#nora PLEASE be serious for one minute

[morally-gray101]

something that really bugs me about aftg is when the twinyards switch places. but. they grew up on opposite ends of the country. they have different accents!!! andrew grew up in CALIFORNIA and aaron grew up in SOUTH CAROLINA.

like are they just really good at accents? does andrew put a little southern twang into his voice? does aaron put in hours trying to figure out andrews accent just to indulge andrews whims??? like thats so cute? why did they ever try to convince us they dont care about each other

[rachetmath]

Jaune Revenge

Winter: Ruby we found her.

Ruby: Cinder. Everyone it's time.

Yang: Ruby no-

Ruby: I have to stop her. I am the only one.

Jaune: What?

Ruby: It has to be me.

Jaune: Who the hell- who the hell decided that?!

Ruby: She is my problem.

Jaune: I know this- oh hell no she- Ruby!

Ruby: Farewell my friend. I pray that I return.

Jaune: Oh hell-

After a minute what seemed like hours of fighting.

Cinder: Yes finally.

Ruby: *barely catching her breath*

Cinder: After all this time… you finally die Ruby R-

*Boom*

Cinder: *screams in pain*

Ruby: *looks behind her* Jaune.��

Jaune: *throws the gun away and slaps Ruby across her face* The f*** is wrong with you?!

Ruby Ow.

Jaune: You really think I would let you steal my prey? My kill? After all the bull**** that b**** put me through. The f***!

Ruby: Jaune I-

Jaune: I had dreams. Dreams of when I have this b**** in my sights. As her life is now in the palm of my hands. Having her beg for forgiveness has I take what little breath she has from her now feeble hands. Oh God yes… 

Ruby: …. Um

Jaune: And have you learned nothing from your people? Penny? Pyrrha? Alyx?!

Ruby: Whoa Jaune don't be–

Jaune: Stop running off somewhere, prepared to die. We do not do 1 v 1. We jump people. It is the most effective means to win. You are not built for that kind of time. There is no shame in having a squad, especially for enemies.

Ruby: But-

Jaune: Like your uncle, he sucks. He has lost a one-on-one every time since Beacon. Winter, hit him. Tyrian poisoned him. Hazel could have ended his career.  Your uncle needed two other hunters to take Tyrian in. He even required Tyrian to fight Clover. Your uncle isn't about that action. 

Ruby: Well sheesh…

Jaune: Now you excuse me- *pulls out the sword* I will finish this.

Cinder: You weakling. You piece of crap. What are you going to do to me huh? Kill me. Don't make me laugh. You don't have the- *stab in her arm* Ah! *mouths is covered*

Jaune: Oh no Fall maiden, we are just getting started. 

Cinder: *scared*

Nora: Ruby, sorry we’re late but-

Cinder: *screams in agony* My legs! My legs!

RWBY: *shock*

Jaune: Nah-nah we ain't done yet. This is for Pyrrha.*beats Cinder down*

Cinder: *yells in pain* Help me! Help me! Ruby help me! Please!

NERO: *scared*

Jaune This one's for Penny! *Stab Cinder's chest*

Cinder:  *screams*

Jaune: *healing and stabbing Cinder repeatedly* No, you gonna feel this. Yeah. Yeah!!

NPRA: *Summer and Alyx are shocked while Pyrrha and Penny fist pump*

RHAW: *Glad they never met Jaune*

Adam: Oh it was good that I didn't try to fight him on the train.

Hazel: Even though I know I can beat him…. It scares me that he could have a chance of killing me himself. 

Ironwood: Oh so he finally learned. Thank God. 

Clover: Sir please-

Ironwood: We died because of these kids, Clover, I have a right to be like this.

Cinder: No. No. Not my eye. Not my last eye, please! *screams as her eye is pulled out*

Salem: *watching from a far* Oo she will die. Not my problem.

Jaune: *exiles* 

Cinder: *dead* 

Jaune: Finally. And Oscar.

Oscar: Um… yeah-yeah what is it?

Jaune: Are you Ozpin now?

Oscar: N-no. Nope. I'm still here.

Jaune: Your girl. Your problem. I am tired of being the third wheel. The seventh wheel really.

Weiss: I mean -

Jaune: Figure out what you want in life then we'll talk.

Emerald: Oh my God I have maiden powers. I was Cinder’s last thoughts. I-

Jaune: *readies his sword*

Emerald: Jaune-Jaune calm down. We are good. We are good. Best behavior.

Jaune: You damn right b****.

Emerald: Jesus what have you been through on that island?!

Jaune: Isolation is a b****!

Cinder: *in hell and curled up in a ball*

Rogue: How was your freedom as a slave?

Cinder: Shut up. And why are you here?

Hazel: Are you serious? He left you unsupervised, and in a family where you were put through extreme work conditions to survive. 

Adam: You were a slave and the only thing he did was train you. 

Roman: He didn't even get you out. He abandoned you. He is a monster.

[piratefalls]

welcome back to the latest edition of biweekly fic recs! as always, mind the tags, if you can't leave a nice comment don't leave one at all, and happy reading!

masterlist.

There's No Problem That San Diego Can't Solve by @historicallysam

Alex doesn’t even bother knocking; he simply twists the knob on the door and shoves it open. His eyes narrow as the door bangs against the wall and he sees Henry on the phone. Maybe (definitely) it’s rude but his blood is fucking boiling so he doesn’t really care.

All the Ocean was Sleeping by @sparklepocalypse

The worst part about being a siren in the modern era, Henry ponders as yet another ship flies past his cove at a speed that he knows will disturb the anemone gardens below, is the yacht bros. Between the sound of their vessels’ motors and the dissonant noise the humans call music, Henry’s singing has no chance of attracting anyone’s attention.

cause you're a classic, and i'm reckless by @firenati0n

“I've, actually, uh. I've never done this before.” At this, Henry stops short, takes a second as his gaze moves up and to the left, trying to recall something. “I've seen your films. You most certainly have done intimate scenes.” Alex clears his throat. He hopes his nerves aren't completely obvious, the slight waver in his voice about to give him away. “Yeah, well. Never with a man, so. Not at this scale, anyway.” “Would it help to, er, practice?" Henry winces a little as he says it, which does not inspire confidence. But Alex is shocked nonetheless. What the fuck?

Over Land and Sea by SatinBirds

Alex and Henry come from very different worlds, and still, they manage to find each other.

Clean Slate by smc_27

“Henry.” Pez comes over, puts both hands on Henry’s cheeks and looks him dead in the eye. “You are not a sad man who’s gotten dumped. You’re in the prime of your life, and I quite desperately need you to act like it.” “The prime of my life,” Henry scoffs, more incredulous than questioning. “I’ve just gotten out of a 15 year relationship, endured a divorce, am suffering an almost impressive case of writer’s block, and your hands are like bloody icicles.” Pez grins, doesn’t take his hands away. “Explain to me how this is my prime. Please.” Pez tilts his head, and sounds entirely serious when he says, “Literally anything can happen from here.”

in bloom by stutteringpeach

Yoo, can u hook me up with some flowers?? It's the busiest day of the year for florists. Alex texts Henry with a last minute request.

here is a map (with your name for a capital) by @alasse9

That day at the Rio de Janeiro Olympics, Alex comes across the very same Prince Henry who just dismissed him having a panic attack in a bathroom. The choice Alex makes then has ripple effects neither of them could have ever expected. What's the story like, when they actually are friends all along? “So, you’re going back to England tonight, and you’ll spend the next three days pretending you two are the closest and best of friends until we can put this mess behind us.” And there are reasons he hasn’t told anybody this, good reasons, even though he’s sure June and Nora saw through him ages ago. Faced with his mom’s disappointment, though, and with the realization that the entire world apparently thinks he hates Henry and would willingly shove him into a fucking cake, he can’t stay quiet. “But we are friends,” he says, vehement and serious. “We have been for years. He’s—he’s probably my best friend, actually, along with Nora.”

thoughts of you consume by yrsonpurpose

Henry sees Alex appear on the red carpet in a blue suit that screams sex on legs and is ready to throw away all attempts at concealing their secret relationship in the name of dropping to his knees at the first available opportunity.

eyes on me by matherine

Alex’s hips buck back against Henry’s mouth the moment his tongue does more than tease, and Henry squeezes his hip in gentle consternation. But before he can say anything, Alex is already rambling. “Sorry, I’m — I’m sorry, I know you said not to move, and I’m trying, I — I’m trying to be good, I promise,” he blurts, voice shaking ever so slightly from something that certainly doesn’t sound like pleasure, resolutely refusing to turn his head so that he can meet Henry’s gaze from where he’s positioned behind him. Henry’s heart aches. “Alex — love, it’s alright. Where’s your mind?” Or: Sometimes, Alex needs a distraction. Something to take the edge off, to scrub away at the stress of the day. Some days, it works better than others. 

the evolution of intimacy by Poutini

There’s no spontaneity anymore. One might think this boring. That the novelty had worn off. The spark snuffed. Absolutely not

Want Me by OrchidScript

Henry had always been weak for a nice smile, but his was impossible to ignore. Blame it on summer heat and a fresh flush in his cheeks. Blame it on sunset painting the outdoor bar sweltering, romantic colors. Blame it on two healthy glasses of albariño thrumming in his bloodstream, or the good music floating on the air. Henry could blame it on anything liked if he thought long and hard about it, but that didn’t change much at the end. The core remained the same: he had been gone from the jump. -- Henry and Alex hook up on a vacation in Spain. Henry falls a bit deeper.

fill my lungs with sweetness by @priincebutt

Henry George Edward James Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor wakes up at 3 AM on his birthday to an empty bed. What could Alex possibly be getting up to at 3 AM the night before his birthday? The possibilities are endless.

got myself in quite a tangle by coffeecatsme

"It seems I've gotten myself in quite a tangle." "Tangle?" Henry's voice is hoarse, eyes darkened as they travel over Alex's body. They stop at his crotch, and Alex can see it even under the dim lights—Henry's growing hard too, a visible bulge pushing at his sweatpants. Alex's cock gives a desperate twitch. "Y'know, I was trying to put them around the tree," he starts, gesturing at the plain tree at the corner. It's clear he didn't even attempt to touch it. "And somehow I've managed to completely trap myself. Can't even move my hands." Henry makes a desperate noise at the back of his throat as his eyes snap up to Alex's face. Alex flashes him a suggestive grin, teeth biting down on his lip. "Seems I'm completely at your mercy."

The Forces of Chance and Coincidences by @stellarm

Bad weather leads to a late flight that leads to no one being where they wanted to be, but maybe everyone was where they needed to be.

