#neo adam

[sparkys-ec-corner]

[mariianetto]

I want to squeeze their chubby cheeks

🥹

[the-heartbeatclocktower]

hi anyone care for a doodle of these two

[nemesis-writer]

POV- Writing for ____x reader fic

[livesunique]

Kedleston Hall, Kedleston, Derbyshire, United Kingdom,

The marble hall with its elaborate plasterwork executed to the designs of Robert Adam. The fluting of the alabaster columns was carried out in situ.

Photo: Paul Highnam/©Country Life

[ficretus]

RWBY teams get reorganized.

CRWBY: Hello RWBY characters.

Ruby: Who are you? Are you Gods?

Salem: Please tell me you are destroying the world.

Cinder: What do you mean RWBY characters? Does that mean that brat is the protagonist?

CRWBY: No, no, yes. Higher ups in Viz demanded we make some changes to the show. So we are gonna reorganize the teams based on the origin of their fairy tale allusion.

Yang: I didn't understand a single word you just said.

CRWBY: Andddd... reshuffle!

*magic poof*

TEAM GERMANY:

Ruby: Why do I no longer like strawberries and cookies?

Weiss: Take this pretzel and shut up.

Ruby: Weiss? We are still partners?

Weiss: Of course we are, nothing can separate us.

Ruby: That's great. Where are the others?

Weiss: It appears they are not German enough for our team.

Ruby: Look! There is another one of our teammates! *turns into rose petals*

Weiss: Ruby, don't jump a complete stranger like that.

Ruby: *tackles them down* Hello, I am Ruby Ro... oh.

Salem: Somehow this curse keeps getting worse.

Weiss: Scheisse!

TEAM FRANCE:

Oscar: I hope ze Ruby is my partner, hon hon hon. Ugh, what the hell happened to my voice.

Ozpin: Oscar, you are taking a dangerous route I cannot follow.

Oscar: Oz, what ze happening?

Ozpin: You are turning French. *soul gets ejected from Oscar's body*

Oscar: Nooooooo. It feels like part of me is missing now. I have a sudden urge to fill it with cheese and wi... Sacrebleu, I am really turning into ze Frenchman. I need to talk to someone, where are my teammates. *hears loud noises* There they are.

*walks up*

Oscar: Bonj... Hello, I am Oscar.

Cinder: We know who you are Farm Boy. Now, as the leader of this team...

Jaune: Who the hell put you in charge of this team?! Why are you even on this team, Cinderella story has many origins!

Cinder: Because I am Cinderella with glass slippers nimrod! Only French one has glass slippers!

Jaune: Great, I'm on the team with Pyrrha's murderer.

Cinder: Oh give me a break, they revived her. She is over there tossing Mercury. You are just salty because now there is no excuse for you not getting laid.

Oscar: Wait, why am I the only one with ze French accent?

Blake: Because you are an impressionable kid.

Oscar: Blake! You are ze here too!

Blake: *chuckles* Yes I am.

Jaune: Oh shut up!

Cinder: Make me!

Blake: How long will it take before they start making out?

TEAM ENGLAND:

Yang: Of course it's raining. Can this place get any worse?

Jax: Hello peasant.

Yang: I am gonna pretend I didn't hear that.

Jax: Me and my sister need someone to observe our polo game. Now move your arse.

Gilian: Polo? I am not playing polo with you Jax. You always rile up my horse with your Semblance!

Jax: So what? Are we suppose to just sit here and drink tea?

Gilian: I wouldn't mind that. Peasant, bring us some tea! And make sure it is Darjeeling, otherwise I might throw up.

*Yang knocks out both*

Yang: Can't pretend twice in the row.

Blake: Yang, is that you?

Yang: Blake! Where are you?

Blake: I am on the other side of the Channel!

Yang: What's going on on the other side?

Blake: Jaune and Cinder fighting... scratch that... making out. Oscar is losing himself to his French side. Toss me some fish and chips before his Frenchness fully overtakes him. You know what, throw some for me as well.

