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@whiterose-fans-blog Whiterose Week 2024 Day 7: Halloween Costume Party

Ruby: *Walks into the party dressed as Weiss* Hey Yang, where's Weiss? I wanna see her rea-

Weiss: *walks in dressed as Ruby*

Ruby and Weiss: *make eye contact and freeze*

Ruby:

Weiss:

Yang: *Snapping a photo* THIS IS THE GREATEST HALLOWEEN EVER!

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Day 2 x SCAR KISSES !!!

my favorite prompt so far......

/nsx for second pic!

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By AshlingThePil RWBY Whiterose reacting to being called Kitten www.twitter.com/AshlingPil/status/1710558950725386468 Please check the artist out on Twitter, especially if you agree that Team RWBY should be gay gay homosexual gay all the way.

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WhiteRose Week 2023

Day 1: Night of the Body Swapping | Body Swapping

Weiss woke in a cold sweat as her breath exited her lungs rapidly. She holds her head in her hands and calms down. ‘What a nightmare,’ Weiss thought to herself. She looks at the dark dorm room surrounding her, but the perspective that she’s used to is…different. She was high up and overlooking the dorm. “Did Ruby drag me into her bed without me noticing?” she groaned to herself. Her eyes flew open as the voice that exited her lips wasn’t hers. She touches her hair and notices that it’s dramatically shorter.

“Weiss!” someone whispered. Well, not someone. It was Weiss’s but it didn’t come out of her. Weiss carefully dropped down and saw herself, panicking. “Who are you? Why do you look like me?” Weiss’s body pleaded.

“I’m Weiss. You called me,” Weiss said.

“WEISS?!” Weiss’s body exclaimed.

“Quiet you!” Weiss hushed. “Who are you?”

“It’s me. Ruby,” Ruby explains.

“Wha- why are you in my body?” Weiss shouts out.

“Shh!” Ruby hushes and Weiss hushes her back. “Okay, let’s calm down and figure out what’s wrong.” Weiss takes a deep breath and sits down on her bed.

“Okay, question,” Weiss says. “Did you dream anything? I had a nightmare and woke up in your body.”

“I did,” Ruby answers as she sits on Weiss’s bed. “I dreamt of being tied up. By a grimm and…someone.”

“I was dreaming the same thing,” Weiss says. She looked at Ruby and her blue eyes reflected the moonlight at her. “It’s bizarre talking to you like this.”

“It is,” Ruby mumbles. “Do you think our taste in food changed too?”

“What? No,” Weiss rejects. Ruby giggles and Weiss pinches the bridge of her nose.

“What if we go to the cafeteria?” Ruby suggests. “We can talk there without bothering Blake and Yang.”

“Good idea,” Weiss responds. She smirks and leans back on her bed. “I think the change in our bodies made you smarter.”

“No, it didn’t. I’m not as pompous anyways,” Ruby teases, and Weiss eyerolls.

“Whatever. Let’s go to the cafeteria.”

The halls of Beacon were quiet. Weiss latches her arms around Ruby’s.

“You scared?” Ruby whispers and Weiss shakes her head.

“Of course not. I can handle monsters. A hallway is barely comparable,” Weiss claimed with a pout. Ruby rubs Weiss’s hand gently, causing Weiss’s breath to soften on Ruby’s cheek.

“Feels weird hugging myself,” Weiss admits.

“Maybe you should do it more,” Ruby says. Ruby stops on her trail and thinks of something. Something so childish and stupid that she blushes. “Hey, this may sound weird but can we try something?”

“Later,” Weiss yawns. “I wanna get this done and get to bed.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” Ruby mumbles as her blush subsides.”

They arrive at the barren cafeteria and Ruby remembers the food fight they had the semester prior. It seemed so long ago, but she could still feel the feeling of her team by her side, fighting for one reason and one reason alone: to have fun. Ruby now understood every movement her team would make on the field and she feels that the fight helped immensely. She also understands Weiss on a deeper level. Maybe even more than herself. Ruby catches herself staring at Weiss. Well, really at herself. Something about seeing Weiss’s expression on her face added to it. She understood how Weiss was feeling at the moment, despite it being outside of her own body. That feeling was something Ruby usually feels from Weiss and it made her heart thump. Maybe, just maybe Weiss would let her use this whole situation as an excuse.

