#jaune is no longer dense

[reashot]

Sorry I haven't posted in a while I been busy. And yes part 3 is coming don't worry.

But anyway here is an excerpt from a fluff fic I'm currently writing on to sate my followers both old and new. This the part where Jaune finally realize his feelings for Ruby and then forces himself on her... Just read it explain the entire thing.

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'Wow, so they do sell a smoothie so large people can't possibly finish it.' Jaune thought seeing Ruby gulping the strawberry flavored drink. And upon seeing the way she drinks it. Jaune can't help but to compare her to a hamster with how her cheeks puffed out every time she takes a drink from the straw, this caused a smile to appear on his face. 

Ruby, confused by seeing Jaune smiling. Ask him a question. "Jaune, what's so funny? 

Jaune simply answered "It's you Ruby. The way you drink is so cute." 

Ruby quickly removes her mouth from the straw and blushes after hearing that Jaune called her cute. "Jaune! You say you won't tease me anymore?" 

"I'm not teasing you Ruby. I'm telling the truth. You are incredibly cute." Jaune said without a hint of deception. 

Ruby's face turns brighter and brighter as more blood starts to pump into her face. She then remembered something about a bet she made. "Ah hah! I'm on to you mister. You are just saying I'm cute to distract me from finishing my drink so you don't have to give me the reward. I can see right through you buster!" 

"I said I wasn't kidding Ruby. In fact I think you are actually quite… " Jaune then sees Ruby in a different light. In the literal sense. He sees a ray of sunset lights shine on Ruby. Her features that Jaune sees on the regular basis are now highlighted. Her beautiful silver eyes, her adorable nose, her blushing cheek, her kissable lips… Jaune then shook his head after thinking that. 'Dang it Jaune you stupid horn dog! Get a grip, she's Ruby, she's your friend for Oum sake. And she doesn't see you like that, but after seeing her entire face Jaune can't stop whatever feeling he keeps feeling for some reason. Is it love? Before he even realized it Ruby had become a woman. He can't help but want to know whether the feeling he felt is true or not. But then he remembered Clover's advice. "Discovering what I like…" He said to himself quietly hoping that Ruby would not be able to hear him. 

"Did you say something, Jaune?" Ruby unfortunately however is still able to hear what Jaune just said.

Of course Jaune never expected for Ruby to hear him. But Jaune, ever the master tactician, used the opportunity to check the water first, before taking the dip as people like to put it. 

Here goes nothing Jaune prepares himself for what he's about to say next… "Ruby, I said you look beautiful…" Jaune then readies himself for the aftershock. 

"Eh... Come again?" To say Ruby was shocked by what she heard was an understatement. 

"I sa- I said. You look beautiful, Ruby." Jaune stuttered as he repeated those words to Ruby. 

"I'm beautiful... What are you saying Jaune?" Ruby does not know how to take this information. 

"I'm saying you look pretty, Ruby! Not only that you are cute, gorgeous, wonderful, awesome… " Jaune continues adding as many positive expletives to Ruby. 

Ruby's face then turns redder and redder as she hears Jaune continues to pile praises on the poor girl. "Stop it! I don't understand Jaune, what are you trying to say?"

Jaune then decides to take that dip… "Ruby I - I - I, li- lik." Say it you coward! "I LOVE YOU RUBY!!!" Jaune finally said the words he wanted to say to Ruby.

"No! You're lying to me! You didn't mean that. You're just messing with me!" Ruby vehemently denies what just happened. 

'How could I Ruby.' He thought to himself. "No! I really meant it, Ruby. I love you!"

This caused Ruby to drop her smoothie in shock. "Why? What on remnant makes you think that!? I'm not anything you used to describe me. I'm not cute, I'm not beautiful. I'm not anything. I'm… nothing." She pulls up her cloak to cover her entire head. "There's nothing I have that you would like. So if it's just a cruel attempt at a joke. Please don't do this to me Jaune…" 

Jaune however scooted closer over to Ruby's side of the ledge. "Ruby, may I touch your face? Please..." He offered. 

Ruby, not understanding Jaune's intent can only respond in silence. "..." 

"I swear to you Ruby. I will not do anything, you don't want me to." Jaune tries to assure her. 

"... I know you won't Jaune. You will never do anything to hurt me. It's just I don't understand what you're trying to do here." 

"Then, may I have your permission? I swear I will tell you if you do." Jaune asks her again. With a much softer and kinder voice. "But if you don't want to then it's okay, I'll understand. I don't want you to think that I'm pressuring you or anything like that." 

If she thought she can't respect Jaune any further Ruby has been proven wrong. Surprised by how considerate he is of Ruby, she responds by slowly nodding to him. 

"Then, excuse me…" Jaune's hands slowly reach to Ruby's hood and gently let the hood fall down to reveal her face, her beautiful face Jaune might add. "See, there's nothing to worry about. And may I touch your face Ruby?" Jaune asks for permission again. 

Again she slowly nods, but her face looks like she's entranced by Jaune's action. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkled waiting in anticipation for what came next. Jaune then gently grabs her cheek with both of his hands. 

Now close enough to admire Ruby's features. Jaune then says something to cheer Ruby up. 

"Ruby you are not nothing. I will say this over and over again. You are beautiful, you are cute, you are kind, you are brave and you are wonderful. If you're nothing. Then I'm less than nothing. And you don't think that do you?" 

"No! Of course not. I would never think of you like that." Ruby protested loudly at Jaune. 

Jaune laughed a little. "And that's the reason why I love you, Ruby. You always see the best in people. You believe in me when I don't. Just like that time at Beacon Academy." Jaune recollects the time the two of them spend on Beacon. 

"That's enough. Jaune." Ruby stops Jaune from talking. "Look I get it, it's all just a joke. Ha, ha." Ruby forces herself to smile. "You don't have to force yourself to lie like that. I know you must be forced to do it by someone, but that's okay you don't have to pretend to like me anymore." Jaune can see a streak of tears flowing down from Ruby. 

Despite the smile she showed to Jaune, as dense as a person that he is. Even he can see that she's visibly hurt. He wants to say so many things to Ruby, but he's afraid that words are no longer enough. And so just like Ruby, he decides to go for the nuclear option. He decides to kiss her… 

"Ruby… Forgive me, for what I'm about to do."

Ruby, confused with what he just said, is stunned to see Jaune moving in close to her lips, Ruby too intoxicated with whatever emotion she's feeling right now. Does not resist Jaune's advances when he comes for her lips. And when their lips finally touched each other it does it surprise Ruby, still she didn't resist it, in fact she welcomed it. She can feel a trace of the banana flavored smoothie that Jaune drinks from his tongue. And Jaune can also feel strawberries from her tongue. 

Lips touching one another, saliva are exchanged and their tongues swirling with one another. Both Jaune and Ruby can't seem to stop kissing each other since they started. It is as if a dam broke and all the feelings they felt for each other are finally being released. Unable to contain themselves, the two continue to keep kissing until Ruby comes down from her high and finally realizes that she's kissing Jaune. 

Panicked, she pushed Jaune away. Jaune, concerned with Ruby, asks Her if she's okay. And what he saw freezes him on the spot. Her expressions are a mix between scared and confused. Ruby, clearly in distress, runs away from him leaving Jaune. Leaving him all alone to think about what he did.

[infoglitch]

Goodbye

"when one joy, one love, one source of happiness ends, a new one begins."

(a formal apology to any nuts n dolts fans who did not want to see a 3-pair of their favorite ship and Jaune.)

@spahhzy, @epic-arc. This war has been on pause for a long while. And I hope you've got your rest, because it's season two now. And I'm the god damn BBEG.

October 31st. modern day.

Ruby: Jaune, it's been five years.

Jaune: I know, I just.. I need to do this Ruby.

Ruby released a sigh from her side of the scroll call.

Ruby: alright. Just don't be late for my birthday Vomit boy.

Jaune: wouldn't miss it for the world Crater face.

Jaune hung up as he got in his car. He inserted the keys with the engine roaring to life.

~~~~

Seven years ago. Beacon.

Penny: friend Ruby, may I inquire who this friend is?

Ruby: ah sure, Penny this Jaune. Aka vomit boy

Jaune: t-that was one time!

Penny: understood friend Ruby. Salutations friend Jaune. I am Penny Pollendina. It is a pleasure to meet one of Ruby's friends!

Penny stuck out her hand. Jaune looked at it before grasping.

Jaune: it's nice to meet you too uh.. friend Penny? Nice to see Ruby isn't just stuck with my team and hers- OW!

jaune yelped as penny grabbed his hands with an almost BONE CRUSHING strength as she began to shake his hand. When she let go jaune yanked back his hand and began blowing on it.

Jaune: ah, ah, AH, ah-ha that's a lot of strength for young lady.

Penny: "a lot of strength for a young lady" is that a problem friend Ruby?

Ruby: no of course not.

Jaune: I just meant for your p-physique you got a lot of strength... Then again I was surprised too when I saw Ruby carrying her weapon.. until I saw she had a good bit of muscle. Your clothes are really good at hiding how strong you are you know that Ruby?

Ruby: well what can I say? I like surprising my enemies.. and sometimes my friends.

Jaune: well it works!

Penny: it is extremely beneficial. when an enemy underestimates you they tend to not take you seriously which can be very dangerous if they find out their opponent is far more strong than they thought

Ruby: why thank you Penny.

Penny: anytime friend Ruby.

~~~~

Five years ago. Atlas.

Jaune found himself awake one night as he heard a knocking at his door. He yawned as he got up.he walked towards his door and opened it to see Penny standing in front of him. Her face red.

Penny: friend Jaune.. I require advice on friend Ruby.

Jaune raised an eyebrow before moving aside and motioning her inside.

After a few seconds.

Jaune: so.. you're asking me advice on Ruby and how to ask her out? Why?

Penny: friend Weiss and the rest of team Rwby were already busy. Specialist Schnee was in a meeting so.. I figured I'd go to you friend Jaune. You've known friend Ruby longer than I have.. not to mention certain feelings you've had about friend Ruby.

Jaune blushed deeply as he looked at Penny.

Jaune: who told you I wanted to date Ruby?

Penny: you did friend Jaune. Just now.

Jaunes blush intensified as he face palmed.

Jaune: w-well.. from my experience with Ruby shes pretty dense. If you want to be with her I'd say be direct.

Penny: ah, that makes sense.. now if I may inquire friend Jaune. Why have you not taken your own advice?

Jaune: well.. it's complicated

Penny: it doesn't seem complex to me, you like friend Ruby romantically yet you have chosen not to pursue those feelings.

Jaune: well yeah but, think about it, I've known Ruby since Beacon, we hung out, we traveled together after the fall, we fought side by side, and I've seen a part of that has almost died before you returned. Seeing her happy when she's with you.. I can't just step in and tell her, that's just a piece of shit behavior.. plus, lets be honest I never had a chance to begin with.

Penny: ah, so what you are saying is you are defeated, friend Jaune.

Jaune: defeated?

Penny: you have convinced yourself that there is no conceivable possibility of you and friend Ruby becoming a pair. You have in a sense defeated your hopes.

Jaune:.. that, that definitely makes sense. But Even if I did try she'd say no.

Penny: even if friend Ruby did, what matters is that you tried, friend Jaune. And it is not as if it would ruin anything between you. You two are friends, nothing can shatter that.

Jaune: huh.. you sure about that?

Penny: affirmative. I do not need to run a diagnostic. For I am certain.

Jaune: huh.. thanks Penny.

Penny: anytime friend Jaune. And thank you for your advice. I am glad we could have this talk.

Jaune: same here Penny, same here.

~~~~

Ruby was pacing back and forth as penny watched.

Penny: Ruby I guarantee you this will go well.

Ruby: how are we sure, I mean me and you are dating and jaunes 100% ok with that, what if he's already made peace with that and moved on. What if-

Penny stood up and grasped Ruby's hand.

Penny: Ruby, you know friend Jaune, we both know Jaune. There is nothing you could say or do that would ruin what you and him have. If he has come to terms then he is still your friend. Nothing will change that.

Ruby: Right.. right. Thank you Pen.

Penny simply smiled at her before kissing her forehead. Causing Ruby to blush a little.

The door soon opened as jaune stepped in, he nervously waved at the two.

Jaune: sorry I'm late. Nora needed help with something.. what did you wanna talk about?

Ruby: well uh.. it's.. you might want to sit down for this jaune.

Jaune simply nodded as he sat down. With Penny and Ruby taking a seat beside each other.

~~~~

Jaune stopped his car once he arrived. He got out and looked at the massive cemetery. Made for those who passed during the silent war. Jaune began walking past each of them. Seeing the names of those who fell.

Arslan Altan.

Mercury Black.

Ghira Belladonna.

Raven Branwen.

Qrow Branwen

Maria Calavera

Athena Nikos.

Oscar Pine.

Pietro Pollendina.

Whitley Schnee.

Emerald Sustrai.

Winter Schnee.

Neptune Vasilias.

Taiyang Xiao long.

Many more names, some jaune recognized and some he didn't. But he stopped one he saw one in specific.

Penny Pollendina.

Jaune knelt down and looked at it.

Jaune: heya pen. How uh, how you been? Ruby is doing alright, she and Yang finally got to grieve together. You should have seen us all, we were letting out the water works.. especially Ruby. I'm amazed I cried the least.. maybe I just got to because hey, I haven't lost anything.. I'm the only one who didn't lose anyone.. but you probably don't wanna hear that so I'll just get to the point.. we miss you Penny. Ruby misses you.. I miss you.. everyone does. You didn't deserve what happened to you, you didn't deserve to die like that, not when you were finally able to be human. Not when you finally had everything you wanted.. you didn't deserve any of what happened, you were just a girl.

Jaune takes a breath as he felt tears beginning to well.

Jaune: I love you Penny, Ruby loves you. We miss you and.. we wish you were here. Ruby may have grieved but.. but I can't, not when you died by my hands, not when your blood stains my blade, not when I'm the reason your gone.. I can never grieve.

Not when you're gone because of my incompetence

[novankenn]

Jasmine Arc, Jaune's mother and twin sister to Glynda Goodwitch has decided the time has come. She wasn't waiting any longer for her dense as lead baby boy to find a good girl, and raise a family. So the decision was made... the operation arranged... it was time for...

the Invasion...

