#Bumbleby fic

[the-descolada]

Chapter 8: Full Fathom Five

The bay has always been home for Yang, and her devotion shapes her world around it.

When Blake surfaces into her life, what was routine becomes unexpected, and what was ordinary becomes extraordinary.

For Blake, home isn't so easy, and when treating your life like a closely guarded secret is what comes naturally, the unexpected is sometimes exactly what you need to hold on to.

She wanted to talk again, to share things locked up tight - Blake had a way of doing that, of making it easy like few people had just by virtue of being there, four patient listening ears trained on her as always even out of sight. The assurance of their presence was something she knew she could rely on, steady and sure and so caring in all the ways that mattered most for her. The raw emotion of it all welled again, simple kindness enough to break her down - but there was peace in that, acceptance of letting things out with light at the end of the tunnel.

Chapter 8 of the Bay Bees fic is up! Happy birthday, Yang. Have some fuckin angst.

[pugoata]

Chapters: 8/8 Fandom: RWBY Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Blake Belladonna/Yang Xiao Long Characters: Blake Belladonna, Yang Xiao Long, Ruby Rose (RWBY), Weiss Schnee, Pyrrha Nikos, Adam Taurus Additional Tags: Romance, Angst, Alternate Universe - Historical, Action, Violence, Minor Character Death, Pining, Slow Burn, Married Couple, This one's gonna be dark guys, Scarlet Pimpernel AU, tw: guillotine???, tw: the french (I guess lol), Bumbleby Big Bang (RWBY) Summary:

AU: Blake returns from Menagerie to find her life in shambles: Atlas overthrown by the White Fang, her old friends acting strangely around her, and the wife she left behind, Yang, is cold and distant. Adding to her misery, she's confronted with a threat from her past and an impossible task: to save her parents from the guillotine, Blake must identify and neutralize the mysterious vigilante known as the Dragonfly.

With no one to help her, Blake caught between a rock and a hard place: can she still trust her estranged wife? Can she save her parents?

And who is that demmed, elusive Dragonfly?

~

Here we are, folks!! My BBB!

Now please please PLEASE go admire my artists, @mastofnone and @askjar!! I have been spoiled ROTTEN by them, and it’s been such a pleasure!! I’m probably pretty awful to work with, but their art is absolutely INSANE!!! 

https://www.tumblr.com/askjar/737623048801370112/here-is-my-contribution-to-the-bumblebybigbang?source=share

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[ao3feed-blakeyang]

I'll Love You When They Can't

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/O7pGItQ by DredgenSoul Ruby had very few fond memories of Christmas. It wasn’t as if nothing could be looked back upon with positive emotions, even if they were dulled from what they had been before. As an adult, however, it was hard for her to look back on these memories with anything outside of a simmering anger. It would come in waves, as most things did these days when recalling the past; never quite dying down despite the time elapsed. It was the first Christmas after Salem had been released from her curse, and here she was sitting alone in her room and reminiscing about things that shouldn’t have mattered over a decade later. Wasn't that just pathetic? /// Making peace with the past is hard, and accepting that anger is even harder. Thankfully for Team RWBY; they have each other. Words: 2615, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: RWBY Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, Gen Characters: Ruby Rose (RWBY), Yang Xiao Long, Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna, Taiyang Xiao Long, Summer Rose (RWBY), Raven Branwen, Qrow Branwen, Zwei (RWBY), Salem (RWBY) Relationships: Ruby Rose & Yang Xiao Long, Weiss Schnee & Yang Xiao Long, Blake Belladonna & Ruby Rose & Weiss Schnee & Yang Xiao Long, Ruby Rose/Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna/Yang Xiao Long, Taiyang Xiao Long & Yang Xiao Long, Qrow Branwen & Raven Branwen & Summer Rose & Taiyang Xiao Long, Ruby Rose & Taiyang Xiao Long, Weiss Schnee & Zwei Additional Tags: Mentioned Characters, Ruby Rose (RWBY) Needs a Hug, Yang Xiao Long Needs a Hug, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Everyone Needs A Hug, Sibling Bonding, Protective Siblings, Christmas, Christmas Fluff, Weiss Schnee Needs a Hug, Ruby Rose (RWBY)-centric, Bad Parenting, Absent Parents, Mentioned Summer Rose (RWBY), Established Blake Belladonna/Yang Xiao Long, Protective Yang Xiao Long, Childhood Trauma, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Hugs, Team as Family, Post-Defeat of Salem (RWBY), Fluff and Humor, Family Fluff, Happy Ending, Yang Xiao Long Raised Ruby Rose (RWBY), Why Don't We Talk About This More?, Loss of Parent(s) read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/O7pGItQ

