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Shakky's Rizz was on a whole other level! She didn't even need Hancock's Devil fruit!

(Spoiler for recent OP chapter below, read if you dare!)

SHE RIZZED UP THE ENTIRE MALE SIDE OF THE ROCKS PIRATES!

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Jaune: Ruby! It's good to see you, buddy!

Ruby: *Jumps with Crescent Rose* Save it!

Jaune: *Scared* RUUUUUUBBBBBBYYYYYY!!!!!

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Ruby: I-I'm just a typical girl, I-I like dancing, a-and ponies, and... Getting my snootch pounded on Friday night~!

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Ruby: Good dog *Get serious* Zwei, forgive me, you're not gonna like this, but today's the day... We gotta take your balls away... I'm sorry...

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Blake: If you don't do your daily Vocab and we loose the Vocab-Bowl...! *Aims gun at Zwei* I kill the dog

Weiss:

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Rogue: Ugh… Five Guys is really messin' with mah guts right now

Jaune: Its about to be six later tonight

Rogue: ...Huh?

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Nora: *Seeing Cinder* I hope you choke on a motherfuckin' cheesestick, you nasty, greasy bitch! You look like you drink white Gatorade and smell like nickels! FUCK YOU!

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Ok, rewatched Superman again and as I was leaving the theater, I was like... I could totally come up with a Jaune Superman AU story with him and Lisa Lavander hooking up, like she's already a reporter/anchor woman!

Oscar could be Jimmy!

And then I was like bro, I could totally make Cinder into Lex!

Cardin would be perfect as Guy Gardner!

I'm thinking that maybe Nora coule be Hawkgirl? I don't know who'd be Mr. Terrific (any thoughts?)

Zwei could totally be Krypto and Yang be Kara!

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Cinder: I'm sorry... I just don't understand things from a CLANKER!

Ruby: *Gasp*

Penny: *Gasp*

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How did I forget that this was a thing!

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He's Gotta Be Him!!!

Weiss stepped gracefully onto the stage, the soft echo of her heels against the polished floor silencing the murmurs of the gathered crowd. An old, vintage microphone stood before her, polished chrome gleaming under the intense glow of a single spotlight that isolated her from the world around her. The air seemed to still, anticipation hanging thick. She cleared her throat delicately, the faintest sound, yet in the silence it was deafening. Then, she began to sing.

In the audience, Serana sat among the hushed listeners, her pale fingers interlaced tightly in her lap. Her crimson eyes were fixed upon Weiss, searching desperately for solace in the girl’s voice. If anything could quiet the turmoil gnawing at her heart—the fear for Jaune and what fate might befall him—it would be the middle Schnee child's voice.

"Whether I'm right or whether I'm wrong~ Whether I find a place in this world or never belong~ I gotta be me, I've gotta be me~ What else can I be but what I am~?"

Weiss’s voice soared, sharp and clear, laced with conviction that seemed to pierce even Serana’s doubts.

Far away, across frozen peaks and forgotten ruins, in the forsaken halls of Skuldafn, Jaune stood alone. His breath misted in the icy air, sword drawn and shield at the ready. Before him stretched an endless horde of Draugr, their decayed forms shifting in the gloom, their glowing blue eyes fixed hungrily upon him. High above, the sky split with a bone-chilling roar as two dragons circled, their shadows eclipsing what little light dared penetrate this cursed place.

Jaune closed his eyes for a fleeting moment, gripping his sword so tightly his knuckles whitened. He drew in a steadying breath, forcing his nerves into silence. The groaning, guttural language of the dead filled the cavern, ancient words promising his end. Yet Jaune exhaled slowly, shoulders squaring, and began to walk forward. Step by deliberate step.

Back on the stage, Weiss’s voice swelled with renewed strength, her eyes half-closed as she poured herself into the music.

"I want to live, not merely survive~ And I won't give up this dream of life that keeps me alive~ I gotta be me, I gotta be me~! The dream that I see makes me what I am~!"

Her voice resonated through the hall, yet in Serana’s ears it felt as if it carried across worlds, as though Weiss were unknowingly singing to Jaune himself.

