#rvb c.t

[crystalsandbubbletea]

Carolina: C.T, what does IDK, ILY, and TTYL mean?

C.T: I don’t know, I love you, talk to you later.

Carolina: Alright, I love you too, I'll ask York.

C.T: Wait- Carolina, no-

[heaven-s-black-box]

Perk- York x Fem!Freelancer!Reader

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Recovery date: August 20th, 2023

Description: Hello! Could I request Agent York x female reader during the freelancer project please? Like reader thinks he loves Carolina and she is jealous of Carolina but York actually loves the reader. Thank you so much!

Notes: This work was recovered in conjunction with an anonymous researcher, we thank them for their contribution.

Word count: 711

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In project freelancer, it was safe to say that Carolina was Ms. Perfect. Top of the leaderboard, respected- at least to some degree- by all of her team, strong, and smart. If she were a character in a book, dumb schmucks might even call her a Mary sue. Which Y/N recognizes is a very strange thought process, but she’s annoyed, and tired… and maybe a bit jealous as she watches York and Carolina laugh together across the mess hall.

To her left, she barely hears C.T and Wash whispering to each other.

“She’s doing it again.”

“Why doesn’t she just talk to them?”

Y/N looked up from her plate and Wash gave her an awkward wave.

“Because I like our team, and if I fuck this up I’m gonna get reassigned.”

C.T rolled her eyes and leaned forward on the table.

“Well I think being reassigned is better than ending up dead,” C.T teased. It made Y/N scowl as her fellow freelancers didn’t seem to take this seriously. “Look, if this keep up- this excessive training and studying- you’re gonna pass out in the field or something. Your rank might be going up right now, but it’s only a matter of time-”

She cut herself off and looked up behind Y/N.

“Afternoon Michigan,” Carolina said. Y/N took a deep breath before turning and leaning over the back of her chair. “I noticed you’ve been training a lot more recently, let me know if you want to spar together, and don’t overwork yourself.”

Her face was still as set as ever, but everyone at the table could tell it was a genuine offer. Just another way she was Ms. Perfect.

Y/N nodded, mumbling a small thanks, and Carolina left.

When she turned back around, Wash and C.T had both left. She let out a long sigh and buried her head in her arms. Everything hurt, maybe Carolina and C.T were right; she needed a break.

A gentle tap at her shoulder made her jump, slamming her knee into the underside of the table. She groaned, rubbing at it as York laughed.

“York?” Y/N asked as his laughter died out. “I thought you’d have left with Carolina.”

“Ugh, don’t tell me you think that too. It’s bad enough that North won’t get off my back about it.”

“About what?”

York tapped the chair beside Y/N, wordlessly asking if he could sit. She nodded, waving her hand, so he took a seat and folded one arm against his chest and rested his chin on his other palm. 

“Me and Carolina.”

There was a cold feeling spreading through Y/N’s chest. It made her cross her arms to try and lessen the pressure.

“What about you two?” Y/N raised a brow.

York laughed before swiftly skipping over the subject.

“I have been told, by multiple people, that I owe you an apology.” He leaned forward, getting into Y/N’s personal space. “Y/N, I’m sorry for being an oblivious fuck.”

Y/N felt her face heat up as she blinked owlishly.

“Wh-huh?”

“Look, the thing with Carolina and I is…” he shifted his gaze awkwardly as he tried to come up with an explanation, “it’s a long story. But,” he raised the hand from across his chest and pointed a finger in the air, “I don’t love her.”

“But I thought-”

“You and half the project it seems,” he chuckled. “But that’s fine.”

Y/N frowned. “But, what if you try to date someone? What if they think you’re already taken, or at least-”

York grabbed the sides of her face, a cocky smirk plastered on his face.

“Then I’ll just have to explain the obvious perk to her.”

“Perk?”

He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Y/N’s lips. When he pulled away, she could still feel his breath on her lips as he whispered, “If everyone’s too busy trying to can Carolina and I for personal relationships, no one’s looking at my actual personal relationships.”

She blinked a few times before an uncontrollable grin spread across her face.

“That is a nice perk, but I like this one better,” Y/N hummed as she kissed York again.

