#slice grimm

[brigiddeacon]

Sweet Potato Sausage Bites Recipe Mennonite Farmer Sausage is used in this gluten-free appetizer, sandwiched between ooey brie and sweet potato slices.

[drakeavila]

Canapes and Crostini - Sweet Potato Sausage Bites This gluten-free appetizer is made with Mennonite Farmer Sausage nestled between gooey brie and sweet potato slices.

[fluffy-moth]

i stream on twitch

and i like makin lil arts for any new game i play

nice excuse to make an share my art!

[novankenn]

Cherry Pie

Fresh off of a nasty break up, Pyrrha is taken by her friend and roommate Blake out into Vale to relax.

Original Post (Not Cannon for this Au)

One / Two / Three / Four / Five / Six / Seven / Eight / Nine / Ten / Eleven / Twelve / Thirteen / Fourteen / Fifteen* / Sixteen* / Seventeen / Eighteen / Nineteen / Twenty /

"*"TRIGGER WARNING / READER DISCRETION ADVISED

[thepariahcontinuum]

MARZ Rising - Chapter 101: Going Forward

Starting the back-half of Vol.06.

FF Net

Ao3

[f0x-gl0ves]

Dragonfriends/the young ones

The crossover that literally no one asked for but some people are actually enjoying so I'll share it here yw xx

[klemgrimm]

Older and younger Iskier and Joseph ❤️ I just love them so much like they didn’t start together but once they found each other they work together so well.

Anyway I have a lots of feelings for them.

Prompts are with children and/or pets and cooking!

[aventurineswife]

can you write how any of the om brothers would react with a bimbo(in a gn way) mc. like they are stunning and so so sweet.. but just so fucking stupid it's honestly astounding .

Obey Me! Brothers with a Thembo!MC

Tags: Lucifer x Reader, Mammon x Reader, Leviathan x Reader, Satan x Reader, Asmodeus x Reader, Beelzebub x Reader, Belphegor x Reader, Thembo!MC/Reader, Fluff, Soft Romance, Comedy, Protective Characters, Domestic Moments, Gentle Teasing, Affectionate Dynamics, Wholesome Vibes, Slice of Life.

[Obey Me! Side Characters ver]

Lucifer

At first, Lucifer is utterly baffled. How can someone so stunning be so naive? He’ll try his best to guide you, carefully explaining things, but after a few blank stares, his frustration will start to show. He’s constantly torn between wanting to help and wondering if you’re messing with him. Eventually, though, he finds your innocence endearing and even refreshing. He’ll start sticking around more, ready to gently steer you away from trouble—often with an exasperated sigh, but always with a soft, knowing smile reserved just for you.

“MC, I asked you to write your name at the top of the form. Not sign it. And why ‘Beautiful Genius’? ... Never mind, just—please, no more surprises, alright?”

Mammon

Mammon is immediately charmed and overwhelmed. He’s head over heels for your sweetness and good nature, but it never ceases to amaze him just how oblivious you are. He’s fiercely protective of you, always standing up for you when others might tease. While he loves bragging about your beauty and kind heart, he conveniently leaves out the moments when he’s had to explain the simplest concepts. Your innocence and cheerful demeanor are his favorite things, and he wouldn’t trade them for anything.

“You really gotta stop givin' stuff away for free, MC! And what’s with buying a lamp for 100,000 Grimm? 'Cause it’s shiny? Come on, you're better than that!"

Leviathan

Levi is completely flustered by your innocence. He’s used to complex strategies and serious gaming, so interacting with you is like trying to explain the basics of a game to a toddler. Despite that, he finds your undivided attention both adorable and overwhelming. Every time you cheer him on—even when he’s just rambling about something nerdy—he melts a little. Your constant sweetness makes him feel warm inside, even if you don't understand half the things he says.

“W-Wait, you’re cheering me on? We’re just in practice mode, MC… No, no need to bring snacks—oh, but you did anyway? Thanks, I guess?”

Satan

At first, Satan tries to keep his composure, despite how shocked he is by your cluelessness. He’ll be patient, explaining things in detail, even as you misunderstand or misinterpret. Instead of getting frustrated, though, he finds your quirks fascinating and kind of endearing. If anyone dares to mock you, (Satan’s wrath is swift and brutal). Over time, he comes to cherish your unique interpretations of things and even looks forward to them.

“MC, Shakespeare isn’t a vegetable… Wait, you want to make a ‘Hamlet salad’? No, that’s not what—oh, you know what? Fine, let’s just read it together.”

Asmodeus

Asmo is completely smitten with you. He’s in awe of your beauty and your adorably naive misunderstandings. Every time you misinterpret something, he finds it endlessly amusing. He’s always showering you with compliments and making sure you feel appreciated. He’s also more than happy to explain anything you don’t understand, often in the most dramatic and theatrical ways. Asmo is incredibly proud of you and loves showing you off—though maybe not when you mistake sunscreen for tea.

