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darlingpwease · 11 months

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?? Wdym??? /neu

You felt like something was very... off... ever since your shizun got his fever. You've even tried to bring it up a few times, wondering if he's okay because it's a very sudden change. However, every time you try to bring it up, he shuts it down. Why are you bringing up how he was before? Isn't he better now? Don't you like him more the way he is right now?? He treats you do much better, he treats you the way you deserve. Is he not treating you as nice as you want?? He can do better!! He will do anything to make you feel happy and content, especially with him <333 You're his favorite, after all. Don't you see how well he treats you? It's so much better than before. Don't you know?? It's very disrespectful to bring up the shizun from the past. You should only focus on how he is to you right now. When he slips up a bit too many times, talking about things that have yet to happen, and acts shocked when it happens. When he talks about stuff from the past that you yourself blocked out from memory, only to remember once he brings it up. How does he know your favorite food..? Your favorite drink, your favorite color, favorite book, favorite hobby, shit, even your favorite smell?? Why, you are his favorite character prized student!! What do you mean you didn't tell him this before? Of course you did!! Silly, he's the closest person to you, of course you tell him everything. That's why he knows you better than yourself!! You definitely told him before. Definitely... When by the time you realize that this isn't the shizun that you originally met all those years ago, it's too late. Shen Yuan has already solidified his presence in your life. He's the only person who was willing to stay with you, willing to keep you safe, even when everyone had left you when you returned from your closed door cultivation, only he stayed, never wanting to harm you unlike the others, but is that even true anymore?? Did they want to harm you like your shizun said?? He tells you that it was a white lie, a necessary one, but that everything else is the truth. You want to yell at him, berate him, you trusted him, and he was lying to you for years!! But when you look at his face, a crazed, paranoid desperation but utterly faithful and twistedly kind gaze set on you, you don't have the strength to do it. Whenever you would get upset, your shizun? would pull you into his arms, holding you close. You're upset now. Your shizun? lied to you, you should be angry at him, furious, but you can't help but go into his arms again. He even let you squeeze and bite him to your hearts content. Just as you have him wrapped around your finger, Shen Yuan has long made sure since the moment he set his eyes on you that you will be wrapped around his too. And as you bite him harshly, but gently rub his waist, pressing gentle kisses after every bite,, he can't help but smile. He's happy to see that it's turned out that way.

Uuwbaidwj Luo Binghe following you around, looking up to you as his elder sect member, pure admiration and worship in his eyes whenever he'd look at you <333 You love hugging your precious little bun!! It's just.... well... he definitely, grew...? You honestly didn't recognize him at first. It caught you off guard when he came up to you, calling you the nickname only he has for you. You wanted to question him at first, but once you saw the way he looked at you, how he trotted behind you, lightly clinging to your clothes so he doesn't stray too far from you,,, you can tell it's your bun. It just seems that he's well,,,, sprouted?????

-panna cotta

... it's good that at least some things in the world don't change pfff sjdhdhdhdhdh

but listen,,,, shen yuan for whom you were the most adored character in this cheesy novel. there were a lot of flaws, but you? you were one of the things he adored — perhaps his most adored character. surely there is a printed screenshot above his desk with his favorite phrase said by you, and maybe he is a little hyperfixed on you, to the point that there are a lot of art in his gallery with you in the interpretation of fans, and a few curves that already belong to him and are stored only with him — but that's nothing too weird, okay??? you are just his... comfort character, even if his favorite art is on the screensaver of his phone, depicting you in your final scene where you die. perhaps your death, which was not even depicted properly in the novel, for a moment made him want to abandon it, but he reached the end, feeling even more dissatisfaction and anger, knowing that his... uh-huh, waifu? husbando? spousu?... was killed like cannon fodder, which you were, but his fan heart can't stand it. surely there are a lot of saved screenshots with your description or speeches so that he can then brainstorm, developing you as a character if the airplane killed such a precious baby like you for the sake of drama<////3

but when he see you alive? with your face, your voice, your words, your tone and these features, some of which he guessed, while others he did not even think about. he has a lot more problems and necessary things to do - and spending at least twenty points was definitely damn irrational on his part, definitely - but he just couldn't resist wanting to see you as soon as he figured out where Luo Binghe was, seeing his pet so close and knowing that you really are alive and exist??? absolutely blows his brain, even the fact of his transmigration does not bother him so much anymore, realizing that as soon as he deals with bullying, he will be able to return to you.

bite him,,,,, dhdh,,,,,,,,,,,, but listen,,,,,, shen yuan is very indulgent and submissive, so he doesn't mind at all if you take control, even encouraging you to take both control and him as you want, allowing you whatever you want, as long as it it is not connected with the desire to move away from him. you want something? you will get it. he is the lord of the peak, he has more than enough opportunities to pamper you and teach you that you should not try to distance yourself from your beloved and caring shizun. he knows the world of this novel perfectly, he knows everything and everything, his information is almost absolute, especially with the help of the system that more than considers everything that is happening canonical and normal, providing explicit and active support to him, sometimes even giving tasks even before you want or do something (especially if it is it is connected with escape or distance from him). what can you do at least theoretically? even if you clearly hold power and authority, more than realizing that there are not many things that he will not do for you, for some reason absolutely adoring you, as if you are the only thing that matters to him, only wanting to follow you everywhere and learn about you as much as possible and in more detail, as if you were for him, the center of the world. it was confusing at first, especially when you doubted whether it was worth moving in with him - after all, it's awkward - but over time you even adjusted. he didn't demand anything from you, just treated you like the most precious and important one, and at some point you even accepted that it was... soothing. when you comb his hair, take care of his food, do small things around the house - even if he always seems to be trying to catch a glimpse of you and touch, even during training fights blocking instead of dodging, just to feel your warmth, you just nod and think "well, he's weirder now, but it's kind of harmless?". everyone on the mountain (and in the sect) exhaled calmly - he finally became less sharp-toothed, safer, even gently elegant, with a warm temperament, and there is no one who is against such changes. although you can't ignore the fact that now you have no one but him - an amazing situation, because how is this possible when you all live and work at the same peak, right? - but you don't mind too much. even if at first you are gently isolated from students of the gender in which you show a more vivid interest (shen yuan says to himself that, well, he cannot allow you to get close to those who are unworthy of you, you should only be with a really good and great person, while on there are no such peaks), then he says that he will fully train, without the need to interact with other students, and, in the end, you yourself are no longer drawn to them, knowing full well that no one likes favorites, while shizun is so favored by you, that this is already becoming shameful.

(... perhaps I will stop here for the moment sjdhdjgdhdhd AHA—)

it's like before/after, only "before" you had a little white lotus that looked at you with heart-shaped pupils and fit perfectly on your hands when you took him, being a tiny cutie that ran after you like your tail and almost purred when you looked at him, while "after " he... well, he's still a cutie, and he clings to you and walks after you, just, um, just now you have more of a "big tiddy goth bf" than a little white lotus who said he would always be with you, looking like he needs to be protected and cared for, while now he looks as if it is not him who needs to be protected and not "he will protect you now", but rather "now you need to be protected from him". he's still the same needy and clingy, it's just that now he's not a "little crybaby", but "huge", and now calling him a "little white turnip" as when he looked up at you seems like an insult to all vegetables at once, because now you've become a cabbage, while he's a pig. but it's still your Luo-Luo, right? right?... you are not sure, but you continue to stroke his hair and praise as before, intertwining your fingers with his fingers, even if now it feels much more strange, as if his fingers, hot as an oven, were already clinging to you not with sweet adoration, but with burning despair and delight. in the end, you don't find the strength to ask what happened to him after he returned from the abyss, even if you see that he wants you to ask - it's much easier to behave as if nothing happened.

especially when you are a transmigrator and realize that the plot looks very... bad, given that the line does not correspond to any variant, and especially when the second main character behaves as abnormally as "luo luo".

#❖.my jewelry #✮.panna cotta <3 #🥮 — svsss #✉.shen yuan #✉.luo binghe #shen yuan x reader

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littlemisssquiggles · 8 months

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So miles did another cameo video about a week ago someone asked him what it would have been like if Oscar had gone to the ever after and Miles confirmed that if Oscar had been there with Ruby she wouldn't have gone through the conflict and trauma she was going through and volume nine if he had been there cuz Oscar would have been the one to notice it instantly unlike the others who didn't notice it till after she snapped at them

You can even see hints of it in the episode were they meet John again and they're at his house where Ruby sitting at the table and across from Ruby is an empty chair while Ruby sits there and look at Yang and Blake happily celebrating their new relationship Ruby sits there if so she's missing someone and that someone is Oscar I think

Hello anon-chan! Pardon the late answer to your inbox.

Do you mind linking me to this specific cameo you mentioned pretty please? Because I would honestly loved to listen to it.

Funnily enough, you’re the second person to bring up the theory that the empty seat across from Ruby at Jaune’s home in the Ever After during the scene before Jaune returns Crescent Rose to Ruby could’ve easily been filled by Oscar.

It makes perfect sense that Oscar would’ve been the one to notice Ruby’s depression if he were there since he has been shown to be weary of that in previous seasons such as the infamous dojo scene. Oscar noticing Ruby’s change in demenour is what initially prompted him to push her to admit her true feelings about everything that happened during the Fall of Beacon.

Not to mention that when Ruby was shown to be overwhelmed at the Cotta-Arc during the moment when Jaune exploded after JNR learned the truth about Oz and Salem, Oscar was the one to take notice of this and even did his best to help quell the situation.

Oscar has always been observant of Ruby’s feelings especially when she is at her lowest. It’s one of the reasons why I love their dynamic so much. Ruby has always been protective of Oscar since the moment he joined the team, looking out for him in her own way just as much as he looked out for her.

Oscar should’ve been there for Ruby in the Ever After just as how Ruby should’ve been the one to lead the charge to save him from Monstra instead of Jaune back in V8.