[kapkant7]

RvB posting part 2

[rvb-relationship-royale]

RVB Romantic Relationship Royale- Round 2, Part 2, Poll 7

[gomagopowerrangers]

fuck it az sweep heres all the doodles n shit

expression in #4 is from a chat by @deeppink-man

[artificialsniper]

rvb women carrying sick!you to bed headcanons

based on this text from my best friend after i mentioned i think all the rvb women are built as fuck

Scenario: You threw up and are nauseous, you cant walk to your room. Youre friends/teammates with this person, they carry you to your bed. You have nausea medicine in your side table drawer.

Tex: picks you up somewhat haphazardly, but doesn't jostle you. she holds you close and runs her thumb on ur side (the hand under ur arm.) - She places you in bed and pats you on the shoulder before covering you with the blanket. Maybe she tucks you in, if youre friends.

Carolina:(post-pfl/current) picks you up very carefully, is pretending she doesn't care that much. Your head is on her shoulder, she would have her hand on the side of your head if she could carry you that way. She asks if youre ok. You say you are even though youre still feeling gross, she knows this, but goes along with it anyway. She puts you in bed and lightly tucks you in. Youre drifting off when she comes back in the room to give you [meds] and water. When you eventually wake up she fell asleep at the end of the bed.

Carolina:(project freelancer) picks you up carefully, is pretending she doesn't care. Your head is on her shoulder, she sighs with lighthearted annoyance. She brings you to your bunk/room and lays you in bed. She takes [meds] from your side table drawer and hands you them with a water bottle. She tells you to be on time for training in the morning and to go to medbay if youre still sick.

South: picks you up and accidentally jostles you. She does not want to be doing this, but feels obligated to. She cares just enough that she would feel bad if she didnt. Neither of you enjoy this, but you dont feel well enough to walk, so its whats happening. She brings you to your bunk/room and puts you in bed. "need anything?" she would bluntly ask, obviously not wanting to get anything. You say no, figuring you can get [meds] from your side table yourself. If you say yes, you also tell her where they are. She will groan and complain that its "right fuckin next to you." The comment doesn't sting, this is just her personality and youre used to it. Its reassuring that her demeanor doesn't change, she isn't interested in babying you.

Kai/Sister: She picks you up effortlessly, she has definitely carried her drunk and/or passed out friends before, while drunk. It's a learned action. You sort of curl into her. You know that, even though she is known to be a bit careless in a reveler way, she is safe and will take care of you. She asks how youre feeling as she carries you to your room, you reply truthfully, and she tells you one of many stories of how she got wasted as shit and threw up. its an attempt to make you feel better. it helps. She lays you in bed and gives you [meds] and water. "need anything else?". She asks if you mind her staying awhile, she doesn't want you to choke if you get sick again. You say yes. She tells you more drunk party stories, including one where she carried multiple friends home and "banged" a different friend the same night, until you drift asleep. When you wake up she is asleep next to you, as far as she can be from you on the bed, and there is water and crackers on the nightstand.

C.T: picks you up easily, though seems to be having a little bit of a hard time. She can handle it, she wouldn't drop you. You both have a light conversation, if you feel like you dont want to talk she doesn't mind the quiet. She taps her fingers on the side of your knee where shes holding it as she walks. It seems like she doesn't realize shes doing it, but it comforts you. She brings you to your bunk/room and puts you in bed, turning the lights on dim. Your [meds] and water are given to you, she asks if you need anything. You ask her to stay until you fall asleep. She looks torn, but says she'll compromise and stay for 15. She sits on the edge of the bed with her hand on your shoulder. She is humming a familiar song and you fall asleep surprisingly fast.

Dr. Grey: She cant pick you up, she may train in her free time, but she isnt that strong. yet. She makes a passing soldier carry you and walks at their side, asking for your symptoms and how youre feeling. You answer truthfully, she is a doctor after all. The soldier ignores the conversation, less out of respect for your privacy, more out of fear of Dr. Grey. When you arrive at your room the soldier lays you down carefully and is waved away by Grey. She gives you [meds] and water, she advises you to stay in bed the rest of the day, and says she will send someone to check on you in the morning. Grey reassures that you'll likely be alright, its just a cold, and you have her to watch over you. She says to give her a call if you need anything further as shes leaving.

