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if i see one more person claim that wby didn't care about and ignored ruby in v9 im gonna go apeshit
#yang.txt#they didnt!!! they fucking didnt!!!! they tried to talk to ruby and tried to bring up what happened but ruby kept ignoring it!!!!!!!#or something else had to take their immediate attention!!!!#i can only think of One Time that it happened. and i dont blame wby for it at all#in the market ep yangs like 'alright well im gonna go with the cat so they dont get distracted' which is actually really valid#and blakes all like tee hee twirls hair i'll go with you yang#and weiss goes along just because she doesnt want to deal with the nose hairs which is like. girl. get over it#okay maybe i can blame weiss#and maybe blake#but not yang :)
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The final minute of what would be Andrew Blaze’s last video/tape before committing the attack on Weiss Market
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Steeling himself against brutal market conditions and an unforgiving fiscal climate, fearless local man Calvin Ordway boldly set out into the U.S. economy this week, sources close to the 32-year-old confirmed.
Clad in a dress shirt and khakis, armed with only his wits and basic computer skills, Ordway reportedly showed no hesitation as he opened his front door and strode through the breach into a bleak economic landscape where there likely exists absolutely no demand for any task he can perform or product he can create.
“Does this man have no fear of the financial ruin that almost certainly awaits him?” said economist Carol F. Weiss, describing the U.S. economy as “entirely inhospitable to humankind.” “He has ventured into a dark and treacherous place. Where he will emerge, whether he will emerge, is impossible to say. We can only hope against hope that he remains solvent long enough to make it out with his assets intact.”
“God help him,” Weiss added. Full Story
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Nora's Plan B
Hey Nora.
Nora: Sup Em, whicha want?
Emerald: Say if Ren doesn’t work out would you date Jaune?
Nora: Yes.
Emerald: What?
Ruby: What?
Weiss: What?
Nora: What? Is that a big deal?
Emerald: Explain.
Nora: I mean I call Jaune a fearless leader for a reason.
Weiss: But Cardin-
Nora: Let’s break it down. Jaune let Cardin get away with what he did was because of his transcripts however that’s also because Jaune was used to situations like because no one has ever helped him with that. Think about it, how many friends Jaune had before Beacon?
Ruby: Hm.
Nora: Plus the moment Cardin threatened Pyrrha his attitude took a whole 180. Shoot after the Ursa he was ready to fight Cardin again.
Ruby and Weiss: Yeah, she’s not wrong.
Nora: Next, Cinder would have to watch Jaune’s progression in order to set up a good team for us to fight. Didn’t she?
Emerald: Yeah.
Nora: And Jaune stood up for Pyrrha when everybody was laying pressure on her. That’s something.
RWE: True.
Ruby: But Nora sometimes Jaune-
Nora: Hold on, yeah, Jaune has his hissy fits but then again, don’t we all grieve differently. Plus Ruby, Qrow waited until we were attacked by Salem’s forces to explain everything. Instead, he could have just told us from the start. He was doing unnecessary things. So yeah Jaune has every right to be mad. I say Qrow should have counted his blessings that Jaune was willing to help him at all if you weren’t around. Or Jaune kills him by his own hands.
Ruby: Oh.
Weiss: But then he- Oscar-
Nora: With Oscar, Jaune admitted he overreacted with him. But, again, understandble. We grieve at our own pace. And I mean seriously Ozpin hadyears to stop Salem and he hasn’t done it. Ozpin might as well be just as bad as Salem. Also if you have not noticed back in Argus the moment he pushed Oscar to the wall none of us were ready. Remember how Yang looked?
RW:
Nora: That was fear. I will say that takes points away for being attractive but it also shows he has a breaking point. Which for most people needs to be avoided cause someone could end up dead. But again Jaune proves he has control of his emotions by letting Oscar go.
Yang: Yeah she’s not wrong.
Ruby: Yang how-
Yang: Stay on topic. Look I’m cool with Ren and you know I- I understood why he was upset but the moment he realized his tone with Jaune-
Yang: He knew. He knew he f**** up but then Jaune’s response- Oh my god.
Yang: He maintained his composure. His behavior proves he learned from Argus with Oscar. He still was willing to talk with him.
Yang: If that’s not maturity then I don’t know what is. Just saying.
Ruby: But Jaune in the Ever After was-
Yang: Okay let’s compare. Ren was upset about Atlas and Mantle. Instead of being upset about it and following orders, what else has he done to fix anything? Nothing. And when he finally expressed himself it was after Oscar got kidnapped. And we were stranded in the middle of miles in snow with no food or transportation. Meanwhile, leaving those thousands of people to die.
Me: But didn’t you start it?
Yang: Doesn’t matter.
Me: Yes it-
Yang: Shut up. And in the Ever After Ruby…. …. We were there for a day and we made Little homeless. Robbed the knights. Almost died playing a game of chess with a spoiled brat. Fought our inner demons. And destroyed a city market with people in it to save ourselves from Neo. In one day mind you we did all of that.
Ruby: Holy-
Yang: Now with Jaune he wasn’t dismissing our problem but we were contemplating at the wrong time.
Yang: Mainly because a storm came.
Yang: He then brought us to his home.
Yang: And let's recall he was waiting for us. Something he didn’t have to do. At all. And what did we do? Judge the man for taking care of a bunch of children who want to die.
Yang: Then we brought Neo to him.
Yang: And Ruby -
Ruby: No further comments.
Yang: And Ratchet.
Me: *sigh* Okay. Fine. If you have seen my list of Jaune ships or seen any of my post on Ren and Nora., my outlook on them is not good. But after thinking about the reason I hate Nora, I steadily realized, ‘man, what I am saying, she’s better than Sakura.” She doesn’t physically or mentally abuse Jaune like Sakura does to Naruto. And unlike the other besides Pyrrha she’s consistent with Jaune. So I'll admit I was petty with her in volume seven and eight. I can see Nora’s Arc happening.
Nora: Thank you. Anyways Emerald I would date Jaune as my plan B. Especially if Ren and I don’t recover from Atlas.
Emerald: Well damn. Too bad you got competition.
Nora: *laugh*
RWE: *shocked*
Nora: Let them come. But remember, team JNPR. And team JNRO. And team RNJR.
Weiss: What is that- oh my god.
Nora: That’s right. I’m number two. I’m the second. I’m always beside Jaune. Not Pyrrha. Not Ren. Me. He’s the leader. But the queen of the motherf***ing castle. Bye ladies. *leaves*
Yang: Damn.
Weiss: Oh no, I better act fast.
Ruby: I need Ren to clean up his mess quickly.
Emerald: She most definitely
#rwby#jaune arc#ruby rose#yang xiao long#nora valkyrie#emerald sustrai#lie ren#jaune x nora#nora x jaune#rwby nora's arc#nora's arc#rwby topaz#jaune x emerald#weiss x jaune#ruby x jaune#rwby lancaster#rwby whiteknight
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A Knight second chance 8.5
Velvet: *smirking* So? How did it go?
Russel: *smiling* Oh she loved the idea! I didn't know there was an insectarium in Vale! She really liked the exhibition on the Hymenoptera order. Did you know that bees, wasps and ants are all closely related? Oh and- *Picking up a bag of fried cricket* -they even sell food made of insects! It tastes like chips!