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Episode One : the Invasion

Episode Two: Nabbing Nikos

Episode Three: Rustling the Rose

Episode Four: Filching Fall

Episode Five: Snatching Sustrai

[howlingday]

Ask

Everyone goes back to beacon during the reunion. Jaune was voted most likely Die in his class.

Q to everyone in the reunion. Watching the news as jaune the rusted knight. Medal gear rising rules of Of nature a gigantic grimm.

"Wait, wait, so you were The Rusted Knight the entire time?"

"Pretty much." Jaune shrugged, taking a sip of his fruity beverage. Shade Academy, despite the rumors and tales told from his close friends, was still an academy for students and just as strict for being so. Not that he was complaining, since he never really got into the harder drinks, partially because of Ruby's uncle. "That's not even the craziest thing to happen." Everyone gave him a weird look. He scratched his cheek. "Okay, it was, but it's not the last weird thing to happen to me."

"What was it?" Velvet asked.

"While we were making our way to Shade, we ran into some Grimm, these huge worms with big ol' red eyes-"

"Blind Worms." Everyone said in unison.

"Oh, uh, you guys know about them, too?"

"We've been in Shade for a while now, dude." Neptune answered.

"Some of us longer than others." Sun added.

"I was actually eaten by one." Coco said, drinking from her canteen. It could have been coffee, or it could have been soda. Jaune wasn't sure what Coco's tastes were. "Pretty dark in there."

"Tell me about it." Jaune said with a sigh. "Thought I was going to die for a minute, which would have sucked since I just came out of the Ever After."

"How did you get out?" Cardin asked with a quirked brow.

"Did the Vomit Boy induce vomiting?" Russel sniggered before being elbowed by his leader.

"No, I just kinda... cut myself out." At this, everyone glanced at one another before passing a judging gaze at him. Sure, Jaune had grown since his departure from Beacon. Everyone saw the message Ruby sent out AND the video beforehand of Jaune fumbling with the camera controls, but they paid less attention to how much he'd physically changed and saw that he was still the lovably dense goofball that was Jaune Arc. He might have changed, but, at his core, he stayed the same. "What are you guys looking at me for?"

"If you were small enough to be eaten by a Blind Worm, then there's no way you could have just "cut your way out." No offense, of course." Neptune said.

"It's true, though!"

"Yuh-huh! I even have the video!" Everyone turned to see Jaune's team, Nora and Ren, standing by, with the former holding a scroll out. "Ren and I got the whole thing on our scroll!"

"I got it on my scroll." Ren clarified, tapping the screen to unlock it and prove that it was indeed his scroll in his girlfriend's hands. "Nora provided commentary while she fired mortar shots at the Grimm around them."

"Enough yapping!" Nora shouted, tapping the now unlocked scroll. "Check out my sick as hell fearless leader!"

The video played and, just as Ren had said, Nora was shouting profanities and making... disturbingly cheery remarks as the Grimm had been blown to pieces. In the distance, Team RWBY and Jaune were being surrounded by the Blind Worms while a huntsman team was dispatched to assist after almost an hour of fighting. The smaller ones were easy to dispatch, but a much larger one was taking potshots with its acidic spit from a distance. Jaune then broke from the group to engage the larger one alone, but soon realized none of the smaller Grimm were following him.

The sand beneath Jaune began to shift until he was then swallowed whole by the larger Blind Worm. The massive Grimm then dove back down, taking Jaune with him. The camera began to shake as you could hear Ren grinding his teeth at the sight. Faint whispers of, "Come on, Jaune" were uttered for everyone to hear. By the third iteration of the chant, the worm emerged once more, letting out a howling scream as it was sliced in half. Unlike the other instances when this happens, in which the Blind Worm would retreat to grow into two more Blind Worms, the titanic creature began to fade away into dust and ash from being sliced in half longways across its entire body.

It was at this point that the backup huntsmen arrived and Ren screamed "HOLY SHIT!" for everyone to hear. Cardin and Russel mocked the exclamation for a bit, but this didn't detract from everyone sharing the same reaction as they all looked at Jaune.

"Did we miss the video?" Ruby asked, running up to the group.

"You've already seen it a thousand times." Weiss groused as she followed behind. "How many more times do you need to see the same thing?"

"At least a thousand and one." Ruby replied, after thinking about it for a few moments, earning a groan from her partner.

"It's really not that impressive, Ruby." Jaune shrugged. "Pretty sure you could pull that off ten times over." At this, the group erupted into a mixture of emotions, ranging from guffaws of disbelief to outcries of disparages to uproarious laughter at the strangely humble and awkward Jaune Arc.

[heliosthegriffin]

Jaune strolled down the hallway when a shadowy mass crashed into him, holding him against the wall.

"Ow." His eyes widened looking down the iron-sights of a pistol from the barrel-side backwards into a pair of golden eyes. Blake stood there, vibrating in place, arm trembling as she held Jaune up one-armed, though it seemed not for very much longer.

They locked eyes for a minute, then Jaune opened his mouth. "Hello, this is Jaune Arc, please put him down as you're leaving your message, have a nice day."

He quickly got a better look down those iron-sights, quickly becoming more concerned due to Blake's iron-sights being a sword. "Shut your mouth."

"Alright." Jaune quickly zipped it, as he was dealing with someone crazy enough to use a sword, tip of which was facing them, as iron-sights, she was capable of anything as far as he knew.

She looked at him, face sweating, eyes dilated, and worse of all, she was smiling. "Know what you did it."

Jaune looked down at her, easy since she was lifting him against the wall and him being several heads taller than her. "Which was what?"

She was trembling, mouth fighting to not form a smile, eyes wide and bright. "Look at you, walking around not a care in the world, that junk in the trunk should be making you ride so low that you spark up the road behind you, yet you got something under the hood that's keeping you level," She licks her lips. "And, well you know what they say about curiosity and that cat."

Up against the wall, barrel against his cheek, Jaune stares down at the mad woman. "Blake, I don't own a car."

"Oh, don't I know it, yet you got a whole cake truck, don't you. Makes me wonder what you're doing with all that beef & sausage, you trying to look like a fully meal?"

"I haven't even had breakfast yet."

"Doesn't stop you from looking like you'd filling me up."

Jaune squirms a bit, noticing that Blake's arm was on the verge of letting go, she flinches back, letting go, withdrawing the weapon as well. "I"m going now," He looks at her, slowly backing away. "Just stay there, and do not pursue."

Blake stiffens up. "You can walk away from me, Jaune, but you can't walk away from the truth! Deny it all you want, you look like a full course meal, and I'm starving!" She lurches forward, hands reaching for him.

Jaune pulls out a can of tuna, tears the lid off with his raw strength, and hands it to her. "Here, now you can leave me in peace."

Blake stares at him, alternating between him and the tuna, then sighs, taking the tuna. "This dense-ass soon to be mother-fucker," She grabs the tuna. "If I wasn't actually hungry, damn." When she looks up, Jaune was already turning the corner. "Hate to see him go, love to watch him leave... Did I have something to warn him about?"

Jaune just as he was rounding the corner, was pressed against the wall, again, and he looked down at Yang, which wasn't hard as she was leaning holding him at a lower angle. Strangely though, she was wearing a police uniform. "You got a license for all that cake, sir?"

"Actually, I do," He holds out to her a permit, showing that he was in fact, Kingdom certified baker. Yang took it, stared at it, then tore it apart.

"Not anymore."

[briansastro10]

Day 8: Meeting the Family 9 Days of Lancaster

The dense forest is filled with towering trees and a mystical ambiance. JAUNE, RUBY, REN, and NORA, our brave adventurers, trek through the foliage, their eyes scanning their surroundings.

Suddenly, they hear rustling in the distance. They stop and turn their heads to see a boy emerge from the underbrush. Ray has striking silver eyes and black hair. He appears disoriented and lost.

Jaune: *whispering to the group* Look! Someone's there!

The group tenses up, ready for anything. Ray looks bewildered as his gaze meets theirs. His initial shock soon gives way to a glimmer of recognition.

Ray: *stuttering* You... you're... you're Here...

Ruby: *curious* Do you know us?

Ray: *excitedly* You're here!!! *wiping his tear* I'm Ray!! I've heard about you from Beacon Academy!

Ren: *astonished* How did you hear about us? We've only just arrived in Anima.

Ray: *smiling* Word travels fast, especially when it's about heroes. I've been hearing stories thousands times.

Nora: *eagerly*  Well, if you've heard about us, then you know we're here to help. Why are you here alone?

Ray: *nervously* I... I got lost. I was on my way to the next town, but I got left behind.

Ruby: *sympathetically* Don't worry, Ray. We'll help you find your way and make sure you reach the next town safely.

Jaune: Absolutely! for now you can Stick with us, and we'll make sure you're well taken care of.

Ray's eyes light up with gratitude and relief. He falls in step with the group, feeling a newfound sense of security.

Ray: *looking at each of them* Thank you all so much. I never thought I'd meet the heroes I've heard so much about. It's an honor to be traveling with you.

Ren: *humble* The honor is ours, Ray. We're here to protect people and make the world a safer place.

They continue their journey through the enchanted forest, now with an additional companion. As they navigate the treacherous terrain together, they share stories and form a bond that will carry them through the trials ahead.

They had a fun journey, Some minors troubles but nothing they cant handle. During the trip, Ray can be seen very close to Ruby. Oddly to everyone notices, Jaune has taken a backseat and became more quite, but content. Unbeknownst to everyone Jaune notices that Ray wanted to talk to him.

The moon shines brightly as JAUNE sits alone on a cliff, gazing at the town in the distance. Ray approaches silently, sensing that Jaune has been wanting to talk.

Jaune: *softly* We're not far away from town. It won't be long until we have to say our goodbyes.

Ray's expression saddens, the weight of impending separation visible on his face.

Ray: (forcing a smile) Yeah, I guess I've been lost this whole time.

Jaune stands up and walks toward Ray, a knowing look in his eyes.

Jaune: *curious* You're not from this time, are you?

Ray can no longer hide the truth, tears streaming down his cheeks as he nods.

Ray: *voice trembling* How did you know?

Jaune: *smiling* I have seven siblings. It's bound to happen for me to notice a family trait. *He gently touches Ray's cheek* You are so much like your mother.

Ray is overwhelmed with emotion, struggling to find the right words. His tears continue to fall.

Ray: *choked up* I... I have so much to ask you... So much to say to you... I wanted to see you... But I...

Jaune embraces Ray tightly, offering comfort and understanding.

Jaune: *whispering* It's okay, you don't have to say. I get it

Ray musters the strength to speak through his tears.

Ray: *sobbing* I need to tell you... I... I want to save you.

Jaune, still holding Ray, speaks with a mix of gratitude and acceptance.

Jaune: *whispering* There's no need for that. You already did. Thank you.

Ray, bewildered, asks the question on his mind.

Ray:*confused* For what?

Jaune gazes into Ray's eyes, filled with love and warmth.

Jaune: *whispering* For coming here. For proving to me that there's still a future to fight for. Whatever happens, let it happen. If that means you'll be there, alive and healthy...

Ray continues to cry, feeling the weight of missing his father.

Jaune cups Ray's face gently, ensuring he feels the depth of his words.

Jaune: *teary-eyed* To see you grow up is all I ever ask for. It'll make it all worth it.

Ray, overwhelmed by emotions, finally speaks from the depths of his heart.

Ray: *choked up* I love you, Dad.

Jaune: *whispering* I love you too, Ray.

They hold each other, their love filling the space between them. As Ray's form begins to fade into a beam of light, Jaune feels a sense of contentment, knowing that there is still a future worth fighting for.

[kob131]

RWBY X Justice League: Superheroes and Huntsmen Part One Review (No Spoilers)

Dedicating this to @fallentitan98

So if I had to sum up the movie in a sentence, it would be-

“This should have been about 30-40 minutes longer.”

Summary:

So basic idea of the movie is ‘What if the Justice League found themselves in the world of RWBY as teenagers?’ This basic idea guides the whole movie, from the tone of the Justice League characters to how the movie is presented. 

Unforunately, both RWBY and ESPECIALLY DC are heavily dense properties with a bit of history at least behind them. So this causes some...issues.

Characters:

When it comes to a crossover event, judging characters is rather different since you have to judge them based on how they are portrayed in relation to their original counterparts. I will relate the DC characters to you but my focus will have to be on RWBY as that is my specialty here.

For DC, we have the likes of Superman/Clark, Wonder Woman/Diana, Batman/Bruce, The Flash/Barry, Green Lantern, Vixen and Cyborg. ... I grew up with the 2000′s JL cartoon, I just have the names of those four stuck in me okay?

With Vixen, Cyborg, Green Lantern and Diana- they seem consistent with the popular depiction of their characters. Cyborg is a bit sarcastic but well meaning; Vixen is frustrated by the situation but also confident and upbeat; Green Lantern is having issues which becomes an arc she gets and Diana is basically a warrior poet.

Barry is...off for reasons.

Clark has two lines in the movie that seem a bit too confident for him but that could be something that pops up in certain incarnations. Otherwise, he is the same Man of Steel as always- pure, wholesome, kind, responsible and having a grounded wisdom to him. To be truthful, Clark and his interactions with Ruby were my favorite parts of the movie.

And then we have Bruce. Bruce has an arc centered around a key aspect of the Batman character and how it can conflict with the core of who Bruce is as a hero- determined to save people. It can be considered massively missing the mark OR an exploration of Bruce’s character. It’s weird, much like the movie itself. But no, he is not a joke in the movie nor is he a generic brooding man. He is a calm, cool, smart and analytical man.

As for RWBY characters...things are off with them.

Yang, Blake and Jaune are perfectly fine. They’re relatively consistent to their Beacon characterization with Jaune lacking some of his patheticness, instead using his ability to support others both figuratively and literally which works because spoilers.

Ren and Nora have a...not-love triangle thing with Cyborg (this is not a spoiler, it does nothing) that feels like 95% of it was cut. Other than that, they’re consistent too.

And Ruby has an arc that involves Clark that makes sense for her character (especially if you watch Volume 9) but because the movie is like a skeleton- the meat of the arc is a bit lacking.

Gonna be honest- The RWBY cast feels the most off between them and the DC characters. Which makes sense when you consider the writer is from DC, not RT. Still, I would say it functions as intended. Just not very smoothly.