“What do you think is occurring, Ruby?” Weiss asks as she takes a seat at one of the tables.

“I’m not sure,” Ruby admits. “I’ve read about a lot grimm, but I’ve never heard of one that can swap bodies.”

“Maybe it’s a semblance?” Weiss asks. “Semblances tend to be more unorthodox than grimm.” Ruby ponders for a bit, tapping her finger on her lower lip.

“It could be. Maybe it’s a new first-year who isn’t used to their semblance.”

“Maybe,” Weiss responded. Weiss groans and lies down on the cafeteria bench. “Why us?”

“I don’t know,” Ruby admits.

“This was a waste of time,” Weiss complains. “Let’s just ask Ozpin tomorrow.”

“Can we still try the thing I have in mind?” Ruby blurts out.

“Sure,” Weiss groans. “What is it?” Ruby twiddles with her fingers and takes a deep breath.

“You said you aren’t used to hugging yourself but there is something that we can do now that we can never do later.”

“What’s that?” Weiss asks.

“Well you said you don’t hug yourself often…so when do you think we’d ever get the chance to kiss ourselves again?”

Weiss blushes as her feelings that have been brewing within the past two semesters come to a boiling point. “F-fine. Just for curiosity's sake,” Weiss whispers. Weiss wraps her arms around Ruby’s neck and looks into her eyes. “This is weird,” Weiss says as she stares into her own eyes.

“It is,” Ruby whispers back. Weiss grabs Ruby’s chin and inches herself closer. Ruby could feel Weiss’s breath on her face. Ruby stares down at her lips. “You ready?” Ruby asked in a hushed whisper.

“I suppose so,” Weiss replied as her heart pounded a mile a second. She wrapped her hand around Ruby’s head and gently pushed her into her lips.

It was bizarre for Ruby. On the one hand, she was panicking because she was finally kissing Weiss. On the other, she was kissing herself as Weiss. Weiss didn’t dare think like Ruby. She focused on what she was kissing: Ruby’s soul. No matter the body or reason, being able to kiss who is essentially Ruby is a dream come true.

And she wanted to make sure it was spectacular. Weiss ran her hand down Ruby’s back and brought her waist closer. Ruby laid her hands on Weiss’s shoulder. She closed her eyes and took it all in. Weiss ran her fingers from the top of Ruby’s scalp down to the tips of her hair. Weiss pulled away, but not before she gently bit Ruby’s bottom lip. “Well that was…nice,” Weiss admits.

“One more?” Ruby proposes. Weiss leaned in for another kiss.

This kiss was shorter, but it was still just as soft and passionate.

When Ruby pulled away, she looked at Weiss and saw blue eyes instead of silver. She gasped and looked down at her clothes. “We’re…back in our bodies,” Ruby says. Weiss runs her fingers through her hair and, sure enough, she was back.

“What happened?” Weiss asked, and Ruby hugged Weiss.

“I don’t know…” Ruby whispered.

Ruby tightened her hug slightly and began to think. “Ruby…” Weiss whispered. Ruby turns red and lets go of her hug.

“Sorry. Was I holding you too tight?” Ruby asks. Weiss shook her head and clung to Ruby’s hands.

“No,” Weiss admits as her face grew red. “I liked it actually…I just…” Weiss groaned and let go of Ruby’s hands. “Forget it.” Weiss began to stand up to leave.

“Weiss, wait.” Weiss stopped and sat back down. “I want to admit something.”

“What is it?”

“I…used this to try to get a kiss from you…” Ruby admits.

“You did this?” Weiss breathed out.

“No!” Ruby yelped as she turned into a deep crimson. “I had nothing to do with the body-swapping! But I did use it for a kiss.” Weiss looked at Ruby, who was hanging her head low with her hands held together on her lap. “I shouldn’t have done it. I’m sorry…”

“Put your head up. That’s no way for a leader to show herself.”

Ruby lifted her head and was surprised by Weiss’s lips on her own. Ruby’s eyes flew open as Weiss pulled away with pink cheeks. “If you ever want a kiss from me, just ask,” Weiss breathed. She stood up and took Ruby’s hand. “Let’s go. We need to get sleep before class tomorrow.”

