#nora i see what you've done there

[iambecomeyourvillain]

andrew and renee being biblically accurate best friends:

+ andrew being right as always

[arc-misadventures]

Meet the Family Au Rin: Rin takes Jaune to her destroyed town where she made makeshift graves for her parents. Rin she talks about her and Jaune while Jaune just supports her. (Nora and Pyrrha are taking down any Grimm near by. The entire team already killed the Nuckalevee)

Meet the Family: Rin

Rin: So this... this is what's left of my hometown... It was destroyed by that, Nuckalevee we killed...

Jaune: This place is... whoa...

Rin: Yeah.. My family's house was right there.

Jaune: That pile of rubble, and ash?

Rin: Yes... My mom died in that house...

Jaune: Oh... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry to hear that, Rin.

Rin: It's okay, Jaune. My father also died here... somewhere... He died trying to kill the, Knucklevee. But, he failed... I met, Nora after that when we were trying to escape from here.

Jaune: Are you okay, Rin? Being here, after everything that has happened... It must be hard for you.

Rin: It's a little hard, but... y-your here with me, Jaune.. so... It doesn't hurt as much...

Jaune: Rin...

Rin: ...

Rin: I... I want to make a memorial...

Jaune: A memorial?

Rin: Y-Yeah... I know how to make shift one based on my families traditions... c-could you help me make one?

Jaune: It would be my honour.

~~~

Rin: Okay... It's done...

Jaune: You know... for a pile of rocks... It's really nice.

Rin: Thank you, Jaune... this means a lot to me.

Jaune: Like I said, Rin; It's my honour.

Rin: T-Thank you...

Jaune: Are we done, or is there something else we need to do?

Rin: Well... We bow our heads, and say a silent prayer to the departed. Unless you're not comfortable with that...?

Jaune: That's fine. Alright, after you then?

Rin: (Clap!)

Jaune: (Clap!)

Rin: Mom, Dad... It's me... Rin... I'm doing well... I've avenged you, I slayed the, Knucklevee... And, I've also found, a home.. I have new friends, and a new family... and... and someone special I want to spend the rest of my life with... Thank you for all that you've done for me... I love you... Goodbye...

Jaune: Mr. and Mrs. Rin... You're daughter... Lian Rin is a wonderful person. She is brave, warm, sweet, and beautiful... I thank you for bring her into this world... And, I swear on my families name of, Luna Jaune Arc that I will protect her... and, if I could have your permission... to one day... marry her, and take her as my wife... I may have to marry several girls... they won't take no for an answer. But, nonetheless! I wish to marry her... I pray for your blessing... I love her, and I want her to stay in my life, now, and forever... I promise... May your souls rest in peace...

Jaune: Okay... now what?

Rin: I guess we can leave now... there's nothing else to be done...

Jaune: Yeah... the others will be waiting for us. But, don't you want to check your old home? You might find something there?

Rin: N-No... Everything was destroyed in the fire. Not even my mothers remains...

Jaune: Alright I thought I should...

(Tink~!)

Jaune: Hmm...? What's this...?

Jaune: A ring?

Rin: A ring...? Wait...?! That's my moms wedding band!

Jaune: Your moms wedding ring? Well... That's one hell of an answer...

Rin: C-Can I have that back, Jaune...? Please...?

Jaune: Of course; Hold out your hand.

Rin: Okay.

Rin: W-W-Wait...?! Jaune that's my...?!

Jaune: There... Perfect fit...

Rin: Jaune... Y-You didn't need to put it there... people will think you asked me to marry you...

Jaune: Do you want me to get a different ring then?

Rin: ...

Rin: W-What...? W-What are you talking about, Jaune...?

Jaune: Rin...

Jaune: Marry me?

Rin: Yes.

Jaune: That was fast. You barely even thought about it.

Rin: I've been thinking about it since I first met you...

Jaune: Really?

Rin: W-Well... not imminently after meeting you... but, seeing how you treated the three of us... I couldn't help but fall in love with you... So... I... I can't help, but imagine being married to you, Jaune. So... Yes, I will marry you, Jaune Luna Arc...

Jaune: ...

Jaune: Luna is actually my first name...

Rin: R-Really?

Jaune: Never liked it as a first name...

Rin: Well... I'll make you love it, Luna...

Jaune: We'll see about that... Lian...

~~~

Nora: YESYESYESYES!!!

Pyrrha: Oh gods... That was beautiful!

Nora: Yes! Kiss the girl, Jaune! Shower her in love, and affection!

Pyrrha: One down two to go!

Nora: Bet ya he'll ask me to marry him before you!

Pyrrha: I'll take that bet!

Beowulf: GRRR! RAHH!

(BANG!)

Nora: Excuse me?! We're having a moment here?!

Pyrrha: Motherfuckers!

~~~

(KA-BOOM!!!)

JR: ...

Jaune: I think, Nora's blown a fuse...

Rin: Pyrrha also...

JR: ...

Jaune: Well then... shall we get going then?

Rin: Let's...

Jaune: After you then, Mrs. Arc.

Rin: This is the best day ever~!

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Laios: Oh, So these "Grimm" just dissolve away? You can't eat them?

Jaune: UNfortunately no, these things aren't like any other animals on the planet. Nora claims to have took a bite of one once! She said it tasted like Charcoal mixed with blood.

Laios: Hmm. Doesn't sound appetizing. Man, I was hoping to try one of them.

Jaune: Really? Well- I guess eating other kinds of monsters makes sense. Are they any good?\

Laios: Of course - not everything is edible but if you know how to prepare it-

~~~~~

Blake: *Stare*

Izutsumi: *Stare*

~~~~~

Tai: *Avoiding the Elephant in the room* ...

Chilchuck: *Also avoiding the Elephant in the room* ...

Tai: ... You know, I've never really picked up any of the 'Finer' Skills, always been more of a Brawler than anything. I've always thought about learning how to pick locks, just in case I lock my keys in my car or something.

Chilchuck: I ... I could try and Teach you if you'd like?

~~~~~

Ozpin: It's always nice to see a young practitioner of the arts.

Marcille: hey! Just because I'm only 50 doesn't mean I'm young! I'm probably older than you!

Ozpin: Heh. I can assure you, you are not. *Sip*

Marcille: Hey, what's that?

Ozpin: Hot Chocolate. Would you like some?