I've never felt safer (than when I'm with you) by viciouslyqueer

Alex takes the bag and opens it slowly, careful not to rip it, and gasps quietly as he sees what’s inside. “H, you didn’t…” Strong arms wrap around his waist from behind, Henry’s chest warm against his back. “Do you like it?” Henry asks in a whisper, resting his chin on Alex’s shoulder. Alex doesn’t know what to say. Gingerly, like he might ruin it with even the smallest touch, he takes out the silky fabric and holds it up in front of them. It’s a gorgeous dress, fancy too, in a deep red color with thin straps and an open back. It’s long, almost touching the floor even as Alex holds it up and has a slit on the left side that would probably end a little above Alex’s knee.

An Amateur's Guide to Professional Gift-Giving by anincompletelist

Alex, a former-law-student-taking-some-time-off turned professional part-time gift giver, is tasked with finding a gift for the most high profile client he's ever worked with, both in and out of the world of law. It turns out finding the perfect gift for the Prince of Wales might be easier than he'd anticipated.

Love At First Bark by everwitch

“I still don’t know your name, do I?” Henry watches Alex where he’s crouched down in front of David and gently scratching David below his chin. David absolutely loves Alex. Henry can relate. “It’s David,” Henry supplies. “Cool,” Alex says. “And what’s the dog’s name?” Henry blinks at him. “... David?” “What?” Alex exclaims. He looks from David to Henry and then back at David again. “Wow, okay, that is a choice.” Henry wants to sink through the earth and never come back up again.

don't let me get drunk again by headabovethewater

Alex had never wanted to cancel plans as much as he had while watching Henry pull a pair of light wash, tight jeans over his stockinged legs and bare ass. Christ, he’s getting hard thinking about it now.

The Beginner's Guide to Floristry by clottedcreamfudge

As if there's anything romantic about it; as if it's not the most humiliating death Alex can imagine. This is why he doesn't do relationships. This is why he never will. The risk, as far as he fucking sees it, is too great. -- Hanahaki Disease is a fictional disease where the victim of unrequited or one-sided love begins to vomit or cough up the petals and flowers of a flowering plant growing in their lungs, which will eventually grow large enough to render breathing impossible.

Everything you take, you make it better. So go on, take forever by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf

It's 2024, and nobody knows they're engaged. But they will, just as soon as Alex can decide what to wear to his birthday dinner. Henry has an idea and a special gift to match.

false pretenses by rizcriz

Henry spins around, glaring at Alex. “For christs sake,” He hisses, holding a hand out between them. “Can we just not? I do not have the capacity to pretend to hate you today.” Alex splutters as Henry turns on his heel and starts to walk away. He stares after him helplessly. “Pretend?” After a beat, he starts to follow after him, “What the fuck do you mean pretend?” Three years of breathing down each others necks, fighting every time they come in contact with each other. And if Henry is saying every single thing on his end has been pretend, Alex Claremont-Diaz is going to have a fucking breakdown. Because he has been harboring this stupid fucking crush and burying it beneath false antagonism, meeting Henry where he’s at, for three years, and if Henry is implying that they’re both faking it— -- or, Alex learns better.

turn the desert to glass (you would be the one) by @taste-thewaste

Henry and Alex's domestic bliss has lead to some changes in Henry's body. Henry doesn't really mind being a little chubby, but he wonders if Alex does. Alex, it turns out, does not. Not one bit. He does not mind one bit, and he is more than eager to prove it.

coming on fast like good dreams do by cricketnationrise

When Henry recovers from his unexpected factory reset, he still can’t really breathe properly and somehow Alex is still standing in front of him with a hopeful and excited expression on his face. “Run that by me again?” he asks faintly. “I need your help.” “Right…” “I need you to edge me. Like a lot,” Alex says with a shrug. Nope, it’s not any clearer a second time around.

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We Might Have To Kill This Guy, Bex

[BTW- if you're an account that does NSFW/ Fetish content, I kindly ask for you to not interact with my work. Please don't take this the wrong way, I respect your interests, but I'm uncomfortable with that content and wish to not engage with it :]  ]

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WOW I MADE ART???? I genuinely thought I was in artblock when NOPE. I WASN'T, I WAS JUST TIRED AND KINDA SAD THE PAST FEW DAYS. Don't worry it wasn't for any serious deep depressing reasons it's only cuz of the holidays being over and I'm hating 6th year- THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME ANYWAYS. SOOOOOOO- a few days ago my sister got herself a pin making machine and with that, she's been non-stop making pins. SO BASICALLY- she asked me to design her and I matching pins to put on each other's bags!! :]. I decided to make an OC crossover between Bex and Crystal (my sister's OC, the girl with glasses and off lilac hair), but with a little twist. One of the first bits of OC crossover content I made with her and mine's OCs was actually of the "I think we're gonna have to kill this guy" meme that was EVERYWHERE back in 2023 (how is that 2 years ago-) I'm obviously very late to it but TRUST ME I ORIGINALLY DREW IT WHEN IT WAS POPULAR- I won't share the original cuz it has my older artstyle and it was really thrown together in 30 minutes as a test run of how I would draw my sister's OCs. As you can tell, they're not furries and instead humans, but I'm not complaining, it's a push out of my comfort zone which I always like to take on (that and I genuinely love each and every single one of her OCs so drawing them is just as much fun too). But I didn't stop there- OH NO NO NO- I also wanted to have another go at fake screenshots!! This was really fun even though the lineart kinda killed me halfway through (and I don't mind lineart, I actually usually dread sketching it first). But I don't mind it that much, besides, I got to draw my sister's OCs again so that's a win.

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Obviously I don't own the OC on the left, Crystal belongs to my sister, won't mention her name for privacy reasons. But just know that I didn't make Crystal, she did. My sister is really awesome guys really and truly she is. Really funny and super creative with the likes of her characters and all that. Seriously go say nice things about her OC Crystal right NOW- I'll stop. (But also no I won't she deserves the praise for her OCs.)

-here's her tik tok btw- https://www.tiktok.com/@.nora.100?_t=ZG-8sox2vMN2R6&_r=1

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[novankenn]

Jaune 1/2 (v2-9)

Ren rose from his seat in the waiting room as new team mates Pyrrha and Nora exited the examination rooms. Neither looking too worse for wear. Though Nora still had one arm across her chest.

"So?" Ren asked.

"The nurse said my chest will be tender and sensitive for the next few days, and there will be bruising, but other than that I'm fine." Nora replied. "How about you, Pyrrha?"

"Nothing serious. I have to inform them if I start to feel dizzy or nauseous, but they feel I don't have a concussion, but want to be sure."

"That's good." Ren commented, before peering around the pair, "Um... what about...?"

"Jaune?" Pyrrha asked.

"Red?" Nora asked.

"Both I guess."

"I don't know." Pyrrha answered. "I saw her wheeled into one of the exam rooms, but no one has said anything to me."

"Ditto." Nora added.

"CODE WHITE exam room three." suddenly blared over the pa system. "CODE WHITE exam room three."

The trio looked at each other, and then suddenly moved out of the way of the doors to the exam rooms, as a couple nurses, several orderlies and two security guards rushed past. The trio looked at each other...

"LET GO OF ME!!!" a voice screamed out, "YOU'RE NOT DOING THAT TO ME!!!"

"That sounded like Red." Nora commented.

"I'M SO GOING TO KICK ALL YOUR ASSES AFTER THIS!!!"

"Yep, that's Jaune." Pyrrha deadpanned.

"Why do you keep calling Red, Jaune?" Nora asked.

"Well..."

"COLD! COLD! IT'S COLD!!!!"

"Maybe we should hold that conversation, until our fourth member is here?" Ren asked.

Twenty minutes later a green haired nurse wheeled as shivering and dead-eyed young woman wrapped in a hospital gown, and blanket, out into the waiting room.

"Ms Nikos?"

"Yes?"

"Your partner, is good to return to your room. Please keep her from doing anything strenuous for the next three to four days as she does have a concussion, but other than that, she is in perfect health."

"Can't get married now... violated... sullied." Jaune muttered.

"Should I be concerned about?"

"No. she's just over reacting to the pelvic exam."

"Pelvic exam? Why did Red get one of those?" Nora asked.

"Well, we have no medical information on Ms Arc, and as such, and as per the Headmaster's instructions we had to complete a thorough and fully body examination." the Nurse replied.

"That explains it." Nora commented, while Ren just stood there having no context about what was going on.

"Is there anything else we need to consider or know about?" Pyrrha asked as the nurse moved away and allowed Pyrrha to take control of the wheel chair, while Jaune continued to whimper and mutter.

"She does have to return in five days for another exam."

"I und... Jaune?" Pyrrha stuttered out as Jaune reached up grabbed one of Pyrrha's arms and was hugging it with vice like force.

"Don't leave me..." Jaune whined.

"Ms Arc, goodness you'd think you'd never had a pelvic exam before, which is absurd considering your age." the Nurse chuckled. "Anyway you are all discharged."

"Thank you." Pyrrha commented, as Nora just beamed the nurse a smile and Ren gave a slight bow of his head. Jaune did nothing but cling to Pyrrha's arm even tighter.

[lenoraslament]

Lenora’s Love: A Tom Riddle Fanfiction

Chapter 5: Firestarter

In which our Lenora scares the living shit out of a flock of deatheaters and makes our Tommy Riddle very jelly.

It was a larger turnout than expected. Mulciber Sr and Mr. Malfoy both shot each other a look of accomplishment as Eldritch Diggory made his way through the crowd with a line of followers.

"Minister" Mr. Malfoy shook his hand, "what an honor".

    Men of all pure blood houses arrived to compete, the word had been spread. Nora sat on a chair in the lawn, watching them all pour in like ants.

"This is ridiculous" she snorted, "why is it only men?"

Abraxas sat in a chair next to her, "fairer sex".

She laughed and kicked his chair.

"Nora" his tone shifted to a serious one, "please just stay out of the way".

She glared at Malfoy who was standing to join Tom and their group standing near the minister.

"We all know you can duel" he began to walk away, "you have nothing to prove".

Abraxas stood next Tom who was speaking with the minister. They shook hands and he winked at the boys, "I've got money on this boys. Don't let me down".

Arden Yaxley strode up to them with Jence Greengrass in tow.

"You should tell the minister to save his money" Yaxley looked at Tom.

"Especially you golden boy, I bet you're not as good as they say"

Tom looked unphased by his comment, " in order to get the honor to duel me today Yaxley, you have to get through two duels and then Nott" he crossed his arms on his chest, "I won't have to lift a wand to you".

Yaxley gritted his teeth, "Oye Nott" he picked up his chin, "if I best you, say I get that pretty little blonde that's always on your  neck".

Theo lunged with Mulciber and Black catching him.

Mr. Mulciber walked over, "save it for the duels". They all straightened and took their seats.

Nora sat in the back alone watching. She had to admit they impressed her. The first set of rounds they all sat back down within fifteen minutes. Every single one of Tom's group won their first two duels.

    Greengrass was matched against Tom. He was in their year but they never shared a dueling class. He was supposed to be top of his class, he was quick as fire some parent in the audience told her.

