#aside it's genderbender and white of course

[hungnitan]

HSR x Fate UBW coming in Q3 2025 !

(I write these in mind for anyone doesn't know Fate series at all)

For now it's unknown will it come with stories or just skin or full pack with playable UBW character

Not long ago HSR had interview with FGO team, the magazine only release their Q&A but considering both side love each other project, these collab shouldn't really suprising. If there's suprising fact is why only UBW not FGO directly ? Since there is no info about collab details, let's make some analysis for now :

FGO especially Fate series is really big world ! If you need comparasion, it's not only Honkai Impact world but all Hoyoverse become one and you need to know at least a bit of each title to make sense about Fate series !

Continuing point above, which is the reason they gave us years for this collab ! Their developer consider years should be enough for player to quick read most Fate series franchise (lol)

Fate as whole already into their 20 years old now so it's kinda impossible for anyone to learn that series from start (even I only know fifty percent of it). So to make it simple, they just pick their well known franchise but not making players too confused about their world building which is Fate Stay Night. UBW is decent choice considering what's happened with other two.

If anyone need comparasion, UBW kinda like GGZ in term of popularity and reminiscing (lol) while FGO kinda like former Genshin in term of popularity.

I kinda saw FGO pretty desperate nowdays or maybe they're already out of idea to promote Fate series onward. For anyone doesn't know, FGO was the king of mobile gacha games but after Genshin release their revenue drop sharply and with more Chinese gacha games out lately, you can say now it's their lowest situations so to be honest Fate series feels like gonna dying sooner or later which is this collab came.

I can say for sure that this collab came from HSR side since those otaku ops growth like now while watching/reading Fate series (lol) so I think there's no way HSR or even Fate team will slack off especially for storytelling since it's Fate main selling (if there's one for collab later lol)

Onto collab prediction since it's specifically UBW, means the main character is either Rin or/and Emiya. Maybe anyone still not read questionable leaks but there's info this collab need two version to finish means there's at least four and max six new character avaliable later. Considering UBW stories, I can think of Saber and Gilgamesh or maybe Kirei can join the roaster too.

Now for everyone who doesn't know Fate series and need pointer for later collab, first please watch Fate Stay Night, it have three titles with same story premise but different PoV with different ending (Fate Stay Night 24 episode -> Fate Stay Night Unlimited Blade Works 1 movie -> Fate Stay Night Heaven's Feel 3 parts movie). Next it's Fate Stay Night prologue, Fate Zero 24 episode and you're good to breakthrough the collab only.

Sounds simple right, which is the reason they choose Unlimited Blade Works for collab. If FGO, you could swarm yourself with 9 years FGO lore materials + other works with and without "Fate" titles on it (lol)

[sweetkiitsunez]

── .✦ 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬

𖹭.ᐟ warning: nsfw content (18+) + Dom!Sae Itoshi and Dom!Saeko Itoshi + Sub!Afab!Reader + Threesome (MFF) + Love Corner (bcs sae likes reader and saeko likes reader) + Saeko and Sae are both twins (fictional) + p in v + pussy eating & rubbing + squirting + fingering + accidental walk in + a lot of kisses and marking + fingering and overstimulation + pet names + dubcon + kissing, a lot of kissing + unprotected sex

a/n: Saeko is fictional and was just made up genderbend ver of Sae sorry for ooc

You aren't aware that Sae had a twin. You only know that Sae had a younger brother, Rin Itoshi. You never met Saeko since Sae rarely mentions about his siblings. Until you came over to his parents' house. You had dated him for almost 5 months now, until you stumbled upon a family photo, placed on the console table surrounded by picture frames of family's photo and other house's decor. Of course, you recognize Sae, Rin... and another female standing besides Rin with a blank expression and doesn't seems to be smiling, just like Sae in the picture. She's looks exactly like him... could it be...?

"are you coming?" You heard Sae is calling for you, upstairs. You forgot... Sae's parents aren't here. It's just the two of you. Rin will be home, soon. Shaking your mind off as you held that question in your thoughts as you follow him upstairs to his room. The magenta hair male open his bedroom door and moves to the side to let you in first.

The moment you take a good look around his bedroom. "...You seem shock that I have a twin sister." Hearing his cold demeanor voice from behind, quickly turning your head when he opens his mouth.

Those cold teals eyes staring at you, like he is digging inside your soul. "...w...what's her name?" You asks, with a nervous smile on your face.

"Saeko." He answered, shoving his hands in his pockets of his white tracker jacket.

"...Oh..." you answer, "...S-She's pretty..." Giving him a small smile, trying to be polite, a small heat appears on your cheeks as the two stare at each other.

"..."

"..."

The silence is loud as Sae continues to stare at you, feeling nervous, if you had offended Sae or the whole Itoshi's bloodline. You can feel the sweat dripping down on your back to the back of your clothes.

"...Sae, did I-" you open your mouth, about to speak, until he interrupts you.

"You like her, do you?" Sae asks, straightforward which that caught you off guard. You never met his twin sister before, aside you indeed met Rin, the youngest brother of the Itoshi's family.

"What...? N-no, I... I personally never get to meet her..." you stumbles as you tries to waves it off that you don't want to be rude, to the Japanese prodigy that you are dating! That's cheating, right? You love him, and he knows that. He wants to test your boundaries. He steps forward with his hands in your pocket. He towers you, with his teals piercing eyes staring into yours.

"...Prove that you love me." The magenta hair soccer player spoke, his voice fill... coldness and seriousness, too. It's scary... you also love him.

Without thinking, you lean forward, capturing his lips. He doesn't seems surprised or stepped back. You can feel his hands gripping your shoulders blade, in a tight grip. The sounds of lips smacking, yours and Sae's tongues dances on each other as saliva is dripping down your chin. Your fingers digs into his white tracker jackets. You can hear his low grunt escapes from his mouth as he continues to kiss you, completely breathless, like he is addicted to you. Feeling his hands slowly moves from your shoulders' blade up to cup your heated flustered cheeks, holding you.

"...I'm gonna... f-fucking ruin you..." he lets out a low growl. You couldn't have enough time to breath as you are a mess.

---

"I can't- please- I can't- AH!" The sounds of your high-pitched cries & moans. Your fingers dig into his magenta hair while the Japanese prodigy is sucking and eating your pussy. Sucking and licking all of your wet jucies like he is some kind of madman who never ate good food. His fingers dug your thighs, preventing your legs from closing in. Your clothes were stripped, while Sae didn't. He was impatient enough to torn your clothes and push you on his bed.

"Stay still, don't move your hips..." He groans, sounded annoyed. Feeling his erection poking his boxer while he continues to eat your pussy. His tongue swirls your sensitive clit as you couldn't help, tremble and cry louder. The back of your hands is covering your eyes, toes curls. While Sae continues to slurp and suck your now sensitive clit.

"Whoa, looks what the cat dragged in... shouldn't had closed your door." A female voice emerged from outside of Sae's bedroom, causing you to freeze, lifting your head to see who it was. You know it's not... the mother...

Your eyes widen in horror as you met face-to-face with Sae's twin, Saeko. She is standing there, holding a duffel bag over her shoulder and her hand shoved inside her white tracker jacket.

"You came home early." Sae let out a small scoff, wiping his chin with his wrist with annoyed expression on his face that his twin sister is back. They... They indeed look exactly the same...! Same hair color, eyes, their infamous bottom eyeslashes, expression, and tone... and same personality...?

Saeko's teal eyes met yours as she leans against the doorframe of Sae's room. You notices her eyes is roaming your naked body, embarrassingly covering yourself. She already taken a liking of you. What you didn't noticed that... Saeko already liked you. She never got a chance to introduce herself to you, but her twin brother made himself clear that he is possessive of you. You belongs to him. She wants to steal you away from her twin brother. She thinks you're cute when she borrow her twin brother's phone to contact mom, until she accidentally click on the notification from your text messages. A picture of you sending Sae a quick selfie of yourself. You look... so beautiful and cheerful...

"You're..." you mumbles, meeting Saeko's eyes.

