons) NO NO NOOO!

She was not losing Jaune To Her Partner and the stick up her ass! Yang never thought of herself as the jealous type but here she was, going into her room and grabbing some of her risqué clothes… Yeah they were pretty old, she at least went up to cup sizes since she last wore this to… Perfect.

Now all she needed was a night to alter them, thank Oum she was used to sewing cause of Ruby. And she was ready, and as she stepped into class, ready to teach unashamed and with a cocky smile on her face she looked to her mark. Jaune Arc much like the other boys in her class was staring just like she wanted him to.

Yep, Yang Xiao-Long might’ve been scared of screwing up, of causing issues for Jaune or more importantly Beacon and the moral implications of a teacher screwing her student, but that all came second, because more then that she refused to lose to anyone. And now that Glynda might be in the competition she wasn’t gonna hold back.

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

If Glynda was in Volume 8

Ironwood: *Pulls his gun out to shoot Ruby*

Gun: *Is pulled from his hand*

Glynda: James! What are you doing!

Ironwood: Glynda!?

Glynda: I swear, I leave for a couple months and you suddenly forget your morals!

Ironwood: She lied to me! Ozpin Lied to me! She's defying orders!

Glynda: That doesn't give you grounds to shoot her- Step outside, get a drink of water, and let me handle this, JAmes! And get yourself a blanket, you're sleeping on the couch tonight!

Ironwood: But Glyn-

Glynda: Couch.

Ironwood: Honey-

Glynda: Couch!

Ironwood: Dear?

Glynda: Couch!

Ironwood: *sigh* Yes Ma'am ...

~~~~~

Ironwood: *Shoots Oscar off the platform*

Glynda: *Pulling him back up with her semblance* JAMES WHAT THE HELL!

Ironwood: He Betrayed our Trust!

Glynda: And?!?! He's trying to repair that Bridge! We can wait for retribution once Atlas is safe!

~~~~~

Glynda: *Fighting him for the revolver* James No!

Ironwood: They're getting in my way!

Glynda: Look, Declaring martial law, I understand, but shooting council members for having questions and concerns in not a reasonable Response!

~~~~~

Glynda: I haven't asked yet but what happened to your arm?

Ironwood: I was fighting ARthur Watts, and-

Glynda: Hardlight Trap?

Ironwood: Hardlight Trap.

Glynda: *Pinching the bridge of her nose* Goddamn it James.

Ironwood: I know, I know,"It can only happen so many times" But I swear I thought this one was going in a different direction than last time-

~~~~~

Yang: What do you-

Glynda: He's not usually this bad. He's actually quite sweet when he wants to be.

Yang: ...

Glynda: And he Fucks. So. Hard. Hard enough for me to forget the stresses of my day and just fall asleep against the Hard, hot, Broad chest~

Yang: Uh ... Neat.

Glynda: You asked the question and I answered it, like any teacher should for their student.

[novankenn]

the Invasion...

Glynda Goodwitch, the deputy Headmistress of Beacon Academy, and current Combat instructor, looked about herself checking to make sure she hadn't been followed. Seeing the coast was clear she entered the derelict looking storefront. Inside she came face to face with herself. Though this version was wearing a summer dress, and not business attire.

????: GLYN!!!

THE Glynda Goodwitch was instantly subdued by a hug from her twin sister. Which the stoic professor instantly melted into a returned.

Glynda: Jasime, it's been too long.

Jasmine: It wouldn't be if you'd just come home for visits!

Glynda: I'm sorry, you have no idea what it's like! All these kids, all these hormones!

Jasmine: (deadpans) I gave you 7 nieces and 1 nephew. I know.

Glynda: But you had help! I have... Ozpin!

Jasmine: You have a point, there.

Glynda: Anyway (pulls out her scroll and expands it.) I have everything we need right here. We can begin the operation as soon as the girls get here.

Jasmine: They're already here, girls.

Six blond haired girls all dressed in spec-ops gear step out of the shadows, and wave at their aunt.

Glynda: Oh... (sniffles) they've all got so big! I've missed so much!

Jasmine: It's okay, sis.

Glynda: But... (sniffles) wait, I see... Vert, Jade, Violet, Noir, Blanche and Juniper. Where's Saphron?