Animation:

The animation is actually pretty damn good. The fight scenes have good flow to them, a good sense of speed and momentum for the most part, interesting action. And the more casual animation works- faces emote and move properly, movements and gestures are effective in communicating the meaning behind the characters’ words.

This is one of the best showing for the CRWBY team yet.

Humor:

Almost entirely subjective. All I can say is it’s standard RWBY fair minus 2D anime cliches. Also no, this is not MCU humor. RT was doing this in RvB in 2004.

Plot, Pacing and Tone:

Okay, it is REALLY hard to talk about this without spoiling anything because good lord, is this movie densely packed.

Character interactions and plot progression are often mashed together with each other, which can often result in very awkward lines. Fortunately for DC fans, this is almost entirely on the RWBY end. Because much of the awkwardness comes from the writing needing to explain RWBY worldbuilding to the DC characters without having enough time for exposition. For example, Weiss outright calls Dust a ‘natural resource’, which while true has NEVER been how Weiss has talked about Dust in the past.

As for tone- it’s similar to Volumes 1 and 2. Some serious moments but general light hearted fun. Both DC and RWBY characters become the butt of jokes as well as moments to have more emotional and vulnerable instances. It’s not deathly serious like many DC properties nor does it have the same gravity as something like the 2000′s JL cartoons. But it’s not Teen Titans Go. It’s a mix of plot and humor.

Conclusion:

The whole movie feels...weird. I think this is what ‘rushed’ was originally supposed to mean. At 80 minutes, this is a rather short movie and it doesn’t really work. Humor and animation are fine because time doesn’t usually affect these. But the plot and especially the characters? There’s just not enough time to go through the proper steps. Things like the reveal of the villain or Ruby and Bruce’s arcs could work. They’re not exactly failures but they have been stripped of their meat. And the meat is what you taste in a movie, not the bones that make up the structure.

Bruce’s writing might set you off- it’s the biggest risk taken here. And the RWBY parts are a bit...off. So I can’t say this was fantastic or great. But it does give some good action, the character interactions between Ruby and Bruce, Yang, Blake and Diana; and Jaune and Green Lantern are great and the rest is given a real shot, just without the time to flourish.

All in all, an honest but stumbling effort of a movie.

[heavenlyyshecomes]

The rains have ceased. In contrast to the morning and evening chill, the sunny afternoons are frighteningly hot. The leaves have turned yellow, but how strange to watch them as they flutter down through the windless air on to the garden’s mossy carpet in the harsh, summer-like sunlight. I feel the deep melancholy of the French poet who sang of the South American climate: ‘Here the leaves scatter in the April spring.’

I go out to the garden one afternoon, a partially read book of poems in hand, and walk among the beds. The streaming rays illuminate each overlapping leaf of the plums, the maples, the other trees that grow in such profusion, casting their shadows like patterns on the mossy ground. Deep in this shade stands a gazebo. Beyond it is an unobstructed view of a flowering field. I sit to take in the immense blue sky at a glance. Thin white clouds spread across the blue from west to east as if painted with a brush, never moving however long I gaze at them. Countless dragonflies flit back and forth like the swallows one sees high in the summer skies of France. Multicoloured cosmos, taller than the gazebo, bloom in profusion beneath the harsh sun, spreading to all corners of the field, each of which is densely covered in low-growing kumazasa bamboo. Crimson amaranths seem to burst into flame. The Chinese bellflowers and asters retain their brilliant purple, but the white-flowered bush clovers are already past their peak and bow to the ground like the dishevelled tresses of a woman who has thrown herself down in tears, flowing towards my feet upon the gazebo’s paving stones. In their dewy shadows, one or two surviving insects cry out in thin melodic strains.

Ah, this blue sky, this sunlight: mementos of a forgotten summer. How could one imagine it to be October, to be autumn? The barest hint of a breeze turns the pages of the poetry book on my knees until I have a clear view of the final stanza of Baudelaire’s sad ‘Song of Autumn’: Ah! laissez-moi, mon front posé sur vos genoux, Goûter, en regrettant l’été blanc et torride, De l’arrière saison le rayon jaune et doux! ‘Ah! let me, with my head bowed on your knees, / Taste the sweet, yellow rays of the end of autumn, / While I mourn for the white, torrid summer!’

No matter what I see, even the most beautiful flower, I wonder if it is blooming only to make us think of the sadness to come when it has withered and died. The delightful intoxication of love, I can only believe, exists to give us a taste of the sadness to come after parting. And surely the autumn sunlight shines this beautifully in order to tell us, ‘Know ye that the sadness of winter will be here tomorrow.’ Now and then I become strangely agitated and, wishing to see the fading sunlight for even a few seconds longer, I leave to walk not just in the garden but through the gate and into the streets beyond. Ah, what scenes the autumn sun–the autumn sun of my birthplace–has shown me!

—Nagai Kafu, Behind the Prison tr. Jay Rubin, in The Penguin Book of Japanese Short Stories ed. Jay Rubin

[readssmut]

What is wrong with being a Farmer.

Another battle. Another fallen soldier for the good guys. Oh sure they gave as good as they got, heck, they gave way more than they got, but they still did receive their fair share of fallen warriors.

Some days, some fights were like triumphs, where they came, they saw, sometimes even planed, and they conquered. Those were some of the best times, those moments seem to make everything worth it, all the blood, the pain, the sacrifice.

Other times, they barely made it, the beatings they would receive were severe and it felt like death was a sweet release compared to the pain, but they had to push forward. Oh sure, Aura helped. Took care of their wound, the pain, the broken bones, but nothing helped with those that fell.

In truth, this day was almost crushing for the young heroes, if not for the bravery of the yellow knight, there would have been much more blood on their side, but due to his choice, only one fell.

A sole Huntsmen-in-training lay bloodied on the floor in a small corridor which led to the hanger area, a few grimm, who have yet to disintegrate yet remain as his only company.

Jaune: I..di-did it. I finally helped t-th-them. Was not j-st use-useless.

He was no longer feeling any pain, only a few moments before he was embraced by death remained. Only his mind was still working, and even then, it was already losing its focus.

Jaune: Is this how you felt Pyr? When you were dying? Were your thoughts also about was it worth it or not? I like to think it was, for both of us. Sure livings great and I miss you every day, but dying for other, so that they could live, heck, not the worst thing. Besides, well get to see each other again.

Jaune: Hey maybe they will build a statue for me, when they will win that is, which I know they will, Ruby will do great things, you have never seen someone who has more determination than her, she was our silver guiding light. If not for her and her optimism, I don’t thing we would have ever gone half the distance we did and nothing can stop Yang from protecting her family, which at this point is not just team RWBY but also team JNPR or well, what`s left of it. Blakes also is trying to prove that Faunus can and will make the world a better place, and I like to thing she will succeed. And Weiss, well, you know my thoughts on Snow Angel, heh, she would be soo mad for me calling her that, even in my last moments. And Nora and Ren, they finally got together-together, it only took the fall of Beacon and the battle at Haven for them to realise what every one else knew since day one, some people can be quite dense, huh Pyr. Maybe they will name their kids after us? Pyrrha Ren Valkyrie and Jaune Ren Valkyrie, could be worse. Could be Jaune Belladonna Xiao-Long

Jaune: There is also Oscar, you don’t know him, well you kind of do, it`s weird, turns out he has Ozpin in his brain, don`t ask, it will just confuse you, I don’t get it myself, something god related. He`s a nice kid, was my partner in a sense, it was weird training someone else, given my situation, but boy did that give me perspective on my situation and made me realise how much more grateful I am toward all the help you gave me.

Jaune: There were others, like Ruby’s and Yang’s uncle Qrow, I think you knew him? Since he knew about the Maidens and was Ozpins right hand man, or one of this right hand men, since Ironwood was also in his inner circle. Weiss older sister Winter, who Nora called Weiss-Prime, she didn’t like that nick name, neither of them did actually, which is why I think Nora used it.

Jaune: There were others such as the Ace-Ops, Ironwoods person best, though they did lose to team RWBY, so maybe they were not as good as they thought they were, not the say that team RWBY ain`t great. Also, the Happy Huntresses and also Sun and Neptune, you remember them right? The Monkey Faunus with the staff and the guy who could call Weiss snow angel and not get vitriol spat at them, lucky bastard.

He felt his time was ending as he was reminiscing about his friend and family, imagining all the conversion he can have with those that fell before him and how great it will be to see them. Yes Jaune Arc was dying with no regrets, why wouldn’t` he. He got to protect his friends, what else was there for him? To be a Hero? To get a happily ever after? No, not for him, not for the cheater, not for the failure of Beacon. He might not have lived like a Arc should have, but maybe, he at least dies as one.

His greatest Hope was to give other a chance at those things, and he liked to think, as the light was fading from him, that he succeeded.

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In a Room with a giant screen several figures seated as the one who brought them finally broke the silence.

Operator: And that’s another world, hoped you enjoyed it

Ruby: Enjoyed it?? Jaune died, we left him there, while we escaped!  What were we supposed to enjoy about that?

Operator: Take it as a learning experience, you don’t always win, and even when you do, it does not mean there are those who won’t fall. Death is something you will have to accept.

Nora: That does not mean we ENJOYED watching Fearless leader dying.

She yells while reaching for her baby, but a green robed hand stops her.

Ren: Nora, trust me, I am not happy about this, but getting violent her won’t help anyone, especially since we can`t do anything here.

Pyrrha: I died?

Yang: Why didn’t we stay to help!?

Weiss: Probably our Auras were low and we were exhausted from whatever we were doing and agreed that escape was the only option.

Ruby: Weiss you don’t have to be so cold about this.

Weiss: I… I apologies its just. I. I think its best in this situation, were we can`t do anything but watch, is to try to detach our selves and just use it as a learning experience, so we could prevent this in the future.

Nora: Its still a cold way to do it.

Weiss: I never said it wasn’t. But I believe it is the best option.

Nora: wanted to protest, but was stopped by her sister from another mister.

Pyrrha: She`s right Nora, we just have to be more careful in our future, for more than one reason apparently.

The last part was said with a hint a fear that did not go unnoticed by the other in the room as it was clear that the Young Champion of Argus has also fallen in this particular viewing.  

Ruby: I still can`t believe we left him.

A hand griped her shoulder, as she turned she saw yellow.

Yang: Don’t worry Rubes, well get much better in our time and no one will be left.

It was fake confidence, they all saw it, but they appreciated it nonetheless.

Both team RWBY and (J)NPR were so preoccupied with each other and the death of their friend, that they weren’t really thinking of the other things they heard such as Blake and Yang being a thing or Nora and Ren finally getting together.

But what they didn’t miss was the sense of dread coming from one side of the room. The side where members of the Arc family were sitting. John Arc, the former Hunter turned farmer, his Wife Charlotte Arc, the one who actually ran the family’s finances, the Eldest Arc Sibling, Saphron Cotta-Arc and Grandfather of the Arc Family – Tyberius Arc.

John: Are you happy Tyberius?

Tyberius: What is that supposed to mean?

John: You wanted my Son to follow in your footsteps, to be a Huntsmen, to try and be a Hero since I decided that a Huntsman career was not for me, that a quiet, peaceful live in Ansel was a better option for me.

Tyberius: I NEVER, wanted any of my Family dead, and for my own son to imply something so hor-

Charlotee: Then why did you keep pushing him toward that life?!

Tyberius: What is that supposed to mean?

Charlotee: My husband rarely talked about his Huntsman career or about the Arc fighters in the past. Hell we outright tried sheltering our kinds from anything Grimm related, I`m not event sure where he learned about aura!!

Saphron: I remember when I first came to Argus and everyone knew about Aura and Huntresses and it was so weird compared to home. I always wondered why, now I know, it was intentional.

Saphrons gaze lingered on her parents, did she blame them? After all, if Jaune knew more about Aura or the life he dreamed about, maybe it would have turned out differently for him. But at the same time, as a mother herself, she new she would do anything to protect her kid, even if it meant lying to them. Anything to keep Adrian safe.

Tyberius: Arcs are meant to be Heroes, we save people, it’s a noble cause, one which you abandoned son. Am I happy I watched my Grandson die? Of course not, and you are ridicules to even imply that. Am I happy to see him fight for what he believes in? For protecting other? Yes, yes I am.

Operator: I would like to remind you all, this is not your Jaune.

It didn’t help much. After a quick pause he added.

Operator: He is still alive and save.

While that did help, what didn’t was they watched their friend and family member just die and no one helped him. However, one viewer was not going to let this go.

John: Arcs are meant to be Heroes? Tell me Tyberius. What is a Hero?

Tyberius: I taught you better than that son, you damn well know what that is! A Fighter, a Knight, a defender of the week and slayer of the enemies of man. That is what a Hero is.

John: So a killer.

Tyberius: Don’t put word in my mouth, I never said that.

John: No, but your action did. How many people did you kill in your career?

Tyberius: THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS! And all of them deserved it, they were killers, slavers, bandits and worse. They earned their fate.

John: And what about the Faunus you killed? Last time I checked, you were on Atlas side during the revolution.

Tyberius: I fought on the side I believed was right, I was wrong, I know that, but one mistake should not ruin the Arc image and last time I checked son, you were also on the side fighting the Faunus.

John: Yes, I was, and to this day I regret that. If I could I would go back and switch sides immediately, but I cannot, no one can change the past… But I could change my future, which is why I quit being a huntsman!  And went to a place where I could get some peace and raise a family. I family I hoped would escape the Arc Destiny as you would call it, the warriors call. W-were my-

A hand reaches him, he looks to the side and sees his darling wife holding him, giving him strength.

John: Were our family could be free to live a good live, with no bloodshed or fear of death or conflict. But no, you had to come right? Had to see your grandchildren. I should have stopped you, but no I thought, he is their family, their blood, he has a right to see them.

John: And what do you do? You immediately talk about our family’s history, a more romanticized version of course, no innocent faunus getting killed for wanting freedom and a place to call their own! No stories brother or sisters dying to grimm or going on a mission never to be heard of again!

John: Luckily our daughters had zero interest in this, but Jaune did, so I did what I had to do, I told him he has no chance, that it is not a life for him. I saw the pain in his eyes, and you know what?! The knowledge that he would be safe was more important to me at that time! And still is!

Tyberius: But that’s not what he was suppo-

Charlotee: And who are you to decree what he was or wasn’t supposed to be?

Charlotee: We just wante him to be happy AND safe!

