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the "bonnie in the loops with siffrin au" from earlier has been rattling around in my brain aaaaall day. this is a p meanungless doodle but Know I have beeeeen thinking. consulted my evil google docs n everything

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French Dip Sandwiches

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Friends Au: How would Roblyn and the happy huntresses react to seeing the photos of Jaune's family?

The Rivalry Burns Brighter

Yang: Hahaha! Oh, gods I forgot he looked like such a huge dork!

Ruby: Yeah, he's really grown up. Loosing all that baby fat, and gaining a lot more muscles.

Yang: You better keep that to yourself. Otherwise, Winter will come after you.

Ruby: Yeah, she... Winter... Winter scares me...

: Do I now?

Ruby: AHHH?!

Yang: Oh?! H-Hi, Winter... W-We're just looking at old photos when we were back in, Beacon, and we were just laughing at how, Jaune used to look.

Winter: Laughing at, Jaune?

Ruby: Y-You know how he looks now, but I don't think you ever saw him when he was at, Beacon.

Winter: No, I've never seen him until recently; What did he look like?

Ruby: Well, uhh... h-here's a photo of him...

Winter took, Ruby's scroll looking at the more skinnier body of, Jaune from a few years ago.

Winter: Hmmm... He defiantly has a much more boyish face... A cute, rounder, child...ish... face...?

Winter zoomed on, Jaune's face, analyzing every aspect of his face where she noticed something interesting. She pulled out her scroll before sending the photo it to her scroll, before giving, Ruby's scroll back to her.

Winter: Thank you for sharing this with me, Ms. Rose. Now if you'll excuse me.

Winter swiftly made her way to leave, quickly leaving the two sisters alone.

Yang: ...

Ruby: ...

Ruby: I think we just did something bad...

Yang: But, what did we do...?

Ruby: I don't know...

Yang: Well doesn't that sound scary...

~~~

Inside the 'secret' headquarters of the, Happy Huntresses, Robyn Hill, and her companions were going over several plans that they needed to accomplish to ensure, Robyn's ascension to become a councilmember for, Mantle, and Atlas. But, this planning session was about to be brought to an abrupt end. One a scared sheep faunas was about to tell why.

Fiona: Uhhhh... R-Robyn...?

May: Fiona? You okay?

Joanna: You look a little pale.

Robyn: Is something wrong, Fiona?

Fiona: You have a visitor...

Robyn: Oh? And, who is it?

Fiona: It's... It's, Winter Schnee...

Robyn: Wi... Winter Schnee?!

May: Seriously?!

Joanna: What the hell is she doing here?!

Fiona: I-I don't know?! She just said she needs to talk with you alone!

Robyn: About what?!

Fiona: I don't know?!

Robyn: Okay, okay, okay... Relax everyone, let's play it cool... There's nothing to worry about.

Joanna: But, it's, Winter fucking Schnee?!

Robyn: I know that... but, I must not show fear in front of my rival.

MJF: Rival?

Robyn: For my, White Knight!

May: White knight?

Fiona: Jaune Arc.

JM: Ohhh!

Robyn: Silence! We must prepare for the demons arrival...

Joanna: Alright...

May: We're ready.

Robyn: Alright, Fiona. Let her in...

Fiona nodded her head as, May, and Joanna took a flanking position behind, Robyn stood proud in front.

Fiona opened the door, and told, Robyn she could enter. Soon, came in the high, and might, Winter Schnee. Her eyes fixed solely on, Robyn Hill, not care for the other members of the, Happy Huntresses, as if their mere presence meant nothing at all to her.

Winter: Hello. Robyn Hill, our meeting has been long overdo...

Robyn: Indeed it has been, Specialist Schnee.

Winter: ...

Robyn: ...

Winter: Before we begin, I just want you to know that this... meeting of ours has nothing to do with your past exploits of stopping, Atlas Military personnel, supplies, and equipment. If so, I would have dealt with you sooner if you mattered.

Robyn: If I didn't matter, then should I take it that, Mantle, and it's people don't matter either?

Winter: No, they do, and will always matter. But, you do not matter as much as them. You are, but a drop in a bucket.

Robyn: I'd be careful if I was you, even a single drop of water can start a tsunami.

Winter: Or, show you that you have a leaky bucket.

May: They're fighting right...?

Fiona: Over, Jaune, right?

Joanna: They should be... But, am I the only one who isn't picking up on a lot of hidden sexual tension?

Fiona: Everyone can!

May: You can practically taste it!

Fiona: It makes sense too. They're both fighting for the same guy, whoever beds him first wins!

Joanna: So... is this where the war begins...?

Winter: Now then. Robyn... as much as I would like to call you a lying cheating political whore...

Robyn: And, as much as I would call you a thieving dust slut...

Winter: I'm afraid we both have bigger foes to deal with when it comes to winning the heart of my Knight!

Robyn: I think you mean, my Knight.

Winter: Over my dead body you slut!

Robyn: Bring it whore!

WR: ...

Winter: Haa... enough... as much as I like to insult you, and prove why it is better if I became, Winter Schnee Arc!

Robyn: Robyn Hill Arc sounds better...

Winter: I'm afraid that we are both already losing to another woman.

Robyn: What?! What do you mean we're already losing?!

Winter: Let me show you this photo of, Jaune, and his family.

Winter plucked out a photo from under her coat, and handed it to, Robyn. She eyed it warningly for a moment before taking it, and inspect the imagine.

Robyn: This is a photo of, Jaune... and his family... with... Wait? Does, Jaune have eight sisters?!

Winter: Seven sisters, the one next to the man, in the back is, Jaune's father, and next to him, is, Jaune's mother.

Robyn: Oh... But, seven sisters...? That's a good sign of fertility...

Winter: A very good sign. Now then, here is another photo of, Jaune sisters, and his nephew.

Robyn: Nephew?

Winter pulled out another photo, and handed to, Robyn who took it. She saw a fair skinned blonde with blue eyes, the person, Robyn assumed was, Jaune sister, and a girl with dark skin, and red glasses holding a dark skinned baby in their hands.

Robyn: Who are the people in this photo?

Winter: The blonde, as you've probably already guessed, is, Jaune's sister, Saphron Cotta Arc, and the woman with the darker skin is, Terra Cotta Arc, Saphron's wife, and Jaune's sister-in-law. And, the child in the middle is, Adrian Cotta Arc, Jaune's nephew.

Robyn: Okay... he looks cute, what about him?

Winter: This is the last photo I wanted to show you; This is a photo of, Jaune when he was back in, Beacon. Before his... glow up~!

Robyn: Glow up?

Robyn took the photo, Winter offered, and inspected it. Jaune was much more lanky, and childish, no where near as charming, and attractive as he is now. But, he did have a nice, cute face that...

Robyn: Hold on...?

Robyn placed the photo of, 'Beacon Jaune,' next to the lesbian couple, and their child. Her eyes darting between the two photos before she raised her head, looking at, Winter with bloody fury in her eyes.

Robyn: Call, Jaune Arc down here... NOW...