Jasmine: Adrian is teething, so she had to stay in Argus.

Glynda: Ohhhh, the poor little guy.

Jasmine: So are you sure? These... targets are the correct choices?

Glynda: They are. Trust me Jas, I know how to profile individuals.

Jasmine: Then let's get started. (Turns to the collection of armed Arc Sisters) You will all have a target. Neutralize and exfil. No mistakes. Understood?

Arc Sisters: Yes mama.

Jasmine: Glyn if you please.

Glynda nodded and turned on the projection function of her scroll. On the dirty wall a list of target names matched to a family member.

Pyrrha Nikos -- Jasmine Arc Cinder Fall --- Glynda Goodwitch Ruby Rose -- Vert Arc Weiss Schnee -- Jade Arc Arslan Atlan -- Violet Arc May Zedong -- Noir Arc Emerald Sustrai -- Blanche Arc Ciel Soliel -- Juniper Arc Velvet Scarlatina -- Saphron Arc

Glynda: Full dossiers of each target have been uploaded to the family's secure server. Pull the info you need.

Arc Sisters: Yes Auntie.

Glynda: I think we're ready.

Jasmine: Girls, sister, it is time. Jaune is as dense as his father, and it is up to us to secure his safety and future. Are you ready?

Glynda & Arc Sisters: YES!

Jasmine: Then let's begin...

(Episodes)

[a-den-of-demons]

Glynda Goodwitch, the telekinetic huntress of Beacon Academy, sat behind her desk. It had been a rough morning for the professor. Three dates this month and she couldn't find one person that could compare to... Him. She bit her lower lip, glancing at the door as she felt her folds dampen at the mere thought of Achilles. She reached down into her tightly fitted pants, beginning to reminisce and masturbate to the thought of the weekend of passion she had with him. Oh what she would do for one last moment.

Achilles, coming back with Pyrrha, knew he had a blonde goddess to visit. He walked to her office, and knocked on the door, his low voice getting through, “Hey Glyn, it’s me~.”

[a-fantastic-time]

*there combat class going assist teacher and help glynda goodwitch as new teacher came in some guys saying to themselves or each other that living dark goddess among*

Sephirothina: greeting everyone im sephirothina assist teacher to glynda goodwitch or glyn back when she and I was students here beacon~

*sephirothina voice is sweet and charming but playful by call long time friend glynda goodwitch nickname back when the two was students*

The class couldn't take their eyes off of the new assistance instructor. Most of the boys in class seemed to only really focus on a specific part of her, as her chest moved every which way with every step she took. While the girls mostly talked about how beautiful she was.

Jaune how ever, was mostly mostly messing with his equipment, making sure things were all good. He had been improving over the past weeks thanks to Pyrrha's and team RWBY"s help. So much so, that even Goodwitch herself seemed to take notice and praise the boy from time to time.

While everyone prepared for the next team to go up, Glynda had offered a one on one match, to see if certain students had payed attention during her last lecture about aura usage. She chose Yang Xiao Long, and Jaune Arc to demonstrate.

[linkman447]

Jaune The Target Of Affection

Jaune is walking down the hall’s blissfully unaware of everything

The thoughts of rwby from Pyrrha’s pov

Yang: dang vomit boy’s looking yummy

Blake: mmmm he’s like the target of my books

Weiss: I have made a grave mistake of rejecting him

Ruby: I’d like to eat him up like a giant cookie

Pyrrha pov

Pyrrha: those sluts are after my man

In reality

Yang: I can see us dating he laughs at my puns

Blake: he’s just like how my father described his family

Weiss: why doesn’t that dunce know I’m a tsundere

Ruby: I wanna eat him like a giant cookie

Jaunes pov

Jaune: I wonder if they made chicken nuggets chicken shaped would it be chicken, chicken nuggets *gasp* it’s the greatest idea ever maybe glyn would love that idea

Pyrrha: our first child would be Jason or Hera and they’d be beautiful

Nora: damn fearless leader got game

Ren: hmm this is good juice

Glynda: hmm maybe I should talk to jaune about when I used to look after him when he was younger

[howlingday]

Would any of trio of mama arcs be friends with Glynda?