[kienava]

have some canon compliant post v9 c6 bumbleby smut :)

[set-wingedwarrior]

Good evening my dears (or whatever time of the day it is for you now).

Today I'm showing you this old oneshot of mine that, at the light of recent events (the dvd commentaries), aged like fine wine.

I hope you'll enjoy ❤️

[flipomatic]

Say It - Chapter 1: Shine

Summary: After Yang stopped laughing, her expression softened once again. It was a look that made Blake’s heart freeze in her chest, one that terrified her almost as much as it thrilled her. “I really am glad that you came tonight.” The grip of Yang’s fingers tightened minutely between Blake’s as she spoke, her tone quiet and low. Maybe a human would’ve had trouble hearing it above the music, but even with the bow Blake’s cat ears picked it up perfectly.

“Well, you did invite me.” Blake replied bluntly, ignoring the increased hammering of her heart in her chest. She considered telling her, sharing those thoughts she held so close. To tell Yang how much she appreciated the talk the other day, or how incredibly strong she thought she was. Or even to tell her about the forest and how grateful she was to have picked Yang as her partner.

Or

Many times that Blake and Yang don’t say what they’re thinking, and one time when they do.

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The sun was setting in the distance as the day drew towards a close, casting a steadily elongating shadow of Blake’s form across the ground. Soon it would vanish as the fragmented moon rose over the school and blessed the students with its soft rays of light. Though Blake’s hand was tucked securely into the crook of Sun’s arm as she walked, her mind had already wandered far from there. It drifted towards a sun of a different sort than either of the ones present.

Blake’s mind traveled to a memory from just a couple days before, when her partner had pulled her aside to talk. It hadn’t been a conversation that Blake went to willingly, but she didn’t regret it.

With a wink and a flirty line, Yang had invited Blake to the dance. That was normal behavior for Yang. If that was all she had done, then Blake would’ve ignored it. It would’ve been easy to roll her eyes and deflect that effort to lighten the mood.

But that wasn’t all she did, not by far. What wasn’t normal was the talk preceding it, the story Yang told about her mother and her childhood. The warm hug that Yang gave her in that classroom stuck with her, along with the emotions conveyed within it. Blake learned something about Yang that day, about her immense drive but also her restraint and caring heart.

The night before the dance, Blake went to sleep early.

Now, as the sun set above and she approached the front doors of the dance hall with Sun by her side, she felt more alive than she had in weeks. The doors opened in front of them, letting light and music pour out of the enclosed space.

The two walked forward into that light together, and Blake’s eyes locked on the person standing near the entrance. Any other person might’ve looked around at the decorations, like Sun was doing, or combed the crowd for people they knew. Blake didn’t that or anything else, just looked straight ahead.

She only watched Yang, who stood behind a podium and was examining something with her eyes narrowed in concentration. She tapped her finger against the slanted surface a couple times, lips shifting in a half frown. She wore a stylish white dress that showed off her shoulders and accented the vibrant purple of her eyes.

When the sound of the doors shutting echoed into the hall, Yang finally looked up. Her eyes locked onto Blake’s, and her frown shifted immediately into a bright smile.