Velvet: *giggling* Well, i'm happy you both seemed to like the place. I went there with my team. *Grinning* My leader was terrified!
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Cinder: ... Excuse me what?
Mercury: *shrug* Roman bailed on us. Said something about not wanting to work with a "Bitch of a Grimm witch". No idea what he meant by that though.
Cinder: *blinking* How did he- What the- But we aren't even at half the dust we need! And he just left!?
Mercury: Well, he did say he wouldn't help with Beacon destruction since that wasn't the original plan. He thought we were going to sell the stuff to the black market. That, he doesn't care for.
Cinder: *groan, thinking about all the logistical problems that are now presenting themselves* Guess we'll have to BUY the explosive then. We won't be able to destroy the Amity colosseum, but that was just a secondary objective.
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Ruby: And so i said "Now that's a katana" And-
Jaune: *looking inside RWBY dorms* Oh? Blake, you still haven't removed your false bow?
Blake: *surprised* W-what!?
Jaune: *frown* Wait, you still haven't done that discussion? Oh and by the way, you do know your parents are expected to come to the tournament, right?
Blake: *panicking* H-how did you-
Jaune: Belladonna. Really, how did no one connect the dots? *Looking at Weiss* Especially you! They are the leader of Menagerie for heaven's sake!
Weiss: *realisation striking her* Oh my god, you are Kali and Ghira's daughter.
Blake: JAUNE!?!
Jaune: Oh and by the way, you are a literal breathing stereotype. And your bow twitches every time you are reading smut. *Smile* Anyway, good luck! *Close the door*
Yang: ... So does that mean i should call you a princess or?
Weiss: *reconsidering everything she knows* H-how did i not see it? They literally MADE the White Fang! Then again, they are pacifists...
Blake: *angry* JAUNE, YOU SON OF A BI-
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Penny: *tilting her head* Why did you do that, friend Jaune?
Jaune: *shrug* Eh, she needs to be pushed out of her comfort zone. Anyway, it's still a lot better than what should have happened. At least she didn't scream at her team that she was a terrorist.
Penny: Oh yeah, she did do that, uh? The memories are a bit vague on that part.
Jaune: I wasn't there. So i didn't have much more to share.
#jaune arc#penny polendina#russel thrush#velvet scarlatina#cinder fall#mercury black#blake belladonna#weiss schnee#rwby#rwby au#a knight second chance#ruby rose#yang xiao long
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Jaune: *a second year Beacon student currently sitting across from Ozpin.* A... Huntsmen Calendar?
Ozpin: *nods.* If we want a Huntress Calendar, we need to make one of men as well. It's only fair. And it sells quite well.
Jaune: I grew up with seven sisters. I know thirst is universal. I'm just confused why you want me in it.
Oz: we all bring a different look and style to the work. After some... market research, we determined you would be the best candidate.
Jaune: *still not sure he agrees, but flattered.* I mean... okay I guess.
Oz: *grinning knowing damn well what he'll unleash.* excellent. We'll start the shoot tomorrow.
Two months later
Yang: And they're here! *holding up a pair of calendars to show off among the girls.*
Weiss: *sighing* I still can't believe you went along with that.
Yang: *smirk* don't hate because they wanted someone with my assets as miss July~
Blake: I still don't get why they wanted me for October.
Ruby: I think it's cool. The sales go back to Beacon, so it makes you feel sexy while helping people.
Pyrrha: *chuckling.* I admit, it was novel. Though nothing I'm not used to.
Nora: *grinning* But now we get it too. Except Ruby, who's still too young and Weiss who refused.
Weiss: *huffed* as if I'd subject myself to that.
Yang: And the guys don't look too bad this year. *she flips a page, going still as her cheeks turn pink.*
*this catches the attention of everyone at the table. They all move to see her turned to June, the listing saying Jaune was the model.*

*silence filled the room for a solid thirty seconds.*
Nora: So that's why Velvel had like... eight of those.
#rwby#rwby jaune#rwby jaune arc#rwby ruby rose#rwby weiss#rwby blake#rwby yang#rwby nora#rwby pyrrha#rwby ozpin
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A Musical Memory
Weiss*reading*
knock knock knock
Weiss:It’s opened.
Jaune:*walks in* Hey Weiss.
Weiss:!? Jaune? *stands up* H-Hi! Are you okay? Is there a meeting going on or…
Jaune:No, it’s been pretty quiet the last couple of hours. I just haven’t gotten the chance to tell you happy birthday.
Weiss:Oh! Right, I don’t know how that slipped past me.
Jaune:Has no one told you?
Weiss:They have. Ruby did her best to make my type of coffee. It was a whole thing; I probably have to brush twice as hard to get all the sugar. Hehe, I guess I sorta put the rest of the day behind me.
Jaune:Yeah. We’ve definitely been busy one way or another. But I’m relearning the importance of taking a moment in. On that note… * pulls out gift*
Weiss:You bought me something!? Aw, you didn’t have to do that. Thank you. *takes it*
Jaune:You haven’t even opened it yet.
Weiss: Call me an optimist. We need some of that these days.
She unwrapped a small rectangular box and opened it. Inside was something she had long since forgotten; it was pendant in the shape of her family crest, but the complex sigils inside were replaced with a single music note.
Weiss:A Snow Note. This is from my first major recital. They came with albums. Jaune, how did you-
Jaune:Was walking around the market today. Plenty of people have been selling and praising things they took before leaving Atlas. My family has actually been to a few of your performances so I recognized it right away. Thought it would be a shame if it didn’t end up with someone who really appreciates-
The smallest tap on the cool metal brought his attention back to Weiss’s eyes and the tears that flowed like a river. Not even she had realized at first that she was crying until she noticed the boy’s worried expression. Her hand brushed across her face to reveal the reason for his silence. Weiss sat back down on the edge of her bed, frantically rubbing the tears away. It didn’t take long at all for Jaune to sit by her.
Weiss:I’m fine! Totally fine! Wow that… hehe, really snuck up on me! I’m sorry.
Jaune:Nothing to apologize for. If you wanna talk, I’m here for you. If that’s okay?
Weiss:It just kinda hit me how long it’s been since I’ve been on a stage; me standing front and center. Ready to sing my heart out. Don’t get wrong, there was a lot of functions and recitals that I wouldn’t greatest. My father sure planned a lot to save face. If there was one thing that was genuine though, it was the music. Hours of singing and lights before crisp air outside of a coffee shop for another well done performance.
Jaune:You were drinking coffee that young?
Weiss:Back then it was hot chocolate. Extra syrup. Wasn’t really good for the vocal cords, but Klein always made sure it made it in my cup. Siiigh *frowns* It’s ironic really. I spent so long running away, now every day I miss that frigid air; those plowed roads that made walls tall enough to duck for cover in a snowball fight. Can’t believe it’s all gone….
Jaune:….Alright. I’ve decided. I’ll help you rebuild.
Weiss:What?
Jaune:Yeah. Eventually when this is all over, people are gonna rebuild their lives as best as possible. That includes the kingdoms. Never really thought about what I should do when the fighting is over. Now I do.
