#Pyrrha deserves a hot girl summer as a treat

[firstfloweroftheninthhouse]

I have a not well thought out enough to be called a theory so I guess we’ll go with thought about this! The entirety of the ninth house is a tomb. There’s that weird prison above the ninth that keeps getting mentioned and I refuse to take it at face value. What if it’s also a tomb and that’s where the cavs bodies are? Do I think this is actually extremely likely? Maybe not, but if it were true, we could make a quick stop on the prison at the beginning of Alecto and reunite Pyrrha with her own body, unlocking her full milfdilf power. And I’m choosing to live in a world where that’s a possibility until canon tells me it’s not.

what I can't help but wonder is where are the lyctor's cavs bodies? like what did they do with them? it'll probably never come up in canon but.... idk it feels kind of important? eight people who were so loved by their adepts but there's just no mention of what happened to their bones

are they somewhere under canaan house, or on the mithraeum (though surely the lyctors would visit them if they were)? someone picked up babs and brought him back for ianthe but somehow he's the only one we ever find out what became of him after his death. seems Weird tbh

[absolutelyxosmittenxo]

Imagine: Miscellaneous RWBY characters spending Valentine's Day with you.

RUBY ROSE: “Happy Valentine’s Day!” cheerfully, the huntress flaunts a freshly baked batch of chocolate chip cookies, dough molded to resemble hearts for the occasion. Ruby licks the cookie crumbs away from the corners of her mouth, smiling sheepishly. “I, uh, hope you don’t mind sharing, {Name}.”

WEISS SCHNEE: Spoiling you rotten was inevitable for Weiss, the temptation too irresistible. “I'm certain I didn't miss anything,” hands firmly on her hips, the heiress pridefully stands before a mountain of chocolate and bouquets of flowers placed outside your dormitory. All meant for you, of course.

BLAKE BELLADONNA: Pale complexion resembling a blooming strawberry patch, the Belladonna would be mesmerized as you present the stacks of romantic novels you purchased for the lovey dovey event. Messages emphasizing your love for her slipped inside, just above the signatures of acclaimed authors. Blake's excitement would be through the roof. Lucky for you, your benevolence would earn you a demonstration of some scenes in “Ninjas of Love”.

YANG XIAO LONG: Your girlfriend always has something up her sleeve, you swear. “Junior, get us another round of strawberry sunrise. And give us your Valentine's Day special.” “For the last time, we don't-” Yang would raise her fist, making Hei Xiong straighten up. “Fine, play something romantic, boys.” Leaning back contently, arm draping over your shoulder, the huntress would wink at you. “You deserve only the best on Valentine's Day, you know.”

ZWEI: The corgi performs an excavation of the backyard, digging up buried bones of the past. His canines cling to them before dropping the present before you, yipping happily in expectation. Although you aren’t sure how you can benefit from the dog’s bones, you return the gesture with an assortment of belly rubs and dog treats.

PENNY POLENDINA: Valentine’s Day wouldn’t be programmed into the robot’s hard drive, as it wasn’t imperative to her design. However, she ‘researches’ the topic upon catching wind of its existence - or, in other words, interrogating Ruby as much as possible. And you’ll be astounded at Penny’s dedication to bringing you the best Valentine’s Day of your life, as she glomps you with such vigor, thumbs prodding your palm as you venture into a Vale park (Atlesian soldiers monitoring you from the bushes and behind trees) and answering all her questions about the world.

JAUNE ARC: The youngest Arc has a lengthy list of ideas for how today will go. Guitar strings strumming as he tenderly yanked them, Jaune would sing you a little song he rehearsed many times in advance. His mind wandered to how awestruck you would be at his later arrangements, as you enjoyed a picnic in the school courtyard, danced on the roof- why were you giggling? Oh, yeah, Jaune nearly forgot he was wearing a dress to make you laugh.

NORA VALKYRIE: The thunderstruck damsel would be shouting to the Heavens “HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!” as she swings you around merrily. Once Nora gets (only a tiny fragment) of her energy wiped from her system, you would hand her a plush sloth, fabric pink and softer than anything you could have ever imagined. “You wanna know what sound a sloth makes?” you would inquire. “Press its stomach.” Accordingly, Nora would press the sloth's tummy, as it emits an adorable automated “I love you!” Let's just say you weren't allowed to be freed from the Valkyrie's embrace for what felt like hours.