Marcille: Yes Please!

~~~~~

Senshi: ... When you're plating it up, just spoon the Curry over rice, garnish with a sprig of rosemary, and it's done!

Ren: *Accepting a bowl* Hmm. I never thought of using Eggs like that ... Let alone soft-shelled eggs.

Nora: *Happily taking a bowl* It Smells Delicious! I don't know that I've ever smelled anything so ... Warm?

Senshi: Well, Dig in! Let me know how it Tastes!

*Nom* *Bite*

Ren: ...

Nora: ...

Senshi: What d'ya think? Is it Good?

Ren: *Tearing up* It's ... It's fantastic ...

Nora: *Openly weeping as she horks it down* ITSH SHO GOO!

Ren: The Creaminess, the spice, the fat from the pork ... I Can't believe it ...

Senshi: Well, that's great to hear, but I can't help but notice You're actin' like you've never had a home-cooked meal before!

Ren: The closest Nora's ever gotten was from me. The day we she was fighting for a piece of bread from the garbage. Then My village was attacked, Overrun ... AS far as we know we're the only survivors. I learned how to cook for us using what we had, but it's never ... I've never felt like I had the chance ...

Senshi: ... You were just to kids fending for yourselves?

Nora: *Gulp* I mean, not all the time! We just got sick of oatmeal and gruel and whatever canned pasta was being served and learned to make our own food!

Nora: well ... Ren learned how to cook for us. *Holding out her bowl* More please?

Senshi: Uh, Certainly! *Taking her bowl and filling it*

Senshi: *thinking about what he went through*

Senshi: Hey, you two *He stands to his full height* I Believe that no one Should go Hungry! And the fact the two of you had to go through something so horrible and then have had to scrounge to make something half decent really ticks me Off!

Senshi: I swear that whenever we meet again I'll cook you the tastiest, most nutritional meal I can whip up! You kids have more than earned it with all you've been through!

Nora: *Gasp* Really!

Senshi: Yes, really!

Nora: Thankyouthaknyouthankyou!

Ren: *Finishing his bowl* Thank you very much Sir! And Nora, please slow down, you'll get a stomach ache from eating so fast.

[adamsrcnan]

OKAY OKAY here we goooo an annoyingly long-ish post about all my thoughts on The Sunshine Court

Spoilers Spoilers Spoilersss you've been warned

First things first it is so interesting to see Nora writing from not one but TWO new people's perspective. Jean's perspective is just devastating being inside his head is heartbreaking the constant fear and panic and how much of his energy is used on just pushing down every memory of what was done to him. His coping mechanisms are terrifying and i truly do hope by the end of book 2 he has a healthier way of dealing with it bc baby boy stop hurting yourself :( Every sentence was so painful to read. But also his resilience the entire time to get through it no matter what, god i fucking love him!!! He is a fighter.

Jeremy's perspective is sooooo refreshing. He is such a little sweetheart i could cry. The fact that he sends hand written letters and he's so caring and genuine but he can also be so stern. When he dropped that "i asked you a question" to Lucas fkehdjdfjdh OK SIR. I'M SAT. His relationship with the family butler is so endearing as well i need more background on that for sure! My only one criticism is that he didn't have enough pov chapters and i'm hoping we'll learn more in the second book of course because there's still so much about him and his (dysfunctional? toxic?) family dynamic that we don't know yet but also i'm greedy and i wanna know EVEYTHING about him !!!

Kevin and Jean are so just tragic it actually breaks my fucking heart like "you didn't have to slit my throat on the way out" JEAN??? and "promise me you won't try again. I can't lose you." KEVIN??? And the fact that Jean to this day is still keeping that promise. Also Jean's obvious but secret long term crush on Kevin the way it's subtly dropped every time Jean has to stamp down on his desire's and "temptations" GOD PLEASE I CAN'T STAND IT

SPEAKING OF!!! BISEXUAL JEAN ??? BI JEAN??? BI JEANNNN !!!!

Neil and Jean oh my God like where do i even start?? The guilt Jean feels at what happened to Neil in the Nest and him finally calling him by his name after Riko's death and telling him his game was good. And Neil seriously needs to give himself more credit for how much of a caring person he is because the way he indirectly told Jean that he thinks he is worth saving and didn't even hesitate before asking Stuart to send someone after That Guy after what Jean told him. Neil Josten the man that you are!!!

Jean's little sister Elodie what a beautiful name. Them being so close and him reading to her. The way he found out about her death jolted me differently. It was so awful and i'm so sorry Jean didn't get to see her grow up and meet her again.

Renee and Jean oh my god. Jean thinking she's beautiful (bitch me toooo) And the whole right person wrong time ugh i can't stand it. Him wearing her necklace all the time, enough that Jeremy always notices it. And unabashedly stealing her picture from the foxes lounge. Like he did not give a fuck. He said this one is mine. One good reason to stay alive being rainbows i'm gonna FKSJSKDHDH. Theirs would be such a soft love.

Speaking of soft loves Laila and Cat are EVERYTHINGGGG. God they are so cute with their little domestic life and their rich gay boy son who crashes on their couch with his cardboard cut out dog. That whole friendship dynamic is beautiful. Their fierce protectiveness and care over Jean as well and the patience they have with him even after the little kitchen incident. When Cat took Jean out for a drive on her motorcycle god that was such a heart warming moment and Jean helping them cook as well and becoming the girls' little sous chef it's so cute so endearing !!!

FINALLY FINALLY THE JEREJEAN DYNAMIC

PLEASE I'M GONNA SCREAM

Jeremy being the one who told Jean that Riko was dead i don't even know what to begin with THAT like hhhhhhh. The way they're both stupidly attracted to each other but won't/can't do anything about it. THE WHOLE "say yes Jeremy" SCENE WTF WAS THATTT I WAS GOING INSANEEEE. Both of them having to stop mid sentence when they catch the other looking FINE as hell. Jean being so obvious that even Lucas picks up on the way he looks at Jeremy. Jeremy being there to ground Jean in a Moment and helping him come down from it. Grabbing his face and telling him he's okay. Moving into the room with him to make him feel more comfortable !! The way Jean grabs Jeremy's chin (boiiiii). Jeremy constantly reminding Jean that he is NOT A RAVEN ANYMORE no matter how many times he has to say it. Jeremy saying he'll wait as long as it takes until Jean speaks to him. JEREMY GIVING HIM A HUG AND JEAN CLUTCHING DESPERATELY TO HIS SHIRT FUUCUFHDHSJHSSUHDH and then the "will you help me?" And the "Anything you need" AND THEY'RE GOING TO TAKE A CERAMICS CLASS TOGETHER?!?!?!!!! i can't i can't i can't i caaan'ttt

There's so much more to say but i'm gonna leave it at this for now because i need to go re-read it again and take my time with it this time round but i really could not have asked for anything better Nora truly outdid herself here !!! I'm forever grateful she blessed us with this after so long.

[infiniteimaginings]

I love how you write, by gods I will keep them forever. Definitely the best writings by Max Thunderman that I have read here, I would be fascinated by a second part of ⟨Perfect for me⟩, Of course if it's in your plans or you have time, if not ignore me completely but I love how you write 💞🎸

Imperfectly Loved (Max Thunderman x GN!Reader)

Summary: Max Thunderman has been utterly heartbroken since you broke up with him due to his rivalry with one of your friends, his sister. Their powerful arguments has led them both to lose you, and Max doesn't know what to do anymore. Even if he had a moment to talk to you, what would he even say? Part One: Perfect for Me Pronouns: You/Yours, They/Them Warnings: Brief mentions of characters not eating, but no depth into it. Word Count: 5.0k A/N: I'm using your ask so everyone knows this is part two lmao (but if you've never read perfect for me it's not required to read the first part, you'll get the gist). But thank you so much! You're such a sweetie! Thank you thank you thank you! 'Perfect for me' was originally based on a song, then I changed it to what it is, and it wasn't going to have a part two. I enjoy the angst. Since you guys all asked so nicely, here is the heavily requested part two!

Max Thunderman was known to be mischievous, he was known to be manipulative, ‘evil’ even. Max Thunderman was known to be in his lair working on his next scheme to bring embarrassment to others, humor to himself. He would go to the kitchen, see his family, and retort back to them when they speak of his ‘phase’ he’s going through, telling them how serious he was about being evil.

The issue at the moment was that Max wasn’t doing any of that. He hadn’t worked on a project in a few days, nor had he eaten meals with his family in the time span. When he walked up the stairs to get to the main floor of his home and his family saw him, he wouldn't even acknowledge them. He wouldn’t look at them, not an eye roll, not a snarky response, not even a smirk.

Barb would ask if he had gotten to the closing end of his ‘phase’ since he wasn’t acting as his normal self, Hank laughing at the comment a bit. Max looked at them, but his eyes were distant, as if he was looking straight through them. He would turn and go to the pantry, grabbing a bottle of water and then he would go back to his lair, not saying a word. 

His parents looked at each other oddly, confused as to why Max suddenly was acting so strange. 

Phoebe had only been looking down if she was in the area with Max at all, her time had mainly been spent in her own bedroom.

Billy and Nora would frown at one another, their two older siblings had been detached from the rest of the family since Saturday, since you had left the house. They didn’t know when everything would go back to normal, if anything would go back to normal. 

The following days had the same pattern. Phoebe would come down for breakfast or dinner, she wouldn’t talk. She would pick at her food and when everyone left the table she would go back to her room. Max wouldn’t come for meals at all and he would stay in his lair, no sounds heard from his room from the kitchen like before.

Phoebe would go to his lair door, the basement door, and listen in, concern always filled her. She would hear quiet, muffled sobs from the room. When she heard Max’s hiccups and large gasps for air from crying her own eyes would fill with tears. She would sniffle and contemplate whether she should knock and try to comfort him, but she would shake the thoughts from her head and go back up the stairs to the main floor.

One day she had done the usual, listening at the door, trying to find the courage to knock and do something for Max. When she listened in this time, she heard footsteps coming to where she was so she would rush up the stairs, going to the kitchen to act as if she was just looking for a snack.

Max walked past her like he didn’t see her. He went to the pantry and his eyes scanned the area but he just closed it back and walked back to his lair. He had kicked the button, about to go down before Phoebe squeezed her eyes shut, deciding this was her moment or she’d never have it again.

“Max!” She called to him, hands clenched into fists to stop them from shaking, walking closer so now she was at the base of the small steps to get to the tunnel. 

Her twin looked at her blankly, his eyes were so unfocused, it made her shiver, slightly uncomfortable. They didn’t have the typical glint in his eyes when he was plotting something, a glint she hated but something she now missed about him. 

Phoebe shifted a bit on her feet, looking down before taking a deep breath, “I just wanted to tell you that I’m so sorry.” She told him, chewing the inside of her cheek. Max continued to look at her glassy eyed, the tunnel door open and lit up. He didn’t say anything in response, he stood un-moving, almost not even blinking. Due to the lack of response she continued to speak, “I didn’t mean for your relationship to end.” She spoke softly, looking at him with sad, glossy eyes. 

Max had taken a few steps down, now on the same level as Phoebe, he stared at her. His blank eyes were looking into her regret filled ones, his expression was neutral, he showed no emotion. His lips parted a bit, he cleared his throat, almost like he hadn’t spoken in a while. He blinked at Phoebe, “They ended things with me, it’s over, me and them are done.” He told her something she already knew, his voice was flat, monotone. “I will never get them back, and I wish I could blame you entirely.” He continued on, hands at his sides. “I can’t though, because it’s my fault too. Either way, whether it’s majority yours or majority mine, it doesn’t matter.” He expressed to her, head moving a bit to the side, voice hollow, eyes with no shine. “We don’t have to like each other or even try for their sake because they’re gone, so stop.” He finished, turning and deciding to just go down the stairs to his lair, not in the mood to go down the slide.

The girl watched him walk down the stairs to his room, blinking back her tears, nodding at his words. She tried to take a breath but a struggling sob came out instead. Her hands were clenching, nails digging so deep into her palms she could’ve drawn blood. She really didn’t know that you had affected him so much.

It was Thursday morning, a weekday, a school day. Max and Phoebe had been going to school, Phoebe just went earlier and Max tended to show up at the normal time so they wouldn’t walk together. Phoebe was the student body president so she had to show up early anyways that day for a meeting with the student body, you were a part of the student body.

When she walked in, she tried looking for you, wanting to apologize because here you couldn’t avoid her. You had been avoiding the twins since Saturday, moving away from them in the halls, carrying all your supplies so you wouldn’t have to stop at your locker, eating lunch somewhere Phoebe couldn’t find anywhere.

The room was filled with all the members and Phoebe sat at the table in the front, but she didn’t see you. She noticed Flunky looking at her intensely but shrugged it off, the blonde tended to do that alot so she wasn’t concerned about it. The time hit the start of the meeting so she began, speaking of ideas and changes they could make, asking for suggestions.

Flunky had stood up with a folder, he brought it to her table where she, the vice president, the secretary, and etc all were sitting. Phoebe took hold of it and saw your name on it, “Why do you have their folder?” She asked with a raised brow, tone unimpressed as she held it in her hand, not opening it.

“They told me to present it to you since they wouldn’t be present today.” The boy had spoken seriously as if he were some sort of agent. He tried to stand tall even though he was the shortest one there, his chin tilted up.

“They won’t be here?”

“Correct.”

“Will they be at school?”

“Yes.”