“Darling, you’re absolutely stunning, but sunscreen goes on your face, not in your tea. What kind of skincare routine is that?!”

Beelzebub

Beel is the epitome of patience. He loves how sweet and genuine you are, and he’s more than happy to help you out when things go over your head. If you ever get confused or make a mistake, Beel gently explains things without ever getting frustrated. He loves spending time with you, and even when you accidentally order fifty cakes, he’s just happy to be there with you. Honestly, he thinks there’s no such thing as too much cake, especially when it's more for the two of you to share.

“MC, when they asked if you wanted one dozen or two, they meant for you to eat, not order. But hey, no big deal… More for us, right?”

Belphegor

Belphie finds your innocence a little amusing at first. He’s smug about it, especially when you come to him with questions that seem too simple for him to answer. But underneath the teasing, he secretly finds your sweet, untainted view of the world a nice contrast to the chaos around him. He’ll never let anyone else make fun of you, and over time, he actually starts finding your quirks comforting. He’ll tease you about your little missteps, but he can’t help but keep some of your adorable misunderstandings as little mementos.

“MC, you’re seriously searching ‘sheep facts’ for me? Yeah, good luck with that… Wait, you actually did? Hah, fine, I’ll keep this list... it’s cute, okay?”

SOMEONE PLZ REQUEST FOR THE UNDATEABLES!! PLZZ IM BEGGING!! I WANNA WRITE FOR MY PRETTY GOTHIC REAPER WIFE, WANNA WRITE FOR ANGEL HUSBAND WHO LOVES SOLOMON'S COOKING AND THE THAT BARNEY LOOKING AHHH DUDE!!! (JK I LOVE MEPHISTO TOO!!! 🤭💜) 🛐🫣

[solxamber]

Can i please request a reader/yuu x rollo where rollo is either visiting or like that popular hc comes to stay and live in ramshackle and over hears reader admitting they have a huge crush on him? Grimm is out here like human. Why. And reader is like he's respectful, he's curious about my world he's the only guy who was ever actually concerned about me, and rollo is like wow the bar is in HELL but I'll blow their mind fr.

Ty!!

Rollo Flamme x reader

Rollo my beloved!!! Thank you for the request <3

Rollo hadn’t planned to spy, but the creaky, haunted vibe of Ramshackle Dorm seemed to have a mind of its own, and before he knew it, he found himself standing outside the door, frozen in place by the sound of your voice.

“Grim, I’m telling you. He’s perfect.”

There was a pause. Grim’s voice cut through the quiet, pure disbelief oozing from his every word. “Henchman. Why. Why him?”

You sighed, like this was the fiftieth time you’d had this conversation, and honestly? It probably was. “He’s respectful, Grim. He’s curious about my world, he’s smart, and—wait for it—he’s the only guy here who has ever been actually concerned about me.”

Rollo blinked. Wait. Was this about him? Surely not—he, the paragon of discipline and order, the man who sought to rid the world of dangerous magic, couldn’t possibly have inspired such devotion. Could he?

Grim made an audible smack sound, probably facepalming in disbelief. “Respectful?! Henchhuman, he hates magic. He tried to murder everyone with flowers! That’s not romantic!”

You groaned. “Okay, but like… he’s intense, yeah, but have you seen the chaos magic causes around here? He’s got a point! And anyway, it’s kinda… hot?”

Grim let out the most exasperated sigh a fire cat can muster. “The bar is in hell, Henchhuman. I mean, the floor. It’s not even a bar anymore; it’s a speed bump. A pebble.”

“Look,” you huffed, “he clears it with room to spare! He listens to me, Grim! He doesn’t call me weird for being from another world. He’s… thoughtful. And he’s got a great voice. And! He didn’t try to blow me up, unlike some people here.”

Rollo’s eyebrows shot up. They really were talking about him. His mind swirled, caught somewhere between confusion, amusement, and, dare he say it, a spark of pride. You thought he was thoughtful? Respectful? Hot?

Meanwhile, Grim’s brain was clearly on the verge of short-circuiting. “Henchhuman, I can’t—look, what about Leona? At least he doesn’t wanna purge all magic. He just naps!”

You snorted. “Leona? He’s practically allergic to effort. At least Rollo has ambition. He cares about something.”

Rollo, leaning against the side of Ramshackle, ran a hand through his hair. Alright, this was too much. He needed to intervene before you said something even more embarrassing for both of you. He straightened up and knocked lightly on the door.

Inside, Grim screeched, “Oh great, you summoned him with your weird crush energy!”

You jumped, scrambling to look composed as you opened the door, revealing Rollo standing there, an unreadable expression on his face. “R-Rollo! What a… surprise! What are you doing here?”

Rollo blinked, his mind still reeling from everything he’d just overheard. “I… was in the area and thought I would stop by. To see how you were adjusting.”

Grim, squinting with all the suspicion of a small goblin, pointed an accusing paw at you. “Adjusting, my tail. They’re over here writing sonnets about how you’re, like, the best thing since sliced bread.”