I absolutely hated the fact that Ruby was omitted from Oscar’s side of the story back then and this is one of the reasons why I didn’t enjoy that season.

The CRWBY showrunners spent the last few seasons continuously building up this shared sense of caring and protectiveness as the basis of the Rosegarden friendship and yet…there was no payoff?

They showed prior moments of Ruby protecting Oscar yet…she was completely absent during his most dire time of need---being a prisoner of Salem and brutally tortured by her and Hazel for hours. Ruby was not allowed to protect Oscar from that.

They showed prior moments of Oscar being a voice of wisdom to encourage Ruby to open up and be honest with herself and those around her yet…he was absent during her darkest emotional moment yet---her literal breaking point where she committed the Ever After equivalent of suicide.

You see the pattern?

Neither Ruby nor Oscar were present during each other’s worse moments.

They weren’t allowed to because the writers knew, canonically, these two would be each other’s true savior---their beacon in the darkness to get more metaphorical.

Because they needed the story to go a different way to get the ending that we actually got in V8 and V9, that’s how it had to go.

If Oscar has gone to the Ever After then Ruby would’ve never had her whole arc which…needed to happen. Although, some might argue that the whole point of Ruby’s journey in the Ever After was ultimately made pointless by her going from “no longer wanting to be Ruby Rose anymore” to “being Ruby Rose just as I am is enough. I’m Ruby-nough! I don’t need to change at all. I’m perfect just the way I am even with the flaws that I still possess that led me down this path in the first place”.

Sarcasm aside, I don’t dislike the fact that Ruby chose to be herself in the end. Being yourself and having yourself be enough is a good message. I just wished the showrunners had allowed this concept to cook more. While I’m aware they were pressed for time given the fact that no V10 was greenlit, nevertheless, I would’ve rather a twist where only Weiss, Blake, Yang and Jaune were able to return home while Ruby remained in the Ever After to complete her transformation.

We spent nearly an entire season building up to Ruby’s breakdown. It took 8 out of 10 episodes to have Ruby fall apart only to have her have her big revelation in the last episode. That makes the whole thing seem almost flat so I don't blame some fans for being disappointed with the conclusion to Ruby's Ever After story being concluded that way.

I dunno about you anon-chan but this just makes me disappointed that Oscar wasn’t present for the Ever After Arc because all cues prior to V9 hinted that he could’ve easily been added to this season and worked.

Oscar was the one who first introduced the audience to the fairytale of the Girl Who Fell Through the World.

Not to mention the whole theme of the Ever After being about embracing change---Oscar SHOULD’VE gone to the Ever After. Part of Oscar’s journey is about him coming to terms with the Merge with him either losing himself completely or becoming a new person entirely.

Seeing Oscar going through his own arc while trying to help Ruby with hers could've been great to see. But alas, that's not what we got.

I will give the showrunners this though---if Oscar had gone to the Ever After then we probably may not have gotten the clue that Ruby cares deeply for him.

It is very evident after V9 that Oscar's life is precious to Ruby. Shipping and romantic implications asides, you can't deny the fact that Oscar's wellbeing is important to Ruby.

Much like characters such as Penny and Pyrrha, Oscar is someone who Ruby doesn't want to lose.

Better yet, he is someone precious to Ruby that she doesn't wish to lose as a result of her failure.

Take a look at the deaths of Pyrhha and Penny. What do those deaths have in common?

Ruby failing to stop it from happening in the first place.

Ruby was present for Penny's first death but arrived too late to stop it from happening.

Ruby was present for Pyrhha's death but arrived too late to stop it from happening.

Ruby was present again for Penny's final death but got tossed into the Ever After before she could do anything to help stop it from happening.

Once again, Penny died and Ruby failed to stop it from happening. This is why the words of her illusion cut Ruby deeply during the Mad Tea Party fight.

"...Just like you were too late to save me at the Vytal Festival. I died in Atlas too, didn't I? Could you imagine what that's like? To be completely and utterly failed time and again by someone who meant the world to you..."

Similar to Penny, Ruby is someone who Oscar has been shown to care deeply for and Ruby, in turn, cares a lot for him. The evidence of that has been shown sprinkled throughout the seasons. There is no denying that these two smaller, more honest souls care very much for each other.

While there has yet to be any payoff to the development in their relationship as yet, one thing's for certain is that Oscar is a person of importance to Ruby.

He is someone she doesn't want to lose. He is someone she doesn't want to fail.

He is someone she can't stand to watch die because of her own inability to protect him.

Not again after she's failed others like him in the past.

Overall, I guess the point I'm trying to make here is, while it would've been great to see Oscar in the Ever After with Ruby (since he definitely would've prevented her breakdown), at the same time, the showrunners did still found a way to use his presence as part of the narrative to signify something about his connection to Ruby.

Oscar needed to be absent in order to Ruby to have her arc yet ironically, he was the reason for Ruby's breakdown in the first place. While Little's death was the final straw that drove Ruby over the edge, before that moment, it was actually the imagery of Oscar's death caused by HER HANDS that drove Ruby to her final breaking point.

While it would've been nice to see Oscar there with Ruby, in a way, he was still there with her---being used by Neo to indicate to the audience that Oscar is a person of dear importance to Ruby.

Moving forward, I expect the events of V9 to have some kind of impact on Ruby's overall relationship with Oscar. I want to believe the events of the Ever After would make Ruby more overprotective of Oscar; possibly hinting at much deeper feelings. That's how I see it.

~LMS (2023)

#squiggles answers: rwby #rwby volume 9 spoilers #ruby rose #oscar pine #oscar and ruby #rwby rosegarden #rwby theories

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howlingday · 7 months

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The Remnant Retention Regiment (RRR):

A secret organization established to maintain public order. Their primary objectives include hunting down spy networks and conduct surveillance of the public.

Primary tactics include the use of brutal violence, wiretapping, cruel and unusual torture, intimidation, and much, much worse...

They're feared by the public, though they remain ghost stories to their own kingdoms, referred to only as "The Secret Police".

Cordovin: Hm? Is there a reason you're here? Mm? Orders from the general? Fine. Best of luck, Specialist Arc.

Saphron: Thank you, ma'am~! I'll do my very best~!

SAPHRON COTTA ARC, AGE TWENTY-NINE.

THIS WOMAN IS A VETERAN SPY-HUNTER.

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Clover: Man, what was General Ironwood thinking, hiring such a cherub-faced girl? Especially for this line of work?

Cordovin: If I recall, his exact words were...

Ironwood: "Who, Sapphy? She's a cutie, ain't she? Kinda like a doll~!".

Clover: Seriously?

Cordovin: That's what he told me. Besides, that might be just what this kingdom needs. Regardless, she gets results, whatever it takes.

---------------------------------------------------

Saphron: So, nice to meet you, Mister... Mann, was it?

Shay: I ain't got nothin' to say to you-

Saphron: Oh, listen to this! My baby brother just got married~! I'm just so excited to go out and celebrate with them~!

Shay: Uh, that's-

Saphron: And he's such a good man! So kind and generous and smart and he gives the best hugs ever! He means the world to me...

Shay: Yeah, so-

Saphron: Oh! Maybe you've met him? He works here in Vale, too! How lucky am I to make it here with the Argus team to aid in conduct a spy hunt!

Saphron: Shoot! That reminds me! I still need to call him and let him know I'm in the city! But just between you and me, I haven't told him I'm visiting, so hush-hush on that, okay?

Saphron: But for everything else, just lay it all out.

Shay: I dunno what you're goin' on about! I ain't a spy!

Saphron: (Drops photos) These are you, aren't they, Mr. Mann?

Qrow: Hey! What the hell?! Why didn't we get those photos?!

Saphron: I've been so excited to be here, I guess I just forgot to deliver them. Clumsy me~!

Saphron: Now, as for you, Shay D. Mann... WHY DON'T YOU START COOPERATING?

Some time later...

Shay: And that's it. That's everything I know. All I did was make copies, deliver them to the drop site, and they paid me for them. That's it. Dunno anything about the woman who picked them up. Said she was from out of Vale, but didn't say where.

Saphron: Was there anything you could point out about her? Any unusual ticks or features?

Shay: Far as I could tell, she was a totally normal chick.

Saphron: Mhm... I see... Tell me, Mr. Mann... DOES THE NAME "NIGHTSHADE" MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU?

Shay: ...No? Who's that?

Saphron: She's a spy from outside of Vale. They say she's a master of disguise. She's planning to destroy everything we hold near and dear. She's the exact kind of spy why the RRR was made. Help us catch her, and all of this goes away. Okay?

Shay: W-Well, let me think of something-

Saphron: Something truthful and honest, yes, because you already know that lying doesn't work on us, and lying only gets you into more trouble.

Shay: Ghk! Alright, listen! I just needed the cash, okay?! To meet girls! I wasn't hurting anyone!

Saphron: ...Meeting girls? What about your wife?

Shay: J-Just for fun! Marriage is it's own other thing, y'know? You're married, too, ain't'cha?! All I did was give 'em some scraps of paper! It ain't like I'm plannin' a revolution! Cut me some slack!

Saphron: ...

Saphron: (Stands up) Let me be perfectly clear, Mr. Shay D. Mann. While it's true that I am married, neither my spouse nor my own brother knows that I work for the RRR, and I don't plan to, either. Part of the reason is so I can keep my loved happy because I'd hate for them to worry about my dangerous job. (Slips on black gloves) But the other reason... IS I DON'T WANT THEM TO KNOW JUST HOW DIRTY I GET MY HANDS SOMETIMES.

Saphron: (Grabs him by his hair, Slams down) Mr. Mann, I don't think you quite understand. You don't see the reason. Your crime is called treason. Those papers may only be "scraps" to you, but to everyone outside Vale, they're tasks on their to-do!

