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2012 Althenea had just finished reapplying the ward on their ramshackle hideaway when the chosen one of their little renegade group popped back into time. She was startled just enough for her eyes to widen at the brunette's sudden appearance, but didn't otherwise let the surprise show or her magic waver. Vi was down for the count on a twin bed upstairs, having trained hard at both martial arts, duel-wielding, and defensive spell casting that day. It was evening - colder than any October this part of Cali had ever seen. Althenea was pleasantly bundled up but shrugged off her insulated snow poncho without reservation in order to cover Buffy's shivering form. Joan felt the electricity in her teeth before the pop of sparks from her time-watch burned her and she hastily scratched and scrambled to get it off, then clutching the poncho tightly around her thin shoulders.

"Damn technobauble!" Joan admonished the watch, before catching Althenea's baleful eye and carefully scooping the thing back up before standing. She blinked. "Um, can't jump for- for a bit." she said apologetically, not expecting an answer from the ex-coven witch.

Althenea wasn't made of steel, though she was indeed known to lack emotion. "It'll do you good to rest before another jump anyway, Buffy." She offered in an altogether flat tone. Still, she put a reassuring hand on Buffy's shoulder and guided her inside. Buffy-Joan-Joan-Buffy. Joan knew her friends here knew her despite the darkened hair and disguise. They wanted Buffy. Joan didn't know how much Buffy still remained in her. So she just nodded at the name and let the older woman lead her. Low, keep your head, keep your head low Oh, you gotta keep your head low Inside, it was clear they'd neglected cleaning cobwebs for training and planning. It was just as well - none of them expected to exist after succeeding. The cobwebs and spiders could take this timeline. As Joan sat on a well-worn recliner that reminded her of a certain someone, she felt the time sickness inside her settle and let her mind rest as Althenea carefully detoxed her from the alcohol with a healing aura. If you wanna keep your head ----- Later on, Joan held her palms to her eyes, and asked about Vi.

"Violet's shown marked increase in ability." Althenea remarked, fixing them some tea. It's what made her more Giles than Dark Willow - despite the depth and breadth of her magical ability. "She's not as strong a slayer as you, not as strong a witch as me. But she's got promise. And with her powers together I'm sure she's capable of anything." She paused to pour the tea. "If it comes to it." Joan raised her head slowly, eyes adjusting to the dim lighting and skin adjusting to the cold. It was colder than the last time she'd left. Sunnydale of the past had been much warmer. In the coldest time of year, why is it so hot down here? "Will it...?" Joan asked meekly as Althenea appraised her, then set a cup in her hands and sat on the recliner's arm rest.

Althenea drank from her own cup, looking far off. "Spike's here, but you stayed dead after the portal. No chip, and he didn't pass on the scythe - he's leading the army in the northeast."

Joan almost dropped her cup to the floor. "So I-"

Althenea reached out to steady the slayer's hold on her tea. "Don't have long until you fade away. We'll fix the watch and send you back again before that."

"Mm." Joan hummed in annoyance. She'd changed enough to change the future this time, but for the worse.

Lover, you were gone so long. Lover, I was lonesome. So I laid a power grid. Think of it as my despair for you! ----- Later still, Joan crept into the bedroom and looked at the younger slayer sound asleep. Vi was nothing like Dawn, but that didn't make the Buffy in her see her as anything less precious to protect. As Joan collapsed onto the other twin bed, she thought of what to do to make this all finally right. And that is the reason we're on this road

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Come With Us and You Will See

Valkyrie's Halloween parties always brought out the lust in everyone. But between you, Wanda, and Natasha- you didn't share well. What happens when things get a little bit too spicy for your jealous ass to handle?

AN: Happy early Halloweenie, folks! I got a little carried away, so have fun!

18+ ONLY

TW: porn with plot, implied orgy, semi-public sex, orgasm denial, enchanted strap, slight degradation, WandaNat, spanking, multiple orgasms, sub/dom dynamic... yeahhh lemme know if I missed something XD

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The Ghouls All Came From Their Humble Abodes

In the quiet, suburban neighborhood, a quaint house with a meticulously trimmed lawn stood out from the rest. It was the home of Natasha and Wanda, two middle-aged women with a penchant for the dramatic. They lived a life of vibrant colors and boundless imagination, turning every mundane event into an opportunity for celebration. Inside, the walls were adorned with paintings that whispered of distant lands, and the air had the scent of exotic spices, hinting at Natasha's love for cooking. Wanda, on the other hand, had a green thumb that could coax even the most stubborn of plants into a blooming pattern of life.

You had been a pleasant surprise to thier mundane routine. Young and full of life, you brought a spark to their lives that had been missing since their youth. They had found in you a muse, a playmate, and a confidante all rolled into one. The three of you had been inseparable since the fateful night you'd stumbled into Natasha's art gallery, lost in the rain, and she had offered you shelter.

The older women showed you another level of intimacy that you had only ever dreamed of- and in return, you gave them the orgasms they had been craving. They had taught you the art of seduction, whispering sweet nothings in Russian accents that made your toes curl, and your cheeks flush. Your days were filled with laughter, passion, and the gentle thrill of discovery as you learned the intricacies of their desires.

Tonight, you were destined for an adults-only costume party. Valkyrie, one of the trusted confidantes of your lovers, promised a night of revelry that would be unforgettable. You knew that the two women who had held your heart captive for the last 10 months were going to pull out all the stops for Halloween. The anticipation had been building all week, with Natasha and Wanda teasing you with glimpses of their costumes that grew more risque with each day.

In return, you made sure to let thier anticipation build as they tried to get you to reveal your costume. You had kept it a secret, smiling mischievously each time they asked, only saying that it was going to be something that would make their jaws drop. As the night of the party grew closer, the house buzzed with excitement.

You dusted your face, neck, and chest with a pale setting powder- dulling your skin tone to a milky white before applying some darker makeup to accentuate your already chiseled features. That was one thing that Wanda and Natasha both made sure to compliment you regularly about- how well you took care of yourself and your physique. The costume you've chosen was a nod to the grim reaper- a sleek black robe that clung to your broad shoulders and tapered to your waist, with a silver cane-sized scythe resting against the wall. The hood was drawn back, exposing your hair freshly dyed hair slicked back.

The darkness surrounding your eyes was contrasted by the contacts you chose to wear, and your chest was almost bare underneath, the robe was carefully fashioned to prevent your chest from being too revealed. You chose a simple pinstriped waistcoat and slacks, hiding the surprise you recently purchased for your two lovers.

As you stepped into the living room, Natasha and Wanda were waiting, their eyes on each other as they danced to some music in the living room, waiting for you to come downstairs. You silently leaned against the archway into the room, leaning with your cane in your hand. Not wanting to disrupt the moment, you watched them move in tandem, thier years of marriage apparent in how they moved as one.

Natasha, dressed as a sultry vampiress, had her hair in curls that cascaded down her shoulders, a crimson dress that hugged her curves and showcased her ample cleavage, and a necklace of gleaming black pearls around her neck. Her lips were a deep shade of red, matching the color of her fingernails and the tips of her sharp, vampiric teeth that peeked out when she smiled. Red was always her color, and any time she wore it, you made sure to make her aware- often, the blush you would cause rivaling the crimson she was adorned in.

Wanda, on the other hand, had chosen a more enigmatic costume. Her long, brown hair was swept into an elegant updo, with a few loose strands framing her face. She was dressed as a fortune teller, complete with a sheer shawl draped over her shoulders and a crystal-laden neckline that drew attention to her piercing green eyes. Her dress was a deep, mysterious green that swirled around her legs as she danced, hinting at the secrets she was known to keep.

The women together were sure to stop any show, a breathtaking mixture of elegance and seductiveness that sent your pulse racing every time you saw them. As they caught sight of you, the music seemed to pause for a moment. Natasha's eyes widened with a predatory glint, and Wanda's lips curled into a knowing smile. They had both chosen costumes that left little to the imagination, but it was your transformation that truly stole their breath away.

Wanda broke free of Natasha's grasp, seemingly floating in your direction. "Detka," she purred, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "you look absolutely... ravishing!"

Natasha stepped closer, her vampire cape billowing around her as she did so. "You've truly outdone yourself this time," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. "The Grim Reaper has never looked so... alive, Malysh."

You couldn't help but chuckle, the sound echoing through the hallway as you twirled the scythe in your hand. "I had to match your level of drama," you replied, your gaze flicking between them.

Natasha sailed towards you, her fingertips grazing over the fabric of your costume. "But, my love," she whispered, her breath hot against your neck, "you've gone above and beyond." Her eyes danced with mischief as she leaned closer, her teeth grazing your earlobe. "I can't wait to see what kind of mischief the three of us will get into tonight." Wanda's fingers danced along the exposed skin of your chest, leaving a lingering kiss on your collarbone before you guided them toward the door.

As you stepped into the night, the cool autumn air kissing your skin, Natasha and Wanda linked arms with you, their laughter a harmonious melody that filled the quiet streets. The party was already in full swing when you arrived at Valkyrie's, the throb of music and the cacophony of voices spilling out from the open windows. The house itself was transformed into a haunted mansion, complete with cobwebs, flickering lights, and an eerie fog that danced along the ground.

The moment you entered the party, all eyes turned towards the three of you. The room was a kaleidoscope of colors, with guests dressed in various costumes that ranged from playful to downright terrifying, but all in varying levels of sinful. But it was Natasha and Wanda who truly stole the show. Their allure was magnetic, and the way they looked at you was nothing short of possessive. You felt a thrill of excitement and a hint of pride knowing you were the center of their universe.

Valkyrie, dressed as a scantily clad Viking queen, spotted you from across the room. She raised her goblet in a toast, her cheeks flushed with excitement. "Welcome, my lovelies!" she bellowed, her strong voice cutting through the din. She wove through the crowd, her skirt swishing around her powerful legs. "You've outdone yourselves! Natasha, Wanda, your costumes are absolutely... divine," she said with a knowing wink, kissing them on the cheek. "And... Y/N, you look... stunning, my dear." Val leaned in to kiss your cheek but pecked a little too close to your mouth for comfort. You felt Wanda's grip on your arm tighten slightly, never having been a fan of how much Val took a liking to you.

The party was a whirlwind of activity. Enchanting witches and warlocks mingled with ghosts and beguiling goblins, and the air was thick with the scent of sweat, booze, and food as the gathering was in full swing. Dancing bodies were everywhere, everyone dressed in a sexy costume of some sort, and you were sure that by the end of this party, most costumes would be discarded and forgotten on the floor. Val's parties always seemed to end that way.

You graciously accepted compliments and sipped from the goblet that was filled for you, feeling the buzz of alcohol melding with the electricity in the air. You, Nat, and Wanda had split up, floating from group to group and mingling on your own, compliments and praises being rained down on the three of you separately as well as together. The night was a blur of laughter and whispered conversations, of secrets shared and glances exchanged that promised much more than simple pleasantries. Eventually, Val made her way up to a makeshift stage in the center of the room, clearing her throat into a microphone to gain everyone's attention.

"Welcome, my dear guests, to the most wickedly enchanting night of the year!" she announced, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Now, as per tradition, we shall begin the costume contest!" There was a rush of cheers and claps as the lights dimmed, and a spotlight was directed towards the stage as the rest of the lights dimmed. You glanced around the room, Noticing that Nat and Wanda had made thier way back to each other and were staring at you expectantly from across the room. You shot them a cheeky wink before redirecting your attention, glancing around the room at all the costumes before you.

You laughed as Steve, dressed as a Chippendale Zombie, struggled to direct the spotlight where he wanted it. The room was a masquerade of shadows, clapping, and cheers as Steve guided the light to people who had voted to compete against one another. The costumes were a mix of pop culture references and old-school horror classics, each one more elaborate than the last.

Valkyrie announced each participant with flair, her voice resonating with the joy of the evening. Wand and Natasha both had been selected and were standing on opposite ends of the stage.  "And now, for the pièce de résistance," Valkyrie said, her eyes locking onto you, "our very own, sexy as hell, pun intended, Grim Reaper, Y/N!" The spotlight found you, and the room fell silent, save for the dull roar of the classic Halloween music.

You took a sip from your goblet, feeling the warmth spread through your chest as you made your way to the stage, the silver scythe glinting under the lights. The crowd parted like the Red Sea, all eyes on you as you moved with a grace that belied your size. The scythe was surprisingly light, and you twirled it in one hand as you climbed the stairs with a dramatic flair, feeling every eye in the room on you.

You began to walk to Wanda, but Val pulled you towards her at center stage.

"Ah, ah," she said with a playful shake of her head, "let's get a good look at all our contestants before the final reveal of our winners." she winked at you, spinning you around before looping her arm with yours. You knew this was a dangerous game- Wanda and Natasha both had dark looks adorning thier features. They didn't like sharing you, not even in jest. And the feeling was mutual. The women caught everyone's eye no matter where you were, and they often poked at your jealousy. Even when the three of you came to Val's parties, you would only entertain the thought of the two women.

Others had tried to break into your threesomes before but never succeeded. The tension between you three was always palpable, a dance of desire and territorial claim. Val knew the rules and had always respected them, but tonight, she was pushing the boundaries with her playful flirting.

Wanda's eyes narrowed as she watched you with Val, her hand tightening around her crystal ball. Natasha's smile was forced, the vampiric fangs she wore glinting in the light as she took a sip from her goblet. The room grew hot with unspoken emotions, a silent battle of wills playing out.

The music picked up tempo as you watched Natasha strut across the stage, her crimson dress fluttering like the wings of a bat in the moonlight. She stopped in front of Wanda and did a dramatic twirl, her vampiric teeth gleaming as she sunk them into her bottom lip. Wanda, ever the performer, played along, her eyes never leaving yours as Natasha approached her, the scent of the incense Natasha had picked up at the local metaphysical shop swirling around her like a seductive fog.

Natasha leaned in, grasping Wanda by the waist and tiling her backward, exposing the brunette's neck. She leaned in, biting it gently, leaving an imprint of the fake teeth she had been wearing all night. The crowd gasped, but you knew it was all for show. Wanda's eyes never left yours as Natasha did this, a silent challenge dancing within their emerald depths. You felt your heart rate spike, a thrill of excitement and desire coursing through your veins. You tilted your head, almost in a pompous way, a seductive smirk gracing your features.

Your resolve waivered, however, when Val made her way over to the couple- grasping the back of Natasha's neck and whispering something in her ear before pulling Wanda closer, almost kissing her. They knew you would hate this, your hatred of watching someone commandeer them the way you usually did was not foreign to them. And yet, as Natasha's eyes sparkled with mischief, Wanda's with a hint of anger, you felt your desire flare up, a thrill of jealousy turning your cheeks hot.

You sucked in a sharp breath, shooting them both a pointed stare before turning your attention back to the party at hand. Val stalked back to you, leaning into your frame as she began to announce the 4th, 3rd, and 2nd place winners. Your gaze kept wandering over to Nat and Wanda, watching the tension build between them. You felt the anticipation in the air as the music grew more intense, and Val prepared to announce the winning contestant while her hands wandered all over your clothed chest.

The room was alight with whispers and guesses, the excitement reaching a crescendo as Valkyrie dramatically paused, her hand hovering over the envelope containing the first-place winner's name. "And now, for the moment we've all been waiting for!" she shouted, ripping open the envelope with a flourish. "The grand prize goes to..." She scanned the paper, her eyes flickering with amusement. "The Reaper!"

Val winked at you, leaning in towards your ear. "Don't have too much fun with them,"  she quipped. "Save some of your lovin' for the rest of us." Her words were playful, but you felt the underlying tension in the air thicken. You watched as she walked over to the two women, leaning in and kissing Natasha passionately before turning her attention to Wanda.

You felt your blood boil at Val's audacity, she knew better than to try and stake any claim to them without permission. That had always been the rule of these get-togethers. Permission had to be given, and for you three, it was never granted.

As Val pulled away from Wanda, the fortune teller's eyes flickered to yours, the emerald depths swirling with a mix of anger and arousal. Natasha's gaze was equally intense, the hunger in her eyes a silent declaration of war. You stepped forward, the silver scythe gliding through the air as you approached the stage. The crowd parted, creating a path for you, their whispers a symphony of anticipation.