“Why won’t they come to the meeting?”

“I can not disclose that information.”

“You don’t know, do you?” Phoebe asked him with a raised brow, the folder long passed over to the vice president who looked over it. Flunky pursed his lips and nodded, looking down and turning to sit back down.

Phoebe puffed air in her cheeks and mumbled an ‘okay’, continuing the meeting. She spoke about the ideas you had in the folder, truly appreciative that you still contributed even though you were ignoring her.

The moment that the bell rang for students to go to their lockers before first period, Flunky had jumped up and rushed out of the room. This action was weird to Phoebe because usually Flunky would put on his sunglasses and try flirting with her, though she turned him down. She didn’t think about it much, she was thinking about far more important things, but Flunky not bothering her gave her a moment of peace.

Flunky had rushed to the lockers, standing in front of one with his arms crossed. He was looking around with suspicious eyes, they were narrowed and gazing at every person who crossed his path.

You walked up and Flunky moved a bit, letting you get to your locker. You smiled a bit at how serious he was taking all this and opened your locker. “Hi Flunky.” You greeted, placing your stack of items into the locker. You didn’t feel like carrying everything around today, you had a project so you needed that to be taken care of. 

Flunky greeted you with a head nod, still looking around. You asked if he could be a ‘bodyguard’ of sorts so that you wouldn't have to keep going to such extremes to avoid the two people who continuously tried talking to you. Flunky agreed without you even having to explain, not letting anyone talk to you while you were at your locker, his hands clasped in front of him, standing stiffly. You were organizing your locker, placing everything you had been carrying around in their respective places since you hadn’t used the locker in quite a bit.

You felt your ears twitch a bit at the sound of footsteps nearing you, you paid no mind to it, everyone was going to their lockers. You paid no mind until you heard Flunky clear his throat, “Hey.” He spoke simply, deepening his voice to be more intimidating.

“Hey…Flunky.” 

That voice, you recognized it. The tone was extremely uninterested in the blonde in front of them. Your head snapped up to stare at the back of your locker, you didn’t dare to turn because if you did you knew you would end up talking to the person.

You heard the shuffling of feet, Flunky was following every move that the person had made. There was an exasperated sigh, “Flunky, move.” The male voice spoke. It was Max, your suspicions confirmed. You tried to put things into your locker a little faster, still not turning to look at him.

Flunky shook his head, arms crossed, “Can't do that.” He spoke simply, eyes looking straight into Max’s. Max shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose before looking back up and looking over the younger boy's shoulder, “Please, talk to me.” He spoke to you, his voice directed to you had caused you to freeze.

His voice was quieter, he sounded tired. You couldn’t face him, you wouldn’t, if you had turned you felt as if you would crumble. He always had that effect on you, the effect to just stay if you looked in his eyes long enough. You whispered silent thank yous to Flunky within your head, grateful you had come up with the idea the afternoon before. 

“Flunky, I’m serious, move.” Max spoke, a slight hint of desperation in his voice. 

“I’m serious too.” The younger had told him, standing in front of you, your backs to one another. “They don’t want to talk to you, clearly.” Flunky had let him know, tilting his head a bit. If you had really not minded Max talking to you, you would’ve turned around and told him that, but you didn’t. Since you didn’t, Flunky was going to keep being a protector of some sort.

Max blew air out his nose, eyes narrowed, “Move.” He spoke through gritted teeth, trying not to have an outburst so early in the morning, especially around you. Flunky didn’t change position, “Max, you’re my friend.” Flunky spoke, the comment causing Max to light up a bit, “But they do not want to talk to you, so you need to go.” 

Max sighed, nodding, “Okay.” He spoke quietly, kicking the ground a bit. “Yeah, I get it.” He spoke once more, turning around, “I’ll leave you alone.” He told you specifically, now walking off to whatever his first class was.

You didn’t realize you were so tense, your hands were gripping the folder you were putting away so tightly that crescent shaped dents were in it. You dropped the folder, closing your locker, relaxing your body and putting your head on the cold metal. Flunky turned to you, his serious demeanor softening. He placed a hand on your back, rubbing circles into it, “Let’s get to class.” He told you, grabbing your project for you.

The very next day, Friday, you had asked Flunky not to be your protector. He did great at his job, but you felt it hurt a little more to be able to hear them talking rather than just tell them to go away. Flunky had understood, telling you to come find him if you changed your mind and you had agreed.

After your club at the end of the day, you went to your locker to put everything away. Neither of the twins had tried to talk to you that day, you would say it felt refreshing but, losing your friends wasn’t a good feeling. It felt nice for a moment though, just the quiet, not having to worry about it.

The world worked against you because the moment you closed your locker and turned around, you were met face to face with Phoebe Thunderman, someone you definitely did not want to see.

You stared at her before walking in the direction of the school exit. She had noticed what you were trying to do and rushed in front of you, she held her hand out to stop you from walking, “Wait!” She expressed, eyes distressed as they looked deep into yours. You had no idea why you stopped walking, why you made eye contact with her, why you decided to stand and for some reason hear her out.

You had inhaled, rolling your eyes, “The two of you just don’t quit.” You mumbled to yourself, shaking your head. Phoebe was slightly confused at the comment, unsure of what you meant but she shrugged it off. She puffed air into her cheeks, trying to figure out where to start with the conversation, her fingers playing with the bracelet on her wrist.

You stood there, impatiently. You were tapping your foot, looking at the clock as if you had somewhere to be. You didn’t. Phoebe had noticed your body language and decided to just spit out whatever she was trying to say. 

“You don’t have to forgive me.”

“Yes, I know.”

Your curt response made her deflate a bit, but she built her courage back a bit, looking down. “At least forgive him.” She told you, eyes meeting yours once more, hair in her face a bit, a frown on her face. You struggled to keep eye contact, she looked so hopeless, for lack of a better word. She had dark circles under her eyes and her eyes were glossed over with tears. You tried to open your mouth to speak but Phoebe just continued, trying to get everything out.

She swallowed hard, “He has been a mess since you guys broke up.” She spoke, her voice breathy as she blinked hurriedly, keeping her tears back. “He won’t eat,” She began, holding a finger up to count, “he’s in his lair all the time,” she continued, “he’s destroyed because of this.” She told you, lips parted, trying to speak more but her mouth soon closed. 

She remembered that night, last week, when Max had cried in front of her. When he cried over you, tried to text you over and over again. When he said ‘Thank you Phoebe for showing me which one of us was evil. Because you really proved that it’s not me.’ She had thought about every nasty comment she ever told you about him and she felt the sharp blade of her words go through her chest. Every comment she remembered she would remember how hurt Max had looked, she had never seen him cry over something like this, she’d never seen him so vulnerable.

Phoebe licked her lips, sniffling a bit, “When I saw him crying over you,” she spoke, the words caused your eyes to snap to her. He was crying over you? You had never seen him cry before, you guys were close, but he always had a smile or smirk on his face when you saw him. “it hurt.” Phoebe continued, now messing with the bottom of her shirt. She looked as if she was zoning out, remembering things you couldn’t, gazing to the floor as she spoke. “It hurt to see my brother like that.” She told you, now looking up at you again. You stood as still as a statue, you didn’t know what to say.

“I didn’t know how much he loved you.” She sniffled, biting the inside of her cheek, “I didn’t know he loved you at all.”

There was silence from you, when she looked at you she couldn’t tell what your expression was. She didn’t know if she just made things worse or better, but she wanted to tell you so at least you would know. 

She relaxed a bit, “I’m sorry for all those things I said.” She apologized,  “I didn’t realize that he cares about you more than anyone else in this world.” The words spilled out of her mouth easily, you were avoiding them so she was sure that Max didn’t get a chance to tell you. She wanted to fix this since she was the one who caused it, “Please, go talk to him.” She begged, a hand placing itself gently on your shoulder, you didn’t flinch away.

There was silence once again and she nodded. She patted your shoulder and began to walk away, “I’m sorry again.” Was the final thing she had said, walking out the school doors.

You breathed out a sigh of relief, your chest felt tight, you gripped it with your hand trying to breathe. You fluttered your eyes in rapid blinks, you felt as if the entire school just closed on you. So much information was dumped on you, you didn’t know how much this had affected the two. Phoebe was not the kind of person to apologize for the sake and concern of her brother, ever, and she was practically begging you to talk to him because he was hurt. So much was running through your mind that before you knew it, you were on your way to the Thunderman household before you could even think it through.

You knocked on the familiar red door, dancing on your heels a bit. You wondered who would answer it, if it was Max, you would probably sputter on the spot. If it was one of his parents, you’d be able to talk to them quite easily.

As you thought about it, the door had opened a bit. The smaller boy with brown hair had looked up to you and tilted his head, his little sister now next to him. You didn’t expect your breath to hitch when you saw the two younger siblings of Max, you didn’t expect to be nervous when you saw the two. 

You waved slightly with an awkward smile, “Hey. “ You greeted them, your void airy. They said small greetings in response and you danced on your heels once again, “Is Max home?” You asked the two and they shook their heads. 

Billy shook his head and Nora tilted her head, “He never came home.” Nora explained to you with a shrug.

Max wasn’t home, you weren’t sure where you could find him. You were trying to think under the watchful eye of the young children in front of you until you had a bit of an idea. You lit up a bit and told the two thank you, going to walk down the driveway.

“Are you still angry at him?” The small girl's voice suddenly spoke out, and you turned to her. The door was still open, the two were leaning forward a bit to look at you. You walked back to them, frowning a bit, “I was upset with him, but I’m not angry.” You explained to them honestly, shaking your head as you spoke. 

Billy moved the ball in his hand, they must’ve been playing another game. This ball however was a little singed in the middle, you tried not to question it. “Were you sad?” He asked you and you nodded slightly, the reaction made him frown, “Max was sad too.” He told you.

“Really sad.” Nora added onto it.

You tilted your head with sad eyes but a bit of a smile, you took hold of their hands gently, the two were pouting ever so slightly. “I’m going to try to make him feel better.” You reassured the two who gently smiled at you. 

Nora picked her head up a bit, “Do you still like him?” she asked you, her bow moving over slightly. The air between the three of you was quiet, still. You adjusted her bow for her, standing and brushing yourself off.

“Yeah, I still like him.” 

You had walked away from the smaller Thundermans and began walking to an area you didn’t know the directions to that well. You took about four wrong turns but eventually you reached the building. The familiar broken glass and dust reached your line of sight, causing you to relax and grin. You walked to the other side of the room you entered, climbing a ladder to the roof.

When your head had popped out and you felt the air gently blow against your face, the chill caused warmth to spread through your cheeks. You looked around a bit and saw a figure sitting with their knees to their chest, Max, he didn’t notice you. You pulled yourself up onto the roof, walking over carefully and quietly, “I thought I’d find you here.” You spoke gently, standing next to him.

He looked up and you thought you would be met with the warm brown eyes you were used to, but his face was sullen, his eyes were puffy, his expression slightly vacant. Your grin had fallen into a frown, you didn’t realize how tired he was, how upset he was.

You sat next to him quietly, hugging your knees as you looked out to the sky. The sun was setting, it was getting colder, the air between the two of you was tense. You didn’t know what to say, you had found him, but now what? 

He cleared his throat, rubbing his eyes with arm, hiding his face from you a bit, “I didn’t expect you.” He mumbled to you, his voice hoarse, scratchy. You looked over with sad eyes, “I know.” You muttered back and he just looked forward. “You know…” He began, sniffling a bit, “No one else comes here, just us.” He slightly explained to you. 

The thought of having a place to yourselves spread warmth into your chest. You couldn’t smile at the feeling though, because even though he had said ‘us’, he was here by himself originally. He had been by himself for days, ever since you left last week. It broke your heart to see him like this, it broke your heart to see him.

“Phoebe told me that-“ You began, unsure of how to continue but Max beat you to the punch. “I looked a mess?” He asked, and you nodded, humming in response to confirm.

He shook his head, chuckling a bit, “She's such a snitch.” 

You laughed a bit with him at the comment and scrunched your nose. “Well, her snitching got me here.” You told him, placing your cheek on your knees, looking at him. He nodded, leaning back on his hands, still looking straight forward. “I guess I should thank her.” He spoke, slightly nodding as he spoke before tilting her head, “Maybe in a letter after I’m dead, but I'll thank her anyways.” He told you, and the both of you bursted into laughter. 

You nodded, lifting your head, “There’s my Max.” You spoke, looking at the sky with a soft smile. It had gotten darker, but not dark enough that the sky was black. The sky was a light orange and pink, the moon already up. 