Saphron: (Grips hair tight, Grinds face down) Unlike you, I love my family. I love my spouse. I love my brother. And I will do anything to keep him safe, regardless of what kingdom they live.

Saphron: (Twists hair, Lifts head and bashes) WHATEVER. IT. TAKES.

#rwby #spy x family #rwby au #saphron cotta arc #caroline cordovin #clover ebi #shay d. mann #qrow branwen

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moral-terpitude · 2 years

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Hello, Operator

Word Count: 1,569 (nice)

A/N: this might become a bunch of short snippets, because I love the idea, the almost pettiness, of Tommy getting info from the switchboard operators. (Because I need one more thing to be writing right now. )

Warnings: in character swearing, season 5 episode 6 spoilers

“I don’t know, sir, all the boy said was that his brothers were shooting a Facist tonight.” Your heart stuck in your throat. You knew you shouldn’t have been listening in on the phone call, however, no one usually, except for Mr. Shelby himself, had calls coming out of the betting shop this late, but when the man on the other end gave you the outgoing information for the call, you knew it was someone different.

“Which boy?” The voice was abrasive and agitated.

“The youngest. Finn.” His voice shook as he ratted out the Shelby.

There was a long pause. Finn was probably about your sisters age. You held your breath, waiting for the call to commence. If they heard you on the line listening to their call you’d be done for.

“Thank you, Billy.”

You almost collapsed on the station as you felt the back of your neck and all of your skin prickle with sweat.

You shouldn’t have had the number for Thomas Shelby MP memorized, but your board usually connected the calls outgoing from Birmingham to the next set of ladies in London, and it was enough of the regular occurrence that you knew his number in Parliament.

You waited, but the line only rang and rang since there was no one on the end to answer.

“Edith,” you shook the white-bloused arm of your friend at the station next to yours.

She removed her headset, expecting some mundane gossip, but looked surprised at what came out of your mouth.

“Was there a rally happening tonight? The Facists? Was someone giving a speech?” She took in the pallor of your complexion as you gave a hard swallow.

She shook her head, although in confirmation, you could see the disgust that her look was tinged with also, “Yes. Oswald Mosley was giving a speech at Bingley Hall for—“

You pulled the coat off the back of your chair, pulling it on as quickly as you could, “Edith, I need you to watch my station for me, I’ll be back. I just, I have to go.”

You ran as quickly as you could from the red terra cotta building and down Newhall Street. Bingley Hall. Bingley Hall.

It had to be about 2 kilometers there. The rain was coming down in buckets as you made it to Livery Street.

Lionel and Water Streets both went by quick.

Kenyon. Hall Street. Your legs were growing tired. The air was thick, and your lashes were heavy with the smog filled tear drops coming from the heavens.

You had to slow down and walk for a bit. If Mr. Shelby wasn’t in the House of Commons, and clearly he wasn’t in the betting shop, he had to be at Bingley Hall.

And that phone call confirmed your musing that there was no way this man, who had done as much as he had to help contribute to some growth and business infrastructure in Small Heath and in Birmingham itself, was a facist.

You checked your watch. If you kept up in a sprint it would be about four minutes and you’d be there. It was already almost half-eight.

A man yelled at you to slow down as you splashed him with a puddle. Water already was soaking you to the bone through the neck of your coat, no matter how tight you had it pulled.

Lodge Road was the quickest way to Whitmore Street, but from the looks of the gathering crowd, you weren’t going to make it in through the front. The whole building was lined with Blackshirts, and you tried skirting around to the back without looking overly suspicious.

“Miss, is there something you need?”

You fondled the old wrinkled card you had found in your pocket on the way over as you spied the silver Bentley residing behind the building, “Sir, I apologize, I received an urgent telegram to deliver to Mr. Shelby, and my boss said I must come straight away. I didn’t think I’d make it though the front, but if someone could let me—“

“I can take it to him,” the man’s expression was unwavering. He was sizing you up as he spoke.

“If I could let you, I would, but my boss said I was to deliver it myself.”

He nodded, “Mr. Shelby is currently occupied accompanying Mr. Mosley—“

“I can wait. Inside. Somewhere.” You batted your eyelashes as you swallowed hard, hoping to force tears into your eyes, “Sir, I really can wait. I just can’t lose my job over a silly telegram.”

He fell for your faux femme fatale, leading you in the back door, through a maze of halls and doors, and to a dressing room.

“You’ll wait here. I’ll instruct someone to retrieve you when Mr. Mosley speech is over.”

“Thank you, sir.” He didn’t hear your tone as sarcasm, but gratitude.

You paced the room, surprised when only a few minutes later Mr. Shelby barged through the door, followed by his brother.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Your eyes were wide as the other Mr. Shelby slammed the door behind them.

“There was a phone call earlier, it came from—“ he interrupted you, grabbing your arm.

“We’re not talking about this here,” he wagged a finger, instructing you to keep quiet, and his grip on your upper arm tightened, dragging you to the door, “C’mon.”

The sound of your three sets of footsteps was covered by the cacophony of chaos coming from the rest of the building as he dragged you through the white painted brick maze you had just been brought through.

You couldn’t help but feel in trouble, like a disciplined child as you were sandwiched between the two of them as they deliberated in quick and hushed whispers about a friend who had been murdered and repeating many a times, “what the fuck happened?”

Mr. Shelby walked with one hand tightly on your arm, the other brandishing the 1911 pistol at his side as he drug you out the now unmanned back door and to his car.

“Brother, you drive.” He handed him the key, opening the back door and all but pushing you in as he clambered in next to you out of the rain.

“So,” he rolled a cigarette from the silver tin against his lips before lighting it with gilded lighter, an eyebrow raised expectantly as he turned to face you, offering the tin to you as an olive branch for the manner in which he drug you from the building.

You shook your head, heart hammering in your chest, unaware of where the vehicle was headed at a high rate of speed.

“What was this phone call that was placed earlier?”

You swallowed hard. “The call was made from your betting shop, sir,” his tired blue eyes, hidden under the brim of his flat cap, watched you as you plucked the lint on the sleeve of your coat, “a man, I didn’t recognize his voice, had me put him though to an Irishman. He said he was made aware that there were plans to shoot a facist tonight.”

Both the men took in the same sharp breath.

“Did you hear any names?”

You didn’t want to give up his little brother. You’d never forgive yourself if you were the one responsible for him getting hurt.

“Mr. Shelby, if I give you names you have to promise me no one will get hurt.”

He quirked an eyebrow at you as he lit another cigarette and his brother spoke from the front, “Aye, love, we ain’t promisin’—“

“You have my word, no one will get hurt.”

“Tom!” His brothers fist pounded the seat as they stopped in front of your lodging. The fact they knew where you lived held over your head in exchange for giving the correct information was enough of a threat.

“Arthur, we need information. She has it.”

Arthur spitted and sputtered, lighting a cigarette in a huff.

“Your,” you sighed, “your younger brother. Finn. He told a man named Billy that you were shooting a facist tonight. This Billy is the one that made the call to the Irishman.”

“Fookin’ hell.” Arthur whispered around the cigarette.

Tommy Shelby looked as if whatever bit of faith, whatever glimmer of it, remained in trusting his own family had vanished.

He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he fished in his pocket, pulling out a money clip before you interrupted him.

“It’s not about the money, sir,” you swallowed hard. This hadn’t been the first time you’d ran to him (literally or figuratively depending on the urgency) with important information about some portion of his business, and you were sure it wouldn’t be the last, “I just thought, I could help, do the right thing.”

He chuckled at your assessment, helping an assassination go though successfully being the right thing, as he handed you 10 pounds.

“Thank you,” he said, vacating the car and letting you out on to the sidewalk in the pouring rain, “you need to get inside,” he instructed you, gesturing with the hand now holding the cigarette, “lock the door, be safe.”

He closed the door and rounded the front of the vehicle, getting in parallel to his brother before they tore off in to the rain, the car disappearing as a flash of lightning and clap of thunder brandished the sky.

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theearlgreymage · 9 months

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It's still Wednesday in some places, so, we can still call this a WIP Wednesday. And if you disagree, consider this a Thirsty Thursday post since I only know how to write explicit content apparently.

Most of my projects have been revealed since my last posting - both COBB projects are officially up and in progress. And I've uploaded both of my gift fics!!

So now it's onto keeping up with updates and planning for COTTA.

Any who - shout out and thank you to the folks that keep on tagging me even when I fall off the face of the planet!! @ic3-que3n @ivelovedhimthroughworse @artsyunderstudy @shrekgogurt @fatalfangirl @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @nausikaaa @wellbelesbian @confused-bi-queer @you-remind-me-of-the-babe and @blackberrysummerblog

Now, without further ado, enjoy some snippets from some of my current WIPs (there are more, but we need to keep some things a surprise, right?)

Aster & Narcissus

(COBB Project with @ivelovedhimthroughworse that you can start reading here)

I’m used to being alone and having my life decided for me. But I still never thought that my mother would go this far. To arrange a union behind my back and bind me to another. Effectively snuffing out any potential freedom I dreamed of in the dark of night. No. I won’t let them decide my fate anymore. Running down the temple steps, I call upon years of brutal lessons. Calling to the grass beneath my bare feet to hide my footprints as I race across my mothers land. Heading towards the only individual that might hear my pleas for help and actually listen to them. Ebb. She’s a dear friend to my mother. I’d be a fool to overlook that, but she’s also the only one who isn’t afraid to chastise my mother in her treatment of me. After I learned that the Nymphs under my mothers direction would never be my real friends, my mother left me with Ebb for a time. Entrusting the kindhearted Goddess of the Hearth to make me feel at peace. And she did. Ebb let me cry about how I only wanted to understand who I was and master the power I wielded without telling my mother my every word. Instead she stood up for me, trying to convince my mother to tell me the truth. It didn’t work. But hearing Ebb take my side let me know that I would always have a second home with her if I ever needed it. Right now I need it. Need her.