Tyberius: By being what? A Farmer?

John: And what`s wrong with being a farmer? What is so wrong in a world full of monsters to want a quite life, to enjoy nature?! Look around Tyberius, look at these children, all that they know is violence and pain. Do you think any of them know anything else? I bet all of them could tell me the weaknesses of any grimm, going from a Beowolf to a Oum damn Leviathan! But none of them would have any knowledge of what the best soil to plant corn or potatoes in, what is the best way to prepare for the harvest! When to Harvest them! Anything other than how to kill and fight and they are stumped!

John: You know what a farmer does Tyberius?! They bring life, they provide for others, they work just as hard as any Huntsman and their efforts can affect just as many people. They provide sustenance for many people. Heck the Arc farmlands provide for all of Ansel, and we even sell some to other nearby locations AND we are planning on expanding them to provide for a few other villages as well. But of course, farm work is beneath an Arc, isn’t that right Tyberius? Holding a pitchfork or a shovel is much less impressive than a sword in a world where everybody and their grandmother carry’s a GUN! And I should know given that Moms weapon was a flame dust based musket!

John: No, no, the only place for an Arc is battle, no peace, just war. Well, I hope your happy seeing my son die for your dream Tyberius, because when I get out of this room. I am getting my son out of Beacon, enough Arcs have died for pointless or worse, wrong causes.

Operator: Perhaps a short break is needed before we watch the next iteration of Mister Arc.

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So I Just did a Thing. First time writing, pretty obvious, isn’t it? Its cool, gotta start somewhere, right? Just for the record, this is obviously a AU interpretation of the characters as remember John Arc, knows nothing about the members of Team RWBY or JNPR, so he has no idea that for example Weiss is actually a talented singer and a good (Potentially) businesswomen. Besides he just saw a version of his Son die, so I think it can be forgivable for him to not be in the best place mentally. Additionally, it was always kind of weird, how Jaune talked about his family like he was always told these legends but when it came to him being trained he got a big fat no. So I thought, hey, maybe the stories came from one place and the No, you can’t be a Huntsman, came from another. In this situation his Grandfather and his Father respectively.

[novankenn]

Perfection - A Homecoming (Ch3)

Joan: It's in the truck. You have any bags?

Joan eyed the two rucksacks at Jaune and Pyrrha's feet.

Pyrrha: Just what's here.

Joan: Grab 'em and let's get going... it's a long bumpy ride to Perfection.

Jaune and Pyrrha grabbed their bags, and quickly fell into step behind Joan. It wasn't a long walk off the landing field and into the parking lot. Pyrrha stopped in her tracks at the sight of the "truck".

Pyrrha: That's the "truck"?

Joan: Quite the sight ain't she.

Pyrrha: It is... but what is it?

Jaune: This girl here, is a repurposed M113 armoured troop carrier.

Pyrrha: And you guys call that a truck? It has tracks, and a machine gun!

Joan: Best for getting where we're going, and don't knock the M2... it's saved our asses more than once.

Pyrrha: From what?

Joan: Grimm, Shriekers, and that one time with a graboid...

Pyrrha: Shriekers? Graboid? Are those types of grimm?

Jaune: Shit Joan! I was going to try and ease her into it, and you go and drop that on her! You ass!

Joan: Well sorry, Mister I'm too good to call my family, because I ran off like a scalded cat!

Jaune: I had to!

Joan: BULLSHIT!

Jaune: really? REALLY? What was I going to do here? Waste away up in Perfection, maybe get in with a local gal from Ansel... knock her up and start a family?

Joan: If you weren't so dense and oblivious you would have seen plenty of girls that would have loved for you to do just that to them!

Pyrrha: Ah guys?

Jaune: Fuck you! I have dreams!

Joan: Screw you and your dreams! You ran out on us! If you had been here like you should have been maybe... maybe...

Jaune: Don't you even TRY...

Pyrrha: JAUNE! JOAN!

Joan / Jaune: WHAT?

Pyrrha: Take a deep breath, and let it out slowly. You've both said we have a long trip yet, and it would be a much better one if you two weren't about to kill each other.

Joan: Shit! Shit! Shit!

Jaune: Okay. Okay.

Pyrrha: I can tell there is some stuff that you two need to settle, but and this is just a suggestion, it would be better to do that in private?

Joan: You right. You want your kit Jaune? It's in the back.

Jaune: Okay, thanks.

Pyrrha watched Jaune move around to the back of the truck, and drop the ramp, before climbing inside. Joan took that time to move up closer to her.

Joan: Pyrrha, I'm sorry you had to see that, I am. Things are a little...

Pyrrha: It's okay. This is a stressful time for you all, and I won't pretend to understand, but I'm a good listener if you ever feel like just talking.

Joan: Thanks. Might take you up on that. There is something you really should know and understand, okay?

Pyrrha: Okay, and that is?

Joan: If things start getting weird, and Jaune or I tell you to do something, don't argue, don't question... just do it. Okay?

Pyrrha: Okay? Can I know why?

Joan: You'll live longer, and maybe get a chance to actual snag my dense idiot of a brother.

Pyrrha's face bloomed crimson, and she struggled to will it away before Jaune could notice.

Jaune: You wanted me to drive right Joan?

Pyrrha was a little shocked to see Jaune in his "kit" as he exited the truck. He was now wearing a plate-carrier with a tactical vest over his hoodie, and also had a sidearm strapped to his right thigh.

Joan: You have the keys... remember?

Jaune: Alright. Mount up!

(==[Table of Contents]==)

[linkman447]

Jaune: granny you said you’d make them pay not castrate them

Salem: I am making them pay jaune

Jaune: I was thinking like lien not you know “good bye lady parts”

Salem: young man those two (points to yang and ruby) are arcs now and what do we do when you mess with an arc

Jaune: impregnated their females

Salem smacks her forehead: darn it I knew I was looking at the wrong passage

She takes her arc law book and sees 2 pages stuck together

Salem: damn jelly doughnuts so good yet so messy… ah her yep grudges against arcs shall be dealt with by impregnation of the whole female line of the family’s

Raven: fuck

Summer: does this include vernal as well

Raven: shut up sum

Summer: what I’m just curious I mean he’s fuck our daughters and now us

Raven: I’m not doing that

Suddenly both are hit with magic

Salem: horny beam ( leans towards jaune) and that how I got my first grandchild your ancestors, my first male heir well he was a Dense one and Much like you and the rest head

Pyrrha: hello again

Salem: who just couldn’t get him to notice I intervened

Raven: arc boy

Jaune: yes ….😳😳😳😳

Two milfy women naked as the day they were born

Jaune: fuck

They all get teleported to a bedroom

Salem: ah such a happy ending

Ruby/Yang: really our moms get the fucking of a life time and we get diddly

Salem: oh no I cursed them too. They can’t leave their new children more than 30 square yards away from them or bad things will happen

Ruby: like what

Salem: they’ll be sent to jaune and start this whole thing all over again

Yang: what about when the kids grow up

Salem: oh once the kid is like 16 it no longer is effective

Ruby: do I count

Salem: ruby don’t you remember we celebrated your birthday 3 days ago

Ruby: oh ya still getting used to being 16

the three mom arcs

Jaune arc " guys meet my moms,"

Rwbynpr see three women

eight foot tall blue eyed woman in pink bikini as she just got off a photoshot " bikini model Amala arc"

Girl in business suit blue blue eyes rabbit ears and four foot tall " Amilia arc head of arc insurance

Last woman who is in military dress uniform of a general blonde hair one blue eye missing right, right face burnt " general Amy arc of vale army

Yang "... This explains the eight kids."

Amy " no tge three of us were cheated on and pumped and dumped by the same person Theodore of shade academy we ened. Up finding out and head to move ib to support our kids

Amala " jaune one day git sick of our fighting and bitching and locked us in the sane room

Amillia arc " and we fpuggt but it turned to fucking nasty and we have vern a happy trouple ever sense.

Yang "... My birth mom abandoned me so i feel you vb

Others in shock

The three arc moms " NOW WE JUDGE YOU"

They circle pyrrha and go " our grand son jaune's son by way of our daughter asking him to fuck a baby into her wife adrian , had a horrible reaction to pumpkin petes so as you are on everbox we do not approve of you nikos"

Everyone processing this.

The mothers go to ren and nora. To judge them

[admyral-dakka]

Instructions Followed

Pyrrha finally had enough of Jaune not getting her hints and takes some advice from Nora, Yang and one of Blake's books.

Pyrrha: Oh Jaune~

The leader of JNPR looked up from his Scroll to see his partner in some casual attire. A pair of black yoga pants that hugged her just right, with a T-shirt with some letters on it and... Is that a choker she has on?

Jaune: Hey Pyrrha, you needed something?

Pyrrha gave a nod and made a small pose to show off her outfit.

Pyrrha: Just wanted to ask if you can read what my shirt says.

Jaune shrugged and obliged, standing up now as Pyrrha puffed her chest out a little more for Jaune. Of course, Jaune completely missed the growing blush on the Spartan's face and completely missed where exactly he was staring at, much to Pyrrha's hidden disappointment.

Jaune: Huh? It says, "Snap My Choker"

As Jaune finished reading his eyes left his partner's chest and moved towards her neck where a black choker was proudly on display. The blonde blinked a few times and Pyrrha saw the dots connecting in that skull of his before he spoke with a smirk.

Jaune: I mean, you just to had to ask me to do that for you Pyrrha.

The various emotions and feelings that mixed within Pyrrha in that moment were numerous, from nervousness and anticipation to embarrassment and excitement and she allowed Jaune to sit her on his bed and stood before her. She now looked up towards her leader as he had a kind smile on his face, even as she saw his hands moving towards her and felt the way they moved her head ever slightly upwards and allowed her eyes to close and remember the next moments. She allowed the sounds of Jaune's chuckles to echo in her head as she felt a slight tugging on the accessory that would soon be a scrap of cloth and leather.

...

A few minutes later

Nora and Ren were returning to the dorm room as they saw Jaune open the door with a smile on his face and greeted the pair when he saw them.

Jaune: Sup Ren, hey Nora, y'all getting back from training?

Nora: Yup, Ren even lasted longer than usual.

She gave the silent boy a pat on the back that was too strong as he started to cough now.

Nora: Anyways, what's that in your hand?

She pointed to the small strap that Jaune currently held onto.

Jaune: Oh, Pyrrha asked me to snap her choker earlier, so I did!

He held it proudly, but missed the surprised expressions of his teammates.

Nora: Pyrrha asked you to do that?

Jaune: Yup, and she was kinda speechless after I was done, so she's resting on my bed after I was finished. Wasn't even that difficult to do honestly.

Jaune chuckled as he scratched the back of his head. Nora and Ren simply looked at their leader in slight awe, guess being blunt really was a way to get through someone dense.

Jaune: Anyways, I'm gonna go get something to eat now so laters.

With a small wave towards them, Jaune walked away as the pair continued to look at the blonde boy until he turned a corner out of view.

Nora was the first to quickly enter the dorm room to see just what kind of aftermath Jaune had left Pyrrha in, but instead of a messy scene, it was Pyrrha. Sitting on Jaune's bed with a blank look in her eyes and she seemed to be staring at the wall, as if it held the answers she so desperately seeked.

Nora: Pyrrha you okay?

Pyrrha only let out defeated sigh and mumbled.

Pyrrha: He snapped my choker. With his hands. Just snapped it with ease...

The girl then began to let out empty chuckles as she repeated those same words. Ren and Nora only shared a worried look with eachother, clearly their leader was oblivious on continental proportions.

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Unknown to the trio, their leader wasn't in the cafeteria, but in the forest.

Jaune: Why the Hell is she such a damn seductress!

The accent of being raised in the frontier oozing back in after hiding it with the normal Valean one.

His mama warned him about city girls being alot wilder than ladies on the frontier. Plus his ma and pa did raise a Gentleman, so if he was gonna date Pyrrha, which he didn't shy away from the idea of. He was gonna do it his way, the Arc way.

Jaune: That is if my will can last long 'nuff that is.

He recalled the way Pyrrha looked, the almost hungry expression in her eyes and the implication of her previous request as he blushed a mighty storm.

Jaune: Brothers give me strength and Pa give me courage.

[heliosthegriffin]

Shadow Knight, and Magic Girls V

Chapter 5

Jaune exited the bathroom awkwardly, followed by Amber and Vernal. "You two really didn't need to do that." Jaune said blushing.

"Look, it was only the top-half, you took care of the bottom half. I just needed to make sure your stitched didn't get wet." Amber said unable to make eye-contact with Jaune, before looking at what would be several feet of nylon string stretched out, currently keeping his body together.

He was healing fast, faster than anybody else she had seen, the skin had practically closed, in a few days they could take out the stitches. It wasn't superhuman, in-fact she suspected it was just the fact he cleared out her refrigerator, paired with being in peak-physical condition.

But, it was damn scary, in fact it was preternatural, extraordinary, but also, nothing that couldn't explained away as good genetics.

"Yeah, thanks." He mumbled, unable to keep his focus anywhere at the moment.

Vernal had a shit-eating grin. "Any time, Tiger." She had longer moved past any hesitation regarding flirting, if she was going to be his nurse she was owned some privileges. "Plus, if you fell down in there, Amber isn't hauling you up on her own, hell, how much do you weigh? Your arms feel like they're shaped from stone."

"I don't know, I probably under 240lb, I guess?" Jaune muttered, he did not like this attention.

Vernal kicked over a scale. "Might as well find out, we'll keep it on record."

Jaune stepped on it.

The scale creaked, feeling slightly self-conscious.

Amber's eye's widened. "255lb?"

"Shit, boy's heavy."

Jaune stepped off. "I'm 6'4 by the way, if you need to know my height. My dads the same height, and we're eye-level."

"I'd never have guess you were so dense when you had all those clothes on. You look so much taller, and leaner."

Jaune laughed. "It's neat trick, shadows distort how you see things at night. I also pad my shoulders, and my boots make a bit taller, it helps keep people from guessing my identity sense they can't match up the body." He hummed. "My gear probably adds another 15lbs on me, so it also gives a incorrect weight to work with."

Amber nodded. "You've put a lot of thought into this."

Jaune frowned. "I have too, what if this gets linked back to my family, my friends? I have no idea of the scope of powers or conspiracy at play here, I need to take every precaution possible."