~~~

Jaune walked into the, Happy Huntresses 'secret base,' and already his danger senses were blaring. He could see, Joanna, and May looking at him, fear was echoing in their eyes as they shied away from him.

His step hesitated for a bit before he walked up to, Fiona who was standing nervously in front of a door to, Robyn's 'office.'

Jaune: Uhh... Fiona... Is... is something going on?

Fiona: Oh well... something is going to happen... I don't know what exactly, but... well...?

Jaune: ...

Jaune: I don't like that answer...

Fiona: I'm sorry... I can't help you with what's...?!

Robyn: Fiona is, Jaune here yet?!

Jaune, and Fiona visibly recoiled from the door as, Robyn screamed bloody hell through the door.

Fiona: Y-Yes...?

Robyn: Then tell him to get his ass in here! NOW!

Fiona: EEP!

Jaune looked at as she embraced the scared sheep persona. But, he gave her a reassuring shoulder pat before entering, Robyn's office.

As the door shut behind him, he saw, Robyn Hill standing next to her desk, while, Winter Schnee was standing on the other end. Robyn had her arms folded across her chest staring daggers at him, while Winter held her arms behind her back glaring down at, Jaune.

Jaune knew without a shadow of a doubt that he was in trouble, big trouble at that, and that these two warrior woman were furious with him for some reason. But, Jaune couldn't help but think that the pair looked damn hot while doing so.

Jaune: W-Well... It's nice to see you two finally meeting each other face to face... So, uhhh... w-what is this all about? Are you finally putting an end to this rivalry you two have imposed over me... C-Cause I want to end it myself, I just... I-I don't know who to pick... I mean you two are some of the most impressive, and beautiful woman I've ever met!

Jaune: I mean, Robyn... I admire your noble beauty, and courage to stand up for what you believe is right! That you're willing to put everything on the line for the people of, Mantle. I may be your white knight, but you will forever be my lady I've sworn to protect, and serve.

Jaune: And, Winter, I adore your elegant charm, and despite all that your father did, both directly, and indirectly to you, that you are standing strong, and proud throughout it all is inspiring. I am honoured to stand beside you as we fight to serve, and protect the people of, Atlas.

Jaune: I want to make my choice... I don't want to be an ass, and make you two feel like I'm stringing you along. But, I can't chose between either of you... I'm trying, but... I've never been so lucky to have two wonderful woman want me before. But, this time... I'm scared to choose, because if I only pick one of you, I'll lose the other... And, I can't handle the pain of losing someone I love again... notagain.

Jaune had dropped his head in shame as he lamented the cowardice of his heart, but as he brought his head up to stare at the two woman he was met with the sight of a pair of scarlet tinged faces. Winter was adverting her gaze as she was shuffling around nervously, while, Robyn had turned her face to look away from him, but, Jaune could tell she was blushing based on how her red her ears were.

Winter: While it's nice to know how you feel about the both of us... and, I can understand why you're having difficulty choosing one of us... I'll explain why to you later, Ms. Hill.

