#pyrrha: general

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i find the concept of pyrrha and eris cooking up their own separate assassination plots against beron without telling the other (because why would they really feel like they could?) SO heckin funny tbh

[novankenn]

Joan Arc and the BunnyGirls...

(Inspired by "A Wild Bunnygirl Appears" @arc-misadventures)

Pyrrha: This is SO EMBARASSING!!!

Weiss: I know! I know!

Pyrrha: Why did we EVER make that bet with Nora?

Weiss: Because we thought it would be an easy win... who would have thought someone so... so... chaotic would be so skilled at playing Remnant - the Game?

Pyrrha: I don't think I can do this!

Weiss: It's okay, I know how you feel... but she said we only have to wear them, and take one picture of us in them to show her.

Pyrrha: But what if someone sees?

Weiss: No one wi...

CREAK...

Weiss/Pyrrha: NO!

Joan(Jaune): Sorry I forgo... Weiss? Pyrrha?

Weiss/Pyrrha: It's not what it... looks... like?

Joan(Jaune): ...

Weiss: Joan?

Pyrrha: Why... why... are you grinning like that?

Joan(Jaune): I offer thanks to the Brother Gods for the bounty that stands before me...

Weiss/Pyrrha: ???

[verydeadaten]

Jaune: Hey Pyr! I made you some chocolate cake!

Pyrrha: *looking at the cake*

Pyrrha: …are you trying to seduce me?

Jaune: Wha?

Pyrrha: *taking off clothes* Because it’s working.

Jaune: WHAT

[superiorsturgeon]

Gilded Rose NTR

Jaune: Ruby, what are you doing?!

Ruby: *slowly saunters towards Jaune* I’m doing NTR, just like in one of Blake’s online stories! I’m going to seduce you and make you forget ALL about old what’s-her-name!

Jaune: You mean Pyrrha?

Ruby: Yeah, that’s the one! Anyway-

Pyrrha: Um, what are you doing?

Jaune: Pyrrha! This isn’t what it looks like!

Ruby: *hands on hips* It’s EXACTLY what it looks like! I’m going to seduce Jaune and “steal your man!” Get ready to be NTR’d! 😈

Pyrrha: *looks over Ruby’s head at Jaune* 🤨

Jaune: *shrugs helplessly* 😰

Pyrrha: *gets a sneaky idea* 😏

Pyrrha: *slowly approaches* So, you think you’re going to steal Jaune from me~?

Ruby: *looks up at looming Amazon Pyrrha* Y-yeah! That’s what I said!

Pyrrha: *leans close and cups Ruby’s chin* And how will you do that…? Using your adorable face and lovely red-tipped hair?

Ruby: Um…y-yes…? 😳

Pyrrha: *shoots Jaune a wink* 😉

Jaune: 😲

Jaune: 😏

Jaune: *steps closer behind Ruby and whispers in her ear* …what about your perfect peach of a Rubooty? Are you gonna use that to seduce me too…? 😘

Ruby: *jumps* 😱 Ah! Yeah, m-my…um…my sexy…uh…

Pyrrha: *moves even closer, trapping Ruby in Arkos sandwich* And are you going to use your cute, sexy corset and your amazing personality…? 😏

Ruby: *caught between 6-ft knight and spartan and blushing furiously* W-well…I-I-I…w-what’s happening…?

Jaune: *slides hands over Ruby’s shoulders and kisses her neck* 💛

Pyrrha: *leans down and kisses Ruby’s forehead* ♥️

Ruby: 🥴 *melting under warm muscley Arkos assault*

Blake: *spying from the window* …this is the worst NTR I’ve ever seen. Who’s responsible for tagging this content?

[bittiblakebelladonna]

Realized I could make RWBY as text posts and

Credit to @pocketweiss for a few of these thanks bestie

[dantedsblog]

[humbledoodles]

Here’s some doodles I’ve done over the past bit!!

[sargassostories]

It was a mistake. A little mistake, was all. A rare physiological reaction she wasn’t able to control or stretch out or practice into submission. It took her by surprise, that was the reason.