“Yeah…” Ruby says dumbfoundedly. Weiss smiles and kisses Ruby’s cheek.

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Children were the future of the Force, Ruby knew. So what kind of Jedi was she if she left one alone, clearly suffering? Not a very good one, really.

Weiss might not approve of... well, kidnapping really, but she'd come around in the end. Better her than the Kaminoans really! For @white-rose-week

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been on a light rwby kick so sure why not Day 7 - Free / Halloween

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@white-rose-week day 3:Vampire Schnees and Vampire Hunter Ruby

40% blood!

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WHOOO WHITEROSE WEEK 2024 BAYBEEEEE

White Rose in Bloom Event - Day 1

Day One of Whiterose week🌹Hope y'all enjoy!

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Day One: Western AU (Cowgirl and Land Baron)

Word count: 2,626

Warning: injury

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“It’s not enough.”

“But… that's how much it was last month.”

Rent day is a day Weiss always dreads, the fear of not having enough to cover her farm and land creeping up her spine everyday like a parasite, biting into her nerves and spreading. Her fear is warranted. Land Baron Rose was no laughing matter. 

Every second day of the month, she showed up on her black and white steed, dark red cape on her shoulders with a red fabric covering the majority of her face, demanding payment. Weiss knows it isn't’ really Baron Rose's fault; it’s Ozpins. Head of the Land Barons, if his companies didn’t return with the correct amount, they paid with their life. At least that was the rumors.

“Prices change,” Baron Rose says, shrugging slightly. Weiss can’t see her eyes due to her being saddled on Crescent Rose, the swift horse she was always seen with. “If you can’t pay, you best look extra hard in your sock drawer.”

Weiss swallows thickly. “Please, ma’am I…” She flounders, tries to think of something, anything she can barter with. Glancing around the small area of her home, she rings her hands. “M-my sister is coming. Tomorrow. She has the money. If you… if you wait until tomorrow, I'll have it all.”

Baron Rose’s eyes tighten, and she shifts in her saddle. “You and I both know there's no leeway. You’ve had all month.”

“Markets been slow,” Weiss says, her throat dry. “The herbs and oils haven’t been selling well. My sisters bringing me seeds to try vegetables.”

Baron Rose snorts, looking to the side of the house where Weiss keeps her garden. She’d been to the house enough times to know its layout, and Weiss follows her gaze. 

Beside the vines, a small chicken coop sits with three hens inside, Weiss’ newest purchase. The eggs had been helpful, and she’d been able to make throat-soothing jams with them that she also sold at the market.

“New chickens?” Baron Rose asks and Weiss nods. From her horse, Baron Rose glances back at her. “You should get more than just one. Chickens get lonely.”

Weiss gives her a confused look before turning her head to the coop and finding sure enough, only one hen is settled inside. Weiss feels her blood become chilled and she shakes her head slowly. She can’t afford to lose those hens, they had cost her several vials of ointment and coins; how would she replace them?

“T-they, i-” Weiss says, before Crescent Rose suddenly whines and takes several trotts back. Baron Rose clicks her teeth, tries to calm her animal and it isn't until Crescent Rose raises to her hind legs that Weiss see’s her hens sprinting around the horse. Their feathers and squeaks scare the horse who whines again, rearing up, and Baron Rose curses, pulls on the reins.

 Weiss darts forward, trying to catch the manic chickens but the race from her grasp, looping around the horse that whines and bucks in fear. The Baron yanks on the reins again, but Crescent Rose leaps, darting to the left unexpectedly and the Baron is tipped off.

When she hits the ground, Weiss whines at the sickening crunch that echoes on the dirt farm floor and Baron Rose lets out a scream. Crescent Rose darts forward, kicking up dirt and pebbles as she runs off, her screaming rider long forgotten and Weiss drops to her knees beside her, eyes wide.

“Let me!” Weiss demands as the Baron tries to swat her hands away. With a shaky breath, Weiss leans over the Barons leg and her insides flip. The bottom of the woman's ankle is clearly sprained, the skin already swelling and tightening within the confines of her boot.

“Let's get you inside,” Weiss says, trying to keep her voice gentle. “And get that boot off.”

The Baron scowls, only her eyes visible and they’re laced with pain and frustration. “Fuck off. I need to find Crescent.”