In Skuldafn, Jaune steadied his stance as the Draugr army lurched closer, weapons clattering and dragons circling low. His heart pounded like a war drum.

"That far-away prize, a world of success~ Is waiting for me if I heed the call~ I won't settle down, won't settle for less~ As long as there's a chance that I can have it all~!"

A Draugr lunged forward with a guttural snarl, its rusted axe arcing toward Jaune’s head. With lightning reflexes, Jaune raised his shield, the clang of metal on metal echoing through the cursed hall. He shoved the creature back, parrying the blow in one fluid motion before driving his sword deep into its chest. Bone cracked, and the Draugr staggered—but Jaune wasn’t done. He ripped the blade free with a savage pull and followed through, slashing it across the creature’s decayed face. The Draugr collapsed in a heap of brittle armor and ash.

Another rose from the darkness, sprinting forward with its blade raised high. Jaune sidestepped the downward strike, feeling the gust of air as the weapon missed him by inches. Pivoting, he struck fast—his sword carved across its torso, splitting ancient armor, then swung upward in a brutal follow-up slash that tore through its chest and dropped it lifeless at his feet.

"I'll go it alone, that's how it must be~ I can't be right for somebody else~ If I'm not right for me~!"

Weiss’s voice rang clear and strong, filled with resolve, echoing like a guiding light through Serana’s ears—and, in spirit, across the distance to Jaune’s perilous stand.

Jaune yanked his blade from the neck of a female Draugr, its lifeless form slumping backward. He kicked the corpse away—only for the ground to quake beneath him. The air thickened with heat, and a deafening roar split the silence. He spun around just in time to see it: a dragon, its wings folding as it crashed down behind him with earth-shaking force.

Instinct took over. Jaune whirled, raising his shield a heartbeat before an inferno poured from the beast’s maw. The world vanished in a torrent of flame, searing heat washing over his battered armor. Gritting his teeth, Jaune braced, the shield scorching in his grasp but holding firm. When the blaze finally ceased, smoke curled off his smoldering guard.

"I gotta be free, I've gotta be free~! Daring to try, to do it or die~ I've gotta be me~!"

With Weiss’s soaring voice as his battle hymn, Jaune lowered his shield and charged. The dragon snapped its jaws down, narrowly missing him as he rolled beneath its massive head. Rising into a sprint, he closed the distance and leapt, slashing his sword across its right eye. A fountain of blood and an ear-splitting roar followed as the dragon reeled back, half-blinded, its claws tearing furrows in the ancient stone.

Weiss’s voice hit its crescendo, almost as if singing to him alone:

"I'll go it alone, that's how it must be~!"

Jaune ducked low as the half-blind dragon lunged, its massive jaws snapping shut just inches above his head with a thunderous clap. The heat of its breath seared his face as he rolled beneath its neck, armor scraping against ancient stone. Rising behind the beast, Jaune let out a raw cry and drove his sword deep into the side of its neck.

Muscle and sinew tore as he dragged the blade upward, carving a vicious path toward its jaw. The dragon’s roar split the heavens, deafening and furious, its wings thrashing wildly as blood cascaded in dark, steaming rivers.

"I can't be right for somebody else~!" Weiss’s voice soared, resolute and clear, as if urging him forward.

Jaune didn’t hesitate. He sprinted along the dragon’s flank, its massive claws swiping wildly in its blindness. Reaching its head, he climbed onto the jagged bone ridge of its snout and raised his sword high. With every ounce of strength he had left, he plunged it straight into the dragon’s remaining eye, burying the blade to the hilt.

The beast let out one last earth-shaking roar—then fell silent. Its body slumped to the ground with a monumental crash that sent dust and loose stone rolling through the ruin.

Panting, Jaune yanked his blade free and leapt down, his boots skidding across cracked stone. But before he could breathe, the sound of guttural chanting echoed through the chamber. He spun around just in time to see a pack of Draugr surging toward him, glowing blue eyes burning in the gloom.

