#i'm SO fucking excited about marigolds you wouldn't even believe

[secrettreestuffidk]

tbt to that one time i tried to dislocate my hip changing a bed sheet, iced it for 10 minutes, called it good and then helped move furniture for the next two days before going home and realizing fuck my hip still hurts, but even worse now bc "apparently" when you "have your hip at the exact angle to dislocate and the only reason you didn't is literally only and exclusively because you didn't exert enough pressure to pop it out" and then "do a lot of physical exercise" you might "do considerable damage to several muscles, tendons, and ligaments" and then "need to rest it as much as possible" and "go ahead and get amazon prime for one (1) month so you can order a hip brace and get it ASAP bc there is no store within 50 miles that has a chance of fucking stocking those" for the next "2 and a half weeks"

[ari-shipping-stuff]

Fake Dating AU

Monochrome

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im sorry

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Weiss's first instinct was to scream.

Tears already pricked the edges of her vision. It wasn't even just the worry. She was just so overwhelmed with emotion she didn't know what was happening.

That kiss? Now Blake's gone? Where was she even? Everything was just spinning.

She nearly knocked herself over with another person next to her. She couldn't see. She was crying. She wanted to sink into the floor and let the ground swallow up her existence forever.

Suffocating. So that's what that was.

"Blake!" she screamed.

She screamed at the top of her lungs, yet she was still drowning. Unable to breathe under the raving lights and the wild crowd.

But someone did hear her. And he ran faster.

"Weiss?" Ruby yelled. She pushed her way they the crowd, ignoring all the annoyed glares she was receiving for knocking so many people off balance.

The translucent white hair came into view. Out of desperation, Ruby lightly grabbed a strand, trying not to pull.

"Weiss! Where did she go?" Ruby exclaimed, her voice's pitch heightening.

When she didn't answer, Ruby placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. Her other hand reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone.

"I'll call Yang," she said. "We will find her."

Weiss wanted to cry.

•

Blake realized what happened too late. She couldn't even get onto her feet. She was being dragged along the room, only kept up by the crowd she was knocking over.

But she as she hit the ground, so did reality. She gasped, trying to wrench her arm out of Adam's grip. But it was futile. In no time, they were already outside. In an alley. Shadowy. No one would notice them there.

Blake saw him in the corner of her eye, but she turned away, still comprehending what happened.

She just wrapped her arms around herself, staring at the brick wall, refusing to stand.

And neither Adam nor Blake wanted to speak first.

She heard him sigh behind her. She saw this a thousand times already. He would be running his hand in his hair, his dark brown eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly.

"Blake—"

"Don't."

"Blake—"

"This is kidnapping."

"Then why aren't you getting up?"

"Because I know you'll stop me." Blake's voice quivered near the end of her statement. But she went on.

"I'll get up. Then you make a show of blocking me from the door with maybe some growling and yelling while you try to make me feel worthless. Like every time before."

"I just want to make you happy."

"You do, huh? Then go away."

She could hear a resounding clang. He probably kicked the dumpster.

A growl escaped his throat.

"You—!" he stopped himself, the growl fading. Then it was a laugh. Breathless. Bitter.

"That's why I like you, Blake." he sighed and sat on the dumpster. "You're quiet. But you're smart. You fight. You always fight."

"I fight, or we fight?" Blake scoffed.

"We both fight!" he said. "We're warriors at heart, Blake. That's why we make such a great team. That's why I fell in love with you."

"You don't know what love is, Adam."

"You don't know what I feel!" he yelled, jumping off the dumpster. "You don't know how empty it was without you, Blake. You don't know just how much you destroyed me when you broke up with me."

Blake seethed. "That was not love, Adam!"

There was another one. Another one of those bitter laughs. A chill ran down Blake's spine.

"So you love that Schnee girl then?"

She stiffened.

"I know who she is, Blake." he said. "Don't think I haven't checked up on you."

His footsteps were slow, calculated; timed just to make her squirm. And it was working. She hated it. She hated how familiar this was.

"Do you love her, Blake? What has she ever done for you? It's been months since you rejected me. And here I am. Still here for you. What could she have done that was oh-so great to get your attention?"

Then his breath was on her neck, his venomous whispers filling her ears.

"Speechless, I see." he sighed. "When will you realize that I'm only doing this for you? That I'm the only person you can rely on?"

The thought of Weiss looking for her filled her mind. Then every moment before then. The start of their plan. The growing feelings. When they messed with Henry Marigold. The white of her hair. Her melodic voice. Her headstrong attitude. Her regal aura. The softness of her kiss. And the dandelions in her dream. And it hit her—

Blake could stop this. And only she could do this. Adam wouldn't listen to Weiss. Or Ruby and Yang.