You pushed Val out of the way, staring down the two women with whom you shared the most intimate moments. "Looks like I've got two wayward little souls to collect," you murmured darkly, the corners of your mouth curling up in a sinister smile. The crowd hushed, sensing the sudden shift in the room's dynamic. Natasha visibly gulped at how dark your aura became while Wanda stood with her legs crossed, her eyes dilated with lust at your possessiveness.

You stepped closer to Natasha, your hand reaching up to remove the cape from her shoulders. She trembled under your touch, the fabric sliding off with ease, revealing her crimson dress. "I think it's time for my prize," you said, your voice low and filled with promise. Your hand slid down her arm, the fabric of your glove sending a shiver down her spine as you gently pulled her closer. You leaned in, your breath hot on her neck. "You know what happens to those who don't respect the rules of the game."

She released a breathy gasp, goosebumps erupting where your breath touched her skin. You suddenly pulled away, turning to Wanda, who was further gone than her wife.

"And you, darling..." you glared at the darkened eyes of your other lover, stepping towards her shivering frame. "Are you such an impatient little whore that you have to stand there, legs crossed, to get the friction you want?" You whispered in Wanda's ear, her body visibly responding to your words. "Tell me, Wanda," you began, raising your hand to her neck as you tilted her head, making Natasha's bite mark stand out in the dim light. "Do you think that you should be...punished?" your inflection on the punishment caused a moan to escape her, her eyes pinched shut.

Without waiting for a response, you leaned in and claimed her mouth, your teeth grazing her bottom lip as Natasha watched with a mix of jealousy and arousal. The crowd had gone silent, the music now nothing but a faint background to the scene unfolding on stage. You felt Natasha's eyes on you, her desire palpable. You knew it was a dance you had to perform, a dance of power and submission that the three of you had perfected over the months.

You pulled away, noting that others in the party had started to strip thier partners for the night in various states of intimacy while others watched the three of you. "I think we need to show everyone who you two belong to." You commanded between the two, your grip tightening on Wanda's hip and Natasha's arm. You didn't have to say it out loud; they knew the score.

"I have a surprise for the two of you," you said with a wicked smile as you led Natasha and Wanda to the center of the stage, the crowd that had made its way up part for you like the Red Sea. You had planned this moment for weeks, ever since you heard about the party. You had bought something special for them, a costume that would not only blow their minds but also cement your dominance over them for the rest of the night.

The lights grew dimmer, and the music slowed to a seductive rhythm as if the room itself was holding its breath in anticipation. You sat on the throne that was perched on the highest point of the stage, grasping Natasha by the back of her neck and pulling her in for a searing kiss. You could hear Wanda moan next to you, the passion between the three of you always making the other weak. The audience watched, enraptured by the raw intimacy playing out before them.

You broke the kiss, a smirk playing on your lips as you looked Natasha in the eyes, the intensity of the moment causing her pupils to dilate. "Strip for me," you murmured, your voice low and demanding. The crowd's anticipation grew as Natasha obeyed, her hands moving to the neckline of her crimson dress. She made a show of it as she peeled it away from her body, revealing her full, round breasts, the fabric clinging to her skin for a brief moment before it fell to the floor. Her body was a canvas of desire, already painted with the sweat of the dance and the anticipation of the night ahead as she sat on the right-hand arm of your current seat.

You turned your attention to Wanda, who was seated on the other arm of the throne, reaching up and pulling her down roughly, causing her to fall to her knees in front of you. Her eyes never left yours as you untied the laces of her fortune teller's top, revealing the taut, toned stomach and the lacy lingerie that you knew would make Natasha's mouth water. You watched as Natasha's gaze roved over Wanda's exposed flesh, her teeth biting into her bottom lip as she took in the sight.

"Wanda," you directed, watching her suck her bottom lip in between her teeth. "Take it off," you ordered, your voice dropping to a whisper that seemed to echo through the room. The fortune teller's eyes smoldered with need as she obeyed, her top falling away and exposing the matching crimson bra beneath. The crowd's whispers grew louder, a symphony of desire and excitement that only fueled your own.

Before you knew it, Wanda was nude on her knees in front of you, and Natasha was bare on your right hand, her own hands wandering over your partially exposed chest. The crowd's whispers grew to a murmur of appreciation, the room a sea of lustful energy. You leaned back on the throne, your eyes taking in the beauty of your lovers, feeling like the king of the world.

"Now," you began, your voice has become deeper and raspier with lust. You grasped one of Natasha's hands, guiding it down towards the newest addition to your repertoire. You motioned for Wanda to lean in, and she did so diligently, resting her cheek on your upper thigh as she watched Natasha's hand as she raked her own up and down your inner thigh. "I want to show you what I've got for you," you whispered, your free hand reaching out and raking through the brunette's hair.

Natasha took the hint, reaching down to the apex of your thighs, feeling the girth that rests between your toned thighs. You looked up as she moaned at the discovery, her breathing becoming audibly heavier. You watched as Natasha's hand began to stroke the length of your fake cock, her eyes never leaving yours as she did so, a silent question in them. You nodded, giving her the go-ahead, and she leaned down, unzipping the fly of your slacks as Wanda unbuckled your belt.

The room was a haze of desire as Natasha pulled out the strap-on you had hidden beneath your costume. It was a sleek, black, and realistic dildo, a symbol of power and dominance in the bedroom that you wanted to use with the women after your first meaningful night together. The crowd watched with bated breath as Natasha held it up, her eyes gleaming with excitement and a hint of trepidation. Wanda looked up at you with a mix of excitement and fear, the thrill of the unknown sparking a fire within her that you hadn't seen in quite some time. There was a red glint in Wanda's eyes as she gazed up and down the length of the toy.

You groaned as Natasha spit onto the tip of the toy, her deft hand working it up and down as Wanda kissed the shaft, as well as your stomach and the exposed portions of your thighs. They were working you to a high quickly, the feeling almost like you had a pulsing cock. The room's anticipation grew as Nat leaned back, placing the toy against her mouth, her eyes locked on yours. She sucked on it, her tongue swirling around the head before she pulled away, leaving it glistening with her saliva.

"I think that someone needs to be punished, sweet girl." You grasp Natasha's chin, gazing into her hazy eyes. They widen when she realizes that you're talking to her. You gesture to Wanda, still on her knees, her eyes dark with want. "Take your punishment," you murmur, and she nods, eager for whatever you have in store for her. "And you," you send a pointed command to the brunette waiting at your side. "Sit still and watch like the good girl I know you are. You know what happens if you don't."

A sneering smile crept across your features as she nodded her head rapidly. "Good girl, Wands. Behave like that, and maybe I'll reward you instead." The room watched in anticipation as Natasha began to work the strap-on around your waist, her hands shaking with excitement as her mouth wrapped around the tip. You could almost swear that it felt like the member was attached, but you chalked it up to the passion of the moment and how good the two women before you looked on thier knees for you.

Natasha continued her relentless assault on the toy that was wrapped around your hips, effectively gagging herself as she prodded the back of her throat with your toy. Wanda's eyes were glued to the scene, her mouth watering at the thought of what was to come. You leaned back, your hand reaching for Natasha's hair, gripping it tightly as you began to rock your hips into her face, the leather of the strap-on creaking with each movement.

The crowd watched with bated breath, the energy of the room palpable as Natasha's moans grew louder around your strap-on, her eyes glazed with lust. You knew she was enjoying this; the power play was a new twist on your usual dynamic, and it was driving her wild. You watched as Wanda's hand slid down her stomach, her fingers delving into her wetness as she watched Natasha's face contort with pleasure.

The music grew louder, the bass thumping in time with your pulse as Natasha pulled away, gasping for air. You leaned down and whispered something in her ear, your hand still tangled in her hair, and she nodded eagerly. You glanced in Wanda's direction, watching as her fingers delved deep into her heat, the passionate sound of her arousal echoing on the stage as her digits buried themselves deep within her tight pussy.

You couldn't be bothered to correct her behavior with the view of Natasha bent over, ass up before you. "You know what to do," you murmured, and Natasha nodded as you tangled your fingers in her now disheveled hair. She took a step back, her hand reaching around to tease her clit as she inched backward, gasping when you slapped her sodden folds with the length of the toy. She moaned and began to rock her hips towards you as she sought more friction. You smirked, stroking the length attached to your hips as her arousal dripped onto the shaft.

With a swift thrust, you pushed into Natasha, her body jolting at the intrusion. She let out a guttural moan, her back arching as you claimed her before everyone. The sight was intoxicating, Natasha's body stretching to accommodate you as Wanda watched with bated breath. You began to move, a slow rhythm that had Natasha's legs trembling and her eyes rolling back into her head. You reached around her, playing with her clit as you fucked her, her moans echoing through the room, as other partygoers similar sounds of passion echoed throughout Val's living room.

Wanda was now standing beside you, her hand buried in between her thighs as she watched Natasha take your toy like a champ. She leaned in, her breath hot on your neck as she whispered, "Fuck me, please," You felt a jolt of excitement at her words, the desire to see her in action taking hold. You nodded, and the hand you had been using to fondle Natasha's right breast slid over Wanda's drenched folds.

Your fingers slid into her slickness, her juices coating your hand as you began to pump her in sync with the rhythm you had set with Natasha. The two of them were a sight to behold, both moaning and writhing before you. Natasha's eyes found yours in the mirrored wall behind the stage, the reflection showing the intensity of her climb to climax. Wanda's hand had moved to your chest, her nails digging into your skin as she rode the wave of pleasure you had started.

The room had gone quiet, the only sound you could hear now was Natasha's grunts and Wanda's whimpers, the slap of the strap-on against Natasha's ass echoing through the space. You could feel the eyes of the others on you, a mix of envy and arousal that fueled your desire. You picked up the pace, Natasha's moans growing more desperate as she pushed back into you, her hand a blur as she pleasured herself.

Using your other hand, you grabbed Natasha's loose hair, pulling her back so her back was now pressed against your front. You leaned down and whispered sweet nothings into her ear, your teeth grazing the shell of it as you felt her pussy tighten around the strap-on. The crowd was a sea of hungry eyes, the room thick with lust as you brought Natasha to the edge of orgasm. You knew they were all imagining themselves in her place, all craving the feeling of your dominance and the power of the toy that was now buried deep within her.

"You feel so good, baby," you rasped into the redhead's ear, her head lolling backward and resting on your shoulder as you deftly switched your hand from her hair to the front of her neck, squeezing ever so slightly. You honestly felt like you could feel her walls tightening on the shaft of the toy, a sensation that was surprisingly erotic despite the barrier of the strap-on. You watched as Natasha's orgasm grew closer, her body tensing as you whispered sweet, dirty nothings into her ear, your hand tightening on her neck, a silent promise of the crescendo approaching.

Wanda leaned in closer, her breathing ragged as she watched Natasha's face contort in pleasure. "Please," she whispered, "please let me come." You smirked, knowing she was close, her hand moving faster as she chased her release. You released Nat's neck, reaching down with your hand and slapping Natasha's ass hard, the sound resounding through the room, causing her to cry out.

"You both know the rules," you panted out, your tone commanding as they both began to reach thier peak. "You don't come without my permission," you whispered, your grip on Natasha's neck returning as she whimpered around your strap-on. You watched Wanda's movements become more and more erratic, knowing this was a battle of wills she was bound to lose.

As Natasha's body tightened around you, her muscles spasming as she reached climax, you felt the room's energy shift. It was as if everyone was holding their breath, waiting for your next move. You pulled out of Natasha with a wet pop, her body slumping forward as you turned to face Wanda, your hand still buried in Natasha's hair.

"Do we want to find out what happens to bad girls who don't follow the rules, malyshka?" You growl at Wanda, knowing she was not far behind the woman who just came without permission. She nodded frantically, her eyes wide with need. You released Natasha, letting her collapse to the floor, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She looked up at you with a mix of relief and regret, knowing a punishment was going to follow.

"Tell me, Wanda," you panted out, trying to catch your breath before you continued. "What do you think her punishment should be?" You didn't wait for Wanda to answer. Instead, you grabbed Natasha by the throat, lifting her to her feet and pushing her to her knees next to the fortune teller. Wanda stepped closer to you, allowing your fingers to slide in deeper as you repeatedly prodded the sensitive spot within her. Your pace picked up, becoming relentless as she withheld her pending orgasm.

"I think..." she began, staring at the sweaty, heaving chest of the woman next to you. "She should watch as you fu...FUCK me," she moaned, her nipples bouncing in front of your face at a tantalizing pace. You smirked, your hand sliding out of her pussy to give her clit a sharp pinch, making her squeal.

"Pretty girls like you don't need to be thinking," you shoved your drenched digits soaked in Wanda's arousal, into Natasha's mouth, forcing her to suck on them as you fucked her mouth with them. "You just need to feel," you murmured, watching Natasha's eyes glaze over with pleasure as she tasted Wanda on you. Wanda's moan grew louder, her hand flying to her own throat, mimicking the grip you had on Natasha's neck, as she felt herself being pushed closer and closer to the edge. "Full. You both just want to be full, don't you? My little sluts."

You turned to Natasha, your hand coming down to her face and slapping it gently, her eyes watering as she nodded eagerly. "Good," you whispered, releasing her throat. "Now, let's get started on that punishment." You turned to Wanda, whose legs were shaking, her eyes begging for release. You stepped back, your cock throbbing with the need to fill one of them. Looking around, you noticed a few pairs of handcuffs resting next to the throne, so you grabbed two of them and quickly handcuffed Natasha's hands to the arm of the throne, leaving her seated next to the chair, unable to pleasure herself.

The crowd was now fully invested, their eyes glued to the three of you as the tension grew. You turned to Wanda, who was still standing before you, her chest rising and falling with her heavy breaths. "You know what you need to do," you said, your voice still low and commanding. She nodded, standing up and straddling your lap, her hands reaching behind her to rest on your thighs as she teased herself with the tip of the strap, her arousal dripping onto your thighs and the length before you.

"Do you feel that, detka?" she leaned in, whispering against your ear. Your gaze shifted to something inquisitive as you stared at her, a mischievous grin sweeping across her features. "I may or may not have..." she moaned as she took the tip and pressed it against herself, just barely penetrating her pussy before lifting herself back off. The feeling seemed to intensify for you, and you weren't sure if it was the performance you three were putting on or the way these two made you feel.

Wand leaned in, her hands now coming to rest on either side of your face. "I want you to feel us, and we want to feel you," she began, kissing you deeply before pulling back. She released your face, guiding the tip back to her soaked entrance as she eased onto the length. "I enchanted the strap, baby," she moaned as you let out a guttural groan at the feeling and the admission.

"Fuck, Wanda," you began, grasping her hips tightly as you helped her take the full length. The sensation was overwhelming, and you felt the pleasure rush over you, the room fading away to nothing but the three of you. Wanda's eyes fluttered shut, her breathing heavy as she began to rock her hips back and forth, the chair creaking with each movement.

You watched as Natasha's eyes grew wider, her breaths becoming pants as she watched the two of you. You reached out with your free hand, stroking her cheek as she leaned in, her mouth open and desperate for your kiss. You denied her, pulling away just as she closed the distance, leaving her panting and desperate for more.

"You want a taste of this?" you taunted, your voice thick with desire. "You'll have to behave," you reminded her, your eyes flicking to hers, a promise of punishment in them. Natasha nodded fervently, her eyes never leaving yours as you began to fuck Wanda in earnest. The strap-on sliding in and out of her, the feeling of Wanda's silky smooth walls clenching around you intoxicating.

You reached down with your free hand, stroking Natasha's wet folds, her eyes rolling back in her head as she moaned at the feeling of your fingers. The crowd had gone wild, their cheers and catcalls egging you on as you brought Wanda closer and closer to the edge. Her nails dug into your shoulders, her breathing shallow as she neared her climax. You could feel her pussy tightening around you, her body begging for release.

"P...please...." Wanda's voice was a breathless whisper as she bobbed up and down on the strap-on. Her body was trembling with need, her orgasm so close it was palpable in the air. You could feel it in the way she clenched around you, in the way her thighs quivered, and in the desperate little sounds she was making. It was driving you crazy, the desire to give in and let her come was almost too much to bear. But you held firm, your hand now on Natasha's throat, keeping her at bay.

"Please..." you mocked Wanda, egging her to beg more. "Please, what?" Her eyes snapped open, and you knew you had her just where you wanted her. "Please, let me come," she begged, her raspy voice barely above a whisper. You could hear the heaviness of her accent slipping through, a dead giveaway that she was beyond ready.