"That means, you took a huge liability by letting us in on it." Vernal said weakly. "A secret is only as safe as the amount of people that know it."

"You saved my life."

"And, you mine. Honestly, I was out of line." Amber said sadly. "You owed me nothing, it was just a equal exchange."

Jaune leaned against the wall. "Well, it's done now, no use crying about it, and," He led.

"And?" Vernal continued.

He gave a boyish grin, one that was fitting for him. The two women felt a wave of warmth hit them, it was ... it was hard to put into words what they were feeling.

To see a boy so put on by his own sense of duty, and the circumstances of the world, to be nearly destroyed on a nightly basis, only to go out into the uncaring world with no-reward to be gained, other than words of gratitude and another chance to sacrifice himself another night.

For him to be pushed into the mold of a man, and pushed so far beyond what any one person should be expected to give.

To see him smiled, to see him look like a boy should look, act like he should act.

It was heart-breaking, and it was inspiring. Most of all, it was right. It was how things should be. Boys should be able to smile. Jaune had the right to smile.

It was the way things should be.

Then the door blew open in a spray of gunfire and smoke.

"You fucking bitch!" Came a gruff voice, as a brawny man entered the house. "I knew it, I fucking knew it, should have never -" The man didn't get a chance to finish his line.

Jaune in a moment of preternatural physical ability grabbed Amber and Vernal pushing them into the bathroom, before diving forward and kicking up the hardwood coffee table, and then kicking it forward.

It exploded in gunfire, but Jaune was nowhere to be seen, a window broken near it.

The man who blew open the door crept forward, being followed by no less than ten men in ski-masks and dark suits.

"Amber, Amber, fucking Amber!" The man called out. "I am so disappointed in you, you little slut!"

"Junior please, I can explain!" Amber called from the bathroom.

"I know you have The Knight in here! You think you can hide dick or shit from me?! I am the eyes and ears of this city!" Junior said in one breath, anger radiating off his very being. "Do you have any idea how much trouble this dip-shit hero-wannabe has caused me?! How many men he's crippled, how many he's killed?! Do you Amber?! Because, I do!" "Junior please! He saved my life, I was only trying to uphold the code of honor!"

"Don't you fucking talk to me about honor, girl! If you knew anything about honor, I wouldn't have had to ship you and that Branwen bitch in cargo-boat from Haven to here! If you weren't such a valuable asset, I'd have just burn this fucking house to the ground, and collected the insurance!"

"Junior, I'm sorry, just, I-" Junior fired a shot up into the ceiling. "Shut up. Here's what's going to happen. I"m going to kill that bastard. Then I'm going to take you, break your legs and put you in a wheel-chair for the rest of your life, and keep you at base as our personal doc until you die of old age, and you should be thankful, I'm being merciful here!"

"What- What about Vernal?" Amber asked voice wavering.

Junior smiled the type of smile that only belong on predatory cats. "The boys need a prize after battle, don't they? Don't worry, you can have her back, whatever's left of her, that is."

"You bastard." Amber whispered. "I should have just died last night, just like I was planing too."

Junior neared the door, reaching for the handle, tommy-gun at the ready.

Then the lights went out.

"AGHT-" Came a cry that went muffled.

Lights went on, but there was nothing were the sound had come from.

"Ted?" Came a concerned voice. "Ted's gone, boss!"

"Shut up, not the time, form a circle in the living room, don't leave any blind spots. This fucker is playing games with us, good, cause I love winning." Junior spat, as he made a sweep with his weapon, a flash-light feature having been activated.

The came a cracking noise. They did not get a chance to preapre for it.

"Ugh,"

Junior turned his head around, to see one of his men being dragged away into darkness.

He opened fire without mercy.

His man fell over dead, eyes full of horror, plugged full of holes.

A blur rushed out of the darkness, bullet followed his trail, but the monster was just one step ahead of them, and unforunately, they were in his clutches now, and his men were domino's waiting to be knocked down.

A towel tangled around one of his man's arms, jerked down hard, as knee rose up and met a ski-masked face.

The blur let go of his man, who fell down still as stone. The pale creature disappeared, before he came back out again behind another of his goons.

That pale rag he held was turning pink, it whipped and hit another man in the eye, he winced, taking his eyes off, and then came a kick so fast Junior's eyes didn't process it.

He didn't need too, to see the effect. There was a crack, and the man's head spun slightly, then feel at a 90 degree angle.

Two his men rushed forward unasked, they had known these men, worked with them all they're career criminal. They were brothers.

All the unrighteous rage they burned with meant nothing, however.

These men were big, they were strong, and experienced.

But, at the end of the day, also just bullies. They picked on the weak, always came in numbers, and sure risked they're lives on occasion, but they were not warriors.

What they were fighting wasn't either. It was a man who turned himself into a monster, and to kill a monster, you needed another monster, or a hero.

These men did not qualify.

The towel flashed again, pulling a man by the arm forward into a fist straight into the chest, there was a very wet crack, followed by wheesing. He didn't even get a chance to point his gun.

The other man did.

The towel wrapped around his hand, and jerked upwards, a score of bullets hitting the ceiling, the pale creature wrapped the towel harder around his fist, then moved behind the man, and then pulled hard.

The arm dislocated. The man screamed, falling to his knees, a kick forced him to the ground. Then came a stomp to the head, and then another, and another.

Junior grimaced at the sight, drew a bead and fired. But, the bastard was evasive and disappeared into the dark.

Junior sighed. "Outside, we're burning the house do-urgh!" He let out a strangled voice, as a towel was pulled around his neck and he was lifted off his feet.

Jaune leaned hunched behind him, pulling down on Junior neck using all of weight on a corded up towel, all while naked and covered in blood from head to toe.

"Call them off," He pulled the towel tighter. "Or, you all die." He pulled it just a bit tighter, not enough to break his neck, but enough that the big man was sure to feel it was about too. "Now." Jaune whispered, his voice hollow, inhuman.

Then he eased the pressure off, though keeping the towel around Junior's neck. The big man taking gulps of air like a he had been dying.

Which he was.

Junior feeling the pressure weaken, tried to slam the stock of his gun into the boy.

Jaune sighed, pulled the towel tightly, then with a heave spun in place, swung the towel, and therefore Junior with great effort, at the remaining men.

Junior was dead before he was even thrown, his neck broken like a cheap pencil, but his men on reflex filled the body being thrown at them with lead.

Not that it help them, as all 300 hundred pound of Junior slammed into them, knocking them to the ground in a heap.

Jaune stood over the men like a horror of a child's nightmare, like some sort of boogeyman. His eyes were dilated to the maximum in the darkness, his body dripping with blood, and his lips stretched into a thin line.

In either hand was the towel or a cheap kitchen knife.

The man struggled to get up, but they were tangled under the body and each other's limbs. Jaune snatched up a sub-machine gun, turned off the safety, and did his work.

He took a moment examining them for any sign of life, then fired again. He did not take chances on things like this.

Bright lights came on behind him, pouring in through the windows. He saw shadows move along the walls, dozens of them.

"Boss? Junior? What's going on? You get those bitches, yet?" Came a snarky feminine voice.

"Yeah, we got shit to do tonight." A near identical voice followed.

Then came in two black-hair girls in white and red outfits respectively.

"Shit." They both said in tandem upon seeing the crime-scene.

Jaune drew a bead on them, face shadowed and mostly hidden. "So, what do you thinks going to happen next?"

Then before either could react, the floor exploded. A giant ursine face with glowing red eyes staring at them, then pulled itself out.

Jaune sighed.

Of course.

------

Ren covered his face, blushing and on the verge of having a mental breakdown.

"I hate all of you." He muttered darkly.

Nora whined.

"Except, Nora."

"Oh shush, you look beautiful." Ruby said, tying Ren's hair into a braid, while Yang did his makeup.

How?! HOW?! HOW DID HE GET TALKED INTO THIS?! NORA HADN"T EVEN BEEN THE ONE TO SUGGEST IT?! Ren thought very calm and reasonably.

Blake was comparing different shades of eye shadow, while Pyrrha was going through dresses that would fit him.

They had somehow managed to take over the drama club and ransack they're closet of outfits.

The other girls had started dressing up, and then turned on him, he should have known better than to let it slip he used to play dress up with Nora.

He had been 10! It have been 7 years, and now, by forces beyond his comprehension, Yang, Blake, Ruby, and Pyrrha had exchanged looks that had said the same thing.

'If he's this cute dressed normally, how much cuter could we make him?"

He blamed Jaune for this, he wasn't sure how, but he knew this was his fault.

Not that Jaune would have been able to help him, considering Yang had grabbed him with one arm and hoisted him over shoulder without any effort on her part, something that was almost blatantly superhuman.

All it would have induced is Jaune sharing his fate, and face.

But, as the saying went, 'Misery loves company,'.

"Stop frowning, you look so much prettier when you smile." Yang said, almost like a big sister.

Ren didn't even want a big sister! Nora was enough to deal with, and took the brunt of that when he was around!

"Yeah! Smile! Smile! Smile!" She repeated like a chant, which Nora quickly nodded and repeated. "Renny smile! Renny Smile! Smile Renny!"

Internally, Ren started sweating. Is this how a cult works?

Then Pyrrha came over with a dress and devious grin. "You would look so cute in this."

Ren knew his fate was sealed with that smile.

The best he could hope for is that this wouldn't awaken anything in him.

Shit. That was a lost cause the moment Yang started tossing him around like a ragdoll.

Blake turned around to the others. "Ladies, presenting Ms. Lily Ren."

Ren blushed in his idol outfit.

"Now we can finally start our own idol group!"

"Oh oh! Let me join, I love dance numbers!" Nora begged.

"Sure!" Ruby agreed.

As they talked, Ren swore, that he'd make everyone in this room suffer. If. It. Was. The. Last. Thing. He. Did.

------

Imagine if you would.

A naked and rugged statuesque blond, running around covered in blood, while firing pot-shots at a giant-demon bear, while some hit-squad goons ran around dying.

Pretty easy, right?

Now living it, that was the hard part.

"What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck," Came one hysterical voice.

"What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck," And another one in stereo.

Jaune rushed forward, with them hung over either of his shoulders. It had been a spur of the minute decision, the Shadow-Bear had charged, and there had been a girl.

Well, Girls.

Women.

Whatever.

They were probably here to try and kill him, and if the circumstances had been slightly different, they'd be dead on the floor.

But, he also had no proof of that, and just because they were here, didn't mean he was going to let the Shadow-Bear get them. That kinda of went against what he stood for.

Plus...

Jaune turned having to peer over a very nice behind, to see the bear was very close behind him, and much, much larger than anything he had fought this far.

He needed every hand here to put it down.

"Can you shoot?" Jaune asked the girl attached to the nice rump.

"What the fuck?!" The one in a red track-suit exclaimed.

He turned to the other, the one in a white track-suit. "What about you?"

"What. The. Fuck?" She said slowly, then turn to him. "What is that?!"

"Demon-Alien-Robot-Bear thing, I don't know." Jaune answered, running past a van, which got total as the bear punched through it. Several goons got crushed.

"That's helpful!" She snarked. Jaune nodded, that was a good sign that she could make a comeback.

Bullet glanced off it's armor, but chunks of dark flesh went flying when bullet hit the black-skin.

Still, it wasn't slowing down. It'd take concentrated fire to put it down, and they couldn't do that without ... a distration.

"I have a propistion." Jaune offed.

"Oh, this ought to be good, what could possibly have to offer me right now?" Despite being carried like a sack of flour, The Girl in White managed to sound imperious and arrogant.

"Well, it's not much, but, how does a chance to live through tonight, sound?"

She blinked and considered it. "Well, considering my other options." She gestured to handful of goons barely staying alive. "I'll say you have a deal, Mr. Knight."

"Good, now, are you a good shot?"

She chuckled. "No dear, I'm more ... leg focused, Militia over there on the next shoulder over, is much more arm oriented. Mil!" She said to her babbling sister.

She kept babbling.

"Ugh, I hate when she gets like this!" The brought down her hand on her sister ass in a sharp slap, which Jaune got a great view of, which earned a sharp yelp from the babbling girl.

"What the fuck, Melanie?!" She seemed to regained her sense, noticing Jaune. "Who's this? He's hot." She smiled at him. "You come here often, Sugar?"

"Cut the horny, Sis. We need you to do some shooting." She turned to Jaune. "Not that you aren't, Dear."

Jaune shrugged. "No offense, but not the time, or place, thank you though."

He pushed the sub-machine gun into Militia's waiting hands. She took it like it was old-friend. "Oh, this has some kick to it, Junior really wanted to kill you."

"Hmm. 5/10, had better."

Melanie nodded. "Yeah, that's about right. His dad's going to pissed, though."

"Yeah, Big Hei Xiong, isn't going to take this well." Militia said offhandedly, then patted Jaune on the shoulder. "Nice knowing you. Unless, you fancy eloping?"

Jaune looked at the quickly catching up demon-bear. "Sorry, but, I have a duty to take care of. I can figure out who I'll survive tomorrow after I figure out how I'll survive tonight."

"I noticed you didn't say us." Melanie added with suspicion.

"Because, I'd die before, I'd let it get you two." Jaune added casually, bluntly, and more of all, truthfully.

Melanie and Militia looked at each other, a faint blush. "Well, thank you." Mel added.

"So, here's the plan." Jaune said. "I'm going to distract it, you gather up your boys and concentrate fire on it, go for the eyes, or concentrate on one limb until you break it off, now..." He tensed his muscles, and took a grip on the hems of they're clothes, and tossed them up into a tree just high enough for them to be caught by.

Jaune continued to run straight, while the Shadow-Bear followed hot on his trail.

The twin girls started slightly transfixed, as they realized he was quite naked.

"It's quite the view, Mel." Militia took aim with the sub-machine gun. "He's quite trusting fellow, isn't he? I could blow his pretty little head all over the lawn."

"Yes, it's quite the sight." She jumped out of the branches landing in a crouch. "But, spare me the drivel, we can figure out what to do about him after the monster's dead." Melanie said casually, before taking off at a dead sprint to her remaining men, to straighten them out.

-----

Ok, Ren thought, maybe this isn't so bad.

The boy moved in sync with the girls, though they struggled to keep up with his practiced movements.

"KEEP UP LADIES!" Ren bellowed. "Do you want to be Idols? Or do you want to be I-dolts?!"

"Idols!" The girls yelled.

