#im not great. but my first instinct isn't to run away from the people trying to kill me and to actually do something about them

[wekillitwithfire]

becoming a routine that every night i disappear off the face of the earth for three to five hours as i get completely engrossed playing red dead redemption 2

[shyrose57]

2: Upon first glance, no. Though they do tend to avoid the subjects of parents or siblings, and also try their best to avoid conversations that lead into sharing their past. Their also not so pushing about knowing the brothers past relationships and their childhood. Ranya and Seth are the brothers parents! Ranya is their mom who is 20% enderman, and Seth is their dad who's fully human.

3: But is there any proof of it being bad for you? That's exactly what it is, its just Team Rocket but switched if that makes sense. Raq's trying so hard to capture Ran and now Ranbob, he's planning so many plans and coming up with so many unique ways to capture them. But the groups dumb shenanigans and the fact most of them just kinda flop around half the time SOMEHOW manage to foil every plan he has and its pissing him off. But now I also have a angst idea that features Raq getting his hands on a potion of blinding and using it. 

4: He was screaming because he was trying to escape the others and resorted to trying to make himself seem big and stronger than them, like a animal sometimes does to escape a predator. And also he was screaming because Cletus grabbed his arm and was trying to keep him from moving, and Ranbob's brain sadly registered the touch as painful. 

6: Benjamin does actually just carry around blankets, mostly just in case someone gets cold or someone gets wet and need to be dried off. But he also does carry a special blanket only for Ranbob, its a very fluffy blanket, is a bit heavy (which helps ground and reassure Ranbob), and is big enough to cover the top half of his body. But they don't carry around tea or anything for Ranbob to drink when he gets sad, mostly cause the times they tried to do that either it got spilt or Isaac drank it. 

10: I have developed the town a bit further. The town has a population of only 300 (may change though, but no matter what it's going to be a small town), and is situated in the Crater, where homes and business are built into the side of the Crater, with overlapping bridges, stairs, overhangings littering all around the Crater (if anyone is having problems imagining it tell me, I have some pictures I found that fit what I'm trying to describe pretty well). Wilburs decendent shall be called Lucia, and some residents of the town are Siren-the towns only blacksmith and armourer, also one of the most knowledgeable people in the town due to their great fascination with history, Adler-one of the only remaining Clerics that actually make all possible potions and even new ones at times, and almost freely gives them out, Atlas-the towns trouble maker, and the one who goes adventuring, but he also has a great interest in astrology, and can read the stars to figure out locations of things or upcoming events, Josh-He's just Josh, no one's quite sure what he does, Atlas suspects he has a secret mob grinder since he has so many mob parts and seems to have whatever someone needs, and Lucia insists that he's the one that does the communication and trading with big cities but no one believes him (spoiler, he's the redstone expert but since redstone isn't used a lot in the town he hasn't actually told anyone), Asidi-town guard, mostly just checks on the residents, though is also greatly defensive of his home, and Mripat-the towns mayor/leader, though she mostly lets people do what they want to do, its only when people want to build new things or have suggestions, or break a law does she actually act like a mayor/leader. The town itself doesn't have a set name yet but im thinking maybe Kelalen Kepungkur (Forgotten Past), but just Kelalen for short. And its mostly forgotten by other kingdoms and towns, because it doesn't belong to any certain kingdom, and due to them being forgotten, their incredibly nice and tight knit, but also suspicious of new comers. Infact Ran and Ranbobs groups where going to be chased out of the towns property until Lucia stepped in, saying how he recognizes the black and white skin. 

11: It is! He figured, hey the memory book seemed to help Ranboo, who says it won't help him? Though it only slightly helped him at first. Eventually he'll get hugs without pain, I promise you.

12: IN MY DEFENSE, you never told me not too.

13: Ok so this is the additional fluff, this is not canon to the story at all, as it just simply seems to out there to actually fit in the story. But anyway, I was thinking that upon returning to Mizu, Ranbob finds a hidden room. And in one of the rooms there's a sort of ghost box type thing, where people can hear and even see nearby ghosts (that is what immediately got it out of the story). So Ranbob manages to get the box to work, and when it finally starts up, the ghosts of his family is actually behind him cause they've been following him the whole time. At first Ranbob is horrified and quickly backs away from them, borderline breaking down crying at seeing them again, cause he's gotten overwhelmed with grief. At first the ghosts don't follow him, but suddenly Memi runs out after him, and Ranbob has to fight the instinct to protect himself, and instead leaves himself vulnerable to whatever they want to do to him (which he imagines is degradation and even hitting). But instead Memi just hugs him tightly and cries into him, saying how she missed Big Brother so much. And Ranbob can feel this, and this wasn't what he was expecting, so he's left shocked and frozen. Until Lias also approaches and hugs him too, saying how he's so sorry and how he missed him too. Then Seth and Ranya both join in on the hug, saying how their so sorry Ranbob had to suffer alone and how they failed him because they didn't protect them. Meanwhile Ranbob is shocked, but he soon gets over it and hugs them back just as tightly. Repeatedly saying how he's sorry and he didn't mean too, all while his family comforts him. In the end, they manage to convince Ranbob they have no harsh feelings towards him, comfort him, talk to him about what to do with Ran not trusting him, say how their so proud of Ranbob for growing so strong and breaking Dreams hold on him, and listen to Ranbob share stories of his haunting. 

2: First glance, huh? How about further glances? Also, how did Ran get so much Enderman blood in him if he had a human father and a mother with only 20% in her?

3: Yeah, actually, I think they have medical studies on it? Something about blood loss, or infection, maybe? Idk the specifics, anon.

Okay, so I’m not sure I read this right. The group’s shenanigans accidentally defeat his plans? Is that right? Or do his plans just flop on their own? Also, oof. Can’t wait to see how bad that goes. Which poor Ender boy is subjected to blindness?

4: Hahaha, ouch, ouch, ouch. So, like Endermen screaming? Also, he registers touch as painful? That’s...not good. Is that something that happens often, or just during his relapses?

6: Benjamin just carries around blankets. He’s a fluffy blanket dealer. You come to him looking even slightly in need of a hug, and he burritos you in blankets. Payment is self-care. 

Also, Isaac drinks it? Is he like a tea gremlin? Locates tea and drinks it no matter what?

10: Sounds like a lively little place! And quite frankly, I already love Lucia. For what reason do the townsfolk have towards being suspicious and chasing people off though? Have they had trouble before? Also, Lucia recognizes Ranbob as Ranboo’s descendant? Or just that he looks similar? How does everyone react to the sudden hostility, and then being allowed in?

12: EVERYONE KNOWS YOU DON’T ADMIT TO A CRIME, ANON, GOODNESS! Also, fair. Mean, cruel, and sadistic, but ultimately fair. I did not say not to. That is true.

(Still mean, how dare-)

13: Anon, how dare you call this fluff, just. This is so bittersweet, I’m literally crying. I can’t believe you’ve done this. 

[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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