“Welcome to the dance!” Yang practically glowed as she greeted them, gesturing with one hand towards the dancers behind her. Blake knew that Yang only actually glowed when she used her semblance, yet it was hard to believe that she wasn’t doing so now. “Glad you could both make it!” Blake allowed her lips to quirk up as she nodded in reply.

“Thanks!” Sun responded with the same high level of energy as Yang. “The place looks great!”

Yang’s eyes left Blake to move to him. “You can thank Weiss for that, she made the final touches juuuust before it started.” Her eyes twinkled with the extended word, as if there was a joke being left unsaid.

“I think I will.” Sun lifted his head and looked around the crowd, turning back to Blake after a moment of searching. “Want to come with?”

There was something she needed to do first, something important. “You go on ahead.” Blake gently removed her hand from his arm. “I’ll catch up with you.”

“See you on the dance floor.” Sun winked, gave a half wave, and then vanished into the crowd. Blake didn’t watch him go, instead turning her attention back to her partner. Yang, who was gleefully using a pen to check something off on her podium, looked back up at Blake.

For a few seconds, silence hung between them. Or rather, only the music emanating from the dance floor carried through the air past them. Blake inhaled to speak, but the words she looked for faded before they could leave her lips. She foolishly hadn’t expected this to be difficult. “How’s the dance been going so far?” She asked an easier question instead.

“Better, now that you’re here.” Yang’s smooth reply was accompanied by a toothy smile, one that stretched across her face. She looked at ease, unbothered by the tumult of the dance she had planned going on around her.

“Did you still want to, umm…” Blake could feel her cheeks warm as she tried again to put this question together, hoping she hadn’t misunderstood what Yang said before. A worse fear flashed through her mind, sending a cold chill down her spine. What if Yang had been lying to her? She had no reason to think that, no indication that Yang had ever been anything but honest, but it had happened with others.

For a moment Yang gave her an odd look, as if she didn’t understand, before her eyes lit up with recognition. “To dance?” She asked with a smirk.

Blake fought back an unwanted and unasked for wave of relief as she nodded her reply silently. When Yang extended one hand towards her over the podium, fingers outstretched and eager, she took it without any further hesitation.

The walk onto the dance floor was only a handful of steps, but with Yang guiding her by the hand Blake hardly paid attention to them. Yang’s grip on her fingers felt steady and secure, much like Yang was as a person. She weaved them effortlessly past the moving couples until they stopped in a relatively open space.

Yang turned back towards Blake, releasing her hand and stepping close so they were less than a foot apart. She gingerly placed her right hand around Blake’s back, while offering her left one up and to the side. Blake knew how she was supposed to respond. She lifted her left hand to Yang’s shoulder and brought her other one to meet Yang’s waiting hand. Their fingers intertwined in a way they hadn’t before, with those two points of contact spreading a comfortable warmth to Blake’s chest.

As the pair started to move, to step forward and backward in time with the music, Blake eased into the patterns of the dance. Her nerves and fears from before had been unfounded, now she could just enjoy the evening and their time together. That was what Yang had told her before, to slow down and relax. Blake was starting to realize that she truly meant it.

She kept her eyes on Yang as they danced, exploring her features and searching for something; she didn’t know what. She was always watching the people around her, waiting to see how they would react and what they would do. Even now, in this calm moment, Blake’s behavior didn’t change. Her partner looked serene as they moved in a way that was so different from her usual self. She hardly looked like the same woman who could take down a whole pack of Grimm by herself. Her lips were lifted up in a soft smile, eyes glimmering in the low light of the dance hall. Yang always wore her emotions clearly visible like this to anyone who took the time to look, even if Blake didn’t always understand what she saw. Her eyes swam with emotion, practically overflowed with it. They were purple now, as they usually were, but Blake had seen them red and angry.