Robyn: T-Thank you... Specialist Schnee.

Winter: But, that's... that's not what we called you here for.

Jaune: Oh? Then what did you call me for?

Robyn: Well.. okay... so, Specialist Schnee showed me these photo's.

Robyn handed, Jaune the photos of his family, these photos gave, Jaune pause as he looked at, Winter with a distrustful look on his face.

Jaune: T-These were the photos in my locker? D-did you take these out of my locker?

Winter: No, I took a photo of them, and printed a copy.

Jaune: Oh... that's marginally better... but, what's with this third photo... Where did you get this, this was from when I was in, Beacon?

Winter: I acquired it from, Ruby Rose.

Jaune: She had a photo of me? Didn't know she had anything of me... But, what is this all of this about?

Winter: Well, I was looking at the photo of you, and your family... and, I noticed something... peculiar... I decided to take this photo to, Robyn Hill to ask if she also saw something in the photos...

Robyn: And, I did happen to find something most curious to see.

Jaune: Oh... w-what did you find...?

Winter took the photo of, Jaune back when he was in, Beacon, and the one with, Saphron, Terra, and Adrian in it, holding the next together.

Winter: Why does, your nephew look like you!

Jaune: Arc genetics...?

Robyn: It's obvious, Terra is the birth mother! Yet he looks like you!

Jaune: Most babies look the same, it doesn't mean he looks like me?!

Winter: Are you really, Adrian's uncle, or are you his father?!

Jaune: I am his uncle!

Robyn: Did you fuck your sister-in-law?!

Jaune: I did not?!

Winter: It's fucking RED!

During the shouting match, Robyn had grabbed, Jaune's shoulder, and started shaking him, involuntarily activating her semblance on him in the process. Jaune looked at the emanating red glow from, Robyn's hands before looking at the pair of woman looking at, Jaune demanding an answer with murderous intent if her refused to answer.

Jaune: O-O-Okay! I am, Adrian's biological father! Saphron, and Terra wanted to have a child, and they wanted them to be an, Arc, so they asked me to be the donner.

Winter: Why did they ask you, why couldn't they ask someone else to be the donner.

Jaune: It's either me, or my dad. Which would you prefer, Winter; your dad, or your brother to be the sperm donner?

Winter: ...

Winter: My brother...

Jaune: And, that's why they asked me.

Robyn: So you went to a clinic, and donated your sperm, and they artificially inseminated your sister-in-law?

Jaune: That... That was the plan... Terra had other ideas...

Robyn: Other ideas...?

Jaune: ...

Jaune: I slept with her...

Robyn: You really did fuck your sister-in-law?!

Jaune: Hey, it's what we agreed to! They wanted a child, and they wanted me to be the donner! Yes, I slept with my sister, but she got the child she wanted, and everyone was happy!

Robyn: Then what, you dip out and never have a part of your child's life?

Jaune: If you're thinking that I'd go out for milk, and never return, then you'd be sorely mistaken. I am a part of my sons life, I am just not that involved with him. If he ever wants to learn about his father, we will tell him the truth; That I am his biological father.

Winter: And, that's the end of it with you, and your nephew, right?

Jaune: ...

Winter: That's the end of it with you, and your nephew, right...?

Jaune: Haa... Three months ago, back when I was staying with them in, Argus... I was in a more... darker place... A more... suicidal place...

Robyn: S-Suicidal?

Winter: Jaune lost a lot of people when, Beacon fell. He also lost the only person he could ever consider his friend... Jaune was thinking about taking his life... more in a sense of a heroic self sacrifice... but suicide nonetheless. He hasn't had such a mindset as of late though.

Robyn: Are you sure about that? The way he went after that scorpion fellow says otherwise.

Winter: That monster needed to be taken out with extreme prejudice. While I agree, Jaune's method was rather risky, it nonetheless eliminated a severe threat, and saved your life in the process.

Robyn: I understand... But still, don't go around risking your life like that!

Robyn poked, Jaune in his chest, even if she was poking his armour, it did feel like he was forcing her fingernail was stabbing him.

Jaune: Don't worry, I'm doing a lot better since then, especially since you two came into my life. I feel happy just knowing that I have the pair of woman such as yourselves in my life. But, there was also, Terra's threat... that helped in another way. But, it was mostly thanks to you two.

The pair were blushing faintly as, Jaune was sweet talking them into a blushing mess again just by being so nice to them. However, there was something they needed to be ask.

Winter: What threat are you talking about?

Jaune: Well, you see... the original plan was to never talk about who, Adrian's father was. But, Terra threatened me that she would tell, Adrian when he was older who his father was, and she wanted me to be alive so he would know. That was the first part of the threat...

Winter: First part.

Jaune: It was meant to be a secret between the two of us... But, Terra told, Saphron that I was, Adrian's father. Saphron wasn't as surprised, or as angry as I thought she would be. She had already expected that we didn't go to a sperm bank, she wasn't angry about that at all. Nor was she angry that... That, Terra wanted another kid... And, well... last i heard, Terra's about three months pregnant...

