#RWBY Drabbles

[bridgyrose]

Weiss assumes everyone has ridden a horse/pony before... only to find that the only person who doesn't fall off in the first five minutes is Jaune.

“Oh come on, it’ll be fun,” Weiss said as she walked her friends over to the corral with a smile on her face. “This is going to be a nice and relaxing day to take our minds off finals.” 

“And how, exactly, is horseback riding relaxing?” Yang asked. 

Weiss stopped at the gate and looked back at her friends. “Why wouldnt it be relaxing?” 

“Because its an animal that can potentially break our necks?” Jaune asked more than he said. “I dont know if this is a good idea.” 

“You have nothing to worry about.” Weiss opened the gate and took the reins of one of the horses. “Its easy enough to ride them and these horses have been trained to let people on them. Plus, there’s ranch hands at the ready in case anything spooks the horses. Everything about this today is going to be safe.” 

Nora walked over to one of the horses. “If Weiss says its easy, how hard could it be?” 

Weiss nodded and watched as Nora got up onto the horse… and then slipped off when she couldnt get her footing in the stirrups. With a heavy sigh, she walked over and helped Nora get steady before taking a few steps to let Nora try to get the horse moving. Then, she watched as the others tried their hands. Blake seemed to get up the easiest, but couldnt seem to stay steady once the horse started moving. Ren and Pyrrha struggled with getting up onto it, Pyrrha worried about hurting it and Ren unable to keep his balance. Even Ruby and Yang, the two she would’ve expected to ride a horse easily, struggled to get onto their horses correctly or even to stay on while the horses were moving. 

She pinched the bridge of her nose. “Okay, this is going to be harder than I thought…” 

“Not our faults that we’ve never ridden a horse before,” Ruby said as she held her horse by the neck to keep stable. “Some of us have only watched it in shows or movies.” 

“It shouldnt be *that* hard to ride a horse.” 

“Its not, but sometimes it takes a bit for people to really learn how to do it,” Jaune said. 

Weiss looked over at him, expecting for him to be falling off, only to be surprised to see that he seemed to be the only one of her friends that was capable of riding a horse. Even as he brought the horse to a quick trot, he seemed to hold on fine and almost professionally as he kept himself up right and gentle with the horse. “Where… where did you learn to ride like that?” 

Jaune brought the horse to a stop next to Pyrrha and got off to help her up. “My parents had a friend who owned horses and would ask us to help take care of them. Riding lessons were put up as payment, so my sisters and I all learned how to ride a horse.” 

“I guess that makes sense.” Weiss watched her team continue to struggle with their own horses and started to make her way towards them. “You want to help your team while I help mine?” 

Jaune nodded. “Sure thing.” 

Weiss paused for a moment as she watched Jaune make his horse trot over to Nora. It was almost too easy to envision him as a knight from the romance novels she read, a blush crossing her cheeks when she thought about it. If he were to bulk up and get a set of armor that fit him-

“W-Weiss!” Ruby called out from hanging under her horse. “A-a little help?” 

Weiss shook her head as she was pulled out of her own thoughts and started to make her way over. “How did you do that?” 

“I tried to get on and I dont think I set the saddle on quite right.” 

“Its not that hard. Just drop to the ground and we’ll set it right.” 

“I dont think I-” Ruby winced as she dropped on the ground. “Nevermind!” 

Weiss pinched the bridge of her and took a deep breath. “This will be a relaxing day… as soon as I teach them how to stay on their horses correctly.”

[the-elegant-necromancer]

Who says magic has rules? Part 1

Jaune is running with Cinder in hand after he came to save her from Salem. She took a hit for him before they could escape. Now they flee trying to find a way out of Evernight

Cinder: *Being carried by Jaune* You know the worst thing about dying like this is?

Jaune: You are not dying on me! Not now! *Starts using his semblance*

Cinder: I don't know who the power should go to *her eye starts to close*

Jaune: *Still running trying to find a way out* Its staying with you! You are the Fall Maiden, no one else!

Cinder: *Her breathing starts to slow* Its no good, we both know its over.

Jaune: No its not, not when I just found you! *panting heavily as he sets her down against the stone wall to focus on healing her*

Cinder: I wonder if I can give it to you...

Jaune: Cinder, you know that wont work... its magic, it has rules

Cinder: Who says... *she struggles to breathe*

Jaune: Ozpin made it-

Cinder: I was't supposed to be able *sighs with a hard breathe* to steal

Jaune: *Still trying to heal her as best he can* What is there to lose Huh?