“She always comes back, right?” Weiss tries, and Baron Rose stills. “Well you can’t walk like this. Your ankle’s clearly damaged, and lucky for you I can help. But you have to let me.”

Baron Rose is quiet for a moment before she lets out a soft sigh, and nods. Gritting her teeth, Weiss slips an arm around the girl's waist and slowly helps her stand, taking the brunt of the weight as they slowly enter her cabin.

Placing Baron Rose at the small dining table, she rushes to her med kit, unfolding the leather and carefully selecting her tools. She ties her apron around her waist before shoving her braid over her shoulder and placing the tools in the aprons pocket. When she turns back to the table, she pauses. 

The baron has removed her brimmed hat, revealing dark red hair cropped short. It’s spiky at the edges, and Weiss believes that fits her personality perfectly.

Kneeling, Weiss carefully grabs Baron Rose's leg and places it on the table. The Baron winces but says nothing and Weiss purses her lips. “I’m going to remove the boot and your sock first, to assess the damage. Hopefully it’s just a sprain, and no real break. If it’s a sprain, I'm completely capable of treating you.”

The Baron stays silent and it’s then that Weiss realizes the girl has silver eyes, piercing as they stare.

Swallowing, Weiss grabs a pair of sheers from her apron, and begins to slowly pierce the leather of the boot. She’s careful in her movements, feeling the Baron's eyes on her as she works, and when the boot is shorn on the seam, she’s able to remove it completely without a sound.

Dropping the leather to the floor, Weiss glances up. “This might hurt, just a bit. I’ll be careful.”

Face still mostly covered by her red fabric, the Baron nods once. Inhaling, Weiss cuts the seam of the sock away, and lets out a relieved breath as she slowly rotates the ankle and finds that the bones had not pierced the skin. The ankle itself is swollen, the skin already red and purple and green and Weiss smiles.

“This is good,” she says, glancing at the Baron before looking back at her ankle. “No pierced skin, so no way of infection.”

She wipes her hands on her apron before going to her sink and washing her digits. Opening her cabinet, she explores her options of oil before reaching for a vile, and uncorks the screw. She dabs the contents onto a clean rag and returns to the injured ligament. 

“This is a family recipe,” Weiss says, and she hopes her bedside manners are decent. “It’ll help calm the swelling, so long as we keep it raised.”

“Smells like dandelions.” Baron Rose says and her voice makes Weiss jump.

“Well, it um, contains crushed dandelion petals,” Weiss replies, and begins to lightly dab the rag on the swelled skin. They’re quiet as she works, her movements percisse and eventually, she nods in satisfaction.

“There,” she says, placing a hand on her hip. “Give it a few days and the swelling will drop and we can fit you for a splint while it heals.”

The Baron blinks, her eyes dropping to her propped up foot. “How’d you know?”

Weiss shrugs, rubs her slick hands on her apron. “My mother was a believer in natural remedies.”

“She taught you?” the Baron asks, and Weiss nods.

“Everything I know.”

Baron Rose hums, silver eyes still trained on her ankle and she flexes her toes the smallest bit before raising her hands behind her head, and tugging off the fabric from her face.

Weiss isn’t sure what she was expecting, maybe an ugly scar or yellow teeth, but the face that greets her is anything but ugly. With large cheeks and a button nose, the Baron is… cute. Pretty. 

Her complexion like snowfall that had been caressed with sunset. Weiss realizes she is staring and looks away, dropping her eyes to her hands as she gathers her tools and places them in the sink to be washed.

“How long til I can walk?” The Baron asks, and Weiss shakes her head before dipping her hands into the pail bucket of water.

“Not for several weeks,” she says regretfully. “You’ll need assistance getting back to the main town… I- my sister, she comes tomorrow. She could… take you.”

Weiss washes the tools, keeps her eyes focused as the Baron offers no response. She lays out the damp tools on the counter, allowing for them to air dry and she turns back around, presses her backside to the lip of the sink.

“You can stay here, until she arrives.” Weiss offers, and the Baron frowns, brows furrowing in quiet frustration. 

“I suppose I don't really have a choice,” She scoffs, looking away. “Do I?”

Weiss runs her tongue along her bottom lip and glances outside her window. The sun was in the middle of setting, golden rays stretching across the barren land like fingers and casting shadows that created the spooky stories her mother once used to tell her.