Kimball: picks you up haphazardly but carefully, she is not the best at this, and thats ok. Your arm is around her shoulder, your hand resting on her opposite shoulder blade. She smiles when she notices. As you walk, she asks how youre doing, reassures you, and comments on how she noticed youve been doing well during mandatory training. You feel comfortable with her, and engage in conversation if youre feeling up for it. Kimball lays you in bed and pulls the blanket over you. She gives you [meds] and water, and asks if you need anything. You say no, she nods and reminds you to visit the med bay if you feel worse or still feel sick in the morning. Before she leaves, she tells you to "get some rest, you deserve it." and to "sleep well." Youre glad you know her.

Four Seven Niner: picks you up cautiously, though she seems like she isn't trying to. She holds you close, not on purpose, but it's comfortable and you feel like you could fall asleep. She chatters with you as she walks, telling you shit about spaceships. She asks if youre ok, and complains if you lie. Youre deposited in your bed, and she quickly tucks you in in a joking matter. Youre both laughing a bit, she gives you [meds] from your side table and gets you water. She asks if you need anything, and says she will come check on you later. Youre asleep when she came back, but she brought crackers and juice. If she isn't scheduled for something she will stay until you wake up.

Jensen: picks you up uneasily, but is determined to get you to bed. She tells you things you can do to ease sickness/feel better, and that she knows how annoying it can be. She almost trips and drops you a few times, she apologizes profusely each time, you forgive her. She lays you in bed and asks if you need anything. You say no, but thank her. She smiles and says it wasnt a problem. She dims the light and waves as she leaves.

Dylan Andrews: picks you up easily, shes pretty strong for a reporter. She asks if youre alright immediately, and disproves you if you lie. She holds you firmly, like she is afraid she will drop you if she doesn't. She does not prompt a conversation, but would not object to having one. This isn't because she doesn't want to talk, just because she doesn't want to force you to talk. She places you in bed and lightly tucks you in. She gets you [meds] and water, asks if you need anything, and reminds you to check with a doctor if you still feel bad in the morning. Before leaving, she asks if its ok if she checks on you later, you answer truthfully. Youre comfortable with her, you know you can trust her.

[prvtbugsbuggins]

30 - You're Not Alone

For @whumptober2021

Chapter link -> Here

Trigger warning for: Sad gay stuff, thinking that you are hallucinating, needle mention.

Prompt: Ghosts

Summary: Caboose thinks that he's having a side effect from his treatments, but Wash realizes that there's more to these 'hallucinations' than what was originally thought.

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Caboose started seeing things not too long after they all got settled on Iris.

Perhaps it was because Dr. Grey was doing something to fill in all the missing holes in his brain. He goes every week back to Chorus to get an injection (and a cupcake for his troubles) and then he feels strange for a few days. Strange like his brain is stretching and moving around, but surprisingly it doesn’t hurt. He hasn’t had an unscheduled nap since he had his surgery, and he was getting less headaches as time went on. Overall, he was feeling pretty great!

So he was quite concerned when he saw a flicker of movement in the corner of his eye one day. At first he thought it may be a person, but the only people on Iris was himself and his friends. He was told by Dr. Grey and Wash to tell them if he saw anything strange as it could be a side effect from what medicine he was taking. They were messing with his noggin after all, it would make sense that they were being careful. So he kept an eye out in case it happened again, now a little afraid and paranoid for what it all could mean.

Then one day when heading up to the roof of the base (to say good-morning to the sun of course), he saw a person sitting there, watching the sun rise. Caboose could see that they weren’t all...there, as thought they were an after image pasted on the scenery. They were faint, parts of them transparent enough to see the scenery through them.

The brown armor turned, the helmet looking into his. It spoke with a voice, both soft and far away. “Can you see me?”

Caboose did what he was told to do and ran downstairs to get Washingtub.

“WASHINGTUB!” He shouted, running around the base until he found his friend, getting ready to go out for PT it seemed. Before Wash could even greet him, he was met with a gigantic hug and a rather upset Caboose.

“Caboose? What’s wrong? Are you okay?” Wash was confused, but returned the hug, concern in his voice.

“I saw a person on the roof!” Caboose hurriedly explained. “They were there and see-through and asked if I could see them! Agent Washingtub, am I hallucinating? I don’t want more shots!”