Yang: Are we suppose to be enemies now that you are French and I'm English?

Blake: Yes we are, but that's so hot.

Yang: Oh yeah. Wait, someone else is here.

Robyn: *pickpocketing Asturias siblings* No time to explain, I'm repurposing their funds.

TEAM NORDIC:

Winter: This is something new. I... I've never had a partner or team. I just hope it's not...

Qrow: Hello Ice Queen!

Winter: Branwen...

Qrow: It turns out Ice Queen is based on Snow Queen, how original.

Winter: What are you even doing here? Don't you have some other places to be, other people to bother?

Qrow: Nope, I am as Nordic as it gets. It turns out I am based on one of the Odin's messengers. Other one being... oh crap.

Raven: Hello brother!

Qrow: Raven... Don't you have some other places to be, family members to abandon?

Raven: And miss out on this? No way.

Winter: Wait a minute... You kidnapped Weiss!

Raven: Oh please, she ran into me. Can hardly count it as kidnapping.

Winter: Oh don't worry, this will hardly count as a beatdown. *draws swords*

Raven: Pfff, another Maiden to beat.

Nora: Heya Qrow, what did I miss.

Qrow: Not much kid, just some of the reasons I started drinking.

TEAM USA:

Ozpin: Come on James, don't be a buzzkill, we are doing the Wizard of Oz walk.

Ironwood: I am starting to believe that it wasn't a coincidence I tried to kill you.

Ozpin: Ha ha ha, good old James and his deadpan humor.

*walks down the road holding hands with Glynda, Theodore and Lionheart*

Adam: So, drinking alone on the sideline.

Ironwood: What are you doing here Taurus? Aren't you suppose to be on Team France?

Adam: Well, I tried. But they argued I don't count since most of my allusion comes from Disney's Beauty and the Beast. And Blake filed a restraining order... typical.

Ironwood: You know I can have you arrested.

Adam: Arrest a teammate? Who does that?

Ironwood: I do.

Adam: Fair enough. You know, I stabbed a teammate before.

Ironwood: Cheers.

Adam: Cheers.

TEAM ITALY:

Penny: *sad lonely robot noises* Wait, who is there?

Neo: *signs* It's me, Neo. *sits next to Penny*

Penny: Aren't you based on an ice cream?

Neo: *signs* It's an Italian ice cream. Do you want to be alone?

Penny: No. *shifts closer*

[razorblade180]

Adam:Zzzzz

Neo:*grabs marker*

Emerald:I wouldn’t.

Neo:*leans close*

Adam:*pulls her down* Zzzz

Neo:Agh!

Emerald:Yeah I’ve seen Mercury throw a shoe at him and it sliced in two.

Mercury:I’m still fucking pissed.

Emerald:At least he can tell the difference between an object and a person.

Neo:*struggling*

Adam:Zzzz

Neo:….

Mercury:Heh, how adorable. He’s gonna hate this. *pulls out scroll*

Scroll gets cut in half

Mercury:HOW!!?

[shadow3142]

DEUTERONOMY

[usual-pale]

it should be studied how much of an effect the art from this single issue had on neo metal fans

[didyoutrydynamite]

Cinder: *Looking out the window* Hm. Looks like Jaune and Adam are back from their shopping trip.

Neo: *Conjures subtitle* You think they got us presents? 😃

Cinder: Adam also seems to be bleeding profusely.

Neo: I didn't hear a nooooo~!

[carn-project]

Cinder's mentor took the blame for the murder of her foster family upon himself, demanding that in return she enroll in Beacon and use the skills he taught her to protect humanity. But who could have known that it would be so hard! Instead of the usual team, Cinder became the leader of a group consisting of a misanthropic faunus with a dark past and two thieves in love with each other. They are the most problematic team at Beacon. They're criminals who belong in prison. But Ozpin sees them as the hope of humanity.