Winter: T-Three months pregnant?!

Robyn: You did it again?!

Jaune: It was all consensual!

Winter: But, you slept with your sister-in-law!

Robyn: And, impregnated her!

RW: Again!

Jaune: Yes, I impregnated my sister-in-law, twice! We've already established that already! Why are you freaking out about that so much?!

Winter: Cause, I wanted to have your child first...

Jaune: I uhh... what?

Robyn: I was going to have his first kid, not you, you bitch!

Winter: You want to go there, you whore?!

Robyn: Bring it you cunt!

Jaune: Excuse me?! You were interrogating me about my son, and now you're arguing about who should have had my first kid? Where the hell is all of this coming from?!

Winter: Ahh...?!

Robyn: Uhh...?!

Winter: Baby fever...?

Jaune: Why is that question?

Robyn: Yeah, baby fever... we saw the photo of your adorable son...

Winter: Absolutely adorable~!

Robyn: And, now we want your kids.

Winter: I want at least three.

Robyn: Ha! I'll go for four!

Winter: Five...

Robyn: Six...

Jaune: ...

Jaune: I love you, Adrian, but gods dammit, why do you gotta do your father dirty like this?

[princema-k]

THE LIVING MUSEUM: CHAPTER 1

(interactive puzzle at the bottom!)

As luck would have it, the detective had a case that had just been given to her by the Chief Constable Barton (talk about a high order!) I watched as she leafed through the folders on her desk before slipping out a small stack of papers and bringing them over to me. Clearing her throat, Detective Layton ran over the details…

“At approximately 2:00pm, a fire alarm in the Natural History Museum sounded. Around 5 minutes later, visitors in the museum reported that they witnessed several exhibits, and I quote, ‘come to life before their eyes.’ There were visitors who told officials that the suits of armour on display had started to move and raise their weapons, visitors who reported that paintings on the walls started to melt and blink, and visitors who said that the dinosaur skeleton exhibits had opened their mouths and moved their heads. But the most damning of all seemed to be the Tyrannosaurus rex exhibit, who not just moved but assumed a lunging stance with its full body, as well as somehow roared.”

“Right, that’s odd. And?”

“Well, since the officials were only able to question the visitors outside of the museum due to everyone having been evacuated because of the fire alarm, naturally they went inside to check the exhibits themselves.”

“And they found…?”

“Nothing. They did a whole sweep of the area, but they found nothing out of place. All exhibits were in their normal places, the paintings were just fine, and everything was untouched.”

“Wow…”

“I assume the reason that Barton held onto what information they had on it and handed it to me was due to the witnesses. Despite the fact that the Yard found no obvious signs of tampering, everyone swears up and down the walls that the museum had seemingly come to life at that moment.”

“...That is a proper mystery. And these files are all we have on the matter?”

“Well, in a sense, yes. These are all the files we have,” Detective Layton muses as she taps the bottom of the stack on the coffee table. Then, getting up, she drops the stack back in their folder. “...Which is why I was thinking of heading over to the museum myself to do a bit of personal investigation.”

“As expected of the great Professor Layton,” I say cheekily as I stand and follow her to the front door, grabbing my jacket off the hanger in the process. The detective sighs lightly as she places her hat on her head, pulling the brim over her eyes in mock disappointment. “Please, Ms. Altava. It's just Detective.”

Now lifting the brim, she smiles brightly as she grabs her umbrella.

“So, Ms. Altava… let’s go investigate this living museum with our own two eyes, shall we?”

And with that, our adventure into the peculiar museum begi-

“Ah, but before that, I have here the directions to the museum written for me by Barton, and it seems to be a puzzle of some sort. As you’re now my assistant, why don’t you give it a shot? Think of it as a warm-up of things to come.”

…Right. She’s Layton’s daughter, after all. How could I have forgotten? …And are we sure they're not really related by blood…?

PUZZLE 1: Where's The Museum?

Take your time and think about the answer, or Flora (and the puzzle master) will be very disappointed in you...!

A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J (Need a hint?: 1 | 2 | 3)

(thanks to @justkillingthyme for beta reading, and several mutuals for puzzle testing!)

[libelelle]

disorganised doodles featuring the plot line i might never make into a comic

[eva-graces-stories]

Holy blinding shit y’all really like that Vanilla Siffrin drawing

This is the most notes I’ve ever gotten??? What???? Thank you so much?????? These are exuberant question marks because crabbing stars this is insane I summoned the universe with a Siffrin doodle

[faunusrights]

I MEET SOMEONE NEW; I SAY I AM HAPPY TO SHEEP THEM; THE AUTHORITIES CANNOT FIND ENOUGH EVIDENCE TO MAKE THE CHARGES STICK; THE CASE GOES COLD; I MEET SOMEONE N

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I’ve been in a Sky mood lately lol. So for prompts maybe something angsty with him? Like him getting used to life after being trapped on the island for years? Or one of the boys trying to reassure themselves that he’s actually back?