Eirlys

(COBB Project with @shrekgogurt and @artsyunderstudy that you can start reading here)

24 December 2020 It’s been five years since the world as we know it changed forever. Five years since I lost Simon at the top of the White Chapel. Five years since I lost Vera, Daphne, Sophie, and Petra. The girls would have turned eight this year. The same age that Mordelia was when this all started. After the incident with Gareth, I stopped going out on runs. Even if I wanted to, the whole lot of us were barred from leaving the QZ for nearly six full months. I didn’t protest. Enough damage had been done without my insistence to go back out into the wilderness of England.

Infinity In Your Chest Pocket

(To be updated soon. Feel free to start reading it here)

I’m going to strangle her. Of all the things she could have chosen to say, she just had to remember the singular time that I told her what Snow looks like. Speaking of Snow, his cheeks are flush with embarrassment at Delia’s comment. If I could blush, I would be - one of the few perks of vampirism. It unintentionally ups my poker face. The sight of a flustered Snow is one I am thoroughly enjoying now that I’m properly looking at him. The extra color brings out his freckles even more, and makes the blue of his eyes stand out. It makes me want to swoon and fall into his arms so I can look at them even closer. Instead, I try to give us both an out before Delia can continue to harass either one of us. “Come on, we can eat in my room.” At this, Delia immediately pouts. “No fair! Why do you get to eat wherever you want, but I have to eat at the table?” I just roll my eyes at her petulance. “Because I’m older.” The fact that I’m older has nothing to do with it. My parents only allow me to excuse myself from family meals because of my fangs - they pop when I eat and it’s noticeable. So, they don’t mind if I take my meal with me to my room from time to time.

Surrender to Your Lead

(Not a WIP or SnowBaz - but I just uploaded it this week. Based on art by @ic3-que3n So, enjoy a little snippet of it. Feel free to read it here)

My response only serves to rile him up further as he grabs my chin between calloused fingers and forces my eyes to meet his. "If you can't follow basic commands, maybe I need to put you on a tighter leash." At that, I let my eyes drop down to the leather that is in Erwin’s other hand. We’ve never done this before. It makes my mouth water. “Eyes forward, Captain.” Erwin orders. His breath is hot against my cheeks as I snap my eyes back up to his. With my focus back on him, Erwin leans down while pulling on my chin. Forcing me onto my toes as his lips find the shell of my ear. “Now you had better listen, and listen well,” his voice drops to something low and sultry. It makes me want to dig my fingers into his shoulders and drag my nails down his chest. “I am going to give you very explicit instructions tonight, and you are going to follow every single one of them.” The end of the sentence is punctuated with a teasing lick to the curve of my ear. Followed by a light bite to the skin just beneath the lobe. It’s taunting - I know he can bite far harder when he wants. “Is that clear?” Words seem impossible at the moment. So I simply nod my head as Erwin draws his own head back up without releasing the hold on my jaw. “I need an answer, Levi.” Licking my lips to buy myself a fraction of a second, I force my mouth to work. “Yes.” Wrong answer. I think to myself as Erwin frowns. His eyes darkening as he tightens his grip. Fingers sliding down and digging into my throat. A threat, a promise, of what’s to come. “Yes, who?” Erwin prompts again. The patience in his voice is wearing thin. “Yes, Commander.” I reply instantly.

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hushed-chorus · 1 year

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Hey everyone! I hope you are all good! I'm listening to Manu Chao and writing some Selkie!Simon.

I've been working on a scattershot of things this week. There's a collab with the lovely @erzbethluna (which we have roughly planned and been laughing way too much about these past few days). This will be a long term project that we will take at a casual pace. I've also poked at What Remains After The Storm (thank you everyone who commented on chapter 8!), and begun researching my COTTA fics (a one-shot sequel to WRATS and a potential shipwreck/marooning fic because #OceanBullshit).

In terms of active writing, I've decided to focus on Selkie!Simon, because I've been keen to write this for quite some time. Here's a snippet

We drink more tea, eat more scones, and catch up on the past seven years. In between messy bites Simon tells me about all the places he’s been. He tells me about sand dunes, vast and sweeping, and children racing bodyboards down the steeper slopes. Seaside towns, where teenagers jump off cliffs into deep water and people ride pleasure boats. Harbours packed with crab pots and brimming with fishing boats. Morning vistas where the lucky may spot dolphins. The chaos on one beach when people thought they’d seen a great white, until it emerged it was just a basking shark.

“Have you ever seen a basking shark?” His hands are animated, spreading wide. “They have huge mouths, big enough to swallow a man, and they swim around with them wide open. But they don’t even eat meat. My mum told me they eat tiny things called plankton. They swim around waiting for the plankton to fall in. It’s wicked!”

Honestly, it sounds almost as terrifying as the seal.

Also, I'm publishing a secret crack fic this weekend. Here's a snippet.

“How come some sayings work and others don’t?” Petra asks.

I resist the urge to pull the lesson back on track. “Because not enough Normals understand their meaning. For example—”

“—but if I say to Sophie—” Petra lifts her wand, points it at her twin, “—pee your pants, she doesn’t pee her pants!”

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#wip wednesday #simon snow fic #ocean bullshit #selkie!Simon

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aristocratic-otter · 11 months

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Thank you to @hushed-chorus, @prettygoododds, @confused-bi-queer, @ivelovedhimthroughworse, @j-nipper-95, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @fatalfangirl, @artsyunderstudy, @palimpsessed, @rimeswithpurple, , @nightimedreamersghost, @dragoneggos, @annabellelux and @ileadacharmedlife for the tags over the last week and a half. I'm working my way slowly and steadily through your posts (and having a lot of fun with it!), but I wanted to post tonight, so I'm switching gears here.

Yay! Summer vacation has begun! To celebrate, here's my first WIP Wednesday in a while.

Segments below the cut

From my COBB (it's so soon, y'all!)

Shepard

We’ve reached the foot of an actual mediaeval looking tower. I stare up at it in awe for several seconds before realising that Simon hasn’t waited for me. I scurry to catch up. He’s mounting the first of what looks to be an endless spiralling staircase. I look around, but there’s no sign of an elevator. No ADA compliance in magedom, I guess.

Even as I’m thinking that, on one landing, a boy in a wheelchair emerges from one of the many doors. I know it’s rude, but I can’t help but stare when he mutters a few words, waves his wand, and the stairs immediately smooth out to a gentle ramp.

I guess they don’t need ADA compliance in the World of Mages.

From my (still unnamed) Age of Sail AU

Simon and the cook spend their days cataloguing what’s left to us and writing out plans and routes on the deck boards with graphite sticks. They seem to think that if we’re lucky, the winds will push us into a shipping lane and another ship will just appear to rescue us.

I think they’re living in a fantasy world. I think we’re stuck here until the ship’s wounds prove too much for it and it falls apart. Or until the next storm tears us apart. Or until we run out of food or water and starve to death.

Ha! Running out of water when we’re surrounded by leagues of the stuff. It’s what my tutor would call ‘the height of irony.’

Fuck, I never thought I’d miss that pinched old man. But I think if Professor Gerint showed up right now, I might hug him. If he showed up with a boat, at least.

I try not to spend too much time thinking about how my parents just…left. How they didn’t wait for me to come back from under the deck. How my father didn’t leap up out of the lifeboat, desperate to find me.

How, in the end, my stepmother and the babe she carries were far more important than me.

From Snow Fox, my COTTA

It’s almost anticlimactic how easy it is to free the American officers on their march to Georgia.

My men and I waited until the British column was passing through a dense part of the wood. Then the men I’d placed at strategic points on either side of (and behind) the line of British troops, fired their guns in the air on my signal (a high whistled ‘fee-bee’, the call of the chickadee). After the column froze, the Brits groping for their guns and looking frantically in ever direction, I rode out to face the commander at the front of the train.

“Drop your weapons,” I said, mildly. “You’re surrounded.” At those words, my tiny band of men had switched positions by several feet each, and fired again from a new location. The British soldiers were practically cowering now, because each time I spoke, the guns fired again, from a new spot. It sounded like a thousand American soldiers were holding their tiny force in a giant fist, and all I’d need to do is to give a signal, and that fist would crush them.

An impression we'd carefully planned out ahead of time, given that I’ve less than fifty men, and the British force has more than two hundred.

The British leader looked at my gun pointed at his head, and listened to the gunfire and screams behind him, and surrendered without a shot fired.

From: To Heal a Broken Mind

Simon looks up and smiles tiredly at me when I approach. “Any luck?” he asks.

I purse my lips. “Maybe…you’ve got a lesion in your left temporal. It may not mean anything, but it reminds me of something… I can’t quite put my finger on it, but I’m going to review my medical journal back copies tonight.

Simon nods slowly. He doesn’t look particularly encouraged, but it’s not like there’s anything concrete yet. In silence, but hand in hand (what’s the point of hiding now?), we depart the hospital

From Westward Son:

“You putting your oar in?” I tease.

He shrugs and smiles. “Not really. I’m no use when it comes to survival skills, you know that. But…there may be folk who are. That’s what I was going to suggest.”

I’m puzzled. “You were going to suggest that we look for advice outside the train?” I look around at the sheer emptiness around us. Most trains that we’d gotten used to seeing gave up and stayed back at Fort Boise, or even at earlier stops. I’ve not seen anyone but us for days.

“Not people you can see,” he says, with emphasis.

“People we can’t see, but could help us,” I scowl. “Do you get a thrill from being mysterious, Shepard Love?”

He laughs. “No. But there are people…well, not precisely people, but beings, at least, in this area.”

My breath catches. He means the fair folk. “Shepard, that’s too risky,” I say, my voice shrill enough to attract Simon’s eye from where he’s standing several feet away, brushing Agatha’s coat.

From Saving Simon Snow:

Simon pulls back so abruptly that I’m dizzy. “Baz,” he says urgently, “do you still hate me?”