"I'm Saeko. I'm Sae's twin sister. Pleasure meeting you..." You watched when she dropped her duffel bag down, entering her twin brother's room. Without hesitant, Saeko grabs your forearm, pulling for a kiss. You and Sae are surprised. You can feel her tongue swirls and dances your tongue, letting out a whimper and your arousal slowly climbing in the heat, letting her taste every part of you. You felt a forceful pull, interrupting a kiss. You can feel Sae's arms wraps around your naked waist. Your back leaning against his white tracker suit. Saeko didn't seems surprised, still giving him a blank stare, also annoyed. Sae is glaring at his sister, like she had committed a crime or something.

"You don't touch what's mine." Sae threatened, his teal eyes glaring at his twin sister.

"...Hmph, I can treat them better." Saeko licks her lips, her thumb gently wipes the bottom of her lips.

"They belongs to me." Sae hugs your naked body, tighter.

The bedroom is filled with intense vibes. It's like being in a room full of two wolves. He doesn't like to share. Not with Rin. Not with Shidou and not even his twin sister that already taken a liking of you. She wants you. She wants you badly. She wants to steal you away from Sae. Her eyes still remain staring at you, itching to snatch you away from her twin brother and kiss you again. You taste good...

"...So, how about this..." She said, slowly stepping towards you and Sae. She is standing in front of you as your body is being sandwiched between Sae and Saeko. "...How about, we make them cum to see who can pleasure them more?"

Saeko suggested causing your body to shiver. Sae remain glaring at his sister. He seems... to agree with his twin sister? Quite... unexpected. "...Hmph, I can see why not." Sae agree with a small scoff escapes from his lips.

You felt your spine shiver and feeling your cheeks flustered. Their eyes foucs on you. Saeko's hand cups your cheeks, giving you a gentle squeeze, forcing you to look at her. "Do you think you can handle us?" She spoke, causing your spine to melt, the way she spoke while cupping your cheeks with her one hand.

"...Hmph, they're ready." Sae scoffs, swatting his sister's hand away from your cheek, stealing a kiss from you. His tongue swirls against yours. Your nails dug into the sleeves of his white tracker. Saeko, not wanting to feel left out as jealously raising inside her, leaning forward attacking your bare neck. Sucking and biting your flesh while you let out a muffled whimper noises. Her fingers roams around your breasts, playing your nipple. Her lips moves away from your neck as she begins to suck your right breasts, sucking and lapping your nipples while toying your left nipple. Your body is trembling from this pleasure, while Sae's fingers dug your cheeks. He wants you to focus on him, him only.

"...I think they're ready..." Saeko slowly pulls away, her other hand gently massage, your already overestimated pussy, causes you to flinch and yelp.

"...They are." Sae, too, pulls away, cupping his one hand your arousal expression on your face. Cheeks are hot, drooling like a dog during a hot summer.

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"Ah...! Mm...! Ngh...! C-Can't- Oh! Fuck!" Your moans echos in the bedroom, legs spread, naked, your back is leaning against Saeko's chest while she is toying your nipples, whispering praises in your ears. While Sae continues to eat your pussy, his hands gripping your thighs to preventing it from closing. Your fingers clenched on the bedsheets and on Saeko's white tracker sleeves. You can feel Sae's low grunt and his tongue lapping every single jucies and swirling your sensitive clit.

"Ah-! No! Too much! Too much!" You cries, squirming, while Saeko still had her arms around, preventing you from squirming too much. Tears are already forming in your eyes and Saeko kisses your teary eyes and cheeks.

"Shh... you're doing great... let out your pretty moans for us..." She whispers, pecking her soft lips against your heated up cheeks, a kiss to distract you from Sae. Her fingers continues to toying your already sensitive nipples. Until you feel, Sae's finger inserts inside of your walls. Your body jolts, causes you to squirm and cry. He slowly insert another fingers, into your warm walls.

"Tight..." he hisses. His two fingers wiggle and begins to move inside of your walls while he continues to eat you out.

"N-no! Ah! Please-!" A shakey cry escapes from your lips, "Ah-! Ngh...! Ah! ...A-Ah!"

Saeko's hand covers your eyes. Slowly moving her body to suck the left side of your breasts/nipples. Your body is overestimated. You can only hear your breathless moans and the sound of Sae and Saeko lapping every part of your body. It's good. It's feels so good...! Her hand slowly removing from your teary eyes, moving towards your neglected right breast as she begins to pinched and swirl your right breasts, adding more heat inside of your body. Your body is screaming from too much pleasure.

Sae's fingers found your g-spot as you let out a quick gasp escape from your lips, which that gotten Saeko's attention.

"Look how good you take it..." she whispers in your ear, connecting her lips against yours, muffled your pretty moans.

Sae pumping his two fingers faster insides your tight, warm walls. His tongue is slurping and lapping your pussy and already overestimated clit. Your body is already trembling, hard. Your fingers already dug Saeko's white tracker jacket, causing it to wrinkle.

Sae wants you to make you cum. His dick is throbbing from his pants. Demanding that he wants to fuck you, badly. He wants to be inside of you, so badly. Sae quickly pulls away, since he didn't have the patient of eating you out anymore.

"Screw this... I can't take it anymore." Sae growled under his breath.

This caught Saeko attention, her lips immediately pulled away from yours. "What the fuck, do you mean?" She asks, not sounding pleased and also annoyed.

Sae immediately pulls down his pants and remove his boxer. Not condom, no protection. He immediately grabs your legs, quickly pulling you away from Saeko, causing you to yelp. Laying on your back on the bed. He didn't hesitate and began to bury himself into your warm walls. You letting out an exhaling moans escapes from your lips. He grips your thighs, he begins to thrust in and out of your tight, warm walls.

"Ah-! Ah...! Mm...! Ah! T-Too fast...!" The sound of your moans and cries. It's smells like intoxicating sex in here. The sound of wet skin slapping echos in the room. Saeko leans forward, gently massage your lower abdomen, feeling a bulge from your tight warm walls, causing you to squeal.

"Look how beautiful you look all spread out..." Saeko softly coos in between your ear and cheek. She kept pecking kisses on your aroused face and continued to whispers praises at your ears.

You can hear Sae's low grunt, his hips continue to pound your insides. His pace isn't gentle, most likely rough. Saeko leans besides you, rubbing your lower abdomen, feeling the bulge and Sae's cock going in and out of your warm tight hole. Until you felt Saeko's hand guide down towards your clit, circling her fingers around your already overestimated clit.

"AH! T-Too much! AH!" Tilting your head back, letting out a loud moans mixs with cries escapes from your mouth. Your hands grips on Saeko's wrist, but she refuses to let go and continue to pleasure your clit while her twin brother continues to drive your already fucked warm walls, going in and out. The pace is too much as they're going faster, trying to edge you over.

"God, you feel amazing..." Sae groans, sweat dripping down his jawline and his half revealing unzipped white tracker jacket that he refuses to take it off due to him being impatient, having an urge to fuck you good.

The sounds of your moans echos in the room along with the sound of wet skin slapping. "You like that much, hm?" Saeko whispers, hinting a scent of sharp, cool air with the acent of sharpened herbs. It's quite addicting... the sharp exhale escapes from Sae's lips while he continues to slam his length deeply inside you, kissing your cervix causing you to roll your eyes back.

"...you feel that? Don't hold back your orgasm... I wanna hear it..." Saeko whispers, feeling her small breath into your ears, made you shivers.

"A-Ah! Please...! Wanna come! Ah! AH! A-Ah!" You pleaded, clenching on Saeko's wrist, tightly. It doesn't hurt her, continuing to rub her fingers against your already overestimated clit. They can see that your body is twitching, like crazy. They knew that you're gonna come soon. They're didn't stop as you are crying and trembling from this overwhelming stimulation pleasure.

The Itoshi's twins continue to pleasure your body like you are some kind of toy for them, but you are perfect for them.

"W-wanna cum, you pretty lilttle thing...?" Sae croak, his teal eyes staring down at you. He hasn't stopped driving his cock deeply inside your walls. God, you feel good... he is addicted. The sounds of your moans and cries are like music to his ears.

"I need it! Please! AH! Ah! Aah!" You beg, tears roll down your cheeks, and your breath is breathless. The bed is creaking despite how hard that he is pumping his cock in and out.