“Listen, lets go and take a look, okay? And then we can decide what to do next.” Wash, like always, was quick to calm the panicked Spartan down. Predictably, when they arrived on the roof, said person was nowhere to be found. Wash scanned the area, even using binoculars, but saw nothing.

“So you saw a person here, and they talked to you?” He asked once he determined that there was nobody around.

Caboose nodded. “Yeah. They were brown and they had silver and they were sitting right there! They asked if I could see them but I ran and got you because that’s what I’m supposed to do when I see strange things.”

“Hrm…” Wash looked thoughtful, looking out at the now sun bathed wilderness. “You did good ‘Boose, thank you for letting me know. Let’s see if you see anything again before we go and get Grey involved, alright?”

Caboose nodded, glad that he wasn’t going to get anymore shots anytime soon.

The second person he saw was when he was washing dishes. Simmons had introduced the concept of a ‘chore wheel’, so it was his turn to do dishes! At first nobody trusted him around breakable objects, supervising him for a while, but he proved he can wash dishes very well! He just needed help with cups, his hands were too big to fit inside, so he left them for Tucker.

He was just about to put the last plate away, when a purple and green person melted into view, standing right beside him. Caboose shouted in surprise, dropping the plate and shattering it into hundred of pieces. The person was like the first on the roof, oddly transparent. They looked at him and spoke with a sense of urgency.

“Hello? Can you hear me?”

Luckily Tucker and Wash ran in to see what the commotion was, and by the time they got there the person was gone. They found a shaking Caboose huddled in a corner, broken pieces of plate everywhere.

That was when he had to go back to Chorus to talk to Dr. Grey.

Dr. Grey had huffed and speculated, talking to Wash mostly as Caboose had a hard time understanding the big words she used. “Hallucinations are a rare, but known side effect from the gene treatment,” she had said. “It’s caused by missing parts of the brain connecting again...and sometimes you see after images. I’m glad you told your friends so fast, that means we can counteract them so you won’t get so spooked again!”

He had gotten two cupcakes that day because hallucinating was scary. It wasn’t like his flashbacks, because those were things he knew. But he didn’t know these people, he had never seen them before. He was given some pills to take that will help him stay calm and a different kind of shot, something he wasn’t so happy about.

He was glad to be home again at the end of the day. It was familiar and warm and he felt safe there. He was sure that he’d be alright, Dr. Grey is smart and Washingtub is smart and he trusts them. Sometimes Tucker could be smart too, but only sometimes.

So imagine his surprise when he saw a third person hanging out in his room, as though they were waiting for him to show up. Caboose did the only rational thing he could think of doing. He took one of the pills Dr. Grey gave him and laid down on his bed to wait for it to work.

“Stop that,” He told the apparition harshly. “You are scaring me and that’s not nice. Now I have to get more shots.”

The hallucination tilted their head. “I’m sorry,” they said in a feminine voice. “We didn’t mean to make you so scared.”

“Well you are! So stop!” he huffed and rolled over to his side, more annoyed now and afraid.

“North and York were right, you can see and hear us. Interesting.” she continued. He could hear her but she stayed where she was, not coming closer.

“Can you go away? Please?” Caboose tried the polite route.

“We can’t, not until we get our message out.” she replied. Before she could say anything else, she was interrupted by Wash opening the door to his room.

“Caboose?” He asked, “Who are you talking to? Are you seeing things again?”

“Oh David…” The voice continued. “You’ve gotten so much happier. I’m so glad.”

“There’s a lady in here and she won’t be quiet and his name is NOT David, thank you very much. It’s Washingtub!” Caboose sat up in bed and shouted that last part at the corner of the room. Wash looked, but saw nothing. But what his friend said gave him pause.

“Caboose,” he started, carefully. “How did you know my name was David?”

“The lady called you David.” Caboose frowned. “The one over there that isn’t supposed to be here so I don’t get more shots.”

To Caboose’s annoyance, the other two hallucinations joined her, standing together in his room.

“Caboose,” Wash swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. “What does the lady look like?”

“Uhhhhhhhhh, she has bright brown armor and she says her name is C.T. The one over there is brown and silver and he says his name is York. That one is purple and green and he says his name is North.” Caboose pointed at each person, that only he could see.