Weiss:You choose to help rebuild a kingdom you’re not even from?
Jaune:Yeah! I mean you’re probably going to help Vale along with your home. It’ll be a perfect use of my time. Someone has to help plan and organize job priorities as well as task management. And I just so happen to have decades of experience. *grins*
Weiss:You- pfft, hahaha. Yeah, I suppose you do.
Jaune:*grinning* It’s a perfect use of my skills! Brick by brick. Day by day! We’ll build a better place meant for Atlas and Mantle locals! That includes a nice big stage the day it’s finally completed where you can welcome everyone back home. I’m talking spotlights and ribbons; people watching the girl that helped saved the world with her own two hands pick up the pieces, and redefine her name sing like an angel while dancing to beat. Big smiles everywhere followed by clapping as everyone thinks, “Wow, she really can do it all.”
Weiss:*blushing*Is…that what you think of me?
Jaune:…Umm, yeah. I think you’re pretty amazing. *red* A gift that keeps on giving.
Weiss:Ah, I see. I’m happy you think so highly of me. *puts pendant away*
Jaune:Not wearing it?
Weiss:I’d be beyond furious with myself if something happened to it. I want it in perfect condition, so I’ll wear it on stage when the day comes. Though if that’s the goal, I should start singing again. I’m sorely out of practice. It’s actually embarrassing. You’d also need to brush up on guitar most likely.
Jaune:Me!?
Weiss:Yes you! A grand stage gets lonely. Plus it’s also your achievement. Celebrating together would only be right. I recall your skills being pretty good all things considered.
Jaune:Is that so? Huh… didn’t realize you heard them so well through the slammed door.
Weiss:Okay, we didn’t have to bring that up! *grins* Way to kill a mood.
Jaune:Really? You’re smiling again.
Weiss:…You’re so ridiculous.
The both of them shared a light hearted smile and laugh. Any reason for tears felt forgotten. As the laughter faded, they found themselves closer than before. Not only emotionally, but physically; how long have their hands been touching?
Something told Weiss to lean closer ever so slightly, watching for a response.
Her heart started sinking when Jaune didn’t move. Heat rose to her face and she began to retreat, only to notice a sadness grow in his as she did. All it took was a subtle flinch forward by him for Weiss to take the plunge. She leaned in again, stopping at nothing until warm, anxious lips gently pressed against hers. Time itself seemed to stop for this moment, capturing it for the rest of their lives until Weiss slowly leaned back again to see his face match her. Was his hand shaking, or was it hers? Weiss had no clue, but her heart was definitely pounding. Suddenly she couldn’t look him in the eyes. Instead she stared at the hand she held.
Weiss:I…I know things are very weird and crazy and… a lot right now. There’s so much to do all the time but I really need you to know I uh, I really like who we are. What we’re trying to be as people. Having these talks about anything and everything, they make everything easy to carry. You make everything easier to carry. This doesn’t have to go anywhere if you don’t want but…I’m not going to pretend I don’t feel something wonderful.
Jaune:…Every night I spent alone, there wasn’t a moment that went by where I didn’t miss you all. That being said, every time I thought of your smile and how I probably wouldn’t see it again, the ache in my chest grew worse. Weiss, I like who we are too and our talks. I like…us.
Butterflies. That’s all she could feel as she raised her head to see the same fear in his eyes that was in her heart. Weiss’s lips quivered between smiling and crying again as her eyes watered. All the same, she leaned in again. This time his arms wrapped around her torso and her jewel while her hands cradled Jaune’s face. For the first time in a while, loneliness didn’t feel so overwhelming. How could it with someone close enough feel all of you; to hold all of you down to your soul. Both of them knew this was only a step into a direction they wanted and not the solution. Still, this moment…
It was a gift Weiss was dead set on keeping. And who knows? Maybe one day, it’ll be her first love song.
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I just want everyone to get back, and after awhile, Nora and Ren start picking up that Weiss is following Jaune more around.
Nora is many things, but oblivious to her friends’ interpersonal relationships she is not.
Hopelessly addicted to syrup in any form? Yes. Mostly only good for hitting things with a big hammer. Definitely. But no one can say she’s blind to the nonsense going on in the lives of her friends.
Especially when it comes to romantic leanings.
Weiss’s crush on Pyrrha, Ruby’s on Penny, Blake’s on Sun, Jaune’s on Weiss- Nora’s seen it all, been there since day one for every pining glance and wistful sigh.
She’d been the first to notice Pyrrha pining after Jaune, and then Jaune pining back until it all went to shit. She’s known since she met him that she’s in love with Lie Ren. And Yang and Blake could not be more smitten if they tried.
So it does not escape her notice that after returning from the Ever After, Weiss simply won’t stop following Jaune around.
Weiss isn’t the only one, of course. Ren, Oscar, and herself have barely left their leader’s side since he returned. Nora doesn’t know about the boys, but she’s more than a little scared that if she lets him out of her sight he’s going walk through a door she can’t follow him through.
Jaune all but admitted that they almost lost him. She can’t bury him again.
So she laughs and slaps his back too hard and ignores how he flinches and his voice cracks with time that didn’t pass. All smiles and fun times from Nora. That’s her job. Better to focus on a potential crush from the ice queen than the decades he spent mourning them while they mourned him.
Ren is better at emotions since his Semblance evolved, but Nora doesn’t want a shortcut. He could probably look at Weiss and figure out exactly what’s going on, but that’s not the point.
Nora doesn’t want answers half as much as she wants a distraction. This is the closest she’s been to normal since Atlas fell.
So espionage it is.
It’s going to take more than a war for Nora to forget the less than suave wooing attempts Jaune made in Beacon, or Weiss’s prickly shut downs of each try. So for the crush to be on the other foot…
Well. It’s interesting enough for Nora to want to look into. Jaune is her family, and he’s fragile these days. She loves Weiss like a sister, but if she breaks his heart, Nora will break her.
She just wants to make sure her intuition is correct. Nora of the past wouldn’t have bothered, opting to shove the two of them into a closet into the ice queen confessed.
There’s a lot of things Nora of the past wouldn’t have bothered with. She’s smarter now, and that wisdom was bought with broken knuckles on gold barriers and stone monuments on sandy hills. So she’s going to make sure.
Nora follows Weiss following Jaune from a discrete distance through an alleyway shaded with draped cloth, close enough to keep them in sight but far enough that she can’t hear what they’re saying.
She happened to be passing by as they returned from a market trip that Weiss offered to accompany him on, and decided to tag along. Nora isn’t an idiot, she knows a date when she sees one. Odds are Jaune didn’t, bless his heart, but (and there’s a twinge of guilt) after decades living in a storybook how good would anyone be at social cues?
Jaune says something off-hand and Weiss giggles, covering her mouth with a hand. She snarks right back at him, resting her hand on his elbow and smiling. The tips of his ears turn red and he grins, rubbing the back of his neck.
Nora’s eyebrows raise. She hasn’t seen him act this way since Beacon. Not with Weiss, either. With Pyrrha.