"Then picked up the pace, hussies!" Ren swaying and rotating his hips like he was a gyroscope, the girls were runing out of breath, but Ren had just begun.

"1 and 2 and 3 and 4, Jazz-hands!! NORA! I DON"T SEE JAZZ HANDS!"

"I"m sorry, Renny!"

"It's Lily on stage, you dolt!"

"I'm sorry, Lily!"

"Damn right, you are! Blake shake what you momma gave you, or so help me, I will rip it off you and give it to Weiss! You know she didn't get her figure from her mama, it came from her flat-ass father!"

Blake turned to Yang, who was also struggling. "What have we unleashed upon the planet?"

Yang turned to her pale and hopeless. "Lily the Star of Vale, the conquer of worlds."

A bag dropped on the ground, as Weiss and two Brunettes walked in, one wearing sunglasses and other had large rabbit ears.

"What did you say about me?" Weiss asked icily.

Lily pointed at her, still dancing in time. "I think the bigger question is, what is it, I could say about you?" Then drew a very unflattering shape of Weiss in the air, while fluttering her (His?) eyelashes innocently.

The brunette with sunglasses took a sharp intake of air. "She's perfect."

"I think that's Lie Ren?" The rabbit-girl said, not that the sunglasses girl heard, too focused on Lily's dance and swaying mini-skirt.

'Oh boy, there she goes again.' The rabbit-girl thought, then sat down and opened a book.

It was full of nothing but pictures of the Shadow-Knight. Though, it had no pictures of Shadow-Monsters, only managing to catch him fighting criminals, or as a barely visible blur.

There was also, a second notebook, that was full of her thoughts on the Shadow-Knight.

Ranging from Height and Weight, to Goals as to why he did what he did, and where he strike next.

6'6ft was her best guess via estimations and the few pictures of him standing still next to objects of known height. His weight was around 280lbs give or take ten pounds, but some of that was definitely his gear, so taking that off, it was probably closer to 260 naked.

He was definitely a Vale born natively, as a few pictures had caught some skin, that was pale as milk, and he understood Vale's dialect perfectly from the few interactions people had with him.

There was no styles she could link to his fighting style, which she had taken to calling as Dark Chivalry, the idea of using any means necessary to protect the innocent. So, seeing as he had no true fighting style that ruled him out being a martial artist, a ex-soldier/military/mercenary, and put him in the category of either being self-trained, or someone thrown in the deep in.

Seeing as how fast he recovered from injuries that had been recorded, he had to be young and athletic and good health, it made her lean towards him being self-trained as he only showed up a year ago, so it made it all the more plausible that he was just teenager, who happened to get dragged into this by accident.

However, that was only one theory, the other was that he was secret project by a cabal of the highest members of the society, empowered to fight against some unknown, shadowy threat that could dismantle all of society, while working with several others of great power every night to fight evil.

She shook her head. "That would be ridiculous."

Fingers snapped in front of her face. "Vel, Vel, Velvet! Stop your hero-worshiping! I need your camera,"

"What for Coco?"

Coco had a delirious look on her face, as she gestured to where Weiss was being forced into idol clothes, breathless after she was beaten in a dance off by Lily, who looked haughtily at the heiress.

"We have stars in the making! That's why, and we can take them to the top!" Coco's eyes crawled over Lily. "Or the bottom."

------

Jaune ran.

Cold, sticky sweat stuck to him, while a nearly silent monster kept pace with him, it's heavy paws making loud thumps behind him, it was as big as mini-van and weighted more, probably.

So, it had no problems crashing through ... anything. Jaune lept over fences, slid over cars, scaled brick walls, jumped ditches, and slid under dump-trucks.

It kept pace.

By effortlessly crashing through anything and everything in it's path, it's red eyes focused entirely on the pale human in front of it. To catch and rip him apart.

In the dark, it was nearly invisible, aside from it's bone plating and red eyes, but even those could be hidden in the dark. It was a near-perfect killing machine.

Jaune kept running though, feet leaving bloody footprints behind him, running barefoot this entire time. Blood dried across the rest of his body, thankfully none his own, but bruises lined him all over from all the rocks and pieces of debris that hit him.

Still he kept running, he done his best to limit damage, to minimum success, but he had at least kept it from going through any houses. Though, he still felt sour that this was happening at all.

Jaune had a goal in mind, though.

Smiling, ahead was an army of orange cones and yellow caution tape.

Ahead was the ugly decaying body of a concrete building, a old office building condemned to death.

Along with plenty of hazards to one's life, including a unliving shadow demon.

Ducking underneath the tape, Jaune vaulted over railing into the site, bloody feet hitting packed dirt, and he winced, but kept moving.

The shadow-monster barreled through, making a bull in a china-shop look absolutely sad by comparison.

He made a be line towards the rebar, knocking over buckets of nails, bolts, anything that might slow it down, or do some damage.

Daring to peek behind, Jaune was disappointed and slightly horrified to see the nails mostly crushed into the ground, other than a few lucky ones that impaled into it's paws, not it notice or cared.

'Stupid lack of blood and internal organs.' He thought cursing the monster.

Swing past a street post, Jaune turned too fast for the monster, with that much weight it lacked the ability to turn on the dime like he could, and it kept going forward.

Straight into a foot-think concrete wall.

It punched straight through, going beyond into it, leaving a gaping hole into the decrepit building, small bits of concrete falling from the edges, leaving a dark mouth into the body of the building.

Jaune peered in, noticing that the line of destruction just kept going. Then he saw cracks begin to spread over the walls, and the building started to shutter, it's top floors sagging.

"Crap." Jaune muttered, then ran grabbing some sharp looking rebar nearby, saw a face mask and some safety glasses left around, and then dove behind a dumpster, as several hundred tons of building came crashing down, along with a decades of old dust and smoke exploded out.

He could feel the force in his bones, as the dumpster slid back, despite already being full of several thousand pounds of concrete, metal, and wood, pressing him against a truck.

Jaune covered his face, as smoke and dust and other unpleasant grossness hit him from under the dumpster, he felt his skin burn, and eyes water, mouth go dry, and very dizzy.

Minutes passed, and for a minute he dare to hope that it had brought down the beast.

He got up shakily, tiredly, and saw nothing but grey, dust air covering everything an a hill made of rubble.

It moved.

"Crap." Jaune sighed, forcing himself forward, clutching the rebar.

An armored head forced it's way out of the junk, it was thankfully, damaged, finally.

Half of it's face was gone.

It pulled out the rest of it's body, it's armor was cracked, and there was glass, metal, and rock stabbing all over it's body. It was also missing a front leg the same side where it's face was gone.

It looked like shit, and Jaune smiled with malice, feeling like he actually had a pretty decent chance of taking it on now.

Then frowned, looking at all the rubble, and then at his bleeding barefoot. He was just asking for tetanus, or worse, now, wasn't he?

If he tried running through all that, he was practically asking to never recover properly. He paused. What was he if not reckless? If he didn't take this thing down, then what would happen if he didn't. Jaune was more than willing to give his life over this, so what?

But, that didn't mean he had to be dumb about this.

Jaune slammed the rebar on the ground, getting the monsters attention. "Over here, fatso!" Jaune bellowed.

It turned to him groggily, as though it was surprised he was alive too.

Keeping up the pace, Jaune swung again and again at the dumpster, he was going to keep monster him no matter what.

Turning to him, it moved at much more sedate pace than before, losing a leg does that to you, but still fast enough to turn him to mush.

Stopping his banging, Jaune turned the rebar in hand like a spear, then hurled it, at it's remaining eye.

It moved like dodging was an alien thought to it, it had never dodge in it's life, well, unlife, so it wasn't going to stop now.

Of the five feet of rebar, half of it buried into it's skull.

This didn't deter it in the slightest, as it kept moving where Jaune was.

Then turned to where Jaune was going, it might not be able to finely track him, but it's monstrous nature still allowed it to sense negative feelings.

Jaune, calm as he was, internally was burning vividly with all the dark elements of mortal-kind.

It charged again.

Jaune dodge, moving to it's blindside. Striking the other rebar into it's stump, digging the metal pole into it's red inside.

Not that it seemed to bother it, and now, Jaune was unarmed.

He thought he could hear voices, as he dodged under a paw.

The boy pulled back, taking stock of the creature, and noticed the rebar he thrown into it's head, and looking for any other weapons.

He thought he heard the voices getting closer, and did he hear a car?

There was no other weapons, but ... what if?

Jaune grabbed a rock, and jumped up, grabbing it by the shoulder, hauling himself up single handedly. The monster bucked and shook, but Jaune clinged on, it jumped and then charged, it wasn't panicking, it wasn't capable of that.

It was, however, clueless on what to do. It never had been climbed on before.

Jaune grabbed it by the ear, steadying himself, not wanting to fall and get crushed by it's paws, brought his arm back, and then brought the rock down on the rebar.

It went in just a bit further. Jaune smiled, then did it again, his hand stung as he did it, but the rebar went in inch by damn inch. Jaune wasn't sure what he hoped to achieve by doing this, it had no organs, but it was better than nothing, maybe though, it would do something, maybe it'd do just enough damage for it to fall apart.

Then the bear suddenly stopped, it had slipped, Jaune realized, those palls he had thrown around earlier had done they're work, and now it feel prone on the ground, and all the remaining force it had left went into a unwitting victim.

Jaune.

It flung him through the air, out of the demolition zone and a dozen yards out. By luck, or by some sort of divine intervention, he hit soft grass instead of rough concrete, finally stopping as he landed in the bushes.

He rose slowly, bleeding from scratched. "Today, pfft" He spat out some grass and leaves. "Sucks."

A car then pulled up next to him, where four familiar faces, each armed with a sub-machine gun stared at him.

He gave a salute. "Howdy, Ladies. Mind giving me a hand?"

Amber gave him a worried smile, and nodded. "Get in the back, please."

Jaune obliged, sitting in-between Vernal and Militia. "At this rate, you're never going to get my blood out of your car," He turned to Militia. "At this rate, she'll be the prime suspect of my murder, instead of you, or your sister."

She chuckled. "She'd be a great patsy,"

"Hey!"

Vernal nodded. "Yeah, she would, she can not speak in public to saver her life."

"Vernal!"

Militia shrugged. "Anyway, we can worry about that after, we get down with thing."

Jaune nodded. Sounded good to him.

The bear was still laying down when they got there, it seemed like it didn't have the strength to get up anymore, likely do to not having the support of it's front let, or enough sense to figure out how to do so.

Jaune got out, gesturing to it's head. "Focus fire there, don't stop until I say so, ready? Go."

Shadow-Bear didn't have any last thoughts or words, it wasn't that aware. Though, even if it did, the amount of lead being pumped into it's head, wouldn't let get think past one syllable.

Jaune held his hand up. "Alright, that's good." He said, the body already disappearing, everything stuck into it's body was falling to the ground, held up by nothing, and not even stained.

He peered into the car, seeing the clock. 12am.

Smiling at the girls, he asked. "Anybody up for breakfast?"

----

Flying over the sky, Red blushed, the other girls did too. They had gotten a bit too caught up in they're idol training, now they were late for patrol.

Who had known Ren, uh, uh, Lily she meant, internally fearing her wrath, could be such a demanding task master?

"My feet hurt," Red whined.

"My back hurts." Yellow added.

"I need a aspirin." Black added.

"My ego needs a band-aid" White said sadly.

"I feel fine." Crimson said pleasantly, getting a quartet of glares.

Things were slight for a moment.

"I blame Jaune for this." Red added, to a course of nods from the rest of the magical girls.

"Yeah, he is to blame," Blake continue. "Who knew he was keeping back two such monstrous forces, no wonder he's tired." She paused. "I always assumed it was drugs."

The rest nodded, then paused uncomfortably. "Ok, good to know I wasn't the only one who thought that." Yellow said. "Not that I think that now, he's a saint as far as I'm concerned, since he holds back Nora and Lily from the rest of the world."

"Definitely," White agreed. "I take back every bad rumor I started about him."

Crimson gave a chilling glare at White. "Is that so?"

White hid behind Red, who was also glaring at her, so she then hid Yellow. "I am sorry, I'll apologize tomorrow."

"Yes, you will." The two girls said eerily in tandem.

"It's not like he noticed, though!" That gave the girls pause.

However.

"That excuses nothing." Black said after a moment. "Like you can't go around saying he has a mammoth trunk down there. That'll ruin his chances with getting any good women."

White's mouth hung open, silent in shock.

Then added. "That's not one of mine, in fact, I thought one of you started it. To you know, make him get with a loose women to ruin his reputation ... more so. Actually, that would probably improve it."

"So, if none of us started it, who did?" Yellow asked.

Red rose a hand. "I didn't, but I heard it from the boys as they're were coming out of the locker room, I heard never seen anybody look so defeated." She also didn't put two and two together till now, then she blushed. "Oh."

Yellow blushed. "Oh."

"Oh." Black repeated.

White stared far into the distance. "Oh."

"Oh." Crimson added, though internally she yelled 'Jackpot,'

They stopped for a moment. Then White continued. "Could you imagine how much damage those two could do with our powers?"

Yellow paused thinking. "Oh, you mean Lily and Nora? Yeah, that would be insane, the world wouldn't survive!"

"And, Ms. Purple says we're bad," Red added.

Black nodded. "We really are the best option."

Crimson stared off into the distance, looking at a drifting cloud of dust.

The other girls noticed.

Then Yellow added. "When did we do that?"

[runephoenix6769]

“What is with the Blake / Yang hate this week? Folks seem particularly fired up.” I asked this question on a forum because of something I’ve noticed the last few days on discussions about Blake and Yang/Bumbleby/shipping in general. I keep seeing the same answers.  “It ruins the team’s dynamic.”

Welp, I’m pretty certain none of those people would say that Raven/Tai and Tai/Summer ruined the team’s dynamic. Or that Ren and Nora are currently  ruining the team’s dynamic.  What is this holy than thou crusading to protect the sanctity of the team dynamic? Rwby has always been first and foremost about interpersonal relationships. It’s what drives the actual plot. Character growth, failing relationships/friendships. How they change over time, either to grow or crumble. 

“It’s being shoehorned in, for fanwank.” How? How is it being shoehorned in? Give me a narrative breakdown as to where/how/when this occurs? Compare it to the Sun/Blake narrative and show me the glaring differences between the Yang/Blake narrative to prove that bumbleby was never planned yet blacksun was?  (Sidenote. Anyone that has been asked to do this on the forum has yet to do it.)