"So pretty... so obedient..." Saeko murmurs, her other hands roams around your right breast and sucking your left breast. Her other hand foucs on overestimating your clit. Your mind is rushing as you couldn't foucs. It's too good. Your back arches, not even touching the wrinkled bedsheets. Her tongue swirls, biting causes you to flinch, then later sucking your nipple. Your mouth is wide open releasing all of the sweet moans and eyes closed.

Both you and Sae are feeling the shockwaves, releasing both of your climaxes. "F-fuck...! Ngh...! Ah... Ah..." Sae lets out a shudder grunt escape from his lips. The tip of his cock kisses your cervix, pushing it forward as he shoots his cum inside your womb. Meanwhile, Saeko manages to make your squirt, releasing all of your quivering orgasm as you watch that clear liquid squirt all over Sae and Saeko's fingers.

"Ah... Ah...!" Your body jerks, feeling Sae slowly removes his cock out of your used hole. He watches as his seeds slowly spills through your hole. They both watches you catching your breath. Saeko lifts her fingers that you managed to squirt all over her fingers and all over Sae's wrinkled white bedsheets. She licks your juices on her fingers... slightly sweet... and sour. She is addicted. She wants to hear more from you.

You're disheveled. Sae already fucked your stupid head and so does Saeko. You suddenly felt your head being lifted as Saeko captures another kiss. The kiss is messy as you're too tired to move. Sae's eyes widen when he watches his own twin sister kisses you again, tasting every single out of you.

"...It's my turn." She slowly pulls away from you, cupping your cheeks, then slowly look at her twin brother. Sae let out a scoff escapes from his lips, slightly furrowing his eyebrows. It's heavy and intoxicating here...

"Let's see if you can last longer..." Saeko response with a small smile crept on her face. "...Think you can handle me?"

𖹭.ᐟ: Part two anyone? Please let me know 🫶

[itsclydebitches]

Was planning on making this my own post, but I thought you would be more suited to discussing this sort of topic. Something I've noticed when it comes to the more prominent/important/strong female characters (Nora, Pyrrha, Penny, Robyn, Emerald, Sienna) is that RT often has the tendency of giving them masculine allusions (Thor, Achilles, Pinocchio, Robin Hood, Aladdin, Shere Khan) as if they are unable to stand on their own as characters unless they have that connection to a male character. 1/3

It is worth discussing! Yeah, I hesitate to call it a pattern just because, as you say, Team RWBY themselves are an exception to the rule  — and as the title characters of the story, they’re a pretty big exception. We also have good women allusions turned into good women characters (Glynda with The Good Witch, May with Maid Marian) and bad women allusions turned into good women characters (Winter with The Snow Queen — I don’t think she was ever meant to enter full antagonist territory, but that’s another post). So it’s not just a matter of saying, “RWBY models their strong women after male inspirations and turns all female inspirations into male characters.” It’s not that simple. But the fact that it’s not simple doesn’t mean there’s nothing there to unpack because I definitely understand the feeling you’re pointing to, anon. Team RWBY feels like it has the most thought put into it in terms of changing up these allusions, specifically when it comes to subversion: the little girl in a red hood who previously needed a hunter’s protection has become the hunter herself, Belle overcomes both her Gaston and the now evil Beast, Snow White extracts herself from her own abusive situation (with a little help from the Dwarves still), and Goldilocks is no longer lost and in need of basic necessities, but can rather punch her way out of any establishment  — like, say, a club. The execution of these themes aside (how Adam was handled, turning Jacques’ arrest into a joke, etc.), there’s a commonality here that works. Or at least, it works for me. Yet when we expand the allusions past our title team, things get... very messy. That’s when we start to hit on these concerns. 

I’d say the problem stems primarily from that lack of thought, not the act itself of turning women characters into men or vice versa. Meaning, as I’ve said in the past, RWBY’s use of allusions is terribly unreliable nowadays, and that’s not just in terms of plot expectations like, “Why did Penny have to become a flesh girl because Pinocchio, but Ironwood didn’t stay good because Tin Man?” It also includes these questions of why these changes were made and what sort of messages they send. As you lay out, why are so many of our heavy hitters  — the most talented huntress, the lightning-immune smasher, the Maiden android, etc.  — based on men? Why are many of the effeminate and “weaker” men  — Jaune the untrained, Ren the emotional councilor, Oscar the kid who wants to talk it all out  — based on women? Again, I don’t intend to sling any hard accusations, but rather to point out what’s likely a subtle, unconscious bias. To provide another example, I’ve seen talk recently about how RT (again, unconsciously) depicts the faunus, where all the good characters have culturally established “good” animal features and all the bad character have culturally established “bad” features. It’s cat ears, rabbit ears, sheep ears, monkey tails, dog tails, and beautifully changing skin color vs. scorpion tails, spiderwebs, bull horns, tiger ears, bat wings, and crocodile scales. Is it a perfect 1:1 divide? No, Ghira has panther claws and Fennec has fox ears, but there’s enough there for us to go, “RT tends to give the good guys cute features and/or features we associate with safe animals, whereas the bad guys tend to get ugly features and/or features we associate with dangerous animals.” I feel the same way here, that there’s a bit of a trend at play, with the caveat that there are more complications simply by virtue of these allusions being, well, complicated. But there’s enough there to make us stop and think, “What were RT’s intentions with this? If they just chose something based on the rule of cool, what might those inclinations tell us about gender norms in America?” Meaning, when someone goes, “Idk, we just thought it would be cool to change this up” there’s a lifetime of media consumption driving that choice. It’s not actually random, but based on whatever has been normalized  — unless you actively counteract that by thinking through what you want the change to do. 

Unconscious biases are always at work. When we analyze something like this it’s often not a matter of saying, “The author is [insert accusatory term here]” but rather just, “The author is falling into expectations, patterns, and normalized decisions based on the culture they’ve grown up in.” Which includes things like thinking, “Well, if this character is based on a male god, she must be crazy strong. If this character is based on a woman fighter, he’s probably more emotional.” Such biases may be driving a lot of decisions because, as said in the past, I really don’t think RT is putting much thought into these allusions, if any at this point. For me, Penny was proof of that  — the inability to see how following her allusion utterly destroyed her character growth  — but even if we don’t agree about Penny, what about Salem? Far from just using her name, this volume gave us a blatant reference to the events of Salem Trails in the 1690s. Namely, the burning of the witch. 

Except references like this can’t just look cool. This isn’t a video game Easter egg with no real connection to the story, it’s a cinematography/plot choice that carries meaning. So what is that meaning? Well, the thing about the women on trail at Salem is that they were innocent. This is what that reference says: “Hey, remember that real life event where women who weren’t witches were horrifically killed because others thought they were evil? None were actually burned, but culturally we tend to think they were. So that’s the image in our collective mind: innocent women on fire.” Except... Salem is actually a witch. Salem is evil. Salem is guilty. Or at least, the questions surrounding the extent of her guilt  — How much responsibility does she hold in comparison to the Gods? How much agency does she still have after the grimm pool?  — has not been acknowledged by the text. Yang just yelled at Salem for killing her mom and Oscar is about to blow her up. This is not a “Question Salem’s humanity” scene, it’s a “Kill the witch” scene... yet it uses an allusion that is contrary to what the moment is trying to achieve. So what are we supposed to take away from this? Do we adhere to the subtext and believe that Salem is innocent somehow, ignoring what the actual text says, or do we uphold the text and in doing so undermine the reliability of every other allusion in the show? If we can’t trust Salem’s, why would we trust, say, Penny’s? 

RWBY’s allusions are all over the place and yes, I think that lack of consideration extends to who they randomly decided to genderbend. There’s no acknowledgment of  — let alone engagement with  — how many of these characters and historical figures were trying to pass themselves off as another gender, nor does RWBY acknowledge how the need to do so feeds into our current and historic assumptions about gender as a whole. Why does the man dress as a woman? To keep himself safe and seen as a non-threat. Why does the woman dress as a man? To gain access to places previously barred from her and to gain the respect she otherwise wouldn’t be afforded. And, of course, in 2021 there’s the expectation that media will include trans characters, GNC characters, non-binary characters, cis characters uninterested in practicing traditional femininity/masculinity, etc. None of which RWBY tackles outside of May, a woman who references a systematic transphobia we otherwise never see in the show. May, as a minor character, is great and I am in all honesty thrilled that she exists in the RWBY canon. However, the rest of the show is built on an anime conception of gender  — combat skirts and bare midriffs in the snow  — while nevertheless engaging with the very complicated question of how you re-imagine canonically/historically gendered people. As a “girl power” show, RWBY has opened itself up to questions like, “Okay, it’s great that you made these four fairy tale girls kickass, but can we talk about making Joan of Arc into a bumbling guy whose presence as a blonde, blue-eyed, sword-wielding man taking up lots of important screen time has generated accusations about this being a male-centered show?” It’s not a “RWBY is horrible for doing this!” issue, but a “RWBY is deliberately playing with gender and marketing itself as a progressive show, so... let’s figure out what these individual choices are actually implying and whether or not we consider that progressive.” 