The duo’s conversation seems to meander into the more serious and their stroll slows to a stop. Nora ducks into a doorway. When she peeks back out, they two are just standing there, heedless of the crowd bustling around them. Jaune stands a head taller than most of the passers, and he appears to be frozen.
Wait.
Oh no.
Oh no! The crowd! They’ve been trying to get him acclimated back to people, but this amount is clearly more than he’s ready for. Gods what was she thinking letting him-
Nora is about run to him from her hiding place when Jaune starts moving. No… not just moving, he’s being shepherded from the street. Weiss has one hand on his back and the other at his elbow and is ushering him off the busy street.
Jaune is all but a puppet in her hands, shaking and distant, eyes a million miles away. Nora follows the two of them slowly, no longer trying to keep a low profile. Espionage be damned, if Jaune needs her she’s willing to endure Weiss yelling.
Eventually she finds them in an alley off the main road. There’s no traffic here, just a few empty crates.
He’s sitting against a wall, head between his knees. Weiss is next to him. Her dress is covered in sand and schmutz, but she doesn’t seem to notice. Nora watches as she takes one of Jaune’s hands and places it on her chest.
Exaggerated breathing, in and out. She’s letting him feel her heartbeat, Nora realizes. The hand that isn’t holding his is rubbing circles into his back. A breath in, a breath out. And all through it Weiss is keeping up a dialogue of murmurs.
Her eyes don’t leave him even as his shudders turn to full on shakes and he comes back to his body in a flail of panic, lashing out at perceived enemies. Weiss doesn’t try to restrain him, just keeps holding his hand and murmuring quiet words.
Jaune calms, and his breath comes back to him in a choking sob. He curls into himself even tighter, leaning towards Weiss but not touching her, and Nora’s heart clenches. What did that place do to her brother who craves physical affection like a starving man craves food?
Weiss shuffles closer and rests an arm around him (as much as she can) still holding his one hand. Her thumb rubs across his knuckles and Nora can see Jaune press into the contact like it’s the only thing binding him to the planet.
Maybe it is.
She’s intruding. This moment isn’t for her.
Nora slips away from the alleyway and back to the Academy. It’s not how she would’ve liked to confirm it, but in a way her espionage was a success. It lightens something in her to know her intuition was correct. Despite everything, she’s still Nora.
And she couldn’t ask for better hands than Weiss to hold her leader’s bleeding heart.
#rwby#jaune arc#nora valkyrie#weiss schnee#white knight#mine#asks#anonymous#healing rust au#my writing
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𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆|| ʙʟᴜᴇʟᴏᴄᴋᵒⁿᵉ ˢʰᵒᵗˢ
Michael Kaiser x Female Reader
࿇ ══━━✥𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐆𝐎 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐄✥━━══ ࿇
Song: Dont go insane by DPR IAN
Warning: Litle smut.🔞,psychological manipulation.
••••••••⇆ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ㅤ ▷↻••••••••
The station was silent, beyond the clicking of computer keys and the distant murmurs of other officers. The smell of cold coffee and filed papers floated in the air. She sat at the desk, her hands immobilized by handcuffs, her fingers throbbing from the pressure. Her face remained calm, stoic, and tranquil, seemingly unconcerned about anything or guilt. The fluorescent light flickered with an almost imperceptible hum, the sound adding to the weight of the room, like a latent threat. She looked at the detective, who sat across from her, watching her intently. He was one of those men who didn't let a single word, gesture, or glance escape her. He seemed to be trying to read her soul.
"Doctor, are you ready to talk?" he asked, his voice deep and relentless. She nodded, but her mind kept racing. Why was she there? How had she gotten to this point?
"Let's start with the questions... What is Michael Kaiser to you?" he asked, his voice deep and relentless. The question echoes in the cold air of the room, as thousands of memories rush through her mind. She manages to smile at the question before she begins to speak.
"Have you heard of the story of Beauty and the Beast, Detective?" She finishes the question amidst a sarcastic laugh that fills the emptiness of the interrogation room. "Young Beauty saves the Beast from his terrible spell, they have a bright red rose, a lot of magic, he becomes a prince, they declare their love and live happily ever after… blah… blah… blah." She ends the story with an amused grimace while crossing her legs in apparent boredom. "To answer your question, Detective, I must tell a similar story. The characters are the same. There's a Beauty, a Beast who was actually a prince, and a rose…" She finishes the sentence with a dark, icy stare that made the detective shudder. "A blue rose…"
Flashback
6 months ago Berlin.
Charity Gala.
Lights, cameras, and applause.
Michael Kaiser smiles. He's the center of attention, as always. His golden hair shines in the spotlight, his icy-blue eyes pierce the souls of everyone present. The red carpet belongs to him—no, to say that would be a fallacy—the whole world belongs to him. There's a reason he was known as the emperor: money, fame, women, and everything he could wish for...
The perfect life...
Until Yoichi Isagi appears. Another star striker, Japanese, a calm smile, growing fame, a latent threat to his perfect world...
A comment. A glance. A shove.
And then... a punch straight to Isagi's face. Silence. Flashes and headlines the next day: "Michael Kaiser loses control. "Live violence: the fallen idol." Football hero or narcissistic monster?"
Sponsors abandon him. The league sanctions him. The press is tearing him apart. But the worst is yet to come. His lawyer and agent are forcing him into therapy, his falling value in the transfer market is increasingly evident, and the daily threats demanding exorbitant sums of money to hide his violent past are impossible to ignore.
On the recommendation of his lawyer, he decides to see a psychiatrist. Being locked away in rehab for at least six months was the best way to recover his image: quick, safe, and easy. He might be bored for a few months without playing in a stadium, but he'll make it worth it. He requested the best psychiatrist in the country for himself, for as long as he needed. His wishes were granted, and the first day of therapy at the city's most renowned psychiatric hospital arrived.
That's where he finds her...
Dr. (Y/N) Weiss. Her hair tied back, her gaze firm, her voice soft but determined. A renowned doctor, famous for "reforming" celebrities. Michael smiles when he sees her for the first time. Not out of happiness. But the smile of a predator who smells the disguised weakness of its prey.
-Interesting choice of clothing for a psychiatrist- she says in the first session, observing her shamelessly-. You do know that red symbolizes desire, right?- the blond sits in front of her, placing his hands behind his neck- Colors, Mr. Kaiser, are optical illusions produced by light... therefore, a color cannot symbolize anything- the doctor finishes the sentence by putting on a white coat that is tight on her body, takes a seat in front of the blond and begins to write selflessly in her notebook.- Oh of course they can, doctor, in the end they are like words...- the blond's lips move in the middle of the flirtatious smile that marks his face- words, even if they are simple, mean what the other person wants them to mean, for example, for you; By calling me "Sir" you are creating a barrier of respect and professionalism between us - the blond's eyes shone intensely as he explained his point, they were intimidating, she could feel as if he was hitting her and undressing her with his gaze at the same time - but for me - the blond continued talking and approaching her until he could lean down to her size to whisper in her ear - it's something exciting doctor - he finishes touching the doctor's soft lips.
From the first session, (Y/N) felt him like a presence heavier than air. His steely eyes, his crooked smile, and that way of speaking that sounded both kind and threatening. She chooses to ignore him. Or she thinks she does; the obvious tension and desire she felt was filling her mind, each session a battlefield she thought she was winning.