Rollo’s lips twitched upward in a smug smirk as he glanced between you and Grim. “Is that so?”

You wanted to dissolve into the floor. “Grim is exaggerating.”

Grim was not having it. “Oh, am I? You said, and I quote, ‘he’s the only guy who’s ever cared about me.’”

Your face burned, and you were about two seconds away from chasing Grim into the wilderness. “Grim.”

Rollo, on the other hand, was practically glowing. “It seems I’ve left quite the impression.” He leaned in slightly, voice low and soft. “But I must say, I had no idea your opinion of me was so… glowing.”

You stared, at a total loss for words, while Grim loudly pretended to gag in the background.

Rollo, emboldened by the chaos (and maybe just a tiny bit flattered by how pathetically low your bar was), took a step closer, his tone growing more teasing. “The bar may be in hell, as your companion said, but I’ll be sure to exceed it. I promise you that.”

You blinked, brain short-circuiting under the intensity of his gaze. “Uh—well—thanks?”

Grim threw his paws in the air. “This is the worst. The actual worst.”

Rollo, amused by Grim’s melodramatics, turned his attention back to you. “If you think this is impressive, just wait. You’ll see what true concern looks like.”

You let out a nervous laugh. “What, like… flowers that won’t try to choke everyone?”

Rollo’s eyes glinted, a teasing smile pulling at his lips. “Exactly. Much more benign this time. Perhaps something to show how… thoughtful I can be.”

You could practically hear Grim’s soul leaving his body as he groaned, dragging a paw down his face. “This is the end. I’m leaving. I’ll be at Heartslabyul.”

As Grim shuffled out in defeat, Rollo gave you one last, knowing smile. “Until next time,” he said smoothly, turning to leave. “And perhaps, next time, you won’t need to admit your feelings through your… furry associate.”

You were pretty sure you blacked out for a solid five seconds, and when you came to, Grim was gone, Rollo was halfway down the path, and you were left with the overwhelming feeling that you’d just set yourself up for a whirlwind of chaos.

But to be honest? You were kind of excited about it.

Masterlist

[thewritetofreespeech]

May I request, Grimmjow from bleach being turned on in the middle of night when he was sleeping with his 'mate' and then he couldn't resist but eat her out deviously when she was unconscious.

The rest I leave according to u tho I would love if u continue.

kinktober: Somnophilia

Grimmjow couldn’t remember what had woken him up, but he was awake now.

Staring at the ceiling like it was it’s fault he was awake, the Arrancar huffed as it was clear he wasn’t going to back to sleep any time soon. He turned to look over at [Y/N]. Annoyed that they were still asleep while he wasn’t (even though it was perfectly reasonable for them to be sleeping at this time of night). Just leaving him there to be bored.

His mate hummed a little in her sleep as her leg tucked out from under the covers. The limb left so perilously bare before his eyes up to her panties. Grimmjow grinned. Coming up with an idea that would certainly not leave him bored anymore.

Moving over to [Y/N]’s side of the bed carefully, Grimmjow slid the covers down completely off her. She didn’t wake up as they slid off her. Not seeming to notice she was just in a shirt and panties to the night air now. The Arrancar licked his lips as he looked down at her. Enjoying his appetizer before his feast.

Hooking his fingers into her panties, Grimmjow used an elongated nail to slice them at the edges. Convinced that removing them would wake her up. The flimsy material fell away quick and he moved it out of the way as he leaned down between her legs. Sniffing her scent before his tongue lashed out to stroke her.

[Y/N] shifted in her sleep, but didn’t seem to wake up. Grimmjow grinned as he did it again. Lapping at her in slow, soft, cat lick strokes. Wanting to see how long it would take for her to realize what was happening to her.

By the time his tongue was swirling around her clit a second time, his little mate was panting in her sleep. Eyes still closed but not quite asleep. “Grimmjow…” Her voice called his name like it was in an in between before her eyes opened. Pupils lust blown from his work, even if she hadn’t known what was going on. “What…what are you doing…?”

“What’s it look like?” He told her, in response to her stupid question, before he rubbed his face into her pussy. [Y/N] moaned. Her back bending now that she was awake. “About time you woke up. I thought you were gonna sleep through the whole thing.”

“Yes but…oh…oh yes….but why…?” She asked between moans as he continued to work on her.

Grimmjow shrugged. “I was bored.”

He then gripped her legs tighter and spread them wider. Now that he didn’t have to ‘worry’ about waking her up, he began to eat his woman out in earnest. His little human moaned loud and gripped the sheets. The waves of pleasure he had been sending her seeming to come into her like a flood. “Oh! Oh God Grimm yes! Yes! So good!”

Gimmjow fucked her with his tongue while his own hips humped the sheets. Her hips then shuttered in his hands as [Y/N] came for him. Juices coating his tongue. Cute little body all taunt and jittery in ecstasy.