Tom bowed, taking confident strides away and turning at the ready. Greengrass could barely draw his wand before Tom disarmed him, leaving the crowd to gasp. He hit him with a leg locking spell knocking him to the floor. Within minutes he was claimed the victor. His moves were formal, loudly pronouncing spells he could easily do in his mind. The duel was clearly a performance to entice the pure blood audience to be in awe of his powers.

   He even removed the leg lock on his opponent when the duel was done. Giving him his hand and pulling him up slapping him on the back for a good attempt

"Maybe next time Greengrass".

   Eldritch Diggory beckoned him over afterwards, having him sit and talk while the next round started.

Theo stupefied Yaxley who flew back. He caught himself hitting Theo back. An electric buzz echoed as magic flew across the area.

"May I?" Cygnus approached Nora who watched intently, moving her head as he stood in front of the duel.

"Only if you do so quickly!" She snapped back and he smirked at her intensity as she watched them duel.

  There wasn't any letting up from Yaxley, Nora watched with her teeth gritted fearing for her friend.

Come on Theo she thought, hit him with something stronger She thought as she watched her mouth moving silently.

While she watched the duel Black watched her.

Theo was hit on the shoulder, he cried out dropping to the floor but kept his wand up defending himself. Yaxley closed in as Theo struggled to stand .

Lenora gasped  Fiendfyre, use it to push him back. Fiendfyre she thought frustrated.

  Flames sprouted from the ground, crackling and growing. Yaxley began to step back as it grew. Fear flooded his face. The crowd gasped and murmured in panic, Theo looked in awe and sprung to his feet.

Black touched her hand "Nora" he said but she was in a trance her lips moving.

Tom stood in surprise and looked to Theo whose face looked as shocked as his own.

His face poured over the crowd until he saw Cygnus and Lenora.

  Her mouth was moving as if muttering. Black looked scared trying to shake her arm.

Tom excused himself from the Ministers box and  drew out his wand, "Finite Incantatem"he began to utter trying to reverse it.

He could keep them at bay but was unable to completely extinguish.

Black tried not to draw too much attention to her as he tried to get her attention.

Abraxas and Avery looked at Tom, was he doing the spell? They couldn't figure it out until Tom caught their eye and shook his head.

Abraxas saw Nora in the crowd, he knew.

Lestrange saw everything happen from a distance. He began to tear through the crowd ready to kick her chair out from under her to stop her.

The pull was strong, the flames were growing up to eight feet within minutes, even Mulciber senior called out "Alright Nott, you've got him now let's end this".

Black and Tom made eye contact for a moment. Do something.

Black put one hand around the back of Nora's neck. He pulled her head to the side with a quick tug and caught her cheek with the other hand. Then he kissed her roughly.

Almost pulling out her of her chair. His hand snaked around her waist and she made a muffled sound. Lenora's mind cleared for a moment. She felt his tongue collide with hers and she gasped. He smelled like leather and vanilla, she was surprised at how roughly he grabbed her although  it that moment she didn't mind.

Happily she returned the kiss, her hand touching his shoulder.

   The flames died down and Theo yelled "expelliarmus" disarming Yaxley and was declared a winner.

    All the boys took a breath of relief except for Tom. He was too busy watching Black pulling back from their tawdry exchange.

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[stargazer-sims]

The Art of Living Dangerously

Cody: Hey, Nora!

Nora: Cody? What the hell are you doing here?

Cody: You mean here at school, or here in the basement? Because if it's the basement, I could be asking you the same thing. Shouldn't you be in class right now?

Nora: How did you even get into the school?

Cody: Come here, and I'll tell you everything.

Nora: I missed you.

Cody: I missed you too. Where have you been for the last couple weeks, anyway?

Nora: Nowhere important.

Cody: It must've been fairly important, for you to miss a week of school.

Nora: You're supposed to be explaining to me, remember? Not the other way around. Now start talking or I'm not kissing you any more.

Cody: You don't mean that.

Nora: Don’t I?

Cody: I don’t think so. You really do need to know why I’m here, though. I'm on my work placement.

Nora: Excuse me? Your work placement? You mean, from university? Are you saying you're teaching here? You didn't think that was something you should've mentioned before we ran into each other at school?

Cody: I would've told you, if I could've reached you. You weren't answering my phone calls.

Nora: No, because my parents took my phone. You didn't text, did you?

Cody: No. I remembered what you told me before. If you don't answer a call, then don't send any texts.

Nora: Good. At least you're not a total idiot.

Cody: Why did your parents take your phone?

Nora: Because my brother told them he thought I was earning my own money doing stuff online.

Cody: What kind of stuff?

Nora: You know what kind of stuff. Anyway, my parents didn't find anything. I'm not stupid enough to keep my videos on my phone after I upload them, and I always delete my browser history.

Cody: If you're doing what I think you're doing, I don't like it. It's dangerous.

Nora: How is it dangerous? I don't use my real name and I don't tell people where I live.

Cody: And I'm guessing you also don't tell people that you're under eighteen?

Nora: What difference does that make? It didn't stop you from getting into my pants, did it?

Cody: That's different. You're over the age of consent, but that still doesn't make it legal for you to get online and sell... stuff. You actually do have to be eighteen for that, you know. Plus, as I recall, you were the one who pretty aggressively got into my pants. You and your fake ID at the Blue Velvet.

Nora: Aren't you glad I had that fake ID?

Cody: I'm glad I found out it was just to get you into nightclubs and that you weren't too young for the other stuff.

Nora: I imagine you were.

Cody: So, are you ever going to tell me what you came down here to the basement for?

Nora: Cutting class, obviously. I hate math, and I don't feel like sitting in the same class as my cousin Caroline, the queen of numbers. She's humiliated me enough today.

Cody: What happened?

Nora: Her and her stupid friend kept saying I'm pregnant.

Cody: *worried* You're not, are you?

Nora: No idea. I'm just pissed off that they accused me of it.

Cody: But, shouldn't you know? I mean, you do look like you've put on a little weight lately. Have you been sick or anything?

Nora: Not you, too. Please don't start. I swear, I'll completely lose it.

Cody: Hey... I'm not starting anything. I kinda like your cute chunky belly, and your boobs being bigger is pretty hot, honestly.

Nora: Are teachers allowed to say 'boobs'? Couldn't you get fired for that?

Cody: Student teacher, and only if somebody overhears.

Nora: Want to see how much bigger they really are?

Cody: Yes, but not at school.

Nora: Wouldn't the risk make it more fun?

Cody: N-no.

Nora: You know you want to.

Cody: I think you want me to want to.

Nora: Guilty.

Cody: Nora, we're going to get in trouble.

Nora: He says, while doing the thing he'll get in trouble for.

Cody: I want you like crazy right now, but I'm totally serious. We can't do this at school. Even if I'm not actually your teacher, I'd still get my ass fired for this. I don't want to wreck my whole future for a few minutes of fun in a deserted hallway.

Nora: I need you so bad...

Cody: We have to stop, Nora. I mean it. I don't want to, but you know I'm right.

Nora: Yeah, I know, but I'm going to be distracted all day, thinking about you and your big, beautiful—

Cody: Nora!

Nora: Muscles. I was going to say muscles.

Cody: No, you weren't. Now, you take that cute belly and boobs off to class, or wherever you were planning to go just now. If you really don't feel like staying at school, the spare key to my flat is in the flower box by the front door. You can go there, so at least I'll know you're safe.

Nora: You'll come straight home after school?

Cody: Yes.

Nora: And you'll give me all your attention?

Cody: I'll do whatever you want. Then afterwards, we're going to have a talk.

Nora: About what?

Cody: About a lot of things, not the least of which is what’s supposed to happen next. I'm not playing around, here. From now on, you have to be honest with me about everything. We can’t associate with each other at school, and I don't want you doing whatever it is you're doing online any more, and you have to straight-up tell me the truth about whether or not you're pregnant. Got it?

Nora: Ooh... bossy. I like it.

Cody: I'm not joking.

Nora: Neither am I. I didn't know you could be so tough. It's a total turn-on.

Cody: Go home and wait for me, and don't do anything stupid, okay?

Nora: Yes, teacher.

Cody: *sigh*

[agentfinder]

This one is not written in Tumblr style. Sorry for that.

PHOTO BOMBSHELL

A snippet for the post Salem AU

DAMAGED GOOD.

Weiss was…perplexed? Perturbed? She wasn’t sure which word best described her current feelings.

It was Wyatt’s fifth birthday today and her serious, studious, little boy had an absolutely adorable request. No big party with his friends. No outing in Pennycle’s many family friendly areas. And, thankfully, no trip to one of Joan’s beloved beaches. A quiet gathering of family, blood and found, was all he wanted. A full family portrait to go along with it was the last of his request. But why wasn’t he ready for the photo?

Not that he would be present-less. The coffee table in the main library was completely hidden by wrapped packages and gift bags. Hovering near the gifts were Ren and Nora’s daughter, Pyrrha. Glued to her side was Wyatt’s older sister, Joan, and a little further away was her Weiss’s half brother, Corvus. Wyatt wasn’t with them but a quick scan of the room found him where his mother figured he would be.

Sitting on the bay window seat that everyone jokingly referred to as ‘Blake’s nook’ was its “owner” seated comfortably despite the swell of a pregnant belly. In fact she hilariously perched her current book on her belly and was reading aloud. Wyatt was sitting in the opposite side, a book leaning on his legs.

Weiss strolled over to him, “Wyatt, dear, should we take the photo now?”

“Of course not Mother, everyone is not here.” His blue eyes, darker than her own, seemed to be posing a request to her.

Another look around the room showed Jaune and Ren talking quietly by the fireplace. Nora, Yang, and her own wife, Ruby were near the buffet tables chatting excitedly. Winter, Willow, and Whitley had busied themselves setting up the photo area and Klein was standing behind the antique non-digital camera Wyatt thought was so interesting.

Weiss pressed her lips together tightly as she walked across the room to his wife.

“Petal,” the blanchette said to get her love’s attention, “Wyatt says everyone isn’t here.”

“He said he was okay that Oscar and Emerald were unable to get here.” Ruby answered.

Weiss tilted her head, continuing to look at her wife. “I think we know who he means, sweetheart.”

Ruby sighed loudly, looked over to the fireplace and after thinking for a few seconds started walking toward her son. She got halfway across the large library before Wyatt noticed and turned his head to look into an “unoccupied” corner of the room. Ruby nodded slightly before changing her route to stop near the corner.

“It’s not everyday that I learn my five year old MAY be more mature than me. Regardless, he says your family, so please join us for the photo.”

A full minute passed. Then two. Suddenly the background shattered like glass showing a smiling and nodding Neopolitan. Ruby decided to not mention the moisture in those different colored eyes.

“OKAY EVERYONE IT’S PICTURE TIME!” Ruby hollered out taking the shorter woman’s hand in hers and walking with her towards her in-laws. She could see Winter squinting at the two of them and knew the placements were going to need a quick rearrangement. Upset in-laws or upset son. For Ruby it wasn’t even a contest.