This is the announcement of a new AU. For me, the first one. Today, almost ten people, including several artists, are working on the project. CARN is an illustrated fanfic, the events of which begin three years before the events of the canon.

Author: Liann

[sparkys-ec-corner]

new bodies

[redeemers-and-dragons]

Redeemers: Greenest in Flames! Part 3

Narration: *The tunnels below Greenrest is dark, damp, and filled with the echoes of skittering rats. The walls are cracked, covered in moss, and cobwebs hang from the ceiling. Jaune leads Cinder and Neo with the help of a torch, shining light on the ground to reveal any rats for either Cinder to lob a firebolt or Neo to shoot with her hand crossbow.*

Cinder: …You know, after running through a town under siege from masked men and a dragon, this would have been the last thing I thought I’d have had to do today.

Jaune: *Awkwardly chuckles* It’s certainly a change of pace, isn’t it? But hey, if it’s a job that needs doing, we gotta do it.

Cinder: *Rolls her eyes* There’s hardly any rodents around this tunnel to even warrant a “rat problem". I’m sure the fleeing refugees that are going to be running through this tunnel are not going to be too picky about a few rats.

Neo: *Is silently counting each rat she sees. With each kill, she casts an illusionary sound of a bell.* Ding... Ding…

Jaune: Well think about it this way, the real goal here is to secure the tunnel, investigate the secret entrance, and make sure it's safe for us and the villagers. Killing the rats is more of a side objective to make sure that they don’t bite someone and spread a plague in the keep.

Cinder: Fine, I’ll admit there’s importance to this task. But only if you admit that it’s bullshit that we are the ones doing it and not the guards.

Neo: *Casts Minor Illusion to conjure a voice.* “You’re just upset that I’m getting more kills than you.”

Cinder: By all means, the title of “Rat Queen” is all yours.

Neo: *Sticks her tongue out as she nails another rat.* Ding.

Cinder: Anyway, now that we have a lull in excitement, how about we take this time to become better acquainted? Seeing as the possibility of us all dying together has risen significantly.

Jaune: Grim way of pitching it, but sure. What would you like to know?

Cinder: Well , what made you want to become a paladin? No offense, but you seem a little… “too sweet,” for this kind of work.

Jaune: Oh, I guess you can say that’s because my dad is a paladin. And so was my grandpa. And my great grandpa. And my great-great grandpa…

Neo: *Conjures Minor Illusion* “Does every man in your family have to be a paladin or something?”

Jaune: N-No, not really. It’s not like it’s a mandatory thing. It just sort of made sense. I wanted to help people, and paladins help people. *Laughs bashfully* I know, I know it's a boring answer. But I can't put it any other way other than... I like to do it. It's my calling.

Cinder: Gods, you really are “sickly sweet.”

Neo: *Gags mockingly*

Jaune: *Blushes* W-Well what about you? What made you want to worship… Satan?

Cinder: *Huffs* I don’t worship Satan, Boy. I am a servant of the demonette, Lilistor. She’s an up and comer, and has gained quite the following since I came along. As for how I came to be in her employ… let’s just say I wasn’t in the position to be too choosy with how I survived. Lilistor was there when I had nothing else… *A brief moment of silence.* Enough about me, what about you Neo? What made you into the career criminal you are today?

Neo: *Shrugs before casting minor illusion* Because stealing is fun. *Fires off another bolt that sticks a rat in the rear, causing it to squeak and immediately limp into a hole in a nearby barricaded passage. Neo looks annoyed and crawls over to the hole to reach in to try and grab the rat. All of sudden she hisses in pain and yanks her arm back out, shaking her bitten hand.*

Jaune: Neo! You ok? *Goes over and checks her finger*

Neo: *Pouts with a single tear in her eye, glares at Jaune and then points demandingly at the barricaded passage.*

Jaune: Sure, I think I get it. Hold this a second. *Jaune hands her the torch and puts both hands on either side of the passage before rearing a single swift kick into the rotten wood to make a much bigger hole.*

Narration: In the dim light of the torch, a single rat lies still, with an arrow piercing its rear end. The black shadows behind it dance and twitch with the glow of hundreds - maybe even thousands - of bright red eyes, each pair of them a pinprick of glowing malice within the darkness.