Cinder: Just hold me.

Jaune: *holds her in his lap. Arms around her. Still using his semblance to heal her.* Please, don't leave

Cinder: I don't want to. *She sighs long and falls still*

Jaune: Cinder?

Cinder: ...

Jaune: Firelight?

Cinder: ...

[novankenn]

That’s it! You’re having a time-out… (100 words)

Pyrrha: But…

Jaune: Ah. No speaking. You and Nora are in time-out for the next ten minutes.

Nora: We…

Jaune: Ah. No talking either, Nora, or do you want me to add another ten minutes?

Nora and Pyrrha shake their heads while looking at the floor while seated on Jaune’s bed.

Jaune: I don't understand what is going on with you two. Flashing Ruby. Assaulting Yang, and now this? It’s like you’re trying too hard to get someone’s attention…

Pyrrha and Nora blush, hoping Jaune finally clues in.

Jaune: If you are… this is NOT the way to get it.

[frickingnerd]

put your sweet lips on mine

pairing: weiss schnee x gn!reader

summary: weiss asks you for a kiss... in her own way!

“i need you to do me a favour!”

weiss stood in front of you, something about her appearance clearly… different.

“sure, what's the favour?”

“i need you to kiss me!”

you thought you misheard her.

“i'm sorry, what…?”

“i want to wear this lipstick but i need to make sure it won't smudge!”

a soft chuckle left your lips. without saying another word, you stepped forward and lifted weiss’ chin gently, before pressing your lips onto hers.

when you pulled away again after a couple seconds, your face hovered close to hers and you smiled amused.

“if you wanted a kiss, you could've just asked~”

[fanfictionsrookie]

Ruby awoke to the stark white of a frozen window and the snow beyond. The frost peaking from behind a partly opened curtain, reached through the air to caress the skin uncovered by a tangled and haphazardly strewn blanket. The morning chill, kept at bay by the strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling the Huntress tight against the mass of muscle, tussled hair and fur which was an eternal beacon of unnatural, but sought after warmth.

The in- and exhale which soaked such warmth in her chest was nestled in the back of Ruby's neck, where the Beast was hiding from the stream of light. Ruby turned around to catch a glimpse of Cinder's face, chuckling when she was met with a defiant groan which worked her way tighter against the Huntress' back.

"Good morning."

Ruby drawled, voice rough from misuse, but as much so as the rumble from the Beast's chest. It was as much as an acknowledgement Ruby was going to get, but still she continued to coax.

"We should start getting up soon. Emerald has started making breakfast I'm sure."

As if to convince the other, Ruby's stomach grumbled. Only to be met with a low whine to which Ruby couldn't help to snicker at. Shuffling the rest of the blankets to turn around and nudge a single amber eye to look up at her from out the shade. Basking in the moments of silence, Ruby combed her fingers through dark and wispy hair and meeting Cinder's gaze, dilating with recognition and attention as she woke.

"Sleep well?"

A purr of content rumbled against Ruby's chest and Cinder's eyes closed with a sharp-toothed smile working it's way on her gave as her tail snaked around Ruby's hip. The Huntress could only smile in turn, knowing that getting the Beast untangled and out of bed would be nothing short of a battle.

But why the haste?

Ruby could do with a few more minutes...

[imjusthereforironwood]

Just Breathe

"Alright, now try to squeeze the stress ball."

Colonel James Ironwood inhaled through his nostrils as he attempted to flex his mechanical fingers. The movement felt so... foreign. Even when James puts all his focus into it, he barely managed to make the prosthetic lightly grip the stress ball. He's been trying to adapt to his replacement parts, but progress had been slow.

"I'm trying," James said, his teeth gritted. He wasn't going to give up so easily. He focused himself wholly on squeezing the ball.

"Do you need some help?" someone said, their voice distant in James's ears.

"I'm fine!" Ironwood snapped back. "I can do this myself."

James could feel the implant in his forehead burning as he tried to will his right hand to squeeze. He heard another voice, but he couldn't quite tell what it was saying. Suddenly, a searing pain shot through his nervous system, shocking him to his core.

It hurts. Oh, Brothers, what is happening? I feel it again. My arm and leg, aching, tearing, rending. Someone help me, it hurts! I can feel how wrong this body is. These limbs aren't mine!