Camilla Hect had trained her body since her hands could grasp a rapier. She knew every muscle in her five feet eight inches. How she’d react to different exercise, different foods, different atmospheric conditions, all different kinds of wounds. The type of cataloguing the Warden knew on an intellectual, thalalogical level she knew on a cellular one. Something she could feel and punch.

She was surprised by Pyrrha Dve, that was all. Camilla was about as tall as it got on the eighth, that was all. She’d never seen anyone nearly a head taller than herself, so much broader. She was the broadest person she’d known, until she met Gideon Nav and Naberius Tern and the other Cavs, and she was still strong among them. Pyrrha was something else.

It just surprised her, when she reached for a new canister of powdered eggs in their kitchenette and found Pyrrha right beside her, towering over her, really, easily grasping and handing her the canister in a single, massive hand. A hand the size of her own face. It surprised her when they stretched together in the mornings with Nona, teaching her, and she saw the broad expanse of Pyrrha’s body, her deeply tan skin, the veins roping through her forearms, the thickness of her thighs, her calves. Her shoulders.

It was her fighter’s instinct that had flared up, that hair on the back of her neck, that sense of alertness, identifying a potential threat.

It was easily dismissed, until it wasn’t.

Until she found her breath short and her core tingling, alert. Until she found Pyrrha smirking at her, knowingly, a smirk she’d usually wipe off with her fist. Until one day on the street when they saw two new Blood of Eden recruits looking for trouble and Pyrrha had simply lifted her up and tucked her away in an alley.

She found herself blushing, her core pulsing, out of words. And should’ve known Pyrrha would always find some.

“You know, I could take care of that for you, baby,” she drawled, and where Cam would usually have wanted to assess, attack, she found every muscle she knew in her body...wanting.

It was just one orgasm. Until it wasn’t.

She stripped off her belt and pants quickly, clinically, and found Pyrrha’s hands wrapping around her thighs, spreading them like she was unwrapping a fresh pack of cigarettes. Assessing the crease of her body the way Camilla assessed a fight. Camilla felt herself leak at the sensation, saw Pyrrha look up at her when she saw.

“Oh, baby. You’re going to be so sweet.”

Pyrrha ate her like she was a feast. She licked and sucked and made little pleased noises and moans that Cam wanted to find ridiculous but found herself gasping about instead.

Cam asked her to be fast, and she was, had Cam gasping in white bliss faster and surer than she'd ever experienced. But she didn’t let Cam go. Pyrrha drew her hands up, slowly, toying her fingers over Cam, teasing over her holes, and Cam let out a very undignified whimper.

Pyrrha chuckled, then pressed inside her with one thick finger. Cam gasped, then gasped and gasped and gasped as Pyrrha wrung her out, sucking hard as she toyed with her again and again until she was barely aware of what was happening as Pyrrha tucked her into bed and gave her a peck on the forehead with a-- “See you later, darling.” And then she heard the alarm go.

When she returned to her body, it haunted her. Had he been able to tell what had happened? She searched through their notebook for any comment, any intimation, but there was nothing. She stared at Pyrrha over dinner with Nona, wondering what she knew, what Palamedes had told her. What she had told him. But she sensed… or was it just that she hoped?… Pyrrha had said nothing.

It was just one orgasm, until it wasn’t.

It was just one time. Until it wasn’t.

Cam woke up every day and went through her rapier forms and showered and dressed and recorded Nona’s dreams and got her up and stretched and dressed and fed and to school. She went out to work, through the horrible streets, past the horrible creature looming ever closer.

And in the afternoons, before she or Pyrrha picked Nona up from school, she’d come home. For lunch, she told herself, though she rarely fit that in. For Pyrrha. For her broad hands almost encircling her waist. For the new way she’d make Cam mewl and shake and cry with pleasure. And then, for the feel of her against her, the way she knew she excited Pyrrha, the way if she whined and begged a little, she could feel her cock twitch in her trousers, against her thighs. She took to wiggling around just to feel it against her ass. Pyrrha wouldn’t let her see it. Wouldn't let her touch it, really touch it. Part of Cam wondered if it was Pyrrha protecting the privacy of a very old friend— but she wanted. So she wiggled, and she pressed, until she could see the flush in Pyrrha's face, the tight way she'd hold her smirk when she was so very aroused.