The Spartan watched Wash crumble up against the wall, clutching the part of his armor over his heart. “How do...I never talked about them-I….how?”

“I don’t know!” Caboose threw up his hands with an angry shout. “They won’t go away now until they tell you a thing!”

“And...what do they want you to tell me?” Wash looked at the area of Caboose’s ire, but saw nothing. If he imagined hard enough, he could almost see them standing there in his mind's eye. But they were dead, this couldn't be possible, could it?

Caboose tilted his head to the side, listening to something only he could hear. “They said….they said that it isn’t your fault and that they love you, and North and York say you can move on if you want...whatever that means. They want you to be happy and live cause ummmmm you look dumb when you are depressed.” Caboose sighed and flopped back against the bed. “Agent Washingtub, am I going to have to get more shots now?” He wearily asked. He sounded afraid, scared. This whole situation was probably scaring the living shit out of him. But Wash could only wheeze for a little bit before he could catch his breath.

“I...no. No Caboose, you won’t have to get more shots.” He finally managed, blinking back tears that nobody could see. “Are they...are they still there?”

Caboose let out a long, suffering sigh. “Yeah. They are looking at you.”

Wash couldn’t help but shiver at that, the idea of his dead friend and partners staring at him was unnerving. They were dead, but apparently Caboose could see them. See actual fucking ghosts. Wash knew that rationally, he shouldn’t believe him, he could just be hallucinating in just the right way…

But nobody knew about York and North and himself.

“I…” He didn’t quite know what to say, so he just decided to wing it. “I miss you guys. You say it isn’t my fault, but I still feel guilty. I don’t think I can ever stop loving you all, but I’ll try my best to follow your wishes.”

“They called you a...oh. I’m not allowed to say-, well, if you say so…” Caboose cleared his throat. “They say, ‘You are a fucking dork, be happy you dumb shit.’” He frowned and shivered at having to curse, even if it was a direct quote.

“I promise, I’ll give it my best shot.” Wash closed his eyes, and could almost imagine being hugged by them again. The touch now a faded memory, but he could still remember what they smelled like. He doesn’t think he could ever forget that, not in a million years. He opened them to see Caboose look relieved.

“They’re gone,” he sighed. “I will take a nap so I do not have to think about this anymore. That was scary.”

“You do that Caboose, I’ll leave you alone.” Wash watched Caboose flop over to his side, walking out and closing the door behind him. Poor Caboose, he hoped he'd be okay after all of this. He really should bake some cupcakes, just in case. To be honest, most likely Caboose would forget that this even happened, perhaps letting the poor man relax without worrying about ghosts anymore.

He didn’t think the pain of losing the people he cared about would ever go away, but hearing that he was allowed to be happy, even if it was second hand from his friend, gave him a little more hope for the future.

If he was now allowed to be happy, perhaps he’ll go and see what Tucker is up to.

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HAHA I can include a tiny headcanon of mine that Wash was in a poly relationship with North and York and losing them both, plus his best bud C.T. really fucked him up for a good long while. It hard to move past all that pain, and sometimes you feel like you have to stay loyal to a memory of someone. But these three hung around until someone could see them, and tell Wash to knock it the fuck off.

You are allowed to be happy.

It's just a shame they freaked Caboose right the fuck out, cause he legit believes he was hallucinating this all. He used to believe in ghosts until the EMP killed Alpha. Caboose was rightly concerned about his health and actually did a good going right to his friends and doctor when things seem weird. The gene therapy he is getting is making parts of his brain grow just to plug any holes. He won't get those functions back but it's designed to lessen his chronic headaches and seizures.

Yes Wash is gonna see what Tucker is up to cause that's another ship I like XD If it happens or not is up to Tucker, but I think he's a disaster Bi. ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯

[tigereyes45]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Red vs. Blue Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Agent Connecticut/Agent South Dakota (Red vs. Blue) Characters: Agent South Dakota (Red vs. Blue), Agent Connecticut (Red vs. Blue), Agent North Dakota (Red vs. Blue), AI Program Delta (Red vs. Blue), Agent Washington (Red vs. Blue) Additional Tags: One-Sided Attraction, One-Sided Relationship, Angst Summary:

This is a story about South as she comes to terms with how she feels about C.T., her betrayal, and facing death after. Constantly she thinks about C.T. and what could have been, but in the end, at least the Meta can't get her too.