He let her go once her pussy stopped shaking around his tongue. Sitting back to look at his handiwork with pride as he jerked his cock. Covering her exposed belly and crumpled t-shirt. “Your hot when you cum for me.” Grimmjow told her. He then yawned. Suddenly feeling tired again and laid back down. Falling back asleep instantly while [Y/N] just laid their blissfully stunned.

“What the hell….?”

[howlingday]

Knightshade: The White Knight Vs The Dark Samurai

What if During the fall of Beacon Blake was about to face her end at Adams blade that is until. Jaune jumps in to save her from him instead of Yang.

Jaune fighting to save Blake while Adam Fights to Kill her. Meanwhile Blake seeing Jaune in a whole new light and her heart beating in love and fear.

Who’d be the victor?

———–———–———–———–———–

Beacon was in chaos. Following the tragedy of Penny Polendina, in which Jaune’s partner, Pyrrha Nikos, had unintentionally sliced her opponent in half and revealed she was an android all along. After a short speech given by a mysterious woman to raise negativity from the crowd, the Grimm invaded and began attacking civilians and huntsman alike. Making matters worse, the White Fang were releasing Grimm into the fleeing crowds while Atlas’ own military began firing on both Grimm and spectators.

Pyrrha had fled to Beacon Tower to seek aid from Professor Ozpin, Jaune trailing not far behind to help his partner. However, Pyrrha then betrayed her partner by using her semblance to knock him far away by his sword. By the time he’d righted himself, she was already gone.

“Blake?!“ A voice called out, just as desperate as he felt. “Blake?!“

“Yang?” He ran to the blond. “Is everything okay?”

“No, it’s not!” She said between heaving breaths. “Have you seen Blake?”

“No, I haven’t, but…” He swallowed, bringing clarity to his mind. “Yang, I have a favor to ask of you…”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“And as I set out upon this world and deliver the justice mankind so greatly deserves” Adam raised his blade high, aimed squarely at the terrified visage of his former partner, “I will make it my mission to destroy everything you love.”

“Blake!”

As she flinched, the telltale sound of metal scraping against metal assaulted her ears. Opening her eyes, she found a familiar blond standing against Adam, pressing sword to sword.

“Jaune?!”

“Human!”

“Blake!” Jaune grunted as he was pressed back but held firm. “Get out of here!”

“Jaune, don’t fight him! He’s-”

“NOW!” Jaune roared as he jumped away. He held his blade out, both hands gripping the handle tightly. This wasn’t Jaune’s first time fighting something that wasn’t a Grimm or a practice dummy, but it was the first when time his life was on the line. His opponent sheathed his blade, but never lifted his hand from the handle.

Blake made her way to her weapon, keeping one eye on the dueling swordsmen. Picking up Gambol Shroud, she heard the student Adam threatened groan, directing her attention away from the fight. She couldn’t just leave him, could she? She headed over and removed the rubble from the downed huntsman-in-training, while the two warriors dueled in the shadows of the burning Beacon..

“You stand in the way of my justice, human?” Adam snarled.

“My name,” Jaune growled, “is Jaune.”

Adam crept close, but just enough to keep out of Jaune’s reach. Jaune stepped carefully to the side, keeping his sword ready for the incoming strike. The first move was the most important, so it shouldn’t be made so hastily. Jaune knew this, and Adam knew this, but that was the extent of their shared knowledge.

Adam took a step back, rapping his fingers on his scabbard. Jaune thought maybe his opponent had a change of heart, realizing this wasn’t a fight to be fought. He loosed his grip for a moment, but it was a key moment.

There was a ringing explosion, like the blast of a shotgun, and Adam’s sword flew into Jaune’s face. He stumbled back, but didn’t fall, and met Adam blade to blade once more as the dark-clad man began his assault. Jaune’s face burned with the stinging pain from the unexpected strike, but he maintained enough focus to block every blow Adam made with his sword. As the red blade pressed into the white, Jaune felt something else press against him. Something round and hot.

Jaune leaped away, barely missing the full force of the shotgun’s shredding blast, but still caught by the furthest edges of it. Blake gave a yelp as she ducked her head down. Looking behind her, she saw that the two swordsmen were facing each other with the gun away from her. The man below her gave a groan as she removed the last piece of rubble and began carrying him out of the battlefield. The last thing she saw was Jaune holding his blade with both hands with one arm pressed into his side.

“You’re out of your depth, human.” Adam said, sheathing his blade. “Killing you would be a mercy.”

“Is that what you’re giving everyone else?” Jaune grunted, his aura healing his injury and giving him some much-needed reprieve of the pain. “You’re killing innocent people.”

“I’m sending a message.” Adam waved his arm to the burning building, the burning everything around him. “With Beacon gone, people will learn to fear the White Fang. To respect the Faunus.”

“You’re a monster.” Jaune gripped sword tightly, heat rising up his neck.

“No,” Adam grinned, “I’m the hero.”