“Yang showed interest in boys.”“ Yes, yes she passed comment once. In vol 1 episode 1. 8 VOLUMES AGO. She has shown not a lick of interest in guys since. Its almost as if she’s like any normal 17 year old girl who is growing into adulthood and figuring herself out, who might be realising her interest in Blake isn’t strictly platonic and is trying to navigate that whilst also grappling with what that means with regards to their friendship. And dealing with an over arching situation that is, ya know, potentially the end of the world as they know it.  It’s about two years in universe, right? Which is about right of an amount of time for what its happening between them to play out. It only feels like longer to the audience because, well, its taken 8/9 years to tell the story up until that point. 

“The Fans are too loud/vocal/come on too strong.” Ok, this one I agree with, we are loud and vocal and that might come across as coming on strong  (here’s a huge) BUT, there is actually a genuine explanation for why it seems that way.   If you really think about it, objectively. 

Hear me out.  Fans are excited about the potential representation we don't otherwise usually get in media. I mean, if you have 10,000 pieces of media and only ONE of them represents lgbtq people, of course we’re gonna be excited and talk about the ONE quite a bit with others who are like us. This might also be the first time we’ve seen anything like this, or seen ourselves represented in a somewhat positive light. It stands to reason that the other 9999 pieces aren't going to hold our attention as much, esp if its the same hetero romance played out a bajillion times before, right? I mean, if you have a group of people who are constantly represented in the 9999 other shows, their voices are going to spread thinner, right? They aren’t going to be gathered all on one place, talking about the same thing because there are 9999 other choices to connect them to other people. They aren’t going to care as much if their straight ship happens/doesnt happen 

“Hey, I can move onto another piece of media that is churned out by the status quo. No big deal.”

Hetero romances are ten a penny. Flick through netflix, hulu, crunchy roll etc.  Where as if you have a group of people who are only represented in ONE show out of the 10,000 those people are going to gather in one place to connect with others and its only going to seem like they are louder due to the densely packed space.  These same people have been majority silent about the other 9999 pieces of media as their voice isn't usually represented in a positive light - being queer characters are usually brutally murdered or sidelined. (Thankyou Hays Code.)- or not even represented at all. (Bury Your Gays is a trope for a reason, folks.) And we are NEVER the titular characters. We’ve been living on crumbs and subtext for decades! Not to mention showrunners who actively queerbait the hell out of us for ratings and viewership. The almighty Pink Pound as its often referred to in business. “But why do they have to make them gay?” You’re not made gay, you’re born gay. It just takes longer for some people to realise than others. It can be a gradual realisation. And this is quite possibly the case with Yang/Blake, slowly coming to realise their own burgeoning sexualities and attraction to each other.

”Why do they have to be gay?” They don't need a reason to be queer! They just are! Queerness is only a part of a person, not their everything. It’s actually quite refreshing to see Yang/Blake being portrayed as much more than their potential sexuality.  Ask yourself, ‘Why does a character have to be straight? And why doesn’t a straight character have to constantly reaffirm their sexuality? Why is ‘straightness’ assumed by default?’ Heteronormativity, is something that has been perpetuated by decades of media. (helped by the Hays Code with its out of date moral code. To be other is to be punished within the narrative.) That straight is the default setting. It’s not! We exist! Everywhere! We always have and we are going to talk to each other about it when we see a glimpse of ourselves represented in what has been a relative Sahara Desert when it comes to queer content were we are not villainised.   “The romance is detracting from the plot.” Two seconds ago, people were claiming that the romance was none existent. Which is it? But Nora and Ren’s romance that is being held up as a mirror to bumbleby is fine? That Jaune relentlessly pursuing Weiss was perfectly ok. Neptune openly hitting on female characters is fine. 

“I don’t have a problem with LGBT. I just don’t want it forced down my throat.” Again, out of 10,000 pieces of media, this is just ONE show. Nobody is forcing anyone to watch it or participate.  Queer people have had to stomach literal 100′s of years of straight media forced upon them. Since the very conception of the written word and narrative storytelling. In plays, theatre, art, music, tv, film, on billboards, advertising, in places of education and learning etc etc. Queer people are bombarded with it whilst also being surrounded by negativity towards queerness. 

“They are shoving it down my throat!” part two Is hand holding, compassion and expressing concern for another person and comforting them somehow offensive? Renora kissed, not a problem. Arkos kissed, not a problem. Show me in the sand where the line is drawn. What is the difference? Please explain this to me? Why is the expression of queerness somehow offensive? Is this because decades of media have perpetuated the false idea that all queer people are sex crazed perverts? That you’ve been groomed into thinking that queer sexuality is only based in the act of sex itself? That queer sexuality couldn’t possibly be similar to heterosexuality in its expression?

That it couldn’t possibly be about attraction, emotional, mental and maybe one day blossom into physical between two consenting adults, a pure expression of love the exact same as heterosexuality. 

That some how queer love stems from some sort of deviancy or mental health issue. That queer people are some how bad or evil, and therefore their expression of affection is wrong? Oh, I wonder where those beliefs have possibly stemmed from?  “Why are they in my face?” part three.  50% of of the titular cast are potentially queer. Blake and Yang. But if you look at the overall cast ensemble that runs at minimum 16 any given volume, that’s a measly 12.5% (prolly a lot smaller if you actually counted the whole cast that appears in rotation each volume) Also, someone did the math. Blake - a titular character- actually has less spoken lines that Jaune. ffs. B&Y spent neatly a whole two volumes of 8 apart. 25% of the narrative as it stands on entirely different continents. 

I fail to see how it being in someone’s face could be the case.

  “I just don't see it!”

That’s ok and perfectly valid But listen when people who have lived this experience are telling you that their experience is being portrayed on the screen. That they see themselves being represented.  OK, This completely got away from me. In conclusion. They are more straight people than queer people and media often reflects that.   We are usually the silent minority, we are sick of it but we are used to it and we are very excited that things seem to be finally changing.

It’s two characters in an large cast in ONE show out of 10,000. Its a piece of media that, for a change, hasn’t been 100% curated for straight people.  We are often not allowed to play in the sand box and if we are, we’re told to play with the broken toys, be grateful and quiet. So when we are given a sandbox to play in with new unbroken toys, we are gonna dog pile in there and make a ruckas, calling our friends over. What I’m trying to say is, it’s gonna get rowdy.  and here’s something to think about.  “When you are used to privilege, equality feels like deprivation.”  

[linkman447]

Then the most dangerous woman on remnant appears

Queen arc: you with me

She drags the immortal witch into another room

2 hours later

Salem come walking out of the room: I find these terms agreeable

Queen: I’m glad you agree

Jaune: what happened

Salem: oh your mine but in order for that to happen I must accept the concubine’s

The girls: we have names

Salem: what ever

Queen: let’s celebrate well you all celebrate I’m going home jaune you never had a little sibling so ima work on that

And she’s gone

Jaune: she must never know dad got hit in the nuts and can no longer have anymore children

Salem: oh so that’s why she asked for that potion

Jaune while a little dense is pretty quick on things: oh damn well congratulations dad and I’m sorry about your pelvis

Jaune the only human in school

Jaune: wow look at this place it’s huge

Yang (cow Faunus): oh ya my girls are

Ruby (wolf Faunus): yang he will be my mate

Blake (still a cat): no arc-sama will belong to the belladonnas

Weiss (swan Faunus): no the elegant schnees shall be the ones to get the prized human male

Pyrrha (fox Faunus): hi jaune

Jaune: oh Pyrrha right my mom said you’d be here

Nora (bear): look renny a human maybe if we catch him he’ll give us his pot of gold

Ren (snake): Nora that’s leprechauns not humans

Nora: oh right

[dragonotaku-justineverything]

Jaune was asked to be the photographer in Jessica's Cinder shoot, and he was more than happy to see her in a bikini at the Beacon pool. When they were done, her method of payment was laying back on a pool chair as Jaune fucked her breasts and splattered her face wit cum. The real Cinder was quite jealous.

So here’s my first attempt at a real smut/non sfw written piece with Jessica Nigri. I’m actually very nervous about posting this. I’ve been working on this for a while, constantly debating if I should even do it the entire time. I really hope this doesn’t make me look like a creep, but I also really wanted to finally try writing more raunchy stuff with Jessica Nigri. 

But I put too much work into this to just NOT post it, so I guess we will all  see how this first one goes and whether or not I’ll do anymore. 

I’ll also be posting this to my Archive of Our Own account HERE.

So you all have been warned, what follows is a sort of one-shot (for now) smut piece of Jessica Nigri. You don’t enjoy stuff like that, you don’t have to read past this point.

*SNAP* *SNAP* *SNAP*

The gorgeous Jessica Nigri stretched her arms out over her head and let out a throaty moan. She was currently standing waist deep in the pool in the backyard of her house. Her stretch also ‘unintentionally’ pushed out her chest, making her red and gold bikini strain to keep her well endowed chest contained. She opened her eyes, revealing that her irises were gold instead of brown, and looked over at Jaune who was so kind to offer to be her cameraman after her usual photographer bailed on her just that morning. 

She ran her hands through her hair, which was now raven black instead of her usual blonde, and held that pose for the next set of pictures Jaune was going to take.

*SNAP* *SNAP*

Jaune, to his credit, did a great job at focusing on just taking the pictures and doing his job. It wasn’t easy. It got hard to maintain focus when Jessica started to pose more and more provocatively. He didn’t stare, but he had to check the pictures to make sure they were okay. With seeing so many sexy pictures, he couldn’t help the hard on that formed in his white swim trunks. He did the best he could to conceal it, but it was pointless.

Jessica saw the bulge forming from the start. She wasn’t offended or disgusted. She know the effect she had on guys and even some girls. She knew Jaune wasn’t a pervert, he just genuinely thought she was very attractive. That made her smirk a little proudly. It was nice knowing he thought she was pretty not just because she had big boobs.

*SNAP* 

Jessica stopped posing and relaxed her body. She sighed and moved towards the stairs of her pool. As she started getting out, she looked to Jaune. “Alright Jaune, I think that’s plenty to work with. Thanks again so much for helping me out on such short notice.”

Jaune looked up from the camera screen, a bit startled by Jessica’s sudden voice. “Y-you sure? We could get a few more if you want.”

“Nah it’s fine. You’ve already taken at least 200 already. Put down the camera and I’ll go inside to get you your money.”

Jaune lowered the camera to waist level, but quickly waved his hand to dismiss Jessica’s. “No no, you don’t need to pay me. I was happy just to help out a friend.” 

Jessica dramatically rolled her eyes at his dismissal. Seriously, he could really be too nice for his own good. “Jaune, I’m serious! You took four hours out of your Saturday off from Beacon to come down to Vale and help me with my shoot. I’m paying you.”

Jaune just sighed loudly. “Jessica, you don’t need to do that.”

Jessica grabbed a towel and started drying off her lower body as she fired back, “I know I don’t have to, but I want to.”

“I’m serious Jessica.”

“So am I.”

The bickering between the two friends continued for a few more minutes with the same pattern. Jessica would insist that Jaune take money from her, and he would decline each and every offer. 

Their ‘argument’ finally ended when Jaune yelled, “I’m not taking your money Jessica!”

Jessica just groaned in frustration. She was getting really annoyed now. How selfless (or stubborn) do you have to be not to accept money you did a job to earn?!  She huffed, blowing a strand of her now black hair off to the side, and crossed her arms under her ample chest. When her girls got pushed up a little because of that, she looked down at them. Then she got a naughty little idea.

“Oh alright, fine Jaune. You don’t have to take my money.”

Jaune sighed in relief. He didn’t like bickering with his friends, especially over something as silly as this. He knows he did earn the money, but he just wouldn’t feel right taking money from his friends. “Thank you Jessica, I just don’t like tak-”

“You can just fuck my big tits instead~.”

Jessica had barely finished saying her newest offer when Jaune promptly froze and turned bright red. The camera slipping from his stiff fingers jogged some life back into Jaune. He fumbled with the camera a few times before getting a solid grip on it again. He rigidly turned to look at the beautiful woman who just made his heart stop. She looked very amused with Jaune’s panic. She wasn’t laughing out loud, but her golden eyes lit up while her upper body shook a little with laughter that she was holding back with tightly shut lips.

It took a minute, but Jessica finally reeled in her shaking and Jaune managed to calm down his blush a little. Now instead of it being his whole face, only his cheeks and ears were red. 

Jessica spoke first, her lips in a wide and somewhat smug grin. “Wow. That was quite the-*snrk* reaction, ha ha ha.” 

“W-well c-can you blame me!?” Jaune defended himself. “Y-you can’t just go making jokes like that! H-how did you expect me to react!”

“I wasn’t joking.” 

…

Jaune’s head tilted to the side, the blush on his face being replaced with a look of confusion. “Huh?”

“I was serious. I’ll give you a boobjob.”

Jaune had zero idea how to respond to that. 

So instead, his jaw just went slack and hung open in disbelief. Jessica did him a favor and stepped closer to him. She raised his jaw up with one slender finger on his chin to close his mouth. She slid her nail lightly along the underside of his jawline back towards his ear and then up towards his chin again, flicking her finger off when she ran out of track to follow. The small smirk still on her lips, she asked, “So how do you wanna go about it?”

Jaune sputtered while the red coloring flowed back to his entire face, before managing to speak. “Jessica! How could you say something like that?!” 

“What’s the big deal?”

Jaune looked away sheepishly. “Y-you shouldn’t throw your body around like that. I-it’s not right. Your body isn’t something to use like a tool. Especially not for payment.”

Jessica’s brow scrunched up a bit in confusion, before her eyes lit up with realization.“Oooooh, Jaune you’re-” Jessica stopped herself and thought for a bit. He thought that she was offering her body just to pay him back for his help. ‘Oh for the love of-!…Jaune, why do you have to be so sweet and cute, but sooo dense! Okay, blunt it is.’ “Okay Jaune, how about this. I’m going to tell you, very clearly, what I meant by what I said.”

“O-okay?”

“I WANT you to fuck my tits.” Before Jaune could make a sound at hearing this new revelation, Jessica continued. “You weren’t the only one who couldn’t help sneaking a few glances.” 

Jaune’s brow raised in confusion. “W-wha?”

