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✔ (for a muse of your choosing? listen, i'm lazy.)

✧ Plotting Guide // accepting ✧

Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protector - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

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👓 STARTER CALL 🪄

✧ Here's a PERMANENT starter call for Glynda Goodwitch! For an unplotted starter, just drop a LIKE! If you'd rather plot something out, drop a COMMENT instead and I'll reach out when I'm next available!

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PROMPTS FROM DATE EVERYTHING (PART 1) *  assorted dialogue from the 2025 video game, adjust as necessary

i ordered this couch, but it popped, and now my kitchen is all wet and covered with wet stuff.

i need you. i need to care for you. it is the reason for my existence.

do you want to go on a date?

can you tell me how the book made you angry?

your life is about to change. hope you're ready.

let's go on a date right now.

trust me, this is going to go super well.

if everyone were friends, the world would be an awful lot safer in my opinion.

i've seen the complications of love. i've lived through the jealous quarrels of hate.

the true bond is one between two friends with none of the intricacies of romantic tension.

i like it much better up here where i can see your face.

hey there, stranger.

we've been sleeping together so many years, it would be a little weird if you didn't know me, don't you think?

it's a shame for someone as cute as you to be alone for so long, isn't it?

will you be bringing someone back here anytime soon?

i do hope you'll come talk to me. it'd be nice to finally get to know each other.

you've caught me at a strange time.

that's okay. i like being naked.

why are you here? what are you doing?

please, please... i'm not ready. not like this.

i've dreamed of this, of meeting you, finally... and now the moment is here, i... i just can't. not yet.

honestly, that's a objectively terrible password.

i get chills just thinking about it.

i would love to answer that for you, but the knowledge would no doubt drive you to madness.

can i be honest about something?

it's just that... before today, i had all these needs, but i couldn't articulate them to anyone.

you're quite the looker, aren't you?

i have had enough attention on me, thank you very much.

i can't say i'm looking for anything too serious right now.

i just want to see you live a little, that's all! stop watching life pass you by! enjoy yourself! kiss someone! kiss many someones!

my senses are heightened when i'm in a mood.

the physical connection between him and me... it is like nothing i have known before or since.

thank you, sincerely, for listening.

you're serious? you're not fucking with me?

do you, like me, enjoy celebrating at the altar of your own glorious form?

i knew i could count on you.

are you as excited as i am?

you are radiant.

i was thinking we could visit some very naughty websites together.

honestly, you're being super disrespectful.

we'll have to work on that enthusiasm.

get out. i've got work to do.

what brings you to the call of night?

i have been waiting in the abyss in search of a companion.

you? i always thought of you as a companion, someone who followed me around and gave me advice. cute, but expendable.

do you enjoy coming here?

i assume you brought your tools and knowledge and... probably a snack of some sort?

i am beside myself with happiness.

what can i do for you?

today was supposed to be my day off.

how much do you think about me?

for you, there is almost nothing i wouldn't do to help you relax.

to know that i'm giving you precisely the thing you want at that moment... oh, it fulfills me. it makes me whole.

as soon as i fulfill your command, your desire, i become the one with the power.

sometimes i cannot resist playing your sensation. just a bit. i am a craftsman and you are my clay.

now i have truly said too much.

i'd be lying if i said i wasn't just a little bit sweet on you.

hold onto me real tight.

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A quick and easy plotting guide

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

My muse(s):

Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

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It somewhat helped that Weiss had come forward with the truth. It had been after the vision of the Ever After, but at least she did it unprompted. Qrow had to be confronted before he had told her. Auntie Aurelia stepped in once everyone had known the truth. It was all too little, too late.

Still, the brush of physical affection was welcome. Ruby knew how rare it was for Weiss to share herself like that. She inched a little closer, allowing them to sit shoulder to shoulder. "Guess we both have dad issues now, huh?" She remembered how some people tried to get under Weiss's skin during their journey or on missions...or just bullies in Beacon.