One among them inhaled sharply and bellowed in the ancient tongue, its voice striking Jaune like a hammer. The shout smashed into him, hurling him through the air. He slammed into the stone wall of the ruin, the impact knocking the wind out of him.

Jaune crumpled to the ground, gasping in pain. His vision swam, but through sheer will, he forced himself to his feet, gripping his sword tight despite the ache in his arms. The Draugr closed in, their weapons raised, forming a deadly ring around him.

He took a deep breath, centering himself. His eyes narrowed.

"FUS... RO... DA!"

The Thu’um erupted from his lungs like thunder. The force blasted outward in a shockwave of raw power, sending Draugr hurtling through the air. Some smashed against pillars and walls, their bones snapping on impact. Others crumpled lifelessly where they landed.

Jaune didn’t relent. Sword in hand, he charged forward, closing the distance before the survivors could regain their footing. His blade became a whirlwind of steel, cleaving through ancient armor, staggering one Draugr with his shield before splitting another down the center. Each strike rang with fury, determination, and survival.

"If I'm not right for me~! I gotta be free, I just gotta be free~!" Weiss’s voice rose higher, her words trembling with passion as the music swelled around her, filling every corner of the hall like sunlight breaking through storm clouds.

Far away, Jaune’s breath came ragged and sharp, each step heavy as he ascended the ancient stone staircase. His armor was scorched, battered, and slick with blood—both his own and his enemies’. His sword arm ached, but still he pressed forward, his eyes burning with unshakable determination.

The steps trembled beneath him as a thunderous roar split the air. From above, a shadow fell over the ruins, and a dragon dropped down in front of him, its massive wings snapping the air like whips. It landed with such force that the stone beneath Jaune’s feet cracked.

Jaune stopped, glaring up at the towering beast. His grip tightened on Crocea Mors. There would be no turning back.

Before the dragon could take flight again, Jaune roared in defiance: "JOOR ZAH FRUL!"

The words of power echoed like rolling thunder. The dragon staggered mid-motion, its wings stiffening as invisible force crushed down on it. Its head whipped around in confusion, finding itself bound to the earth by Jaune’s shout.

Seizing the moment, Jaune sprinted forward with every ounce of strength he had left. His boots pounded against the cracked stone as he vaulted upward, leaping onto the dragon’s massive snout. With a furious cry, he plunged Crocea Mors down into its skull, the blade driving deep through scale and bone.

"Daring to try, to do it or dieeeeeee~!" Weiss’s voice hit its crescendo, her face radiant in the spotlight, pouring every ounce of herself into the final verse.

The dragon thrashed once, twice—then went still, collapsing lifeless at the base of the stairs. Jaune ripped his sword free, his chest heaving, his vision hazy from exhaustion. He turned and looked up at the summit: the swirling portal to Sovngarde, a radiant pillar of light reaching into the heavens.

Jaune dragged himself forward, each step heavier than the last. His health potions were gone. His magicka reserves were drained. He had nothing left but his will—and that would be enough.

"I won’t stop now…" he rasped under his breath, his voice barely more than a whisper.

At last, he reached the portal. The light bathed his battered form in its glow, warm and otherworldly, a promise of triumph and sacrifice intertwined. He stood there for a moment, staring up into it, and drew in one final breath.

Then Jaune stepped forward—and the ground vanished beneath him.

He felt himself lifted, rising upward as if carried on unseen wings. The weariness in his body seemed to fade, replaced by a strange, serene calm. As he ascended, a faint smirk tugged at his lips. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, he knew he was exactly where he was meant to be.

And as Weiss’s final note rang out, clear and soaring like a blade through the silence—

"I GOTTA BE MEEEEEEE~!!!"

—the world seemed to hold its breath.

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References

*Jaune piloting the X-Jet while being chased by Fighter Jets*

Scott: Jaune! Go faster!

Jaune: I'm givin' it all she's got capin'!

Rogue: Now ain't the time to be quotin' Star Trek!

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Scott: What do you want from me, Jean?

Jean: I'd like the truth, Scott!

Jaune: *From the doorway* You can't handle the truth!