[softiesabriel]

We’ll Meet Again, I Know Where, I Know When

Rating: Teen and Up

Words: 1591

TW: Violence, Vomit

Summary:  Samantha Winchester is jumped one night on her way home from a diner, and has the feeling she's going to die, until a mysterious savior comes to her aid. Her name is Gabriel and she's the most mysterious person Sam has ever met.

This was written for @sabrielevents​ Sabriel Week! Day 4 is a Free Day so I decided to write a Genderbend fic I've been thinking of lately!

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/19465414

So this was it - this was how Sam would die.

It was night time, almost the next morning, and she had been on her merry way back to her dorm. Alone. Her boyfriend was sleeping, exhausted after pulling an all-nighter for a project, but she still had work to do for tomorrow, so she’d left and gone to a nearby 24/7 cafe to avoid disturbing him. An ache in her shoulder reassured her she had forgotten nothing at the table, but she had forgotten something at home. A form of protection other than her fists. Every woman has it drilled into their heads from the day they are old enough to step outside alone, to never really be alone. To take your friends Mace and Knife and Whistle with you. The holy trinity. But Sam had forgotten them completely, more focused on her work than anything else.

She remembered them the moment a hand grabbed her and yanked her into an alleyway.

She gasped, panic flooring through her system, freezing her for a moment. Only her eyes moved, and they noticed she was outnumbered. Four able-bodied, drunk or high, or possibly both, men surrounding her. Snap out of it! Her mother’s voice screamed at her, and of course she obeyed. She pushed her hand through the grip and grabbed the assailants wrist, turning it to the right further than it should naturally go. He yelled in pain, letting go of Sam’s wrist, and she kicked him backwards in the stomach. A choked cry escaped her own throat as six hands grabbed her from behind, clawing at her throat and shoulders before throwing her to the ground. For a moment, her vision went white, as the back of her head slammed against the concrete. The men scrambled at her messenger bag, tossing aside papers in favor of her money, then trying to tug at her laptop. Sam lunged forward, head-butting into one of the men and knocking him back on his ass, but that made more pain shoot across her skull. Bile crept up her throat as the dark world spun and blurred for a moment that felt like forever. In retaliation, another man kicked her in the stomach, and that finally pushed the bile up. That did not deter these hungry scavengers. More kicks were delivered, and that’s when Sam accepted it. She’d die, wind up on the news for a few days or less, and then fade from the memories of everyone.

Then a different kind of light blinded her, because the assaulters reacted too. They looked up, then began shouting frantically at each other to run, tripping over themselves as the rumble of wheels on pavement grew frighteningly close. Dazed, all Sam could do was tuck her head under her arms. All she felt pass by her was air, and the buzzing of a truck engine ended up on the other side of her. She was miraculously fine.

Boots kicked open the drivers door, and the next moment a woman was leaning over Sam, who squinted against the obscenely bright headlights. Her hair was long, practically forming a golden curtain around Sam’s head, as she observed her with whiskey colored eyes, that Sam swore were glowing. “Boy did they rough you up,” she murmured, brushing the back of Sam’s head lightly, and the pain was subtly alleviated. The mysterious woman cast her glowing gaze backwards and snapped. A faint yell of pain went up in the distance, then fell back into the silence. She turned back to Sam. “Let’s get you home.”

“Thank you,” Sam murmured, thinking still cloudy so she didn’t even remember to tell this girl where she lived. The girl looped an arm under Sam’s and helped her into the passenger’s seat of her blue truck, before jumping (literally jumping - she was too short for her own vehicle) into the driver's seat. She didn’t remember doing her own seatbelt, or the woman leaning over to do it, but she was already strapped in and leaned back in the seat, obscuring her vision of the girl. Clunks of shifting signalled they were going in reverse, and the woman backed out, turning onto the mostly quiet road without issue.

“What’s your name?” Sam asked, feeling out of place with the stranger.

“Gabriel.”

Sam’s eyes widened with worry for a moment. Had she been misgendering them this whole time? “Gabriel? What are your pronouns?”

Gabriel grinned, laughing a little. “She/her, well as of right now. It’s what I prefer anyways. Let’s just say my father was a fan of more masculine names. You can call me Gabe for short.”

“Not like...Gabbie?”

“I mean, you could. I hadn’t thought of that nickname. Gabbie…” Gabriel, or Gabe or Gabbie, said thoughtfully.

There was a beat of silence. “Thank you...you saved my life. How could I repay you?” Sam asked.

Gabbie waved a hand dismissively. “Don’t worry about that. I see someone in danger, I help them.”

“I’ll pay you back somehow.”

Her honey gaze glanced back at Sam, and there was a bittersweet look in them. “I’m sure we’ll see each other again one of these days. Maybe then.”

“Do you live around here?”

Gabbie shrugged, oddly pondering the question. “Eh, well, I’m...around. I travel a lot. I don’t really live in one place.”

“Well that’s cryptic. Where’s your mail sent to then?” Sam pressed. She wanted to at least mail a thank you card.

“I don’t get mail.”

“What?”

“It’s a long, long, long story. And I’m sure you’ve heard...something...like it before.”

A decipher code would be handy right about now. But perhaps she was being creepily pushy. “Sorry, I don’t mean to be pushy or anything.”

Gabbie waved her hand dismissively. “I don’t blame you. I’ve been told I’m pretty mysterious. And troublesome.” She smirked back at Sam.

They pulled up to the college campus, and Sam sat up, unbuckling. “Thank you so much for the ride, I promise to make it up to you,” She pledged.

Gabbie’s eyes shot around cautiously. “Actually, why don’t I walk you in? Just in case.”

“I can handle myself.” Although Sam did have to admit she missed having another person watching her back, she could usually keep a good eye out for herself.

“It’d put me a lot more at ease if you let me.”

Sam shrugged. She didn’t see what harm this girl could do. If she tried anything by herself, Sam was sure she could easily overpower her. “Alright then. Come on.” She stepped out and walked around to the other side onto the sidewalk, meeting with Gabbie and finally getting a clear look at her. She was slightly chubby, with a round face framed by wavy, dirty blonde hair. She wore a navy denim jacket with scattered pins, including a halo, bluejay, and a little candy jar, among other things. Suddenly self-conscious of what she was wearing and then realizing it must be covered in vomit, she looked down quickly, only to discover her clothes were crystal clean. Huh. It must have been a lucky break.

They walked up to the door together, and Gabbie opened it, giving a bow as she let Sam walk first. Sam laughed at her antics, and Gabbie grinned as she joined her. Gabbie looked around curiously. “So this is where you bougie law students live huh?”

Sam snorted. “Yeah, we’re super bougie. We have pure gold chandeliers in each room, which are also all suites.”

“Wow, impressive.”

“And the coffee we drink to pull all-nighters every night is shipped fresh from Brazil and ground by hand. Only the best beans for us.”

“That’s sooo cool, tell me more,” Gabbie used a Valley Girl voice, batting her eyelashes and clinging to Sam’s arm. Normally being touched by a stranger like that would feel uncomfortable, but Sam didn’t mind it. Not when it was Gabbie.

Sam went on like this as they walked up the stairs, eventually developing a British accent, and they giggled at each other, forgetting the encounter that had brought them together. In time, Sam came to her doorway, and she found herself feeling sad at the arrival. Gabbie looked the same.

“Again, thank you -”

“Ah, don’t say it one more time,” Gabbie put her hand up. “I have your back.”