The first time was when they became partners, all the way back at the start of the school year. Blake had decided to hang back and watch in the forest before committing to a partnership with anybody. After how her last partnership ended up, well, she was being cautious. When she saw Yang, she watched and waited first. After seeing her search for her sister and demolish a large Grimm in the process, Blake made up her mind and hadn’t looked back.

With every passing day she was gladder that she did. Somehow, she had found a partner who would be there for her, who would fight by her side. She found someone who would offer advice when she struggled, who would be a ray of light in the darkness. To have a partner she trusted to watch her back was a new feeling, one that filled Blake with comfort and warmth.

She hadn’t told Yang yet about the forest; there was never a good time. Maybe now as they danced, maybe she could muster herself to share a bit more with the woman who shined in her life like the sun.

Yang suddenly interrupted her thoughts by pulling her hand up to spin Blake around, much faster than the song they danced to called for. She laughed as they came back together, likely at the confused look on Blake’s face. Blake couldn’t help but smile back as the pair kept dancing.

After Yang stopped laughing, her expression softened once again. It was a look that made Blake’s heart freeze in her chest, one that terrified her almost as much as it thrilled her. “I really am glad that you came tonight.” The grip of Yang’s fingers tightened minutely between Blake’s as she spoke, her tone quiet and low. Maybe a human would’ve had trouble hearing it above the music, but even with the bow Blake’s cat ears picked it up perfectly.

“Well, you did invite me.” Blake replied bluntly, ignoring the increased hammering of her heart in her chest. She considered telling her, sharing those thoughts she held so close. To tell Yang how much she appreciated the talk the other day, or how incredibly strong she thought she was. Or even to tell her about the forest and how grateful she was to have picked Yang as her partner.

The song carried on around them, but the words didn’t come. The treacherous fearful part of her brain hissed to pull back, to flee, to not let these feelings grow. Blake shoved that feeling down but couldn’t stifle it entirely. “Thank you.” Was all she managed to say.

“For you, anytime.” From the look in her eyes, from everything Blake knew about her, Yang seemed to mean that.

A moment later when Yang pulled back for a spin, she also released Blake’s hand. This was the end of their single dance together. The two bowed once before Yang turned and walked away, quickly replaced by Sun.

Blake took up a very similar dancing position with him, resuming her movements to the music. It was different, dancing with him, but still fun.

Even as she danced the rest of the night with Sun, she wouldn’t forget that single dance with Yang. How could she forget her partner, the reason she came to this dance at all, and the person she was most grateful to have met.

Perhaps, Blake thought as she glanced over to where the rest of her team had gathered, she had finally met the right people. Perhaps someday she’d be able to tell them.

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Despite that, or perhaps because of it, there were many times that Blake and Yang didn't say what they were thinking.

Next Chapter

[hero-of-the-horn]

While renovating her house, Yang takes in a friend of Weiss’s who needs a place to regroup after ending things with an abusive ex.

Blake learns how renovating a house can look a lot like recovery.

She presses hope between her ribs like petals between pages and thinks of new beginnings, of growth.

Blake meets her eye and Yang can’t help but think– 

I could just lean in and kiss her.

[resplendent-chungus]

Five days ago, Ruby Rose entered Kuo Kuana in the dead of night. She slipped out with blood on her scythe and a fabled Relic of the Old Gods in her possession. It did not take long for her to be captured and sent to rot in a dungeon from which no one has ever escaped. Blake Belladonna entered the dungeons of fear and hunger for two reasons; to reclaim the Relic so many of her people had died to acquire, and to kill the thief who attacked her father. Weiss Schnee entered the dungeons of fear and hunger for two reasons; to learn more about the Silver Eyed Warrior spoken of in legends, and to get her hands on the Relic of Knowledge. Yang Xiao Long entered the dungeons of fear and hunger for just one reason; to save her sister. It's frightening, how easy it is to fight by someone's side without ever asking why they had chosen to descend into hell.

You guys like Bumbleby AUs, right? Even Fear and Hunger Bumbleby AUs? Yeah look this came to me in a dream and I was forced to write it down, I don't make the rules here.