Jaune: …Uh oh.

Neo: *Unable to scream, did the very next best thing, dropping her torch and jumping into Jaune’s arms like a cat running up  a tree.*

Rat Swarm: *Start surging out in a wave of vermin bodies, immediately engulfing the torch and making towards Jaune’s armored boots.* Squeaksqueaksqueaksqueak!

Jaune: *Back pedaling frantically towards Cinder* C-C-C-CINDERRRR!

Cinder: *Stares in shock for only a moment before snarling and pushing past Jaune and Neo and holding out her arm* Burning Hands!

Narration: The dark tunnel suddenly fills with flames. The sound of roaring fire and death squeal of hundreds of rats were deafening. The smell of smoke and burnt hair was overwhelming. The heat of the hellish power was scorching. After a few seconds, the fire from Cinder’s hand stopped coming forth, leaving the only light in the tunnel to be the pile of small burning carcasses.

Cinder: *Slightly out of breath* Alright, so maybe there really was a “rat problem.” You two alright?

Jaune/Neo:

Jaune: Y-Yeah. Good job. Guess all that leaves is to check the entrance. *Goes to put Neo down before suddenly being choked.*

Neo: *Holding onto Jaune’s neck like a vice, conjuring another auditory illusion.* “If you think I’m stepping on this ground after that, you have another thing coming. Carry me.

Narration: Jaune, Neo, and Cinder make their way to the end of the tunnel and find the locked grate. It’s worn and rusted, but it should be able to open with a good twist of a key or a hard knock. They can peer outside through the grating to see some overgrown foliage and the night sky.

Cinder: Hear anything?

Neo: *Shakes her head.*

Jaune: Looks like the raiders haven’t found this entrance yet. That’s good.

Cinder: *Seems pleased.* That’s very good. Now all we have to do is head back-

Bell Toll: RING. RING. RING. RING.

Cinder: What is that?

Jaune: …That’s a church bell. Something is wrong. We have to hurry back to the keep!

~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~

The Party: *The party meets back together at the highest parapet of the keep with Governor Nighthill, who is currently looking off towards the sound of the ringing bell in town.* 

Adam: What is it? Reinforcements?

Neon: Ours or theirs?

Nighthill: No. That’s the bell of the Temple of Chauntea. It must be villagers calling for help!

May: *Pulls out a periscope* I see a group of invaders surrounding it. It looks like they have a battering ram.

Jaune: We have to help them. Governor, we just secured the tunnel. What’s the fastest route to the Temple?

Nighthill: The river winds right behind the church. Follow the water and into the surrounding treeline, you should be unnoticed. Quickly, form a rescue team and get there as soon as you can!

[nemesis-writer]

POV- talking to my friends about ___x reader fic

[ficretus]

RWBY Santa headcanons 2: villain edition.

Cinder: Believes in Santa, she is pissed he never delivered her any presents when she was a kid (lights a fireplace every year in hopes of burning him)

Emerald: Doesn't believe in Santa, thinks it would be cool if he existed.

Mercury: Believes in Santa. Makes fun of Emerald for supposedly believing in Santa.

Neo and Roman: Don't believe in Santa. Ran several scams where they disguised themselves into Santa and Helper Elf via Neo's Semblance.

Adam: Doesn't believe in Santa because it's dirty human propaganda.

Watts: Doesn't believe in Santa, will look at you dumbfounded and go on a hour rant how stupid you are if you ever bring up Santa.

Tyrian: Believes in Santa, he is on top of his kill list.

Hazel: Doesn't believe in Santa, pretends to be Santa to bring presents to children.

Salem: Believes in Santa, she knows it's one of Ozma's reincarnations.