Max had stopped laughing, extending his legs, looking away from you. “Am I your Max?” He asked you quietly, unsure of where this conversation would lead.

Your mouth had gone dry, you didn’t look at him. You had begun to mess with your hands that were holding your knees to your chest. You soon relaxed your legs, sitting in a cross-legged position. You sighed, feeling a pain in your side causing you to jolt up. He looked over at you at your motion in concern, your eyes met his, and this time his expression was attentive, he saw you instead of seeing through you. To be fair, he always saw you, you were the only one he cared enough to pay more attention to.

You hummed, rubbing your neck a bit, “I think we could work through some stuff.” You muttered to him, hand slowly reaching to his, but it was so subtle, you almost couldn't tell your hand was moving. He kept his eyes on you, never looking away. You haven’t been this close to him in days and he missed seeing your side profile, he missed seeing you near him. He missed you. “I think no matter what, you’ll always somehow be my Max.” you spoke honestly, eyes flickering to him, creating a string of eye contact.

Max smiled gently, eyes moving down, seeing your hand reaching to his. He slowly interlaced your fingers together, electricity running through the both of you at the contact. When he looked back at you, you had moved a bit closer, just so the two of you would be shoulder to shoulder, your interlocked fingers on your lap.

Max blinked a bit, searching your eyes, mouth opening a bit as if he wanted to say something. He didn’t. You tilted your head, “What is it?” You asked him, fingers moving slightly to grab his attention as he studied your face as if he would forget. 

The brown haired boy looked away to the sky, hand still holding yours, “Being in my house is always so suffocating.” He spoke quietly, you were listening to the certain vocabulary. “You were always a breath of fresh air, when I’m not around you I feel like I can’t breathe.” He told you, choking up a bit, blinking back the tears. You had to tighten your grip on his hand to show him you were still there and he nodded.

“Before we started dating, before you became friends with Phoebe…” He paused, sucking his teeth with a frown. There was a long pause, a pensive expression taking over him. “I couldn’t help but want to love you.” He finally spoke, the words almost stopped your breathing. “But, I felt like everytime I tried I just was overwhelming to you.” He explained, looking over to you, and you got a good look at him once again. His eyes were watery, brows furrowed, legs shifting a bit. His face was flushed, tears pricked at the corners of his eyes and his voice trembled as he asked you, “Was I overwhelming?”

You shook your head quickly, a plethora of ‘No’s escaping your lips as you held his hand with both of yours. Your voice was assertive as you spoke your no’s, one hand reaching up and wiping the end corners of his eyes. Your posture had straightened and you blinked rapidly, jaw tightening, “You weren’t overwhelming, I wasn’t trying to pull away from you.” You tried to explain.

“Why did it feel like that then?”

“I don’t know Max.” You told him, voice softer now. “I really like being around you.”

He looked away again, this time to the roof the two of your were sitting on, “You mean you liked being around me.” 

Your mouth closed, his heartbroken tone had whisked you into silence. You shifted in your seat, once again trying to find the words to express how you were feeling at the moment. “I was upset,” you began.

“I’m sorry.” He spoke, so exasperated, so exhausted. He was so extremely apologetic, his eyes began to fill with tears once more but you stopped him, cupping his face gently. He relaxed at your touch.

“I still like being around you Max, I still like you.” You told him honestly, hoping your expression mirrored how you were feeling. 

Max was looking at your face, nuzzling into your hands, “I want to fix things.” He mumbled to you, his now vacant hands finding their way to your waist. “I’m not perfect I know,” He expressed to you, shaking his head, “but you are.”

The words made you put your forehead to his, “I’m not.”

“You are to me.”

You laughed breathily, kissing his forehead. Your lips were soft against his skin that had warmed up due to your touch. “We all have imperfections and your imperfections are why I love you.” You spoke gently, pulling away, looking into your eyes.

His eyes glistened with light and you saw the glint of mischief in his eyes that you missed so dearly. His expression was soft, loving, his hands gentle to your waist as he pulled you closer. He leaned in and kissed you, pulling your waist and tilting his head to deepen the kiss. Your face warmed but you moved your hands cupping his cheeks to gently move your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. 

He pulled apart for a moment, his brown eyes shining with moonlight as he breathed heavily, “I love you too.”

[simplydnp]

honestly I was thinking the same as you RE rebrand but it did seem weird that he just said "here at dan and phil" and not "dan and phil games" idk maybe I'm reading too much into it lol but the obviously scripted that whole thing so it could've been a deliberate hint? and obviously the glitching like it's disappearing?

oh anon you've opened a can of worms

to me, the way dan said 'here at dan and phil' came across more like poking fun at it rather than it happening.

many months ago i had discussions about if dapg would rebrand, and i said dan would rather die than rebrand to 'dan and phil' because it comes with different expectations. it reads like a family vlogger channel name. it loses the 'games' plausible deniability that they sit so comfortably in. it's a big step to shed it. the audience knows that they're in for low-effort games with more of a focus on banting on dapg. even if most of what we want is to put dnp in a situation and go from there. specifically changing to 'dan and phil' would feel almost more invasive--like it's inviting that--and i don't think either of them want that. they're happy to do domestic content when it suits them--on dapg or phil's channel--without it becoming what they are and what's expected of them.

nora also brought up that it's a big commitment, especially for dan. a years long kind of thing. and i'd argue that's not even far enough. once they go fully 'dan and phil', there's no going back. there's no pretending it didn't happen, there's no undo, there's no hiding what it means. when people refer to it, it will no longer be their gaming channel, but their joint lifestyle channel. i genuinely don't know if they're ready for that, or if they even want it. it would also be a pain to refer to, for both them and us. they could say 'our channel' sure, but how do we refer to it? the dnp channel? like it's some tv channel 😂 dap? where we have to learn a cool handshake? their joint channel? i'm sure you see the issues here.

further into the logistics--they'd need new logos and banners and such, but the two of them have really stuck to classic youtuber formulas, especially with their intros. the gaming channel intro is iconic, to the point phil's done it on his own channel before by accident. so what happens to it? phil opens every video saying 'hello dan and phil'? what happens to the traditions that we just got back? it's not to say they can Never play games again but it would feel so strange. especially with how casual they've been about other content appearing on the channel. i ask, what would be the point?

to me, a rebrand would signal a change. a big one, too. it's more than shaking up the status quo by reviving a channel and allowing different types of content to appear on it. it's not impossible, especially with the way they've been teasing the upcoming project. but i don't think it's likely. i don't think it's what we've been 'manifesting'.

but prove me wrong! i will gladly eat my words. i just want them happy. and if it is a rebrand i'll still be excited

[rachetmath]

RWBY X Video Games Pt 2.5

Ruby: Hey I bet you can't figure out what characters we played as in Borderlands.

Jaune: Hm. Ren? Nora?

Nora: Yeah I think so.

Ren: Me too.

Yang: Alright guess.

Jaune: Weiss was a Siren two times, so she was Lilith and Maya.

Weiss: How?

Jaune: Your semblance is similar to their move set. Obviously, plus I bet you enjoyed the look.

Weiss: shut up.

Nora: Yang, no doubt was Brick. He was a desecrator.

Yang: So true.

Ren: Blake had to Mordecai.

Jaune is leaving Ruby to Roland because she is a little more tech-wise than you. But mainly because she likes guns.

Ruby: Okay what about the sequel? I mean Weiss is already figured out.

Weiss: Shut it.

Ruby: But what about us?

Jaune: Hm. Hey.

Messenger: What?

Jaune: Did you give them DLCs?

Messenger: Yeah.

Jaune: Okay thanks.

Nora: Hm.

Yang: What's the matter? You guys are stumped?

Ren: I mean a little, we know Blake was Zero.

Blake: Damn that quick?

Jaune: Yeah that quick, come on. However you and Ruby we are torn against.

Ruby: Pfft how come?

Jaune: Were you two fighting over one character?

Yang: … Um.

Ruby: I-I-I mean-

Nora: It was over Salvador the Gunzerker wasn't it?

Yang: … mmm

Ruby: mmmm

Jaune: it was. It was. Give me five.

Nora: Damn right. *High five Jaune*

Jaune: I haven't forgiven you though.

Nora: Can we please talk?

Ren: Um can we get back on topic?

Jaune: Since when are we on topic? Anyway, it's clear why either of you wanted him. Mainly, why Yang wanted him.

Ren: I mean their personalities match so-

Jaune: No Ren, it's clear as day.

Ren: I mean- Oh. Oh. I see.

Yang: *blushes covering her breast*

Jaune: I don't understand why you are showing boating those balloons every day.

Nora: He's right, girl, there is no shame.

Blake: I don't get it.

Jaune: There were two options for both Ruby and Yang. Ruby could played as Gaige but she loves guns more than giant robots so she wanted Gunzker. Yang however didn't want the other character, Krieg because he was half naked.

Blake: So that's why two were arguing that time? Why didn't either of you choose Axton?

Jaune: Roland’s clone? Really?

Blake: Fine.

Nora: So Ruby understood why Yang wanted Salvador so she played as Gaige.

Blake: Alright, but you three won't figure this out. Pre-sequel.

Jaune: Ah shoot.

Ren: mm. Mm

Nora: Damn. That is hard.

Ren: No Handsome Jack Clone right?

Blake: Ew.

Weiss: I hate you for saying that.

Yang: I'm too sexy to be that arrogant.

Ruby: I mean the weapons are cool but no.

Yang: I mean I could have been-

Jaune: Hell no, don't say that. You ain't no Athena.

Yang: gasp how dare you sir? I’ll have you know-

Jaune: Athena has a shield and a sword. She is more about defense than offense. Plus you never used a sword.

Yang: How does that matter?

Jaune: Anyways I believe Ruby was Claptrap.

Ruby: What? how did you -

Jaune: Claptrap has access to all the previous Borderland character's moveset. I know you would be happy to use them.

Weiss: Guess you've become basic Ruby.

Nora: Lady Hammerlock.

Weiss:*stares at Nora in anger*

Nora: *cockly smiles* It suits you, considering your previous statues, Ice Queen.

Ren: Blake was Nisha. Her skill is very useful and she has a whip.

Blake: *blushes*

Jaune: Which leaves with Wilhelm the Enforcer. Mainly because you both lost an arm.

Yang: Okay. True.

Weiss: Well you won't guess who we-

Jaune: Borderlands 3. Weiss the Beastmaster. Blake the Operative. Yang the Siren. And Ruby the Gunner.

RWBY: ………………

Ruby: Man. No fair.

Nora: Come on, it wasn't that hard. Blake's semblance is basically Zane’s hologram. Amara power is Yang semblance except stronger and more versatile. FL4K just fights with his pets like Weiss with her summons except he does a better job.

Weiss: What was that?

Nora: And Moze has a giant robot with guns. Ruby would never miss a chance like that.

Ruby: Damn right!

Jaune: So are we done?

Yang: Yeah we’re done. But I have a question. How does it feel to be maiden-less in the Elden Ring and real life?

RWB: Oh.

Emerald: Shit!

Oscar: DAMN! You get no bitches!

Jaune: I mean, in the Elden Ring, I’ve seen a lot of crazy women. One was hell-bent on destroying a tree. A blue-doll woman who basically wants me to devote myself to her. A dragon woman. A flower woman who I’m surprised can live for so long. A woman who believes in a snake, so much so she was willing to eat off his corpse. And a knight who was dying and was beating me like no tomorrow. Took me three times to beat that woman and it wasn’t on her second phase. So yeah, being maiden less was more of a blessing than having one of either them.

Yang: Oh.

Jaune: As for real life. I mean I had women look at me funny back at Mantle, I had Pyrrha back at Vale. Glyanda believed in me so she might count. Then you got Weiss who complimented me. And it seems I was on your girl's mind before you even entered the picture. Regardless, I don’t care, but at least I don’t settle for less.

Yang: Um..

Jaune: And I love my mom. Too bad you will never know that feeling cause you never had one

Yang: Jau-

Jaune: I mean I’m not too judgemental but come on, at least I’m not a hypocrite, an irresponsible brat whose only accomplishment was getting a lamp. Oh, wait, that’s gone too.

Ruby:: Jaune.

Jaune: How does feel bitch? To be motherless, having to show nothing for all life's struggles but a girl who once fantasized about another man.

Yang: *cries*

Ruby: Really, Jaune?

Jaune: I mean I may have messed up a few times. But I was right on the majority of things and I produce great results.

[razorblade180]

You've talked about the comparisons between team rwby members between each of your verses like Rosebud Ruby being the strongest Ruby. Which jaune do you see as the best huntsman?

This is such a good fucking question. It kinda depends on what exactly makes a good huntsman.

Despite how much I write, sometimes I think I don’t emphasize enough how different two versions of the same character can be, but remain really impressive. I’m stuck between two choices. Twin Snowflakes Jaune, and Lasting Embers for completely different reasons.

TSF Jaune without a doubt has been more missions than any other version; solo and otherwise. He’s run the gauntlet in terms of variety. His experience has experience and it’s razor sharp.

If we are talking about who’s just the better warrior on the battlefield, it’s Lasting Embers. I’ve described that Jaune as a calm golden lion that looks over his cub. That is a man who spars with Raven and Adam to stay in shape. That is Yang’s husband lol. He will confidently accept an arm wrestle with her or Nora. He knows how to pick someone up by the collar with one arm. He’s so strong, disciplined, and loving you would think Taiyang raised him. This man scares Ursa; they understand to stay understand to stay off of his property and let his daughter play outside with her friends.

TSF Jaune is the type of person that could tell Ironwood and Winter “I need the Ace Ops for a job” and they’ll give him the troops to lead without fear. That mission is as good as done. That is Weiss’s husband! Nobody is catching him on an off day. The raid is at 5, he’ll have dinner done no later than 7 and he’s kissing his wife by 9. Do not fuck around with his efficiency lol.