PYRRHA NIKOS: “Remember when we danced the night away, gazing at the stars and dreaming of a new future?” you would ask aloud, feet embedded in the snowfall as you relax on the bench. Argus was occupied by streams of couples, woes laid to rest as they coalesced. But you chose to bask in your thoughts of the past, eyes locked on the statue of Pyrrha with much admiration and adoration. “I still love you, oh so much, Pyrrha.” Even if it might just be your imagination, you are certain the wind whispers “I still love you” in return.

LIE REN: An early riser from the mornings spent with Nora, the composed huntsman would prepare an impressive stack of heart shaped pancakes before you wake, drizzling them in syrup and layering them in butter galore. Ren’s ears perk as he registers you yawn, ignorant to the “Please do nothing to the cook” written on his apron as you slink your arms around his waist and rest your head into his shoulder. But of course, he doesn’t mind one bit.

SUN WUKONG: The Vacuo born goofball has his tail curled around a tree branch, dangling haphazardly above the ground. As to catch you off guard, Sun would drop down, holding a sign reading “Be my Valentine?”. Before the faunus knows it, he's fallen out of the tree and gets a hearty laugh and nod in agreement from you. How he smiles so stupidly and happily proves to be contagious.

NEPTUNE VASILIAS: Hydrophobia or not, Neptune was determined; mustering enough courage to reach his goal required patience, though. But seeing your eyes light up as you watch the fishes pierce through the water in their respective tanks proved satisfying. You two would lay in the middle of the aquarium on the provided comforters, marveling at the aquatic creatures swimming about and bathing in the awareness of your heartbeats. “Hey, maybe we should go to the beach after this,” you joked. Neptune gulped, “Uh..how about not?”

OZPIN: Clock chimes echo throughout the tower of Beacon Academy, on the brink of tranquility as it soothes your nerves. Reincarnation has worn the headmaster out, as his constant trial and error leave him in ruin. But as you are glowing warmly at his presence, never scrutinizing and gladly accepting a freshly brewed cup of hot chocolate, Ozpin knows he truly has found love. With a kiss, he bids you well. “Happy Valentine's Day, dear.”

GLYNDA GOODWITCH: Heartbeats of hormone influenced teenagers were rampant as they exchanged romantic quips and messages. Of course, Glynda was not excluded from the festivity as you handed her a custom made Valentine, with “You're simply magical” written on the front. She would smile with an eye roll, kissing your forehead. “And you are simply silly, but lovely.” A chorus of students either awe or gasp at the exchange. “Students, you best be heading back to your classes.”

JAMES IRONWOOD: The Tin Man has a heart embezzled in gold, contrary to the militaristic exterior James portrays. He would reserve a day off, showing a blind eye to the stress of handling an entire Atlesian military. All that matters is the tugging at your lips as you smile and wrap your arms around him. A dinner made for two perfect people would be followed with an indulgence in sweet loving, as the general would ignore the calls from Jacques. He doesn't need that heartless bastard ruining his special time with you.

WINTER SCHNEE: Similar to the composed yet occasionally arrogant general, the winter soldier hadn't spared much time to set aside for Valentine's Day prior. But as you have entered Winter's life, this year brings an exception. Draping her military uniform on the bedside, she cups your face in her hands, head nudging your temple as soft kisses are gifted to you. Weiss’ sister is an absolute sweetheart in private settings, as you have melted away the elite attitude she conveys. For once, the older Schnee senses Valentine's Day is worth her time, if you are there beside her.

CINDER FALL: “It appears the day of love is upon us, {Name}.” You would be wrapped around her finger, lured in by the enchanting flames she cast. Cinder carved the hellish embers into hearts as yours feverishly thumped in your chest. The Fall Maiden would weave her ghastly Grimm tendrils in your hair, bringing you closer. “We mustn't waste the opportunity to express how much we love one another, dear.”

ROMAN TORCHWICK: A dashing soul has to pamper his darling. Roman would shower you in miscellaneous riches; avarice glinting in his forest greens as his right hand mute, Neo, assists him in nabbing them. Concluding Valentine's Day with an extravagant dinner, you can't help but wonder how he managed to afford it all. “Isn't my love for you more important?” He realizes you're narrowing your eyes at him. “..yeah, majority of these were stolen. Happy Valentine's Day.”