Sam smiled softly. She pulled her keys out of her pocket. “I hope you’re right, about us seeing each other again soon.”

That same bittersweet look crossed Gabbie’s face. “Something tells me I am.”

Sam opened the door and stepped inside. “Goodnight Gabbie.”

“Goodnight Sam.” And with that she turned and left.

When Sam walked in she went straight to the bathroom, splashing some water on her face then looking up in the mirror. Again with that lucky break - no bruises marked her up, not on her face or arms or legs, not anywhere she could see. The only mark she was left with was the smile Gabbie gave her. The one that made Sam question this feeling in her chest for the first time. The same kind of feeling that strengthened as she walked into her bedroom and saw her boyfriend passed out, arm draping over the side. She slipped in beside him, arm curling over his side, but as she glanced up at the ceiling a part of her expected her honey-haired rescuer to pop up.

She would never guess, not in a million years, that she’d run into her once again, and they’d both reveal their true selves to each other.

[thecartoonarchivist]

Weekly Spotlight #1

So, to kind of get this blog off the ground until I get a steady flow of requests coming in, I’m going to start a running bit that I’m calling the Weekly Spotlight where I’ll talk about cartoons that you may or may not know and break them down so you can see whether you want to rewatch it or not.

So! For out first spotlight of the week, I’m going to be discussing---

*drum roll*

Ozzy and Drix!

This show is... a bit of a bizarre one.

I’m sure that many of you remember the infamous live-action/animation hybrid known as Osmosis Jones, featuring Bill Murray and Chris Rock as the leading roles to this... dumpster fire. For those of you who never saw this movie, or have fortunately blocked it from your memory, Osmosis Jones follows the life of an individual named, Frank Detorre (played by Bill Murray) who tries to pick up the pieces of his life as it seems to be getting worse and worse from his poor health choices. Meanwhile inside of Frank’s body, Osmosis Jones (played by Chris Rock), a white blood cell with a bit of a rebellious streak, and a cold-pill Drixenol (”Drix”) (played by William Shatner) try to fight off a deadly infection named Thrax as it attempts to ravage Frank’s immune system and kill him. This movie follows the whole “buddy cop” dynamic, with a bit of live-action gross-out humor because... it’s Bill Murray??? I’m not really sure why the chose this directional choice but... okay. Honestly, the best part of this movie was the animation as it seemed relatively interesting and at least the basic understanding of the medical science seemed fairly correct.

Well, about a year later, guess who got made into an animated TV show?

Yep. These guys.

From the years 2002-2004, this show was produced by Warner Bros. Animation and premiered on Kids’ WB. Of course, this show was very short-lived, only producing 2 seasons, and ended up rerunning on Cartoon Network from 2004 to 2006.

Now, in order to understand the animated series, you have to watch the pilot; otherwise, you will be completely and utterly lost when you watch this series, because it completely diverges from the ending of the original movie. At the end of Osmosis Jones, Frank declares that he’ll start changing his health ways, Jones is declared a hero, and you get the stereotypical “Happily-Ever-After” ending. From the start of the animated series however, there are a few... continuity errors. We open up the series with a shot of Frank eating terrible junk food, being a complete and total slob, and overall just... a vague sense of the gross-out humor that plagued the movie. When we enter inside Frank’s body, we see that Jones (now nicknamed, Ozzy) and Drix are tracking down a bacterium that causes Scarlet Fever with the intention of gaining a promotion. While chasing down the Scarlet Fever, Ozzy, Drix and the Scarlet Fever are sucked up by a mosquito and transported into a young boy named Hector. They then spend the rest of the episode proving their worth, trying to fit into this “new home,” and overall, establishing the setting, cast, and problems that would become the rest of the series.

Some might be upset with this change of setting and characters, especially when it appears that this show seems to be a way for producers to promote healthy choices and healthy living, but when it comes down to it, the choices made in this series make sense. The TV series obviously wanted to get away from the gross-out humor, the terrible live-action crap, and just focus on an interesting concept that promoted kids’ health. The humor is pretty clever, the medical science is fairly accurate (aside from the fact that Ozzy would be attacked by Hector’s white blood cells as a “foreign” object and destroyed regardless of blood type compatibility), and for the most part, their messages are pretty wise to send to kids. They explain to the audience, without making the show too preachy or too “on the nose”, the effects of making poor health decisions such as the dangers of eating undercooked food, the adverse effects of having a diet high in sugar content, the hazards of potentially picking the bad habit of smoking.

Though... there are some episodes that... didn’t appear to have a clear point...? Such as the episode “Reflex” in which Hector simply... “scared” his bully into not beating him up? Which... really doesn’t really seem like a wise example to be showing to kids. As well as the two part episode called “Out of Body Experience”, that postulates while in another sex’s body, blood cells turn into the other sex (i.e. male cells turn into female cells in a female body) which... is... flat out wrong??? And, looking over this egregious error, what exactly is this teaching kids? That girls aren’t that different from guys? Why couldn’t we have that sort message in a plot involving one of the canon female characters of the show? That seems like a better way to get across that message. Another question in fact--- how does Hector have “female” cells in a male body (if we’re following the show’s... weird logic)? It honestly felt like a weird excuse to have a bit of a Genderbend fun and ask the question, “What would it be like if Ozzy and Drix were girls???”

And it’s... 

just...

weird...

Regardless, I feel like this show isn’t as bad as you would think or as others might try to make it out to be. Is it cringy at times? Yes. Of course. It’s the early 2000s; what did you expect? Do their plots make sense? Eh... sometimes. It could be better. But as a show, was it good at promoting kids’ health? Absolutely. It made learning about the body fun, and promoted (for the most part) very wise and healthy habits for children to maintain into adulthood. Some of its jokes and humor are very subtle and even directed towards adults at times. When researching on whether or not they followed medical validity, I was surprised on how much was true to real life. They correctly described the functions of several body parts; they accurately described several different diseases; they follow cell biology (for the most part) fairly strictly; they even had some clever quips of dialogue that highlighted the anatomy of a cell: “You’re pullin’ my membrane!” 

One of the things I was a little disappointed in was the amount of times I saw the animation recycle clips from the original movie in their TV show. The animation between the movie and the T.V. show is also very apparent. Much of the original animation was a mixture of 2D and 3D animation that is probably some of the best I’ve seen--- especially for early 2000s work! But for the TV show, they stuck primarily to 2D animation, which makes sense. It fits the aesthetic of the show; it’s a lot easier to produce (at least at this time period); and it allows them to make the show within a timely manner. I would allow this downgrade to slide, if it wasn’t for the fact that you directly rip scenes and shots from the movie to show off in your show, like “Look at how cool this is! It’s it great! It looks amazing! We’re just as cool as that, right guys? ...Right?” And it seems... kinda like cheating if I’m honest.

Overall, I’d say this TV show wasn’t the worst I’ve seen. Would I watch it again? Probably not. It wasn’t really intended for my demographic and it really shows. Would I ever show this to my kids? I might. It’s not the worst program out there and really, it’s a fairly good motivator for kids to start caring about taking care of their body--- and if you create healthy habits while they’re young, they’ll be more likely to stick with them into adulthood. But... there are just some things about this show that just don’t sit the best with me and I’m not entire sure why. The animation hasn’t aged the best and... well... it’s just not as interesting as some other cartoons in the past.

Rating this T.V. show out of 10, I give it 5.5 stars.

It’s not bad. It’s not good. It’s just kind of... forgettable, and weird. But who knows? Maybe this is your jam and you love this cheesy early 2000s animation. But as for me, I’m just going to let this show fade into the shelves of my vault, only to be remembered in times of really weird Biology classes.

[Edit (8/11/2018) : I changed a bit of grammar, reorganized some sentence structures, and overall, fixed errors that got through my post the first time.]

If there are any corrections you’d like to make in regards to this post, please feel free to send me a message with the corrections and I’ll get back to it as soon as I can!

Do you remember a cartoon your friends have never heard of? Got a scene from an animated film that you’re dying to know the name to? Send your questions to The Cartoon Archivist and I’ll see what I’ve got in the vault!

[sunwukong-stoaway-blog]

Oh shit, 3AM, time for a hot take on the FNDM from the perspective of someone who’s drifted in and out of it for years now. And yeah, spoilers, it involves Sun, the Bees, and experience therein.