I saw this prompt and went HEHEHE I do enjoy me my angst. Especially Incredibles au Sky angst (sorry Sky bdhdbdbdhd)

I sort of mixed your two prompts together? It’s mostly the first one, but there’s hints of the second. And also a different thing entirely XD Enjoy!

(Also warning for a character getting a flashback. It’s seen from an outside perspective, but here’s your warning just in case.)

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Sometimes Warriors still couldn’t believe Sky was back.

After over a year of trying to come to terms with his disappearance, wrestling with hope and denial and grief, going to his funeral for Hylia’s sake— having him suddenly come back was… earth-shattering. In a good way, of course, but sometimes Warriors caught himself falling into the pattern of endless questions on what had happened, and had to remind himself that he knew now.

Sky had been tricked, lured away, fought for survival while being hunted within an inch of his life, and then finally made it home alive. Though… not without scars.

Ones that sometimes caught Warriors off guard.

He wasn’t unfamiliar with unseen scars, ones that plagued the mind rather than just the body. He had several himself, and it was rare a week went by that he didn’t have at least one nightmare.

But Sky... Sky had been gone for over a year.

And despite how he tried to hide it, he wasn’t okay.

The specific afternoon it happened, Warriors had stopped at Sky’s to drop off some things he’d borrowed, and ended up staying and talking much longer than he’d intended. He was hardly complaining though. After thinking he’d never get moments like this again, he’d spend every waking hour with his brother he could, even if it meant he’d be late coming home.

“…So then Aryll told me she made a new friend, and asked me if I wanted to meet her, and of course I said yes. I should’ve known better, because five seconds later she whistles, and this huge vulture lands in front of me,” Sky said with a wave of his hand, and Warriors laughed. “I know! Where did she even meet a vulture?!”

“Probably the same place she met those geese that one time,” Warriors said with a grin, and Sky joined his laughter that time.

“Oh I’m sure. She has plenty of bird connections,” he chuckled, leaning back with his wings stretched out on either side of himself. “I’m sure she’ll have quite the message system worked out when she’s older.”

“I wouldn’t put it past her,” Warriors smirked. “Heck you won’t even need the mail service if she keeps up like this, just ask her to send letters via pigeon.”

“Hm that’s true… I’d never have to buy stamps again,” Sky said thoughtfully.

“Hey now, don’t forget those stamps help pay my salary,” Warriors grinned, and Sky laughed again. A truck outside beeped as it backed up, and Warriors glanced out the window before looking back inside. “If I didn’t know better I’d say you were trying… Sky?”

Sky had completely frozen in place, his glass of water slipping from his hand.

Warriors quickly waved a hand as it hit the floor, freezing the puddle before it could spread, then got off his chair and hurried to Sky’s side. The cup hadn’t broken so he left it where it was, and he looked worriedly at his brother.

“Sky? Are you okay?” he asked urgently, and a tremor wracked through Sky, his eyes glazing over. He’d been fine mere moments ago, what was wrong? “…Sky?”

“We need to hide,” Sky whispered, his voice hoarse.

Warriors blinked. “What?”

Sky swallowed, shaking as he stared into the middle distance. “We need to hide, they’re coming,” he stressed in a croak, his breathing starting to pick up. “Guardians, they’re close.”

“Sky… there are no guardians here,” Warriors said in confusion, and Sky shook his head, ears twitching.

“There’s one right over there,” he gasped, his breath trembling. “We need to hide, it’s going to—”

“Sky, no there isn’t,” Warriors said slowly, sitting down beside his brother. “There’s nothing there.”

“B-but—” Sky stuttered, twisting his head around to look at the wall. A bead of sweat trailed down his brow. “Yes it is. It is, it’s coming, we need to hide now.”

Sky pulled his wings in close to his body, feathers puffing up, and Warriors looked at him in dismay, unsure of what to do. He knew enough to recognize Sky was having some sort of flashback, but he didn’t know how to help him out of it.

The truck outside beeped again, and Sky violently flinched, nearly falling off the couch as his feathers puffed out even more. Warriors looked between him and the window, then carefully stood and walked over to it, closing it and blocking out the sound. Sky didn’t visibly react to the quiet, and Warriors went back over to him, watching as he trembled in place.

“Sky, we’re not on the island,” Warriors began carefully as he sat back down. “You haven’t been there for weeks now. And I wasn’t ever on the island, how can I be here with you if we’re there?”

“I-I...” Sky stammered, his voice faltering. Then he suddenly snatched Warriors’ wrists, eyes huge. “Wars they got you too, you shouldn’t have come, it’s going to be like everyone else,” he choked out, still shaking. “We have to hide!”

Sky began tugging at his wrists, but Warriors resisted the movement, staying where he was. “Sky, there’s no danger.”

“Yes there is! I have a base right over there, we can get to it if we hurry, we can’t let him—”

“Sky, we’re not on the island,” Warriors repeated, slipping his wrists out of Sky’s hold and taking his hands instead. His skin felt clammy. “I promise you we’re not. We’re in your house. We’re safe.”