[altheaudaku]

In honor of finally having undeniable proof the sapphics are canon anyone have any meet the parents fic recs for the bees?

[stargirlseren]

“Yang you have to take better care of yourself, ok?”

The blonde laughs softly. “I’ll try but- I HAVE to be strong Blake.”

This time it’s Blake’s turn to cup Yang’s face, holding it with a gentleness she never thought possible for herself. “And I’m not saying stop being strong, I’m saying- look out for yourself a bit more. And know that you won’t have to always put us before yourself. We’re strong, we’re capable, we are more than suitable to protect ourselves, and protect you!” At that Yang tries to respond but Blake continues. “Remember our promise? Not just me protecting you, or you protecting me. We protect each other, yeah?”

I finally wrote some bumbleby fluff hehe :3 

Hope y’all like it!

[geekinggeek]

Pineapple, Poultry, and Pens - by Epy

Word Count: 3,364

Ship: Blake Belladonna/Yang Xiao Long

Rating: General Audiences

Tags: Modern AU, Shopping Mall, Matchmaker Weiss, Smoothies, Fluff

Summary provided by author: Weiss notices something going on between Yang and the woman at the smoothie shop across the food court, and decides to do something about it.

[the-descolada]

The bay has always been home for Yang, and her devotion shapes her world around it.

When Blake surfaces into her life, what was routine becomes unexpected, and what was ordinary becomes extraordinary.

For Blake, home isn't so easy, and when treating your life like a closely guarded secret is what comes naturally, the unexpected is sometimes exactly what you need to hold on to.

These were little changes, for the most part; Yang’s usual laughter was more muted than it generally was, peals and chimes petering out too quickly. She had taken up so much comforting space in the house, the smell of her cooking wafting upstairs almost every night, and the sudden absence of it felt as cold as the burners. She still smiled at them, and went about her day with all the friendliness Blake had grown accustomed to - but there were cracks through her smile and her footsteps through the house, things that years ago would have meant danger. So they noticed, whether they wanted to or not, however achingly complicated it felt for a sense honed to keep themselves safe to lend itself to worry for someone else.

Chapter 7 of the Bay Bees fic is up!

[kaelidascope]

I love them in every universe 🪷💛💜

[ao3feed-blakeyang]

A Drink After Work

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/WAZkGg6 by CategoryOfRoses Blake gets a drink after a long day at work and decides to finally act on her feelings for Yang. Words: 1269, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: RWBY Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F Characters: Yang Xiao Long, Blake Belladonna Relationships: Blake Belladonna/Yang Xiao Long Additional Tags: Trans Yang Xiao Long, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied/Referenced Domestic Violence, Movie Night, First Time, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, No Beta read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/WAZkGg6

[kienava]

lmao this is happening again. welcome back rwby youtuber au (bumbleby + schneekos)

[set-wingedwarrior]

The Right time

So. It's been a hot minute, huh?

I'll spare you the long list of reasons why I haven't written for a while, and I can't even promise a full comeback because of my studies and stuff. I've written this very randomly, it's short, and I'm rusty, but I'm still happy I've been able to write something. I hope you'll like it :)

Shout out to @phoenix-fell for proofreading this very last minute, thanks bud!

AO3

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Saying that they were shocked was an euphemism. Finding out that one of your friends is now decades older than you and turned into one of the main characters of your favorite childhood book isn’t a commonplace event. It makes you wonder how it must have felt for Jaune to realize that the guy he read about as a kid was actually his future self.

He surely knew how hard it was to process, which is why he left Team RWBY alone for some time, giving their minds the time to ease into that new reality before going straight back to business. In the meantime he’d use that spared hour to help the people of the Ever After that got hurt by the earlier attack, which is hardly a bad idea.