We do need a few things set for the record before I dive further in. First, there is indeed a difference between normal Bee fans and flat out Wasps. Y’know, the psychopathic harassing jerks. There is also a segment of the Blacksun fndm that is more than happy to be as harassment heavy and take things too damn far. The problem in judging which is bigger is that you’ll only ever see the size of whatever groups you happen to be in contact with, which means if you’re a normal fan of one side, you’re likely to only see the hate-filled opposite side. And if you’re removed, then it’s a roll of the dice whether you see Wasps or... whatever the BlackSun equivalent is. And whichever side is bigger, they both still exist, which is the main problem. Now let’s take a stroll down memory lane and acknowledge a few things.

First and foremost. The Bees as a ship only exists as it does because people were throwing the first characters on screen at each other and held to them. This was true of Ruby and Weiss after the Red and White trailers, then true of Blake and Yang after the Black and Yellow trailers. We didn’t know anything about any of these characters, (in fact it completely flipped Ruby and Weiss’ personality traits, making Ruby a cool and aloof sniper chick and Weiss a soft melting princess) but the ships were already cemented and beloved by the community.

This kept going into the first season proper. Sure, we had alternate blends of ships, like Ladybug, Freezerburn, and Monochrome. Even Enabler, Ruby/Yang if anyone remembers that incestuous ship, before it was burnt to the ground by canon. But Whiterose/The Bees were the biggest game in town. Seemed to be backed by the canon too, to an extent. All the characters introduced were paired off and sent on their way, including JNPR, but this didn’t stop FNDM from laughing and enjoying themselves. (One particularly popular joke during the Jaune Arc was snickering that Yang and Blake were doing the do offscreen instead of running for help, for instance.) It didn’t matter Yang and Blake didn’t have a single conversation that didn’t end in Blake snubbing Yang and Yang writing Blake off as a “lost cause,” they were the pairing and nobody else was around, so, that was canon. And then episode 15 rolled around.

Everything broke down with episode 15, though not all at once. It introduced Sun and Penny, and FNDM wasn’t entirely sure what to do with them. Some, like myself, found the new characters and their dynamics fun and interesting. Some, on the other hand, declared immediately that Sun was a rapist/stalker/murderer/assassin of the White Fang, sometimes all at once. Some people had been a little bored of Jaune by this point but Sun was the first morally good character the FNDM declared a monster, and to this day, has received the roughest ‘welcome.’ And, among the accusations, the declaration that Sun was nothing but a genderbend of Yang for a hetero ship. And so the tensions began to mount.

Bear in mind, up until this point the Bees had grown to be the de facto biggest ship in the FNDM. Nothing against Ruby, Weiss, or Whiterose, but Blake and Yang were the most mature/adult of the team, and consequently, got the most attention, desire, fanart, et cetra. Now here comes the first character to make contact with Blake in a definitively different fashion and connect with her. Without question, they saw Sun as a threat and an excuse to attack the show for not giving them the Bees. Hell, it’s no surprise they even shipped him with Penny (Optimal Primates) for a time, just because they debuted the same episode, to try and get him ‘away’ from Blake in the fandom’s eyes. The response to Sun by these proto-Wasps, otherwise known as ‘the entirety of the Bees at the time’ was swift, overwhelming, and nothing short of cruel. Especially when they started harassing Sun RPers, those who defended him, liked him, and so on. People who drew those first few pieces of Blacksun art were flat out attacked and screamed at to shut down their channels. (Similar attacks started appearing at this time too at artists for other pairings, noticeably Ladybug.) And for a time, that oppressive and painful atmosphere was reality.

Then, I put up a post pointing out how little canon the Bees actually had, and compared it to Blacksun. In V1? This was an overwhelming difference. I outright called the Bees a “Ghost ship,” a ship that had absolutely no basis in canon yet sailed anyway... And attacked others. Needless to say, this was not taken well by the proto-wasps.

It didn’t matter that I actively shipped Whiterose, passively Ladybug, and eventually Nuts & Dolts. It didn’t matter if what I said was true, that the emperor had no clothes (or canon.) All that mattered to these people was slamming me down and declaring me to the world a homophobic monster for not shipping their ship. To do everything in their power to break my spirit, break my connections with people, and break any place I had in this fledgling FNDM of comfort. All for their blatantly bullshit moral highground arguments. 

This went on for a good three weeks after that first post. Round the clock attacks, harassment, and vile displays of power. It really did break me, all things considered. That much negativity drove me into a deep depression, to the point I could barely leave my dorm room in university for food, let alone class. I’m still hesitant to use the term for fear of it’s overused impression, but this made the Bees ship into a full on trigger for me. Triggering every emotion of fear, depression, and anxiety that constant bombardment thrust upon me around the clock. To an extent, it still is such a trigger, and so I can admit without issue I’m biased.

Thankfully, it did all have a silver lining. I became a lightning rod of hate, but the heavy atmosphere was broken. Bees no longer were unchallenged rulers of the FNDM, and people legit began to call out the behavior of these proto-wasps as full on bullying, or at least stopped acting like the Bees were canon. There was room to move forward now. But... of course, it didn’t stop there.

V2 rolled around. On the one hand we got Yang and Blake having the first dance, as well as actually having a real conversation on screen and developing some kind of unique bond, flimsy as it may be to some. (Seriously, Blake’s having severe overwrought depression and anxiety over Adam and the White Fang, Yang makes it about her. Yeah, that can show solidarity for the cause, but it does little to assuage Blake’s issues. I do see it as a good scene, but it’s still not a great relationship.) On the other hand, we were confirmed halfway through the year, and thanks to Sun/Neptune being cut from that last part of the Paladin fight, Blake had to be the one to ask what Yang’s Semblance was. ...Yeah. Half a year of being partners. And she doesn’t canonically know yet what Yang’s Semblance is. Hell of a partnership, yeah?

And on the other side of the coin. Sun and Blake had their full on dance, came to it as a date, and it included Yang stepping aside to give Blake to Sun. This on top of meeting Sun’s team for the first time and solidifying his place as being right there with RWBY and JNPR. ...And to counterbalance, we got Neptune. Seriously. Wasps had Neptune pegged as Sun’s “actual girlfriend” from the second his name was dropped. Then the design came in, they declared Neptune FtM trans, and that Sun was dating him. I mean, clearly, right? Then Neptune actually showed up, he turned out to be the most aggressively straight-showing guy on the show yet, and the FNDM HATED him for it. Pitched him into the same bin as Sun right then and there, while shouting they’d be a better couple than the alternatives. (This also ended up, for the first time, generating enmity from Monochrome shippers for Sun. Before, Blacksun and MC shippers were effectively “ship and let ship” considering both had suffered under the Bees, but since that stranglehold had been broken after V1. Now Neptune came to town and fucked that peace up too.) Seriously. Just like the Bees, Seamonkeys only exists as a ship because the FNDM slammed the characters together without a clue what they were even like. Same as with Optimal Primates, remember?

Overall, V2 ended up being more or less like the aftermath of V1 the whole way through. Salty and bitter Wasps bickering and yelling about Sun even being in the same frame as Blake, trying to reaffirm their position, while everyone else just relaxed, some bitched about Jaune existing, and others enjoying the moment. ...Then V3 happened.

V3 was a powderkeg of moments for both Blacksun and the Bees. From the fingerguns/blushing/”dork” scene, to Blake tearfully holding Yang’s... one remaining hand, to the questions of where Blake was going after the ending. And consequently, the ship-to-ship combat had grown once again. Things like editing the fingerguns scene into a gif of Weiss proposing to Blake, or conspiracy theories that Sun was a mole for the WF hiding in plain sight, or just generally arguing back and forth over how important Blake holding Yang’s hand and Sun’s poppy love song were. The thing was, by V3, enough new fans of the series drawn in to all the Bee fanart that didn’t have the Wasp mentality existed to properly differentiate between the two groups. And consequently, some would-be Bee fans were surprised when their open appreciation for the pair was met with negativity and disdain by those who were used to liking the Bees being associated with far worse. The Wasps still existed, without question, but their presence muddied the waters and turned what was once a straight-forward fandom war into messy, vile person-to-person conflict, with bystanders dragged into the fighting. This, to my knowledge, is where the wasp-equivalent of Blacksun fans ended up coming to be, unable to differentiate between the Wasps that they hated and the Bee fans that they shouldn’t. In short, V3 was the most divisive and painful of the seasons for this warfare.