Sky kept shaking, but he didn’t argue the point, and Warriors felt a flicker of encouragement when he didn’t keep tugging on his hands.

“You’re not back there,” Warriors repeated, and Sky squeezed his eyes shut, another bead of sweat trailing down his brow. “You’re in your house, on the couch in your living room. Sun is at work, and Aryll is taking a nap. Nobody is in any danger.”

Sky trembled in his seat, his eyes still closed tight, and Warriors lightly squeezed his hands, waiting for him to come back. His eyes reopened, still looking frantic, but less so than before.

“Come on Link,” Warriors whispered, looking into Sky’s eyes. “You’re safe here, I promise. Nothing is trying to hurt you.”

Sky swallowed, and Warriors stayed beside him, watching as his feathers slowly began to smooth. Warriors repeated the reassurance that they weren’t on the island, and he kept it up as Sky’s frantic breathing started to even out, and his eyes gradually cleared.

It felt like a long time before Sky’s shoulders slumped, his wings falling limp as he took in a shaky breath. He was still trembling, but much more lightly, and Warriors studied his face.

“You back?” Warriors asked carefully, and Sky looked at his lap, shame coloring his face.

“I... I think so. Sorry,” Sky whispered.

“Nothing to be sorry for,” Warriors said easily, but Sky kept looking at his lap, ears red.

Warriors looked at him worriedly, then lightly squeezed his hands, pulling back so he could deal with the frozen puddle on the floor. He easily pried it up and shaped it into a small ball, then set it on the table, looking back at Sky again.

“Hey. I mean it,” Warriors said when he saw his expression, lightly touching Sky’s shoulder, light enough that he could pull away if he wanted. Sky didn’t, and so Warriors held it a bit tighter. “You have nothing to be sorry for. It’s not your fault.”

“I was the one stupid enough to go there,” Sky muttered under his breath, and Warriors frowned.

“Sky, you were tricked. You thought you were doing something good, it’s not your fault,” Warriors repeated, and Sky didn’t meet his eyes. Warriors sighed. “That looked pretty rough. Do you want some water?”

“I’d appreciate that,” Sky said quietly.

Warriors nodded and stood, giving his shoulder a squeeze before he grabbed Sky’s glass and headed to the kitchen to refill it. It only took him a moment, and when he returned, Sky hadn’t moved, still staring at his lap, faintly trembling, wings lightly wrapped around himself.

Warriors passed him the cup, and Sky silently took it, sipping without a word.

“You need anything else?” Warriors asked, and Sky shook his head. Warriors hummed in reply, then paused as he thought of something. It wasn’t Warriors’ go-to, but Sky usually appreciated physical contact much more than him, especially since he’d been back. “...maybe a hug?”

Sky finally looked up, still shaky and pale, and gave a tiny nod.

Warriors gave him a sad smile, then leaned in, wrapping his arms around his brother.

Sky was stiff for a moment, then practically melted into the touch, a wavering sigh coming from him. He pressed his face against Warriors’ shoulder, and Warriors lightly rubbed his back, feeling equally reassured by the touch. He knew Sky had been through a lot, but the blatant show of it had been a bit frightening.

Oh Sky.

“I’m such a disaster,” Sky said in a wobbly voice, and Warriors sighed.

“Anyone would be. Truth be told, I think most of us became disasters while you were gone, so you’re in good company.”

Sky let out a wet snort, and Warriors squeezed him, Sky still shaking just a little.

“Has this happened before?” Warriors asked after a minute, pulling back so he could see Sky’s face, and Sky shrugged.

“Not... to that extent,” he admitted quietly. “There’ve been... things, but not...”

He trailed off weakly, and Warriors nodded. That was about what he’d figured.

“Okay. Well... we’ll figure this out. Just like old times, huh?” Warriors said with a faint smile, and Sky huffed.

“Yeah. Can’t say I miss that side of things,” he mumbled, and Warriors squeezed his arm again.

“I’ll stay until Sun comes back,” he reassured quietly, and Sky nodded, silently resting his head against Warriors’ shoulder again.

Neither of them said much else after that, and Warriors idly played with the piece of ice on the table, Sky watching him quietly as he shaped it into a small bird. Warriors added some ice to it, and worked on shaping it into a slightly bigger one, the kind Sky especially liked.

Sky stayed silent as he leaned against him, and Warriors tried not to stare, worry clenching in his stomach. Nightmares were common enough between them, though they’d gotten better as the years had gone on. Warriors had practice with those, and panic attacks, and a small list of the other crap they all dealt with after their superhero careers, but this… felt way out of his league.

We’ll figure this out, he promised silently, adding small feathers to the bird he was shaping in his palms. Sky breathed out a weary sigh, and Warriors swallowed.

We will. We’ll figure it out.

[avoidmint]

Today I had a struggle drawing much, but I decided to redesign my version of Gadget's brother - Thyme!