White Rose in Bloom Event

Okay, since @white-rose-week isn't hosting this year, to not take their week for next year, we'll do it on another week this year.

During the week of July 8th to July 15th, this blog will have some WhiteRose prompts up for creators, artists, and writers to make some WhiteRose content.

Day 1 : Hobby enthusiast girlfriend / supporting your Hobby enthusiast girlfriend

Day 1 : Western AU (Cowgirl and Land Baron)

Day 2 : Domestic Life

Day 2 : Mecha / Gundam AU

Day 3 : Beach

Day 3 : Business AU (Bakery/Banker/Cafe/Florist/Etc.)

Day 4 : Family Pictures

Day 4 : Dragon AU

Day 5 : Lazing in Bed Together

Day 5 : Fantasy AU

Day 6 : First Kiss

Day 6 : Demon Hunters AU

Day 7 : Halloween Costume Party

Day 7 : Royalty and Knights AU

Day 8 : Free day

Look forward to what ya'll have in store.

[arc-misadventures]

Would You Care To Join Us…?

Jaune: Nora, I need some help.

Nora: What do you need, Fearless Leader?

Jaune: How do I get together with, Weiss?

Nora: You still like her?

Jaune: Yeah… I just needed some time to greave… And… And, I’m ready to move on. So any ideas how I could rekindle the flame, so to speak?

Nora: Hmm… Oh I got it!

Jaune: Really, what is it?!

Nora: Do her mother!

Jaune: Eh…?

Nora: Bang, Mrs. Schnee; and when, Weiss walks in, and catches you in the act! You ask her to join in on the fun!

Jaune: Your joking…

Nora: Hey, if it happened to me, I’d join in.

Jaune: Good gods, you’re serious?!

Nora: Hey, you wanted a idea, and I gave you one. What do you have to lose, I mean, even if she says no, you’re still going to have some fun! So~?

Jaune: …

Jaune: Haaa…

~~~

Willow: Oh~! Jaune~! Right there! Right there~!

Jaune: Ahh~! You feel so good, Willow!

Willow: I can feel so many years of bent up stress being drowned away in raging ecstasy~! Do me hard you magnificent stud~!

Jaune: Hehe~! With pleasure, Will…?!

Winter: Mother! I have good news; father has been put into prison for… for…?

Jaune: Uhhh…

Willow: Oh no…

Winter: What the…?!

Jaune: Uhhh… H-Hi, Winter… W-Would you care to… to j-join us…?

Winter: …?

~~~

Jaune: It worked!

Nora: But, you did the wrong sister.

Jaune: I did the wrong sister…

Nora: Well then… Just do, Winter next!

Jaune: …

Jaune: Meh… why not?

~~~

Winter: Ahhh~!

Jaune: Enjoying yourself love~?

Winter: Why haven’t I done this ages ago?!

Jaune: Cause’ you haven’t met a man like me before~!

Winter: Then make me…?!

Harriet: Winter, where the hell are you?! We’ve got a m-m-meeting… to… to… Uhh…?!

Jaune: …

Winter: Oh shit…

Harriet: Uhhh…?!

Jaune: W-Would you care to join us, Harriet…?

Harriet: E-Excuse me…?

~~~

Nora: Harriet?!

Jaune: Yeah… She… She caught us…

Nora: Did she join you two?

Jaune: Yeah… she did.

Nora: Wow… Are you going to do her next then?

Jaune: She asked for a second run, so…

~~~

Harriet: Ahhh~! Quick, and hard just the way I like it~!

Jaune: I aim to please, my dear~!

Harriet: You still got some steam in you then, Arc~?

Jaune: Enough to tire you out, and then some~!

Harriet: Oh really now~? Care to prove then?

Jaune: With pleasu…?!

Elm: Harriet, where are you?! We’ve got training to… to do… Uhh… W-What’s going on here…?

Jaune: Uhh…?!

Harriet: Training.

Elm: Training?

Jaune: Yeah… Training… Would you care to join us for some… training?

Elm: Hmm~! I could use some endurance training~!

~~~

Nora: Elm?

Jaune: Yeah… Thunder Thighs is not a joke…

Nora: Hehe~! Knew it!

Jaune: Yeah… Oh?! I have to get going, Elm wants to…

Nora: To~?

Jaune: Do some more endurance training…?

Nora: Nice!

~~~

Jaune: Enjoying the view~?

Elm: How?! Are?! You?! Oh gods~?! C-Carrying?! Me?!!

Jaune: Hehe~! I’ll answer that after…?!

Nora: Heyo~! Fearless Leader!

Elm: N-Nora?!

Jaune: I should have seen this coming…

Nora: Hehe~!

Jaune: Would you care to join us, Nora~?

Nora: I’m all yours, Jaune-Jaune~!

~~~

Jaune: You were going to do that as soon as I mentioned, Elm, didn’t you?

Nora: Hell yeah! And, it was glorious!!!

Jaune: Okay…

Nora: Lets do it again!

Jaune: EH?!!

~~~

Nora: Just like that, Jaune! Just like that~!

Jaune: Ah! You harder to put down then, Elm, Nora!

Nora: Thunder Thighs, baby~!

Jaune: Hehe~! Of course my little Spark~!

Nora: S-Spark~?!

Yang: Hey, Nora, have you seem my copy of the… of the…

Nora: Hey, Yang!

Yang: H-H-Hi… N-Nora…

Nora: You busy, or would you care to join us?

Jaune: Hey, that’s my line!

~~~

Nora: Spark~! Hehehe~!

Jaune: Okay…? I think I better tell, Ren about us…

Nora: Oh, I already told him… Spark~!

Jaune: You did?!

Nora: He approves!

Jaune: Oh… O-Okay then…?

Nora: Hey, aren’t you supposed to see, Yang in five minutes?

Jaune: Oh shit?!

~~~

Yang: Mmm~! Mama likey~!

Jaune: Mama~? Why, Yang I never knew you were into that kind of thing~!

Yang: I can’t help it… Ohhh~! I love the taste of it all~!

Jaune: Really now? It does give you a rather spicy flavour now. I like it~!

Yang: Really now~?! What do you taste like?!

Jaune: You tell me…?!

Blake: Yang, were you wearing one of my shirts again?!

Yang: No, your shirts don’t fit around these girls.

Blake: Then who stretched out my shirt…?

Yang: Beats me.

Blake: Haa… I liked this shirt… Oh, hi, Jaune.

Jaune: Hi, Blake! You busy?

Blake: No, not really.

Jaune: Oh, good… Would you care to join us then?

Blake: Wait… Are you two having sex?!

~~~

Nora: She didn’t realize you two were having sex?

Jaune: You think someone like, Blake would realize that sooner… but, evidently not.

Nora: Well what did you expect from a blushing virgin?

Jaune: Not a collar, and leash…

Nora: Beg pardon?

~~~

Blake: Ahh?!

Jaune: You enjoying yourself, Pet?!

Blake: Yes, Master! Ahh~! Thank you, Master~!

Jaune: Aww, such a good little kitty.

Blake: Ohh~!

Jaune: How about I give you a reward for being such a good…?!

Ruby: Hey, Blake, I finished that, Ninja of Love book you gave me. Can I have the next book… p—please…?!

Blake: Ah-ah-hahaha~!

Jaune: Uhh… Blake’s a little out of it, perhaps you should come later?

Ruby: O-O-Okay…

Jaune: …

Ruby: …

Jaune: …?

Ruby: …

Jaune: Or… would you care to join us instead, Ruby?

Ruby: Ahhh~!

~~~

Nora: Ruby’s into those books?! They’re trash!

Jaune: She’s a young woman, whose exploring her sexuality…

Nora: …

Nora: And…?

Jaune: I was trying to come up with a reason, but I couldn’t think of anything. those books are trash, just trash…

Nora: He… Told ya.

~~~

Ruby: Ahh~! Big bro! S-Slow down~!

Jaune: Oh-ho-ho~? I didn’t take you for that kind of girl, Rubes.

Ruby: S-S-Shut it! I-I just find it… H-Hot! Okay?!

Jaune: Oh, don’t be upset my little, Rosebud…

Ruby: R-R-Rosebud…?!

Jaune: Big brother, doesn’t mind at all~!

Ruby: Oh gods… T-That’s so hot…!

Jaune: Relax, Rosebud, your big brothers gonna take good care of you…?!

Weiss: Ruby, are you okay?! I heard you calling out for… f-f-for…? Oh gods…?!

Ruby: H-H-Hi, Weiss… Big bro…?! Jaune! Jaune was just showing me some… W-Wrestling! Some wrestling moves! That’s all! Hehe…?!

Weiss: Wrestling? Really now…?

Ruby: Yes…?

Jaune: W-Would you care to join us, Weiss? I can give you a proper demonstration of you’d like.

Weiss: A proper… Demonstration… Hmmm~?

~~~

Nora: You got a date with, Weiss?!

Jaune: Hell yeah I did! It just took me, eight tries!

Nora: Uhh…?

Jaune: Y-Yeah… That… That came out wrong…

Nora: Yeah… Well, you’ve got a date with, Weiss then?

Jaune: Yep, tomorrow.

Nora: Cool, you better let me know how it comes out!

Jaune: Will do, Nora! Thanks again, I owe you one.

Nora: We can just go at it again, and call it even.

Jaune: Say what now?

~~~

Weiss: Oh, Daddy! Daddy more~! More~!

Jaune: Anything for you, Princess.

Weiss: Oh, Gods yes~! I love you, Daddy~! I love you~!

Jaune: I love you too, Princess.

Willow: My, oh my, what’s this~?

Weiss: EEP?!!

Willow: Daddy’s giving his lovely girl such a loving embrace? How sweet~!

Jaune: H-Hi, Willow…

Willow: Hello, Jaune~! Tell me, if your not too busy… Can… Mommy, join you too~?

Jaune: Well, I don’t mind at all, Willow. But, what do you think, Princess? Would you care if, Mommy joined us too?

Weiss: …

Weiss: W-Would you care to join us… M-Mommy…?

Willow: Mmm~! It would be my pleasure, dear~!

~~~

Jaune: …

Nora: …

Jaune: So… I accidentally started a harem trying to get together with the girl I like…

Nora: Evidently…

Jaune: Yeah…

Nora: …

Jaune: …

Nora: Do you think anyone else may join?

Jaune: I won’t make any plans… But… Maybe, Neon?

Nora: Oh yeah, she seems like fun!

Jaune: I bet she is.

[howlingday]

Whitely presses the emergency button.

Whitely: Orange is faking tasks!

Roman: Uh, I am not.

Whitely: You were standing still in the laboratory for almost a full minute!

Roman: Uh, I am trying to reverse Doodle search what kind of dinosaurs are in these fossils!

Ruby: I don't think we have enough evidence to vote yet.

Winter: I concur. Let us skip.

No one is ejected.

Roman presses the emergency button.