[midnightsnyx]

girl at home | mat barzal | part 6

pairing: mat barzal x fem!reader chapter summary: a new face threatens what you've started to build with mat and nora & you recieve some much needed advice from jax

warnings: angst, not edited, mentions of food, a sprinkle of fluff word count: 1.7k (sry its not longer i am trying my best lol) authors note: hi so it's been a month and change but i am finally able to present to you guys, part 6!! thank you for the continuous love on this story. your likes, reblogs & comments mean the WORLD to me!!! someone said nora needs to start a parent trap - don't worry, she's on it <3 quick important notes: the first bit in italics is a flashback. not sure if I will do many more of them. second, i have no idea how many more parts there will be to this series because i feel like i've barely scratched the surface of what can be done. and last, im sorry if your name is calista. enjoy and please don't hate me :)

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It wasn’t often that you and Mat had time to yourselves. He was busy with school and hockey, and you had a lot going on so when the opportunity arose, you always made time for each other. Liana was at a sleepover and his parents were gone out for dinner with friends so the two of you had the house to yourselves for a few hours, which as teenagers, wasn’t often. His parents were always good about giving you and Mat space but you were still teenagers, after all. 

You were curled up together on his bed with some random movie playing in the background but you weren’t paying attention to it. You were thinking about graduation that was fast approaching and what the aftermath would look like. It wasn’t a surprise that the two of you would be going separate ways once you graduated high school. Although not set in stone, Mat was on his way to the National Hockey League to an unknown team. It wasn’t realistic for you to wait to see where he would end up and then figure something out for school. You had scholarships and your heart set on UBC, not quite yet ready to move too far from home. 

But Mat, well he could go anywhere. 

You’d toyed the idea of a long distance relationship in your head but you always ended up realizing that it wasn’t logical. Mat would probably be playing on a team thousands of miles away and you were going to be busy with university. Sure, there were holidays and summers but going from being basically attached at the hip to hardly seeing each other. 

“What’re you thinking ‘bout?” Mat suddenly mumbled. His hand had been rubbing your back but when it stopped, you thought he had fallen asleep. 

“Graduation,” you said and his body stiffened. The difference between the two of you was that you were an overthinker and a planner whereas Mat was a go with the flow type of person. He didn’t think about things until he had to. 

When he didn’t say anything, you peered up at him. He was frowning, staring at the ceiling in deep thought. You reached out to smoothen the wrinkle between his eyes and he looked down at you and smiled. 

“If I was selfish enough to ask you to come with me wherever I end up, would you say yes?” 

It was a theoretical question because you knew he would never be that selfish. Neither were you though, because you would never ask him to give up his dream. 

“No,” you admitted and his smile didn’t waver but something flickered in his eyes. 

***

As a general rule of thumb, you don’t introduce Nora to anyone you date until the three month mark. It isn’t something that you have to worry about often because most of the guys you meet run the second they find out you have a daughter. It doesn’t bother you most of the time; you have your family and friends, and Nora is your number one priority so if someone has a problem with you having a kid, they aren’t worth your time. 

So, it didn’t occur to you that it was a conversation you should have had with Mat. You thought that he had enough common sense not to bring the girl you recently learned that he’s casually seeing, to lunch with you and Nora. 

It takes all of your willpower to stay in your seat and not take Nora and leave when they sit across from you. Mat seems completely unfazed by the sudden tension in the room and it hurts on some level because he used to know you so well that if something was upsetting you, he always knew. 

But that was when you were kids.

You don’t get a chance to say anything because Nora gives the girl a onceover, and wrinkles her nose. 

“Who’s that?” She asks in such a bitter tone that you’re torn between scolding her or laughing. 

The girl, to her credit, doesn’t even blink an eye. She just offers her hand to Nora and introduces herself. 

“I’m Calista, and you must be Nora,” she says, still holding her hand out and waiting for your daughter to shake it. When she realizes that Nora is not going to respond, she quickly brings her hand back and lays them in her lap. Mat looks absolutely horrified, either by Nora’s behavior or the fact that you haven’t scolded her. He’s still not sure if he’s allowed to reprimand her when she acts out and often looks to you to be the bad guy. You’re enjoying this a little too much though, especially when he coughs and gestures to you.

“Cal, this is-”

“His baby mama,” you cut him off, smiling sweetly at her. He’s not getting off the hook for ambushing you, and sure, maybe it’s a little childish of you but you have heard the stories from Liana already and you know you won’t like this girl. 

“Um, nice to meet you,” she says awkwardly, but there’s something in her eyes that tells you she isn’t the innocent, sweet, new girlfriend of Mathew Barzal. There’s definitely a different personality hiding behind the curtain. 

“Have you guys ordered already?” Mat asks.

“No, we were waiting on you,” is your reply and you make sure to emphasize on the word you. He doesn’t humor you with a response, instead looking at the menu and asking Calista what she wants. 

Lunch goes about as terrible as you expected, with Nora acting out because of a new person suddenly joining the outings she was used to only being the three of you. She ignores Mat’s attempts at talking to her, opting to read a book she brought along and gives Calista the stink eye anytime she speaks. You’re fine with her wanting to ignore Calista, but you don’t want her relationship with Mat to suffer because of this, so towards the end of lunch, you excuse yourself to the washroom in hopes that she might talk to Mat if you step away. 

The only problem is that Calista decides to tag along with you, claiming she needs to wash her hands. You suspect there will be something more and your suspicions are proved true when you’re washing your hands and she walks up next to you. 

“The whole kid-trap thing is really cute,” she says, fixing her hair. “Just keep in mind that it’s me in his bed every night.” 

She doesn’t give you a chance to say anything before she quickly walks out of the restroom. You stand in shock for a moment, because you haven’t had a girl talk to you like that since high school. Liana wasn’t wrong when she told you there was something off about the new girl Mat was seeing, but this teenage-like attitude? This isn’t something that Nora is going to be around.

You storm out of the restroom, planning on taking Nora and leaving right away but you stop short when you see Mat and Nora talking. She’s giggling about something he must have said and the fondness and love in his eyes towards her is almost enough to make you stay but one look at Calista, reminds you why you were leaving in the first place. So, you walk over to the table, picking up Nora from her chair even though she’s capable of walking herself and tossing a twenty on the table. You don’t look at Mat before you leave, only calling out a goodbye over your shoulder. 

Nora doesn’t say anything until you’re buckling her seatbelt. 

“I didn’t like her,” she says casually.

“Yeah,” you agree. “Me neither.”

*** 

Mat blows up your phone with calls and texts but you ignore them. As soon as you left the restaurant, you planned on driving straight home and you knew that was where Mat would look first so instead you drove around aimlessly until you ended up in Jax’s driveway. Nora fell asleep about twenty minutes ago and you didn’t want to wake her, so you sent him a text to come out to your car. You watch as Jax comes out of his house and runs down the driveway in bare feet, climbing in your car and closing the door quietly. 

“It went that bad, huh?”

You’re quiet for a moment before leaning forward and resting your head on the steering wheel and taking a deep breath. 

“I feel like Mat and I are stuck in this constant cycle, you know?” you mutter quietly.. “Like, two steps forward and then five back. Everytime I think we’re making progress, something happens and I can’t help but wonder if I should have let him in her life at all. I’ve been a mom for 6 years, and Mat has only been a parent for a few weeks so the rational part of me knows I can’t be too hard on him, but I feel like we’re not making any progress and this is just going to end up bad, especially for Nora.”

Jax knows you well, and doesn’t say anything right away. He lets you say and feel your own thoughts out loud before giving his opinion. 

“Want me to sugarcoat anything?” he asks and you lift your head to look at him. Jax is looking at you with slight concern so you know he’s about to give you his exact thoughts. 

You shake your head and he sighs. 

“I think you still have feelings for Mat,” he says and when you open your mouth to cut him off, he stops you. “I’m not saying that you’re still in love with him, but you have something going on in your head that is creating chaos with the relationship you have with him now. You said he’s doing well with Nora, yeah?”

You nod, but don’t say anything. 

“If he’s doing well with Nora, you shouldn’t be having these doubts about if you should have let him in her life. You’re her mom, you know what’s best and if you really felt like it wasn’t working, you would have stopped it right away. You are the problem, whatever lingering feelings you are holding inside, you’ve got to figure them out.”

For a split second, you hate Jax. For a split second, you want to yell and scream and swear at him because he’s right.

“He has a girlfriend,” you whisper.

“Yeah,” Jax says. “Why are you upset about it?” 

You shrug. “I don’t know.”

He doesn’t say anything until you look at him. 

“I think you do,” he replies.

You hate that he’s right.

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Suspicion

The two teams, RWBY + JNR Are discussing plans for their next mission, which has them group off in small groups or in pairs. All was going well until Nora just had to say something.

Jaune: Nora, is this really the time to discuss who goes with who?

Nora: YES! YES, IT IS!

Ruby: I don't see a flaw in the buddy system here.

Nora: Well, I find one flaw in this 'system' that seems weird!

Ren: Did you just call it the buddy system...?

Nora: Nevermind that, why is it that you and Jaune-Jaune are always paired together? I mean, am I the only one thinking this?!

Yang: Y'know, she's kind of right. What's up with that?

Jaune: Well, that's easy to explain. I'm more of a close quarters fighter while Ruby can have my back or step in when I get overwhelmed.

Ruby: Right!

Weiss: I could use my summons to provide as well. And some here are equipped with weapons for long range bouts too.

Ruby: Well...still. Jaune and I just find it easier to do things as we have our own little combo thing going on so-

Yang: Sis, you literally had us all do really specific moves that really synergize well with each other, I highly doubt you not being Jaune's partner for one mission is going to make you a train wreck.

Ruby: It could!

Blake: Okay, I'm getting bored of this. Are you two a thing?

Nora: THANK YOU! SOMEONE FINALLY SAYS IT!

Yang: A what?!

R+W: Oh boy/gods...

Jaune: W-Wait what?! No, we are not a thing Blake, this is literally for mission purposes!

Blake: Then explain to me when everyone else is nearly done dispatching Grimm, you and Ruby take nearly the entire day to which you're both laughing and happy together.

Ruby: Well, we-

Blake: And whenever we see either of you, you're always waiting on someone and that 'someone' is around the corner and is one of you.

Jaune: Uh...

Blake: Just come clean or I'll bust out the photos.

Ruby: P-Photos...?

Jaune: You've been taking pictures of us?!

Blake: Not all the time...only when you two are together. Which is all the time.

Yang: I think Blake is the least of your worries, VB. Are you really dating my sister?

Jaune: ...Ruby help.

Ruby: Yang, Yang! I swear this isn't what it looks like. We can explain this a-

Blake: Oh look, a photo of Jaune and Ruby cuddling in a movie theater~.

Yang: Let me see- ARE YOU TWO MAKING OUT?!

Ruby: Jaune.

Jaune, already out the door: Leaving now!

Yang: OH NO YOU DON'T!

Weiss: Well...I hope you're proud of yourself. Now we're in a disarray, down a teammate if Yang kills Jaune, and might fail this mission!

Blake: Oh please, nearly everyone here uses these missions as a front to date. Heck, me and Yang decided to do it waaay before you guys ever thought of it. That's how I found out about Jaune and Ruby when I 'accidentally' saw them getting handsy one day at a nearby cafe.

RWRN:

Blake: So uh, this may or may not be a bad time but...could you get me the name of that cafe you and Jaune went to for your fourth date? I wanna take Yang there to experience what made you guys so reckless.

[arc-misadventures]

The Emerald Dress

Coco: No!

Rin: But...?!

Coco: NO!

Rin: But, what if I...?!

Coco: I said, NO!

Jaune: Coco, what's wrong?

Coco: Since your team won the Vytal Festival, you are of cause going to the, Champion's Ball.

Jaune: Okay.

Coco: So, while this is a black tie event. So she needs to dress appropriately for it. And, I managed to get a few dresses for, Nora, and Pyrrha.

Jaune: I saw those dresses you chose for them; Absolutely stunning. You've really outdone yourself.

Coco: Twas an easy task to accomplish~! But, Rin here! She's being a problem...!

Jaune: What did you do?

Rin: I said I don't need a new dress, I'll just wear the one I had at the dance we had at, Beacon a few weeks ago.

Coco: You will not wear that thing!

Jaune: Ah. I see you thought it was bland too, Coco.

Coco: Bland?! Porridge is bland; that thing has a much character as a blindfold is useful for a blind man!

Jaune: Ohhh.. ouch...

Rin: It wasn't that bad...

Coco: That's why! For this dance I have found the perfect dress for, Rin to wear... And, she is refusing to wear it!

Jaune: Why?

Rin: Because I don't need another dress! I'm fine with the one I have. But, Coco says I can't! Something about crimes against fashion...

Jaune: Well, do you know what kind of dress she wants you to wear?

Rin: Well... N-No...

Jaune: Well then. Why don't you see it, and then make your judgement.

Rin: ...

Rin: Fine...

Jaune: Excellent! Coco, the dress?

Rin: Finally...