If you've followed me for a while, or doom scrolled through my blog/art tag, you've probably seen him before. His name used to be Sage, but that was before I discovered that Sage from Sonic Frontiers existed. So I renamed him Thyme!

Hopefully that name isn't also secretly taken, I only know of so many herbs.

[rolfe-dewolfe-fan-page]

He's Definitely a Widower

Wolfman just has Widower Vibes.

In mainverse/After the fire, he didn't care much about his wife, and was an all around asshole in Mainverse/after the fire

BUT IN RECLAMATION, he is still grieving all these years later, (He was a good father in this au, a bit overprotective tbh.

The Wp5 disbanded years ago... Rolfe's out doing his own thing.. Reclamation!Wolfman doesn't really care if he himself dies or not. He tries getting into some things to fill the void. He's always been a bit of a workaholic, but after Rosalinda's death in Reclamation/When Wolfman became an empty nester, he does it to try to distract his mind.

Ask more on my Ask blog ! :3 @ask-purgatorypicnic

[radioroxx]

i do not have . the energy or time or motivation to make Whole comes for how scenes and bits would play out in the bonnie in the loops au. this one i did for a lil fun :)

also important note but not really important bonnie was nooooot invited to the loop hangout :/ they came anyway which complicated things but dw about it

[fattributes]

Coq au Vin

[onlylurkingreadingstuff]

Grab a card. See you Wednesday.

Our favorite therapists from @mouseonamoose

[arc-misadventures]

Can we get team RWBY's reaction to Jaune helping Whitley get a date and actually start to bulk up

Do You Even Lift, Bro?!

: GrrRRrrrRRR?! RAAHHHH?!!

(Thud!)

: Ha haa haaa...

: H-How did I do...?

: Congratulations, you've managed to do half of a push up.

: I'm making progress!

: Yeah...

Jaune Arc, Huntsmen, Atlasian Specialist, and stuck between a love triangle of imaginable possibilities, both good, and bad. He was stuck on what was slowly becoming an impossible task: Training the twig of a human being, Whitely Schnee to bulk up, more so for his personal imagine, than anything else. His crush would probably like it if he bulked up a bit, but, Fiona didn't strike him as the type who was into muscles.

Jaune: Granted not being able to do a pushup, to being able to do half of a push up is an improvement. All be it an insignificant one...

Jaune: Okay, get up, we'll move on to weights...

Jaune offered, Whitely a hand who took it. Jaune effortlessly lifted him up, even getting some air in the process. Jaune was starting to think he needed to see a doctor, the boy was so light, he was starting to fear he was underweight, or something else.

Jaune: Okay, there's like... no strength in your arms, so we'll work on some dumbbells. Let's start with... five pounds. Okay?

Whitely: Okay!

Jaune handed over one five pound dumbbell, and when he grabbed it what happened, Jaune had expected to happen.

Whitely: Wa-Ahh?!

(Thud!)

Jaune: ...

Jaune watched as, Whitely effortlessly, and helplessly dropped the dumbbell, because it weighed too much, and the kid couldn't hold it in the air for one second.

Jaune: Haa... Okay... We'll start with a, two pound dumbbell...

Whitely: Okay...

Jaune handed, Whitely a two pound dumbbell, and while he was struggling to hold it, he didn't drop it at least.

Jaune: This is going to be harder than I expected...

Weiss: Jaune? Jaune is that you? What are you doing hereeeeeeeee...?

Jaune turned to see, Weiss staring at him with a faint blush across her face. Jaune was dressed in shorts, and a tight tee-shirt showing off his definitive muscles he gained from his life as a huntsmen.

Yang: Ahh, Weiss here you are what are you...?

Blake: Is something going on... Oh..

Ruby: Damn...

Jaune: Girls, can I help you?

Weiss: Ahh... y-yeah... What are you doing here... in the families home gym... and, since when did we have one?

Jaune: Oh, I'm just helping, Whit start his exercise routine.

Blake: Whit?

Jaune moved to the side to see, Whitely Schnee lifting a dumbbell. At least trying to that is.

Weiss: Whitely?!

Whitely: Hmm...? Oh, hi, Weiss!

Weiss: W-What are you doing here?

Whitely: Oh... I'm bulking up!

Weiss: Why?

Whitely: Well... Okay... Can you guys guess my age?

Ruby: Uhh... thirteen?

Blake: I'd say thirteen.

Yang: I agree, I'd guess your thirteen years old.

Whitely: Oh gods...

Weiss: What?! He's seventeen?!

Ruby: What?!

Yang: Seventeen...? This baby faced twig...?!

Blake: Bullshit.

Jaune: Yeah... I thought he was fourteen too. I recommended he change his diet, and bulk up so people don't think he's a kid. That, and he needs to put on some weight, this kid is as light a feather... See?

Whitely: Wha...? No, not again!

Jaune once again effortlessly picked up, Whitely by the scruff of his shirt, and held him in the air.

RWBY: ...

Yang: Ouch...

Weiss: How much do you weigh?!