Roman: Okay, so, according to reverse Doodle search, none of these fossils match with any known fossil records, because they are cartoons.

Weiss: Shut up and let us do tasks.

Whitely: White sus.

Weiss: Nice try, bedwetter. Jaune saw me do trash chute.

Jaune: It's true! I did indeed see her shoot trash.

Whitely: Then they're both imposters!

Ruby: Whitely, there's only one imposter.

Whitely: Um...

Weiss: lmao bye kid

Whitely: WAIT! NO!

Whitely was ejected.

Whitely was not the imposter.

Qrow hits the emergency button.

Qrow: RAVEN

Raven: Qrow is the imposter.

Qrow: Raven has been chasing me the entire game and is CLEARLY trying to kill me!

Raven: I just like watching you run, bird boy! Plus, I saw Qrow come out of a vent.

Qrow: YOU LIAR! You did not!

Raven: Did too!

Qrow: Did not!

Raven: Did too! Sus! Big sus! Big bird sus!

Winter: Qrow, is this true? Are you, indeed, sus?

Qrow: I have been watching the security cameras for half the game, and the other half Raven's been chasing me!

Weiss: Well, Jaune and I were in security when the button was pressed, and I didn't see you there.

Qrow: That's because I was the one who pushed the button!

Weiss: Don't yell at me! Jaune, vote Black!

Jaune: Yes, Miss Weiss!

Qrow: WHAT?!

Qrow was ejected.

Qrow was not the imposter.

Raven hits the emergency button.

Raven: Hold up. Nora, where have you been all game?

Nora: I finished all my tasks, I've just been running around.

Roman: Already?

Nora: Yeah!

Weiss: How is that even possible?! We just started this game, and half of it has been emergency meetings.

Jaune: How do I do the card minigame?! I don't understand!

Nora: You can do it if you know how to ZOOM! Also, doing all the tasks as the imposter is so much easier, because you can vent, and the imposter doesn't have to do tasks.

Jaune: How do I vent?!

Weiss: Wait. Raven said she saw Qrow vent, but he wasn't the imposter.

Raven: Can I curse?

Ruby: No.

Raven: Oh yeah I lied. lmao I just hate that bird brain.

Weiss: Bye

Raven was ejected.

Raven was not the imposter.

Winter hits the emergency button.

Winter: Miss White, I fear I have grown suspicious of you. You have been eager to vote off our many compatriots a

Winter: Sorry. Character limit.

Winter: And yet none of them were the imposter.

Weiss: Are you serious? Jaune already said he saw me do trash. I'm clear.

Ruby: Visual tasks are off.

Jaune: Yes! Miss Weiss private messaged me to tell everyone I saw her shoot trash.

Weiss: #$%@!

Weiss: $%@#!

Weiss: %@#$!

Weiss: @#$%!

Winter: Lying AND swearing? Your crimes are numerous indeed.

Roman: Psh! Not that numerous.

Weiss was ejected.

Weiss was not the imposter.

Nora presses the emergency button.

Nora: How we all doin?

Nora was ejected.

Nora was not the imposter.

Jaune presses the emergency button.

Jaune: pls

Jaune: Vote me off

Roman: Uh...

Jaune: I have failed Miss Weiss. I could not protect her. It is only right that I follow her out in the airlock!

Roman: I can respect that.

Winter: Miss Rose. You are the only one left with an emergency meeting button. After voting off Mr. Arc, please vote me off.

Ruby: Why?! After Vomit Boy, there will only be three of us left, and if we vote it down to two, then the imposter wins!

Winter: Among Us is simply a game. The imposter changes every round, and their crimes have no consequence. I, however, am a specialist, a real one. It is my job to solve crimes and uncover criminal activity, yet under my w

Winter: Sorry. Character limit.

Winter: Yet under my watch, I have sent several innocents out into the unforgiving vacuum of space. I am unfit to wear this badge.

Winter: The only imposter

Winter: is me

Roman: ACAB

Jaune was ejected

Jaune was not the imposter

Winter was ejected

Winter was not the imposter

RUBY WAS THE IMPOSTER

Whitely: I'm so mad! She didn't even kill anyone!

Raven: See, this is what I keep saying! Y'all need to get more comfortable murdering children! Vindication for Raven! I'm the real winner.

[marigoldbaker]

christmas, 2022

a very special tumblr extra: what the kovacs-cervenak family is up to in the time of now.

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Ellie drew a glittery snowflake on her cookie, tongue between her teeth as she perfected every careful swirl of icing (and determinedly ignored Bella and Art, who were both giving her shit, again, about putting this much effort into a cookie that somebody was going to be eating in two minutes anyway, especially when she couldn’t even bake). The very minute that it was entirely complete, she turned around, smacked the cookie against Art’s forehead, and said, “Eat that, sucker,” before darting out of the kitchen so that Aunt Ellie wouldn’t be able to tell her not to waste food. Which would have been a total victory had she not realized, like, two steps out of the kitchen, that she was now unable to continue her excellent artistic cookie vision, so she stopped in the middle of the hallway and sulked for a minute before she heard Aunt Ellie saying, testily, “ELEANORA ALICE CERVENAK—” and ran the rest of the way up the stairs.

Mom and Dad were necking in the upstairs hallway. “Gross!” Ellie yelled. “Do you not have a bedroom for that?”

“Nora put mistletoe in the hall, Elle, look!” said Mom, who definitely sounded like she’d been partaking of some serious eggnog.

“Oh, no, it’s to the left,” said Dad, “we’re not quite under it, Jenny, look—”

“Invisible mistletoe,” said Mom sagely. “Invistle-toe.” And then she and Dad both started giggling, which was a relief, because it meant that they were not going to notice that Aunt Ellie was totally on the warpath. So Ellie ducked into her room and shut the door behind her just as she heard footsteps on the stairs.

Three knocks on the door. Crisply, Aunt Ellie said, “Eleanora. Get out here.”

“Aww, Nora, don’t yell at her, it’s Christmas!” Mom whined.

“No more starting food fights,” said Aunt Ellie through the door. “We have talked about this.”

“Yeah?” said Ellie. “Well, why don’t you tell Art and Bella to stop being little bitches about my artistic vision?”

“There are other ways to handle conflict,” said Aunt Ellie. “Ways that do not waste food. Wouldn’t that snowflake have been nicer if someone in the family had actually gotten to eat it?”

“No,” said Ellie, smiling sweetly even though no one could see her. “It was predestined for Art’s forehead.”

Another series of knocks. “Elle?” said Art, in that overly saccharine tone of voice that meant he was totally going to kill her when she opened the door. “I’m really sorry I said your cookies were pointless, even though you were using literally all the icing and you weren’t letting Jesse near any of it, even though Jesse is an actual child and should have the cookie-decorating materials—”

Ellie opened the door all the way, saw that the cookie had left a snowflake imprint on Art’s forehead, and said, “Aww! Festive!” before shutting the door again.

“So we’re starting early this year with the melodrama?” said Uncle Don. “What exactly happened?”

“Ellie monopolized the cookie-decorating station and attacked me with icing,” said Art. “And now she’s hiding in her room instead of facing retribution.”

“I was provoked!” said Ellie.

“Can’t hear you,” said Art. “Door in the way.”

Indignantly, Ellie opened the door, started to say, “I was—” and was met with a cookie in the face. She shrieked, tossing it aside. “Arthur!” she said. “You’re wasting the cookies!”

“Oh, so she can understand it when it’s her,” said Aunt Ellie. “Eleanora, please refrain from creating your usual levels of Christmas chaos. When there are this many people in the house, things tend to escalate very quickly, and I would like to not have a repeat of the Great Food Fight of 2019.”

“That was Mom’s fault!” said Ellie, gesturing to Mom and then regretting it. Mom and Dad had gone back to kissing. “Stop that,” she said, but they were very clearly not listening.

“They’re off duty,” said Aunt Ellie, waving a hand.

“Why can’t you be off duty?” Ellie demanded.

“Your Aunt Nora is the cog in the well-oiled machine that keeps this family running,” said Uncle Don, kissing Aunt Ellie on the cheek.

Literally what was in the air that had all the parents kissing this Christmas. “You know what would solve this problem?” said Ellie.

“Don’t say extra icing,” said Mom, who had come up for air.

“Extra icing,” said Ellie.

Mom untangled herself from Dad to give Ellie a look. “Elle, whenever we give you extra anything, you spend the entire party making more of it than anyone at the party can eat,” she said. “Which means we have Christmas cookies cluttering up the kitchen for weeks, because you don’t actually want to eat them, and I don’t want to eat them, and Dad ends up eating all of them so that you don’t feel bad about your artistic efforts going unappreciated, and then he gets sick from the actual art supplies that you used to make some of the cookies and didn’t tell anyone about.”

“I thought they were nice cookies,” said Dad.

“Do not start,” said Mom, pointing a finger at him. “Do not.”

“Dad likes my cookies!” said Ellie hopefully.

“There were glue in the cookies,” said Art to Dad. “Those were not food-safe. I’ve been studying food science—”

“Yeah, it doesn’t take a few books on food science to know that glue in cookies isn’t edible,” said Ellie snidely, realized too late that her attempt to belittle Art had undermined her own argument, and let out a defeated huff. “If I promise not to put glue in the cookies—”

“Baby girl, I love you to the moon and back, but your promises fall to pieces in the face of your larger projects,” said Mom, ruffling Ellie’s hair and totally ruining the perfect look that Ellie had spent like thirty minutes disheveling in the mirror. Now her hair was just actually disheveled! God, parents were the worst sometimes. “Trust me. I know how that kinda thing works. You tell everybody you’re gonna go to sleep at midnight, and then you’ve got just one extra line of code to work out—”

“Art can’t say my cookies are stupid,” said Ellie.

Mom’s eyebrows shot up. “Arthur,” she said.

“I didn’t say stupid!” said Art. “I just said…ill-conceived and a waste of time!”

“Yeah, you’re not getting off on a technicality there, hon,” said Mom. “Just because you and Milo are on the rocks—”

“WHAT WE’RE NOT ON THE ROCKS,” said Art very loudly.

“—does not mean you get to be tetchy with your sister when she does what she does every year,” Mom finished. “There are much more patient ways to tell her to save some icing for Xander’s kids.”

“Ah, yes,” said Dad. “Jenny Cervenak: pinnacle of patience.”

Mom hit him with a sprig of mistletoe. “United front, Rupert.”

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When Ellie came back downstairs, Xander’s stupid kids had used up all the icing, which would have made her kill Art for making her have to leave the kitchen, but then Aunt Ellie not handed her a spoon and said, “Try this, Eleanora.” Which turned out to be the first taste of Aunt Ellie’s special sauce, which she never let anyone try until it was out of the pot. “How’s that?” asked Aunt Ellie.

Ellie smacked her lips. “Delish,” she said. “You’re an actual icon, Aunt Ellie.”

“See, that,” said Art. “Injustice. How come Ellie gets to call you Aunt Ellie and everyone else has to stick with Aunt Nora?”