"...I wish he'd told me sooner. I always thought we had some sort of connection. Special, you know?" The barrel cleaned and blades sharpened, Ruby began to reassemble Crescent Rose. "Like...I dunno, you and Klein? Someone who cared about you and had your back, even if you weren't really family."

Then it turned out Qrow was family, and that he should have been doing much more in Ruby's life.

Your life means a lot to me. Whether or not Ruby meant for her to hear? She heard? She had and it brought a smile to her face. But just as quickly as it had appeared, it disappeared and was followed by her lips thinning and forming a frown. "You don't even know the half of it." She muttered, bringing her legs closer to her chest and wrapping her arms in front of her legs, clasping her fingers together tightly. Her father was much more than an ass.

But a part of her had understood Ruby's hesitation. Qrow did lie to her, hid the fact that he was her dad, not uncle. That trust would be hard to come back from but if anyone could do it? She knew it was Qrow. He loved Ruby so much, even if he has a strange way of showing it.

"You're right." She said. "I don't expect you to just act like everything is okay. It isn't. What Qrow did, I know he probably had a good reason for hiding it? But that's still unacceptable. It's why I told you. The secret was too much to keep." And she was a terrible liar, keeping it a secret as long as she had? She was impressed with herself. But she kept worrying, kept wanting to say something, anything. In the Ever After? She finally had a chance to. Did she feel bad about it? Absolutely. Did Qrow get angry when he found out? Sure. But he shouldn't have entrusted her with that secret. It shouldn't have been her responsibility to tell Ruby who he was.

"Honestly, I'd be more worried if you weren't upset." There was a lightness edge to her voice, she knew Ruby well enough to know that the misplaced anger wasn't directed at her. "And it's okay." She moved slightly and nudged her shoulder against Ruby's in a playful form of a truce.

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The younger of the two was elated when her elder threw the pillow into her face. It felt like the game was finally on! But just as soon as the mood rose, Weiss dunked it with an ice bucket.

Ruby pouted, walking up to and leaning against Weiss's desk chair. There was barely any room, so all four of them shared the same desk. She could still see itenerary Weiss drafted up and laminated sitting there.

Sunday: Yang

Monday: Weiss

Tuesday: Blake

Wednesday: Weiss

Thursday: Blake

Friday: Ruby

Saturday: Yang

It was as fair as could be managed. And Ruby liked doing her homework in bed anyway. Those Fridays were usually spent playing video games on her Scroll. She just happened to give Weiss her Friday slot this week at Weiss's request.

"Why is it so important anyway? You never really explained it." Yang didn't take her studies all that seriously, and Blake did the work, but she never seemed stressed about it.

"You....Have a point." She conceded. "But you still need to keep them up, regardless if you actually need them to be a huntress."

An audible grunt escaped her lips, followed by an annoyed yell of "RUBY!" She grabbed the pillow in front of her out of pure frustration before chucking it at the other girl, watching it as it smacks her square in the face. That did feel therapeutic, but she didn't have time for childish play. "My grades might be fine, but you don't know how hard I've worked to keep them where they are." It requires a lot of studying, a lot of focus and determination to keep her place here, far away from him.

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Normally, she would trust Roman. He was one of, if not the only person, she trusted outside herself. But he was being so timid compared to his usual self. It wasn't only unbecoming, it was concerning. Neo dropped the illusion.

She's fine. She has dealt with way worse than White Fang mercenaries. Have a little faith in her.

Neo placed Roman's hat crookedly back onto his head. So great was his worry that the man couldn't even lie about lying. He barely managed a redirection.

Neither of you like being apart from one another. She'll do what she has to so she can see you again.

She pressed the tip of her index square into Roman's chest.

But you need to get your head in the game. If we can't kill them, then we outsmart them and out-survive them.

Neo already had plans in her back pocket of things went sideways. Plans that she wouldn't tell Roman or Scarlet because Neo knew they'd likely hate it or flat-out reject it. But she would do what she had to in order to keep all three of them alive.