First / Previous / Previous

Goodwitch: And then he takes a sip of his mug and he spits it out all over James!

Arcs: (Cackling)

Goodwitch: He- He then apologizes, saying, "Excuse me. I must have forgotten to wash my mug."

Madame Arc: Oh, Glynda, you haven't changed!

Mama Arc: You're still the same Glyn I met at the Vytal Tournament!

Misses Arc: Well, almost the same. You seem to have made quite the turnaround since we first met at Beacon. You've gone from trouble maker to trouble breaker. What happened?

Goodwitch: (Sighs) I'm not sure. Looking back on the way things have been since graduating, I could chalk it up to just about any number of things it could have been. But I think... I think it was around the time I left my team.

Mama Arc: (Winces) Sorry to bring up old wounds.

Goodwitch: There's nothing to apologize for. It was my decision, and I stand by it. Even if it didn't feel right at the time.

Madame Arc: Well, if it ever happens again, then you know you can rely on us to help you.

Goodwitch: Of course. But I think that's enough about my life. How have you three been?

[no-more-tales-tavern]

Follows this post.

Smut Snippet Beach 3E: If anyone deserved a vacation, it was Glynda. Though it was Thundove who convinced her to take one, and to use money from the Royal treasury and one of the royal boats for their personal vacation. All things she would not have done before at all. But before she could really think or consider that at all, Thundove was making sure they enjoyed their time at see.

Let's Go to the Beach! Beach!: 3E

Glynda wasn't sure which she felt more—flattered that her lover had gone to such great lengths to give her a long overdue vacation that she'd desperately needed, or concerned that he had done so by tricking the royal treasury into gifting him the coin to secure the trip, as well as one of the royal navy's ships. As the leader of the city's civilian affairs, she felt almost insulted by the lack of care he showed the rest of the government.

But as his sexy and loving plaything, all she could think of was thanking him as soon as they set sail from Vale's port.

"Ohhh Thundove~" the elven woman groaned with pleasure, biting at her lip as she bounced steadily up and down on his lap. Her clothes long forgotten by now—though she'd packed an entire trunk full for their trip, it had been obvious by every touch and squeeze of her master's hand that the two of them would be wearing very little for the next two weeks. A thought that only excited her more, and made her hips come down even harder.

Beneath her, her fellow elven lover chuckled and smirked back up at her—a hand on her waist to keep her close to him, while the other reached up around her arching figure to teasingly grope and smack at one of her erotically bouncing breasts. "Enjoying yourself, my pet~?" the crime lord asked with an amused chuckle, his gaze hungrily dragging up her sensual form to land on her face again.

The gorgeous blonde let out a deep and desperate moan of reply, her hips rolling down, gyrating around his impressive length as she bounced steadily on his lap. The feeling of his hand on her breast made her whine with pleasure—oh, the things he could do to make her come completely undone. "Gods, yes~ gods, its been so long since I could just relax~ mmm, and since we could be alone together~"

Thundove smirked at her replies, and his hand gripped her breast firmly, making her gasp— "Then we'd best make up for all that lost time, Glyn~" the crime boss murmured, slowly pulling her down to rest her back against his chest, his lips finding her neck and peppering it with soft kisses as he began to roughly buck and thrust his hips up into hers. The roughness earning him a chorus of moans and cries from his lusty slut that were pure music to his ears.

Two weeks out at sea, and they'd only just begun—he could only imagine what sort of woman she'd be when they finally returned~

[flightofaqrow]

@professor-goodwitch​ ported from ask response:

Glynda expected something more shocking from Qrow’s reaction given she’s disappeared for a few months but instead he had a pink tint on his face. Though, she wasn’t aloof to the conversation that was taking place when she walked up to him and immediately heard that he would bed her if he had a choice.

She couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle and stepped closer to him, stepping into his personal space. “Even after all this time that I’ve been gone, you still had me in your mind hmm?” She said, as she placed her hand onto his chest lightly. “I really appreciate that, Qrow~”

off-guard and bashful is about as shocked as qrow gets. and it lives only but a moment before bravado creeps back into his demeanor, and that blush splits from his face to the barest tip of his ears where feathered hair fluffs so subtle, and down to his chest beneath her touch. 