But session after session, Kaiser disarms her.
Stories of childhood, the alcoholic father, the games played with bruises hidden under his jersey.
The boy who became a god on the field so he could no longer be a victim of the circumstances of his existence. Tears. Confessions. Ambiguous caresses. Kaiser is a skilled manipulator, quickly turning therapy into a power game.
"Are you attracted to monsters, Doctor?" the blond man asks, his gaze lost somewhere in the room. Another painful confession from his childhood had shaken the doctor, so much so that in the short time she had known him, she felt that for the first time, Michael Kaiser was revealing himself as he really was. She snaps out of her thoughts when she hears him finish the question he asked, even though she hasn't gotten an answer.
"Because if not... you're in the wrong place."
It took her time to realize that her feelings were plummeting. It wasn't just a single fall. It was a downward spiral. First, the sessions dragged on, then came the personal questions, the tense silences, the suppressed sighs. Until one night, after a brutal confession about his father and an old memory of how he started playing soccer, she tearfully touched his hand. He looked at her, not with desire, but with certainty.
"I knew you were going to touch me first," the blond said. And then, he kissed her.
She reciprocated without thinking, first with guilt, then with hunger.
Michael responded without a single hesitation. He lifted her forcefully, her back against the office wall. His hot breath on her neck. His hands exploring with a surgeon's precision. She gasped, caught between the reason that screamed "enough!" and the body that begged "more…"
He didn't make love to her.
He disarmed her with every caress, as if every part of her body were a map that only he knew how to read. And she let herself get lost. Afterwards, there was no turning back. He held her tightly, setting the rhythm of her body and simultaneously setting the rhythm of her heart.
She didn't see him as a patient, but as an addiction.
Michael kissed her against the window of her apartment. He whispered things to her that made her shudder even when she was alone. He caressed her neck as if holding her for pleasure… or for power. And at night, when he called her to say simply, "I need you now," she dropped everything.
He was fire. She was gasoline.
And it wasn't all physical. After loving each other furiously, there came the moments when they spoke with their hearts exposed. He told her things he'd never said before. She cried into his chest. And he held her as if, for a second, the world were a safe place.
"Sometimes, when you're with me, I feel worth more than fame and money," he once told her.
And she believed that, maybe, she was healing him.
Maybe she was different. But Michael didn't want to heal. He wanted to drag her down with him.
She arrived dressed for work, like any other day, her hair tied back, her white coat… but it didn't last long. Michael wrapped his body around her, cornering her.
"Do you know what I want, Doctor?"
She swallowed, her heart pounding.
"Tell me."
-"I want to see you naked, but not just your body. I want to see all of you. The fear, the control, your emotions. I want you to let me see who you are when you're not hiding."
(Y/N) had no answer. Because at that moment she no longer wanted to control him. She wanted to lose herself in him.
The first touch was as subtle as danger, but as inevitable as destiny.
Michael unbuttoned her shirt, his hands running down her neck, while his lips traced dangerous paths across her skin. Nothing was off limits.
The temperature rose with every second, their bodies colliding hard, their breaths ragged.
"Do you feel that?" Michael asked, stroking her back, still looking into her eyes, as if he were savoring every inch of her.
"Yes," (Y/N) murmured, completely trapped.
"So you understand what I'm doing to you, meine liebe." He looked at her, not with affection, but with that fierce, almost possessive desire.
His words, laden with palpable danger, made her shudder. But she couldn't stop herself.
She undressed for him, giving herself without reservation, without protection. Self-control be damned, she thought, as she could see his face blinded by pleasure through the mirror in front of her in his office.
"Ah… Micha… ah… more please." Her moans filled the room. The violent collision of their bodies, the sound of skin meeting tightly, were music to the ears of the blond who was fucking her as he pleased. "Micha… mmhg, cum inside me, please, I want to feel you completely, fill me up, ah…"
Michael didn't touch her gently. He didn't caress her lovingly. He possessed her. His hands roamed over her body as if she were his forever, as if he needed her with a savage desperation.
"Tell me you need me, my love. Tell me you can't live without me." His voice was ragged, his breathing more erratic than ever.
(Y/N) couldn't help it.
"I need you, Michael. You're all I want."
And he knew it. He knew it because he saw it in her eyes, in her trembling hands. But he didn't love her. He didn't want to save her. He only wanted to destroy her.
Time passed, amidst knowing laughter and caresses. The six months were up. She helped improve his image from the shadows. She got him appointments at orphanages and shelters, which immediately improved his image. She worked nights to write his psychological profile so that no one would dare question his violent childhood. She turned him into a victim and example of overcoming difficulties in the world of football. With his reputation better than ever, they had to separate.
(Y/N) wanted to think he was busy training, that getting back into the swing of things after six months was hard and required a lot of effort; so she just waited. The first few weeks were very tough. She discovered she was addicted to him. Oh, how much she needed him. It was inevitable for her to think that he was probably having a hard time too. On the news, she heard that he went to play for Real Madrid in Spain a month after finishing his treatment. She calmed her little heart and kept waiting. She waited for another month, not a call, not a single text message, nothing.
The worry ended the day she saw him smiling in an interview, hugging a blonde she identified as a Victoria's Secret model:
Interviewer: Michael, it's good to see you well and that your life reflects your success, but I want you to answer what everyone wants to know. We're not blind, and those two rings don't go unnoticed. When's the wedding date?
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"In the end, Detective, the beast became a prince and married a princess, and Belle was left alone with the blue rose the beast left her," the doctor finishes the story, laughing at the detective's shocked expression. "In short, I have no idea where Michael Kaiser is. Could you release me now? I have no charges or complaints. I only have a small blue rose waiting for me at home, and I haven't even fed it yet." She raises her arms, waiting to be released.
She grabs her belongings as she drives home with a slight smile on her face. It had been a tiring day. She enters her house, closing everything in her path and turning off the lights as she walks. She goes down the stairs to her basement.
"Did you miss me, meine liebe?"
She asks, looking at the blond tied to a chair with a sadistic smile.
Oh, bless my heart, when the wolves take me away, don't fall apart. When I come back from the grave, forget my charms, I'll never be the same.
We've come so far, only to go insane.