“You know I can’t deny my treasures anything. But you have to ask, Cam…” Pyrrha told her, buttoning up her coveralls on her way out the door, like the bastard she was.

It didn’t take very long.

Not long before she was whispering, then asking, then moaning please please please Pyrrha please, I need it, I need you, need more, want to feel you--

Pyrrha told her she’d never seen anything so beautiful as Cam's face the first time she pushed all the way in. The stretch was insane, the heat, the girth, and she was already so loose and wet with pleasure. Pyrrha took her time, but Cam could see the strain on her face, and she liked it. This was a game she could play, a dance for two. She relished the deep groans Pyrrha let out as Cam rolled her hips, begging, asking for more. The way Pyrrha retaliated by toying with her nipple, her clit, until they were both gasping, each desperate to hold out longer, to see the other crack first.

Until they heard the timer.

“Don’t come in me, here—“ Cam said, pulling off and sinking Pyrrha’s twitching cock between her lips, Pyrrha’s curse in her ears and cum on her tongue and down her throat. It was all she could do to swallow and rush into the bathroom before Palamedes took over.

She couldn’t tell him. And she couldn’t stop.

What had started as a quick release for her, then for Pyrrha, became… became something defined by the timer. She found herself wishing for a whole morning, or a day spent lazing together, a pile of limbs and hands and tongues. To see what she could do with Pyrrha’s body. But she wanted Palamedes, too. She wanted his words, his mind, for him to have his time through her eyes.

So Cam rushed home for lunch and stripped out of her clothes almost the second she was through the door, bending over the counter for Pyrrha, begging her, begging her like she never thought she would beg anyone for anything, and always found Pyrrha desperate behind her, like she’d been waiting for this all day. Some days she fucked Cam hard and fast, pounding into her and pulling her hair as Cam played with herself, saying please please please please please please—

Some days Cam sat on the counter and wrapped her legs around Pyrrha, bit her neck and ran a fingernail over her flat nipples to relish the gasps in her ear that turned into guttural sounds as Pyrrha thrust into her, her tools and coveralls puddled around her ankles in her haste for this.

Some days— the days that made Pyrrha obviously uncomfortable, so days Cam liked— Cam dropped to her knees with her tongue out and asked for Pyrrha’s cock in her mouth, relishing the juicy sweat salt taste filling her, tears pricking at her eyes as thrusts hit the back of her throat, and rubbed herself off, moaning, on Pyrrha’s boot.

And every once in a while, Pyrrha denied her the choice, picked Cam up and pressed her against the wall, Cam’s legs dangling over her broad shoulders and back, and took her lunch as she pleased, sucking at Cam until she was a babbling mess.

Every time, racing against the clock, against Palamedes finding out for certain. He wrote just once about it— that he noticed Camilla’s body felt more relaxed when he returned to it. That her hips had gotten looser, more flexible. Cam burned with shame when she read him applaud whatever new exercise she’d been doing and itched to touch herself about it.

She told Pyrrha the next day while she bounced on her cock, and watched Pyrrha lean back, tucking her arms behind her head, and praise her for doing her exercises like a good slut. Cam came almost immediately. And, as usual, Pyrrha didn’t let her stop there.

It did feel like sneaking around, between hiding it from both Nona and Palamedes. A secret affair. It was wrong. It was perfect. It let Camilla slip into a different part of herself— needy and hungry and insolent, who loved lying back and being made to take it. She didn’t have to be so capable— she could watch Pyrrha do that.

And when Cam wanted to, she could make her crack.

It was dangerous. She wanted more.

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

Might I ask for some JNP(enny)R shenanigans?