"That's a good girl, Wands. See, Natasha?" you turned your gaze from the panting mess bouncing up and down on your lap to see the blown eyes of the redhead who had shifted so she was on her knees, her knuckles white as she grasped the arm of the chair. She nodded frantically, acknowledging your statement. "This is what happens when you're a good slut," you whispered, watching Natasha's eyes flicker with desire.

Wanda's eyes snapped open, and she looked at Natasha, the two of them sharing a moment of pure, unadulterated hunger. "Come for us," you murmured, your voice thick with the desire that coated the room. And with that, Wanda's body tightened around you, her back arching as she let out a scream that could have shattered glass. You felt the warmth of her orgasm through the toy, and it was all you could do to hold on to Natasha's neck as you watched her ride out the wave of pleasure.

You felt a dripping sensation as you looked down, a devilish grin on your face. Wanda had squirted all over your chest, the makeup now barely present on your chest as the combination of sweat and her arousal had long since worn it off. You looked at Natasha, her eyes glued to the spot between Wanda's legs, watching the show with a hunger that hadn't been there before. You knew that she was desperate to feel that same pleasure, but you weren't quite done with Wanda yet.

You gently lifted Wanda off the length that was nestled between her thighs, a whimper leaving her as the toy left her with a distinctive sloshing. Sliding down off the cushion of the chair, you sat on the ground in front of it, grasping Wanda’s thighs and pulling her towards you. She had no energy to protest, as the sudden shift caused her to lose her balance and brace herself using the arms of the chair as you kissed up to the apex of her thighs. Sliding one hand around to her ass, you cupped one of her cheeks as you pushed her towards your waiting mouth.

Her pussy was a mess of cum and sweat, the scent of her desire intoxicating. You didn't hesitate, burying your face in her folds and licking up the juices that had pooled at her entrance. You heard Natasha whine but ignored her, focusing solely on the trembling form of your other partner. Wanda's legs gave out slightly, but you kept her upright, her back arching as you began to suck and nibble at her clit. The taste of her was divine, and you felt the cock pulse below you.

You reached down, stroking the length with your other hand as you continued to devour Wanda as she hovered above you. The strap-on was slick with her juices, and you couldn't help but revel in the power you had over both of them and moan at the feeling. Natasha watched, her eyes wide with lust as she felt her arousal build once again, unable to touch herself thanks to your earlier punishment.

Wanda's legs began to quiver, her breath coming in gasps as you brought her closer and closer to another peak. The room was a symphony of moans and whispers, the tension palpable as everyone watched the intimate scene unfold before them. You felt Natasha's eyes on you, so you shifted your head so you could look at her while you worked your tongue through her wife's folds. Her eyes were wide with desire, and she was visibly fighting the handcuffs, trying to free herself so she could get some relief.

You chuckled darkly, enjoying the power you had over Natasha's body and the way her chest heaved with frustration. "Do you like watching?" you taunted her, your voice muffled by Wanda's pussy. "You want a taste?" You didn't wait for Natasha to respond before pulling away from Wanda's clit, leaving it pulsing and swollen and her crying out in frustration. You stood up, the strap-on still slick with Wanda's juices, and approached Natasha. She leaned forward, her eyes never leaving yours, as she took the length into her mouth, sucking and licking at her wife's arousal coating the strap.

The crowd watched with rapt attention as Natasha's eyes rolled back in pleasure, her mouth moving with renewed enthusiasm. You smirked, knowing she was desperate to come, her punishment only making her more eager. You reached down, stroking her cheek with the back of your hand as you felt your orgasm building. Wanda's legs were shaking; her eyes glossed over with desire as she watched Natasha service the toy. You pulled the witch up by her chin, kissing her passionately as she kneeled in the seat, her hands resting next to Natasha's. You continued to thrust into Nat's mouth, panting into your kiss with Wanda as the feeling of the spy's tongue against the enchanted toy caused you to quickly approach your climax. You moaned as she pulled away with a pop before fully engorging herself onto the length.

Plunging your other hand back into the soaked depths of Wanda's core, you quickly worked her back up, matching her crescendo as you commanded her to come at the same time as you. You could feel her inner walls clench around your fingers, and Natasha's eyes went wide as she felt the toy throb in her mouth, knowing you were about to climax. With a roar, you came, the force of it pushing Natasha back slightly, the strap-on spurting a stream of sticky cum that hit her in the face. She took it all, her eyes never leaving yours as the warm fluid coated her cheeks and mouth, her tongue eagerly lapping up every drop.

Wanda's knees gave out, and she collapsed onto the throne, her body trembling from the intensity of the shared orgasm. You stepped back, the strap-on still pulsing slightly as Natasha's eyes remained locked on it, her desire unquenched. You reached down, unbuckling the handcuffs, and Natasha's eyes widened in anticipation of what was to come next.

"Now, it's your turn," you murmured, your voice thick with lust as you pulled Natasha up from her knees. She stumbled slightly, her legs weak from the prolonged arousal and the recent punishment. Wanda watched with a mix of satisfaction and hunger, her chest still heaving from the powerful climax you had just given her. You led Natasha to the chair, pushing her down so she sat straddled in front of it, her legs spread wide, displaying her wet pussy to the eager crowd. You pushed her face down, burying it into Wanda's pussy as you slammed into the redhead, a loud, guttural moan escaping you as her tight heat enveloped the strap.

The crowd watched, their eyes glued to the trio, as you fucked Natasha with the same intensity that had brought Wanda to her peak. Natasha's muffled moans were music to your ears, her body squirming with each deep thrust, her tongue still working Wanda's clit. The fortune teller leaned back into the throne, her hands tangled in Natasha's hair as she felt another wave of pleasure crash around her.

"Now, Natasha," you growled, pulling her face away from Wanda's pussy. "You've been a good girl, watching and waiting. But I think it's time you got what you've been begging for." You grabbed her by the shoulders, turning her around so she faced the audience, her back pressed against the chair. With one swift motion, you buried the strap-on into her, making her gasp loudly. The room was alive with lust and arousal, the air thick with the scent of sex as the crowd watched you claim her or they pleased their partners.

Natasha's eyes rolled back in her head, her legs spread wide and her back arching as you began to fuck her in earnest. Her moans grew louder with every thrust, echoing through the room, and you could feel the power of your control over her body as she responded to your every move. Wanda watched, her desire rekindling as she saw Natasha's pleasure. "Good girl," you murmured, your voice a low growl of approval. "Take it all for us."

The crowd was entranced, their eyes locked on the three of you as you moved together in a dance of dominance and submission. You could feel Natasha's muscles tightening around the strap-on, her orgasm approaching like a freight train. You leaned in, biting her ear as you whispered, "Cum for us, Natasha. Show them what a good slut you are."

Her eyes snapped open at your words, and she nodded frantically, her moans growing more desperate. You reached around her, pinching her nipples hard, watching as her back arched away from your chest. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, Natasha's moans growing louder with each thrust. Wanda leaned forward, her hand slipping between Natasha's legs to rub her clit in time with your strokes. The redhead's eyes squeezed shut, her mouth open in a silent scream as you both pushed her towards her climax.

The room was alive with the sound of passion; the other partygoers had forgotten their own desires as they watched the three of you, the tension in the air crackling like electricity. You felt Natasha's muscles tighten around the strap-on and knew she was close. You didn't relent, instead pushing deeper, your rhythm never faltering. Wanda's hand moved faster, her other hand gripping Natasha's hip as she helped you drive her closer and closer to the edge.

Natasha's eyes rolled back, her body writhing in ecstasy as she approached climax. The sight was too much for some in the audience, and you could hear the faint sounds of others reaching their peaks as they watched the erotic display unfold before them. You leaned in, your breath hot against Natasha's neck as you whispered, "Cum for me, Natasha. Show them how much you love being my little slut."

Her response was immediate, her body tensing as she screamed out her orgasm. The room seemed to pulse with the force of it, the air thick with the scent of sex and desire. You could feel her pussy spasm around the strap-on, her legs quivering uncontrollably as she rode the wave. You didn't stop, keeping your rhythm steady and deep as Natasha's body convulsed in pleasure, her moans echoing through the room.

Wanda's eyes were glossed over with lust as she watched Natasha's climax, her arousal evident in the way she ground against the chair, her hand moving between her legs in a silent testament to her own need. You withdrew the strap-on from Natasha's trembling body, her eyes glazed over and her mouth open in a silent O of pleasure. You turned to Wanda, the toy still pulsing with Natasha's orgasm, and offered it to her, a silent invitation for her to taste her wife's pleasure.

Wanda took it without hesitation, her eyes never leaving yours as she licked the length clean, savoring the taste of Natasha's release. The sight sent a thrill through you, and you knew the night was far from over. You stepped away from the throne, Natasha's legs quivering as she tried to stand before you. You offered her a hand, pulling her to you, before trapping her lips in a scolding kiss. You could feel the power thrumming between the three of you, a heady mix of desire and dominance that was intoxicating.

"Now, Natasha," you murmured against her lips, "it's time for your punishment." You led her to a nearby table, bending her over the edge. The room was still silent, the tension palpable as the crowd watched, eager to see what would come next. You eased the strap back into her, burying it to the hilt before you leaned forward. "I want you to count for me, baby. If you miss a number, we start over. Got it?"

Natasha nodded, her breathing heavy with anticipation. You began to spank her, each slap echoing through the room. With each slap, you delivered a powerful thrust, nailing her G-spot every time. The sound of your hand connecting with her flesh was a symphony of power and passion, and she counted off the numbers, her voice trembling with every thrust. "One... two... three..." The crowd was spellbound, some whispering to each other, others touching themselves, unable to resist the eroticism of the scene.

Wanda, now standing beside you, watched with a mix of love and hunger. She reached out, caressing Natasha's back, her hand gliding down to her ass to feel the heat rising from the spanking. Her desire was evident in the way she bit her bottom lip, her eyes never leaving the spot where your bodies connected. You felt her hand sneak around Natasha's body, her fingers sliding into Natasha's wetness, joining the strap-on in a delicious dance of dominance and desire.

The combined feeling of Natasha's walls clenching around the toy and Wanda's fingers sliding in to join was almost too much for you to bear. You picked up the pace, your hand coming down harder and faster with each number she called out. The crowd watched, their eyes glued to the three of you as the scene grew more intense. You could feel Natasha's body beginning to shake, her voice growing weaker as the pleasure mounted.

"Eigh...nine..." she gasped, her voice breaking on the last number. You stopped abruptly, pulling the strap-on out of her making her whimper. "What was that, Natasha?" you asked, your voice a mix of mock anger and amusement. "Did you forget your place?" She nodded, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes glazed over with desire. You knew she was begging for more, and you were more than happy to oblige.

With a smirk, you leaned down, whispering into her ear, "You know what happens when you're a naughty slut, don't you?" She moaned in response, pushing her ass back against the cold, hard table. You stepped back, admiring the view of her reddened skin and the way her legs trembled with anticipation. You gestured to Wanda, who stepped closer, a wicked glint in her eyes.

The crowd was enamored by the show you three were putting on, captivated by your dynamic. Their eyes were either glued to the three of you, their whispers a backdrop to Natasha's counting, or they were creating thier symphony of moans, screams, and skin slapping as they chased thier highs. You could feel the anticipation in the air, the thrill of watching something so intimate and raw. Wanda's hand joined yours, both of you spanking Natasha in unison, her moans growing louder with each smack. "Ten... eleven..." she gasped, her voice strained.

With each number, your strokes grew more intense, and Wanda's fingers curled inside Natasha's pussy, feeling the wetness that was yours alone to give her. You watched Natasha's body tense, her knuckles white as she gripped the edge of the table. The power in the room shifted, your dominance over Natasha clear as day, and Wanda's submission to your will just as palpable. Her hand in yours, the two of you punished Natasha's ass in a rhythmic dance of pain and pleasure that had the entire room on the edge of their seats.

Natasha's legs began to shake uncontrollably as you delivered blow after blow, as her wife continued to stretch her walls. "Come for us, Nat," you growled, leaning forward so your breath tickled the shell of her ear. "Come like the good little slut you are."

With a final scream, Natasha's orgasm crashed over her, her body collapsing onto the table as Wanda's fingers slid out, and you slid the strap back into her, helping Nat to ride out her orgasm. You could feel her pussy tighten around the strap-on, her muscles pulsing as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her. You didn't miss a beat, pulling Natasha upright, the strap-on still deep within her. She leaned heavily against you, panting and spent, her eyes half-closed with pleasure.

Wanda stepped in front of Natasha, her hand reaching for the toy that was still buried deep inside her. You watched as she began to grind against it, her eyes locking onto Natasha's as she whispered, "Look how good you're taking Y/N, Nat." Natasha's eyes widened, and she nodded, her breathing ragged as she watched her wife's face contort with pleasure. You could feel Natasha's pussy clench around the strap-on with every movement Wanda made, and you knew she was just moments away from another orgasm. You reached around, pinching the redhead's nipples, tweaking them as you pulled her towards you.

"Wait for me, Nat. Don't cum until I say," Wanda's voice growled as she watched, her eyes dark with lust. Natasha nodded, her body a taut bowstring of desire, her eyes pleading for release.

Your thrusts began to grow more erratic, the pleasure building in your core. You could feel Natasha's need, her body begging for more, but you held off, savoring the moment, the power of the scene.

Wanda leaned in, her breath hot on Natasha's neck as she whispered, "Tell us when you're close." Natasha's eyes squeezed shut, her voice barely above a whimper, "Now. Oh god, now." You smirked, giving a final, deep thrust before pulling the strap-on out, leaving her pussy gaping and wet. The audience watched, their breaths bated as Wanda took Natasha's place, straddling the chair with an eager look in her eyes. You didn't waste a moment, sliding the toy back into her, watching as her eyes rolled back in pleasure.

Natasha's hands found their way to her chest, pinching and twisting her nipples in time with your movements, her moans joining the chorus of the room. The sight was more than you could handle, and with a roar, you came, the strap-on spurting a thick load of cum into Wanda's pussy. She moaned her climax building, her body trembling as the warmth coated her skin. You didn't stop, your hips moving in a relentless rhythm as Natasha's hand slipped between her wife's legs, circling her clit as she stumbled over the edge again.

The crowd erupted into applause and cheers, the room vibrating with the energy of the moment. You stepped away from the chair, the strap-on still pulsing as you watched Natasha collapse into Wanda's arms. The two of them kissed, sharing the taste of victory and desire, Natasha's cum mixing with Wanda's arousal. You felt a thrill run through you, watching them together, knowing you were the one who had brought them to this point.

Carefully, you slipped the strap off your hips, the enchanted phallus still twitching from the intensity of the shared release. Natasha and Wanda clung to each other, their kisses deep and hungry, fueled by the aftermath of their public display of submission and dominance. The warm stickiness between Wanda's thighs was a testament to your power, a visual symbol of the pleasure you had wielded so masterfully. You felt a thrill of pride as Natasha looked over at you, her eyes glowing with a mix of love and admiration. You stepped closer, reaching out to cup Wanda's cheek, bringing her attention to you as well. The three of you shared a moment of silent understanding, the power dynamics pulsing between you like an invisible force.

Valkyrie herself approached, her eyes gleaming with a mix of awe and desire. She leaned in close, her breath hot against your ear. "That was quite a performance," she purred. "I never knew you had it in you."

"Back off, Val," you warned your voice a low growl that sent a shiver down Natasha's spine as she clung to Wanda. Wanda's eyes snapped up to meet yours, a hint of jealousy in them, but she quickly softened under your hardened gaze, remembering her place. You turned to the crowd, your chest heaving with exertion, the strap-on still in your hand, dripping with Natasha's cum. "Val, it's never wise to covet what's not yours," you said, a smug smile playing on your lips as you stepped closer to Natasha, who was still trying to catch her breath.

The room went quiet again, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife. You knew everyone was watching, waiting for what would happen next. You reached out, stroking Natasha's cheek with the back of your hand, smearing a line of cum across it. "Let me call the driver, let's get home," you murmured, the softness of your voice a stark contrast to the raw power you had just displayed. You collected the costumes, giving Wanda and Natasha a moment to recover. The crowd parted as you led the way, the air thick with the scent of sex and the electricity of unspoken desires.