“ha... an’ here i’d say i was th’ one who flew th’ coop,” he reaches up to hold her by the wrist, unsure if it’s in return gesture of affection, or to stop her from placing any more pressure - that something so familiar and kind and good might threaten to shatter his still-recovering self which feels everything times ten without the dull veil of alcohol to shield him any longer.

he scoffs, if only to spite himself, “never far from it, Glyn.” he sounds so unbearably honest these days. that inhibited tongue, slicked quicker with smooth sarcasm instead - he traded that in too. for this... weighty lump of muscle.

 “...haven’ t y’known me long enough to figure out not bein’ able t’forget people is part of all my problems?”

[setsu-kos-arashi]

*Meanwhile*

Glynda(Happy): Good afternoon students, hello Peach, how was your day.

Pr.Peach: Wow Glyn, you seem happier than usual, care to say the reason.

Glynda: Oh you know, just got called mom.

*After a stressful day*

Pyrrha, jokingly: Have you ever just wanted to jump off a building?

Jaune: Yeah, like, five minutes ago actually.

Pyrrha: What?

Jaune: Before leaving combat class I accidentally called Glynda mom while saying goodbye, and I just want to fucking die now.

Pyrrha:…….do you need a hug?

[novankenn]

the Invasion... Snatching Sustrai

Emerald was literally shaking as she watched from her hiding spot as Cinder was levitated away by Professor Goodwitch. The desperate pleading look Cinder had shot her, made Emerald's heart hurt... but the former street rat knew better that to take on a fight she had no chance in winning... or surviving.

Emerald: I'm sorry...

????: What are you sorry for?

Emerald stiffened at the soft feminine voice that accompanied the rather solid arm that was suddenly draped over her shoulders. Slowly she turned her head just enough to find herself peering into warm pools of the purest blue she had ever seen.

????: You have nothing to be sorry for. Smart move not messing with Auntie... she'd have messed you up!

Emerald: Auntie?

????: Name's Blanche Arc... and you just saw my Aunt Glyn in action. Makes this whole operation look smooth like butter.

Emerald: Operation?

Blanche: Yeah, the operation. We're all here, aside from Saphie... her little one is teething... poor little guy.

Emerald: Teething?

Blanche: Anyway... Aunt Glyn got her target, so guess I can't let her make me look bad, and not show up with my own, right?

Emerald: Right?

Emerald shivered when she saw the rather malicious smile cross the short haired blond woman's face, and then something clicked. Emerald twisted her body about, slamming her hands against the chest of Blanche.

BUZZ-ZAP!

Blanche gave Emerald's twitching form a soft smile, as she put away her taser and pulled out some zip-ties.

Blanche: Sorry sis... not taking a chance of you using that semblance of yours on me.

Once Blanche had Emerald's hands and ankles secured. She hauled her effortlessly up and over her shoulder, before walking down the hall... vanishing into the very shadows Glynda and Cinder had but a few minutes earlier.

(Episodes)

[raunchyremnant]

"Come on, it can't be THAT much of an issue, especially on a day like today." Coco pouted as found herself brought to Glynda's office for dress code violation, as rather than dress in a way to help with the heatwave, Coco had gone one further and decided to go around Beacon fully nude apart from her shades, something she wasn't hesitant about doing as she could easily scare off anyone who wanted to try and touch her. "It's a heatwave, and this is most comfortable for me, is that okay Glyn?"

Glynda's eyes narrowed as she looked the naked student up and down. "Miss Adelle, I understand that the weather has been uncomfortable lately, but that's no justification to wander around campus in the nude. Do you have any idea what would happen if we allowed everyone to indulge in such behavior. The entire school would become an orgy."

[rwby-necro-au-archive]

So how's the meet?

[ Ozzy approaches the gate. ]

[ Glynda notices him and runs over ]

Ozzy: hey Glyn—

Y! Glynda: I’m leaving tonight, I’m running away

Ozzy: woah woah, ok. *laughs* couldn’t even say hi before you threw that at me

Y! Glynda: sorry…

Ozzy: I’m teasing. It’s fine. Do you want to climb the fence by yourself?