Jaune ran forward and everything slowed. In a step, Adam curled into himself. In another step, his hand gripped his handle tightly while his other hand gripped the scabbard. Another step, Adam’s hair began to glow. A step to the side, Jaune feinted and brought his sword down. Before another step, everything went red.

“I’ll make you see.”

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Everything was dark, hot, and itchy. Jaune gave a groan as he opened his eyes. He could hear beeping, chirping, and hushes. Familiar hushes. Cracking open his eyes, he found his team seated around him, all of them with worried grins on their faces. He gave a sleepy smile.

“Hey, guys...”

“Hi, Jaune.” Pyrrha, on his right, placed her hand on his. “How are you feeling?”

“Hot.” He answered. “Itchy. Tired.” A hand came to rest on her shoulder. Jaune turned his head and saw Yang behind her. “Oh, hey, Yang.”

“Hey, Vomit Boy.” Yang answered. “I found Pyrrha.”

“Oh. Thanks.” He tried to turn his head further. “Is Blake behind you?”

Yang’s face notably changed color. She turned away. Jaune’s body chilled. Did he fail? Was she-

“Blake... left earlier this morning.” Pyrrha said, choosing her words carefully. “She left a note saying she needed to stay away after bringing the White Fang to us.”

“What?” Jaune tried to sit up. “That’s ridiculous.” He grunted, finding new strength. “We need to find her. Let me talk to her and-”

“She doesn’t want to see you!” Jaune froze at Yang’s words. “She blames herself for bringing the White Fang, but she also blames herself for what happened to you.”

“What happened to me?” Jaune blinked. Why did it feel weird? Reaching up, he felt the scar on his cheek. Following it up, he realized the horrible truth. Looking down, he could see his left hand shaking and gripping the hospital sheet. But only the left, despite feeling both hands doing the same thing.

In his fight with Adam Taurus, the madman leader of the White Fang had taken his eye.

[tumblezwei]

Ruby Day Headcanon: Combat academies like Signal have dedicated field lessons where students can kill their first (weakened) Grimm in a reasonably controlled environment, under the supervision of trained teachers.

Ruby, being Ruby, slaughtered her first Grimm much earlier, and quite possibly solo.

Tbh I don't think it's a wild theory to say that both Ruby and Yang had more experience around Grimm than most of their peers at an early age. With them living on Patch, an island separated from the rest of Vale that we know has Grimm roaming around, and with pretty much their entire family consisting of Huntsmen, I would definitely bet they've already gotten up close and personal with Grimm before training at Signal.

Plus, with Ruby's scythe being a notoriously dangerous and difficult weapon to wield, I could see her bringing it out and slicing a weakened boarbatusk in half without any hesitation to the surprise of her fellow classmates. It would make sense given how she was trying to give advice to Weiss during vol 1.

Ruby's not great at studying, or books, or tests, but she's got a lot of practical knowledge built from an unusual upbringing.

[dragonking10]

Jaune The Black Knight

An AU where Jaune and Ruby decided to say Fuck the world, got married after going rogue (they left Beacon after being betrayed by their friends) and had a daughter together named Olivia.

Salem was watching everything through her Grimm and decided to personally invite them to join her faction in turn they will get their revenge. With nowhere else to go they accepted now Ruby leads a battalion of Grimm with Jaune as her Second in Command.

And yes Salem cares about these two adorkable couple and vowed to never let anyone hurt them ever again.

I have baffled long enough, let's get this show on the road.

This particular day Salem ordered for Ruby to get some needed rest after capturing a few villages in her name, Jaune got up from bed and got ready for another day of spreading fear around the world

He showered, brushed his teeth, puts on his black armor, his wife changed Crocea Mor's color scheme, instead of a white shield it's now black with a gold outline and their combined family symbol, instead of a blue hilt it's now blood red, instead of a silver blade it's now a black sword (like the one Sokka made from Avatar the Last Airbender)(As for Jaune's armor, it's the Rusted Knight armor but it's polished and the color is black and gold, helmet included)

Jaune walks into the kitchen where his wife made him some food to go, he grabbed the bag, kissed his wife and turned to leave when suddenly his wife stopped him

Ruby: Wait Jaune, do you know what day it is?

Jaune: Uh... Wednesday?

Ruby: No dummy it's take your daughter to work day!

Jaune: Uh I don't think it's a good idea to bring our daughter to our kind of work, at least not yet.

Ruby: I know, but she has been wanting to come with us for a while and since it's take your daughter to work day I figured now is the best time, plus she'd have my big strong dark knight as her protector~.

Jaune: Well yeah but-

Ruby caressed his face: Jaune you RoseArc-promised.

Jaune sighed: I did didn't I?

3 Hours Later

The scene shows a metal door to one of Atlesian's military bases exploded with Jaune rushes in while holding his daughter's hand but hit his head on the top of the door-way

Jaune holds his head for a second before activating his shield protecting his daughter amd himself from the bullets from the AK's

Jaune: Keep your head down Olvia!