He could feel his lungs operating independently, one prosthetic, one organic. James wasn't getting enough oxygen.

James felt a hand hold his left hand. He looked over.

It was one of the doctors that had constructed his prosthetics. Dr... Pietro Polendina, that's it. James could hear the whirring and clicking of Pietro's robotic chair. His wide face had a calm, gentle smile on it.

"You overclocked the prosthetics, Colonel Ironwood," Pietro said, his tone quiet and thoughtful, giving James's hand a gentle squeeze. "You're hyperventilating, but you're going to be ok. Just...breathe with me for a second. In through the nose...and out through the mouth."

James, focusing on the man's words, began following the doctor's rhythmic breathing. In, out, in, out. The prosthetic lung began functioning in sync with his organic lung, and the burning sensation went away from his arm. He realized that he was still holding Pietro's hand and let go.

"Don't worry, this isn't uncommon among people adapting to new parts," Pietro said with a warm smile. "You're a resilient man, Colonel Ironwood, and you've shown remarkable progress considering how extensive the replacements are. You'll be firing on all cylinders in no time, but you have to take this one step at a time."

"Please...just call me James," Ironwood said with a small smile of his own.

[imjustheretoseetheprivateblogs]

🌹🔥

🌹-The first time he kissed her knuckle, Ruby had short-circuited.

Knuckles were for bashing Grimm in the face, they were never supposed to touch people’s lips. At least, not the lips of someone as nice as Oscar.

They’d been out in the city, enjoying a lull in the action and the coolness of Vacuo’s night in comparison to its days and she’d commented that they had the same gloves.

Oscar told her they didn’t but Ruby insisted that yes, they had the same gloves and held them up so he could get a better look. Oscar had taken Ruby’s hand and inspected it. Then, without warning, he touched his lips to her middle knuckle.

🔥-“This spot taken?”

Jaune wondered if the bartender had spiked the Shirley Temple he’d ordered when he saw the person who had asked the question. She was broad shouldered with an eye-catching figure, accentuated by the cocktail dress that segued from yellow to deep orange and the simple gold jewelry that matched it.

Her most striking feature, however, was the mass of golden hair that seemed to be trying to escape the single hair tie that held it in a ponytail.

Jaune focused on her face and tried to find his voice again.

“No,” he said.

Ms. Gorgeous smiled, and sat down on the stool beside him before waving over the bartender.

Put 🌹,❄️, 🐈‍⬛, or 🔥 in my inbox and I’ll put a drabbles or line for a pairing with the corresponding Team RWBY girl

[owl127]

bumblebly drabble - rwby v9

Blake’s fingers are long and delicate, most calloused where they meet the softer palm. Her nails are clean and cut short, and Yang loses herself in the feeling of the smooth keratin sliding into skin and back to fingernails. Yang’s touch is light in the dark hut, and the night birds coo outside in tandem with Jaune’s snores. Her left fingers trace patterns on Blake’s hand, as delicate as Yang can be, following tendon lines down to the knuckles and once more all the way to the tip.

"Can’t sleep?"

Yang’s fingers freeze and her eyes widen at the whispered question, gulping at being caught. Blake breathes a chuckle and interlaces their fingers. "Sorry," Yang whispers, but she doesn’t let her hand go. "Did I wake you?"

"I’ve always been a night owl, anyway." Blake snuggles closer to Yang, as if their sleeping bags hadn’t been touching. "You okay?" There’s nothing new in the worry in Blake’s voice, but the tender touch on Yang’s cheek is new, enticing, and a little scary. Yang closes her eyes at the warmth rising in her cheeks.

"Hard to sleep with the day we had," she confesses into the semi-darkness, her lips brushing Blake’s cheek. "I can’t stop thinking about you."

Blake traces Yang’s cheek and jaw, a feathery touch that makes Yang want to float, to scream, to do anything but go to sleep.

"That’s pretty standard for me," Blake says, her voice a secret. "I’m usually thinking about you every night."

Yang's cheeks flare with emotions she cannot name. "How can you say things like that so easily?"

"Because it’s the truth."

Yang rolls on her back, an undignified grunt leaving her throat. "This is not going to help me sleep."

Blake rests her head on Yang’s shoulder, finding her hand over a beating heart. "What can I do to help?"

"Stop saying you’re thinking about me every night, for starters."

"You loved that."