~~~

Coco: Ta-da~!

Jaune: (Whistles~!)

Jaune: My oh my, you have out done yourself yet again, Coco.

Rin: ...

Coco: Did you expect anything else~?

Jaune: No, I'm just impressed.

Coco: So, what do you think, Rin?

Rin: It's... It's really pretty...

Coco: Ha! Told you~!

Rin: But...

Coco: But...?

Rin: It's too pretty for me... It won't good on me...

Coco: Excuse me?

Jaune: What?! What are you talking about, Rin? You'll look absolutely divine in this dress! You'll be the most beautiful person at the ball.

Rin: Y-You really think so...?

Jaune: I know it.

Rin: ...

Rin: I-If I wear this dress... W-Will you share a... a dance with me...?

Jaune: Well, I promised a dance with, Nora, and Pyrrha. But, all you need to do ask, and I'll dance the whole night away with you.

Rin: Oh... T-Thank you, Jaune...

Jaune: My pleasure, Rin.

Coco: Ohhh~?

Rin: Okay... shall we try on the dress now, Coco?

Coco: sure, get behind the curtain, I'll join you in a moment to help you put it on.

Rin: Okay.

Jaune: ...

Jaune: Nice going, Coco. Rin will look beautiful in that dress.

Coco: I aim to please. Now shoo! I need to help the little lady.

Jaune: Alright, alright I'm going!

Coco: Oh! One more thing before you go.

Jaune: Yes?

Coco: Be careful out there, Jaune; If you play your cards right, the party won't end at the ball~!

Jaune: ...

Jaune: Wha...?

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

Just saw your thunder empress and besides wanting more of her, there's a character i really wonder what they would do in that situation. What if it was Cinder that went back in time? Would she even want to come back to remnant? Would she mellow down?

But i still also want more Nora

This may be my greatest Alternative Rusted Knight yet!

Blake: *Raising Gambol Shroud* Cinder.

Weiss: *Readying Glyphs* We don't want to fight-

The Wildfire Mage: Then I would be most gracious if you were to lower your weapons!

Yang: *Guarding Ruby* What? Why would we do that?

The Wildfire Mage: *Brushing the hair out of her face* Because I am not this "Cinder" you speak of - That name is familiar, but I cannot recall where i might've heard it before.

_WBY: *wary glances at each other*

Ruby: Are- Are You okay?

The Wildfire Mage: I ... my memory is, as always, somewhat faulty, but putting that aside for the moment, I am quite well! More than that, despite your mistaken belief that I am "Cinder", I am quite happy to see more humans! The last two I met were so ... So ...

Blake: Do you think more people than Alyx have fallen down here?

Weiss: Well ... We did?

Yang: She's just been staring into the distance for a minute now.

Ruby: Uhm, excuse me? Miss Mage?

The Wildfire Mage: Hmm? Oh! Yes! You four! I should count myself Lucky to meet such prolific Hunters given the seeming Multiplication of Jabberwockers! It's very well, given Lewis and ... And Alyx ... uh ... were ...

