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TELL ME, WHO’S THE LONELIEST OF ALL?

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You are now at a crossroads. This is your opportunity to make the most important decision you will ever make. Forget your past. Who are you now? Who have you decided you really are now? Don’t think about who you have been. Who are you now? Who have you decided to become? Make this decision consciously. Make it carefully. Make it powerfully.

Anthony Robbins (via icreatewhatibelieve)

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don’t mind me I’m just drooling over Wife- er I mean Weiss Schnee

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rwby + smiles - part II

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❬  ⚜ VALEURR.  ❭

            “ oh – yeah. “ despite the canvas, brushes and jaune’s own insistence on painting her, the admission was uncomfortably revealing for him. jaune more than dabbled in the arts of poetry and paint as he was expected to, but it was never something he felt the need to brag about – or share at all, for that matter. his confidence in the artistic field was far more firm than with his prowess in combat, but it still wavered in the shadow of his family – and who would want to hear about the former in a school dedicated to the latter?

           “ there’s a strong artistic presence in the arc house.  “ there was a noticeable dip in his voice, one that even jaune caught. “ my sisters are definitely gifted, but i like to think i’m a little talented. i’m always practicing. “

          “ don’t worry about the quality, though – i couldn’t mess up your portrait, i wouldn’t be able to live with myself. “

” oh? do you have anything you can show me, then? “  she asks, maybe a bit challenging, but mainly curious. on one hand, she wanted to know if her portrait was going to be done, it was going to be done right. 

but ... then again, on the other hand --- he wasn’t the same overly - eager, overly - confident guy she’d known him to be when they’d first met. and he had helped her with neptune (despite that endeavor having gone nowhere). something she was still shocked by. and, if she’d ever let herself admit it deep down inside, touched. weiss knew what she wanted, and didn’t stand for anything or anyone who looked like they could waste her time. maybe that made her an ice queen in some people’s eyes, but she had always known it to be the most effective course of action in life. but she wasn’t heartless. and she wasn’t ungrateful, either. jaune had helped her without even bothering to let her know. the least she could do, weiss figured, was return the favor somehow.  “ ... i suppose it couldn’t hurt. “   she replies, finally, hand resting on her cocked hip.   “ but don’t go on getting any funny ideas. this is a one time deal! especially if you mess up. “

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her hands are gentle, flowers graced by various colors aligned upon a gentle base creating a tiara is within the younger's hands. she hums, eyeing weiss and then looking back to the flora, grinning. ❛ i think i got the colors right, d'ya like it ? ❜ and she gently holds it out to the heiress; hoping for her to take it and maybe even wear it.

“ What are we, seven? “   She asks, but her comment lacks any real heat or ice behind it. Instead, she eyes the flower crown with a suspicious --- but curious --- gaze. She’d always seen other children wear them, even those rich enough who picked flowers straight from their parents’ expensive gardens. But she’d never worn one, herself. Too dirty, her mother thought. Too childish, her father thought. It wasn’t proper for a Schnee to be seen wearing plants. Flowers were meant to be grown, picked, and placed in vases. Not to be worn. 

Only, Ruby challenged that idea -- like much of everything else Weiss had learned in life.

“ I ... suppose, it’s pretty. “   She admits, taking the offered flower crown, and cradles it in her hands. Gentle, like she might accidentally crush or damage the petals if she held it too tight, held it the wrong way. The colors are bright and beautiful, and Weiss finds herself smiling down at the tiara of florets and blooms despite herself.

  “ Figures only someone like you would think to make something like this, Ruby. “  She looks back up at her teammate, raising an eyebrow, but her words don’t sound insulting. They’re the opposite of it, actually, though Weiss would never admit it.

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❬  ⚜ VALEURR.  ❭

            “ come on weiss, you absolutely have to let me paint you! ..you know, like a portrait, not paint on you. ” the modest artist-poet was far better on the page then he was in speech, but his fumbling words would not dissuade him. canvas and brush already in tow, the eager jaune would stop at nothing to convince weiss to partake in this innocent activity – what harm could from a portrait? and if they happened to bond a little, well, that’s not a problem for jaune.

           “ i’m sure it’s no where near the quality of the portraits you have at home, but it’ll be fun! “

@heirweiss

“ i absolutely have to do nothing of the sort. “   is her curt reply, and she folds her arms across her chest, even raising an eyebrow at the sight of the art supplies jaune is already carrying. it isn’t as if she’s any stranger to being painted or having her portrait done  ----- but it’s different when it’s a professional being paid, as opposed to jaune, who’s a ... an acquaintance. one who’s on more than one occasion in the past made clear his interest. still. that seems to have changed recently -- he seems to have changed some . weiss doesn’t give him a yes or no answer just yet. instead, she buys herself time and tries to gather more information to make a decision.   “  --- i didn’t know you were an artist. “

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“ so. “    she finds herself uncharacteristically short on words to carry this conversation. she knows ruby’s grown close to penny, and to be fair, the girl did help ruby & blake out against roman torchwick a couple of months ago. but ... weiss still isn’t sure how to act around the other girl.   “   --- where do you keep all those swords? “   she finds herself asking out of the blue, the words tumbling from her mouth before she can stop them, and weiss’s cheeks color up a dark pink from embarrassment.  “ i mean -- sorry. that was rude of me. “  she quickly says, and pauses, before looking back at the other girl with a look that’s nothing short of thoroughly chastised   -----  and curious.  “ but ... where do you keep them? you don’t have to answer that if you don’t want to! “

❬  STARTERS ⚜ @combativeprincess.  ❭

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my father was not the start of our name, and I refuse to let him be the end of it

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Tell me, father, which to ask forgiveness for: what I am, or what I’m not? Tell me, mother, which should I regret: what I became, or what I didn’t?

thoughts of a stray iii | m.a.w (via dvoyd)

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“ blake. ”   she stands in front of the other girl, arms crossed and hip cocked, and despite her stance, weiss tries not to look or sound too demanding.   “ while i greatly admire your interest in stories and hunger for knowledge, you do have teammates. teammates, who -- coincidentally -- also happen to be your friends. and as your friend, i’m suggesting you spend some time outdoors. i’m heading out into town to run some errands. come with me. ”  a pause, and weiss’s features soften a bit. it’s barely visible, but it’s there.   “ it’ll be fun. my treat. “

❬  STARTERS ⚜ FELINOIRE.  ❭

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the weird sibling

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Wear your scars proudly. Whatever tried to kill you failed.