Don’t go out at night, princess. The Grimm come out of their dessert caves when the sun is no longer there to scare them.

Shaking her head, Weiss pushes herself off the sink. “You hungry?”

“No.” the Baron says stiffly, and Weiss rolls her eyes.

“You need to eat,” Weiss counters, pulling a folded sack from her pantry. “Your body needs fuel to heal the hurt appendaged.”

The Baron grunts and Weiss takes that as an answer. She unwraps the sack to reveal a loaf from yesterday's baking, and she cuts a couple of slices before plating it. She adds dried apples before scooping three spoonfuls of corn dodgers and gives the food a satisfied nod. Grabbing both plates, Weiss sets one in front of Baron Rose, and sits quietly beside her, the chair scraping as she sits.

“Thank you.” the Baron says quietly. Weiss pauses before nodding and picking up a corn dodger and taking a bite.

“How's your pain?” She asks, and watches as the Baron picks up an apple slice and place’s it atop the bread, taking a bite. “Sorry I don't have any butter or cheese… I don't have a good cooling system.”

“S’alright,” the Baron answers, chewing slowly. “And the pain is… nothing I can't handle.”

Weiss frowns before she stands and removes a mug from the cupboard. “Give me a moment, just going to fetch more water from the well.”

“What for?” the Baron asks as Weiss opens the door. Weiss nods at her and smiles.

“For tea, Baron Rose.” she replies, and closes the door behind her. 

The expanse of land is nearly dark as Weiss pumps the well lever, glancing around her as she works. She doesn’t necessarily believe in the Grimm, but she does believe in robbers, and to her, those can be worse than the dark creatures of fairy tales.

Water sloshing, Weiss presses into her front door before closing it with the heel of her foot. At the table, Baron Rose has finished most of her plate, her jaw working as she glances up. Measuring out water and herbs, Weiss quietly makes a cup of healing tea, and holds it out. 

“This should help the pain,” Weiss says softly, ignoring the tingle in her hands as the Baron's fingers brush over hers when she takes the mug. “Allow you to sleep and rest.”

Baron Rose nods, and takes a tentative sip. Weiss sits down once more and pops a dried apple slice into her mouth. 

They sit quietly as Baron Rose finishes her tea and Weiss finishes her plate, quickly cleaning up the dishes before she pulls out her extra sleeping blankets. She makes a makeshift bed on the floor beside her own small bed, and holds out a hand to the Baron.

Grimacing, the Baron allows Weiss to help her to the bed, letting out a sharp breath when she sits. She looks at the makeshift bed in confusion before glancing at Weiss' face.

“You take the bed,'' Weiss says, leaning down to grip Baron Rose’s ankle. “You're injured and a guest, it’s only right.”

The Baron opens her mouth to protest but a sound of pain echoes as Weiss places both ankles on the mattress. Falling to her back, the Baron pants in small, agonized breaths.

Standing straight, Weiss tidies the house, the whole while feeling Baron Rose's eyes on her back. She tries to keep herself busy, tries not to feel her stomach flip at the thought of sleeping so close to someone. It had been so long since Weiss had shared a bed, much less a space, with someone who wasn’t family. 

Her brother and sister visit, but Weiss had never truly been lucky in the relationship department. Sure, there had been boys. Her first kiss had been at age twelve with a blonde boy who didn’t even really like her, he just wanted some practice for when he finally got up the nerve to talk to his real crush, a red head with bright green eyes in the grade above them.

 Weiss hadn’t minded; he had been good practice. But it had given her a skill she’d never used, and never thought she would.

Shaking her head, she pushes in the chairs of her dining table, straightening the flowers that adorn it and she hears a cough.

“Are you going to sleep anytime soon?”

Weiss turns, feels the embarrassment seep into her cheeks, and she laughs nervously. “Sorry, I just, hah, neat freak.”

“I see that.” the Baron replies in a low tone and Weiss swallows.

“Do you, um…” Weiss tries, and then blinks hard. “Do you prefer sleeping with candles on or out, Baron Rose?”

Sitting up on her elbow, the Baron cocks her head. “Out.”