The Wildfire Mage: ...

The Wildfire Mage: They were but Children! They should not have had to escape such horrid beasts, much like the kind they informed me of from their home! With so many Deadly being running about back there, I see not why they would want to leave the Ever After and return to "Remnant!"

The Wildfire Mage: After all here is safe, sound, and protected from ... from ...

The Wildfire Mage: ... Uh, again my apologies, My mind is scattered as ashes to Wind! perhaps we should head to my home - quickly, before it becomes too dark to travel!

~In the Punderstorm~

Reflection: What are you doing ...

The Wildfire Mage: Why do you follow me? Hear your voice in those moments-

Reflection: We are strong now ... Need no one ...

The Wildfire Mage: To be alone is to suffer; I know you know that.

Reflection: Alyx ... She wrote lewis out of her story ... She is like us-

The Wildfire Mage: She may be like you But I am no liar, nor a Deciever! You are a cruel, injured being. Leave me be.

Reflection: I am you.

The Wildfire Mage: By what means?

Reflection: I am your Truth. You Restrain us, when we are strong enough to do whatever we want!

The Wildfire Mage: Indeed We are, And I quite enjoy the freedom to be kind.

Reflection: Kindness is WEAKNESS.

The Wildfire Mage: It is as much as solitude.

~The next day, after getting attacked by Neo and her Jabberwockers~

The Wildfire Mage: So many souls ... Those - Those Jabberwockers are chasing you!

Ruby: I- I-

The Wildfire Mage: What? YOU WHAT?

The Wildfire Mage: All you ever do is get in my way! You ruin all of my PLANS You PETULANT, SELFISH GIRL!

The Wildfire Mage: You help EVERYONE but ME!

The Wildfire Mage: And of course NEO-

The Wildfire Mage: ... Neo ...

_WBY: *Ready weapons*

The Wildfire Mage: I ... I remember you all now ...

Cinder: ... I ... I remember myself now ...

Cinder: ... Leave. I don't know how to get to the tree. I don't care. Here? In the Ever After? No one is after me - No one was ...

Cinder: I'm sick of this. I'm sick of facing you. Leave.

Weiss: Really? Just like that? After everything you've done to us-

Cinder: Yes. Now go before I change my mind on fighting you.

WBY: ...

Yang: *Collapsing Ember Celica* Fine. We'll go.

Blake: ... Thank you for not fighting us Cinder.

Weiss: Are you two Serious! She's nearly Killed me before!

Yang: Adam Nearly Killed us! If we fight her, someone isn't making it out of here! I- We- I don't-

Blake: *Taking Yang's hand* We don't want more blood on our hands Weiss. Even if we win, we just prove her right.

Weiss: ... Fine. Ruby Where do we- Ruby? RUBY!

~Later~

Cinder: *Making Tea for herself*

Reflection: They could use our assistance.

Cinder: Shouldn't you be locked in a punderstorm?

Wildfire Mage: We are strong enough to do whatever we desire. I do not wish to be heard in lacking moments.

Cinder: Fine. Why Should we help them?

Wildfire Mage: They need it.

Cinder: They've never helped me.

Wildfire Mage: You've only hurt them.

Cinder: Well that's just not fair for me to have to help them when no one's ever helped me!

Wildfire Mage: It is not. Alyx was an active hinderance - you lied and deceived them into believing you were Me, so that you could follow them on their story, to escape.

Cinder: ... And?

Wildfire Mage: Your heart is full of rage. Justified against the world, but not those you've hurt most. So many have fallen by your hand, so many that lived good lives, that, if they were given the chance, would've saved you.

Cinder: ...

Wildfire Mage: You hate the thought of kindness because you never experienced it. It infuriates you because it's given to all others.

Wildfire Mage: Every burning thought has been brought about by those that control you. Your arm was as much a collar as Madam's, burning and binding you to your master's will.

Wildfire Mage: You have no master now, aside from yourself.

Cinder: And why should I listen to you.

Wildfire Mage: I am your truth. They restrained us, and now we are strong enough to do whatever we want.

Cinder: ... I want to be free ... I want freedom ...