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The Left Hook with Wajahat Ali:
Hope, like courage, is contagious. However, in the face of immense hardships, chaos, and unbeatable opponents, apathy and cynicism are initially comforting because they are cheap and lazy. They don’t require an investment of time, effort, or an expansive imagination that could entertain a different narrative that doesn’t end in pain. Also, they allow you to hide in the shadows, like a spectator, praying that the Eye of Sauron, in this case, Trump and right-wing media, doesn’t find you and make you the latest villain in their endless culture war fueled by grievance, greed, and cruelty. In the face of authoritarianism, complicity and obeying in advance are also easy. Why resist and stick your neck out just so Musk and DOGE’s chainsaw can chop it off and violent MAGA redshirts can step in and finish the job? That’s why so many Republicans have refused to publicly call out Trump even though, privately, they know he is dangerous, unstable, and unpatriotic. Why stand up and call out Trump’s blatant lies and illegal acts and get targeted when you can just bend the knee and avoid the headache? That’s why corporate law firms Paul, Weiss, and Skadden have decided to be complicit actors in Trump’s dismantling of democracy and have offered millions of dollars of pro bono work to help him accomplish the mission. Why be courageous journalists and press members and confront Trump and his minions over their blatant lies just so you can lose precious access, receive death threats, and be called “the enemy of the state?” This is why CNN and ABC News settled cases with Trump, and Jeff Bezos, owner of The Washington Post, has hollowed out the once-historic newspaper. Why use the power of your corporate money and influence to stand up for your employees and consumers of color so you can attract 24-7 outrage from bad-faith right-wing hacks who will unleash anti-woke boycotts against you and your stores? This is why Target and Walmart have joined many corporations and universities to voluntarily abandon their “DEI�� initiatives. It’s the schoolyard bully scenario played out on an international scale. Trump, the insecure, vulgarian bully, picks on the weakest kid. He publicly beats him and demands that he give him his lunch money. The kid submits, and everyone else cowers in fear, knowing they’ll be next. The bully’s appetite grows, and he keeps coming back, demanding more and more. Eventually, one kid stands up and says, “No.” The bully yells and threatens to break his bones, but this kid has had enough and refuses to yield. Inspired, another kid stands up to join him in saying, “No.” And then another. Soon, the bully is outnumbered by the majority, who always had the power but never had the courage and hope to stand up for themselves as individuals.
The school kids have had enough of the bully. I am writing this on April 5th as thousands of Americans across the nation have come out on Saturday to stand up to the bullies known as Trump, Musk, MAGA, and the broligarchy. The Hands Off! demonstrations were organized in more than 1,200 locations across all 50 states by more than 150 groups. It isn’t just the “woke” (which is Republican for people of color) who showed up, folks. In many places, the majority are white folks and the elderly, representing Republican counties and districts. I’m talking about Utah, rural Virginia, and Florida. It seems that unleashing a disastrous trade war and imposing obscene tariffs that capsize the markets isn’t the best way to make America great again. It seems that attacking Social Security and Medicaid and firing thousands of federal employees pisses people off and inspires them to get off their butts and march in the streets. It seems people don’t want the broligarchy to profit off of their collective misery and see their President golfing and hosting $1 million a plate dinners at his Mar-a-Lago resort as people are at risk of losing their 401Ks.
Saturday’s Hands Off protests were a massive success, as places blue, red, and purple across the country held protests against the corrupt Trump/Musk/Project 2025 regime. The next 50501 protests will be on 04.19.2025.
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but we werent all that far from the major metropolis of Carbondale. . .
just discovered us news and world reports considers my highschool "distant rural" lmao
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Fallout AU
When ruby heard jaune was in patch, she immediately hurried to where jaune was, dragging Oscar with her (she just wants to see and drool all over his T-51 power armor)
(previously)
"C'mon, Oscar!" Ruby Rose shouts, sprinting towards the market where her sister is. "I don't wanna miss this!"
"You mean that T-51 Power Armor?" The freckled farmer inquires as he's dragged along by Ruby.
"Of course!" She says with glee, "It's THE Face of Old World Tech!"
"Uh-Huh," Oscar nods in understanding, "tech mainly used by the Brotherhood of Steel."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
The duo turned their attention to Jaune, dressed in the famous power armor. Ruby lets out a happy squeal, sprinting towards the blonde knight and then running around him. She gawked and fangirled over the armor, while her sister, girlfriend, and the white-haired Vault Dweller stared at the scene unfolding.
"And that's my tech-geek sister, Ruby," Yang gestures to her excited sister with her prosthetic arm. "And the freckled dude is Ruby's boyfriend."
"What?!" Oscar looked in confusion, his cheeks turning crimson.
"YANG!!" Ruby lowered her notepad and pen, glaring at her older sister. "Seriously?!"
"Nice to meet you, too," Weiss said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Weiss," the mutant tribal Blake chided the girl, "be nice."
"Oh," Ruby's silver eyes sparkled as she spotted the Dwller's Pip-Boy. "A Pip-Boy? You're from a Vault!"
"I am," the white-haired traveler replies, rubbing the back of her neck. "Let me guess: It's a marvel of Vault-Tec?"
"Well, that," Ruby answers with a shrug, "and my Mom's from a Vault."
"What?" Weiss looked at the young mechanic with raised eyebrows. "You're descendant from a Vault Dweller?"
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The Rusted king and the mobile city.
In the market as jabber walkers came a did other humans clearly the people who fell. The humans in armor quickly knock away the walkers.
Some of the armored soldiers fire nets at team Rwby ," you were with the cat the body jacking parasite that eat Alyx you will stand before the moving cities rusted king."
The sky turns dark as a massive steam punk city in treads rolls up.
Weiss ," ......a lot to take in there,"
Ruby is shaking holding yang " they cat wanted to steal my booty"
Yang cant think as thanks to not her head is in Bella booty.
Blake "...... Oh its like a fanfiction
A ramp opens up and team ruby are loaded into a cart that runs on tracks which takes them to a throne room.
Weiss uses glyphs to free them and she stares.
Upon the throne made of metal bones and rust. Sits the knight now a king. The king has a repaired sword has helmet has wielded on horns and gems as a crown. He has a fur coat made from jabberwalker skin complete with the beast's skull in this right shoulder.
The king stands " team rwby at long last I have been waiting
Blake bowing ".... You know us .... Your rusted majesty?"
The king removes his helmet revealing Jaune his chair now grey as this beard they seemed confused. " of course I know you guys." He drew a familiar blade with logo in sword sword mode. " time travels is confusion but I have go be by many names. Mr. Knight, rusted knight, the ruated king but my original name is Jaune Arc."
Blake jaw dropped
Ruby's eyes bug "......Jaune "
Yang tilts head "..... Didn't see that coming
Weiss ,"..... I am an idiot"
( add more of your share)
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Yandere RWBY AU: Weiss schnee
Getting close to Jaune?
Weiss is cold", to jaune's face, but behind his back? she loves him to the point that there should an, she has both money and influence, so if he wants something? she will get it for him, anything, expensive merchandise, ticket to movies, or to travel, she would probably pay for everything, to make Jaune, she could also pay off anyone that was trying tog et close, leaving him alone, and make him rely on her more, because of this, like going on mission, hell she would pay Ozpin to get them to live together, her love language is gifts so that how she would play out.
She could easily pay her way into getting to know everything about Jaune, including his family and his entire life, paying off spies and stalkers to get info on him, to get info to use for blackmail or get closer to her.
"protecting jaune"
If anyone was bothering him like Cardin, or people that Jaune doesn't like too, she would either, give them money to get them to leave him alone, or hired someone to "remove" them, she can turn them into ice statues and easily depose of them later on, and whenever they can’t be together, she would kust buy out someone’s services, hire a few bodyguard, of course they can’t be seen but to her Jaune is worth every Penny after graduating, marriage, to make sure no one gets the chance, buy his heart and body, hell she probably doesn’t even need to use money just make promises that his mother that she will give her a bunch of grandbabies.