[thesewers]

I wonder how Wash felt after learning about Tex killing C.T

[azneracarenza]

I think that the Freelancer arc is probably my favourite in RvB, but that doesn’t stop me from crying like a baby every time I finish season 10. Seriously, my feelings don’t need this, why do I do it to myself.

Original from Red vs Blue

[rvb-happens-here]

Fuck it, RvB Harry Potter AU

Yeah this has been in my thoughts wayyyy too long for me to not give you guys some bs.

I know that Ilvermorny exists, but I know that people wouldn’t appreciate me writing about America when they realise that I’m using British English to write all my shit.

I’ve chosen Harry Potter purely because I can write about it better culturally, not just because I have no idea what Ilvermorny is.

AU under cut off:

Backstory:

A few hundred years after Harry Potter's passing, when Leonard Church was still a student at Hogwarts, he was bullied by Gryffindors for, well, being a Slytherin. One time when he was being bullied, his future wife, Allison McAllister, came in and just punched the bullies in the face. She's a muggleborn, sure, but Leonard doesn't care.

Fast forward, he's now the Headmaster (Director) of Hogwarts. Allison is dead.

Book 1 Characters + bit of plot:

Students (Reds n Blues):

Church, L. Leonard: First year, Ravenclaw (||spoiler||)

Tucker, Lavernius: First year, Slytherin (muggleborn)

Simmons, Richard: First Year, Gryffindor (pure blood)

Grif, Dexter: First Year, Hufflepuff (half blood)

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Other Students:

I've used the other characters and voice actors in RvB to supplement the characters. They have a little thought about them, I use Personality analysis on the fandom side when possible and I've used Voice Actors to replace nameless people. WHen the person doesn't have a name or VA I just call them by what they're referred to, which makes sense as you can only keep track of 150 people (or something like that)

Of course, some students will have sub plots and have a greater role in the main story than others, though you could probably tell.

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Freelancers:

Washington, David(Wash): Third Year, Hufflepuff/Gryffindor (muggleborn), Seeker,

Holy fuck the freelancers are giving me trouble, tried to take a quick buzzfeed quiz as Wash, and guess what I got:

He was inteneded to be Hufflepuff anyways, but the more I thought, the more it seemed Gryffindor. It's not like I want to separate people based on armour colour... but...

McAllister, Carolina: Fifth Year (skipped a grade), Griffindor/Slytherin (absolutely a hatstall, she has ambition to be noticed by dad, but doesn't have the cunning to be in Slytherin) (insanely talented, she confused the fuck out of my sorting system) (half blood) Seeker, probably uses a time turner.

Maine, Joshua: Fourth Year, Hufflepuff, (half blood[of what, we don't know yet]), Beater

Charon, York: Fifth Year, Hufflepuff, pureblood, Keeper, Prefect

Thompson, Constance (Connie/C.T.): Fourth Year, Gryffindor, Chaser, betrayer

Dakota, Sebastian(North): Fourth Year, Gryffindor, Keeper

Dakota, Stacey(South): Fourth year, Slytherin, Seeker

Ohio, Vera: Third Year, Ravenclaw, Chaser

Idaho, Erza: Third Year, Ravenclaw

Iowa, Mike: Second Year, Ravenclaw (like a high wis low int Wizard, Mike keeps putting things in his mouth. Such as potions. hence, Mike is banned from potions and held

back a year. Also Herbology. Actually, just- everything.)

Texas, Allison: First Year, Griffindor, Beater (yeah she is that good), muggleborn (||?||)

Niner, Ash - Ravenclaw, Sixth year, Prefect

Kainat, Georgia: Sixth Year, Slytherin

Johnson, Utah: Ghost

Brown, Illinois: Seventh year, Ravenclaw

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Staff:

Sarge: Head of Gryffindor, Defence Against the Dark Arts

Flowers: Head of Ravenclaw, Charms

Kimball: Head of Hufflepuff, Muggle Studies (cuz her predecessros keep getting assassinated)