Olivia holding a stuffed Ursa toy: Okay daddy-Whoa!

Jaune quickly dragged Olivia to cover but Olivia lost grip of her best friend.

Olivia: MR. CUZZYBOTTOM!!!

Olivia was about to run out to grab her friend but her father stopped her

Jaune looked down to his daughter and saw her pointing at her stuffed animal which is laying on the ground near the Atlesian Knights

Jaune sighs and looks at Olivia: I'll get him, you stay here where it's safe.

Jaune rushes out of cover, raised his shield and charged at the robot knights

Jaune quckly cut and sliced through the knights, grabbed the toy and rushed back to his daughter

Jaune out of breath and his daughter her toy: Here you go baby.

Salem: Who's the little girl?

Jaune nervous: Oh Lord Salem! Uh... it's bring your daughter to work day and uh I'm sorry for bringing, but my wife says we barely had time to spend together and let's be honest she's right, okay she's right!

Salem:...

Jaune even more nervous laughs a bit: Do you have kids? Cause heh I mean they change your world.

Salem:...

Jaune facepalms and mutters: Ugh I'm probably gonna get either fired or killed for this but... Fuck it.

Jaune grabs his daughter's hand: I love my daughter!

Salem brought her fist to her chest and smiles a bit: That really hits me where I'd live.

Salem noticed a survivor and used her powers to grab his neck

Salem: What have you done with those plans!? Jaune here never gets time to spend with his daughter because of PEOPLE LIKE YOU!!!

Salem snaps the survivor's neck and quickly realized there was a child present

Salem raised her other hand to her mouth: I'm so sorry you had to see that.

Salem drops the body

Salem kneels down to Olivia's eye level: Are you having fun being at work with your father?

Olivia gets nervous because she doesn't like talking to strangers and hides her face behind her father's leg

Salem chuckles: I know I'm pretty scary.

LATER IN MENAGERIE

Jaune was holding his daughter's hand as he and a White Fang goon was patroling a town looking for their targets when suddenly they come across an old man (Ozpin) wearing a hood with Weiss, Blake and Yang behind him also wearing hoods

Jaune stops them: Hold up you all seem familiar.

Ozpin uses his magic: These are not the students you're looking for.

Jaune: These are not the students we're looking for.

Olivia: Yes they are.

Ozpin: Move along

Jaune: Move along!

Ozpin and the three bitche- uh I mean students moved along going into the tavern for intel

Olivia: Daddy, You're not even trying!

Jaune: Honey, It's 110 DEGREES IN THIS CONTINENT!!! I CAN'T HEAR IN THIS THING!!! *points at his helmet* I WAS JUST REPEATING WHAT I THOUGHT THE GUY WAS SAYING! IT'S NOT LIKE IT'S MY OWN MOTHER FUCKING THOUGHT IN THE MATTER, OKAY!?

Olivia runs off crying and Jaune realized what he had done

Jaune feeling guilty and runs after his daughter: HONEY!!!

White Fang Goon: See? That's why I don't take my daugher to Jack Shit!

FEEL FREE TO ADD MORE IF YOU WANT

[greatkittydream]

Rwby slasher AU

The fall of becon

Everything was on fire, body's Coverd the ground and jaune is runing as fast as he can.

His heart was pounding. He was rushing past corpses, giving them passery glances to see if they're at his teammates or Acquaintances.

"Dame it, why did this happen now! My team and rwby's were about to head out on a joint mission together, four "bonding".

Despite his cheery persona, jaune can not care less about the people he met. Indifference and annoyance was all he felt to others outside of his family.

Even that was a miracle onto itself, for jaune was a slasher. According to myth, when humanity rebelled, the gods cursed humanity with not only the grimm but slashers, immortal supernatural beings with a bloodlust to kill their fellow man. Unfeeling for others.

Wether that was true. He did not know what he did know was that he was one of these fabled slasher's.

The protocol for a slasher being born is to be killed if possible if not given up to atlas, to be put into a high security prison. He heard stories of what happened in there, spikes stabbed into joints to stop movement, mind numbing sensations, and forced sleep. The list just goes on and on.

Spotting a blonde corpse, he quickly ran to it, moving the hair out of the face before saying it wasn't yang. breath. He didn't know he was holding was released.

His breathing was erratic. And his chest hurt with how much it ached, and he didn't know why. He was not Hurt. There is no stable, no gunshot, nothing to harm him. And yet every corpse he found that looked vaguely like team rwby or his Caused him a pulse of pain. Or what he thought was pain. He'd never experienced any pain like this, though.

Pain was not something slashers experienced like regular people. There were all types. Biteng pains, aching pains, shocking pains, quick pains, and long pains. But not once did one linger after it went away. This one, though it hurt more than any of those. It was almost unbearable. He grit his teeth.

The only dame reason he went to this school was to take heat off his family. Wearing contacts to change his eye color from Purple to blue. An expensive illegality. His family burdened themselves with for his expenses. Just because some damed bandits decided to try and rob his home. He ended up butchering them, taking joy in their suffering.