“Do I look like an Aunt Ellie to you?” said Aunt Ellie.

“Yes,” said Ellie, at the same time Art said, “No.”

“There you go,” said Aunt Ellie, and turned back to the special sauce.

Ellie went over to the kitchen table, where Art was sitting and staring out the window at Milo, who was having some conversation with Spike outside. “How come Spike’s all bundled up?” she asked. “Wouldn’t he not need to wear a big winter coat, on account of being dead and stuff?”

“He likes to be included,” said Willow, sitting down at the table next to them. “Hi, Ellie! You make any glue cookies this year?”

“How does everyone know I put glue in them?” said Ellie. “Is there, like, a group chat where everyone talks about my failed art projects?”

“Honey, the last batch of cookies you made were eighty percent glue,” said Willow. “And I’m not sure how you did this, but the glue was a concentrated lake in the center of the cookie. Kira took this really big bite and hacked up enough glue to make a glue stick.”

“Oh, no, the glue got Kira?” said a dismayed Aunt Ellie. “She never said a word about it! Poor darling.”

As if on cue, Kira entered from outside, still a little pink in the face from the snow. “Um, Ms. Kovacs, you have any more hot chocolate?” she asked shyly. “Ezra’s getting a little cold.”

“And he’s suffering in silence, isn’t he?” At Kira’s rueful nod, Aunt Ellie made a little tch sound. “Men.”

“Does Mr. Kovacs do stuff like that sometimes?”

“Not often,” said Aunt Ellie, “but Eleanora’s father seems to be hell-bent on doing it enough for both of them. Do you remember when he nearly got heat stroke at Stacia’s graduation?”

“Very much his fault,” said Stacey, shutting the door after Kira. “Something is seriously wrong with that guy.”

“That’s my dad, you bluestocking,” said Ellie with relish.

“God, you are so Giles’s kid,” said Willow, a badly stifled giggle in her voice.

Abruptly, Art stood up, eyes still on Milo, and hurried outside. Ellie couldn’t hear what they were talking about through the window, but Milo’s smile got all plastic and touchy and he went back inside, leaving Art with Spike and that one friend of Stacey’s that kept coming to everything. Really boring name. Jim or Jake or something. Ellie didn’t care enough to remember it. “Hey, Elle,” said Milo, sitting down across from her at the table. “How’s tricks?”

“Are you gonna break up with my brother?” said Ellie, who had no interest in beating around the bush. “I don’t think I’ve seen you guys in the same room this whole party.”

“That—” Milo sighed. “Can you maybe understand why I might not want to talk to my boyfriend’s little sister about our relationship?”

“No,” said Ellie. “Your boyfriend has the coolest little sister on the planet who knows everything about relationships. Paging Doctor Love—oh, wait, you’ve reached her, and it’s me!” She scooted her chair forward, sitting up on her knees. “C’mon, man. I bet I can fix you guys!”

“Eleanora,” said Aunt Ellie, a warning in her voice.

“No, Aunt Nora, it’s, um, it’s fine,” said Milo awkwardly. “I just, y’know—it’s—” He was already getting up from the table. “Uh, hey, Kira! That’s a whole engagement ring! So you and Ezra—?”

“Ooh, yeah, you didn’t hear?” Kira glowed, flashing the diamond. “I made, like, a billion posts on Instagram!”

“I’m kind of on a social media detox?” said Milo. “You know—after—”

“After Art’s twenty thousand posts from the twenty thousand countries he’s visiting?” said Ellie. “See? I do know what the problem is!”

Aunt Ellie pinched the bridge of her nose and said, “Eleanora, why don’t you go tell Isabella she can try the special sauce?”

Which Ellie normally wouldn’t have done, but Milo was kind of looking a little bit kicked-puppy, and suddenly she did feel a little like a dumb little kid who didn’t know what she was talking about. And it had been mean, saying that to Milo, who was nothing but nice all the time. So she got up, flashing Milo an I’m-really-really-sorry smile, and hurried out of the kitchen to the backyard, which was full of everybody and everybody’s family and everybody’s family’s girlfriends and boyfriends and whatever. Xander was telling a small crowd some story about some monster he and Sonia had fought back when they were with the Council, and Spike had gone over to bring some hot chocolate to Buffy, and Mom and Stacey’s super boring friend were having boring science conversations at the picnic table, and Bella—

Bella was sitting way far away from the party. With Clementine. Clementine with the tattoos who she never stopped yelling at. And they were sharing cider. Clementine’s nose was almost as red as her hair, and she was giggling really hard at something Bella was saying, and Bella was, like, actually smiling. Which Ellie didn’t even know that Bella could do. Surreptitiously, she snapped a photo, then turned to leave—

—and almost collided with Dad. “Oh!” he said, grinning. “Ellie! I was just about to see how your mother’s little snow gremlin is doing!”

“Did Mom put something weird in the shed again?” said Ellie warily.

“Now, Ellie, your mother would prefer her experiments to be viewed nonjudgmentally—”

“One of them tried to eat your face,” said Ellie.

“Yes,” said Dad. “Well. It did apologize after it gained full sentience.”

“So what’s to keep the snow gremlin from eating everybody at this party?” Ellie asked, leaning against Dad a little as they walked towards the shed. “Force fields?”

“Family magic,” said Dad. “Nothing gets in or out of that shed unless it’s directly related to a resident of this house.”

“And Mom doesn’t consider her snow gremlins babies?” said Ellie. “That doesn’t sound like Mom.”

“…Ah,” said Dad. Now he looked a little concerned. “I may have to have a little chat with Jenny about the permeability of her wards.”

Ellie looked at the shed. Then she looked at the multiple Slayers at the party. They can handle it, she decided. She had bigger fish to fry. “Did you see?” she said. “Bella and Clementine!”

Dad blinked. “What?” His eyes landed on Bella, who was taking a tiny little sip out of the mug that Clementine was holding. “Oh,” he said, smiling softly. “That’s—that’s very sweet, Ellie.”

“Sweet?” said Ellie. “It’s so weird! What is going on, anyway? How come everybody picked Christmas to be all gooey?”

Dad gave Ellie this funny little grin. “You really are so terribly like your mother,” he said, and there was so much love in it that Ellie couldn’t even pick a fight about it. So annoying.

[razorblade180]

Actor AU

Ruby:*looking at cameraman* You know in the show how we ham up the fact Blake likes fish? Well actually.... *points behind her*

Blake:*stuffing down sushi roll*.....What?

Ruby:Absolutely nothing changes. That sushi bar is her playground.

xxxx

Nora:Aye cuz, you ready for your big scene!?

Penny:*getting face painted* Time to die! Wooo!

Nora:Woooo! *whispers* she’ll be back. Ssssshhh!

xxxxx

Blake:Now most people might think Yang and Adam would cause some friction offset with all drama in the show. *looks at food bar*

Adam and Yang: *dancing while eating doughnuts*

Blake:*snickering* They are the biggest clowns here. Ruby, come get your sibling before they choke!

Ruby:Real or fake one!?

xxxxx

[Vol2]

Weiss:*balancing on chair* Boom! Told ya I could do it. All balance baby.

Yang:This her fifth attempt. Please tell me we got the second one on film?

Bloop!

Weiss:So Blake, What is wro-aaah! *smacks against the door.*

Ruby:Weiss!!!

Yang:HAHAHAHAH AHAHHAAAAA!!!!

Bloop!

Yang:*wiping her tears* God that was hilarious. Her body just went wham!

Weiss:Shut up!

xxxx

Weiss:Psssst! Look at this bitch over here. Practicing for his debut.

Whitley:*reading his lines*......!? *flips her off*

Weiss:*smiles* He’s gonna do great.

Whitley:Imma steal all your light. *smiles* They’ll make me the new ‘W’ for RWBY.

Weiss:Brothers, I tell ya. I don’t know if he’s more annoying on or off set. Got a whole ass trailer with his name on it. Such a diva. I’m so proud.

xxxx

[Vol2]

Ruby:I just wanna say I’m the greatest sister ever. I got connections and influence so... *points to set*

Coco:*winks* Surprise!

Ruby:I got her a small part. Got siblings all up through this set.

Adam: *chilling on a roof* I actually earned my part!

Ruby:Somehow! “PerFect! SeT THe ChARgeS!” What kind of line delivery!? Hahaha!

Coco: “YaNG! IS tHat yOu!?”

Adam: “YAng!? Yaaaaaaaannnnnng!”

Ruby:*red* Shut up!! That was my first read and I was younger!!!

xxxx

[V5]

Weiss:Your mom kidnapped me!?

Yang:You kidnapped her!?

Raven:And proms tomorrow!? Yes I kidnapped her! I’m a god damn bandit!

Yang:*keeping it together* Y...You fiend! How could...hehe. H-How.....

Raven:*snickering* You...you good?

Yang:Why prom!?

Raven:I don’t know!?

Vernal:*activley laughing*

xxxxx

Pyrrha: You know I asked my girlfriend is she ever misses me on set. *smiles* Smart ass said if I did then you’d be alive.

Cinder:*barges in* Am I wrong though!?

xxxxx

[V8]

Emerald:You just can’t go to Vacou! Cinder-

Mercury:Forget about her. You’re backing the wrong horse here. She doesn’t care! See ya around Em. *kisses her and walks away*

Emerald:......*looks at camera, then the hall* Di..he didn’t realize..?

Tyrian:I don’t think he has!

Crew:*laughing*

Mercury:*walking back* Did I just kiss you?

Emerald:*holding laughter* Took you long enough! It’s only been what fans wanted forever! Eight volumes Mr.

Mercury:*face palming* My bad everyone.

Tyrian:I was just stunned! I thought I missed part of the script! Couples, focus man! I know you love your girlfriend but I need ya too hate her a bit right now!

Emerald:*laughing* Please put this in features!

xxxx

Salem:*controlling grimm*

Oscar and Neo: *flossing off camera*

Salem:....Fuck *smiles* Damn you two! Let me be serious!

xxxx

[V8]

Ren:You cheated your way into Beacon!

Jaune:And you cheated on Nora!

Ren:WHAT!?

Jaune:WITH ME!

Ren:IT WAS ONE TIME! *hits bike* I WAS SO AFRAID, AND YOU WERE SO WARM!!!! *tears up*

Yang:*Amazed and confused* And the plot thickens!!!

xxxx

Oscar:James, you need to calm down. Now I know you miss Oz-

Ironwood:I miss no one. *shoots Oscar* No one.

Ozpin:*off screen* Nooooooooo!

xxxx

[V8]

Oscar:I’m not upset you left. I’m upset you came back.

Ozpin:Fine I’ll go get some milk and cigarettes. Shit, wanna be alone so much.

Oscar:Oh my god hehe...d-dad no! Wait! Haha c-come back! What do I tell mom!?

Jaune:And that was the last time Ozpin ever showed up.

xxxxx

Cinder: You know I hope I get another fight scene with you Jaune.