Blake turned sharply, taking Adam by surprise when she landed a punch in his nose.

He fell back, a hand on his face. Blood seeped between his fingers.

Blake sucked in a breath, shaking as she stood. Then she let it go.

"This isn't happening again, Adam." she forced through gritted teeth. "Yes. We're both fighters. But that's precisely why we don't work. Even if I still did like you, we would have a cycle that would never stop. Fight. Make up. Repeat. And it hurts me."

Adam frowned. "But.. I can—"

"You can't."

He seemed to deflate. And part of Blake wanted it to keep deflating.

"Weiss made me feel like a person, Adam." she did. "She treated me like an equal and didn't ask anything of me. You needed me there for you to remind you of how great you are when it wasn't true. We will never work, Adam. Never.

"I know I love her. And I will respect what she wants. Respect her as a person. And I don't expect anything from her other than for her to be herself. We.. We weren't like that."

"I love you, Blake." he tried again.

Blake groaned.

"If you really fucking loved me, you'd let me be happy for once!"

That seemed to hit his thick skull. Blake huffed, watching him closely.

Boom—!

"Blake!" Weiss gasped.

"Weiss?" Blake's eyes widened.

Weiss ran towards her, tightly wrapping her arms around the taller girl.

Blake gasped quietly. But she smiled, leaning her chin on top of Weiss's head, since her arms were being encased.

"I'm alright."

"You better be." Weiss huffed.

Yang closed the door behind her, eyeing Adam suspiciously. He was still the same, on the floor, staring into space. But his gaze almost made it seem like he was focusing on Weiss.

"I'm guessing he's Adam?" Yang crossed her arms.

"Yep." said Blake.

"What's with his nose?" Ruby winced.

Blake feebly waved her hand, but the blood on her fingers were almost invisible in the shadows of the alley.

Yang nudged Adam in the leg.

"Hey, bub? You in some vegetable state or something?" she raised an eyebrow.

Adam didn't move for a while, but his shoulders slumped. He stood, looking dazed, and began to walk out of the alley.

"Hey!" Yang exclaimed. "Where do—?"

"Yang." Blake cut in sharply. "It's fine."

Weiss let herself off of Blake, hugging her arm to allow her some semblance of movement.

"Where's he going?" she whispered.

Blake caught his gaze as he rounded the corner and left. It was unlike him. So much that she almost couldn't believe it.

She interlaced her fingers with Weiss's.

"Away."

•

After they were sure nothing else would happen, Yang and Ruby went home. Weiss never let go of Blake. So she brought them to the park, just so they wouldn't have to say goodbye yet.

"What did he do?"

Blake shrugged. "Yell a lot. And he dragged me towards that exit. But that's about it. I'll get a few bruises or something, but I'm okay."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Weiss." Blake smiled amusedly. "I've had to tell you, like a thousand times already."

"Well, sorry, if I'm concerned for your well-being." Weiss huffed, crossing her free arm over her chest.

Blake's smile only widened.

"And how'd you find me?" she asked.

"We just kicked down every door we could find, honestly." Weiss shrugged.

"I was so.. Scared." she added softly.

Blake turned. Weiss was looking away. "About what?"

She shrugged again.

"..I dunno. Anything. You might've gotten hurt. Or.. Or kidnapped. Or something even worse, and I just didn't know what to do.."

Blake squeezed her hand gently. Weiss squeezed back.

"It was.." Weiss sniffled. "Overwhelming, I suppose."

"Weiss."

Weiss turned, her eyes red and her lip trembling. Blake placed a hand on her shoulder. She hesitated, then trailed her fingers upwards until she was caressing her cheek.

"I'm here now, okay?" she whispered.

Weiss nodded.

"He won't bother us anymore."

She nodded again.

"And I'm not going anywhere."

Weiss didn't notice the tear falling from her eye until Blake wiped it away. They were frozen in time. It was just them. No one to bother them. In the quiet of that night, or any day after.

"Weiss?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I kiss you again?"

Red exploded across their faces. They both could see it. And they just giggled like excited little school girls.

Weiss glanced around, wanting just another confirmation.

"There's no one here."

"Yeah, I know."

Weiss grinned. "Then go ahead."

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i can't thank y'all enough for actually enjoying my writing and wanting more i—

i literally have no other words, except thank you but repeat it a million times—

@maburito @majdart @dragonswordmaster @seeing-circles @wassup32

and everyone who liked or reblogged any of the parts at some point

look at me, being excessive.. am i being excessive?

all of you ^^ i appreciate your existence

— ari

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part one | part two | part three | part four