It takes me several seconds to recover my wits enough to understand the question. I’m still fighting the urge to pull his gifted mouth and tongue back to my neck when I realise what he’s asked me.

My mouth opens and closes uselessly for a moment before I sigh.

“Simon,” I croak, and then pause to clear my throat. “Simon, I never hated you.”

He goes still. “Never?” He stares at me.

I shake my head. “Never. I pretended to hate you. It was what my family expected of me. What I expected of myself. But I never could quite manage it.”

He scowls a little. “You gave a damned good impression of it.”

And a tiny tease from Raising Dragons (it's done, y'all! Fristi and I are making some final decisions, but it should post in the next few days!)

“Don’t laugh at me, you arsehole,” I whine.

“But when will I ever laugh then?” he mocks me. He loves that line. And I love him, so I let him get away with it, every time.

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dragynkeep · 1 year

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Listen I LOVE the Terra Cotta Arcs the most out of any of RWBY’s many lesbian ships if only because they’re treated as normal people and aren’t used for misery ‘character building’ porn like bumblebee, but they barely have any character or importance after their job is done. Anon needs to accept that Roosterteeth doesn’t actually care about gay representation so much as it they do about their one profitable ship that they’ll bait for as long as they can for max views/profits.

like the terra - cotta's are perfect background representation but it's just that, background. for a show that has 99% of their queer rep be background, off screen or dead, as well as multiple dabblings in queerbaiting & byg — it's not an effort in normalizing queer representaation or having off hand ones that you don't pay much mind to, it's just piss poor.

& again, considering what they a. have not had to face like other actually queer creatives w/ homophobic networks & b. they've done in terms of queerbaiting these past few years it just. leaves a bitter taste in the mouth.

#rwby #rwde #terra cotta arc #saphron cotta arc #bumblby critical #ais.txt #answered #q

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kob131 · 2 years

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"The writers aren't going to listen to their fans, because they can't even be bothered to listen to their own staff, because they "learned their lesson" to "listen to their gut" and "stick to their guns," and to ignore anybody who tries to educate their CisHet White Male selves on the matters of positive and accurate representation. Not just queer, but with everything. It happened with Jaune>Ruby, it happened with the White Fang, it happened with Emerald, it happened with Flynt Coal, it happened with Jaune>Ruby again, it happened with Yang, it happened with Cinder, it happened with Tyrian, it happened with Jaune>Ruby again, it happened with Pilot Boi, it happened with Ghira, it happened with Blake, it happened with Leo, it happened with Ilia, it happened with Sienna, it happened with Adam, it happened with Oz, it happened with Salem, it happened with Jaune>Ruby again, it happened with Terra Cotta, it happened with Ironwood, it happened with Marrow, it happened with Elm, it happened with Vine, it happened with Harriet, it happened with Clover, it happened with Qrow, it happened with Winter, it happened with Penny, it happened with Jaune>Ruby again - over and over and over and over and over, the fans have spent the past ten years explaining exactly how and why [X problem] was actually a real, tangible problem, with the writers either blatantly ignoring it, or hand-waving it away with vague and empty promises to "be better about it," only to pull the exact same shit all over again.

Ten years of hundredth chances, ten years of patient (or in some cases, not so patient, which is why we get villainized) adherence to the "Just Wait" rule, ten years of practically begging to see even tiny improvements only to be left hanging (or worse, to be directly baited as Eddy admitted happened with Fair Game, and then to be attacked directly by crwby itself and treated as if we were "just imagining things" and that we were "just horny salty fanboys" and that "it's not bait if we never intended to canonize the worm in the first place" and that it's our fault we were foolish enough to think Rooster Teeth would include queer rep and tentatively bit down on the hook) ten years of having it be PROVEN to us that the people who do most of the writing for RWBY write it specifically with a White Straight Male audience in mind, because at the time of RWBY's creation, data shows that Rooster Teeth's fanbase was 93% Male identified and 7% Female identified, and the separate demographic that was attracted solely to RWBY itself was just basically bonus income on top of that."

I saw this and I think it's a good showcase of an older RWBY critics. So let this be a lesson to the RWBY stans who not so coincidentally sound exactly the same.

For those who don't know what they're referring to, an old RWBY AMA on Reddit had this from Miles-

"-Boi howdy, did that take us by surprise. There's always a background character that gets super popular. Last season it was the Waitress. This season it was Pilot Boi and Cute Faunus Guard. Interesting story, we originally had a line for the Pilot that subtly told the audience he had a boyfriend back in Atlas (this was done in our attempt to get better about having more LGBTQ+ representation). However, when scripts went out to the team, a number of crew members were concerned that our first homosexual character with a line of dialogue addressing his sexuality was going to die in the very next episode and was "also kind of a selfish jerk". Soooo, we scrapped the line. Next thing we know, he's the most popular character of the volume and we're kicking ourselves for not sticking to our guns."

And the whole spiel is about how they wanted to keep Pilot as LGBT due to his popularity even though he's bAd rEP. Except that what makes bad representation (being stereotypical, being one dimensional ect.) makes a bad character IN GENERAL. It's why bad writers, no matter their subgroup, can't write good representation- You have to be a good writer. And given that Pilot Guy was so prevelant in Volume 5, he clearly resonated with/entertained so many people. So making him LGBT would have made a fan favorite LGBT, making it far more likely he'd be accepted. That's what happened with Illa. It's what happened with May.

But then, they don't care about the writing. Read it again- they care that the people don't have the right fucking genitals or melatonin content. Or rather, they don't get what they want EXACTLY when they want it. So they lash out like selfish children, crying about how thy don't get their cookie until after dinner. Except they DID get their cookie and they're being a greedy shithead.

Example? OP's own fucking examples.

Jaune>Ruby? Only happened in Volume 1...in the most shallow way possible (given that Ruby herself was a big part of JAUNE'S OWN ARC). Volume 2 gave her the involvement with the actual plot as well as her moment with Penny, Volume 3 gave her Penny's death, Pyrrha's death and being the driving force behind THE REST OF THE SHOW and Jaune got...a half baked arc that was made about Ruby in the only Volume where it got more than a episode (Volume 4).

The White Fang? Basically just "FUCK YOU FOR NO SUPPORING MY POLITICS!" With said politics being "Let me be as racist as a person from the 1920's.'

Emerald? Basically 'HOW DARE YOU MAKE A VILLAIN DARK SKINNED?!' while ignoring that she was a better person than her white cohorts (Roman, Mercury, Cinder).

Flynt Coal? Calling racism over a name (because 'black black')...while ignoring the German 'White White' girl.

Yang? That they skipped over her character arc...then gave her the lion's share of Volume 5 which they ignored because Jaune got mad at the woman who murdered his best friend for nothing was right there.

Cinder? Talking about her being a bland villain...which got shot and killed in Volumes 7 and 8.

Tyrian? Something something 'psychopath is offensive to people with mental disorders'. Completely ignoring LEGITIMATE PSYCHOPATHS..

Pilot Boy? See above.

Ghira? Something about him not being allowed to be seen as competent. ... Even though they accept Sienna being competent despite doing ACTIVE harm because Blake said so...in the same monologue saying Ghira was just as effective and more stable, just slower.

Blake? Her acting 'like a bitch' in Volume 4 despite the very clear reason of 'I just went through tramuatic events and am going through an arc.'

Leo? That having a Fanaus headmaster be a villain was racist. Even though he was still better than every other villain not named 'Emerald' present. He even got a shot in against Raven.

Illa? Psycho Lesbian...right in front of Adam 'Wannabe Racial Supremacist' Taurus. Also got redeemed and everyone went mysteriously quiet, almost like no one wanted to own up to their bullshit.

Sienna? See the WF section and add in racism accusations because Indonesians can't handle a fictional character dying apparently.

Adam? See WF section AGAIN.

Ozpin? Calling out the CRWBY for having the leader of the good guys preaching trust keeping VERY IMPORTANT secrets because 'uwu sad backstory'...after spending three years calling him the true secret bad guy.

Salem? Something about her not being a good villain because generic, cookie cutter complaints that really mean 'You will never appease us, slave.'

Terra Arc-Cotta? 'Racism' 'Why?' 'Fuck you!!!'

Ironwood? Some bullshit excuse about prosthetics that fails when you look at everyone with prosthetics which is just a cover for 'Gimmie my husbando or else.'

Elm, Harriet, Vine, Marrow? See above because no one talks about them outside of being an extension of James.

Clover and Qrow? 'We decided they were gay which not even half of the LGBT fanbase saw so you did a bad.'

20 swings, all misses.

This is not some grand outlier either. I have seen HUNDREDS, if not a THOUSAND criticisms. I have seen about a couple dozen stragglers and a half dozen consistent producers of good criticism...of which only THREE (Faboover, that Whitely Blog and Dual) are still around.

It's all just entitlement. 'You dared to ascertain your ownership over something you made so now I will bully you into compliance.'

As OP would say, over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.

Tens of thousands of chances on hitting a fucking t-ball. They always miss, split their head open on the bat and then try suing for damages after proclaiming themselves so much better than the coach.

Fair Game is a perfect example. Nothing was explictly romantic...or even implictedly. It was just some guys bonding. I have seen actual ship baiting (Amorshipping from Pokemon) and Fair Game does not fit. People picked up on some flirty animation that the WRITERS didn't intend for, used a character for their purpose and people shat themselves. Blaming them for YOUR immaturity is fucking disgusting.

But hey, this is how the crowd has ALWAYS worked. Don't give them what they want immediately? 'Kill yourself, Monty hates you.' Give them a background couple? 'Give us a major character, kill yourself.' Give them a tragic villain with a defined personality? 'Psycho Lesbian, kill yourself.' Give them a couple with a child? 'Doesn't count, kill yourself.'