Nora: Subs are so fun to play with. All you have to do is hint at what you might do, back them into a corner with a look, or grab their wrist in a certain way and they're a wide-eyed mess.

Jaune: What the fuck kind of Subway are you going to?

Penny: Substitute teachers deal with so much disrespect, and that sounds at though it's assault.

Ren: *Rubbing bruised wrists* Guys.

~~~~~

Jaune, Nora & Penny: screaming

Ren: *runs into the room* What's wrong, Penny?!

Jaune: Wait, why are you asking Penny that when Nora and I are also here?

Ren: Because Penny wouldn't scream unless it's an emergency. You two scream whenever you have the chance.

~~~~~

Ren: What’s the announcement, Penny?

Penny: It’s a lecture. Jaune’s gonna tell us everything they know about sex.

Nora: It should be an enjoyable 60 seconds.

~~~~~

Nora: Ren, I have a great idea.

Ren: Let’s hear it.

Nora: We trick Jaune and Penny to go out on a date together.

Ren: YES!

Ren: And hey, if that doesn’t work out, maybe you and me could go out, get some drinks—

Nora: *hits Ren with a book* THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU.

~~~~~

Nora: I sleep with a gun under my pillow.

Ren: I sleep with a knife.

Jaune: Both of you are pathetic.

Nora: Oh yeah? What do you sleep with?

Jaune: Penny.

~~~~~

Penny: *sees Nora and Ren together*

Penny: They're cute. I would put them on a boat.

Jaune: You mean… you ship them?

~~~~~

Nora: ARE YOU READY FOR THE BEST FOOD IN THE WORLD!

Penny: *Flinching at the volume* I am as prepared as I can be.

Ren: Then here is your first pancake. I hope you enjoy.

Penny: *Nom Nom ... nom ...* Well. It is certainly sweet.

Nora: It's great right?!?

Penny: Uhm. The Texture is rather 'Cakey' for my palate, as well as being denser than I enjoy. I do not know that I can finish this. I'm sorry.

Nora: *Shocked Silence*

Ren: Oh. I'm sorry. I know Nora likes them very much. Perhaps Waffles would be better for you.

[g1deonthefirst]

wasn't alfred a hedge fund manager? i get where ur coming from re: the class divide post otherwise btw but am somewhat stumped ab this bc he was definitely the one making the most money and likely highly educated as well, and ended up a cav. ig it is STEM/nonSTEM divide?

hi! yes, alfred was a hedge fund manager — he was also augustine's brother and so comes from a similar (presumably very wealthy) background. this exception doesn't really disprove the rule to me: either way, john was disproportionately likely to make people who were highly educated necromancers and people who were not cavaliers. i want to walk through a couple possible reasons for this.

the first possibility is that john (1) believed that people who were more "intelligent" were more likely to be able to understand necromancy and (2) implicitly believed that people who were academically high-achieving like scientists, lawyers, doctors, etc. were more "intelligent." clearly, john and the lyctors all seem to think pretty highly of their own intelligence. john in particular went from being a poor māori kid to being an accomplished scientist, and i don't think it's a stretch to say he probably believed he deserved it on the basis of intelligence.

in contrast, both alfred and cristabel have their own talents and intelligence disparaged — john describes alfred as "useless, but a darling" and augustine describes cristabel as "not hav[ing] the intellect you'd ordinarily find in a sandwich or an orange." additionally, necromancy is talked about in scientific terms, which lends itself to the idea that you might need some scientific understanding to be good at it. i think it's entirely possible that john consciously decided that some people wouldn't be intelligent enough to hack it and made them the cavaliers, a problematic assumption chiefly in that it equates academic achievement with innate intelligence.

the second possibility, and to me the more likely one, is that john simply made the people closest to him necromancers while making people he wasn't as close to (essentially his friends' friends) non-necromancers. it's pretty clear that the people john made necromancers were people who directly worked on john's original cryogenics project with him, while the cavaliers were all people who got dragged into his cult by those original project members. alfred is a perfect example of this — he's there because he's augustine's brother. other people have made posts about the possibility that john did this to intentionally separate his friends from the people they loved.