It's what we do, right?

tempting. it really was. but roman thinks back to that moment when he, in a rare moment when neither neo nor scarlett had been at his side, was approached by cinder. he had been willing to entertain her at the time with flirty remarks and sly smiles, making an off hand remark about getting back to her later. then she approached, heat radiating from the palm of her hand.

it hadn't been the flames. that came later, but the heat near his face was enough to remind him of being small, being screamed at by someone who was supposed to love and protect him, being held far too close to the flames of a fireplace.

the threat to neo and scarlett's lives to keep him in line came later, but roman kept that, as well as the initial threat that nearly sent him into a spiraling flashback, close to his chest.

a gambling man indeed.

" she calls the shots because this whole operation is HER idea. i'm just the guy she's setting up to take the fall. the puppet on the strings. trust me neo, i hate it too, but there's not a lot i can fucking do about it now. "

just one more white fang rally. one more final appearance before he can head out to mountain glenn for "phase two" of cinder's grand master plan. this time, she's told him more than she initially had, but it still left something bitter settling in his chest. he doesn't like not being in control like this. he hates being kept in the dark, hates being the puppet, hates the fact that HIS kingdom was being steamrolled over by this skinny little megalomaniac (and it took one to know one) from mistral.

" you think scar's having better luck getting shit set up with the white fang down in the southeast? "

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"And perhaps that is the lesson the gods want you to learn." That time was always in motion, and what would happen would happen. "Or is it that what has happened cannot be undone? Only adapted to?"

She had only seen glimpses of Aurelia's life through the cards. Two moments came up more influentially than the others. "Instead of fighting against fate, have you considered using its momentum to help yourself?" This was going poorly. At this rate, these two would never stay.

"Never mind. My mind tends to wander unfiltered." She waved Aurelia off. "I will finish the potion. Return in an hour with your friend and I will restore him."

Aurelia could feel her right eye wanting to twitch in frustration. It wasn't enough that they were trapped here with seemingly no way out on their own, oh no! They had to be stuck with the one magic being who seemed to not care that they were stuck here and didn't want to use her magic to help or simply didn't have enough magic to move them along in her journey. The thought of Qrow's semblance being the driving force in their boat crash and subsequent days on this island briefly crossed her mind.

She tried not to let the poor outcomes influenced by his semblance be an obstacle in her life, but her patience on this island was beginning to wear incredibly thin. This was not the plan for this journey.

"It seems like the future is going to happen regardless of what we seem to say or do."

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Ruby felt her heart fall at that. It was innovative, great even, for Haven to have situated themselves like that. But it kept nearly everyone else put too. They set Qrow down, Ruby looking up the mountains. "I have some Aura left. Maybe I could run there with my Semblance and get help."

She'd never traveled that far or without first seeing where she would go. It was more likely she'd run out of Aura and end up stranded between here and Haven. Even if she did, who would she talk to? She didn't know the chain of command or what emergency service to ask for. But their options were dwindling.

As Ruby and Jaune carried Qrow along the dirt path on the make-shift stretcher, Aurelia walked beside Qrow as best as she could while providing directions. Everything inside her screamed in fear. All she wished was to take his hand, to hold him close and whisper that everything would be okay. Whether that reassurance was ultimate for him or for her own anxiety, she wasn't sure.

She wasn't even entirely sure that this city would pan out in terms of medicine, however, it was close enough to the city of Mistral, that she hoped at least one Mistrali airship could be close enough to be flagged down. Maybe Ren and Nora could even flag someone down from the top of the mountain and explain that their friends were in desperate need of help.

With Qrow's current condition, this could very likely be their last option.

And she didn't know how she would be able to continue on with Qrow by her side.

"The city of Mistral was built surrounded by mountains for a reason. These lands are absolutely crawling with grimm. Settlements outside of large cities often fail simply due to how dense the grimm population is."