"Let us go home and get cleaned up," you start. Natasha and Wanda let out a contented sigh. They nodded in unison, their faces flushed with pleasure and a hint of exhaustion from the intense experience. You wrapped thier coats around them, leading the way out of the party, the sound of the crowd's applause and whispers following you as you exit the grand ballroom.

The cool night air hit your skin, a stark contrast to the heated atmosphere you just left behind. The thrill of the performance was still with you, the power dynamics resonating in your very core. "Thank you," Wanda murmured, her voice barely audible as she leaned into you, her hand finding yours. Natasha walked on your other side, her arm wrapped around your waist, her eyes on the ground, the picture of submissive satisfaction.

As you approached the limo, the driver held the door open, his eyes averted respectfully. You slid into the plush interior, Natasha settling onto your lap, her legs spread wide, inviting Wanda to straddle you both. The door clicked shut, and the car glided into the night, leaving the party and its prying eyes behind. "So," you began, your voice a purr of satisfaction. "What shall we do next?"

[lgbtlunaverse]

It's probably not going to be revealed until 1.0 the same way persephone wasn't in early access for hades 1, but I really do hope we get to talk to Zag in his room after beating chronos. And I really hope he has special dialogue for when you walk in with Than's scythe.

(melinoë voice) me walking into my brothers room at 3 am with his missing boyfriend's weapon to tell him I beat up grandpa:

[blueiscoool]

Ancient Celtic Helmet Is the Oldest Ever Found in Poland

Unearthed at the Łysa Góra archaeological site, the artifact, some 2,300 years old, is a prime example of Celtic metalworking

Archaeologists in Poland have unearthed a horde of 300 artifacts dating back to the fourth century B.C.E. Found at the Łysa Góra site in the region of Mazovia, near Warsaw, the trove includes iron axes, scissors and, most notably, a rare Celtic helmet.

A team from Warsaw’s State Archaeological Museum and University of Warsaw’s Department of Archaeology has been excavating in Łysa Góra since the spring. According to a statement by the team, the helmet was buried in a charcoal pit, along with four iron axes.

Though it was damaged by age, researchers determined the “spectacular” helmet was originally shaped like a cone, possessing a separate curved neck piece and decorated with etched lines. Its discovery has changed the team’s perceptions of the Celts—a group of Central European tribes who thrived during the Iron Age, from 1200 B.C.E. until 50 C.E.

The helmet is the first artifact of its kind to be found in Poland, as excavation leader Bartłomiej Kaczyński, of the archaeological museum, tells Science in Poland’s Ewelina Krajczyńska-Wujec. Before, only one other, much newer Celtic helmet had been discovered: a first-century piece found in the southern village of Siemiechów. The Łysa Góra helmet is at least 2,300 years old.

“At first we thought it might be some kind of ancient vessel, because bronze vessels are much more common on Polish soil than helmets,” Kaczyński tells Science in Poland, per Newsweek’s Aristos Georgiou. Then, the artifact’s neck piece—an arched plate near its edge—prompted archaeologist Andrzej Maciałowicz to suggest it could be a helmet.

Based on the artifact’s shape, and the fact that its tip was held together by a double knob, researchers concluded the piece is an early La Tène helmet. The Celtic culture of La Tène—French for “the shallows”—is named for Lake Neuchâtel in Switzerland, where researchers first found La Tène objects in the late-1800s, per ARTnews’ George Nelson. The culture formed around the fifth century B.C.E., about when Celts came into contact with Etruscan and Greek people from south of the Swiss Alps.

The La Tène style of metalworking developed between the fourth and third centuries B.C.E., and examples of it are “very rare,” per Science in Poland. While 1970s and ‘80s excavations at Łysa Góra revealed some small La Tène artifacts, researchers assumed they ended up in Poland via trading.

The recently discovered helmet, on the other hand, is an example of “the most advanced Celtic metallurgy,” Kaczyński says, and the piece was seemingly owned by a Celt, per Newsweek. The La Tène helmet’s presence in northern Poland changes researchers’ perceptions of the reach of the Celtic world in the pre-Roman period.

The other artifacts the research team found illustrate the ancient Celts’ proclivity for animal husbandry and farming: Blades from shears might have been used to cut sheeps’ wool, and scythes might have cut grain or grass. According to a statement by the archaeological museum, the researchers also found a collection of glass, amber and stone artifacts, including jewelry—bracelets, ornate necklaces and rings.

The helmet was taken to the State Archaeological Museum’s conservation department, where an expert in iron and bronze artifacts will spend several months conserving its pieces. As Kaczyński tells Science in Poland, the research team began excavating Łysa Góra to help construct an educational trail through the site. But the team’s “multitude of discoveries” indicates they may have more archaeological work to do than they thought.

By Sonja Anderson.

[hyperfixate-on-ninjas]

Based on this post right here

This is called the Ninjago Shuffle AU.

Basically I took every Ninjago Season including DR into a Spin the Wheel and shuffled the Seasons.

Order of the Shuffle

Legacy of the Green Ninja

Secrets of Forbidden Spinjitsu

DR Season 2

Master of the Mountain

Possession

Rebooted

Rise of the Snakes

Seabound

Skybound

DR Season 1

Hands of Time

Crystallized

Island of the Keepers

Tournament of Elements

March of the Oni

Sons of Garmadon

Hunted

(This is an interesting order of Seasons)

[THERE WILL BE SPOILERS FOR NINJAGO DR PART 2 SO LEAVE IF YOU MUST!]

Before I actually end up Rewriting all of the Seasons to fit into a coherent story, I first needed to rewrite the pilot era.

I do not consider the Pilot Era or the Specials a Season, so for the purposes of Story Telling, Pilot Era goes first before all the Seasons and Day of the Departed will always come after Skybound. (Which has a very interesting story of being turned into a SeaWalker Timeline somehow-)

So for the Pilot Era, here we go. In my notes I wrote everything down so here is the order of events.

Battle Between Spinjitsu Brothers

Battle Between Spinjitsu Brothers happens first, Garmadon tries to steal the Golden Weapons, Wu stops him, Garmadon gets banished into The Underworld. In this version of the story, Misako left Garmadon before he got banished so Wu is left alone with baby Lloyd.

Rather than send him to Darkleys, Wu tries to free his brother from The Underworld out of guilt and shame. And also because he knows he literally is too dependent on him at times (Based off of Krux’s line stating Garmadon usually had Wu’s back so basically Wu is just the dependent younger brother in this AU)

This spiral ultimately causes

The Merge

Yeah Wu done fricked up this time. Instead of causing the Merge years later he causes WAY TOO EARLY. The Merge happens and Wu is split into pieces, this alerts Garmadon who still remains in The Underworld after Wu causes the Merge, causing him to immediately deploy his army once the Merge is complete to scan the area and make a map of the new world.

Kai remains in Ninjago without Nya, Jay ends up in The Administration, Zane ends up in Imperium and Cole ends up in the Land of Lost Things. Lloyd remains in the Monastery, but after a while of people not tending to it, he ends up leaving to go search for food and stumbles upon Arin and Sora.

The Pilots

The Pilots start off with Kai as always, however due to his short temper and his weapons not selling well. (The Yo-Yo thing didn’t work out unfortunately) He leaves the Blacksmith shop to go find his sister (Since none of the residents sell Arin’s house/apartment it’s safe to assume no one will sell Kai and Nya’s home)

Kai becomes a street criminal, getting by through stealing food and money in order to survive and traveling the realms to get more information. Ultimately his actions get him into a bit of trouble and he ends up bumping into Cole, who helps him out and takes him back to the Monastery.

Cole introduces himself as the in-training Earth Ninja, being guided by ‘Guiding Light’ (Master Wu) and explains that Guiding Light told him to get Kai. Kai refuses, but thanks him for helping him survive another day, that’s when the Skulkin ambush the Monastery and reveal that Kai’s sister is in The Underworld.

After a few fights back from Cole and Guiding Light…somehow? Kai and Cole make it a mission to get the Four Golden Weapons. Kai does his training montage and boom they go to the Caves of Despair…which is kinda not in the same place it used to be. (But whatever lets just say the Skulkin dropped the damn map)

They go into the Caves of Despair, learn Spinjitsu (In this universe Cole learns it first because Kai’s a slow learner) Kai uses the Scythe of Quakes etc they celebrate.

Guiding Light scolds them of course but they barely take him seriously at times. (Mostly because I made it so that Wu now speaks Tinkerbell) But ultimately they are caught by the Administration for ‘unauthorized use of an unidentified weapon’

So yeah they get interrogated in The Administration, then they escape through elaborate means and high-chase breakout, also Jay reveal

They escape and head for the Shurikens of Ice. However, someone catches up to them first, and we get our Zane reveal, Zane as the leader of the Claws of Imperium. (YAH I DID THIS YOUR WELCOME) needs the Shurikens of Ice under the assumption that it has Dragon Power. (Technically it does)

Kai and Cole manage to get it anyway and speedrun the Nunchucks of Lightning. Most of what happens here is the same as the original pilot, except we don’t get any dialogue from Wu (Which means ‘There’s something I haven’t told you’ is quite literal here cause he can’t fricken speak) we don’t get Jay nor Zane and Garmadon gets Two of the Four Weapons. (All Four would kill him, so after he opens the portal he grabs the two that don’t have owners yet.)

Nya trains to be a Ninja instead of Samurai X because both her and Kai agree she needs really really good protection.

They discover the Green Ninja prophecy early but rather than worry about who was the Green Ninja, they’re more concerned when they realized there is one member not added yet. They decide to train some more so that they can be ready to map out the new world.

Significant changes (To storylines beyond the Pilots)

-Nya is now considered an official Ninja and Wu has no way of correcting them, so to them Nya is the 3rd Ninja, possibly even the Blue one since that’s her favorite color.

-Why is Zane evil? Zane actually showed up INSIDE Imperium surprisingly, and it was discovered by Dr LaRow that he was a robot and she opted to rewrite his programming and systems. So now he replaces Rapton as the Leader of the Claws of Imperium.

-Lloyd is officially Younger than Sora and Arin, for the sake of Story-telling purposes and continuity, but they are Younger than Kai and Cole. On that note:

-Kai, Cole and Nya are all adults at the start, as well as Zane and Jay.

-Ninja won’t get their Elemental Powers until Rebooted, which is gonna make DR Season 2 Interesting.

-Possibly SeaWalker instead of Jaya (Honestly Skybound is gonna be VERY interesting with Seabound Nya)

-Jay isn’t into Nya right away, since he’s now a very mature and very very tired man.

-We mostly don’t get the main four until maybe after DR Season 2.

[poppy-purpura]

How! Is! Your! Artstyle! So adorable and! PRECIOUS!!

Also, hi, big fan of your art pieces, mostly in the COTL fandom. Are there any of the AUs you're still interested in drawing? How does the COTL Marriage one goes and ends? Also how did the Lamb and Narinder even get married when one is bound in the in-between Afterlife?

Have a good month! Sleep early, drink water regularly.

Ohh Thank you so much for kindness! :) Hello!

Well, I love my AUs, but I have no so much ideas to draw, also the lack of needed skills exists. I feel very unsure to draw anthro and such things :") Also it is really hard to draw something for myself. The truth is, I'm not a fan of myself...

Are you talking about fairy tale AU?

The situation there was like this: bishops imprisoned Narinder in his Purgatory and drained all the ichor from him, but, to tell the truth, they did not want such a fate for him. Shamura offered a deal according to which Narinder would be released if he married someone and through a bloody ritual transferred half of his divinity to someone else (he stubbornly refused for a long time, but eventually agreed to it, because it was exhausting to exist forever in nowhere).

Bishops then planned to kill his "bride" if she did not die herself due to gaining "divinity", and allow Narinder to live a mortal life in an immortal body, being sure that he would not threaten their position. They chose a young sheep for him, the most harmless creature he had often preferred as maids and prays before.

They got married and started living together. Mara (sheep name) became the owner of the crown. Narinder was not thrilled, but he helped his young wife and one day revealed his past and his thoughts to her. She agreed to help him regain his territories, now divided between local forces. And the whole story was supposed to tell that Mara learns to use the power of the crown, conducting witch rituals and learning how to cook potions and curses, and Narinder is forced to fight (he is bad at this he knows more about rituals and dances what a looser). They literally robbed someone's barn and use a scythe and sickle as weapons. Later, they will be able to recapture Narinder's castle, and their feelings for each other will become something more than friendship. In the process, Mara gets to know bishops and helps solve their problems in order to get the key to the doors to Purgatory, where Narinder's kittens are left. Happy end I guess.

[concealeddarkness13]

Haven't been able to write, but I have had a lot of thoughts about All's Fair. There have been a lot of changes, lol.

Tagging: @jj-shubert-writes, @maple-writes, @pen-of-roses, @drabbleitout, and @grailfish!

[sebadztian]

Thanks for answering my ask. If you don't mind me asking (again), can I ask your top 5 (or top 3) favorite characters from Black Butler? And why you loved them? And your top 5 favorite moments from the series? Sorry if you've answered this question before....

Hello! Thanks again for the ask. No, nobody has ever asked me that, so I had to think about it. But here it is...

My 5 most favourite characters in BB & why:

1. Sebastian. I love how he's grown from the arrogant and sarcastic demon to 'Sebastian'. I love how surpirsed he is at his own growth and I also love that instead of fighting it, he's actually enjoying the ride? He's certainly aware of these changes, to a certain degree, but he just takes it in stride. I think being as old as he is, he must've been so bored, but with Ciel, he's having fun again (when not facing UT, that is). And of course, I love how possessive and protective he is towards Ciel, even beyond the contract sometimes.

2. Ciel. He's so messed up. He's only 13, but he's committed more crimes than all of England combined 😝 All jokes aside, I love how smart and resourceful he is, how determined he is in achieving his goals. One example is the cricket game. Those bruises all over his hand show just how determined he is and how hard he's practised for this game. He might have other end-goals, but it doesn't change the fact that he's led the Sapphire Owl house to victory. Also, we share similar interests. Just like Ciel, I also like chocolate and Sherlock Holmes.

3. Finny. He's just the sweetest! He's genuinely loyal to o!Ciel and he takes care of him that time in Germany. He always tried his best in taking care of the garden, even though he often gets scolded. I love his cheerful despoition and how he always tried his best - regardless of the result.

4. Charles Phipps. A rather unusual choice, I know. Unlike his partner, Phipps is so calm and collected, but beneath all that, he's a very capable butler and he's actually quite sweet in his own rights, such as fixing the hole on Fin's strawhat and raising the chicken.

5. Tanaka. I don't know where he stands and/or whose side he's on, but I just love how badass he is (slicing a bullet with a sword in the dark of the night), his chibi form, and how wise he is. I think he's one of the very few individuals whom Seb respected (as much as a demon could respect a human, that is). Seb even took his advice to heart, such as when he told Wolf (Gelzer) what Tanaka told him abot how a butler shouldn't die before his master. I think he did play some role in shaping Sebastian into the demon he was today.

Top 5 favourite moments (in the order they appear in the manga):

1. When Seb & Ciel revealed their tricks to Arthur Doyle. It's when we can see how they did everything, how they've calculated every move and how well they work together as a team. I think it's very cleverly done!

2. When Undertaker first revealed his Death Scythe. I think this moment is so cool, especially in the BoA movie with the animation and the sound effects and everything!

3. Sebastian's cinematic record. I love to watch them learn together to be the earl and his butler. I most especially love how far they've gotten since those early days, how much they both have changed. Bonus: the song 'I'm the Butler, You're the Earl' from the Tango on Campania musical is one of my favourites!

4. The scene when Seb wanted to eat Ciel in Green Witch arc. I think this is a very important moment in their relationship. I love that instead of succumbing to the gas, Ciel rose above it and run after Seb. I still don't know for sure what's happening and how much influence Seb has in Ciel's 'dream sequence', but Ciel chose Sebastian.

5. To follow up on #4, I love everything about these panels.

From how relaxed they are around each other, the string that seems to connect them, how they tease each other like old married couple, and repeated each other's words. Everything about this part is so lovely!

There are many other parts/moments that Iove throughout the series, but those are my top five.

Thanks again for the ask!

[thewayhelooksatyou]

The Way He Looks at You Series B. II:I

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Tumblr celebrated Cal Kestis Week, I used the dialogue prompts for each chapter. This chapter uses: "You're doing great!"