Time after time after time after time after time- They demand shit by using their DEAD FRIEND as a soapbox and bludgeon and then move the goalposts so they can threaten and attack them.

We know this for a fact- the Camp Camp blog incident provided the psychos.

Oh did you think I forgot? Silly little fragile hypocrite- I will never forget.

You fucks are some of the most psychotic pieces of shit I have ever had the displeasure of meeting. I also remember how the very SECOND you got push back, that you had to eat your own shit for once, you cried foul.

No matter what you fucks try, I will not forget. And you will NEVER escape your bullshit.

You don't deserve to be listen to. You deserve every little bit of pettiness and disdain...times a hundred.

P.S. They do mention the Glassdoor incident...for half a paragraph.

"ACTUAL LIVING PEOPLE got hurt? Eh...BU WHAT ABOUT MY EGO?!"

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daughterofhecata · 1 year

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Thanks @alintheshitposter for tagging me 💕

Share your wallpaper: this picture, because Flint 🥰 (also the added benefit of Silver, Billy AND Joji being in the background)

Last song you listened to: Just put on ASP’s “Requiem” because it makes for surprisingly good studying music and that’s what I should actually be doing at the moment.

Currently reading: still Ursula Le Guin’s The Dispossessed, also James Oswald’s Natural Causes and on and off sneaking in a few pages of V for Vendetta

Last movie you watched: uuuuh I think it was The Best Days of Our Lives for class.

Craving: chili con carne. And also someone to just [redacted].

What are you wearing right now: blue jeans, black long sleeve, nothing interesting sadly

How tall are you: 1,72m? 1,73m? somewhere around there

Piercings: two in each ear, have been dying to get an industrial for literal years, might finally get around to it this year, because more hours at work=more money I can actually spend?

Tattoos: a simplified version of ASP’s black butterfly logo on my back

Glasses? Contacts? Glasses. Used to wear contacts almost exclusively for work a couple years back but too much hassle honestly

Last drink: coffee.

Last thing I ate: off-brand oreos

Last show: ...Tatort.

Favourite colour: black, but also dark green/blue/purple/red

Current obsession: Tatort Berlin (Karow specifically), unfortunately

Unrelated obsession: I think at this point DDF has stopped being an obsession and become a character trait

Any pets: nope.

Do you have a crush on anyone: do fictional characters count?

Favourite fictional characters: right now? Cotta and Karow, but Milo Sturgis, Sebastian Moran, Marcus Keane, and James Flint are also always somewhere at the top of the list

The last place you travelled: some Kuhkaff in Sachsen-Anhalt over easter because my mum decided we had to have a family vacation (it was... nice. but also very firmly just “nice”.)

i’m tagging @bistdueinbaum, @auxiliarydetective, @takealookintheback & @autumncalls (as always, only if you want!)

#i was tagged #thanks again!#uh yeah i'm craving a lot of things right now very few of them are sfw #most would involve karow or like. the next best repalcement i'm not too picky tbh.#which also answers the question which fictional character(s) i currently have a crush on #how did fucking tatort of all things hit me so bad?#anyway #thanks again for tagging me this was fun #i will now not go study but instead go grocery shopping.

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darlingpwease · 11 months

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I cannot believe you just did that. That's the worst of both worlds. And you went there. I can't believe you.

(눈_눈)... NOOOO NO THATS NOT IT!!! I love the idea smsmsm but I just want you to write it when you want to. If you finish the work, I can't wait to see how you write it out, but if you don't then thats okay too. I promise that I'm absolutely hooked on the idea tho :))) /gen That's fair,, do you have any specific book preferences?? Like mangas, manhwas, novels, that kinda stuff?? I know some novel apps/sites I can recommend if you'd like :))

I can say the same to you bubba <33 The amount of cavities you've given me is insane. The idea of them desperately trying their best to keep you with them is just so ♡♡♡ They realized that there was something... different about you compared to others, they just could never truly place a finger on exactly how. But when your mission keeps getting interrupted because of them, even of the brisk of failing.. the punishment given by failing a certain amount of worlds is something you definitely want to avoid. So no matter how many times you have to reset this world, you are really trying to complete it. But when not only Xie Lian and Hua Cheng are remembering things they shouldn't, doing things they shouldn't,, you're thinking that it might be best to move on to the next world hoping that it will go better... But with Xie Lian and Hua Cheng doing their best, even causing issues with the system itself,, they won't let you leave. You have to stay. They're good, right? You like them,, right?? So you shouldn't leave. You definitely want to stay with them.... Or something hehefhsk

Oh... is that still not a green flag tho?? I think someone being obedient is nice at times... And its not that I have a bad opinion of you,, its just that you're so sly and rotten that I don't know what to do </33 /t /hj 🤨🤨 ..i– listen, Dove,,, I really will do my best. Is my memory the best?? ...not really.. BUT!! I can still put a lot of effort in.

I can't believe you compared the dark water arc to something that isn't even real.... Yes, and cherish them and treat them so well <33 Give them many many kisses n hugs n cuddles and praise them loads <333

He's– he's just so– so uuwwaw <3333 Pretty baby, pretty boy,,, stunning omgomg,, he's just so cute?? And lovable??? And bitable??? Yes!! Yes!! You understand!!! I can see him flirting with you and giving you compliments, but when you reciprocate,, his brain can't help but shut off <33 Him getting so giddy when you call him San Lang, a warm smile across his face as he smiles so blissfully at you,,, he loves it when you praise him. Calling him the cutest boy you've seen, telling him how good he is and how he deserves all of the nicest things, how he deserves to be pampered beyond the heavens <333 he gets all gushy when you do that,, it's one thing when he acts that way to you, but when the roles are switched he needs his brain to reboot for a quick sec.

As usual?? What do you mean by that?? Hm???? >:((

-panna cotta

Hskfjad he's fully aware that you two will meet up eventually. Sometimes it does take longer than others, but whenever it does take longer he can only think about staying with you.

Nothing's stopping him from just... keeping you. You've always come back to him, he has always found you and you've always found him. It's inevitable that it will happen regardless, so why can't he just have you stay forever? Xie Lian can't help but feel frustrated when he thinks about you having to part from him.

You feel the same way. Why do you have to keep repeating this cycle? Living, finding Xie Lian, staying with him until your death, get born again, wait a few years, find him, a constant repeat that never changes. You will always be brought back to him. You just want to stay with him constantly. Not having to change and forget, you want to stay. He can remember, so why can't you? It's never fully, either.

He can recall the first time you two ever met, but you can't. He is prideful of always remembering things related to you, and although you already know his, it's engraved deep into your soul, you can't remember his first reactions to it. How he must've looked when he first discovered his new favorite thing,, how happy did he look? Did he enjoy it right away? Did it gradually grow on him??

Why can't you just stay with him forever? Although you'll always be brought back to him, Xie Lian always makes sure of it, why must you both go through this bittersweet cycle?

Dove, yes what if one day he doesn't find you,, but what if slowly the days he finds you become longer?? He'd have to wait for you for a couple of years either way, but he can't help but feel like the waiting has been growing longer. He hates thinking of that. It's just seeming longer because he misses you. He wants you by his side constantly,, he will always wait for you. He's just desperate for your company. For your touch. For you. That's why it feels longer every time recently.... Right? But when the waiting periods go from years to decades, and those decades frighteningly span from just 3 decades to almost a full century,, the panic and dread filling him shakes every passing hour.

You always come back to him. He always wants to be with you. You always want to be with him. You crave each other, wanting to be with one another constantly. Although this cycle tears you apart from one another, you always find your way back.

It's just eventually all cycles come to a stop, but for the two of you it's not anytime soon. Right?

Can I give a mwah or is it still only kith?? Yesss pretty puppies pretty darlings <<3333 My dog would always lean on me whenever I'd pet him, and I can't help but think of Xie Lian and Hua Cheng happily pressing against you whenever you praise them. Stroke their heads and tell them how good they are, and they're stuck to you for hours <333 I can see Xie Lian doing it more timidly and bashfully, happily pressing up against you with flushed cheeks and a shy smile before hiding his face into your chest or stomach,,, but I can see Hua Cheng energetically going to you. He tries not to be obvious about it, acting nonchalant,, but he constantly drops hints about things he'd done so you could go and praise him,, then he'd happily lean and cling to you <333 They always try to stay close to you too,,, making sure not to stray too far from you, always wanting to be by your side... They're both just so adorable idk what to do <//333

Maybe after taking care of Hua Cheng for so long while waiting for Xie Lian that you accidentally do the same habits... You'd always play with Xie Lians hair, combing it and tying it up all pretty. You'd love to braid it too,, not even in one big large braid, but sometimes just a small single strand that he didn't need to focus on much. But with you now taking care of Hua Cheng, you've accidentally kept that habit with him, not that he's complaining. He loves the way your fingers run through his scalp. At first, Hua Cheng didn't understand why you'd do it, but he dealt with it because you seemed to be happy doing it. Now, he will come up to you and ask if you're okay with doing it when you have time. He happily asks if you can play with his hair, braiding it and even putting things in it. He remembers one time you braided his hair and weaved some flowers in it, it made him happy. You thought he looked nice? You think he looks good with his hair like that?? Do you want to do it again????

Maybe Xie Lian getting jealous when he sees that too,, you did that with him before, it was something you'd do when the two of you spent time together, alone,, and now you're doing it with someone else?? He doesn't even think of the hundreds of others things that you do with just him. He knows how nice and comforting that is, and now you're doing it with someone that isn't him???