but either way, i think this demonstrates who john as a character cared about. john, as a successful scientist, surrounded himself by people who were highly educated and successful, predominantly (as you note anon) people in STEM. people who are disproportionately likely to be white, neurotypical, and cis, or at least disproportionately likely to be able to conform to white/european, neurotypical, cis standards. not only is john not as close to people in his project-turned-cult that aren't as highly educated, but poor people aren't present at all. there are no janitors, no retail workers, no manual laborers, no farmworkers. i don't get the sense that john ever really unpacked his internalized biases or questioned why he primarily values people who are highly educated.

"but," i imagine my hypothetical reader who's somehow made it this far protesting, "of course he's surrounded by highly educated people. he's working on a cryogenics project!" well...precisely. tumblr user sophelstien's scratch a liberal and a fascist bleeds essay touches on how this project demonstrates that john is not as progressive as some people assume he is, but what i'll say here is simply that john didn't have to make the people in his cryogenics project the leaders of his new society. and by installing the very people who our society rewards into positions of power, john — consciously or not — shapes the new society he's creating with the old society's inequalities.

[yinyangofnevermore]

V9C8 Wrap Up

WORST TEA PARTY EVER!

Little Red Riding Hood is being haunted by her mistakes. And she’s still taking it out on everyone.

Nea Politan Ice Cream Mary Fucking Poppins went full on Mad Hatter with her deranged Tea Party that featured Lampwick and fucked up imitations of Achilles, Pinocchio, The Cowardly Lion, The Tin Man, The Wizard of Oz and The Fisherman that sent Little Red over the EDGE.

THE CHESHIRE CAT IS FUCKING SUS i knew it

And Nea Politan Ice Cream Mary Fucking Poppins got more than she bargained for. Apparently living only for revenge isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Leaves one empty enough to become a vessel FOR APPARENTLY THE FUCKING CHESHIRE CAT TO TAKE OVER.

THE NARCOLEPTIC TEA CUP DORMOUSE BETTER FUCKING BE OK, DAMMIT

Snow White, Belle, Goldilocks, and Joan of Arc all rushed to be just in the nick of time! Only to... not be in the nick of time as Little Red went to the Tree of Life to be remade...

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shoutout to @messianique for sparking (pun intended) this idea:

pyrrha does, in fact, inherit the van.serra fire magic, but a variation of it often seen in va.nserra daughters rather than va.nserra sons. called the "power of the hearth fire," it's most commonly associated with domestic duties and is looked down upon as a lesser/weaker form of the familial magic. its elements do include:

fire manipulation but the scale is seemingly smaller (this does not account for the fact that the fires can be sustained with less energy for much much longer periods of time. the men of the family have never examined the magic very closely, and see it only as a "softer" version of their own power). pyrrha would not be able to create a raging inferno, but she could create a bonfire that would burn for days, weeks, months at a time (and, yes, could also slow-roast an enemy if she needed to.)

something akin to the burning hands spell from dnd, though the scale is still pretty small. pyrhha's hands are always very warm, but she can heat them to unbearable levels at will if she needs to, with no impact to herself. (skilled wielders can also project their flames in front of them to varying degrees of distance)

there's an emotional aspect to the hearth magic, i think? something lulling and comforting. skillful users of the magic can use it to manipulate anyone within range of their fire, though this success would also depend on the manipulation/diplomacy skill of the wielder.

food cooked on a hearth fire gifted by a wielder is cooked perfectly every time. it does not burn and can be preserved on the fire for as long as the flame lasts.

wielders can infuse certain objects with the heat/light of their fire (think specially designed lanterns, certain types of stone, etc)

each wielder's fire smells slightly different. pyrrha's resembles burning applewood.

[novankenn]

Joan & Jean... Double Trouble

(Sequel to "Innocent Angel... Not a Chance!" and "Joan Arc and the BunnyGirls...")

It had been two days since the last "sleepover" and with Joan absent from Beacon to visit family... Weiss and Pyrrha were getting a desperately needed break. Even though the pair of young women still moved about Beacon with slight limps.