This mini series is what life could have looked like if Reader (lovingly nicknamed "Light" by Cal) had never lost her memory in the final battle of 'The Way He Looks at You'. Rating: 18+ Words: 1.2K Trigger Warnings: Chemical Pregnancy Inquisitor Cal x Reader/OC

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Cal shifts against the rigid cast-plast chair in the Imperial Hospital waiting room. It’s been hours of no news or communication from the hospital staff. All too afraid of getting on the bad side of the Thirteenth Brother to risk passing along information in his most desperate time.

He understands, but his freckled hand twitches for his lightsaber each time a passing nurse gives him the runaround. He should know something about her condition by now. She was unconscious, but not impaled, only head trauma. There is no need for surgery to take such a ridiculous amount of time. 

The scene floods Cal’s memory: pulling himself from the wreckage, digging to find her unconscious body, still breathing, air coming in small gasps. He should have checked to ensure the Jedi was dead, but there wasn’t time, not when Light’s life was hanging in the balance.

Cal couldn’t stop the tears that poured from his eyes, creating streaks of clean skin in the dust coating his face. His hair and clothes looking much the same, the vibrance of his black Inquisitor’s uniform and fiery red hair, muted.

He cried in anger, and fear, as he flew Light, propped up in her usual seat in the Scythe, to the best Imperial hospital in the galaxy. She was beautiful still, despite the blood pouring from a cut hidden in her hair, matting it. Her black dress and cloak painted gray with permacrete debris, no longer marking her as the property of an Inquisitor.

The nurse from before exits the hospital room. Her cropped dark hair and no nonsense expression makes the Inquisitor feel about a foot shorter. He stands, approaching her with caution, hoping she is here for him.

“Inquisitor. The surgery is complete. I have good news and bad news.” 

Her words are short and to the point, presenting an obvious choice.

“The bad news. Please, don’t tell me she’s dead.”

“Well, you’ve spoiled the good news. The patient lives. She should be awake soon.”

Cal lets out the breath he was holding, relief flooding his body, loosening the knots that gather between his shoulder blades.

“And the bad news?”

She purses her lips a moment before speaking. “You’re aware she was pregnant?”

He nods.

“The pregnancy was early, almost too soon for us to catch. The stress of the cave-in has terminated the pregnancy.”

Dead air sits between the Thirteenth Brother and the Imperial Nurse. Cal’s fingers twitch for his lightsaber again, but he resists. Killing this nurse won’t replace the loss of a child. His child, no matter what the Jedi said. How dare Theo stake claim on not only his woman, but his child? If the cave-in didn’t kill him, Cal will. It’s his fault for stalling the couple, leading to the losses of the day.

Cal is not entirely innocent in the entire affair, if he had simply left with Light when they reunited, there would have been no battle, no cave-in, no panic-stricken flight to the hospital, no loss of a child he would never know. Tears well in his lower lids and Cal resists them, ending the conversation with this nurse.

He laces his voice with venom. “I can see her now?”

She nods, points at the door behind her, and leaves.

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Cal steps inside the sterile room, pressing the door shut with a click. He pulls the privacy curtain; the scowl falling from his face, revealing wide eyes, a frown, and the curse of tears daring to fall. He lets them and dashes to Light’s side, kneeling on the floor beside her bed, his large hand bringing warmth to her icy fingertips. The saline drip keeping her extremities cooler than he would prefer. 

Cal uses his free hand to tuck her further beneath the thin hospital blankets, cursing their poor quality. In his annoyance, he unclips his own thick cloak, nearly throwing the soiled material over her now clean body. But he stops, instead tossing it over a nearby chair.

His mouth falls to her open palm, kissing her repeatedly in prayer. “Please wake up, I can’t lose you too. We lost the baby, and I now realize how much I loved knowing that something existed that was both of us, our creation. I will make him pay for the loss he has caused our family.”

Light shifts as his frantic words reach her ears. Her eyes still closed, forehead wrinkling in confusion of the words and a severe ache in her head. It feels like a ship fell on her. She did fall out of the sky in a ship, similar, but what happened next? The fuzzy memories are still too difficult to decipher.

“Light? Please wake up, I’m here. I won’t let anything bad ever happen to you again. I’ll protect you this time.”

Cal Force-pulls the nearby chair, scooting as close to her as possible, brushing a few stray hairs off her face. 

Her eyes flutter, followed by a wince, then she peeks them open once more, squinting in the white light. “Cal?”

He sniffs, before a smile splits his face, hot tears falling onto their joined hands below. “Yes, Light, I’m here. You’re here, you’re okay. I’ve got you.”

She lets out a low groan as her eyes open further, her vision blurry and painful. “What happened? Am I in a hospital? Is everyone okay? Theo?”

Cal’s smile falters at the name of his enemy. “There was a cave-in from the explosions at the base. You were crushed beneath the ceiling. We all were.”

Worry spans her forehead, broken only by another sharp reaction to the immense pain. “Were there any casualties?”

Cal’s mouth gapes, trying to find the right words. 

Light’s expression softens, “Theo…”

Cal’s jaw snaps shut. “Do not speak his name to me. He is the reason I almost lost you, the reason we lost…”

Her eyes search his for information, widening in understanding. “I caused another loss…”

Cal squeezes her hand. “No! You didn’t do this!”

Her face reddens. “I did! I’m cursed! Everything I love dies eventually! I can’t keep anyone I love alive! I’m a failure…I’m still failing!”

Cal’s expression hardens. “You’re wrong, Light. You’re not failing, you’re doing great. You were just dealt a bad hand. It was I who failed you. I was selfish, allowing us to linger when danger was nearby. I should have taken you home immediately.”

There is a long silence as she processes the barrage of new information. Cal’s heart breaks, knowing he should have done more. His mind pulls towards the near decade of being an Inquisitor, assuring him the fault lies with the Jedi. But deep down, he knows the Jedi did not force him to stay on that base. It was Cal’s selfishness that led to Light laying in the hospital bed before him. He is no hero, not since turning to the Dark Side.

Light’s left hand touches her lower belly, tears forming in her eyes. Cal pulls her into his arms, taking care to not do further damage. Grief surrounding the couple as they mourn the loss of a life they’ll never know. The room is silent apart from the shuddering breaths and beeping monitors.

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[diaryofamadsunwukongfan]

Volume 1: Spring

#Ruby Rose

•The episode is a mix of the vanilla rwby version and the Ice queendom version.

•The episode starts with *the narrators* little speech to Ozpin (vanilla rwby version).

•cue Torchwick and his gang walking into the Dust store. (Note: the gang members have Torchwicks symbol on their clothes because they are his personal henchmen this time.)

•One of the gangsters spots a little, red riding hooded girl drop Dust cannisters into a basket before returning to her weapon magazine.

•"Fork over the Dust and hands behind your head, now!" (the gangster turns the girl around, revealing her face and headphones). (The man motions for the girl to take off her headphones). "Yes?" "Get on the ground and gimme the Dust, now!" "Are you... robbing me?" (As Ruby says this, a smile grows on her face.) "Yes!" "Ooooh... ok."

•The gangster gets flung out the window while Ruby trails behind him, covered in rose petals.

•(Roman turns his head around to watch the spectacle) "A semblance?"

•ICONIC SCYTHE SCENE

•"Criminals beware... for the Red Reaper is here!!!" (Ruby points her weapon at the gangsters). "That old fairytale?" (Roman turns to his henchmen). "Get her!"

•ICONIC FIGHT SCENE

•"Good thing I never gave you a raise... Well, Red, I think we can all say it's been an eventful evening, and as much as I'd love to stick around..." (raises his cane and opens the bottom to reveal a rifle with a cross grid) "...I'm afraid this is where we part ways!"

•Roman fires at Ruby, who uses her sniper recoil to dodge, she spots Roman climbing a ladder, "Are you hurt, shopkeeper?!" "No but-" "Good!", Ruby launches herself after Roman.

•The bullhead airship apppears, Roman jumps inside, he takes a Burn Dust crystal out and throws it at Ruby before shooting it, causing it to explode in her face.

• "Ohohohohoho!"

•The explosion cloud clears, revealing a violet forcefield around Ruby made by Glynda Goodwitch (no Glynda glyph, those are more exclusive now).

•ICONIC WIZARD DUEL

•(Ruby looks up at Glynda) "You're a Huntress!!! Can I have your autograph?!"

•jail

•"...property damage, using a weapon in a no-shoot-zone, *no huntsman liscence*, and now you're telling me that you've been chasing after criminals before!!!" "But I'm just trying stop criminals, like you!"

•Ozpin comes in and dismisses Glynda. Before she leaves he whispers to her "drop all criminal charges made against her..." Glynda looks confused, but obeys and leaves without a word.

• "Miss Ruby Rose... you have silver eyes."

•The rest of the conversation is basically the same as vanilla rwby.

•insert scene: Ozpin leaves the interragation room after Ruby accepts his offer. We see Yang and Taiyang sitting on a bench waiting for Ruby (they both stand up when they see Ozpin). Ozpin informs them that all charges against Ruby have been dropped... and that she will be attending Beacon academy early. (when Ozpin drops the latter news, the camera zooms in on Taiyang giving Ozpin a death glare.)

•Scene change: "Oh, I can't believe my baby sister is going to Beacon with me! This is the best day ever!" (Yang says as she hugs Ruby to death.)

•Bee's knees conversation.

•The girls attention then changes to the breaking news report on the airships TV system. Lisa Lavender goes over the Dust robbery Ruby just stopped and momentarily puts her mugshot on the screen as the "real life Red Reaper" before she switches to talking about Roman. The shadow people on the air bus start murmering about Ruby, which causes her to frown and hold her head down.

•Lisa Lavender than goes to the next news segment about Faunus riot that police believed was started by the White Fang. The shadow people now start murmering about "animals" and "beasts".

•Ruby looks towards Yang, "The White Fang? Are those... like bad guys, Yang?"

•"Well, I guess you could say... actually, no. They're more like victims." When Yang says this, one of the shadow people walks far away from her. "... I guess not everyone thinks the same way."

•Glynda introduction + speech

•Jaune then bursts into the scene and vomits next to Ruby and Yang.

•Ruby screams.

•Yang punches Jaune.

•The end.

#The Shining Beacon arc

•Basically the same as vanilla rwby: Ruby and Yang's airship lands at Beacon academy. Jaune is vomiting in a trash can in the background. Yang encourages Ruby to make friends by ditching her. Ruby than trips and falls into Weiss + her luggage.

•"What are you doing?!"

•"Uh, sorry?"

•"Sorry! Do you have any idea the damage you could have caused?!" (Weiss then points to the luggage Ruby tripped over). "That suitcase contains a gift that *my* late grandfather gave to me! You could have broken it and the repairs for it would bankrupt your whole family!"

•"What?" Ruby says with a blank stare

•"Don't 'what' me! What are you, brain-dead???" (Weiss then turns her head to talk to herself, out loud). "Is every commoner from Vale this disrespectful?" (Weiss then turns back to Ruby). "Well, what do you have to say for yourself?!"

•"Hey, I said I was sorry princess!"

•"Don't you *dare* call me princess! Do you even know who I am!"

•"Weiss Schnee, second child of Willow and Jacques Scnee, singer, songwriter, producer of the best selling music album in Atlas, and heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, the largest producer of Dust in the world." Blake says after making her first appearance.

•"Finally! Some recognition!"

•"The same company infamous for its racist labor forces and illegal business partners." Blake shoots back while giving Weiss a death glare.

•"Wha- How dare- The nerve of... Ugh!"

•Weiss and Blake then leave Ruby alone.

•"Hey... I'm Jaune."

•"Ruby- WAIT YOU'RE THE GUY THAT THREW UP ON ME!!!"

•"IM SORRY!!!"

•Ruby and Jaune's bonding scene is exactly the same. (including Jaune's chauvanism, Im gonna turn it into a real character flaw).

•Ruby and Jaune then head to the auditorium, Ruby splits from Jaune to hang with Yang, Jaune mopes that his 17 year old behind can't get with a 15 year old, Pyrrha stares at Jaune from behind with horror movie strings playing (im joking).

•Ruby tells Yang about the stuff she just went through, Weiss comes over and tells Ruby that she didn't break her grandfathers gift... which is good because if she did she would have sued the pants off their family. Yang tries to smooth things over, which leads to Weiss' iconic line "Yeah! And we can paint our nails and try on clothes and talk about cute boys, like tall, blond, and scraggly over there!" "Wow, really!" "No."

•Jaune mishears the conversation and assumes that Weiss confessed her love to him behind his back.

•Ozpin comes in, drop his "yall suck" speech, and leaves. Ruby comments that he was acting a bit weird, and Yang drops that dad (Tai) said Ozpin acted off when he was their headmaster, but dad didn't say much more to her. Cut to Jaune flirting with Weiss.

•Slumber party time!

•"I don't think Dad would approve of all the boys, though."

•"I know I do! (purrs as she watches several muscular, shirtless guys and girls in short clothes... and Jaune).

•The scene where Ruby writes a letter to her friends at Signal is removed, in this au Ruby is very introverted and never had any close friends before.

•Ruby and Yang then talk about the friend, and enemy, that Ruby made in a day.

•The two girls then notice a candle being lit Blake, who is sitting in a corner reading a book. When Yang looks at Blake, she blushes (because bmblb is actually planned from the start this time.)

•Ruby informs Yang about her, so Yang drags Ruby over to Blake so they can make friends (and so she can get a girl).

•Ruby's hero speech to Blake is the same as before because it's perfect.

•Weiss walks over to ruin the fun, same as before.

•The end.

#The Emerald Forest arc

•Ren and Nora are introduced to us basically the same way they were in vanilla rwby, but this time the reason why Nora is so excited is because she and Ren started dating each other the moment they set foot in Beacon.

•Ruby and Yang are having their little conversation but this time Yang stresses to Ruby that if she wants to be a "normal girl" so badly, then maybe she should make friends like a "normal girl".

•Weiss and Pyrrha have their little conversation, but a thousand times more gay (Weiss is shy and blushing)

•"This will be perfect! The smartest girl from Atlas combined with the strongest girl from Argus! Together we will be unstoppable! I can see it now! We'll be school celebrities! We'll get perfect grades! Nothing can come between us now!"

•Jaune comes between them.

•Pyrrha pushes Weiss out of the way so she can talk to Jaune (she wants to peg him so badly).

•Jaune ignores Pyrrha to help Weiss off the ground.

•Weiss knocks Jaune over and then goes right back to Pyrrha. Perfect love triangle!

•"Pyrrha, quick! I need to take you to the school nurse for that muscle spasm you just had!" (Weiss then grabs on Pyrrha's arm and tries to move her) "Oh wow, you are really buff." "I know."

•"Weiss!" (Jaune screams as he hops to his feet) "stop looking at at her... and look at me!"

•"1, why would I want to do that? 2, Jaune is it, do you have any idea who Pyrrha is?" "Nope." "Pyrrha Nikos, graduates top of her class at Sanctum?" "At where?" "Pyrrha Nikos, winner of the Mistral Region Tournaments ten times in a row, a new record!" "Dosen't ring any bells." "SHE'S ON FRONT OF EVERY PUMPKIN PETE'S MARSHMELLOW FLAKES BOX!!!" "That was you!"

•The three of them go back to arguing about teams. Weiss dosen't want herself (or Pyrrha) to be stuck on a team with Jaune, Pyrrha thinks would be an amazing teamate (just saying that to tease him), Jaune gets weird with Weiss and Pyrrha spears him to the wall.

•Ruby and Yang pick him up and everyone goes to the launch pads.

•Ozpin gives his little speech along with his "your teamate will be the first person you make eye contact with" surpise.

•Jaune dosen't know what a landing strategy is gag.

•LANDING STRATEGIES SEQUENCE

•The Ice queendom scene where creepy music plays when Pyrrha finds Jaune is used ("I have you now, my pretty Jaune!")

•Ruby runs for a bit before running into Weiss. Weiss turns and walks away, so Ruby follows her because they are supposed to be teammates now.

•Weiss talks her stuff about Ruby slowing her down, so Ruby pops up in front of her, Weiss asks how, and Ruby goes "It's my semblance, Rose Red! ~and I named it myself~"

•Ruby gives her little speech about she's going to change Weiss' mind about her and she runs off to kill some Grimm, leaving Weiss alone when a pack of Beowolves corner her.