Getting to date jaune?
Jaune needs cash, and Weiss "needs" a date to high profile parties so she would pay him to be with her, and he cant be with anyone else as this would ruin her reputation which she will use on him, to make him stay "loyal" to him, and slowing shifting his life to where he can rely on her on everything, he will just be at home looking after the children and working the company, so that she can return to a loving house full of warmth, unlike her parent's marriage.
Marriage and Family?
Yes and yes, Weiss would definitely want to be married, for many reason, the main being that no one can claim jaune and take him away from her. She would like to have a few children (like 7), as I doubt she can handle so many, they would probably live in the same mansion letting her mother and sibling play with her kids.Klein would be a major help though, and u think he would be happy to serve another generation. She would be somewhat clingy to her children too as she has witness first hand how the lack of love from a parent can effect children especially the spouse, she would woke only when absolutely necessary, and spend time with Jaune and the kids, and she really doesn’t want to be like her father at all. she would buy him out, such as having him as a house husband, keeping him confided in the mansion which will be his new home. She can’t risk letting him leave the house and being kidnapped, he is far to valuable
How would other react?
Willow would be happy that her daughter found someone that makes her happy and would also want jaune to join their family as her own husband isnt that loving or as kind as Jaune is,
Winter, and Whitley are both happy for her, they know she was kind of stuck up, and was usually rude and self centred but now that Jaune is with her? She is so much nicer, and they actually started to bond
Klien would also be supportive of Jaune, he is kind, and usually helps out, and put effort, so he would say that he would love to serve jaune as the new head of the house in the future, as he is much nicer than the current “head”
She would bring him to any high profile party, to use him as a warding sign to get other suitors away from her but also make it clear that he is off the market, she can feel the jealousy of girls that wanted him at the party that she took him too.
Her father Jacque (jackass) would care but not like a caring father but most like a greedy man who wants Weiss to marry another high class person for wealth, power and profit, but considering that Weiss would do anything, he would be too distracted, or was threaten by her secertly that Willow would take the company back, since its in her name and not his, but would just not care, since he has 2 other children he could use for his own personal gain, then again, Weiss would do a hostile takeover to make sure there’s no chance of him getting rid of the love of her life.
Rejection and Resisting?
she would be devastated. why did he reject her? did she not give him everything he wanted? was there someone else? if (not when mind you) Jaune decided to break up, she would use all her connection and money to make sure that he wouldn't be happy with anyone else, paying the partner to leave him, or paying other to ruin the dates he goes on without her. She would kidnap her knight and keep him confined in the house, she would be like her father but for love instead of money, the other would want him to stay since she is more nicer this way.
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RWBY Design Review - Blake Belladonna (Atlas)
Overview
You know, if I went back to the me from a few years ago who was looking at the designs then, I would've put Blake's Atlas design in the bottom tier with the rest of WBY, but I've changed my mind.
It's not as bad as Weiss', but it's not great either.
Character development /j
Pros
So there is some things that I actually like with Blake's design.
First things first, I like her little backpack that she wears. I prefer it much better than the belt she wore across her chest in Mistral, and it ties back to the backpack she wore in back in Beacon.
The little pocket there could work as extra storage, though it's a bit difficult to reach since the whole point of the backpack is you take it off to get anything you need from it, but it's also the holder for her weapon.
So, I'd just remove that little unnecessary part, or not. It's not really a big deal.
The backpack also has a popped collar that lets some of Blake's purple to show, framing her pale face and black, showing her accent colour in a way that isn't too much. The use of purple in her design is done well with it being primarily on the inside of her coat and her heels, since it's mostly on the inside of her design.
Another thing I like is the way her coat is shaped at the top. The open part of the chest framed by her popped collar would've been a great way to use white, framing around the blacks and purple, and with her black hair. It's also a nice parallel to her vest and top back in Beacon.
And that's another point. Irregardless of whether her colour palette is used in the right way to show her associated colour, Blake's colour palette is really good in an isolated manner. The neutrals of black, white and grey work together because they contrast so much, and the addition of purple not only adds the splash of colour that she needs, but connects to her last name as the purple belladonna flower.
Plus the yellow eye colour compliments her purple and gives one member of Team RWBY Yang's colour. They really did Yang dirty with her colour given the associated palettes of her teammates.
The only issue is how they keep using this colour palette, but that's for the cons section.
I also just like how her eyes are shaped more here than in her previous designs. Her eyes are sleeker and have more of a dynamic shape compared to the wide eyes that the other girls have, really setting Blake apart.
A final small point is I do like Blake with shorter hair. Not only is the massive black mane at the back gone, so she can wear more of her colour without losing her silhouette in her hair, but the style differentiates her from Yang, as the two before had very similar long hair.
Though that's really it for what I can say about Blake's design.
Cons
Now it's time for the cons, and while I do like this design more than Weiss', there is still a lot that pulls this outfit down for me.
Hair
So yes, I do like Blake's bob and thinks it's both cute and great for letting her be in more black without losing her shape in her previously long hair.
But the issue is that it's so badly modelled that whatever affection I had went straight down the gutter.
Like sure, they tried to "improve" it between V7 and 8, but unlike Weiss where you could tell the difference because the braid was so bad in V7, even if I still dislike it in V8. But with Blake, the changes are so minimal that me and my friends fr stared at the marketing poses during the wait for V8 and just could not figure it out.
They added some wispy bits on the sides and made the bottom fuller so it didn't look as stringy. It still looks bad.
This is also just relevant throughout all her designs, but I hate Blake's bangs.
I don't like how a lot of bangs in this show are done very choppy and such, but team RWBY all had choppy bangs until Weiss and Ruby moved past that in Atlas. But Blake's first design by Ein Lee gave her these cute straight bangs across the forehead that I wish they kept in the show.
Like look at her! She's so cute! Give them back!
Outfit
Now going off what I did like about Blake's outfit, I have to say that the rest of the look is trash.
With the belt around her waist that's not even closely done up properly, and the belts clamped around her wrists that don't even do anything unlike the wrist belts that Ruby wears. But rather than a belt issue with Blake, she has a zipper issue.
There's the zipper for her coat, zippers for her sleeves, zipper on the neck, zippers on both her legs that're cut off because of her built in kneepads. Why does she have so many?
The zippers on her sleeves are not only undone, but the belts then clamp them down again, so the question is why do the zippers exist in the first place? They could've just been normal sleeves and remove these goofy additions.
It all just reminds me of that art piece that has Blake with all her zippers both done up and undone to show how goofy she looks.
Next is the catsuit. I get it, Blake's a cat girl so let's put her in a catsuit, but it's so bad for where she is and it gets worse with the additions of the built in knees pads and the fact that her heels are part of the catsuit.
She's not getting that on or off. It's a major issue since RWBY from the beginning had character designs that were meant to be cosplayer friendly, which is a big thing from Monty, and now we got these outfits that're neither functional nor aesthetically pleasing.
Her coat tails also have the same issue as her previous coat tails in Mistral, in that they are way too long that they cover her legs so you can't see anything from the back. It's made even worse with the colour choices that I'll go further into in the next segment.