Y! Glynda: yeah.

[ she climbs the fence and slowly makes her way to the other side, noir follows ]

Y! Glynda: by the way are they—

Ozzy: I met one like them earlier. They seem decent. And if you’re not scared of them then I don’t see why I should be.

[the-blackbird-roleplays]

Nolan yelped as he was thrown back, chuckling as he gripped Glynda's waist and started bucking his hips hard into hers, pumping his cock into her womb when as he gave her ass a hard squeeze.

"Who's getting cocky, Glyn?" He growled as he pumped his hips harder. "Just want to hear you moan with your worship! Keep groping yourself and I'll get even tougher with you, my Goddess!"

Revelations of the GoodWitch

(A Closed RP with @a-den-of-demons)

Nolan sighed as he passed the keycard between his fingers, tumbling the plastic card like a gambler tumbling the Ace of Spades. He smirked softly to himself, mulling over the note that had been wrapped around the card and slipped under the door of his motel room sometime in the night.

Room 316. Show your work to the teacher, then relax.

He chuckled softly, looking at the elevator screen ticking to the third floor of the lavish hotel. It had been his rendezvous spot with his handler for this mission. Normally it would be Winter, but she was back home with Kali. It left him wondering exactly who was going to be meeting him...

Minutes later, Nolan swiped the keycard and entered room 316, walking into a suite that was almost too perfect. He walked through the main room, glancing at a statue of the Goddess Athena and smirking slightly.

"Goddess of Wisdom... the teacher of us all." He chuckled softly, leaving the Skeleton Key USB drive at the foot of the small statue before heading into the bedroom and laying down, lacing his fingers together and resting with his hands behind his head as he settled into the obscenely comfortable bet. He didn't know what to expect next... but he was prepared for almost anything.

... almost...

[howlingday]

Ozpin, Call the Guy!

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Yang sat in the police station with her baby sister. Okay, maybe baby isn't the most accurate, since the younger sibling was only a few years younger than her, but Yang helped raise her! And by helped, she meant that she was raising Ruby until their dad had stopped grieving Mom and started actually looking after his kids.

"Yang Xiao Long?" A woman asked, her green eyes locked onto Yang's lavender. "My name is Glynda Goodwitch, and I am the Deputy Headmistress of Beacon Academy. If you and your sister would follow me, please."

Yang and Ruby stood from their seats and followed the older woman to one of those interrogation rooms you see on TV. Well, on TV and in real life, Yang learned. She and her sister were caught stopping a dust shop robbery without a license. Ruby managed to chase the creep up to the rooftop, leaving her on the street with all the fun. When she came back, the fun was over and they were both brought in by the Deputy Headmistress.

"Have a seat." The woman said. "Professor Ozpin should be in shortly."

"The Headmaster of Beacon Academy?!" Ruby beamed.

"Correct." She adjusted her glasses with but a finger. "He will be discussing how to handle your case further." The door creaked open behind them. "Ah, here he is now."

"Glynda," a tired voice said, "it's three in the morning. Why are we doing this now?"

"I won't have these children sitting in custody until morning." She said with a huff.

"Glyn- Glynda, these are teenagers, not children!"

"Ah, ah, ah!" She wagged her finger. "The age of majority is 18, and Yang Xiao Long has only just turned 17."

"Wait, what's going on?" Yang asked, feeling her sister tighten her grip on her arm.

"We're adopting you." The woman said.

"We're not adopting you." The man said.

Yang was doubly confused now. She looked to her sister, hoping for some guidance that her innocence may have caught, but this was just as confusing for her. Were they being adopted, or was this just a weird prank that the Headmaster and Deputy Headmistress pulled on occasion? Either scenario didn't seem good.

"Glynda, this is the sixth time you've done this." The Headmaster groused. "Second that it was done with two children. And these two have a parent this time! I know! I checked this time."

"Ozpin." She stood up, towering over the slouching, tired man. "Call the guy."

"...Fine." He shook his head. "If you can convince these two, then I'll call him."

"Call who?" Yang asked. "What is going on?"

"You're being adopted." The woman smiled. "That is, of course, if you want to be."

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At the request of superfan, @itsupermanti