•Yang's fight with the two bears + partnership with Blake goes the exact same way, but this time she blushes when Blake saves her.

•Cut back to Weiss, in her internal monolouge she plans to use Burn Dust to one shot the Beowolf in front of her and then use Wash Dust to create steam from the fire to make a quick get away. Then Ruby pops up in front of her. Weiss wastes her Dust on the wrong target, and then drags Ruby out of there because this time there are like 30 Beowolves (Ruby could still take them, but not without wasting all her Aura).

•Ruby and Weiss have their same argument but from the Ice queendom version.

•Cut back to Jaune and Pyrrha, Jaune runs into a branch and Pyrrha asks to check him for injuries. Jaune replies that he's never been cut in his life, even when he tried to give himself cut eyebrows using his sword and accidentally touched his eyeball with the blade. Pyrrha finds that highly unusual, and pulls out her Scroll to scan Jaune.

•"Jaune, your AP levels have a max of 3,000! Do you know what this means?" "Oh no... I'm going to die!!! Wait, I thought a lot of Aura points were a good thing?" "Jaune, you have more Aura than me." (as Pyrrha says this, she rests a hand on Jaune's shoulder and gives him a bittersweet stare).

•The Ren vs the King Taijitu fight is it's own stand alone scene. Completely unchanged otherwise. Boop included.

•Glynda informs Ozpin that the last partnership has been formed and, unlike last year, there have been zero casualties so far. She then goes on to talk about how "strange" this freshman year has been, one celebrity student by themselves would have been rare, but several (Pyrrha, Weiss, Ruby to an extent, Cardin, unamed shadow people) from different kingdoms all in one place is a little... sus. Ozpin then asks if Glynda is questioning him, and she responds that his plan was to make his perfect "team JNPR" but now there are characters that could give even Pyrrha a run for her money that "just so happened" to turn up at their school. Ozpin admits that even he found it a bit "off" that Weiss Schnee went to their school instead of Atlas or Haven, but now that they have her they may as well use her and students like her for their goals. (Shady Ozpin real???).

•The second Ruby v Weiss argument, Ice queendom version.

•Blake and Yang find the temple with the relics and banter. With extra gay.

•Jaune and Pyrrha wonder into a cave that they believe is the temple because it has strange markings on the walls (note: the markings are simplified versions of Salem's eye emblem). Jaune finds the relic, the relic is the glowing tip of a Deathstalkers stinger tail. Run away time!

•Cut to Ruby and Weiss, who are riding on a Nevermore because Ruby thought it would it would be the fastest way to escape the forest fire Weiss created after they wondered around in circles for an hour. Ruby decides that they should jump. Weiss dosen't.

•Ruby jumps and falls from the Nevermore's back. Before she can hit the ground, Jaune rams into her from the side and they both safely land in a tree.

•Blake: "... did your sister just fall from the sky?" "I-"

•Before Yang can finish, Nora rides in on an Ursa with an exhausted Ren behind her. Nora picks up the golden rook and does her queen of the castle thing before Ren shouts at her.

•"... did that girl just ride in on an Ursa?" "I-"

•Before Yang can finish, Pyrrha calls out Jaune's name while being chased by the elder Deathstalker grimm that they woke up. The grimm then swats Pyrrha away, and she lands next to the gang.

•"Did she just run all the way here with a Death Stalker on her tail?" (Yang uses her semblance while getting angry, which causes Blake to looked shocked and to take a step back) "I can't take it anymore! Can people stop falling on us for two seconds before another grimm shows up!"

•Two seconds

•The Nevermore carrying Weiss shows up. Weiss decides to let go and falls down. Jaune catches her, realizes he still dosen't have a landing strategy, and they both fall down. Jaune breaks Weiss' fall.

•"Great! The gang's all here! Now we can die together!" "Not if I can help it!", Ruby says before getting knocked out after trying to 1v1 a Deathstalker (ooh that v5 quote makes me mad).

•Ruby then tries to use her semblance to escape, but the elder Nevermore catches her cape with its feather shot. Weiss then saves her at the last second. They then have their little heart to heart that starts Weiss character arc of becoming nicer.

•Tactics time: Ruby states that their objective is to grab the relics and go to the cliff. However, because the two elder grimm keep chasing them, they most likely will have to fight them anyway. So the plan is to get as close to the cliffs as possible before fighting them so they still have the chance to escape (or hopefully be rescued by Ozpin) when they get beat up by the grimm (emphasis on the fact that the grimm are super old which is why they are so dangerous, by themselves none of these guys could kill them except maybe Weiss if she dumped all of her Dust onto them).

•"Run and try to live - that's an idea I can get behind!"

•EPIC FIGHT SCENE

•RED LIKE ROSES FILLS MY HEAD WITH DREAMS AND IT FINDS ME ALWAYS CLOSER TO THE EMPTYNESS AND SADNESS THAT HAS COME TO TAKE THE PLACE OF YOU (Note: this song is Ruby's real feelings underneath her facade of cheerfulness in this AU).

•New teams ceremony, Cardin and his gang are team CRDL, led by Cardin Winchester (throw in a smug smile on Cardin's face here).

•Jaune, Nora, Pyrrha, and Ren are team JNPR, led by... Jaune Arc (throw in a surpised pikachu face from Glynda because Ozpin's original plan was to make Pyrrha team leader).

•And finnaly, Blake, Ruby, Weiss, Yang become team RWBY led by Ruby Rose (Weiss still gets pissy, Yang hugs Ruby, Blake has a little smile).

•The Roman scene at the end of the episode is left completely unchanged.

•The end.

#The Badge and the Burden arc

•The girls set up bunkbeds! (Unchanged from vanilla rwby)

•and they + JNPR are still late to class.

•First class: Grimm studies by Prof. Port

•Because today is the first day of class, Port goes over the basics of the Grimm: monsters that supposedly feed off the negative emotions of human beings (he dosen't mention Faunus cuz he's a bitch) by eating them. They infest every corner of the world, but their numbers are greatest towards Iaptus, the land in the west. There is real evidence that grimm can starve to death if they don't eat humans, but otherwise they are immortal and heal from non-lethal injuries which is super bad because they get smarter as they age and new ones keep spawning at consistent rates. It is known that there are billions more grimm than humans... "and Faunus too, I guess." (Blake side eye in the background).

•" Yes, our planet is absolutely teeming with Grimm that would love nothing more than to tear humans to pieces! And that's where we come in. Huntsmen! Huntresses...(sexually harasses a 17 year old brown girl) Individuals who have sworn to protect those who cannot protect themselves! From what, you ask? Why, the very world!"

•It is an extremely entry level course to the point of being elementry school level. In the background, Weiss and Jaune and Ren are taking as many notes as possible, Blake and Yang and Pyrrha aren't writing anything down because they already know this, Nora is making heart eyes at her boyfriend, and Ruby is goofing off (this is why she didn't get good grades at Signal).

•Port starts going on a vauge, probably sexist and racist rant about a story he made up to make himself look good before asking which among his students is true Huntsman like and Weiss raises her hand.

•When Weiss raises her hand, the shadow people start whispering like "Weiss Schnee's in this class!" "I heard she has a special semblance!" "I WANT HER TO SIGN MY FOREHEAD!!!"

•Port then asks Weiss to step up to the front so she can face her opponent: a caged and very hungry Boarbotusk.

•The fight is the same as before, Ruby gives Weiss good ideas to fight the grimm that Weiss shoots down because she wants to prove herself as a better huntress than Ruby even though she is not team leader. (Note: I don't have a good place to shoehorn this in, but the different colors Weiss' glyphs have are from her combining them with Dust. White = Breeze Dust, Black = Gravity Dust, Blue = Freeze Dust, etc.) Weiss then uses one of Ruby's ideas and kills the grimm. Ruby tries to talk to Weiss, but she pushes her away.

•Plot Twist: it's time for the next class of the day which is sparing by Glynda Goodwitch!

•Glynda admits to her students that there other classes were probably very dull (oh the irony) so instead of boring them with a lecture, she will give anyone willing the chance to blow off some steam.

•Weiss jumps up immediately and volunteers, making an angry face the whole time.

•Glynda accepts and then asks Weiss to either choose a sparing partner or to wait for someone to volunteer. Weiss prepares to point at Ruby... "I volunteer!" (Yang says as she suddenly stands up).

•"Yang, what are you doing?! She's mad at me!" (Ruby pleads to her sister). "I could take her, if you two want me." (Blake offers to Yang while grabbing her weapon). "Thanks Blake, and no. If Weiss wants someone to be mad at so badly, then she can be mad at me. Sit back and watch, sis." (Yang then struts up to the sparing ring). "Oh boy, oh boy!" (Ruby chants underneath her breath). "Don't worry Ruby, your sister can take this." (Blake comforts Ruby while placing a hand on her shoulder.) "What? I'm not worried about Yang, I'm worried about Weiss!"

•(Weiss stares up at Yang) "What are you doing?". "You pick a fight with Ruby, you pick a fight with me! Whatever is happening between you two, it ends here." (Yang tells Weiss as nicely as possible). "If you girls have a dispute," Glynda commands to them, "then settle it in battle! The match begins now!!!"

•First au exclusive fight: Weiss Vs Yang! The fight is mostly a homage to the White trailer, with Yang taking the role of the knight as a big, strong tank that Weiss "dances" around. Unlike the knight grimm, Yang is a lot faster and she's able to dodge, block, and counter attack a lot of Weiss's moves. At the end of the fight, Weiss tries to freeze Yang using Dust, but then Yang activates her semblance to melt the ice and to knock out Weiss.

•After winning, Yang offers Weiss a hand but that's when she realizes that Weiss has been crying. Before she can consult her, Weiss slaps her hand away and runs out the class room, wiping her tears away. Glynda dismisses the class, and then gives everyone an essay homework to write before she walks out the door.

•Cut to Ruby wandering the halls by herself where she encounters Ozpin. They then have the same conversation they had from vanilla rwby.

•After that scene, Weiss is standing by herself at the balcony when Glynda shows up, who was looking for her. Weiss then asks Glynda if she can transfer herself to a different team, seeing that her current team mates "don't like me". Glynda tells Weiss that freshmen huntsman teams not liking each other is common, and if she can't handle that then maybe she should go back to her singing carrer. "I don't want to sing!" (Weiss screams). "Hmm, well maybe you should tell that to your father instead of yelling at me?" (Glynda returns). "Im sorry prof. Glynda. My father... wouldn't listen to me. He dosen't listen to anyone." "And pray tell, miss Schnee, what would your father do in your situation?". "Hehe, he would demand to the next teacher he could find to switch teams immediately and... oh no." "I see you finnaly realized your error, miss Schnee. Now, if you hurry along there is still time to fix it." (Weiss gets ready to leave, but then turns back.) "Thank you, prof. Glynda."

•The ending is the vanilla rwby scene where Weiss and Ruby bond again, but this time with scenes of Yang and Blake still awake and listening to the conversation. Yang smiles when the two girls make up, but the last shot of the arc is of Blake's neutral expression turning into a face of raw spite as she gazes at Weiss.

•The end?

#Jaunedice arc

•The arc begins with an extended version of the fight between Cardin Vs Jaune that starts from the very begining. Cardin charges Jaune who can barely react in time to use his shield. The inital strike creates a small explosion from the Lava Dust crystal in Cardin's mace. Then the camera changes to Jaune's perspective, where Cardin's face is a distored image that looks like grotesque human face grining evily at Jaune. Cardin then repeatedly pounds Jaune into submission, the blonde becoming more scared with each firey blow. Within seconds, Cardin hammers away at Jaune's high Aura and his final hit has enough force that it causes Jaune to roll backwards while letting go of his shield. (Like Tokoyami vs Yaoyorozu but more aggressive, zero moments to breath)

•When the match is finished, Cardin moves to strike again but Glynda uses her semblance to restrain him at the last minuet. She then gives him and his team two hours of detention for attempting to break her rules. This causes Cardin to glare at Jaune, who flinches, before walking back to his team who groan at him returning.

•Glynda then anounces the Vytal festival + tournament that will be coming soon which excites all the students.

•cut to the lunch table scene: Ruby (& an unenthusiastic Weiss) and Pyrrha are sitting next to Jaune who are sitting across from Ren & Nora. Blake sits at the very edge of the table far away everyone else, and Yang sits next to her. (There is the vibe that team JNPR are only friends with Ruby, while Blake is annoyed by them.)

•Nora is telling everyone about a crazy dream she had when Pyrrha tries to bring up the subject of Cardin to Jaune. This puts all eyes (even Blake's) onto him. Jaune tries to deflect, he says his fight was a fluke and he suggests that Cardin must have some type of semblance that scares people and he used that to win. "Really Jaune? A semblance that scares people?" Weiss sarcastically asks. "Yes!!! I could totally feel it over me with my fourth eye or something!!!" "It's third eye, Jaune." Ren sardonically corrects him.

•Ruby then tells Jaune that this isn't just about their sparring match, for the last week Cardin has been bullying Jaune and so far none of the teachers will do anything about it because he's the son a celebrity council member. "Ugh, I hate people that use their parent's fame and fortune as their own personal shield! Good thing none of us are like that, right guys!" Weiss tells the group (Blake side eye. Bombastic Blake side eye.)

•Pyrrha then tells Jaune that if he ever needs help, he can just ask his friends. "Ooh, I know a guy who knows a couple of guys and we could all get togather to break his legs in dark alley in Patch! No one would find out too!!!" Nora offers. "...thanks, Nora? But guys, really, it's fine! Besides, it's not like he's only a jerk to me; he's a jerk to everyone!"

•This is when the gang overhears Cardin and his team bullying Velvet. The upperclassmen has the same look of fear on her face that Jaune had when he spared with Cardin. He is pulling on her rabbit ears harshly while the rest of his team laughs at her and calls her 'grimmspawn'. "Atrocious. I can't stand people like him." Pyrrha states coldly. "He's not the only one..." Blake says while staring daggers at him. "It must be hard to be a Faunus." Yang sadly states.

•Cardin then yanks Velvet's ear again, causing Blake to stand up and begin marching towards him. "Blake stop, you're just going to get in trouble!" Yang pleads to her, but it falls on deaf ears. As Blake coldly marches towards Cardin, all of the shadow people's heads turn towards her.

•"eh?" Cardin turns towards Blake, his hand still gripping Velvet's ear. "What do you want??" Without saying a word, Blake spits in his eye. "AHHH, YOU BITCH!" Cardin screams at Blake, jumping from his seat while letting go of Velvet. The faunus runs towards Blake's side, unable to stand properly from fear.

•Team CRDL surround the two girls. Yang dashes from her seat, but before she can reach Blake-

•"What is going on here?!" Glynda shouts as she marches into the scene. "THIS BII-Er girl spat into my eye!!!" Cardin screams at her. "Miss Belladonna, is this true?" Blake then stares into Glynda's eyes, "I'd do it again." This enrages Glynda. "Prof. Glynda please, Blake didn't start this!" Yang pleads to the teacher. "No excuses Xiao Long!" "She's right!" Ruby says after appearing behind Blake. That's when she realizes that Pyrrha, Nora, Ren, and all of team rwby are by her side. "Prof. Glynda, Blake saw Winchester harassing this girl for being a faunus and acted to defend her. If she deserves to be punished for that, then we all do because we made Blake feel that she had to confront Cardin alone." Weiss argues. Blake's eyes widen as she realizes that humans are defending her.

•"Miss Scaletina, are these claims correct? And I can tell if you are lying." Velvet looks at Blake and smiles, her look of fear completely gone. "Yes, prof Glynda. As an upperclassmen, I should have acted to defend myself sooner, but I was scared. If anyone deserves to be punished, it should be me." Glynda then shakes her head no, and looks at Cardin and his team. "Team CRDL, your two hours detention has been extended to two months and you all are no longer allowed to eat in the cafetaria! 25 years ago, your headmaster helped passed the law that ended anti-faunus segregation and hate crimes, and I will enforce them." Glynda then gets close to Cardin's ear and whispers "And calling your daddy won't make a diference, little boy... he's scared of me too."