Ruby is visibly shaken, another hit on her sense of duty, feeling once again the failure to save a friend. Weiss is right beside her as the two take comfort in each other’s presence, and Yang feels particularly grateful that Weiss is still fighting to keep her promise to be the best partner she can be. It means that, at least for a little moment, Yang can take time for herself, and address the inner struggles regarding her own partner..

“Are you okay?” Blake, always the observant one, doesn’t miss the betraying flick of worry in Yang’s eyes.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Yang’s quick to answer “It’s just- I think I need to talk to you.” She says, before she can change her mind. She’s aware that it’s not the right time, probably the worst actually, but when was there ever a right one?

“Oh! I- I mean- sure.” Blake’s nervousness is obvious, which is why Yang doesn’t hesitate to take her hand in hers and give it a reassuring squeeze. It works, and Blake lets herself be led outside. “So, what do you need to talk about? Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes- no- I mean-“ looking down, Yang can see the Rusted Knight, Jaune, moving around with Juniper to help people. She takes a deep breath; she can do this. She has to. “Listen. I know that this, whatever this is going on between us, is still new. And I wanted to wait for the right moment before bringing it up but… then I saw him.” she nodded towards Jaune “Did he even try to get home? How long has he been waiting for us to find him? Or for him to find us?” Yang knows she’s pretty much rambling right now, but Blake’s focused gaze and pointed ears tell her that she still has her undivided attention. “And now I keep wondering: what if that was me? Or you?”

“Yang, we don’t know how things work here, and this is all just a conjecture. But I know that if that was me, I would have waited for you. No matter if I had the chance to escape, I’d never leave you behind.”

“This is not what I meant. I…” now it’s Blakes turn to give her a comforting squeeze.

“What do you mean then? It’s okay, go on.”

“It just… it made me realize: there’s no right time. There’s just here and now. And I don’t wanna force anything on you, you don’t have to answer me in any way. But I can’t risk spending my whole life waiting; I just need to tell you. Blake, I lo-“

Yang doesn’t get the chance to finish, interrupted by a pair of lips pressing on her own. Her first instinct is to freeze, - this is her first kiss, their first kiss! – but she gets one second to reciprocate before Blake pulls back.

“Are you really telling me about waiting and what ifs?” Blake starts, her voice breaking “Yang, I watched you die.” She grips on Yang’s jacket, not holding her but keeping her close “I saw you fall and disappear into a void that I was sure was certain death, and everything just stopped. Atlas, the relics, the evacuation, all gone; all I could think about was that I needed to reach you. I would have jumped if Weiss hadn’t stopped me.”

“Blake…”

“Finding you here has been the greatest relief I have ever felt in my whole life. But, most importantly, it gave me, us, a second chance. I am not risking it, and I am not waiting anymore.” She says solemnly, before looking up and right into her eyes, the amber shining like gold “Yang Xiao Long, I am in love with-“

Yang tries, she really does, but she just can’t resist. She just has to lean down to kiss her again. This time it lasts a little longer, Blake has the time to adjust and kiss her back while both of their arms find their way around each other.

“I’m sorry.” Yang says after pulling back, with a wide grin that says she’s not sorry at all. Somehow Blake can’t bring herself to be mad. 

Then, the next time they speak is together, like they’re one person, one mind, one soul.

“I love you.”

They grin at each other. Grins that turn into smiles, that turn into giggles, until they let out a full blown laughter. It’s not even that funny, but they laugh so hard that they start crying.

All of their stress and fears finally find a way out through that pure unrestricted laughter. All of the feelings, good and bad, but most importantly all the love that has been held close to their hearts, are now free and out into the air of that unique and magical world. And they laugh like crazy, like in love. 

When it finally calms down, the two women look at each other, catch their breaths, then kiss again.

There’s never a right time for this sort of thing, especially when you’re a huntress and the world has fallen onto your shoulders. They could be gone tomorrow, or live long enough to witness the end of the world. 

Now is the right time. So they kiss, and laugh, and enjoy it to its fullest. Because that’s what makes it all more perfect: it’s the present.