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"Never apologise for coming to me." (velvetttt)

✧ Caring & Reassuring Sentences, Vol. 8 // accepting ✧

"I know, I know," Velvet insisted. She'd talked things over with Professor Goodwitch and the rest of CFVY about what had happened in Lower Cairn. Weeks spent fighting waves and waves of Grimm and ultimately losing the Gray family to the Goliath...

"It's just...a lot. I know you hate boats. And it's such a long way from Mistral just to come talk with me about this." She was still getting used to other people putting her needs before their own. It was usually the reverse. "I hate imposing all this on you."

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“  just calm down.  breathe.  i’ll take care of this.  ” (velvet 🐰)

✧ BLOOD RELATED PROMPTS // accepting ✧

Velvet pressed her hand to her shoulder, pulling away to find crimson blood against her shaking palm. Was it loss of blood that had her hands shaking or fear? That Beowolf had latched so hard onto her it broke through her Aura, punctured the bronze pauldron, and drove its fangs into her flesh.

"I...I don't want to die."

There were so many things she could've said, but I don't want to die was what slipped out. There were so many things she still wanted to do. She wanted to restore Beacon, wanted to see her mother again, didn't want to lose her friends...and now, Velvet wasn't sure she'd get any of those wishes.

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✧ The temptation to add more RWBY muses is always strong with me. Will I? Probs not. My roster's pretty full and my non-RWBY muses are lonely. XD

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✧ So Tumblr ate someone's Ask. >> If you recently sent something in and haven't seen it posted yet, feel free to resubmit the Ask.

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Neo's eyes rolled, sensing the lies that laced Roman's tongue. She could clearly see how much he flicked between Scroll and coin. He was abuzz with nervous energy. She twirled the hat between her fingers before placing it back onto Roman's head.

You're a good liar, but you should stick to lying to suckers.

She stood on the tips of her toes to peer at the Scroll. More orders from the brats. Her smile fell away, replaced with a frown. If this had been anyone else, Roman would have either hustled them or stuck to his guns. Neo hated this confined feeling of helplessness. She stepped in front of her partner in crime, utilizing her Semblance to shift into Emerald and drawing a line across her throat.

It'd be easy to poison her. She's always relying on those attendants. I bet I could slip something in one of her meals.

Those who could use their Auras, like Cinder and Huntsmen, weren't prime assassination targets. Bullets and knives weren't likely to work since their Aura would absorb the blow. But poison bypassed that defense, and Cinder might be arrogant enough to not see it coming.

Besides, it's not fair that she's calling the shots to your heist.

neo skips, floats even, on by roman and even snatches the hat off his head. he barely pays her any attention, though his nose does crinkle when he feels a light breeze graze the top of his head. his gaze is focused down on the scroll in his hand. the screen has clicked open, lingering on a messaging screen that hasn't seen a reply from the recipient for more than a few days at this point.

he clicks it close again, hoping she doesn't pick up on the way his fingers fidget with a coin to keep his hands busy. he hopes she doesn't notice the way his eyes continue to linger on the sidewalk underneath him, rather than the way she bounces and flaunts down the street. any other time, he'd just groan and snatch his hat back before lightly ribbing her.

" i'm NOT gloomy and i'm NOT worried about cinder. i don't even care about those miserable street rats that follow her around. "

his scroll dings with a message, and he's far too hasty and eager to get it back out and check that maybe she's safe, maybe she's finally checking in -

but no. it's cinder with more damn orders.

" though, i will admit. a bullet through her skull looks REALLY nice right now. "

gods, he misses scar. ... okay, maybe he was a LITTLE gloomy.

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The Faunus girl smiled sympathetically to her sponsor. Aurelia was a dedicated woman who put the needs of her select protégées above herself. Beyond that and her title as a Huntress, Velvet judged her to be a good person.