Jaune:Why’s that?

Cinder:You know, took your partner’s heart and rearranged your crush’s guts. *smiles* Jealous?

Nora:My lord...

Jaune:This is who I deal with off set. Cinder unchained. Witty as hell.

xxxxx

Penny: *dancing with Oscar*

Nora:You know...starting to think my cousin wasn’t excited to comeback for me. Fine, I’m not salty. I bet Cardin would love to come back. Get the whole family up in here.

xxxxx

Soldiers:*aiming guns*

Ironwood:Making progress? *strokes beard*

Watts:*strokes mustache*.........Yeah.

Ironwood:......?

Watts:......Huh? Oh are we filming!?

Ironwood:Oh my-yes! Haha! For like a minute.

Crew:*laughing*

Watts:My bad, zoned out.

Ironwood:Man is just stroking his mustache out of character as guns are pointed at him! *nudges him*

Watts:I..I got nothing. *face palms*

[redhairedwolfwitch]

There's A Place Where The Lost Things Go - Legacies x Noralise!Daughter!Reader

You Can't Save Them All

B/m/n = biological mother’s name

Staring up the ceiling from where you fell asleep in the apartment you stayed in with your aunt, you ignored your phone and the ache in your heart.

"Is she alright?" Nora frowned, watching over your form, sulking on the couch.

"Something's wrong." B/m/n concluded as Mary-Louise huffed an 'obviously'.

"Shouldn't you be going to the school soon? You don't want to be late?" Valerie asked as she spotted you not moving.

"Maya broke up with me over text this morning. She met someone else."

Nora glared as Mary-Louise's nostils flared in anger, B/m/n let out a sad sigh, wishing she could comfort you.

Valerie's hand froze as she was reaching for the blood bag in the fridge, "then whoever she met is a serious downgrade from you, Maya will live to regret her decision."

"Don't kill her, please. Least her excuse was better than Lock's... am I really that unlovable?" You glanced over at your aunt, seeing her glare at the mention of Lock, then the sadness in her eyes at your question.

"You are worthy of love, Y/n. You are full of love and humanity, never doubt that. Your mothers loved you, and I love you, my sweet niece." Valerie replied, placing the glass of blood down on the countertop so she could comfort you.

"I wish she could see us."

///

"Some of us process these traumas by suppressing what happened. For others, it's easier to bury it deep inside and pretend like nothing's happened at all. Still, others may take a different route, such as..." Emma trailed off her talk as Hope finished.

"Pushing people away in an attempt to self-isolate? Because everyone they love is in perpetual danger, which often results in them being perpetually dead. See? There. That's it. That's my therapy. Can I go now? Because Landon's outside trying to fly and Y/n's not here to be a spotter-"

"I'm afraid not, Hope, because the point is, we can all do better at processing the traumas we've been though. Ms Hildegard will be joining us, eventually, since her teleportation power does grant her the ability to arrive to destinations quickly... Doctor Saltzman has asked me to conduct a special group lesson today." Emma explained as MG and Josie tried to disagree.

"They can't sense she's already there?"

"Her cloaking is enhanced by angel magic, witches can't sense her. From what I can tell anyway." Mary-Louise explained as Nora smirked, proud of your power.

"I, for one, could really use this, and I'd appreciate everyone's support." Lizzie admitted as MG admitted he was down to help.

"Where is she going?"

"To enter like she hadn't been in the room the entire time." B/m/n realised as Nora and Mary-Lou exchanged glances.

"You will all have an important role to play in this simulation. Oh, stop looking at me like that! It'll be fun. This device was created by Professor Rupert Vardemus. The real Professor Vardemus. He's quite famous in mystical therapeutic circles. It's his variation on a Chambre de Chasse. All your psychological concerns will be transferred inside to form a shared narrative. Now, the world you create together can be anything, from pirates at the high seas, to spies in the Cold War. But no matter what it ends up looking like, it will be designed specifically to help you. Out here, you're unconscious. You'll have no awareness that you're in a simulation. Welcome, Miss Hildegard, glad you could join us." Emma interrupted herself as you entered, tugging your hood over your head as everyone looked at you.

"Have you been crying?" Hope mouthed, reaching out for you but you shook your head, not in the mood to talk, and instead listening to Emma explain the therapy box more, like you hadn't been invisible and eavesdropping for the last fifteen minutes.

"The bond between Y/n and Hope..."

"Don't phrase it like that, for a moment I thought you meant sirebond." Nora snapped as B/m/n sighed, raising her hands in surrender.

"Not a sirebond. It's something else entirely."

You didn't even acknowledge Jade when she walked in late.

///

"There's a place where the lost things go." MG monologued as you wiped at the bar, glancing towards your co-worker as she poured someone another drink.

Glancing at the singer, you realised it was Emma, your eyes drifting around to realise that Lizzie, Josie, MG and Raf were all in the establishment too.

"Landon's? That's a bit on the nose..." You whispered before glancing at the words on your wrist.

Apricus.

"Sunny? Wow. That's just great." You murmured, not realising it shouldn't have been possible for you to be presented with your self-awareness word so early until Hope ordered you to grab another bottle of bourbon from the back.

You had no idea that the game had already changed.

Emma Tig was eliminated.

///

The therapy box meant you weren't supposed to have access to your magic, but becoming self-aware so fast gave you an advantage as you kept to the shadows, watching MG investigate something at Landon's as Hope went to the back for whiskey.

"We're closed. You should have gone home an hour ago." Hope pointed out as she spotted you.

"You know me, Hope. I go where you go." You hummed, but Hope sighed.

"You say that, even knowing I chose Landon over you, over everyone?" Hope raised an eyebrow, but you just hummed, kissing Hope on the forehead before walking away.

"We have a bond, Hope. Just neither of us noticed. I'm your guardian angel." You playfully winked, passing MG as you went to exit Landon's through the front door.

///

"You're not supposed to be here." A voice called out from the other end of the alley as you glanced around.

"Yeah well, if you're lost, the place is that way." You gestured behind you, before something wrapped around your neck and tried to take away your breath.

///

"I really wish we could see what was going on inside that blasted box." Mary Louise growled, her anger dissipating as Jade woke up from the game.

"If Jade was ejected from the simulation prematurely, that would mean the rules have changed." Vardemus suggested as Jade grumbled about knowing she had liked Josie since seeing her in the prison world.

"Yeah, no shit, Sherlock. Your little therapy box tattooed me!" You exclaimed, gaining the attention of Emma, Vardemus and Jade.

"It did what?"

"What the bloody hell happened in that bloody thing!" Nora exclaimed as Mary Louise looked pissed and B/m/m took a closer look at your wrist.

"Ms Hildegard-"

"Y/n, what happened?"

"I was self-aware the minute I was there, the word was on my arm the moment you started the game, then some weird voice in an alley tells me I'm not supposed to be there, then I get taken out by force before figuring out what was going on, but I sensed it."

"Sensed what?" Jade quirked a brow, watching as the word on your arm began to glow brightly, along with your fingertips.

"My powers get stronger around dark magic. Whoever's in control of the box, is full of dark magic. Whilst I'm full of sunlight, thus, apricus." You shrugged as Emma and Vardemus processed what you said.

"You don't think-"

"It has to be. There's no other answer." B/m/n concluded, as your three mothers knew who the killer was.

"You were self-aware from the beginning?"

"Yeah." You nodded as Vardemus looked at Emma, processing everything.

"So, the question we should be asking ourselves is, why they did it?" Vardemus concluded as you huffed.

"Now I get why you were Sherlock Holmes."

///

"Lizzie, she got her escape word but she's still in the game!" MG stammered as he woke up, out of the game's claws.

"And, Josie died. I saw it. So why is she still in there?" MG asked, glancing over at the sleeping Josie.

"We were right."

"Y/n, what are you-" Jade began, watching as you gently placed your hand on Josie's shoulder, grimacing as you tried to siphon.

"Fuck- I was right..." You murmured, staring at your palm as you pulled your hand away.

Josie was the one behind all of this.

///

"Did you have a breakthrough, or did the killer get to you too?" Emma asked, hurrying over to Raf as he woke up.

"I don't know." Raf admitted, his hands on the sides of his head as he processed what he'd seen after his self-awareness word.

Mortem.

///

"Oh thank god! I was beginning to think I need therapy myself!" Emma realised as Hope and Lizzie both woke up, immediately hugging each other before Hope spotted you.

"Ow, what was that for?" You asked as Hope whacked you on the shoulder.

"Guardian angel, seriously?"

Nora snorted with laughter as Mary-Lou smirked and B/m/n rolled her eyes at your cheesiness.

"Um, not to burst the bubble, but, what are we going to do about Jo?" MG asked, focussing you and Hope back on Jo as Lizzie and Emma looked over too.

///

"The Salvatore School is the most amazing place I have ever been. And the most dangerous." Emma admitted, continuing to talk but you teleported away, landing on Hope's bed with a soft thump.

"Like I told you before, Y/n and Hope share a bond like no other."

Hope wasn't there. She was looking for Landon.

///

"This isn't you, Jo."

Josie's eyes turned black as she grinned, "it is now. So get used to it. 'Cause this look is here to stay." Josie announced, clicking her fingers for a quick costume change.

Stirring from where you lay, you jerked up as you felt MG catch the sleeping Hope in his arms, glaring up at dark Josie after.

"Shit!" You exclaimed as you felt the trembling, the destruction from the werewolf transformation chamber, as Josie escaped, leaving a porton of the school on fire in the process.

"Why does she remind me of someone from Y/n's readings about the school? Um, hang on, the name will come to me... Katherine Pierce!" B/m/n announced as Nora and Mary-Lou shrugged, no clue about who Katherine was.

///

Life Was So Much Easier When I Only Cared About Myself

[that-blue-vault-dweller]

I thought of a funny one. Nora and her companion are just chilling when a rat crawls out and runs forwards Nora. She screams and just decides to crawl up the wall like fricking Spider-Man and she refuses to come down.

Oh, gosh, the mental image that sprung up in my mind when I first read this 😂😂😂

Thank you for the request, and I hope you enjoy! 💙💛

Cait - "It's just a stupid rat! It's probably gone now! But more importantly, how did you even get up there that way?!"

Piper - "Just hold on! If I can figure out how to climb up there like that, I'm going to be right up there with you!"

Curie - "Ooh! A rat! It is very cute, is it not? But wait! Madame, how have you managed to climb up there? You are like a spider on the wall!"

MacCready - "AAAAGGHHHH!!!! Oh, wait, I mean... Umm... A rat! Ha, ha... Umm, how did you get up there, anyway? Is there a special trick to it because I'd kind of like to learn? Heh, heh...."

Deacon - "Woah... All that for a rat? You must have a serious phobia to be able to literally climb up a wall and hang on for so long."

Codsworth - "Good golly, Mum! I forgot you were so terrified of rats! I'll rid ourselves of this infestation right this very moment!"