Jessica grinned almost hungrily at him. She bit her glossy lower lip and moved her index finger to point down several times. “Those white trunks of yours aren’t that great at hiding anything~.”

Jaune’s eyebrows scrunched together a bit in confusion. He looked down to see what she was referring to, and promptly turned red.

Jaune had apparently gotten a bit distracted by Jessica because he had completely forgotten about the stiff problem in his trunks and stopped trying to hide it some time ago. Well that problem hadn’t gone down in the least. Jessica’s proposition hadn’t helped either. His boner had shifted and started pressing into the front of his trunks full force, making a bulge that no one could miss.

“So what do ya say~?”

Jaune’s attention shot back up to Jessica. While he was looking down at his own crotch, she had moved very close to him. So close they were almost touching. Jaune had to tilt his head a bit to look down at her. He accidently looked down a little too far though and ended up staring directly down her cleavage since her wonderful, bountiful chest was only an inch away from touching his.

As much as Jaune wanted to, he couldn’t look away. 

Jessica noticed that he was staring again almost immediately. With a smirk, she quickly bounced on the balls of her feet several times, getting her tits to bounce and jiggle beautifully in her tight red bikini top. Jaune’s eyes stayed locked on them. 

“You wanna see if my big girls can help out with your little friend down there~?” Jessica’s eyes had a teasing glint, not that Jaune noticed. He just nodded his head to say yes, or he was still tracking her bouncing tits. Either way, both were good enough for Jessica. She gently took his hand and led him over to the closest pool chair next to a small glass table. 

Jessica turned around and sat down on the soft, yellow cushion on the chair. She had to admit it felt pretty nice against her ass cheeks since it was warmed under the sun all day. She brought hands up to undo the knotted string on Jaune’s swim trunks and gently slid them down. The white trunks dropped to Jaune’s ankles, the man’s breath hitching when they did, and it was Jessica’s turn to stare.

Jaune’s very, very hard cock sprung free, no longer being confined in those trunks that now looked way too small to Jessica. ‘How did they manage to keep this dick contained? It has to be a good seven inches at least!’ The seven inch monster in question stood directly out from Jaune’s crotch, completely rigid and with the head aimed directly at her face.

Jessica stared down the shaft of the huge cock, not blinking. She inched her face closer to it briefly, but she pulled back just before her lips touched it. As much as she might want to, that wasn’t the deal. ‘There will probably be another time for that anyways~.’ Jessica heard Jaune whimper though when she pulled away. She glanced up at him with a small smirk. “Don’t worry Jaune, you’re gonna get something else. I think it will be even better too~.”

Jessica swung her legs up onto the lawn chair and scooted back on it. She arched her back and pushed out her chest before laying down against the inclined backrest. She reached over to the glass table and picked up the bottle of sunscreen that was on it next to her scroll. She hadn’t used it for the shoot, but it was always nice to be prepared for anything. After all, she was about to get some great use out of it now.

She flicked open the lid and turned it over right above her tits. She stared directly at Jaune with complete confidence as she squeezed the bottle and felt the chilly white cream landed all over the top and into the valley of her cleavage. For a good five seconds, Jessica just kept layering up the sunscreen. Finally the long, white stream from the bottle ended with a small pouf. She closed the lid and put it back down on the side table next to the chair. She jokingly cleared her throat and looked back to Jaune. 

With a smile, she grabbed her own tits, almost slamming her hands down on the soft D cup mounds, still covered by her bikini top. Jaune unconsciously let out a high pitched noise when he saw those big mounds flatten a bit under her hands. His eyes stayed locked on her big tits as her hands slowly began to roll them around. The large amount of sunscreen on top of and in between them slowly began to get spread around every inch of her flawless skin, especially in the wonderful valley between her boobs.

Her smooth, tan skin was soon covered in obvious white streaks from the sunscreen being rubbed in just a little bit. The bikini top she was wearing also shifted and Jaune could just start to see the darker skin of her areolas, and her hard nipples pressing against the fabric. 

“That should be enough.” Jessica stopped playing with her own tits and ran her slightly messy hands down her slim waist. She laid back against the back of the lawn chair and pushed her chest out. “Well Jaune, feel free to start whenever you come back to your senses~.”

While Jaune was indeed very distracted by her erotic show just now, he was still very aware of what she said. He hesitantly took a small step out of his swim trunks and closer towards the chair she was laying on, his shins now touching the frame of it and completely naked. A part of him still wanted to decline, another part even wanted to say he’d just take the money now, but those were both very small in comparison to the part of him that wanted what was being offered right in front of him. 

Jaune carefully raised his right leg and climbed onto the chair as well, his knees pressing down on the cushion on either side of Jessica’s thighs. He slowly scooted his knees forward and soon had his hard cock positioned above her chest. He looked down at her, then realized he was still holding the camera. With one hand, Jaune reached over and set it down on the same table that the sunscreen bottle was on. 

With his hands now free, he grabbed the top of the chair’s back above Jessica’s head. He lowered his hips to position his cock at the bottom of her boobs under the middle bikini strap. He looked at Jessica to make sure it was okay. Their eyes locked and Jessica bit her lower lip as she nodded. Without any more hesitation, Jaune slid his cock head into her vast cleavage.

His cock head hit the skin in between her tits and slid up inside with ease, getting both of them to shiver a bit. Jaune pushed his cock all the way through and pulled his hips back. Within seconds, Jaune had started a steady rhythm of fucking Jessica’s tits. Jaune continued to hump into her cleavage, already loving the amazing feeling enveloping his cock from the incredibly soft pillows enveloping his shaft. 

Jessica was also enjoying herself. She looked down from Jaune’s blushing face to her cleavage. She was greeted by the sight of the head of Jaune’s cock popping out, now slick with white sunscreen too. She was pretty impressed that it was big enough to do that. She could also feel just how hot and hard his shaft was. ‘Fuck, it feels like a metal rod! Let’s see how he likes this though~.’

While Jaune did already seem to be in paradise, Jessica decided to make it just a bit more… interesting for him~.

With a smirk, she moved her hands back up to her tits and pushed them together. Jaune gasped as the soft tits that were around his cock started to squeeze down, rubbing the cock between them even more. He stopped moving just to get used to the new tightness. Jessica chuckled as she heard the man above her gasp, letting her know that she made a good move.

Jaune started rolling his hips forward once again, this time needing more force to push into her slick cleavage. Pretty soon, his rolling turned into full on thrusting. Jaune was now literally just fucking her tits without a second thought, letting out small grunt and groans as he did so. His grunts almost drowned out the slick ‘plap’ing sound of his cock pumping in and out between her slippery tits as he thrusted away.

Those weren’t the only noises being made though. Alongside Jaune’s grunts, his cock’s slick ‘plap’s, and Jessica’s own moans and giggles as she watched Jaune eagerly thrust away between her sensitive tits, was a creaking sound coming from the rocking chair they were on. With Jaune’s harder thrusting, the chair had started shaking quite a bit. Jaune had also tightened his grip on the back of the chair, unknowing pulling it towards him with his thrusts. Jessica felt the rocking, but thought nothing of it.

Until Jaune pulled so far that the back of the chair slipped out of the slot keeping its back inclined. 

“Aaaah!”

With a surprised yelp, Jessica fell back with the chair. She let out a small “Oouf!” as the chair flattened out. It now looked more like a skinny bed. 

“Jessica?! Are you okay?”

Jessica, now laying flat on her back, looked back up to Jaune who was propped above her. He looked at her worriedly and had stopped his thrusting. She smiled and nodded. “Yup! I’m all good. Actually, this position might be better~.” Her hands squeezed and rolled her tits around Jaune’s cock, enticing him to continue. “Though, I still haven’t gotten your white stuff on my tits~. So keep going~.” 

Jaune looked at her for a second, but once he saw that she really was okay, he started rocking his cock back into her cleavage again. A few seconds later and he was back to thrusting between her tits as quickly as he had been. The new position they were in was definitely making it a lot easier for him to fuck the sexy cosplayer’s tits.

Jessica didn’t stop helping her girls rub his dick either. Her hands still firmly pushing them around Jaune’s shaft, even sinking her fingers into them a little, making her moan along with Jaune. She glanced over at the table next to them, thinking about pouring some more sunscreen on to help things get really messy, when something else caught her attention.

She saw her scroll though the glass. Seeing that it was more within her reach than the sunscreen bottle, she quickly got another idea. She moved her hand off her left tit and reached over to the table, now using one arm to keep her breasts wrapped tightly around the meaty rod fucking them. She smirked as she started her naughty little plan.

Jaune didn’t see Jessica reach for the table because his eyes were closed, just enjoying his own little paradise at the moment. For a whole minute, Jaune was only focused on pumping faster and faster into her slippery cleavage, his cock still gliding effortlessly into her deep valley. It felt too fucking good to stop now, and he wanted as much pleasure as he could get. 

His heavy balls were sliding along her stomach and slapping into her underboob at this point with how heavy his thrusts had gotten. Jaune scrunched his eyes shut even harder and let loose a guttural moan as he felt himself get right to the edge. He could feel his cock twitch and pulse as he finally hit his breaking point. 

“Fuuuuuuck! Jessicaaa!” Before Jaune even finished shouting her name, he was already unloading ropes of cum. “Uuuughfuck!” As he continued to release ropes of cum out without care, he felt absolute bliss shoot through him. Nothing could have ruined how amazing he felt right now.

For nearly a minute, Jaune kept shooting loads of his thick cum. He felt them get smaller and smaller though, and soon came to a full stop. Jaune panted heavily, coming down slowly from his climax. The best best one he’d ever had too. He slowly opened his eyes finally and looked down, and his slowly softening cock nearly shot back to attention when he did.

Underneath him was Jessica Nigri, covered in his spunk. everything from her head down to the top of her breasts was covered in thick white ropes of his cum. The sexiest part of that though was seeing her happily lick around her lips and scoop up what cum she could into her mouth, all with a sexy smirk on her glossy lips.

Jessica took her hands off her tits and started using them to scoop up cum off her face. She brought her fingers to her mouth and slowly pushed them past her lips one by one, sensually sucking them clean from cum. She moaned in the back of her throat, knowing Jaune was watching her now. 

After all her fingers were clean, Jessica parted her lips slightly and pulled her last finger out of her mouth, pulling her bottom lip down a little as it slid out. She looked straight up into Jaune’s eyes and moaned in a sultry voice. “Mmmmmm~. Delicious~.” Jaune blushed when he heard that, getting a small chuckle from Jessica.

After waiting a couple of seconds to let Jaune calm down, Jessica started to sit up, prompting Jaune to back away from her and sit down on the long side of the chair. Jessica made sure that her bikini top was still somewhat fitted on her breasts as she sat up completely, then swung her legs off the chairs side to join Jaune sitting directly next to him. She stretched her arms up  above her head with her fingers interlaced, letting out a relaxed sigh. Jaune didn’t stop himself from staring at her chest as she pushed it out.

Jessica’s arms fell back down to her side and she gently started to rub Jaune’s thigh with her right hand.  “Mmmmuuuh that was pretty hot Jaune, you have fun~?”

Jaune looked over at her, and eagerly nodded his blushing head. “Yeah, t-that was amazing Jessica.”

Jessica kept smirking and patted his thigh twice with her hand. “Well, maybe that can happen again sometime. Whaddya think of that Jaune~?”

“I’d like that. I’d like that a lot.”

“Well then, I guess we’re gonna have to try to get together more often huh~? But for now, I think I’m going to go take a shower and get cleaned up a bit. You did get me pretty messy~.” Jessica stood up and picked up her scroll. “If you’d like, I have a spare bathroom with another shower that you could use.” With that, she started to sashay towards her house with a sexy sway in her hips.

Jaune started after those swaying hips and committed them to memory. As Jessica slid her home’s backdoor open, Jaune stood up and picked up his swim trunks, covered his crotch with them and jogged to catch up to her. Jessica stepped aside and let him in first, admiring his fine ass as he walked by. ‘I’m gonna have to compare mine with his sometime~. Those are some firm cheeks~.”

With that thought, Jessica stepped into her home as well and closed the door behind them.

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Chime~

Cinder’s musing on her scroll was interrupted as she received a video message. She also groaned when she saw who it was from. “Uuugh. What does that bimbo want now?” Cinder was really tired of being annoyed by Jessica. Jessica had tried to be ‘friends’ with her at first, but now just seemed to just enjoy annoying Cinder whenever she could. Just the thought of her right now started to make Cinder feel frustrated.

“Whatever it is, it’s probably just a waste of my time.”Despite her better judgement, Cinder still opened the message from Jessica, though a bit begrudgingly. After a few seconds of loading, the video started to play and she was greeted by the sight of her ‘counterpart’ Jessica recording herself by holding her scroll out above her. Cinder could see her body was rocking slightly, but before she could even wonder why that was, the camera began to pan down Jessica’s body.

Revealing a large cock quickly pumping back and forth between her sunscreen covered breasts. 

Cinder’s head recoiled back slightly at seeing such a thing on her screen. Because she was farther away from the screen now, Cinder finally noticed that there was a small caption in a tinted dark blue line on the bottom of the video.

[I hope you like trying to catch up Cindy~. I think I have a good step up on you~.]

Cinder scoffed after reading that caption. “What on Remnant is she talking about? What could I possibly need to catch up with…. her…. on…” Cinder’s question trailed off as the camera angle panned again, completely flipping around this time. It landed on the face of a man propped above her. 

Not just any strange man either. But Jaune Arc. The Jaune Arc that she had been trying to get to fuck her for weeks, with zero results. And now here he was on her scroll screen, currently fucking this bimbo’s tits!

The video ended while Cinder was ranting in her thoughts. It started to replay on a loop, but before it played the first five seconds again, the screen went blank. Then started to show cracks as Cinder slowly crushed it in her grip. She abruptly stood up and tossed her scroll on to the bed she’d been on. 

She straightened out her red dress and started to pace towards the door. “Fine. If that slut wants to try to steal what I want, I’ll happily make her realize her mistake. You wanted me to ‘catch up’ Jessica? Well, I’ll make you regret those words.” 

With a determined fire blazing in her eyes, she left the room, slamming the door shut behind her. She didn’t pay any of the scared students she passed a second thought. She had to think of a plan of how her desired fucktoy to get back, and rub that bimbo’s face in it when she did.