Hua Cheng teasing you for curling up on his chest,, but he absolutley adores it when you do <333 He knows that with you still being a will-o'-wisp that his yin energy is comforting,, but the fact that you don't even try to refute his teasing, instead indulging him and teasing back,,, he can't help but be really happy (*ﾉ▽ﾉ) Telling you that you should always try to stick to him, always try to have some form on contact with him so you can gain more energy, totally not so he can touch you more,, (him getting embarrassed by how he reacts with his chest, always trying to tell you, beg you to not touch it,, it's too much,, but still bringing your hands up to it once his mind is all fuzzy, some times not even realizing himself)

Hua Cheng as a Maine Coon and Xie Lian as a Ragdoll confirmed❗️❓❗️❓

You should, because I'm ready to repeat sjshjshsjshsjdhd /t /j

still waiting!!!😚😘 look at him, it's worth poking panna cotta in the side, and he immediately starts to get nervous, as if he was caught eating all the cookies in the house~ /t /affectionate /mwah<333 I think I'll finish it one day, but at the moment, it's still in the process. after all, cute xianxia are now filling my mind😔 I love novels!!! It's a long story where I went from anime to manga, only to realize that I just like to read in a comfortable rhythm</3 very sad story, for right /hj 'I know some novel apps/sites I can recommend if you'd like :))' oh???

listen, but when you restart again, only to realize that your system is crashing while everyone remembers and your 'pretty boys' is looking for you, not letting go, clearly hindering the plot, and the world starts to go crazy while the two main characters are crazy about you? you're trying to do anything, no matter what it leads to, just to get out, but what can you do when their memories overlap on time lines and become mixed, besides how they adore you and adored you in all the storylines, and no matter what you do or where you want to wait out, they are constantly finding you, and it doesn't matter if you rewrite part of the story or make an emergency restart again, they are always here, and when other characters also begin to remember and not forget, you are in absolute shock and horror - and when you realize that your system no longer works in any way except for the little things, while the story begins from the very beginning, it seems to you that you have passed the blackening arch, intending to use them to get through this damn world, realizing that if you can't win, then you need to lead,,,,,

I see, an obedient calf on a string. in general, this is what they say about people who do everything without objections, and it is used more as a pejorative if a person is doing something for no particular reason or meaning, but simply because they were told so. you know how "if everyone jumps off the roof, will you jump too?", but more innocuously. yes yes of course it's this innocent and gentle crumb's fault🙄🙄🙄 mean bully ://// babyboo... it's like the promise of a fish that it will try to breathe with its lungs. come on, come on, you won't promise what's impossible, you need to learn to be humble /t /j /nsrs

if it wasn't real, my panna cotta wouldn't have become blackened from everything that he... ah...... *wipes away tears* my poor white lotus baby booo :(((( /t /j making them cry when it's too much for them, even if Hua Cheng asks you not to stop whispering that everything is fine, or when Xie Lian lets you negotiate with his silk ribbon to tie his hands----

yes yes!!! so kissable and biteable<333 pretty baby cheeks, clinically insane, really good at being handsome<3333 maybe his eyes glaze over if you're away for a long time, and he's a little strange when you want to leave him, whispering hoarsely why you're leaving, why you don't want to stay, why you want to leave him too — but still such a cutie<3333 yes yes yes~ when he is internally torn between "everything you say is true" and "no, he's not handsome, you probably think he's ugly" and you keep saying that he is the most handsome man, young man and boy in your life and just perfect for a husband and he sits!!! husband!!! the perfect husband!!! even if you said it jokingly, he is!!! he's ready!!! he is ready to be your husband!!! when he constantly nervously adjusts his clothes and fidgets, afraid that you will find him ugly, and you look at him only with the thought of how beautiful and irresistible and amazing and incredible he is,,,,, when he is shy to bare himself, even if, well, he knows that he is handsome, but once he sees you, his doubts and shame start moving inside again, because he can't help but worry that you don't think he is handsome, preferring someone prettier than him, and when you drown he's in love and praise, he just doesn't know how to react at first - especially if you're flirting, praising his appearance or e-ming, and he's just so confused and dumbfounded, even if he's very happy hearing your words that sound too good for someone like him,,,,,,,, when you praise him for how handsome and pretty he is, looking up at you, such a good boy so that you can pamper him, and he feels almost shamefully good, being drowned in your adoration and giving no less in return, even if he freezes at first, as if you caught him off guard, looking at you with almost rabbit shock,,,,,,,

I mean, you're just proving it right now, meanie 🤨🤨🤨 /t

listen, but every time it seems to him that your life is getting shorter, while the wait is longer, and these short moments are almost immediately replaced by the sharp pain of loneliness? it hurts him so much when you are not with him, even knowing that you will come back, you always come back, like the spring sun returns to the gardens of winter ice, only his frosts get longer and longer, while your warmth is getting shorter and shorter, as if you are going to decline, and this scares him more than any thing. he knows he shouldn't worry, there's no reason for you not to come back, but you need more and more time, and he can't help but look like a wild dog when he's looking for you, foolishly poking his nose everywhere you can be, just to get you back to where you should be - just wish he could be where he belongs.

he constantly clings, almost abducting you, begging you not to leave him, and you don't want to, but the cycle repeats again and again, taking you away, like the current of a river, with which you struggle to return to your beloved. perhaps the carp that broke the current and reached the gate could become a dragon, but you were afraid that you would never be able to become one for your lover — even when you realize again with bitterness that you should, but you can't, looking for his gaze, only to find a dull disappointment when he thinks that you are not looking, and you realize that it hurts him too, just like you, and you try to break this circle.

and once again it is interrupted.

... you can<3 yes!!! Xie Lian is more calm and shy, but when he sees how to open Hua Cheng, he also starts to be more persistent, although still gentler and softer than him,,,, no matter how different they are, they are equally needy and tenacious, and they cling to you so much that you feel like you can't breathe when they entwine you like vines, not letting you get out of this vicious cycle, but accept their adoration, even when they become even more and more needy because of how you pamper them,,,,, when Hua Cheng puts his chin on your palm for you to stroke him, or tries to do something edible (unsuccessfully) or beautiful (many times better) for you to praise him, while trying not to be too open in his need to get your affection, while Hua Cheng almost waves his metaphorical peacock tail, much more direct, but also easily embarrassed in response to praise, especially unexpected, even if he really asked you for it a little earlier,,,,, When they both lie next to you, trying to snuggle comfortably, and easily find a common language and share ways to snuggle and get your attention, sometimes even cooperating to convince you to let them if single attempts are useless,,,, or when they almost imperiously wrap themselves around you from both sides, as if just the fact that you are dating God and Ghost King is not enough, they must also be obsessive and completely abnormal with you,,,,,,,,

but when you once braided his hair into a braid while he was a child, and now he braids it so constantly because it reminds him of you? and when you start accidentally doing this to him, stroking his soft, black hair, perfect to play with, and your chest is so warm, remembering your Xie Lian, that you can't help but repeat this feeling in your hands, braiding the hair of the unresisting Hua Cheng, not understanding why you are doing this, but it's joyful that you again found his hair good for this — and almost purring when he looks everywhere he can, stroking his braid,,,, when you weave certain flowers into his hair, explaining why you think they suit him, and your voice simultaneously calms and excites him, as if teasing him on the verge of sleep and wakefulness, while your fingers slide through his hair, making him feel like he's at home, while your breath tickles his ear, feeling your arms around his neck, hiding your face in his hair, as you did with Xie Lian, seeking peace in these embraces, but Hua Cheng is not the same as him at all - although for some reason no less calms you like your prince, even when his cold fingers touch yours, slightly intertwining,,,,,,,,,

Listen, if he were less restrained, he would have painted a sign with "welcome home CHEATER" because this is what he experiences when he looks from his hair to Hua Cheng's pigtail, the creator of which he recognizes from a million braids made by other people<///3 he? is jealous of the fact that you braided another person's pigtail? more likely than you think — especially if Hua Chang pretends that he doesn't understand what the problem is, seeing Xie Lian's gaze on his hair, and you also try to pretend that you don't understand what kind of atmosphere is around your lover, but it's hard when he doesn't even try to hide his dissatisfaction, almost crossing his arms and looking with mute reproach, clearly waiting for your explanations, not at all such a cute bunny as you are used to, but rather a jealous wife who waited and looked for you while you flirted with the ghostly king, and even the fact that his door is being repaired does not calm his jealousy too much<//////3

I mean? yes, I am a simp, but anyone if they had a chest like Hua Cheng's and tried to seduce someone, they would bare it, and I guarantee that after you have been constantly pressing against it for a century or even more, looking for yin energy, it becomes almost a reflex, — and he is more than mischievous in this regard, even if this desire to tease is still mixed with worship for you, from which he seems to never be able to get rid of, he owes his life to you, — just to see you pressing your cheek to his chest out of habit, not seeing anything in that, having already managed to get rid of the shame of it for all the time that almost depended on him,,,,, after all, you're still doing it even if you're already more than successful at absorbing smaller ghosts — what's the point if you can just... lie on it??? it's convenient enough and you're used to it, and it's not that anyone dares to tell you how you look - it doesn't matter if you're still a will-o'-the-wisp or have already taken human form, you're constantly either on him or around him, which makes you perceived as his familiar, if only he did not treat you as carefully and tenderly as his darling, whom he constantly indulges and is gentle, especially while you are a will-o'-the-wisp, not interested in anything other than becoming stronger than he uses, guiltily indulging himself in stroking you and cuddling you to himself,,,,,,

yes!!! maine coon!Hua Cheng is a very nice and well-mannered cat, but if you don't pay attention for a long time, and he starts to be naughty and whimsical and look at you with huge innocent eyes until you take this huge carcass on your lap to be crushed, and ragdoll!Xie Lian, who is almost phlegmatic and moderately playful, but follows you everywhere like a dog, because just like Hua Cheng does not tolerate separation from you, but not so loud and mischievous,,,,, you know, this is the ideal type of cats who love to sit on their knees and on their hands, but only for you, and are shy indifferent (Xie Lian) or rude (Hua Cheng) to others. in fact, you will have to sleep almost on the floor or a very low bed, since Xie Lian, due to the breed, has muscle relaxation and cannot group normally when falling, which is why he has a risk of injury, but constantly wants to sleep with you, while Hua Cheng just uses this to block your oxygen<////3