•Glynda then escorts team CRDL out of the cafeteria, leaving an awestruck Blake and her friends standing in the middle of a hurricane of rumors and whispers. While Weiss and Pyrrha are both admired, team CRDL are the most popular students at Beacon and being the first ones to take them down has put RBYNR on the social map, whenever they like it or not. As the kids react to the news, Pyrrha finnaly realizes that Jaune is no where to be seen, which is when the camera then pans over to a cowering Jaune just outside the cafeteria doors.

•The next scene is on the roof top of the school at night, where Jaune is standing alone. Pyrrha then appears, saying she was looking all over for Jaune and that he dosen't have to be afraid of Cardin anymore. Jaune says that he knows, and right now he just wants to be left alone. Pyrrha then asks Jaune why did he leave in the first place, which makes Jaune snap at her. He says he isn't "brave, or strong" like her or Ruby. He dosen't have a legacy to live up to like Weiss, and he isn't a natural warrior like Blake or Ren. "I'm nothing." "That's not true Jaune! You-" "Pyrrha the only reason I'm even here is because I cheated my way in!" "... what?" "I trained with my dad for years and I never got better. I took every huntsman exam I could find, and I failed. Even now, I study harder than you and I only get Cs! I... just leave me alone."

•After a few seconds, Pyrrha sorrowfully relents and leaves.

•"I heard everything." An invisible voice calls out to Jaune. Suddenly, Ren materializes from behind him. "It all makes sense now... your lack of skill with your weapons, your lack of a semblance, you cheated your way into Beacon and now your reaping the rewards as our team leader." "Ren I-" "If you don't want me to contact our professors right now and have you expelled, then you will hold your tongue. Tomorrow, you will do exactly as I say if you actually want to be a huntsman. By then, I will have figured out what to do with you..." Ren then turns his back to Jaune, and disappears into darkness, leaving behind a heartbroken Jaune as he collapses to the floor.

•The next scene begins in the Forever Fall forest. Ruby tells her team that it's cool that the teachers at Beacon let them do field assignments with no supervision. The rest of team Rwby then trail behind her as the exit the scene, revealing a solemn NPR standing behind them. "You're being irrational!" an irritated Pyrrha tells Ren. "I'm the only one here that's considering the rational option. Nora and I shouldn't have to find out from spying that our team leader is a fraud." Nora, standing between them, says "Well, Nora thinks that we all had a looong day yesterday so maybe we should all calm down and-"

•Jaune then enters the scene.

•"You don't have to do this Jaune-" "Yes I do Pyrrha. Ren's right, it's not fair that he got into Beacon fair and square while I cheated my way in." Jaune then looks Ren in the eye. "Whatever challenge you have for me, I'm ready." "So it's decided. Your challenge, Jaune Arc, will be a trail by fire. You must defeat me in combat!" Ren then takes his battle stance (but curiously dosen't have his weapons).

•"Uhh, actually I was hoping that maybe you would forgive me if I admitted you were right and-" before Jaune finishes his sentance, Ren palm strikes his chest with enough force to send him flying into a tree. "That was the Force palm technique, Jaune. I trained with the monks of Mistral until I mastered every single Aura technique there was to learn. What have you mastered?"

•The rest of the fight is basically the same as that; Ren ragdolls Jaune while introducing a new Aura technique to the audience (Forcefield technique to block Jaune's sword, Shadow Clone technique to confuse Jaune, Third Eye technique when Jaune throws sand into Ren's eyes) while Jaune only survives because he has a mountain of Aura.

•Team RWBY eventually take notice and rush towards the scene. "Oh no! Whats happening, why is Ren fighting Jaune!!!" Ruby asks Nora. "Oh, Jaune cheated his way into Beacon, which is super illegal by the way, so now my bestest boyfriend for life wants Jaune to beat him in a sparing match to prove he's good enough to be our team leader which me and Pyrrha think is kinda ridiculous but, boys will be boys!" "Oh n- wait what?!" Weiss then pops up, "Jaune cheated his way into Beacon? I thought you had to be smart in order to do that."

•Ren finnaly starts to get exhausted from spamming his Aura techniques (hyperventalating), and he asks Jaune how he's able to keep up being constantly attacked. Jaune then looks up and grins, "Aha, this was my stratagy all along Ren! I knew that you had the lowest AP levels on our team so instead of fighting you, I let you waste your Aura reserves!" "... that... is actually a good plan. You have what it takes to be a huntsman in training." "So does that mean you'll stop beating me!!!" "No!"

•Ren then prepares his next attack, using so much of his Aura shield shifts into his righ hand. Jaune readies his shield. Before Ren can strike, an elder Ursa pops out of the bush behinds him and fells him in one blow.

•"REN!!!" Jaune screams. Nora immediately pounces on the grimm while the rest of the gang engages it. Jaune rushes to Ren's side. "Ren, talk to me!" Ren barely groans at him. Jaune flips Ren over and discovers he has three deep slashs on his back. "No no no, this wasn't supposed to happen!"

•"At last you understand..." a mysterious voice whispers to Jaune, "... what it means to be a huntsman. It was never about defeating darkness, but defending the light. Young man, will you allow your comrad to have his light stolen on this meaningless day? Or will you save him so he can face his destiny? Awaken the light within you, descendant of King Charles of Vale!

•Jaune's eyes then glow a pure golden color as his body is surrounded in the shimmering light of his Aura. As Jaune touches Ren, his Aura regenerates itself completely and heals his wounds.

•Just as Nora finishes pounding the elder Ursa into nothingness is when the rest of the gang realizes that Jaune is glowing. Then he stops and helps Ren to his feet.

•"You, unlocked your semblance?" Ren askes. Jaune nods his head. "... the trial is over. I am honored to have you as our team leader, Jaune." "Thanks Ren... and uhh, guys is it normal to hear voices when you get your semblance, or..."

•"Hear voices, what are you talking about?" Ruby asks Jaune. The rest of the gang is similary confused. "Oh well, guess I'm crazy." Jaune sarcastically says and the rest of the group laughs.

•As the camera zooms out, it changes to a screen on a computer that Ozpin is watching intently.

•The End.

#Black and White arc

•The beggining of the arc is almost entirely the same: team RWBY are following an excited Weiss down the streets of Vale when they happen upon a crime scene. The two detectives investigating wonder aloud if the Dust robbery was by the White Fang, which prompts Weiss to call them "an awful bunch of degenerates!". This prompts Blake to shoot back at her, which Weiss is confused by because she can't fathom why anyone would defend them. Small change, when Weiss accuses the WF of wanting to Genocide Humanity, Blake directly tells her they don't.

•Ruby then changes the subject and suggests that "that crook I tried to bust before I got into Beacon" (Roman Torchwick) is most likely behind the robbery since it matches his last crime perfectly. "That still doesn't change the fact that the White Fang are a bunch of scum. (to Blake's growing anger) Faunus like them give good ones like Velvet a bad name. In fact, they push Faunus rights back decades!" Yang then tries to interject but-

•MY SUNSHINNNNE- ahem, the gang overhears a group of sailors chasing after a stowaway monkey Faunus. The Detectives then give chase, which causes the stray to sprint away at full speed. As he passes team RWBY, he looks Blake in the eyes and winks at her mischiveously, which causes Blake to blush.

•"Quick! He's our only lead on the robbery, we have to catch him!" Weiss states as she practically drags her team with her as she chases the stray. When they turn the corner, she realizes that he's completely out of sight. "No, he got away!" "Uhh... Weiss?" (Yang points strangely at the girl underneath her teammate)

•Penny time! Again, her introduction is pretty much one to one with vanilla rwby.

•And then argument time. Again, basically the same, but Weiss says she is Blake's friend instead of just her teammate.

•This is not a change, but during the transition between the street and Vale the implication is that Weiss and Blake had been arguing all day.

•" I don't understand why this is causing such a problem!" "That is the problem!" "You realize you are defending an organization that hates Humanity, don't you? The Faunus of the White Fang are pure evil!" "There's no such thing as pure evil! Why do you think they hate Humanity so much? It's because of people like Cardin, people like you, that force the White Fang to take such drastic measures!" "People like me?" "You're discriminatory!"

•"I'm a victim!" (Silence as the two girls stare at each other. Ruby and Yang both stand in the middle, unsure of what to do.) "You want to know why I despise the White Fang? Why I don't particularly trust some Faunus? It's because they've been at war with my family for years. War, as in actual bloodshed. My grandfather's company has had a target painted across its back for as long as I can remember. And ever since I was a child, I've watched family friends disappear; board members executed; an entire train car full of Dust, stolen. And every day, my father would come home, furious. And that made for a very difficult childhood." Ruby then interjects "Weiss, she di-"

•"No!" Weiss thenturns away and walks back over to Blake "You want to know why I despise the White Fang? It's because they're a bunch of liars, thieves, and murderers!" "Well maybe we were just tired of being pushed around!" Blake backhand slaps Weiss hard enough to knock her onto the floor. Silence drops down on the scene again. Ruby and Yang both stare at Blake with heartbroken faces. "I... I..." Blake dashes out the door.

•Blake runs until she's at the statue Beacon's courtyard. She then unties her bow, revealing her cat ears.

•"I knew you would look better without the bow." Blake then looks up an sees Sun hanging off the statue.

•The next day, RWY are in Beacon's courtyard looking for signs of Blake. "Blake's a Fang assassin, what we should be doing is alert headmaster Ozpin." "Weiss, come on. She's one of our friends." "Is she? We all heard what she said!" "Weiss." Ruby sternly looks at her. Yang then starts up again "Maybe she is, maybe she isn't. Either way, she's missing, and we need to find her!" Weiss then mutters underneath her breath, "An assassin set to kill me, right underneath our noses..." Ruby then talks to herself, praying to the God of Light that Blake is ok.

•The scene then changes to Blake and Sun sitting outside a teashop, Blake asking Sun if he wanted to know more about her and Sun nods.

•"Sun... Are you familiar with the White Fang?" "Of course! I don't think there's a Faunus on the planet who hasn't heard of them. Stupid, holier-than-thou creeps that use force to get whatever they want. Bunch of freaks, if you ask me!" "I'm the daughter of the White Fang's founder, Ghira Bête."

•Sun then spits out his tea. "Wait a minute, you're Blake Bête?!"

•"That's right. The so called princess of the White Fang is me. Once upon a time, I used to live life like a princess too... Back then, things were different. In the ashes of war, the White Fang was meant to be a symbol of peace and unity between Humans and the Faunus. Of course, despite being promised equality, the Faunus were subjected to discrimination and hate. Humanity still thought of us as lesser beings. And so, the White Fang rose up as a voice of our people. And I was there. I was at the front of every rally. I took part in every boycott. I actually thought we were making a difference. But I was just a youthful optimist. Then, five years ago, my father was assassinated. Right at one of his rallies. I had the front row seat. That... broke us. Our new leader, my foster mother Sienna Khan, didn't want peace or unity. She wanted respect, and she wanted revenge. I wanted revenge too, at the time. She helped me find the men that murdered my father, and I ended them. I thought that with the heads of Natural Order finally gone, the Fang would go back to normal. I was wrong. So, I left. I decided I no longer wanted to use my skills to aid in their violence, and instead, I would dedicate my life to becoming a Huntress. So here I am: a fugitive hiding in plain view, all with the help of a little black bow."

•Sun then asks if Blake has told any of this to her friends, and she lowers her head.

•cut back to Ruby, Weiss, and Yang serching the streets for Blake. Dialouge is completely unchanged. The girls then run into Penny again. Again, dialouge is the same but "teammate" is replaced with "friend".

•cut back to Blake and Sun. Blake affirms that the White Fang most likely are not behind the Dust robberies. Sun then uses his junior detective skills to deduce that the the only way to prove that the Fang are innocent is to go where they might be and not find them their. He then drops that a Schnee Dust shipment is coming at the docks, so Blake decides they should do a stake-out.

•Yang comes out of a shop with Weiss, waving to the person inside, "Thanks anyways! This is hopeless." She then looks at Weiss, who is looking around nonchalantly, "And you're the reason she left and you don't even care! What's wrong with you!" "Me?" "Yes, you! First you picked a fight with my little sister, and now you pushed Blake away! And just when I thought you were becoming nicer!!" Yang then marches off in a huff, leaving Weiss to alone to think.

•Ruby and Penny then have their little convo about Blake.

•Blake is hiding on a roof top when Sun suddenly jumps up. He then presents her some stolen food, since she has been up there for hours. "Do you always break the law without giving a second thought?" "Hey, weren't you a terrorist of something?" (Blake angry face) "Ok, too soon!"

•Just then, a bullhead airship lands and White Fang members walk out. Blake is saddened. Then-

•"Hey! What's the holdup!? We're not exactly the most inconspicuous bunch of thieves at the moment, so why don't you grimmspawn try to pick up the pace?" Roman Torchwick then walks out the Bullhead, hurling slurs at Fang soldiers while they grin and bear it.

•Blake can't stand the sight of it.

•"Hey, what are you-" before Sun can finish, Blake jumps down from the rooftop, rolls, and apprehends Torchwick as fast as possible. She then demands to know why the Fang are aiding a racist scum bag like Torchwick, and he enlightens her that "we're on a joint buisness venture!" Torchwick then blasts the ground under his feet, dazing Blake.

•BLAKE AND SUN VS ROMAN TORCHWICK

•GUN-CHUCKS!!!

•Ruby then finnaly arrives on the scene, knocking out a few White Fang soldiers before being blasted by Torchwick.

•P.E.N.N.Y. IS COMBAT READY!!!!!!!!!!

•Roman is eventually forced to flee. Yang and Weiss finnaly come, along with the local police.

•"Look Weiss, it's not what you think, she explained the whole thing. See, she doesn't actually have a bow, she has kitty ears and they're actually kind of cute..." Weiss ignores her and squares off with Blake. She calmly looks her down, "Weiss, I want you to know that I'm sorry for hurting you. Back when I was with the-" "Stop! Do you have any idea of how long we've been searching for you? Twelve hours. That means I've had twelve hours to think about this. And in that twelve hours, I've decided... I don't care."

•"You don't care?"

•"You're not one of them anymore, right?"

•"No, I-I haven't been in a while but Weiss my-"

•"Ah-bahp-bahp-bahp! I don't want to hear it. All I want to know is that the next time something this big comes up... you'll come to your teammates. And not some... Someone else."

•Blake wipes tears from her eyes as she says "Of course." "Yeah! Team RWBY is back together!" Ruby cheers! Weiss then points a finger at Sun "I'm still not quite sure about how I feel about you!" Sun the looks back to Blake, "Your teammate is Weiss Schnee!!!" and he collapses.

•"He-Hey, wait a minute... Where's Penny?y, wait a minute... Where's Penny?" The camera then pans to black car with Penny in the back. She is being repremanded compromising herself, to which she apolgizes. The figure then places a comforting, white gloved hand Penny's shoulder.

•Cut to Ozpin, who is in his control room (the same room he was in during the Jaundice arc) watching the fight on one of his security cameras. He then gets a notification on his scroll from Qrow and pulls it out. The message is entirely emojis (something like 🐈‍⬛🟰👸🏻), but Ozpin understands that it means Blake Belladonna was Blake Bête the whole time. Ozpin shifts his glasses in response.

•After credits scene: Roman's bullhead flies over a grimm infested forest and lands in an abandoned building in mountain Glenn. As he gets off the ship, he is greeted by slow clapping from a mysterious woman standing behind a corner. "Bravo, Roman. Your little fiasco has angered my friend, Corsac Albain. We expected... more, from you." "Hey! You were the ones who suggested working with those stupid mutts!"

•The woman in red then lights a fire in her hands, revealing herself as Cinder Fall. Behind her are Mercury and Emerald... and a very large Beowolf nuzzling itself against Cinder.

•"And you will continue to do so. We have big plans for you, Roman. All we ask is... a little cooperation." The Beowolf nuzzling Cinder then begins to howl as the scene fades to black. Ending the season.

[kelandrin]

Atlas

[Tiefling Tav Fighter]

He/him | cis man | bisexual

Character Analysis [Spoilers]:

Atlas was born and raised on a small farm on the edge of Rivington by a mostly single mother. Idda was a human warlock who had spent her youth as an adventurer for hire. Her price was magic artifacts which her patron, a succubus named Lexe, collected to resell in the hells. Idda’s youth and vigor led her to partake in several less than professional encounters with Lexe. Atlas was born and Idda negotiated her way into a less demanding contract so she could have time to raise him.