Weiss nods and begins to blow out all the candles except one that she grabs. The room is engulfed in mostly darkness, and she haphazardly makes her way to the makeshift bed, settling on her knees and looking over at the Baron's ankle.

“Looks good,” she says softly, almost to herself. “Swelling has definitely stopped.”

“Mmm,” the Baron replies, and Weiss offers her a small smile. “Anything you need before we turn in, Baron?”

Baron Rose gives a muted, half-grin before she shakes her head. “Nah. Got a western magician helping me out.”

Weiss blows out the candle to hide the red in her cheeks and settles down against the blankets. She puts the blown out candle by her pillow before flipping to her back and tugging the covers up around her. “Western cowgirl, actually. I know I don't look it but I actually ride horses as well.”

The Baron chuckles in the dark, the sound breathy. “Oh yeah? Y’know, I could see that actually.”

Weiss giggles, presses her fingertips to her mouth. “Well you are the first, so… Goodnight, Baron Rose.”

The covers are itchy but Weiss doesn’t mind, and makes a mental note that the guest covers need a wash. She pushes some hair out of her face, lets her eyes drift shut.

“It’s Ruby, by the way.”

Weiss blinks, the Baron’s voice bouncing around the darkened cabin like an acorn fallen from its branch. “What?”

There's a few more seconds of silence before her low voice cuts the silence. “My name. My name is Ruby Rose. Not Baron. Barons just… the title.”

“Oh,” Weiss says softly. She tries the name out on her tongue, lets it fold over her tongue and between her teeth. She decides that she likes it, that it fits the girl with red hair in her bed and that it is truly the only name that makes sense. “Goodnight, Ruby.”

“Goodnight Weiss.”

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Butch Ruby week day 5: binder

BUTCH ROSE XIAO LONG SISTERS LES GOOO

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Reminder for everyone.

White Rose Week is June 10th to 16th.

I don't know if there are any prompts yet, but I'm sure everybody is looking forward to all the art and the story's that come with it.

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@whiterose-fans-blog Whiterose Week 2024 Day 3: Beach

Weiss: Hey Petal, could you rub sunscreen on me? I don't want to burn.

Ruby: *blushing bright red* I uh.. um I-

Yang: Jeez, Weiss I think you broke her.

Ruby: *petal dashing to Weiss* NOSHUTUPYANGIMFINEHEREWEISSLETMEPUT- *Accidentally squeezes all the sunscreen out* Uh oh.

Blake: Yup, she's broken.

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[ DAY 3 × Vampire Schnee / Hunter Ruby. ]

watched vampire in the garden yesterday :3 cried again , this also applies to my vamp wr!au

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Sunshines ☀️

Whiterose -> Love Me When I Don’t by Pentatonix

Sulemio -> Sunroof by Nicky Youre

these are just songs that personally make me think of the respective ships :P

I’ve already mentioned the wr thing in my very first post (which feels like a life time ago)

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WhiteRose Week 2023: Day 5

Girl Kisser | Maid Cafe AU

Weiss lays down on her couch and fans herself with a magazine that was nearby. Her roommate, Coco, walks in and sees Weiss. “C’mon, kid,” Coco says. “You have to stop working yourself to death.” Weiss glares at her and sighs. “No counter? That’s a new one from you.”

“I’m too tired today, dunce,” Weiss groans. Coco sits down on the couch. “Hey!”

“You’re small enough for both of us to be on the couch,” Coco jabs. “Relax.” Coco pulls out a flier and gives it to Weiss. Weiss inspects the flier.

Bun-Bun Maid Cafe

Where all your troubles go to rest.

Food! Desert! Drinks!

Weiss tosses it back to Coco. “You really think I would like something like this?” Weiss scorns.

“We all know you’re a girl kisser,” Coco jests and Weiss blushes. “Even if you weren’t, a friend of mine works there. I think it’d be nice if we went.”

“Fine,” Weiss grunts. “Just once, okay?”

“Fine. Whatever to get you out of the house.”

~*~

Weiss stared at the front of the cafe and rubbed her forehead. “This is stupid,” she whispered and Coco glared at her. Coco pushed Weiss to the door. Weiss bites her lip and enters the cafe. She had to admit, it was cute. All the waitresses were dressed nicely and it reminded her of her father’s mansion. However, unlike that hellscape, the cafe also had a homey feeling to it with the warm lighting and a good amount of greenery on the walls. On display were various types of cakes and pastries. It was all so sweet.