As we approach the modern day it should be noted that the longer the show runs, the less and less these ship-to-ship combats make an impact on the FNDM as a whole. This is a good thing, realistically, but it comes from an unfortunate division in the FNDM in general, with camps splitting off into effective echo chambers, and generally only interacting to spit hatred at each other.

V4 was easily the single lowest point for all of the Bees. With Blake and Yang canonically split apart, and Sun hanging around Blake full time as her only traveling partner, the Bees had effectively nothing to do but sigh and hope for a reunion soon. The Wasps, on the other hand, eagerly took to instead tearing into Sun’s character again, this time jumping on the questionable decision to shadow Blake and keep her safe, and characterizing it as flat out stalking... even without full knowledge of the situation. The Wasps just painted the scene as “Sun has spent months following Blake in a coat,” and a large part of the fandom picked it up in turn. Then, as a follow-up act, decided to screw with Sun a different way and ship him with, of all people, Kali, or Blake’s mom. Yeah, it was creepy and fetishism, and had no purpose other than to break Kali’s implicit acceptance of Sun as a partner for Blake into bizarre OOC lust. It’s telling that there was far and away more porn and pure shipping for Sun/Kali than Ghira/Kali for a while, despite the Bees laughing to themselves that “of course YANG would be accepted by Ghira, unlike Sun~.” Legit, Sun/Kali was just another attempt at slamming Sun together with the nearest character that wasn’t Blake. Just like Penny. Just like Neptune. But, V4 was the volume of personal growth and discovery for each of the main cast... And consequently, this journey down each of their four paths was panned by many “rwde” fans for not having the inter-team connections they wanted. Funny how the volume most about each member of RWBY and their personal stories gets panned as the one least about them. Whatever. All of this led to V5, however, and where we are now.

And where we are now is... Right back to how we were in V3. With giddy Bees squealing over Yang and Blake exchanging eye contact and words, while Wasps re-characterize Sun’s connection to Blake (including pushing her back to the team that she ran away from because it was time to reconnect and he knew that) as “pushing Blake to be with Yang.” It’s kind of absurd, right? Well... That’s what this FNDM war has been to me. Just absurd.

I’ve watched wasps shout down Micheal Jones because they don’t like Sun being close to Blake. I’ve seen wasps countless times call out RT as queerbaiting for not giving them the Bees right fucking then. I’ve heard directly from Wasps that it doesn’t matter to (the ones I talked to) whether any other LGBTQA+ people/ships/focuses appear or are naturally featured in the show, unless the Bees are made canon, they believe RT lied to them.

And that astounds me. RT did not lie to you. Either you were lied to by fans from that Trailer era, the original proto-wasps, or you lied to yourself. You were told the lie that the Bees were canon, had to be canon, needed to be canon or something was wrong. That Sun is a monster. That you are owed anything. Hard fucking stop.

So where does all this leave us? ...Hopefully, understanding that this fighting has been going on for far too long, and is over far too little. I want anyone in the FNDM who has ever been affected by the ship wars to read this, to share this with others with similar experiences, on either side of it. Because ultimately, I’m only on one side, and I’d love for Bees to give their take on all this. To get both sides to come to an agreement to ship-and-let-ship, to put to rest the anger and frustration and fear of the other side that fueled Wasps and, perhaps, myself for so long.

This shit’s gone on long enough.

[choicest-fics]

Date Night

Date night was absurd. It wasn’t any different than the normal things they did. It wasn’t as if they could go out in public and be together the way they wanted to. But Saeran humored Saeyoung, it made him happy, even if it made Saeran grumpy. He finished getting dressed, looking at himself in the mirror. He felt ridiculous. He wore a soft pink dress shirt, Saeyoung said it accentuated his mint green eyes. He brushed his unruly hair, but eventually gave up. He strapped his black collar on and put his eyeliner on. He contemplated redoing his nails, but decided against it. He didn’t have time to let them dry.

There was a soft knock on his door and Saeran rolled his eyes. He opened it and Saeyoung stood there in a formfitting burgundy dress, his red wig on, glasses gone. His amber eyes were bright and excited.

Saeran snorted.

Saeyoung’s face fell.

“Oh, hey, no, you look beautiful.” He stroked Saeyoung’s cheek and stepped up to him, taking him in his arms and kissing him gently. Saeyoung’s smile came right back, along with his excitement.

“You look really handsome too, I love that color on you.” Saeyoung brushed imaginary lint off Saeran’s shoulders.

“I know, that’s why I wore it.”

Saeyoung’s eyes lit up and he stole another kiss before holding his arm out for Saeran.

“I think I’m the one that has to do that.” Saeran teased.

“Don’t make this about gender!” Saeyoung fumed, grabbing Saeran’s arm and leading him towards the dining room. Saeran laughed and allowed himself to be led by his erratic and genderbending brother.

Saeyoung practically dragged Saeran down the hall, he threw open the door dramatically. “Ta Da!” he exclaimed and stepped aside to let Saeran in.

Saeran stepped inside and his eyes went wide. When had Saeyoung had time for this? There was a fancy red tablecloth on the small table, candles burning in candle holders, china plates set out and crystal goblets. There was a six pack of Dr. Peppers in a silver ice bucket, and a crystal bowl full of honey buddha chips. The silverware was real silver and gleamed in the firelight. On a silver tray sat Big Macs and fries, there was also a single box of a 10 piece McNuggets. The chairs were covered in a silky red cloth and pink fabric napkins placed under the silverware.

Saeyoung had put up streamers and balloons, which did not match the fancy table, but made the room look festive and carefree.

“Do you like it?” Saeyoung asked. He bit his lips and clasped his hands together. He began to chew his lip nervously. He knew it was silly, but, he had wanted it to feel like a real restaurant. Ok, maybe he had overdone it with the streamers and balloons, making it look more like a birthday party than a romantic dinner date.

Saeran turned to him, his jaw on the ground. He hugged Saeyoung and whispered in his ear, “I love it. But, I don’t see any ice cream.” He complained. Saeyoung cupped Saeran’s face and kissed his nose.

“It’s in the freezer silly. Eat your food first.” He took Saeran’s hand and pulled out a chair for him. Saeran sat and Saeyoung plopped himself on his lap. “I’ll feed you.” He said with a giggle.

“Can you even see? Where are your glasses?” Saeran asked, one hand on Saeyoung’s lower back, the other on his thigh. He slid his hand up and down Saeyoung’s back, realizing easily that he was not wearing any underwear. His cock began to stir, but he tamped down his excitement, date night first, or he would never hear the end of it.

“I can see just fine, thank you very much!” Saeyoung scoffed then poured the fries onto the crystal plate. “Do you prefer a burger or the nuggets?” he asked seriously.

“Hmmm, nuggets please.” Saeran grinned.

“What kind of sauce? I have BBQ, Ranch, Chipotle, ketchup…” he arched his eyebrows, waiting for an answer.

“BBQ please, and ketchup for the fries.”

“Excellent choice!” Saeyoung’s movements grazed against his semi hard cock and it was making Saeran sweat.

Before long, Saeyoung dipped a nugget into the sauce and brought it to Saeran’s lips. He waited for him to open his mouth and he placed it in far enough for Saeran to bite it. He had a half smile on his face as he watched Saeran chew the tasty meat. Before he could swallow, Saeyoung leaned in and kissed his glistening lips. Damn, he needed more self-control. He wanted this night to go off smoothly. He pulled back reluctantly, but it was difficult not to lean in again when Saeran groaned in disappointment, his tongue running along his bottom lip. He could feel that Saeran was having the same difficulty between his legs. Maybe he should sit on his own chair. Nah!

He fed Saeran and Saeran fed him, holding a burger up to his lips and watching him take a large bite, his cheeks expanding to accommodate the chunk. They giggled and snorted, washing down their greasy fare with Dr. Peppers drunk from the crystal goblets.

“Where did you even get all of this?” Saeran asked, knowing that although his brother could probably afford it all, he wasn’t the type to spend money on these things. Gadgets and cars, yes, but not tableware.