Weiss: I can't believe she can go that long?

Pyrrha: I know... I know... I seriously think you're right.

Weiss: Right about?

Pyrrha: Her wearing us out and breaking us... if Joan goes past cuddles for a long week-end... I don't think I would survive.

Weiss: Like I would? Just be happy she's only one girl...

Pyrrha: A girl we both want to be with.

Weiss: And have been with...

Their scrolls both chimed in a unique way, giving an instant indication of who was messaging them.

Pyrrha: Joan?

Weiss: I thought she'd be gone for another day or two?

Deciding to just use one scroll, Weiss pulled out hers and activated the messaging application.

Joan(Jaune): Hey, just letting you know I'm back. I missed you so much, even if it was only for a couple of days... ❤️💕❤️

Joan(Jaune): So because I missed you so much... I asked for a favor from Aunt Glynda... ❤️💕❤️

Weiss: Wait Joan and Professor Goodwitch are related?

Pyrrha: Well there is a sort of family resemblance... maybe on his mother's side?

Joan(Jaune): So I've a surprise for you my love bunnies... ❤️💕❤️

Pyrrha: She does like those Heart Emojis doesn't she?

Weiss: It suits her... but I wonder what the surprise is?

Joan(Jaune): So if you come to classroom 412B I'll give you your surprise... love you... don't keep us waiting... ❤️💕❤️

Weiss: Us?

Pyrrha: Typo?

Weiss: Probably. So should we? Because we are still... recovering from our last rendezvous...

Pyrrha: We are... but this is Joan... and you know we can't stop.

Weiss just nodded her agreement and the pair moved off, still with slight limps towards the indicated classroom. They found it, obviously on the fourth floor hence the 4XX number, but also towards the rear of the school. Perfectly set for a solid amount of privacy. Pushing open the door, Weiss steps inside with Pyrrha following close behind.

Joan(Jaune): You made it! I was so worried!

Pyrrha/Weiss: Joan?

Joan(Jaune): Oh introductions! Pyrrha. Weiss. This is my twin sister Jean. She's been raving about meeting you ever since I showed her the bunny suit pics!

Pyrrha/Weiss: YOU SHOWED THOSE TO SOMEONE?!? WHY????

Jean: They are adorable! Are you sure they're up for this?

Pyrrha/Weiss: Huh? Up for...

Joan(Jaune): Of course my sweet bunnies are up for this... how else can I prove they are just perfect for me but by sharing them with you!

Pyrrha/Weiss: Say what now?

Jean: Shall we get started?

Joan(Jaune): Of course...

Weiss: Is it bad that I'm scared... but...

Pyrrha: You want to stay? No... no it's not.

Pyrrha reaches behind herself and locks the door.

[starsmuserainbow]

Pretty much last minute, but, I made some new pics of the costumes of my muses! (Almost no new costumes - only Starlight has something new, and of course I made new things for the one char that hasn't been here last year and her twin bc I had to)

A bunch of pics incoming - and thus a long-to-scroll-post below the cut. Starting with the opposite order, because Star gets enough spotlight already.

Two pics as "appetizer" or whatever before the cut!

Using some existing scene here and simply having adjusted a few things. My initial plan was to bring all my chars onto this scene (bc halloween background, and a good amount of space too), but then I decided against it.

And because I love what I managed to create for him, here's also one pic already of the one char that isn't even a muse here (so far) - Akira, Akari's twin!

I should have moved him further "up" (as in, to the left if you look at the pic as it is here) in the thing I think, but, I only realized that way too late so this is the pic I'll keep.

Akira totally climbed up some church or something when the moon was out and the scenery was just perfect. Whoever he was out with absolutely insisted, multiple times, for him to come down, that it's dangerous and that he can barely stand up there (and on the decoration thingie at that, not even on the roof itself) much less pose, but he didn't relent, managed to find a hold (probably after being close to slipping or falling a few times) and actually pose up there smoothly.

Bonus:

Of course he has the teeth to match, too.