"I did. And I love you." Yang leans down for a chaste kiss, and Blake hums into it as their lips part.

"I love you too," she murmurs and goes for another kiss, deepening it with a pass of her tongue.

"I love you both"—Weiss’ voice cuts through the night, and both Yang and Blake stop moving—"but I will kick you out to sleep with the magical reindeer if you don’t stop right at this second."

There’s shuffling from Ruby and Weiss’ side, and Yang purses her lips. "Sorry," she says, and Weiss responds with,

"If I hear kissing again, I’m kicking you out."

Blake’s ears twitch as Yang pulls her closer, their legs bumping. "Do you really think she would—"

"Yes," Blake answers before Yang can try for another kiss. "But I’m still here. Like I promised."

Yang lifts Blake’s hand to her lips and leaves a kiss there. "I know."

"Good night, Yang."

"Good night, Blake.” After a beat, Yang adds, “Good night, Weiss.” 

"For the gods, just shut up, you two."

[madmanwonder]

“Will you—” Only for the blonde to be shushed by sole gloved finger attached to beautiful amazonian redhead.

“No need say it, Jaune,” Pyrrha said softly as she took her finger from Jaune lips as she looked at her lover of several years.

“And the answer is a big yes~!” She answered with a broad beaming grin on her beautiful, smiling visage.

[powertaco]

You use me, and I use you

Weiss had been dragged to a party against her will by her roommate who of course ditched her the moment she got there.

Can she salvage the night, can it turn into something better than she'd ever thought?

[bridgyrose]

Ruby panted and looked at the score, pained to see that Coco still managed to destroy more targets than she did without using her minigun. Not that she was surprised by it with how distracted she’d been. “Okay, you win.” 

“Great,” Coco said as she put her purse down. “Now talk. I’ve seen what you can handle and that… that wasnt you out there.” 

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Ruby answered as she folded up her scythe and sat down. “Its not love, its just a distraction. Maybe I’ve spent too much time with them.” 

Coco shook her head and moved to sit down near Ruby. “Sounds like love to me.” 

“I dont love.” 

“Love’s complicated. Take it from someone who’s been trying to figure out what Velvet means to me.” 

Ruby went quiet as she tried to think about what Coco had told her, though none of it made sense to her. Love was a word that eluded her, a feeling that she never really felt except for those she considered family. She was certain she loved Yang, her dad, and Uncle Qrow, but Weiss and Blake… what she felt wasnt the same for them. Just like the boys she was supposed to have a crush on at Signal, or like how Jaune talked about Pyrrha. 

“I… I really dont think its love,” she said quietly. “I want to keep them close to me, it feels good to hear their opinions, my heart races when I see them or even think about them in a way that it’s never raced for anyone else. But at the same time, I dont want to do the same things with them that others want to do when they describe love. When Jaune talks about Pyrrha, he talks about how he wants to hold her, kiss her, maybe have a life with her. And when I see Weiss and Blake, I dont want any of that. I only want-” 

“-to see them happy and to be in their life?” Coco asked. 

“How did you know that?” 

“Its the same way for me with Velvet. I’ve known her for years, went to Pharos with her and silently kept my distance while wanting to be near her. And as much as others teased me about it, it was never about romance. It was about seeing the smile on her face when she was happy, being able to be friends with her, being close. Love doenst have to be romantic, it can be whatever that means to you.” 

“And how did you figure that out?” 

Coco shrugged and got up. “Never really figured it out completely. But, I did finally talk to her about it. I’m not saying you have to talk to Weiss and Blake, but you cant keep avoiding them either. Especially if all its going to do is distract you.” 

Ruby nodded and watched Coco walk off, then looked at the targets again. It was still easier to shoot and practice than to try to talk to her teammates, though Coco wasnt wrong that it kept her from being herself. She slowly picked herself up and pulled out her scroll as she texted Blake and Weiss, her fingers shaking with each press of a key. 

“Meet me in the library, I need to talk to you both.” 

prev

[pedanticat-scratching-post]

Pretending to be fine after a small incident, and their partner/friend asks them what’s wrong, which flips the switch and they can’t stop crying. And eventually tell their partner/friend about it

THIS BUT ITS ABOUT RUBY AND THE TEA PARTY

OR

OSCAR TRYING TO HIDE HOW BAD HE WAS WITHOUT HER AND HOW HE MISSED HER

“Ruby,” Oscar said. “I missed you.”