Hancock - "Please let me be high... I'm honestly too tired to do this today..."

Danse - "Incredible... May I ask how you're holding yourself up there? It honestly does not make logical sense."

Preston - "Woah! Did you see that thing run toward you?! Wait a minute... General, I think you need to calm down some!"

Valentine - "It's okay, kid. I think it's gone now. You can retract the claws now and come down from the wall."

X6-88 - *swiftly withdraws his gun and shoots the rat* "There, Ma'am. I have taken care of the situation. You can come down now."

Dogmeat - Growls and immediately chases after the rat. After all, this thing just scared his person, and no one scares his person! He does not come back until he has locked his jaws around the thing and has shaken it to death. Then he comes back and proudly presents his prize to F!Sole.

Strong - "HAHAHAHAHA, tiny human scared of rat! Tiny human climb up wall, HAHAHAHA---"

[kyoshisimp]

Continuation of the Belmont-Arc prompt (Really need to come up with a name for it)

Qrow and Trevor close in and begin their close quarter combat with the cartoony dust cloud hiding them from view. The crowd is hyped and the bets get more eccentric, from who will win to who will be the first to lose an article of clothing. An errant sock flies into the crowd, causing them to go into a frenzy as they try to surmise whose it might be.

The ones more or less out of the loop would be our dear sister teams, who are taking in the revelation from 3 of its members.

"Those buffoons are related to you?!" Weiss shrieked at Yang, Ruby, and Jaune.

"Well, one of them is our Uncle Qrow," Yang says, gesturing towards herself and Ruby. "And it looks like he's been drinking."

"They both look like they've been drinking!"

"Yeah but he usually doesn't have a drinking buddy with him. So that's weird."

"That's what's weird?!"

"Kinda expected from Drunkle Qrow," Ruby says, slightly mesmerized by fighting happening in front of her.

"Who cares about all of that?" Nora exclaims. "Let's see some professional carnage!"

Weiss' eyes twitch. Seeing as she is getting nowhere with Ruby and Yang, she turns to Jaune, who's clutching his hair in panic.

"And you, Arc! That other idiot is your uncle?"

"More or less," Jaune says monotonously, hunched over, already dead inside. "He's technically a distant relative. He's Trevor Belmont of House Belmont."

"House Belmont?" Weiss asks, raising an eyebrow.

"I'll... explain later," Jaune sighs. "Right now the important thing is to make sure they don't kill each other."

"Oh I'm sure it won't be that bad," Ruby says optimistically.

Just then the two fighters broke apart, glaring harshly at each other. Qrow reached back and took out his enormous, fuck-you sword (officially known as Harbinger). "Try to keep up, dog breath."

JNPR and _WBY all turn to shoot a deadpan look at Ruby.

"Well," Ruby says sheepishly, rubbing the back of her head. "The future's unknowable, right?"

"Oh, aren't you a glutton for punishment?" Trevor says, his hand grabbing a handle on the side of his hip. "I suppose I'll indulge you."

"Looks like things are about to pick up," Blake said.

"YAY! MORE VIOLENCE!"

"That's hardly a cause for celebration, Nora," Ren says.

"HERESY!"

"How do you think this is going to go, Jaune?" Pyrrha turned towards her partner, only to be shocked to see a vaguely human-shaped dust cloud where her partner had stood. "Jaune?"

Pyrrha turned back to the brawl and blinked, seeing that her partner somehow teleported to his uncle's side, struggling to restrain his arm.

"Huh," Ruby says. "Is it just me, or did he move faster than I can?"

"UNCLE TREVOR, NO!"

"UNCLE TREVOR, YES!"

"THAT'S OVERKILL!"

"NO SUCH THING AS OVERKILL, JAUNE-JAUNE!"

"NORA, I WILL PUT YOU IN THE CORNER AND HIDE THE PANCAKE INGREDIENTS IN THE TOP SHELF!"

"Eep! I'll be good!"

"Jaune, as much as I want to catch up, I'm going to need a minute to take care of that walking untrimmed nutsack over there."

"You are not using the whip!"

"I'll just get a few licks in! Nothing serious."

"How is an EXPLODING FUCKING WHIP NOT SERIOUS?"

"Tch, well now you've ruined the surprise."

The crowd watches on with morbid curiosity, being thrown for a loop seeing a nephew trying to stop his uncle from using a whip. Jaune continues to restrain him when he looks over and suddenly stops. He let his uncle go.

"Ah, glad you see it my way, dear nephew! Now then, where were-"

"I just remembered something, Uncle Trevor," Jaune said looking quite chipper. "You don't normally travel alone. Where's Aunt Sypha?"

"Oh she's busy meeting with the old coot and the dominatrix."

"Ah, so she's around?"

"Yes."

"In hearing range."

"Yes, why are you-" Trevor suddenly stiffens.

"Trevor, dear. Would you please turn around?" an accented female voice calls out sweetly.

Trevor gulps and slowly follows the command to see his wife, Sypha Belnades.

(I chose her season 3 outfit, the most badass looking one, in my opinion)

Sypha has an closed-eyed smile on her face, her bangs casting an eerie shadow on her face.

"I leave you alone to talk with the Headmaster and I come back to see you already drunk in the middle of the day, picking a fight with the other manchild over there."

"Hey now, that's-" Qrow started.

"Do not speak, Qrow. You'll have your turn in just a moment."

"Wel , uh, you see, umm, the thing..." Trevor is shifting nervously, eyes darting everywhere before landing on Jaune. "Jaune, help me out here."

"Perish."

"It's a good thing it's almost summer," Sypha continued. "I imagine you're going to sleep with a nice chill tonight."

"Well looks like you're in for it," Qrow says. "Have fun with-" Suddenly he feels himself stiffen and lift off the ground, a purple glow outlining his whole body. He glances over to see Glynda Goodwitch glaring into his soul. Ozpin is next to her casually sipping his mug.

"Picking a fight in the middle of a school day in front of a crowd of students, Qrow?" Glynda says ominously calm.

"Would you believe it was bad luck?"

"I'd rather blame you."

"Well that's unfortunate."

[novankenn]

Reluctant Hero?

= Thirty-Three = (Chapter List)

Nora: So, to the bullhead station?

Jaune: And get on one of those death-traps? No way. We're taking the Delta.

Cardin: (From the back seat) Beacon is on the top of a cliff, how is this bucket of... (Nora shot him a glare over her shoulder, cutting him off)

Nora: So how are we getting back without a bullhead?

Jaune: (Guiding the Delta through Vale's traffic.) There's an old access road from Vale to Beacon. We're taking that.

Nora: An OLD road? Can we... even make it?

Jaune: The Classic can make it through anything, oh ye of little faith!

Cardin: How are you so sure?

Jaune: If this old gal could get me and my friends up to the... um... she just will, trust me. Nora, hit play if you please... we need some cruising music.

Nora gave Cardin a questioning look over her shoulder, only to get a shrug of his shoulders as a response. So she reached over and hit play on the old tape deck.

Jaune: Oh yeah, that's the stuff!

Nora and Cardin sat back, giving Jaune a similar look, as he started to tap the wheel with his cybernetic hand, while also singing along... very off-key.

Despite Cardin and Nora's reservations, the Delta 88, or as Jaune called it "the Classic" was easily handling the rutted and rough very unmaintained road that lead from Vale proper to Beacon. Though neither was appreciating Jaune's singing.

After the fifth repetition of the song, as apparently the tape was just the one song, Nora had had enough and reached over and ejected the tape.

Jaune: Hey! (Taking his eyes off the road and giving Nora a look) I was...

Cardin: LOOK OUT!

Jaune/Nora: SHIT!

The beowulf hit the front of the Delta, was flipped over the hood to slam into the windshield, causing it's head to burst in a spray of goo that coated the glass. A second impact caused Jaune to slam on the brakes.

Cardin: What the f...?

Nora: Where the FUCK did that come from?

Jaune: (Attempting to use the wipers to clear the windshield, so he could see) I have no... Crap baskets.

Nora: Jaune? (Looks out the smeared windshield, seeing the approaching forms of at least three more beowulf and two missing Beacon applicants.) Crap baskets.

Jaune: Well, we have a choice, Lady and Gent.

Cardin: And that would be?

Jaune: Do we get out and fight, or?

Nora: Or?

Jaune: Do I run them over?

Cardin: Are you serious?

Jaune: Ah yes, I am serious! What do you think I would joke about running people over? That's cold man, real cold.

Nora: They're getting closer!

Jaune didn't wait for any further conversation, as he put the Delta 88 into reverse and stepped on the gas.

Cardin: What are you doing?

Jaune: I need room to get up to speed!

Nora: (having rolled down her window and peeking past the goo covered windshield) I think they know what you're planning on doing!

Jaune: Too late now! (Jaune hit the brake, put the Delta into drive and stomped on the gas.)

Forty-One hundred pounds of steel met a few hundred pounds of flesh at about fifty-miles and hour. Cardin winced at the sounds of bodies being knocked aside, over and under the car. Jaune didn't even flinch as he kept the accelerator floored and the wipers going.

Cardin: Can you even...

Nora: Let go, you bitch!

Deadite Student: (Half climbing through Nora's open window. It's twisted claw like fingers tangled in Nora's hair.) I will swallow your soul!

Jaune: Cardin do something!

Cardin: You do something!

Jaune: I'm driving!

Nora: Get off me, cunt! Someone, just do something!

Deadite Student: You will all die! There is nothing you ca...

BOOM! The Delta swerved dangerously as everyone now coated in gore shook their heads trying to ease the ringing in their ears, thanks to Cardin firing his shotgun inside the cab of the car.

Nora: I GOT IT IN MY MOUTH!!!

Jaune: WHAT?

Cardin: AHHH!!! MY EARS!!!!

Jaune: WHAT?

Thirty minutes later, the goo splattered trio exited the gore covered car. Glynda sighed as she looked them over. She knew she was supposed to ask, but she really didn't want to. Really, she did not want to know what those three menaces had gotten involved in. But it was her job to keep tabs on the trio.

Glynda: Would you mind explaining?

Jaune: WHAT?

Glynda: Why are you yelling?

Nora: I NEED MOUTHWASH!!! OR BLEACH!!

Glynda: I... ah... CAN, SOMEONE, TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!

Cardin: (His hands pressed to his ears) I'LL NEVER LOOK AT ROADKILL THE SAME WAY AGAIN!!

Glynda: Roadkill?

Nora stumbled away from her teammates making a bee-line for the fountain, and as shocked students and a dumbfounded Glynda watched she dunked her whole head in to the cool clear water. Jaune stumbled about to the rear of the Delta 88 and popped the trunk. Glynda's shoulder's dropped as she watched as the young man, pulled out a six-pack of beer and proceeded to walk over to a nearby bench.

Glynda: WHAT HAPPENED? WHY ARE YOU ALL SO... SO... GOOEY?

Cardin: DID YOU SAY SOMETHING, TEACH?