MERCURY BLACK: He isn't too thrilled for Valentine's Day, preferring to disregard antagonistic responsibilities and laze about rather than doing something fancy. Mercury would tangle an arm around you, holding you on top of him as his legs were exposed and propped outward. You would pop a few chocolate hearts into his mouth, waiting for his feedback. “I'm more of a dark chocolate kinda guy, to be honest.”

EMERALD SUSTRAI: “Psh, what's the point of Valentine's Day anyway,” rolling her eyes, the Sustrai would groan. The holiday was merely a sappy and over hyped waste of time in the thief's perspective. But you've got her stumped, as you bought her something so sweet she couldn't simply idly sit by. She would be obligated to steal as she gandered at teddy bears and Valentine themed gifts. Yet Emerald knew you were worth than that. “Never thought I'd owe you, {Name}.”

NEOPOLITAN: Undoubtedly, Valentine's Day would be spent in an ice cream parlor. Your tongue swirled the refreshing taste of your most favored flavor, enjoying every moment of its existence. Prone to deviation, the mute would eye you as you consumed your icy treat. Neo would raise up your chin, halting your consumption, and gingerly peck your lips. You're a little shocked to notice the tiny girl licking her lips as she savors the taste of your favorite icecream flavor - and let's be honest: Neopolitan was much better in comparison to {favorite icecream}.

SUMMER ROSE: Summer's soul could be compared to the moon, eyes sparkling as the cosmic decorations in the evening sky hovering aloft. It was hard not falling for the silver eyed warrior. You've missed her since the fatal day she left. But she would never want you to succumb to your grief. As you set cherry blossom pink roses upon her grave, you flutter your eyelashes at the Heavens, sighing softly. “I love you.”

TAIYANG XIAO LONG: Exuberance coursing through their veins, young Ruby and Yang would shroud you in makeshift cards with cutesy, childlike illustrations of you and Taiyang. Hearts floating above your heads as your stick arms touch. Tai is touched his daughters have welcomed their new parent with open arms, “These look great, girls.” And just for their reaction, the T of STRQ would smooch you, which you happily reciprocate despite the gagging noises of the sisters.

RAVEN BRANWEN: The Branwen tribe didn't exactly commemorate the holiday of romance. Raven especially found it particularly frivolous. But as the Spring Maiden draws the tent you shared open, irises reminiscent of bloodshed would notice something amiss. A cuddly teddy bear contrasting with the gloomy atmosphere left with a note attached, wishing her a happy Valentine's from you to her. The gesture would elicit a scoff, but she can't resist the urge to internally soften with a slight smirk.

QROW BRANWEN: Valentine's Day was sure to be abundant with disaster. But he would cling to a small thread of hope. His flask is spared from his lips, as they are not parched for the alcoholic contents; he straightens himself up, slicking those ebony streaks back. Qrow would rub the back of his head, offering a gift box intended for you to open. “I'm not really the type for Valentine's Day, with how my semblance is and all, but you're worth the risk.”

OSCAR PINE: “I understand a lot has been going on lately, and we haven't really gotten a break.” Nervously, he would scratch his cheek, gesturing to a small candlelight dinner in the works. “But I thought maybe you and I could spend Valentine's Day together, and not worry about anyth- OH NO MY CASSEROLE!” What could be sweeter than burnt casserole?

SALEM: The forgotten fairytale has resided on Earth past her intended expiration date. Romance hasn't exactly been all too kind from previous pursuits. However, your significance is enough to change her mind. Dismissing her underlings, none would disturb you. Salem would lovingly caress your features with chilling fingers, emanating a genuine sense of compassion for your well-being. “I thank you, as I haven't spent a day devoted to love with true joy in so long, my dear {Name}.”

TYRIAN CALLOWS: Callous digits would fondle the petals of a faltering flower, reciting quotation similar to William Shakespeare. The scorpion would offer it to you, grinning creepily but remaining charming. “Oh, My Love, how you've tangled me in your web. I cannot escape - but how could I ever desire to do so, when the one who has trapped me is oh so lovely?~”

ILIA AMITOLA: “Would you be my Valentine?” It felt ridiculous, as an ex affiliate of the White Fang, to beseech such a thing. The chameleon's heart tingles and a sprinkle of fairy dust coats her countenance. She hasn't experienced much romantic sentiment for an individual aside from Blake, explaining her inexperience. However, accepting her proposal and kissing her cheek elicits her body to appear to completely vanish, only given away by the burning red speckles along her skin.