Wyoming: Head of Slytherin, Potions

Astronomy - Santa

Herbology - Lemons

History of Magic - Lieu

Care of Magical Creatures & Groundskeeper - Alabama

Divination - Doyle

Transifiguration - Felix McScouty

Ancient Runes - Spencer Porkensenson

Arithmancy - Sheila

Dark Arts - Locus

Alchemy - Delaware

Caretaker - Lopez

Nutse - Doctor Emily Gray

Price: Councillor/Treasury/Secretary (new position!!), Slytherin

Director Church: Headmaster, Slytherin

Board of Directors = Charon Industries

Malcom Hargrove, Chairman

Rhee Sebiel

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Church: Hey asshole watch me start fucking crying

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||Spoilers||

Now we get to things that are really plot relevant. Of course, as a RvB watcher you know it's got something to do about A.I.

But what about Horcruxes?

Back story, Part 2:

Allison Church died giving birth to a baby boy. Carolina was 4 that time. So utterly enraged and devastated with the death of his wife, Leonard Church shouted, "Avada Kedrava!" But the young boy didn't die. It seemed that as Allison felt that she was dying, She transferred over her last remaining magical energy to protect the newborn child.

But the attempt was so horrendous, that Leonard Church felt like his soul was splitting. Not enough to form a horcrux, but just maybe...

He somehow entangled his soul into Church Junior. And then cut off a full portion of the house, attempting to study, to reverse engineer Church.

He wanted to bring his wife back. He just- he had to. And no matter how much he searchers the forbidden forest, he could never find the Resurrection Stone. He's looked into how Voldemort was revived, and he was grasping to the thought that maybe he could... fragment Church's soul enough that the part that was Allison could come out.

So he did just that. He made Church commit horrible acts, and Crucioed him until he's forgotten himself and everything that this unknown wand did.

The first part of Church's soul that split off was Tex. He spent more time trying to bring 'her' back, but wasn't satisfied with the result. She was too kiddish for him.

So he kept splitting... and the more he split, the more he had to hide these 'children'. Most of them, he fashioned them into really high tech wizardry, and giving them to trustworthy individuals.

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Horcruxes

Gamma - pocket watch/timeturner, given to Wyoming. The strongest time turner.

Delta - Bacteria tester but it's for ailments and wounds, and it often gives the perfect antidote answer. No one knows why York bring an outdated muggle calculator to Potions, but it's been helping him achieve Outstanding even though Professor Wyoming really, really hates him.

Epsilon - Diary/Planner/Notebook, given to Washington after he had passedthe initiation at the end of last year. Starts changing him too.

Eta & Iota - Earrings, that are shaped like dream catchers. A minor enchantment for +1 speed and better dreams. Given to Carolina.

Theta - Border Collie, given to North Dakota. (offers a minor protego spell)

Sigma - Beater Stick / Metal Chain (improves wearer's strength, but also takes control), given to Maine.

Omega -(Deathly Hallow) Cloak of Invisibility, given to Tex, influencing her bad behaviour.

That's all for now, I'll post the plot later.

[crystalsandbubbletea]

C.T: Dinosaurs aren't extinct. I mean, Alex is walking in this room.

Azad: *Wheeze*

[officialao3fandomlastforever]

Weak by ajr. Smiletime! T_T

How about this? 

Freelancer Foodfight while this song is playing on the speakers.

Hope you like it!

               Wakeup.

               Train.

               Sleep.

               Rinseand repeat.

               That’show it’s been for the longest time at base. Washington didn’t mind too much. Hehad a few close friends to have lunch with, and he was slowly improving in hisskills.  Things were moving relativelysmoothly, even if he was nowhere near the top of the leader boards.

               "AlrightWash,“ came a voice. “Five things you don’t want to do at a bar withAgent Maine.”

               Washlet out an annoyed groan. “Seriously C.T.?”

               "Comeon,“ she insisted. "You got this.”

               "Alright,let’s see… Arm Wrestle.“

               "That’sone.”

               "DrinkingContest.“

               "Two.”

               "Pool,darts, and trivia.“

               "Three,four, five. Nice.”

               Anagent with a pink stripe on her armor let out a sigh. “This is boring. Weshould be getting missions! Not sitting at lunch playing games.”

               "Lightenup, Ohio,“ C.T. grumbled.