“Jumin let me borrow them.” Saeyoung said too fast. Saeran’s eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrowed.

“Did he now?”

“Mmhhm.” Saeyoung took a long drink from his glass.

“Saeyoung, did you break into Jumin’s apartment and steal all this?”

“I would never! How dare you accuse me of…” he stopped and bit his lower lip at Saeran’s look, “Maybe…I’ll put it back! It’s not as if he’s going to miss it! He never entertains!” Saeyoung pouted.

Saeran laughed, he didn’t really care, but one of these days Jumin was going to catch Saeyoung and he was not going to be nice. Of course, he wouldn’t blame Jumin, Saeyoung would just have to live with the consequences. How the hell had he gotten into Jumin’s apartment anyway? There were security guards posted at the door and the lobby and they all had pictures of Saeyoung. He shook his head, he didn’t want to know.

Instead he asked, “Can we have ice cream now?” Saeyoung’s eyes lit up. He jumped off Saeran and dragged him to the kitchen. He took out two tubs and two spoons then ran down the hallway. Saeran was confused. Saeyoung’s head popped around the corner, “Follow me!” he yelled. Saeran huffed but followed his brother, he did not go back into the dining room. He went straight to his room. Saeran was confused but he followed him anyway. He had set down the tubs on the dresser and was unzipping his dress, or trying to. Saeran replaced his hands, brushing his long hair over his shoulder and unzipped him, pushing the sleeve off his shoulder and kissing the freckled skin. Saeyoung sighed and leaned back into his brother.

They let the dress fall and Saeran realized he’d been right, Saeyoung was not wearing any underwear, but he was wearing stockings that attached to lacy white garters around his thighs. Damn, he looked tastier than the ice cream.

Saeyoung turned to him and pushed him away. “Your turn.” Saeran looked at him confused. Saeyoung opened the tubs and stuck a spoon into the strawberry ice cream and licked the spoon clean as he watched his brother. He pointed at him with the spoon. “Strip! We’re having naked ice cream.” Saeyoung beamed. Saeran rolled his eyes but complied. Once he was naked he grabbed the other spoon and dipped it into the mint chocolate chip tub. He savored the cold dessert on his tongue and hummed appreciatively.

Saeyoung took his spoon and flung the strawberry ice cream on Saeran’s chest. Saeran gasped and his eyes flew wide. Before he could complain, Saeyoung was licking it off his skin. The mixture of the cold ice cream and Saeyoung’s hot tongue was intoxicating.

“Yum.” Saeyoung exclaimed.

“Was that tasty?” Saeran grinned at his brother. Saeyoung put the spoon in his mouth and sucked on it, nodding suggestively at Saeran.

Saeran scooped out more ice cream and spread it on his hardening cock. He gasped at the coldness, but it did not affect his erection in the least. Saeyoung’s eyes gleamed, he took off the wig and knelt in front of Saeran. Keeping his eyes on his brother’s mint green ones, he licked his cock like a popsicle, completely missing the ice cream. He grinned at Saeran as he took him in his mouth, gobbling him and the ice cream up slowly and sensuously. His hands were on Saeran’s thighs and he dug his fingers into the soft flesh. Saeran fisted a chunck of Saeyoung’s hair and yanked on it gently. Saeyoung hummed, making Saeran’s cock vibrate.

“Fuck Saeyoung!”

“Mmm.” Saeyoung popped his cock out of his mouth and looked up at Saeran. “More!” he ordered. Saeran panted and grabbed another scoop of ice cream. He slid it into his mouth and sucked it off the spoon. Saeyoung’s eyes devoured the sight, his nails leaving crescent moons on Saeran’s light skin, angry and red.

Another scoop hovered over Saeyoung’s mouth and he opened it, Saeran let the dollop plop off the spoon, Saeyoung catching it and immediately taking him back into his mouth. The cold ice cream hit Saeran’s tip and he shivered, needing to lean against the dresser to hold himself up.

“Hhhaahhhh!” Saeyoung swirled his tongue around his cock, coating it with the still cool ice cream. Saeran felt as if there was steam coming off his skin. Saeyoung moved his hands around Saeran and grasped his ass. He sucked and licked Saeran’s cock, increasing the pressure with each bob. Saeyoung was loud, enjoying the taste of his brother and the ice cream. His moans vibrated through Saeran’s body. When he felt that Saeran was close, he dropped him.

“Hnngghh! Fuck! Saeyoung! You ass! Finish me!” Saeran shoved Saeyoung’s face into his cock but Saeyoung didn’t continue. Saeran tossed him aside and turned away from him. Digging into the ice cream in frustration. Saeyoung laughed and stood up, wrapping his arms around his brother. He lay his cheek on Saeran’s shoulders and hummed contentedly.

“You suck.” Saeran stated.

“And you love it.” Saeyoung added.

“Yes, I do, so why did you stop?” Saeran complained.

“I wanted more ice cream.” Saeyoung replied, grabbing his spoon and taking another scoop.

Saeran turned towards his brother, his mint green eyes softening, his mouth in an easy smile. He pulled him into a hug and began to nibble on his neck, then he bit the flesh, eliciting a gasp and pleasurable whine from Saeyoung. “Do you know what I want more than ice cream?” Saeran asked against his taught skin, his lips still cool from the ice cream.

“What?” Saeyoung breathed, his chest rising and falling, goosebumps spreading throughout his body.

“For you to fuck me.” Saeran whispered in Saeyoung’s ear, biting the lobe and stretching it out till it plopped out of his mouth.

Saeyoung grinned, a lustful look in his eyes, he tossed the spoon over his shoulder and he pushed Saeran onto the bed, smacking his ass and grabbing the flesh greedily.

“Your wish is my command!” Saeyoung crooned and stepped onto the bed. He grabbed the lube on the nightstand and began to prepare Saeran for entry. His fingers flashed in and out of Saeran’s ass and he was rewarded with a delicious string of expletives and moans. Saeran cussed up a storm during sex. The more he cussed, the cruder he got, the better he felt.

“Ahh, yes! Fuck Sae….Ahh, shit, hrmmm…” Saeran dug his nails into the bed. Saeyoung sped up his pumping, adding a third finger, he cocked his fingertips causing Saeran to scream, throwing his head back, arching his back and panting rapidly.

“Haahhh!! Son of a BITCH! FUCK! God Damn it! Shit Shit Shit! I want your cock in me! I want it now! Fuck Sae…UHHH…You motherfucking TEASE! I hate you! Fuck you! FUCK YOU!” he grabbed a pillow and bit into it, gnashing his teeth and growling.

Saeyoung slipped his digits out, Saeran’s rant making his cock itch to fill his brother up. He rammed himself into Saeran, slamming his cock inside him all the way to his base.

“Hahhh! Hmmm!” Saeyoung groaned, vocalizing his pleasure loudly.

Saeran’s breath seized at the moment of Saeyoung’s entry. His asshole burned with the full thrust, but suddenly his brain felt fuzzy and his body was experiencing an electric shock. He pushed his ass against Saeyoung, relishing his brother’s erotic vocals.

“Fuck Me! Fuck ME HARD! Fucking FUCK ME! SHIT! AHHHH! YESS!” Saeran was rendered into a babbling incoherent mess. He reached for his cock and began to stroke himself. He wanted to cum with his brother and he could tell he was close.

Sweat was dripping from his thick locks and he had to drop down on his elbow, his arm beginning to wobble.

“Ahh! YES!” Saeyoung came, releasing his hot stream into Saeran and feeling it drip down his thighs. He kept pumping until his cock was empty, his body shuddering with his orgasm. He felt his brother’s body convulse beneath him and knew he’d cum too. They both collapsed, exhausted.

“Where’s my ice cream?” Saeran sighed, shifting under Saeyoung. Saeyoung chuckled but scooted off Saeran. He grabbed a dirty t-shirt and cleaned himself off, he tossed it to Saeran so he could do the same. He picked up the tubs, the ice cream was a lot softer now, and the one spoon, they would have to share. He scooted next to Saeran, who was now sitting against the headboard. He put the tubs down between them and they took turns feeding each other. There was a lot of cool kisses in between.

Saeran had to admit, this date night hadn’t been so bad.