Jean: Jaune! Not now! *Closes the door on his face*

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Scott: And how do you plan on negotiating with Magneto?

Jaune: *Smirks* I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse

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*Jaune dressed as Victor Frankenstein carrying Baby Magnolia dressed as Frankenstein's monster*

Jaune: *Holds up his daughter* IT'S ALIVE! IT'S ALIIIIVVVEEE!!!

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Jaune: *Flirting with Wanda* You know how to whistle, don't you Wanda? You just put your lips together and blow

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*The X-Men trying to get down from the X-Wing*

Kurt: Any idea's on how to get down?

Kitty: Nope, what about you, Jaune? *Sees Jaune backing up and getting ready to run* Jaune? What are you-?

Jaune: *runs out of the X-Wing and freefalls* HIPPIE-KI-YAY MOOOTHERFUUUCKER!!!

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*Jaune busting through the door to rescue the New Mutants*

Jaune: Heeree's Johnny!

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*Jaune entering Avenger's Tower*

Jaune: Hot-Diggity-Dog! This place is magnificent!

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Jaune: I feel the need...

Scott: The need...!

Jaune/Scott: FOR SPEED!

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Jaune: I HAVE HAD IT WITH THESE MOTHERFUCKING SYMBIOTES ON THIS MOTHERFUCKING PLANET!

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Charles: Don't misbehave out there, Jaune

Jaune: *Smirks* Oh, I aim to misbehave

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Sinister: If you want me, you'll have to kill me

Jaune: Dead or alive, you're coming with me

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Jaune: Rogue, you're bleeding!

Rogue: *Tired but smirks* I... Ain't got time to bleed...

Jaune: *Smirks* I love you so much right now, but I still gotta take you to a hospital

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Jaune: *After seeing himself in his new costume* Groovy~!

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Jaune: *After killing a Sentinel* You're terminated fucker!

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*After using Franks Guns*

Jaune: Ugh *Tosses it away* So uncivilized...

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Ok, so now these results are making me wanna do two Jaune/DC fics, one where he ends up in the JL:U universe and one where he ends up in YJ.

(I kinda had one of Jaune ending up in Legion of Super Heroes universe on the back burner for a while now, since in that one, I had him being shipped with Ghost-Girl)

But the people have spoken! Perhaps soon... We'll get a Jaune/Justice League Story!

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Just watched The Fantastic 4 and let me tell you guys something...

HOLY FUCK WAS IT SO GOOD!

I think my favorite part of the entire movie was that they didn't just make Johnny the comic relief! I liked Shalla-Bal, she's awesome as the reluctant servant

(Idk why, I also kinda now ship Johnny and Shalla)

And of course, Galactis was the fatass he was!

Me and My brother had this theory that Galactus would win and that Franklin would somehow take himself and his family to the main MCU... spoiler alert that doesn't happen (But I ain't gonna tell you what happens).

Also... Kevin Feige was asked if the ship in Thunderbolts was the same ship in Fantastic four and is said it wasn't or that it's not the exact same ship meaning two things...

its a completely different F4 entering the MCU (I've had this theory on the back burner that all the chair in the DOOMSDAY teaser was just the actors that were able to get after having to rework Doom as the New Big Bad meaning we might get other characters who were in Marvel movies before the MCU got organized and we might see the old F4 back even for a cameo (but Idk how that would work since if Deadpool 3 is somewhat canon, then the old F4 team is dead with Johnny dying in that movie)

The first theory is completely wrong and Marvel would do something that cool (Which makes sense since it would also be a bit expensive to bring back so many actors) and its the new F4 but in a newer ship and are for some reason going into the Main MCU (because the incursions are happening!)

Also, when the mid-credit scene happen, the entire theater went fucking crazy! I nearly jumped outta my seat!

Anyway, I hope I didn't spoil anything for anyone and highly recommend you go and see it!

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Finally! A new Chapter of DawnKnight is out!

(Guess my writers block wasn't as bad as I thought!)

FANFIC / A03 / WATTPAD

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It's finally that time of year, I guess...