Well, maybe a bit too sweet because Weiss then saw a blonde maid hand-feeding a dark-haired customer with cat ears. Her eyes widen in horror and slowly begins to walk away. “Hello!” a maid with rabbit ears said. “You’re Coco’s roommate, right.” Weiss nods and tries to formulate a plan for how to get out through the door. “She’s told me so much about you. Please, take a seat.” The girl begins to drag Weiss to a table and sits her down. “Girls, get her a menu.” The blonde girl gave Weiss a menu and smirked at her. Weiss blushes and looks away.

“If you need anything, just ask for Velvet,” the blonde says. “She’s pretty much the captain of this place.”

“May I ask you something?” Weiss asks and the blonde nods. “You aren’t going to feed me like you did the other girl?” The blonde laughs.

“No!” Weiss sighs in relief as the burden has been lifted. “I only do it to her because she’s my girlfriend. Plus, you’re really going to have to push for your waitress to do that.”

“My waitress?” Weiss asks as another customer walks in.

“Oop, gotta go,” she says. “If you need me, ask for Yang.”

Yang walks away and Weiss looks at the menu. She could get a salad, but something about this place made her think that she should indulge just a bit. “Do you know what you’d like to order?” a waitress asks. Weiss looks up and is greeted by the cutest girl she’s ever seen with the cutest smile. Her silver eyes were as brilliant as Weiss’s jewelry. Her hair was brushed perfectly and was dyed red at the tips. She was cute and Weiss’s blushing face showed it. “Um…I was wondering if you’d like to order anything?” Weiss woke up from her trance.

“Oh. Forgive me…let me get um…” Where was Weiss’s words? For the first time in her life, she struggled to get words out. She could only muster one word. “Cake.”

“What kind of cake?” Weiss looked around for something and she saw a strawberry pin on the waitress's dress.

“Strawberry, please.” The waitress’s eyes light up and smiles brightly. Weiss began to blush again.

“You like strawberries?!” the girl asks. Weiss nods. “I love strawberries!”

“Wow…” Weiss whispers. “Marry me.”

“What?” the maid says.

“What?” Weiss says back with flaring cheeks.

“Well, Ruby Rose will be back with your cake,” Ruby says and she walks away.

“O-okay Ruby,” Weiss mumbles.

That would not be the last time Weiss would go to the cafe. And it wasn’t because of the food, although the cakes were delicious. Rather, Weiss would come to talk to Ruby. Something about her made Weiss’s heart skip a beat. Was it the way she looked? How sweet she was?

Or was it something…deeper?

She enters the cafe and sees Yang feeding Blake (her girlfriend is named Blake), and she wonders if she could have that with Ruby. Weiss sits down and looks at the menu. “Cake again, Weiss?” Ruby asks. Weiss puts down the menu and sighs.

What should she say? She knows what she wants but can she get it? Will it be so unattainable that her heart will shatter to nothing? Weiss bites her lip and begins to speak. “I want more…” Weiss mumbles as she looks at Ruby.

“Well, I can always get you more than just cake,” Ruby says with her signature smile. Weiss wanted to tear her hair out as Ruby smiled at her.

“No! Not like that, dolt,” Weiss explains.

“Then what do you mean?”

Weiss sits up and stares Ruby dead in the eye. “I want more with you,” Weiss says.

“Huh?” Ruby gasps. Weiss attempts to take her hands but thinks second of it.

“Do you…want to have a drink with me somtime? My treat,” Weiss offers softly.

“Are you asking me on a date?” Ruby asks.

“Y-Yes,” Weiss stutters as she nods. “I would like it if we got closer.”

“Sure,” Ruby beams.

“Great. How does Sunday night sound?”

“Sounds great.”

Ruby begins to write down her number on her notepad and gives it to Weiss. “Call me,” Ruby says. Weiss nods and holds the number in her hand.

She has a number.

She has a date.

Does she have a girlfriend now?

Velvet smiles at the exchange and sends the picture she took of them to Coco. Coco replies with two words.

“Girl kisser.”

[no13-yang]

Day 7 of @white-rose-week

Prompt: secret identities (bodyguard au)