One of the easiest ways to identify slashers, their eyes, a deep purple, almost black. Some of the stronger ones could change their eye color naturally, but most couldn't at a certain point. They stopped caring as well.

An explosion rocked the school. By this point, he was at a full sprint. He remembered that the cafeteria was a meeting place in case of a grimm horde attack, he hoped the other were there.

Memories flash through his mind Bringing a sense of ease to the pain he was feeling. Weiss would probably argue with Ruby about how they should stay in the cafeteria. Whereas Ruby would wanna go out and help the people.

And then he thought of why he was even here. He could just as easily leave. This was a perfect excuse to leave. Traumatized by the fall, heading back to his family would make perfect sense.

But some part of him argued that he didn't want. It would also be unlike his persona, kind and cheery and selfless. He was smashing open the cafeteria doors. He did not see every room full of students but blake Yang and two white Fang mongrols.

She launched forward. Her lilac eyes turned red. Mane of hair caught on fire.

Slice...

Yang fell into the road, besides blake screaming out in a pain as her arm fell to the floor.

"You see this blake, this is what happens when you betray your family. I'm going to give you one chance to make this right, kill her" Adams said as emotioned towards yang on the floor.

Jaune did not know what happened Adam made him annoyed, really annoyed. Jaune doesn't think there's been a time. He's been more annoyed in his entire life. His teeth cracked under his own jaw strength.

Everything in the world became defined to him. The only thing he could hear was a ringing. Shadow stepping behind Adam form the far end of the cafeteria directly behind him.

Blake had been trying to hold the recent wound not only hers but yang as well. Adam was definitely a tall imposing man 6'2. She had begged him to let her friend go. She'd do anything, just not kill her friends.

All it took was a blink, and then suddenly jaune was behind him. She took a sharp deep breath. Jaune is 6'6 Standing directly behind Adam. She didn't even know how he got hit there. But that's not what caught her breath. It was the DEAP purple eyes. he had Shards of glass that could be seen sticking out of his eyelids. He had clenched them so hard that he shattered his contacts, stabbing him into his eyes and eyelids. He didn't seem to care or notice. Maby both.

Jaune Grabed Adam by his hair and threw him into a pillar. The sound it made was deafening. A large crater formed as the boom was heard all around the cafeteria.

The other white fang member Whipped her whip out around jaune's throat, digging needles deep into it, injecting poisons that would paralyze a normal man.

Jaune was not a normal He marched over to Adam, he did not revel In his suffering, he was to "Annoyed" llia Was being dragged Her legs were firmly pointed in place. but she was still being dragged across the floor. Pulling with all her might, eventually the needle sunk into his neck further with a sickening squilch.

This didn't stop him. Blood run down his chest, and she twisted her hips even harder to try and stop him. The neck flesh around The neck gave way as the entire jugular and throat was ripped out. You could visibly see his spine. And yet, just like all slashers had healed. Muscle shot out like a web connecting and weaving itself back together. skin covered it up like some sort of sick tarp.

Adam had gotten back up to his knees and assessed the situation. Leaping to the side quickly to get out of the way of a hand pain for his throat. Only for a second one be caught around his dominant harm.

For all his natural strength, jaune was not skilled at all in fighting. Adam grabbed onto his sword and Sabed join the throat. Barely missing his spine due to luck.

Jaune Clinched his arm firmly wrapped around the elbow crunched. It it made a sickening sound like that of cereal being stomped on. In a blink, adam had cut off jaune's arm connected to his ruined limb. Next, he sliced open his eyes, leaving a four inch deep gash across his face and finally Spun and stabbed into his back directly into the spine, paralyzing jaune for short, while. Jonas slammed into the ground while adam quickly retreated llia hot on his tail.

Wounds, that would be impossible to recover from for a normal man. Were shrugged off mir seconds later all that damage and skill bought him thirty seconds. A normal slasher would have hunted him down. Fortunately for him, jaune had other concerns.

Step..step..step.

Blake Turned around and instinctual, fear have popped up. Purplize set off alarms and her brain after generations of being hunted by them, instinct took over. Shielding yang's body with her own.She was tense, waiting for something that happene.

Jaune crouched down "are you okay" Blake did not know how to respond "no but yang is worse...please help her." Tears build up in her eyes, Weeping them away. She was not going to show weakness in front of a slasher of all things.

She turned to confront her... associate. Jaune face was stone and very stern he had not moved even an eyebrow after his initial "annoyance". You would be forgiven for thinking he was completely emotionless to the suffering in front of him or even taking enjoyment in it. If it weren't for the tears, rolling down his face, blake really couldn't understand what was happening, right nore wanted to yang had long since passed out from blood loss.

Taking a deep breath and taking off his ruined shirt, he tied a tourniquet around what was left of her arm "there is a medkit in the hall I came from use it to stop the bleeding" He said in a low gruff voice Unlike his usual happy one or what she guessed, he faked.