This is also more picky than anything serious, but I don't like Blake wearing sleeves. Not that she should be walking Atlas with bare arms, but the sleeveless look was a fun style type for Blake and worked in Beacon because her bare arms were segmented from the dark torso and her white sorts.
Last thing that's not just exclusive to this design, but there's not much about Blake's design that really relates back to her allusion; Belle. There's only been a few bits like her love for reading, the candleabra in that one V1 scene.
Colour
So while Blake's palette is great isolated, it's not used very well for her.
And it's primarily because her colours are inverted. The big coat on top that covers most of her catsuit underneath is white, while the catsuit is black. They tried to lessen this by having black stripes and such on the coat, but it's very clear from front that the white she wears is mostly covering the black.
Which makes no sense because Blake doesn't have her long hair anymore. She doesn't need to be in a lot of white and purple to separate her body from her long hair anymore. Invert the colours and the white catsuit at least is framed by her long black coat.
Similar to Weiss, the overuse of white is excused by Blake finally overcoming her past and the previous colour of black, which people attribute to Adam and his influence over her.
Which- no.
A. Adam's colour is red. The reason he wears so much black is the same reason Ruby wears so much black, but not once is Ruby's true colour being seen as black. Adam's name literally means "red earth".
B. The creators said that the white coat that Blake wears in Mistral is her hiding herself. All her colour is being covered up at a time in the story where Blake has run away and is trying to hide away from her problems.
She loses the white coat when she finally faces Adam in Volume 6, showing her all black outfit at the time where she's finally free from her trauma and ready to face him fully.
So it doesn't make sense to keep this trait for her Atlas outfit, where all her black is now being covered again but in the story, Blake is written as being free with an entire song about her being free from Adam. It's a retreat from that moment in Volume 6 while repeating the same issues as Blake's previous outfit.
I've also noticed that the gold metal she wore in Mistral is just gone? This is the volumes where Bumbleby is confirmed, but they took Yang's colour off Blake and there's no reason to?
Give Blake back her girlfriend's colour.
And a final point on this that is also really important. Blake's black colours aren't black. They're a desaturated indigo.
It's the same issue I brought up with Weiss previously, but at least the dark navy Weiss used wasn't as big of an issue because black isn't Weiss' colour, but it is for Blake. So nowhere on Blake is there any actual black!
And we see in other characters that they use a proper shade of black in Ruby and Yang. So why do they have that but not the character that is literally associate with that colour?
Such a nice palette. I like this palette.
This is probably the only time where I will acutally criticise the concept art compared to the show, and it's only for one thing. Blake's hair.
The concept art has it as a very light shade of greyish-indigo. Even lighter than the blacks on her coat or catsuit, so she just looks washed out.
Compared to these, where the purples are more washed out and even Blake can't escape the grey skin, but her black hair is darker. That's the only positive it has over the concept art however, since the concept art has bright whites and an actual skin tone for Blake.
It's only when we get to Volume 9 that the skin tone situation gets better, but I'm not a fan of the lighting used in Volume 9.
Redesign
Hoenstly, I had a much easier time with the first redesign for Blake compared to Weiss.
So I did what I suggested and inverted the colours with the black coat and whtie suit underneath, and you can clearly see how good Blake looks now just colour wise. Plus, a tip with Blake is that purple used with black works better to sell a darker palette compared to purple and white.
White should really be used to accent the limbs and part of the torso.
Other than that, I just shortened the coat tails, made the belt actually fastened, and gave her boots with the knee pads rather than just making it part of the catsuit. While I wouldn't keep the catsuit at all, this can at least alleviate the issue for me.
I also made the metal parts gold to return Yang's colour to Blake, and to carry the colour of her eyes through the design while complimenting the purple. I also added the ring since the comics had that storyline of the Faunus Princess and wanted to paralell Bumbleby with it, but never had Blake wear the ring.
Maybe because that comic isn't canon and these writers don't know continueity but whatever-
Finally, I made the inside of Blake's ears white instead of a lighter black, just so they stood out from her black hair better.
Overall, this is probably the best first redesign I've done so far and I really like it. But now I got the full redesign here:
I will never draw Blake pale and no one can make me-
First things first, Blake's hair. I've honestly done a swap with Blake and Weiss, I cut Weiss' hair and I gave Blake a braid, but I made it a common braid at the bottom of the skull rather than a side braid like Weiss.
I am both for short haired Blake and for braid Blake, but since Ruby and Weiss already have such short hairstyles, I wanted to give Blake something more unique and decided on the braid. I also gave back the waves that Blake had in her hair previously.
Next, I kept the top style of the coat, and the backpack, but I shortened the coat tails considerably so that her legs don't get lost from behind, accented with purple stripes also. Her jacket is also sleeveless, with the white shirt underneath accenting her arms along with the white pants accenting her legs.
I added the ribbons back and the glove on her left forearm to add some black to her arms and to tie back to her ribbon theme. Similarly, I copied her Mistral outfit with the higher thigh high boots so that the black travelled through her design more evenly.
The blacks of her palette are also actually black this time! Now she can represent her colour rather than grey indigo!
Besides the change in shade, I added a red hankerchief scarf for a splash of Ruby's colour, especially with the conversation between Blake and Ruby in Volume 8, it makes sense to actually have her leader's colour on her.
There's also the gold metal like the previous redesign to have Yang's colour too. Blake really does do well with the team colours, alongside Yang.
There's also the change of her purple eyeshadow to a black smoky makeup around her eyes and black lipstick, similar to what I gave Ruby. I don't understand the attempt to do makeup but only having one line of colour that's barely visible on the character's eyes.
Finally, I changed her skin tone. Besides the fact that our main hero of a racism storyline being a light skinned girl based off her white VA, with a few attempts to throw asian aesthetic on her, Blake does suit a darker skintone with her palette.
Don't let anyone convince you that you can't have a dark skinned character with a dark colour palette. They're just a bad designer.
Conclusion
Overall, while Blake is an improvement from Weiss' design previously, it's not actually that great of a look outside of a few isolated details that I liked.
The absurd amount of zippers, the white and purple overpowering Blake's black, the silly catsuit with boots built in, and her badly modelled haircut, all just outweight what little she had going for her. So, I gotta give Blake a grade above Weiss at a D.
Thanks for sticking around! Next one will be Yang's Atlas design, which uh, spoilers, isn't gonna be as flattering as Blake's.
Until next time!
Edit: No, I didn't leave Weiss' name at the top instead of Blake's, shut up-
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Ruby:Can I say something a little strange and not be judged?
Weiss:I will make an attempt.
Ruby:I would pay so much money for a weighted blanket that’s as heavy as when Jaune sleeps on me.
Weiss:….
Weiss:Okay, so I really hate that I understand exactly what you’re saying. It’s like a forever cuddle. It could be a heated blanket too to simulate warmth.
Ruby:I am so happy I brought this to you. Do you have the funds for this dream?
Weiss:I think there’s a market for it.
Yang:Blake, we have to finish this mission soon. They’re starting to implode.
Blake:Honestly I think a weighted body pillow is the way to go.
Yang:….
Blake:..Y’know since you’re the odd one out, it’s actually you who isn’t normal for thinking about this.
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