Ruby glanced softly at Oscar. “I missed-” she began to say only for the image of his bloodied corpse to flash in her mind. Unnerved, she quickly looked away from Oscar as she felt her heartbeat quicken.

“Ruby?” Oscar asked gingerly. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing,” Ruby said as she tried to keep her voice from quivering. “Just still can’t believe I’m finally back all,”

“It’s more than that,” Oscar replied. “Ever since you came back, you’ve been looking at me weirdly. And I can tell that you didn’t tell us everything that happened in the Everafter. So, what happened exactly?

Ruby took a shaky break as she could feel the tears well up in her eyes. She didn’t want to tell Oscar the real reason why she’d been acting the way she had towards him. She hadn’t even told her teammates about what happened at Neo’s twisted tea party. All she wanted to do was to leave that memory behind her like it was a bad dream. But she also knew that keeping this to herself wasn’t going to do her any good as well. So, she explained it all to him. How she had snapped at her team for feeling ignored, how Neo had tormented her, and how the most horrific part of that whole experience was how she killed an illusion of him. By the time she had finished unraveling it all for him, she could just look down at the ground as tears fell from her face.

“I know it wasn’t the real you, but seeing you like that….” Ruby trailed off.

Oscar shook his head. “You don’t need to explain Ruby. Seeing me like that…it couldn’t have been easy.”

Ruby clenched her fist with her nails biting into her skin. “I just hate this. I want to be happy that I’m seeing you again, but that moment just keeps flashing before my eyes and I can’t help but worry that you’ll be…”

Oscar closed the gap between him and Ruby with him gingerly resting a hand on her shoulder. “I can’t say that everything is going to be fine because who knows what the future has in store for any of us. But if I do die, it won’t be because of you. It’ll probably be because of me trying to do something heroic and reckless.”

Despite the somberness of those words, Ruby couldn’t help but chuckle. “And when did you get so reckless?”

Oscar shrugged “I don’t know. I think I picked it up from a certain huntress who’s been a bad influence on me.”

Ruby raised an eyebrow with a smirk crossing her face. “Oh, so I’ve been a bad influence on you?”  

“Actually, I was talking about Nora,”

Ruby scoffed and playfully slapped Oscar’s arm as the two began to laugh.  

[novankenn]

a Covenant

Weiss Schnee, Ilia Amitola, Jaune Arc...

All have suffered the pain of heart break. Can these wounded hearts heal one another? Do they even want to?

An epiphany… and discovery

A Question

An admission? Kinda of… not really…

Really???

Denials

All that for nothing?

Guide me Senpai!

An Explanation… or the start of one…

… and it continues

Questions… and an insult?

Tension in the… broom closet?

Nope… Not doing this alone

Being Talked Around

[frickingnerd]

Blake Belladonna Masterlist

oneshot

from the shadows

dating a high ranking member of the mafia isn't always easy. but when rival gang members beat you up, blake is there to comfort and avenge you!

drabble

[none yet]

headcanons

yandere blake belladonna

blake with a shy s/o

proposing to blake

blake dating a faunus

blake with a s/o who has adhd

polyamorous

poly relationship with team rwby

poly relationship with blake & yang

poly relationship with yandere!blake & yandere!yang

poly relationship with ruby, blake, weiss, penny & nora

love triangle

love triangle with yang & blake

[bubblegumm0th]

Hello!

I’ve noticed the Hazbin fandom is lowkey dying out so I’ve decided to finally start posting and creating drabbles/one shots here!

I’m still relatively new to this app so posting may be a little weird because I’m not used to the layout, but I’m giving it a shot!

So Hazbin isn’t the only fandom I can write for!

Here are some other fandoms I’m in that I’m willing to write!

<3 Slashers/Horror movie icons

<3 Helluva boss

<3 The hobbit

<3 Star Wars

<3 Supernatural

<3 Sherlock

<3 Marvel

<3 DC

<3 Hellboy (I don’t see enough love for these movies)

<3 FNAF

<3 The last of us

<3 RWBY

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🚨For the Hazbin drabbles and everything I will NOT be writing romantic/sexual ones for Alastor. As much as I love his character, writing romantic/sexual stories for him isn’t something I’m willing to do considering how he’s canonically aro/ace. Platonic I will absolutely do!🚨

🚨I will also not be writing ones for Valentino. I genuinely get the ick from his character. If you like him good on you but I do not. His design is cool. His personality makes me want to vomit🚨

Apart from those two characters. I do have limits on what I can write topic wise

Pedophilia, Incest, Rape/Sexual assault are hard no’s. It can be mentioned for backstory stuff if you wish to request something with that. But an actual story on it will be a hard no on my part

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X Reader stuff will always be Gender neutral because I want everyone to feel included when it comes to the stories I write!