#❖.my jewelry #.spicy♡#✮.panna cotta <3 #🥮 — heaven official's blessing #✉.hua cheng #✉.xie lian

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wellbelesbian · 10 months

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Current Tag Game

thanks for tagging me @bazzybelle!

current time: 00:18

current mood: bloody shattered. there was a miner's gala in our city today so the pub where i work was absolutely packed, and it was so hot and muggy with the awful weather on top.

current activity: just chilling in bed, listening to the rain.

currently thinking about: pride. my friends and i were just discussing what we're going to wear to a pride event at the end of the month. here's my plan:

current obsession: six of crows. i'm just constantly rotating the characters in my brain. rotisserie crows.

current favourite song:

current reading: ha! a lot. Bitch by Lucy Cooke, The Ancient Guide To Modern Life by Natalie Haynes, Dykes To Watch Out For by Alison Bechdel, Empress Of The East by Leslie Pierce, Elektra by Jennifer Saint and Helen Of Troy by Margaret George. i just ping between them as the fancy takes me.

current watching: i've been rewatching a lot of brooklyn 99 recently, it's just something comforting to return to as i used to watch it over and over again. i'm also watching Barbarians on netflix, my friend got me into it.

current favourite character: Matthias Helvar from Six Of Crows. every time i see someone call him boring or claim he only changed for a girl, my love for him grows out of spite. he did not go through an entire crisis of faith, overcome years of brainwashing and fearmongering, accept and love his partner FOR the things he was taught to hate instead of IN SPITE of them, and resolve to save the rest of his people from the same poisoning, all for people to say his redemption was shallow and selfish! also he's funny as hell, because he's the straight man all the other absolute freaks in the books are playing off. "my ghost won't associate with your ghost", "pay someone to pay someone to pay someone to..." y'all always forget that all the funniest lines come from his chapters, because he's the only one normal enough to point out how supremely weird the conversations the others are having around him actually are.

okay, i may have gotten slightly derailed here, but i refuse to delete it because i'm right goddamnit.

current wips: i'm only actually working on two things at the moment, my COTTA project and my original story about the aftermath of the Trojan War. as for abandoned projects... well, best not to invoke their names.

no pressure, i tag @ileadacharmedlife @martsonmars @imagineacoolusername @confused-bi-queer @forabeatofadrum @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @facewithoutheart @larkral @otherpeoplesheartachept1 @whogaveyoupermission @shemakesmeforget and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe

#tag game

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I just had weird and possibly hilarious thought ever heard of Isekai Ojisan.....Jaune is the Ojisan you can ho 7 years or the full 14 either way Saphron, Terra and Adrian are gonna see his memories of the other world

"Look! Look! He's waking up!"

For the first time in ten years, Jaune Arc awoke from his coma. The doctors warned he was unresponsive and would likely be so for the remainder of his life. It had been ten years, and Jaune was awaken by some miracle.

Adrian Cotta Arc sat and watched as his uncle began looking around with bleary eyes. He seemed lost, which made sense, since he just came out of a ten year coma last night.

"Adrian," his mother, Saphron, got his attention, "I'm going to get your uncle checked out. Can you stay here, like a good boy?"

"I'm not a baby, Mom." Adrian grimbled. "I can stay here."

"Okay, sweetie, I'll be right back." Adrian sighed, pulling out his Game-Joy as his mother left.

Adrian played Jumpman EX while his uncle waved his arm around, mumbling something. It didn't sound like anything he heard, and the nurses wrote it off as him not fully functioning yet. His dialect shifted from guttural with uks and guhs, to hissing shas and sos, to vibrant zhs and jis.

"Almost, al-! Gah!" Adrian huffed, losing his last life in the game. He looked up to his uncle, who continued to wave his arm with his ridiculous sounds. "What are you doing?" He said with annoyance.

"Gravity!" A bottle of water slapped against his hand, to which Adrian looked between his uncle and the empty space where the bottle sat. "Oh, I guess this language works now."

"How'd you do that?!" Adrian ran up to his uncle. "That was like magic!"

"Because it is magic." Jaune chuckled. "An arcane knight has a few tricks up his sleeve, you know?"

"What?!" Adrian had stars in his eyes.

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"And he can do other magic, too!" Adrian bounced in his seat as his mother, Terra, sat and listened to him on the couch. "Like lightning and ice and stuff!"

"Oh, really?" Terra chuckled. "Quite the magician, isn't he?"

"He's not a magician, though!" Adrian replied. "He's an arcane knight!"

"Is that what you were dreaming about, Jaune?" The man walking around raised a brow at her as he walked by. "You were some kind of knight?"

"I was a knight." Jaune answered. "Before coming to this world, I was a knight of Ozpin, and aided in the defeat of Salem."

"Sounds like a crazy adventure." Terra said as she chuckled, then sighed. "But try to ease up on the fairy tales around Adrian. He's still young and impressionable."

"It's true, though, Mom!" Adrian hopped off the couch. "Come on, Uncle Jaune, let's show her!"

"Alright." Jaune followed his nephew outside, followed by Terra behind him. He picked up the softball bat next to the door. "Here, hit me with this."

"Huh?" Terra blinked, stopping in her tracks. "Jaune, I'm not going to just whack my brother-in-law, especially when he just got out of the hospital from a ten year coma, and especiallynot with a bat!"

"That makes sense." Jaune nodded. "Adrian, you do it."

"What?!"

"Okay, Uncle Jaune!" Adrian took the bat and ran out to yard, where Jaune followed. "Don't worry, Mom! Uncle Jaune and me did this yesterday!"

"Was that what that thwacking sound was?!"

"I told you what we were doing."

"But I didn't believe it!"

"Ready, Adrian?" Jaune asked.

"Ready!" Adrian swung the bat, and it harmlessly bounced off Jaune, to which he didn't flinch. Adrian continued striking his uncle until he got tired.

"Jaune!" Terra called out. "Are you okay?!"

"I'm fine." He looked down to Adrian. "Are you okay?"

"Uh huh." Adrian panted. "Show her your legs."

Jaune nodded, walking over to his sister-in-law, and rolled his pantleg up. She expected to see welts and bruises, but found nothing but nothing of the sort. His leg was completely fine!

"What happened while you were in your coma?!" Terra shouted.

Jaune scratched his chin, then snapped his fingers. He reached into his pockets and pulled out a thin slab of white metal, sit down the middle by a seam. In the center was a golden diamond. He shook the item in his hand.

"Let me show you."

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"Are you all ready?" Jaune asked as he stood by his scroll.

"I'm still reeling from the fact your, er, magical artifact is compatible with our big screen TV." Terra shrugged.

"It's suspicious to say the least." Saphron leaned against the couch. "And you said TV wasn't a thing where you were?"

"Nope." Jaune smiled. "I vaguely remember one show I was always excited. It was about card games, I think. I wonder how it's doing?"

Adrian quietly winced as he remembered the show his uncle referred to. It had recieved sequel after sequel, and made the cards his uncle collected in his binder very obsolete. He didn't have the heart to tell him today that his beloved cards were now functionally worthless.

"Okay, I'm ready!" Jaune exclaimed. He pressed a thumb against the center button on the scroll and it flicked open. A blue screen illuminated his palm as he held his hand over it. "Memory: Recall!"

The TV screen flicked from the blue screen to a green with a set of video clips lined up in a row. Jaune mumbled quietly, chewing on his finger before nodding and selecting the first video.

The screen was black, then parted to reveal the colors of a quaint, little cottage home. A groaning indicated the first person view belonged to Jaune. He looked down to see two beautiful women draped over him. Terra and Saphron snapped their heads to their blushing son.

"Jaune?" Saphron asked, an edge of danger in her tone. "Who are those girls?"

"That's Pyrrha and Ruby." Jaune witlessly replied. "They were my companions in their world." Jaune pointed to the long-haired woman breathing softly, with emerald green eye-shadow accenting her shut eyes. "Pyrrha is an Amazonian princess trying to save her throne from being usurped." He moved his finger to the girl who looked barely older than his nephew. "Ruby is a Huntress, who's destined to save the world."

"Uh-huh, and how old are they?" Terra asked.

"Mm, well, according to my memory," Jaune looked at his scroll, "Ruby was fifteen, and Pyrrha was seventeen at this time."

"Mhm, and how old were you?" Saphron followed up.

"Seventeen, why?"

"No reason." The three of them were going to have a LOOOOOOONG talk after this. "And how close were these companions?"

"Really close." Jaune smiled. "We were all the best of friends."

The recording yawned, and the two girls stirred from their slumber. They looked up with bleary eyes, but a smile on their faces. The looks they gave made the mothers ready to tackle their son to cover his eyes.

'Good morning, girls.' Jaune's voice rumbled from the speakers. 'Did you sleep well?'

Pyrrha nodded, yawning. 'Yes, and thank you for allowing us to sleep in your bed~.'

'Sorry it couldn't be more comfortable.' Jaune apologized. 'I don't usually share this bed with anyone but myself.'

'It's fine.' Ruby replied. 'You were warm enough for the both of us~.'

'I'm glad to hear.' Jaune crawled out bed, leaving the two girls to pout. 'Time to get some breakfast!' Jaune walked out the door, and the memory ended.

"Hm, I guess my memory spaces are limited by rooms." Jaune explained.

Saphron gripped her couch arm. 'Jaune, I know you're my brother...'

Terra's eye twitched at her brother-in-law. 'And I know I'm supposed to support you...'

Adrian fidgeted with his shirt. 'But how is it possible...?'

All three watched the man from another world, '...You couldn't see how much they wanted you?!'

#rwby #isekai ojisan #jaune arc #saphron cotta arc #terra cotta arc #adrian cotta arc #ruby rose #pyrrha nikos

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