"You know, my mum always has me nibble on ginger root when I feel nauseous. Works wonders when you don't have any medicine." A remedy passed down through her Faunus line for generations. "She likes to say 'when without, home remedies will out!' Might be worth a try?"

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"It's part of the program to have frequent in person check-ins with my students."

And while that was true, it was mainly due to Aurelia's own insistence to meet with her students personally every two weeks or so to follow up on their studies. To make sure they had absolutely everything they needed in order to be successful students. But with eight students split between Haven and Beacon, it did mean she spent a great deal of time travelling. Which was great for keeping her occupied and busy. Not so much so for her motion sickness.

"Airships are only marginally better and that is solely because they don't rock back and forth."

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"I'm glad to hear." She waved her fingers towards the kitchen, which began to brew a series of herbs and liquids into a cast iron cauldron. "That's one concern off my mind. I'll give him a potion to return him to as he was."

Fortuna laughed. It wasn't to mock Aurelia's difficulties. She merely found amusement in the observation. "I could do a few other things, but I'm no specialist." She hummed, considering her wording. "I can see the past and present. And if I chose, I could gaze into the future."

The amusement faded as the grim nature returned to her. "But it isn't worth risking. A future seen is a future crafted. Unavoidable. Would it be worth the risk of a bad reading to set you on your course? It might trap you here for longer than you imagine."

"He is perfectly respectable and has been incredibly kind to me. I can promise it would be safe to have him around and walking about the island in his normal, human form."

And that was true. Ever since they had met at the Vytal festival, he and Summer had always been incredibly kind and welcoming. In fact, without his intervention that fall, who knows where she would be? Manipulated into working for Salem or potentially something even worse. After that and even having her live with him and Summer for several weeks, helping her relearn how to care for herself, cooking for her, giving her a purpose. Summer had even stepped in and helped her wash her hair and face that first night, just to feel even a smidgen better.

There was hardly any way she could repay them both essentially saving her life twice. The least she could do was to stick around and advocate for his return to a regular form. "So you're telling me that your magic only extends to making teapots float and reading arbitrary cards? There's no way for you to use that magic to get us back on the road?"

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So Professor Plum was to thank for the potential scholarship. Velvet would have to show her appreciation to them at a later date. "It'd be great to stay in Vale during the school year." She loved her father, yet being away from her mother full-time seemed a harsh punishment for a lack of finances. "But you still haven't said what about my talents are worth investing in. And is it a loan or a full scholarship?"

Velvet would not be signing for any loans. That would be worse than a lack of money; it'd be creating a debt she might not ever pay back. And if she died before that loan was paid off? The check would go straight to her mother or father. There would be none of that.

"Was it my grades?" About average. "Sparring?" Decent, as long as she'd been able to watch her opponent fight beforehand.

"Well..."

She begins, picking up the pitcher of cold lemonade and pouring each of them a glass before explaining further.

"Usually the way it works is a professor or the headmaster will nominate one or a few students they think would be successful at Beacon or Haven Academy, but maybe face some barriers to get there. I'll then step in and chat with anyone who piques my interest and go from there."

Outside of promising skills as a Huntsman or Huntress and a potential financial barrier, there wasn't much else that Aurelia was specifically looking for. Well, at least, on paper. The scholarships to Haven and Beacon were started in Summer's name; an incredibly skilled woman whose kindness and journey was cut much too soon. Aurelia wanted to honor that sacrifice and help students whose own journey would be cut short due to no fault of their own. Just as Summer blossomed into a great leader during her time at Beacon, she hoped the same would be true for her students and they could learn to be proud of themselves and their skills.

As for Velvet, though she may or may not be chosen to lead her own team, Aurelia though that Beacon could help her come out of her shell. To be more confident in her abilities and to be proud of her heritage. At least, that's what she would be focusing on during her mentorship with her if she accepted the scholarship.

"Professor Plum brought you to my attention specifically. Though I agree with them wholeheartedly. I think you show amazing promise that would be wasted away in the Atlesian military."