Atlas spent his early years jumping fences, chasing chickens, and climbing trees. His mother’s stories of her old adventures ignited a passion in the lad and he wanted to grow up and be like her one day.

He learned to fight as a teenager then set about being inducted into the Companions of the Noble Heart, a paladin order which serves the church of Ilmater. While Atlas isn’t particularly zealous, he does firmly believe in his oath and tenants.

He has an affable personality, kind heart, and sharp sense of humor. In act one, he was more dedicated to helping others rather than himself. His morals aligned with Wyll’s making it easy for them to bond early on. More than that, he found Wyll charming. The warlock had a nice smile and a good heart. He was thoughtful in all the right ways. Atlas quickly found himself drawn to the other man.

When Mizora revealed herself and punished Wyll, Atlas accepted him without a second thought. He was unbothered that Wyll couldn’t discuss how he made his contract, as by that point he already trusted Wyll’s character. Atlas believed wholeheartedly that Wyll wouldn’t have become a warlock for personal gain.

At the tiefling party, Atlas was polite enough to stick around and talk to the others first before slipping off to find Wyll. When Wyll admitted his insecurities about his new appearance, Atlas empathized with him. He almost told Wyll there and then about his mother but decided not to. Wyll’s romantic nature left Atlas more than a little flustered by the end of it. Atlas had a couple of whirlwind romances before, usually hot and heavy. He had never been treated with such tenderness before. He went to bed early that night, red in the face.

Act two was particularly hard for Atlas. Learning the fates of the tieflings was traumatic and left him full of guilt. There were several nights when they got back to camp where he would slip off to just cry.

His first priority became helping Halsin heal the realm. Saving Thaniel renewed his spirits and they continued to Moonrise. Atlas knew he needed to kill Ketheric. In fact, if he failed to kill Ketheric then he would consider his oath broken. He convinced Shadowheart to free Dame Aylin and they returned to Moonrise for the final confrontation.

Atlas’s greatest claim to fame was when Ketheric became the avatar of Myrkul and he *almost* singled handedly defeated him before he could swing his scythe (in game he ended up critting every one of his five attacks then finished him with a sentinel opportunity attack, it was actually sick). He fulfilled his oath of vengeance by killing Ketheric.

Finally back in Rivington, Atlas’s confidence couldn’t be higher. He was on his home turf now and a had clear goal in his mind. Only a great personal tragedy could shake his confidence- Oh Priest Lorgan is dead. As a follower of Ilmater raised near Rivington, Atlas knew the priest well. The loss upset him deeply and he took it upon himself to find the culprit.

To be continued…

Fun Facts & Trivia:

Atlas doesn’t typically hate people who haven’t inflicted major suffering against other people but he really hates his mother’s patron.

Atlas is still riding the high of almost killing the Avatar of Myrkul in a single turn (so am I tbh)

Atlas’s first romantic experience was with the daughter of a neighboring farmer. It has been awkward at the farmers market ever since they broke up.

Atlas’s babysitter as a child was a quasit named Toad, who goaded him into causing trouble.

His mother’s name is Idda. Idda’s patron’s name is Lexe.

His surname is Sumeur.

[PLAYLIST]

[FANFICTION]

Home for the Holidays

[prismaticstarshch]

random compilation of some of the many OST songs I like from various video games (or that are associated with video games I like):

Stained, Brutal Calamity (Terraria Calamity)

Roar of the Jungle Dragon (Calamity)

Universal Collapse (Devourer of Gods Nonstop Mix ver.) (Calamity)

Unholy Insurgency (Calamity)

Guardian of the Former Seas (Calamity)

Engineer's Sanctum (Calamity)

Interstellar Isolation (Terraria Mod of Redemption)

Hypernova (Redemption)

Fated Insurrection (Terraria Vanilla Calamity Mod Music)

A Legend's Strife (Midday) (Vanilla Calamity Mod Music)

The Memory of a Cruel World (Vanilla Calamity Mod Music)

Zenith Fabrications (Terraria Infernum Mod)

Their Fabricator (Infernum)

Inferior Fabrications (Infernum & current Exo Mechs placeholder theme in Calamity)

Radiant Ascension (Garamond Research Facility: Remastered & soon to be in Zands! Codename Lemnis)

Algorithmic Initiation V2 (ZCL)

Core Startup (Revamp) (Innovation Inc. Thermal Power Plant)

Heat Affinity (IITPP)

Risky Closure (ZCL)

Desolation V4 (ZCL)

The Price of Failure (ZCL)

See You On (Phighting!)

The Flipside (Phighting!)

Grain of Pain (Phighting!)

Pandemonium Coda (Phighting!)

Solar Eclipse (Phighting!)

The Most Wanted (Phighting! - Scythe reveal trailer)

Prosper with Science (IITPP)

Heat Affinity Encore (IITPP)

Crystallized Intelligence Encore (IITPP)

Enter the Flames Encore (IITPP)

Safeguard Failure (Remastered) (IITPP)

Shutdown Failure (IITPP)

4000 Degrees Kelvin (IITPP remix ver.)

Watch the World Burn (IITPP)

Ultramassive (IITPP)

Our Malignancy (IITPP)

Fleeing Darkness (IITPP)

Reminiscence (IITPP)

Terminus (IITPP)

Full Core Startup (IITPP; not featured in-game)

Inauguration (GRF:R)

Rise of the Downfall (GRF:R)

Fission Fallout (GRF:R & soon to be in ZCL)

Bronze Grasslands theme/Ravenna wilderness theme (World of Magic/Arcane Odyssey)

The Call of Adventure (AO - Early Access trailer theme & Nimbus Sea Update pt. 1 title screen song)

GBM Selection 3 (GRF:R; was formerly going to be implemented in ZCL at some point as well but that got scrapped)

Menu Song (ZCL)

Catastrophic Overture (ZCL)

Unknown Innovation Blacksite startup song (Innovation Blacksite)

Secondhand Knowledge (Innovation Blacksite)

Unknown Innovation Blacksite meltdown phase 2 song (Innovation Blacksite)

yeah, I like a lot of songs (this is only some of the video game songs I like)

[a-koschyei]

stab ♔. from the hoard : 𝔣𝔦𝔞𝔡𝔥𝔞í𝔠𝔥 (@scythed) , accepting

summer pervades the alder wood with a sulfurous heat, stirring the colors to turn too early to dullness, and the detritus to molder too quickly for consumption. yet the demon at the center of this insolence is frozen; in time, in appearance, and in his core. he knows he is not welcome. the sound of wood snapping, roots weaving and unweaving, at once too near and inexplicably far, speaks to a destination that will always evade him. the path to the heart of this house matters little. what the deathless wizard seeks are the spaces between the trees, amalgamating with a heaviness that bares teeth. he knows what comes next. ( they did warn him, after all. )

like an unwanted weed, the upsweep of a scythe catches koschei by the navel, hooks through the stomach, and pushes his spine up against the nearest oak with a crack of bark and bone. his racked groan tapers to an irritated grunt, incongruous to the agony that persists; a show of a body that had been hacked, charred, and beaten too many times to be intolerable to pain. it's his sputtering magic that betrays the true damage, disintegrating a winter sun's virility, a pretense they unpeel like apple-skin to reveal the browning leperose and desiccation beneath.

❛❛ no prelude, then? straight to the main act? ❜❜ the retort grinds out though a taunting exposure of bloodied teeth. finger bones wrap firmly around the neck of the scythe with a meager resistance, knowing there was no need to stop here. if he wanted to, fiadhaích could have made a splitgill out of him against this tree. they still could, if he wasn't careful. ( but where would be the fun in that? ) ❛❛ i'm not surprised. you take your close encounters like any woodland beast, don't you, wyrdrin? ❜❜ here, his glamor stitches itself back together around the invasive object, until he is made golden again and only his gauzy blue eyes linger. they leer at the sinister face of the forest with a wolf's hunch, a silence that lifts the sound of blood dripping thick as saliva. ❛❛ well, you made your point, lout. now will you let me make mine ? ❜❜

[lilith-devi-nyx-elsword-theorist]

So, weird somewhat out of reach tiny grain of salt theory.

What if Lilith "was" the new character who was then ordered to follow the El Search Party. I mean unless she was, but what if.

This theory would make zero sense and is not a fought boss battle, but I do remember few people wanting a villain or boss character being playable since Raven "was" one, but that was under the influence and controlled by King Nasod.

Which yes, that would be a big problem of her being playable. And it would be strange for Friedrich to allow it. Though would be nice, as we'd have Eve and Lilith because it sounds kind of enjoyable to me.

Though best to wait and see what Kr. gives.

the list of ideas are

a Scythe user.

A Dark Elf.

A Dragon

Yuria. Although a rather odd choice as she's not with the El Search Party.

Not enough observations for me to really get a good grasp.

WAIT UNLESS THE NEW CHARACTER IS ON TOP OF THE LAND OF STEEL?!

Someone said there was a thing in the Abyss, that "looked" like an egg and no one mentioned it.

Though if they start that early ofc they'd have to have a own dungeon region, imo. And not related to doing Elrianode region that might be a given.

If any news or teasers are revealed or subtle, leave them in a comment or share. Fellow Elsword Theorists, consume the theory juice. We're going somewhere.

Though I kind of personally want a jiangshi character, but that might be because I played an unhealthy amount of Darkstalkers/Vampire Savior, even though Morrigan and Lilith are my favorite characters followed by Hsien-Ko

[talesfromsiteredacted]

Random Things Rabbit Has Said in Her Sleep

Hi everybody! Iris here. Since Rabbit revealed what some other staffers and fellow anomalies have said in their sleep, it's only fair Rabbit gets her own list. Some of these I've heard firsthand, others from 049, 076-2, and even a few from Dr. Clef. No context, just randomness. All kidding aside, love you Sis. Enjoy.

"That's a big gun. But... can you even lift it?"

"Plasma cutter for the win!"

"Yeah... I'm not wearing that."

"Mon cher, you give the best gifts. How did you know I needed a new teaset?"

"I'm only 5'3", so... yes. A shrimp did indeed fry that rice, Abel. Now eat your dinner before 682 does."

"The tassels are overkill, Doctor Clef."

"You want it how rare?" A pause. "Cain... that's not a burger then, it's just removing and grinding up a literal hunk of cow. Your barbecue, I guess."

"No... I'm not into ice skating, Viktor. I like the idea, but not my tendency to sprain ankles. You should ask Iris, though. It'd be a cute date."

"Doctor Bright, one more comment like that and I'll be forced to find a way to practice cryomancy, just to freeze your jaws shut. Besides, you and Doctor Rights have no leg to stand on. We know about the broom closet by her office. Now, leave me and 049 alone. We're happy, that's what matters."

"Butter... beer? That a drink or half a grocery list?"

"More weight." Dramatic pause. "Perfect. Come get me in an hour or so."

"Five more minutes. You're so comfortable."

"Abel? Nice cloak, but what's up with the scythe?" A brief pause. "The Bony Guy asked you to pinch hit for him while he did the Hogfather's job? Are you at least getting paid?" Another pause. "By the soul, huh? Nice."

"Doctor... I don't think Doctor Bright looks so hot." A minute goes by. "You sure stupidity isn't the Pestilence? No? We're stuck with him, then. Lovely."

"WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME WE HAD A POTATO CANNON BUDGET?"

"Where's that damn hand cannon? I got Necromorph Soup to make. You're vegan, Mr. Clarke? Kinda tempted to go vegan after this myself. Is there really a way to turn tofu into good eats?"

"Wear the red tie, Doctor Clef. 173 likes red."

"Why yes... that is a copy of Grey's Anatomy in my bag, and I am happy to see you Doctor."

"Noo... don't leave. You're so warm and soft. Just ten more minutes?" A pause. "Mmm. This is perfect. Thank you, mon amor."

"No more work. Time to snuggle."

"Why do I smell popcorn?"

"FLYING CITRUS INBOUND! DUCK, ABEL!"

"Excuse me, but who taught you to drive, Bright?" A pause. "Really? That explains a lot. Uh, maybe Dr. Gears should drive? He has a genuine license after all."

"Butter rum? Does rum need butter?"

"I know what *I'd* do with a drunken sailor. Keelhaul him in with 682, keelhaul him in with 682, keelhaul him in with 682, early in the morning."

"We're family! Why are you shooting arrows at me?"

"If it moves and it shouldn't, duct tape. If it doesn't move and you need it to, bolt buster. If it's Doctor Bright, crowbar."

"YOU USED MY YARN SCISSORS FOR WHAT, ABEL?"

"Look, you wet behind the ears arrogant little shit of a hydromancer, I AM NOT INTERESTED IN YOU EXCEPT AS TARGET PRACTICE! Back off, or you're gonna wish my big brother was the one fighting you."

"More wool." A pause. "Nope, more. More. Wool. Felt shrinks, yo."

"No."

"Map? I thought you said nap." Another pause. "Damn right it's a good idea. Now, c'mere and snuggle, darling."

"I'm the luckiest woman in history."

[silyabeeodess]

FusionFall Headcanons: Joke-o-Lanterns

Given the strong similarities in their behavior and appearance, it’s extremely likely that these fusion monsters based themselves on Jack O’Lantern. They’re described as “fatal pranksters” and have a humanoid form with a pumpkin head.  While this could be pinned on a coincidence, if we take the GAOBAM game into account, in it, Jack’s body is shown to be made-up/covered in vines just like theirs are--making the similarities even more distinct.  The reason for their pumpkin heads being so much more distorted than Jack’s is due to the effect of fusion matter: It’s not a healthy pumpkin immortalized through supernatural means, but a pumpkin trapped in a semi-permanent state of rot.

The similarities to Jack haven’t gone unnoticed by the people of Endsville.  He was already a local legend and his attack on the city when he took Grim’s scythe--filled with pumpkin monsters of every shape and size--hasn’t been forgotten. Because of this, there have been several rumors swirling around about him, ranging from him simply returning to him either working with Fuse or trying to preform another takeover himself. In reality, Jack’s overall satisfied where he is. He doesn’t care at all for the rumors, but won’t bother to do anything to stop them either, partly out of the knowledge that he can’t and partly out of a small satisfaction that he’s become so famous as a prankster that just the idea of him is messing with people. The rumors would have to affect him more directly for him to get involved. 

Physically, these monsters are some of the weakest due to their plant-based bodies, but they are nearly every bit as tricky as Jack himself. Rather than come up with the typical pranks, they instead often set traps or use foul tactics in combat. One trick of theirs is to fight using an acidic sap: While a concoction mostly made of fusion matter, it’s much stickier, increasing the likelihood of burns and infection. In-game fighting animations reveal that they will also summon and throw smaller pumpkins at their enemies, indicating some fusion-chlorokinetic ability. If they have to fight at close-range, they often do so using their massive claws.

Their heads are their weakest area, being much softer than the hardened vines surrounding the rest of their bodies. As such, the best way to deal with them is through a classic pumpkin smash.  (Chances are, you will very much want a bath after this though, since you’ll likely walk out of that fight covered in bits of both fusion and pumpkin matter and smelling like wet compost.)

Two other variants of this monster exist: The Jock-o-Lanterns and Jerk-o-Lanterns. The former are described to have a “natural athleticism,” but show a lower intelligence, while the latter are noted to be scarier and more aggressive than their counterparts. The Jerk-o-Lanterns are such a problem in Endsville that in “Bad Nukes,” Dexter has us deal with them before sending us to our main goal for the mission, the Nuclear Plant.  

How many of them appear in an area greatly depends on what’s available to fusion spawns at the time.  Pumpkins are sensitive to the cold and take a long time to grow, so you won’t see as many of the Joke-O-Lanterns in the early parts of the year.  Meanwhile, after the Halloween season, there are many leftover pumpkins that typically get thrown out, so spawns wouldn’t even need to sneak into fields or neighborhoods to steal them.  Because of this risk, as well as the food dilemma since fusion matter began infecting the soil, various groups have increasingly encouraged citizens to avoid waste.  Any pumpkins used for composting are thoroughly broken up and they’ve become a slightly heavier part of some diets. As such, fusion fighters shouldn’t be surprised if a wave of dishes like pumpkin soup, roasted pumpkin seeds, and various pumpkin desserts end up on the late-season menu for a while. During Halloween itself, some people would switch to ceramic or foam jack-o-lanterns to also avoid the risk of a fusion spawn stealing it and turning into a Joke-o-Lantern right on their doorstep.