Would have loved to make his group too, but I barely had the time to finish this, so getting 4 more ideas and making them a reality would have taken way too long. Perhaps I'll find more time next year.

Tidbits I want to mention or noticed too late when taking the screenshots: - The ruffle neck thingie, the lower part of the ruffles glitched into his body. It isn't just one ruffle there, it's wider than the above layer. - I did search for a free-to-use background of the night sky with the moon, somewhere on one of these "free backgrounds" websites I found this one, and it did say free for personal use. Slapped it onto here because I of course didn't take screenshots within KK with the skybox visible (I need to actually check that in the settings somewhere when I want it which sucks)

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Next, of course, Akari! She decided on a costume together with @merveiilles Aoi who is going as Raven, so of course she's Starfire!

Tidbits I want to mention or noticed too late when taking the screenshots: - This is her Idol/Mermaid-Hair, that's why it's so insanely long. It should be a lot wavier than this, because it'll be nigh impossible to get it this straight after it's in her huge curls almost all the time, but I did what I could within the limits of KK - Probably obvious, but, those are contact lenses. Her eyes are red otherwise, after all.

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Continuing my reverse of going through the characters, next up Pyrrha!

I like to think that whatever Halloween-esque party she went to had a broom hanging like a swing to match the aesthetic of the party. Of course with a witch-costume, she had to use it and get a picture.

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I would have liked to have a model for Mimi ready for use to combine with Sheshe for this year, but while I downloaded a model before I have not yet found the time to check it out and adjust, so I didn't use it yet. Thus, another time her alone. Oh well.

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Mar'i again as Mar'i'o, too.

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I still love my spunky cheerful pirate Lightning. Her white top is still supposed to go down longer than the corset is and "pop out" again below the corset, and not basically leave her with a free belly, but it's the limits of (my skills in) KK.

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Me-ow~

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Sheriff Mia is back again too! The colors of the right side feel more like the colors I want, the brown is kinda so pale on the left pic. Idk why, I probably forgot to adjust some settings before taking the screen.

Tidbits I want to mention or noticed too late when taking the screenshots: - Just... ignore how in the second/right pic she has her guns out and has them in her holsters too. I forgot to take off the guns in the holsters. Just imagine those wouldn't be there.

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No new pic for Moonshot because the whole thing for him is that he doesn't get the appeal, joined because Starfire asked him to, and then proceeds to just stand in a corner somewhere growing more unhappy over time.

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Actually a new outfit! I had that ready for her already, actually, last year, and now decided that Starlight would very much go as a fairy this time instead of the rainbow she went as last time.

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Tidbits I want to mention or noticed too late when taking the screenshots: - It's such a struggle to draw those laced-straps there everytime I do something with this outfit. But adding them onto the model in KK doesn't look good, ever, so I have to take the effort.

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I still very much adore this outfit, though of course there's glitchy stuff at the top of the belt.

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And that's all! I still love all my chars and their costumes a lot. I wish I could actually have done some things for halloween - I'd still be open if anyone's interesting in starting something even now that it's almost already over - but alas. I'll find the time to be here again properly eventually.

[madmanwonder]

Jaune Song Tribute to Pyrrha (RWBY's Arkos)

Verse 1: In a world full of pain and strife You came into my life With your heart of gold My love for you will never grow old Chorus: Pyrrha, my dear, you are my light In the darkest of nights With you by my side I'll never have to hide Verse 2: You showed me a love so pure And it's something I'll always adore Through every battle we face Our love will never be erased Chorus: Pyrrha, my dear, you are my light In the darkest of nights With you by my side I'll never have to hide Bridge: Some say we're an unlikely pair But our love is beyond compare With your strength and my heart We'll never be torn apart Chorus: Pyrrha, my dear, you are my light In the darkest of nights With you by my side I'll never have to hide Outro: My love for you will never die With you, I'll reach for the sky Pyrrha, my dear, you are my heart And I'll love you until the end of time.

[uselessalexis165]

i knew this scene looked familiar!