Jaune: Hmmm...?

Weiss: Whoa...? Hey?!

Jaune grabbed, Weiss by her shirt, and held her in the air like he did with, Whitely. Jaune shook the pair up, and down for a moment.

Jaune: A little less then what, Weiss does.

Yang: Okay...

Blake: He didn't even have to try...?

Weiss: Put me down you brute?!

Jaune: Whoops. Sorry.

Jaune then let the to go, with, Weiss landing gracefully on her feet, while, Whitely fell flat on his ass.

Whitely: Ow!

Jaune: Oh, sorry, Whit.

Whitely: It's okay. I should have been prepared for the drop.

Blake: Why are you calling him, Whit?

Jaune: It's just a nickname I gave him. And, also a cover for when he goes down to, Mantle again.

Weiss: You've been to, Mantle?!

Whitely: Hasn't everyone?

Weiss: It's a dangerous place with lots of people that would harm you!

Whitely: I know that. Do you think I go dressed as in my suit when I go down there, no, I looked like some skater kid when I'm down there. No one recognizes me. You didn't recognize me when I 'bumped' into you.

Weiss: You bumped into me when we're were in, Mantle?

Ruby: Were you the guy that almost made, Weiss trip?

Whitely: Yep! That was me~!

Weiss: You...?! I almost fell into a pool of dirty water, because of you?!

Whitely: Really? I hadn't notice that.

Weiss: Grr! Why you little twerp?!

Jaune: You nearly did that? Maybe you should bulk up too, Weiss.

Weiss: Excuse me?!

Jaune: Now then, is there something we can help you with? Otherwise, Whitely needs to continue his exercises. Get back to it, Whit!

Whitely: Okay.

Blake: No, we were just here because we heard you voice, and we were curious about what you were doing here.

Jaune: Okay.

Whitely: How many of these should I do?

Jaune: When it starts to hurt, count to twenty.

Whitely: But, it already hurts!

Jaune: Then start counting!

Whitely: Grrr...

Ruby: Well, we're going to some shoppes in, Atlas... do you... do you want to come with us...?

Jaune: No thank you, I don't need anything.

Ruby: Oh... o-okay...

Yang, Blake, and Weiss shared a look before making a silent agreement that they needed to end this, and leave before anything happened.

Blake: We better get going...

Weiss: Yeah, don't want to miss the next airship.

Yang: Well, good luck, Whitely!

Whitely: Thank you!

Yang: And, Jaune, keep on looking fine, and hoooooowwWWW?!

: He's looking like what, Yang?

Weiss: W-Winter?

The members of team, RWBY turned to see, Winter Schnee. Smiling a warmthless smile as she was crushing, Yang shoulder.

Yang: H-He's looking...?! Looking...?! Owowowowowo! Please let me go!

Winter: Looking like what, Yang~?

Yang: H-He's looking like a strong, and dependable senior helping out his young disciple?!

Winter: That's right~!

Winter smiled as she walked past, Yang letting go of her shoulder in the process.

Yang: Ahhh?! Ha haaa...?!

Blake: Are you okay?

Yang: Woman's got a grip like a mechanical vice?!

Winter: Now then, why don't you run along girls. I will help, Jaune here with, Whitely's training.

Ruby: A-Are you sure you don't want our help...?!

Winter then turned bending down as she placed her hands on, Ruby's shoulder. Introducing her to her mechanical vice like grip as she stared daggers at, Ruby.

Winter: Listen here you little pipsqueak! I understand you want to make amends with, Jaune. But, my shows about to begin, and I don't want some little brat interrupting me, and my himbo hunk of a white knight! So kindly turn around, and get the fuck out of here! Okay~?

Ruby: O-O-O-Okay?!

Winter: Wonderful~!

With that, Team RWBY made a swift escape, unless they deal with the wrath of a woman in love.

Winter: Ahh~! Say, Jaune?

Jaune: Yeah?

Winter: I can help set up a proper training regium for, Whitely. Why don't you get some exercise yourself; Might I recommend the barbell?

Jaune: Sure, that wouldn't hurt.

Jaune walked over to the barbell, put it on his shoulders, and started doing some lifts. White, Jaune was doing this, Winter stared on, biting her lips as she watched his muscles bulge as he exerted them.

Winter: Mmmm~! Mama likey~!

Whitely: Sister, can you not do that in front of me?

Winter: Let me salivate over my man, or I'll tell, Weiss about your date with, Fiona.

Whitely: Very good, have a nice day, Winter.

Winter: Mmmm~! Eat your heart out, Robyn~! He's all mine for today~!

~~~

Fiona: What's wrong with blue balloons?

Robyn: My colours are red, and green, also some browns, but red, and green balloons are what's needed for my victory celebration, not...?!

Fiona: ...

Fiona: R-Robyn? Is something wrong?

Robyn: I can feel it!

Fiona: Feel what...?

Robyn: That bitch is trying to steal my man!

Fiona: ...

Fiona: Okay.

[libelelle]

come on. you can trust her