If you have any requests and/or questions please feel free to ask! I’m always willing to answer!

[imjusthereforironwood]

Preparing for Promotion

Lieutenant General James Ironwood was pacing in his empty office, fiddling with his crimson red tie. The city lights bathed his office in blue, and night sky sparkled with starlight. Ordinarily, James may take a moment to appreciate the view, perhaps even look for his favorite constellations. But tonight, he was feeling stressed, his hands shaking a bit as he tried to make a Windsor knot. The movements of his prosthetic fingers were not as fluid as they normally were

I thought I stopped having these problems with my mechanical parts years ago. This is almost as bad as those first few weeks of recovery.

There was a certain level of irony to this situation. Ironwood could stare down and fight an Ursa Major one on one and not feel any stress, but put him on stage to formally accept his new position as General of the Atlesian Armed Forces and he was practically sweating bullets.

A light knock on his office broke him out of his headspace. Opening the door revealed...

"Hello, James," Ozpin said, leaning heavily on his cane. "May I come in?"

James blinked, and stood aside for the fellow Headmaster, allowing Oz to enter. He was dressed in a black suit with a charcoal vest beneath, completed with a forest green cravat and polished wingtip shoes.

"Of course...I must say I'm suprised you came all the way from Vale, Oz."

"Well, tonight is a special occasion," Ozpin said with a cryptic smile. "You don't mind if I bring along a plus one, do you?"

Before James could reply, a familiar sigh came from the doorway. Blonde hair tied back into a bun, analytical green eyes behind cat eyed glasses, and a stern expression. Yep, it was Headmistress of Beacon Academy, Glynda Goodwitch. She strutted in and closed the office door behind her.

She was wearing a sleek purple strapless dress, and had a small golden necklace around her neck, an old birthday gift from Ironwood.

"Honestly, James, we had to go through so much security just to speak with you," Glynda said with a scowl. "We were stopped four times, on top of going through a full search going through the checkpoint."

"Ah, it's good to see you, Glynda," James said, his shoulders a bit tensed up. "Glad you could make it. My apologies for the greeting, I would have come down to meet you myself if I had known."

Her sour expression softened a bit when she saw the bags under James's eyes, the stress apparent on his face, and how disheveled he appeared.

"You haven't been sleeping lately," she said, snapping her finger and using Telekinesis to fix James's tie and smooth out his hair. "Is it your prosthetics again?"

"I'm fine, it's fine," Ironwood stated, pacing a bit, his breathing becoming more rapid. "It just feels like...like we're being fought at every turn."

The Council is too caught up in pandering and racial politics to see the bigger picture, Jacques is making it exceedingly difficult to purchase Dust for the military, likely because I ordered investigations into misconduct in his mines. I know he's using faunas slave labor in his Mistral operations, but local authorities over there and his cronies here cover up the evidence. The White Fang has begun taking extreme measures, including the assassination of government officials. And then there's the matter of ... her."

As though Ozpin could read Ironwood's mind, he placed a surprisingly firm hand on the much taller Headmaster's shoulder.

"You are being fought, because the actions you are taking are important," Oz said with a wise smile. "You are a good man, James, and you have a conviction to do what's right, even at great sacrifice to yourself. But you need to remember that you're not alone."

"He's right," Glynda said, her hand on James's other shoulder. "You took on these positions because you wanted to protect your kingdom and all of Remnant. There will be protest because you're changing things, but you have more allies than you believe."

A small, grateful smile crossed James's face, and his breathing evened out again. He could carry on with the knowledge that he wasn't alone, that they could protect the world together.

Ozpin reached into his vest pocket and pulled out a silver pocket watch.

"You should probably head over, your promotion ceremony will begin soon," the old headmaster said with a smile.

"Do you have your speech prepared?" Glynda asked as she pushed her cat eyed glasses up, opening the office door with her Semblance.

"Of course I do," James said with a chuckle.

And it turned out to be a wonderful speech...with an extremely awkward outro.