"Were are you going?" "to find my team"

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Jaune finally made it to the top of the stairs. pyrrha is laing on the floor along with another woman. Jaune was about to run over before a large stinger place. Itself on his shoulder.

A maniac giggling could be hear.

"Hold on just one moment pale"

Turning around, he met deep, purple eyes of a scorpion fanuse. He wanted to put his fist through that face.

"Before we get all punchy, stabby on each other haha I'd like to clarify.I did you a little ah.. Favor your little girlfriend over there is just fine.A little paralyzed but, Ah..., well, you can probably take a guess from what." The man's tail swung in front of his own face.

"What do you want"

"Nothing nothing. Is there something wrong to wanting to help out a Fellow bless one"

"Tell me what you want, Or i'm going to Use your guts as a rope to hang you"

"HA That one's a classic, but you're not wrong. Our goddess, Could always use more And when I laid my eyes on you, I knew exactly what you were, but we Can save your initiation for later for now.I have to take this Very angry witch back to our goddess".

Jaune watched as the man grabbed the black haired woman and jumped off the side of the building. An never more carrying them off to gods knows where. The only thing he could think of is how he got into this situation.

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Well, there's part one of a potential series, our lovable jaune is basically autistic version of jason voorhees.

Watch as the precious little murder himBo. Discovers emotions such as anger, possibly, even hatred and love.

[juanarc-thethird]

The Ever After Changes a Man.

At Salem's castle

Salem: *Enjoying her day off reading a book*

Tyrian: *Worry* Um... my mistress, we have a problem.

Salem: What is it?

Tyrian: We have an intruder in the castle.

Salem: So? You already know what to do. Release the Grimm hounds.

Tyrian: We already did, but it seems difficult for them to take down the intruder.

Salem: They can't kill off a simple intruder?! Explain yourself!

Tyrian: *Scared* I-It's better that I show it to you.

Using one of the Grimm squids, Tyrian shows her what's up. In the distance Salem can hear someone singing. She then looks carefully at what is happening and she is left in shock.

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Grimm running towards the intruder but end up getting sliced like butter against a hot knife.

Jaune:  🎶Don't you know that I'm still standing better than I ever did🎶 *Stabs a Grimm in the face* 🎶Looking like a true survivor,🎶 *Pushing another one with his shield* 🎶feeling like a little kid🎶

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Salem: *Worry* What the fuck?!

[thesweetnessofspring]

If I screenshot every part of Ella that stands out to me I'd have HarperCollins suing me so to sum up Chapter One:

Gail absolutely nails writing Ella as a five year old, nine year old. Ella's delight in her birthday, her feeling special about having a fairy curse and then realizing how people can abuse it.

The fact that Ella didn't realize she had this "curse" until she was five!! That means Eleanor and Mandy (who does end up having a hard time not giving Ella "for your own good" commands) were parenting a preschooler without giving her direct commands!! They were consistently giving her choices!! While they probably did give her some commands (just spend five minutes with a two-year-old and you can see no commands would be impossible) the fact is that Ella didn't realize she was cursed until Mandy slipped up when she was five, so all commands were necessary to keep her safe and never to take away her choice.

The description of Ella eating slice after slice of cake and getting uncomfortably fuller and sicker with each bite is so visceral I feel my own stomach get bloated and pained every time I read it.

"If you commanded me to cut off my own head, I'd have to do it." You know this got the attention of every 10-year-old reading it. Stupid publisher. Also, yo, what high stakes here!

"I didn't know who my fairy godmother was." MANDY!!!

"Instead of making me docile, Lucinda's curse made a rebel of me. Or perhaps I was that way naturally." I've written about this before, but Ella doesn't give her mother the credit she deserves. Having this curse from birth means she could have been molded into a perfect little child. And we know from later on that Ella is far from the first child Lucinda gave this curse to. And I imagine that while the other parents were horrified and protective, they had to of used the curse to their advantage--and realistically, to different degrees of abuse. But Eleanor not only refuses to give commands to Ella, she eggs on the feud between Ella and Mandy! She is preparing her daughter as best she can to live in the world with this curse by using her wits. Mother of all time.

Ella and her mother sliding down the bannister, Ella so wanting to be like her, graceful but also fun! This book has Ella learning to develop into the woman her mother was and getting a happier ending.

Ella caring for her mother is so precious. Eleanor enjoying Ella's stories and encouraging her humor. Guh. I love that Eleanor isn't "elegant dead mother" but even in this one chapter is a full person. She's smart, funny, playful, regal, adoring of her daughter. I love her so much.

Ella's father. So absent, he doesn't know about the curse. Wasn't there for her birth. And so repulsive that Eleanor asks Mandy not to send for him when she's sick.

The candle grove as a nod to the hazel tree in some versions of the traditional Cinderella (including Grimms) where Cinderella makes a wish. Of course, Ella's in this case doesn't come true. :(