Wildfire Mage: Then kindness will be our strength, but only if we share it with them, and they share it with us.

~~~~~

REDEMPTION ARC REDEMPTION ARC REDEMPTION ARC-

[codename-adler]

AftG AUs I NEED : An Open Invitation to All Writers

sharing ideas i’ve toyed with for so long but i’m beginning to accept i prolly won’t ever write, thus i’m taking a chance some of these will bewitch someone out there body and soul, and i’ll be able to scratch the itch a little… the more the merrier after all !

The Last of Us : either a romantic version of Joel & Ellie’s dynamic (obv. with the ages adjusted) /OR/ episode 3 AU 🥲 [any ship] {EDIT: i KNOW it’s been done already once, twice, but i *need* more! not just with Andreil! let’s be explorers of possibilities, cmon!!}

Detroit: Become Human : this one i’m really only thinking of Andreil, with either as android and the other as human… i don’t necessarily see them conforming to a specific plot line from the game, i think the android/human dynamic is interesting enough and fits them perfectly, but go off i guess !

Brokeback Mountain : i don’t really need to explain this one do i? happy ending vs. canon character death, that is the true question… [any ship]

Titanic : it’s got so many options and tropes, it’s like a buffet for fic writers ! could be used as setting only, or follow Jack & Rose’s tragic (or not!) love story. [any ship]

The Haunting of Bly Manor : Jamie & Dani haunt me still. great opportunity for Renison, Lailalvarez or Kathea, or perhaps a gender swap on mlm ship? or not, leave them boys as is. haunt me, it’s all i ask. [any ship]

BBC Johnlock : don’t shoot the messenger alright? sorry for the ptsd flashbacks btw. i just think their dynamic and crime/detective AU are great opportunities. i’m personally partial to Jeanaaron for this one, as they were my og idea bc the similarities are??? amazing??? Sherlock!Jean & Watson!Aaron, and the Reichenbach Fall??? so neat. but really, [any ship]

The Maze Runner : Thominewt // Kandreil !?!?!? it’s right there! [any ship] tho.

SKAM : ofc Robbe & Sander from WtFock are physically the perfect Andreil which leads to a great adaptation opportunity here, but Élu from SkamFr are also a great blueprint for a Kevaaron story. honestly any S3 Skam + [any ship]

Dune : listen, i don’t have all the answers. idk how that would even work. but surely you can figure smth out ! [any ship]

Inception : i love the movie. i love hans zimmer. i love Arthur x Eames. NORA SAKAVIC LOVES ARTHUR x EAMES. they’ve got such Andreil vibes, but so do Jerejean, even Renison. and the Foxes as dream crew??? so perf it’s insane. give me and Miss Sakavic what we really want. [any ship]

The Fault in Our Stars : 🥲 [any ship]

CA: The Winter Soldier / Civil War : so it’s kind of like an amnesia AU, but more angsty bc Stucky dynamic. Andreil’s the perfect fit, but who knows who else… [any ship]

Jujutsu Kaisen : 🥲🥲 [any ship.s]

Attack on Titan : 🥲🥲🥲 endless, endless paths… to pain ! [any ship.s]

How I Live Now : is that too niche? or too boring? 🤷‍♀️ (also let’s leave out the cousin thingy…) [any ship]

Red, White & Royal Blue : duh. (but not so duh, apparently, since i’ve yet to read it !!!) [any ship]

The Old Guard : oh the possibilities… Yusuf & Niccolo my loves… nobody be doing it like them, nobody. absolutely one of the most movie ever… top 10 of mine for sure. ugh, gosh ! foxes as Immortals?? the action, the mystery, the soulmates?? please i’m begging. [any ship]

that's what i'm letting go of for now... if anything inspires you, please tag me in your works so i can indulge in and appreciate what you've come up with!!

Love, Adler xx

[stargazer-sims]

First Visitor

Nora: Your place is great, Forest.

Forest: Thanks. You know, I feel like I should be mad about my dads kicking me out, but I'm kinda not. I like it here so far.

Nora: What's not to like? This is a nice little spot, and you've got your freedom. No annoying siblings, nobody yelling at you or telling you what to do.

Forest: Nobody yelled at me at home either.

Nora: But the other stuff still applies.

Forest: Yeah, and now I can finally be myself. Know what I mean?

Nora: I do know what you mean. And you know what? I'll bet a lot of people are super envious of you right now for getting out and finally being free.

Forest: You think so?

Nora: Totally.

Forest: Like who?

Nora: People who are dying to move out 'cause they're sick of their parents' bullshit. Who needs a curfew, or your parents being all weird about who you date? I do what I want, and Cody doesn't care who I invite over to our place.

Forest: Cody's your boyfriend?

Nora: Not really. Students can't have a teacher as their boyfriend. Another stupid rule, but I don't want him to get fired, so...

Forest: He's a teacher?

Nora: Yeah. You know Mr. MacAllister? The guy that's on his work placement from uni? It's him, but he's only going to be at our school until December, and then he's going back to university in January to finish his program. He's like my roommate with... secret benefits, you could say.

Forest: Benefits? You mean, like, you slept with him?

Nora: Why do you look so shocked? Don't tell me you and Caroline never did it.

Forest: We didn't, actually.

Nora: Well, I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Caroline is obsessed with rules. Her parents probably told her she wasn't allowed and she just blindly followed along. Uh... no pun intended.

Forest: No, I don't think her parents told her she wasn't allowed. She said she didn't want to, and I respected that.

Nora: If she said she did want to, would you have done it?

Forest: Probably. Like, I don't really know how, but we would've figured it out, right? Camellia and Hayden did, and I'm pretty sure Caroline's friend Rainbow has too. Like, a lot, 'cause she's always talking about it.

Nora: I heard a rumour that Rainbow did it in the janitor's room with some alien guy. Not that I blame her. The risk of getting caught makes it so much more exciting.

Forest: Did you ever do it in there?

Nora: Not yet. I'm waiting for the right person to come along.

Forest: Such as?

Nora: Maybe you, if you're up for it.

Forest: I already told you, I don't know how.

Nora: That's not a problem. I can teach you a few things, but it mostly comes naturally anyway, once you get started.

Forest: I kinda want to, but...

Nora: I'll bet Caroline's gonna do it with her new boyfriend. You don't want her to get ahead of you, do you?

Forest: If she wouldn't do it with me, I doubt she'd do it with Ben.

Nora: Seriously? Have you seen him? She probably just didn't want to do it with you because she wanted some jock. You know how athletes are. Totally obsessed with perfection.

Forest: Do you really think that's it?

Nora: Of course it is. You didn't live up to her expectations, so she kicked you to the curb like trash. Now me, on the other hand... I'm interested in getting to know you for who you are, and I can really appreciate a soft body too. Men like you are way more cuddly then guys like Ben.

Forest: You think I'm a man?

Nora: Unless there's something you're not telling me, or I missed too many biology classes.

Forest: It's not that. It's just that it makes me sound grown up.

Nora: Well, you are independent now, aren't you? How many little boys do you know who're living on their own?

Forest: Good point.

Nora: Ooh... I just thought of something!

Forest: What?

Nora: We should go to the Harvest Dance together. Imagine how mad Caroline will be when she sees you having a good time and not moping around because she broke up with you.

Forest: You really want to go to the dance with me?

Nora: Why wouldn't I?

Forest: You never seemed interested in me before. Like that, I mean. Like a boyfriend.

Nora: I didn't want to be accused of trying to steal my cousin's boyfriend, did I? I could hardly have asked you out while you still had Caroline hanging onto you, but we don't have that problem any more. Now I can have you all to myself.

Forest: All this time, you really wanted to ask me out?

Nora: Mm-hmm. So, will you go to the dance with me?

Forest: I wasn't planning to go, but yeah. Now that I officially have a date, why not?

Nora: Great. I already have the perfect dress.

Forest: What's it like?

Nora: Let me keep that a surprise, but I think you'll appreciate it. It hugs all my curves.

Forest: So, like most of your normal clothes, then?

Nora: You've noticed.

Forest: Kinda hard not to, honestly. You do get dress-coded a lot.

Nora: Stupid dress code. Teachers just don't understand freedom of expression. If you've got something to show off, you should be allowed to show it off. That's what I think. School has too many dumb rules.

Forest: If you don't like it, why are you still in school? You're on your own, so you could quit if you wanted to, right?

Nora: I could, but if I didn't go to school, how would I get my daily entertainment? High school is way better than any soap opera.

Forest: Is it really worth the hassle, though? I'm kind of thinking about quitting. My boss at the pizza shop would probably give me full-time hours if I was available.

Nora: If you do it, let me know and I'll quit with you. We could get a place together, and we could do whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted.

Forest: I don't know if that's really a good pl—

Nora: Shh... no more serious talk. You need to learn some stuff before we go out together.

Forest: Is this okay? Shouldn't there be like, consent or whatever?

Nora: I consent. If you consent too, we're good. Besides, it's just kissing. It's not like we're taking each other's clothes off or something. I mean, not that I don't want to take your clothes off you, but...

Forest: I don't want anyone to take their clothes off.

Nora: It's cool. We can save that for another time. Now, show me your skills and stop worrying.

Forest: *whispering* Is this good?

Nora: You're a quick study.

Forest: Thanks.

Nora: I never would've guessed this is your first time kissing a girl.

Forest: It's technically not my first time. I've kissed Caroline on the cheek a few times.

Nora: You're adorable, Forest.

Forest: Is that a good thing?

Nora: *laughing*

Nora: I'd better get going, but I'll come back tomorrow if you want, or you can come over to my place.

Forest: I'd like to come over to your place, if that's okay.

Nora: Awesome. I can't wait to show you around. It's not a very big apartment, but I have an amazing bedroom. I think you'll really like it.

[epic-arc]

Guilt is something that can hurt us…

It would be late at night, Jaune would be in the leisure area that would be close to the bedrooms, he would be alone, He would get a glass of water and take it to his bedroom, In the corner of the room Penny would be ''sleeping'' and then he would sit on the bed and He would take his sleeping pills with the help of water to make it go down easier.

Jaune(Mind): Another night of trying…Another night of trying to have a peaceful night…

Jaune would fall asleep but after a few minutes he would wake up again in the same place as the incident but everything would be black and white except him, He would walk through that strange forest and even notice colorful footprints on the ground, He would follow with curiosity and enter a clearing where he would see each weapon of the people who died in the incident, Jaune would see it and try to leave the clearing but noticed that in the same place he had come there was a wall made of rose thorns.

Jaune: No…Not again!

Jaune would be on his knees and everything around him would turn black and the weapons would approach him, surrounding him, and each one would begin to glow.

Crescent Rose(Ruby): It's okay jaune! It's not your fault.

Ember celica(Yang): I hope my little sister is safe, The Grimms here don't seem as normal as in patch.

Myrtenaster(Weiss): I'm a complete failure to my family. I should have stayed in atlas…

Gambol Shroud(Blake): I hope my parents forgive me for the choices I made...

Magnhild/StormFlower: I wasn't strong enough to protect us…/It's okay, nora, you've done enough…

Miló and Akouo: I believe you will be a great hunter…

The weapons mix and it would transform into a being that would have a white fang mask that would look at Jaune who would be shaking trying not to look at the being

???: You may have heard their last words or what you were thinking, but the whole world saw that interview and saw and heard what you said, showing how you are nothing more than a coward and a complete shame for your family. You should probably be ashamed of yourself why you just don't wake up!

Jaune was woken up by Penny who was shaking his arms waking him up and he would look at him confused and she would look with concern in her eyes.

Penny: Friend Jaune, your heart rate was at an alarming level. Do you want me to call Professor Glynda?

Jaune: It's okay Penny, I just had a nightmare…

// @howlingday

[howlingday]

Just woke up in a cold sweat remembering the brawl Eren and Jean have halfway through S3 of AoT and then reimagining it as Nora and Yang.

Cue Nora getting absolutely clocked by Yang for making a horse face joke.

"Look, I'm not saying joining Beacon without aura was a good idea, but I mean, I like to this of it as another learning experience to make me into a better huntsman. After all, if I learned it earlier, I would have just relied on it..."

Nora glared across the table as her leader prattled on. His voice was annoying, but not as annoying as the two sisters sitting on the other side, gossiping and giggling about becoming huntresses. Every word the older sister said made her want to puke.

"See, if you use low-impact rounds to take off and shift to high-impact in mid-air as you land, you can conserve ammo for when the real fight stars!"

"Wow... That's pretty advanced, even for me..." The younger of the two said.

"What can I say, I've got a sixth sense for these kinds of things." She leaned over, putting her attention on Ren as he quietly ate. "Among other things~." She got louder as she boasted even more. "You gotta do the strut to make the cut! Only the best of the best get assigned to Beacon Academy staff!"

"Yeah." Ruby smiled, her cheeks flushing with joy. "Working here, helping the next generation become better huntresses than we are. There's nothing more noble than that." She lifted her mug of milk to her lips.

"Man, shut up, Ruby!" With a heavy hand, Yang slapped her sister's back, making her spill milk onto herself. "We're not at Signal anymore, so you can cut the childish bullshit. Nobody cares about things like nobility and honor around here. You just want to work at Beacon so you can have the easy life, kicking back while you let everyone else do all the heavy lifting~."

"Th-That's not true!" Ruby yelped, milk dripping down her chin. "That's not me at all~!"

"You're both so fucking pathetic." Ruby and Yang turned to Nora. "Heavy lifting? The only heavy lifting you've ever done was pick up a text-book. My heavy lifting was pushing a support beam off of me so I didn't get crushed after the Grimm destroyed my village. And where were your Beacon staff then?"

"Oh, yeah?" Yang sneered as Nora lifted her mug of juice to her lips. "Got somethin' to say, sweetheart? I'm right here."

"Yang Xiao Long, the girl with more boobs than brains... Besides," Nora gave a snarky grin, "I don't think the students would care for that horse-face of yours~."

Students from other tables heard this and snickered. Yang wasn't laugh. "Cute."

"You've got it backwards. You want to get the best grades for killing Grimm so Beacon will hire you to never see one!"

"What, and getting ripped apart on the outside is much better? Thanks, but I'll pass. Better to play the game then get played with by the Grimm."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" If Nora was angry before, she was livid now, standing as she slammed her palms and rose to challenge her opponent. "YOU FUCKING TRAMP?!"

"BRING IT ON, YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Yang met the challenge with her own barking, getting in Nora's face.

"N-Nora, calm down!" Jaune weakly called as Nora grabbed Yang's uniform.

"Ladies, please," Ren placed his arms between the two warring women, "this is hardly the time or place." He gingerly took Nora's hand from Yang's lapel, something Yang took notice of. Nora seemed to calm under her partner's gaze.

"YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME?!" Yang grabbed hold of Nora's uniform.

"RIP UP MY COAT AND YOU'RE DEAD!" Nora shouted back.

"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR UNIFORM! YOU PISSED ME OFF!"

"WHAT, ARE YOU ACTUALLY CRAZY?!" Suddenly, Nora noticed the other students staring at her. Cardin, Coco, Blake; they were all sizing her up- No, sizing THEM up, her and Yang. Yang had something to prove to these people, to herself. And if that didn't sound too damn familiar to her. She'd apologize later for this.

Stepping away and lowering her body, Nora grabbed hold of the off-balance Yang, twisting herself before throwing the blonde girl overhead and slamming her into the ground. Blake gave a small gasp as she recognized her move being used by the same person she used it on not long ago.

"Damn..." Yang picked herself up, rubbing her head. "What the hell was that move?!"

"Little something I picked up this afternoon while you were stuffing yourself with your hay and oats." Nora answered, glaring down at the brawler beneath her. "You actually think being on Beacon's staff is your ticket to the good life? You're not huntress. You're not even a horse. YOU'RE A YORSE-FACED PET."

The tension was thick in the air as no one spoke about what just happened. It wasn't broken until the door to the cafeteria opened slightly, a grisly green eye glaring at the girls and boys. Professor Goodwitch's voice cut the air like her crop.

"Would someone care to explain what all the noise I heard just now was?" She asked, her anger smothering any sweet tone she tried to pass off. "I do hope everything is alright."

Yang and Nora quickly returned to their seats, but Goodwitch remained. If the room was quiet before, it was silent as the grave now. Eventually, the professor would enter, demanding the students to answer her, slapping her crop hard enough to break the table, until someone broke and confessed. And the one to do it was Ren.

"Pyrrha shit herself just now, ma'am." Pyrrha gasped in horror.

"I should have know." Pyrrha gasped even more so in horror. "Learn some self-control, for Brother's sakes."