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fc edits  —  weiss. (2/ ∞)

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fc edits  —  weiss. (1/ ∞)

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self-indulgent edits 2/∞

(ft. short hair!)

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❝ are you okay? would you tell me if you’re not? ❞

THE  SUN  AND  HER  FLOWERS.

i’m�� fine.  the  words  fly  to  the  tip  of  her  tongue  before  she  can  even  hope  to  think  of  another  response  (  it  makes  sense,  she  figures,  when  she  thinks  of  how  she  repeated  it  to  herself  like  a  mantra,  a  prayer,  until  she  began  to  believe  it  ).  ❝  i…  ❞  she  starts,  then  stops,  the  words  dying  somewhere  in  her  throat:  she  swallows  them  down,  and  ignores  the  sour  taste.  she  isn’t  fine,  and  she  hasn’t  been  since  the  fall  of  beacon:  more  and  more  events  make  certain  that  her  name  and  fine  don’t  become  synonymous.  she  shrugs  and  gives  a  little  shake  of  her  head,  and  makes  a  point  of  not  meeting  weiss’  gaze.  ❝  don’t  worry  about  it,  okay?  i’m…  managing.  that’s  the  best  i  can  do  for  now.  ❞  

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     THE GOLDEN BOY, destined for greatness  /  THE GOLDEN GIRL, destined for death.                  rwby multi-muses. currently faced by jaune arc & pyrrha nikos. personals, don’t reblog. cred.

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          i guess your training failed, you’re not in charge, i’m free  /  your patriarchal prison won’t hold me.

for @nctyoursacrifice !!!

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WEISS IS BACK IN THE GAME!! THANK YOU JAUNE!

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THAT’S MY BABY!!!!!

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NO

NO

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suntresses:

she carefully brushes her fingers against the other’s freshly washed hair, stopping at a certain point so she can curl some of the locks around her fingers. they haven’t really had any alone time since their arrival at haven, and yang is silently thankful that their friends seem to have something of a sleep schedule here, if only so privacy’s granted. ❝  hey. we’re all alone now.  ❞  it’s said quietly, punctuated with the thoughts of maybe we can take advantage of that. then she leans in, presses a quick kiss to weiss’ lips before pulling back with a grin.  ❝  can i try to braid your hair?  ❞     /     @dustess

the contact is so simple, but it feels like it’s been years since she’s felt anything so tender. she closes her eyes for a moment and lets out a little hum as she leans into yang’s touch, the light pull on her hair making her feel perfectly at ease. at the comment, she opens her eyes again and gives the other a smile (bordering on a smirk) before pursing her lips to answer the brief kiss. then an eyebrow is raised. “try?” she repeats teasingly. “considering that’s how you put it the first time, i’m not sure i want to find out what you’ll do now...not that i don’t have faith in you. just make sure it’s easy to undo if i have to.” adjusting her towel and hair, she shifts her position so yang is behind her, lying back as far into her as she can while still making sure her girlfriend can do what she’d asked.

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                              YOU SHOULDN’T STARE INTO THESE EYES OF FIRE.

                                                written by bean. not for personal reblog. template.

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             I’VE PULLED MYSELF TOGETHER NOW, MY MIND & HEART ARE ONE.

not for personal reblog  /  cred.

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           STRATEGY IS AN ART  ———  MAYBE I’M LULLING YOU INTO A FALSE SENSE OF SECURITY.

 promo cred.  /  not for personal reblog !

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I SAY THAT’S MY BABY AND I’M REALLY PROUD

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Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

♕: Holding hands

♖: Having their hair washed by your muse

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.

♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort

♙: Sharing a bed

♚: Head scratches

♛: Sharing a dessert

♜: Shoulder rubs

♝: Reading a book together

♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)

♟: Patching up a wound

♤: Taking a bath together

♧: Your muse playing with their hair

♡: Accidentally falling asleep together

♢: Forehead or cheek kisses

♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

♣: Back scratches

♥: Your muse crying about something

♦: Slow dancing

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casually lifts up the heiress and spins her around before planting a big, wet kiss against her cheek and setting her down on the ground!

“yang!” the name is said with just more than a touch of panic as she suddenly finds her feet lifting up from the ground and an abundance of yellow obscuring her vision. instinct kicks in at the loss of balance and she automatically grabs ahold of the other girl now twirling the heiress about rather unceremoniously in her arms. it’s a small blessing that she hadn’t been talking with anyone else and interrupted in such a…well, it can really only be described as such a yang way. stumbling a little as she’s settled down, she finds her feet even while having her nose tickled by blonde hair flying everywhere around the kiss she’s given. but the moment she’s free, her finger is up and wagging in yang’s face in retaliation. “don’t do that!” but the sternness of her expression immediately softens and she favours her teammate with a smile. “not when i can’t see you coming, anyway.” leaning in, she plants a (much softer by comparison) kiss on her girlfriend’s lips, and hooks her arm around her elbow to continue her walk.