               "I’mtired of being cooped up on the ship!” Ohio threw the apple core on hertray across the room, bouncing it off of Idaho’s head as he and Iowa approached.

               "Hey!“he bellowed. "Ohio!”

               "Sorry!“

               "Justbe patient guys,” Wash soothed. “We’ll get moved up eventually. Justgive it time.”

               "Andjust what,“ Ohio whined, "are we supposed to do until then? Sit arounduntil who knows when?”

               "Well…“

               Washlooked around, taking note of the other Freelancers in the room. Most of thehigher ranked Agents ate in a different area, though North Dakota and Yorkseemed to have chosen to spend lunch with Illinois across the room.  Most of the other Agents were scattered.

               "Howabout this?”

               Washtook the pudding cup off of C.T.’s tray (It’s tapioca she won’t mind, he mused)and removed the lid before throwing it as hard as he could.

               "Illinois!“he bellowed. "Catch!”

               Illinoislooked up from his bottle of, what Wash hoped, was apple juice. Just as he sawit, the contents of the cup splattered all over his helmet.

               "Washington,“Iowa stammered. "Do you know what you just did?”

               "Uh,“Wash mumbled. "I think I made things interesting?”

               SuddenlyIllinois stood up from his seat with something that appeared to be a tomato inhis throwing arm. He got on top of the table, with North and York following insuit with other vegetables as they bellowed in unison.

               "FOODFIGHT!“

               Wash’seyes went wide. "Everyone! Battle stations!”

               Ohioquickly flipped over the table so it could act as a barrier. C.T., Iowa, andIdaho grabbed as much food as they could so that there was enough ammo.  All the other tables started to follow, andsoon there were two factions on either side of the cafeteria throwing food ateach other.

               "Howare the stores?“ Wash asked Ohio.

               "We’reout of apples,” she giggled. “This is so much fun!”

               "HeyWash?“ Idaho asked.

               "What?”

               "Ithink we have trouble.“

               Washpeeked over the  top of the flippedtable, letting out a hearty laugh as the enemy team prepared a slingshot forthe bowls of spinach and kale.

               "Saladtossers!” he bellowed.

               "Takeno prisoners!“ Illinois called, his voice slipping into that of a seacaptain. "Aim for starboard! We’ll be takin’ yer booty!”

               "Wash,they want our booty!“ Iowa squealed. "I don’t want them to get mybooty! I like my booty!”

               Washreached around and grabbed a bowl of peas, a playful smirk on his face as heswiped a nearby straw. “Don’t worry, Iowa. I got your booty. ” Hehanded the peas and straw to Idaho. “See if you can hit them withthese.”

               "Awesome!“Idaho chuckled. "I used to do this in elementary school!”

               Soonmore food was flying. Peas hit walls, milk splashed the floor, and C.T. andNorth were soon in an up close and personal leek fight. Wash managed to get abottle of ketchup to splash all over North’s shoulder while York bestowed vengeanceby raining bananas.  

               It wasa mess, but it was fun.

               Until…

               “What.The. HELL?!”

               Everyonefroze as the single digits appeared. Someone had hit South Dakota in the chestwith a bottle of mustard, while Maine and Wyoming were covered in ranchdressing.

               Carolinahad a plate of spaghetti on her helmet.

               "Ohfuck,“ Wash mumbled.

               Mainelooked between the two groups, his helmet masking his emotions as he made hisway over to Wash’s side.

               He’sgoing to kill me, Wash thought. He’s going to kill me and use me as a trainingdummy.

               Mainereached down and picked up a watermelon that had been spared from the carnage,before tossing it and hitting Wyoming with it.

               "Oh,Maine,” Wyoming snickered. “You have no idea what you’ve justdone.”

               Washsmiled as the fight continued, with Maine and South joining Wash while Carolinaand Wyoming were on Illinois’.

               Theywere all probably going to get in trouble for this later.

               But fornow, they were going to have a little fun.

               I maynot be the strongest Freelancer, he thought. But hell, I’m certainly one of thehappiest.

[shinymetalhorses]

she’s so tired of the director’s shit

[rvb-relationship-royale]

RVB Romantic Relationship Royale- Round 1, Part 2, Poll 9

[gorgeousgalatea]

Okay I was doing some Red vs Blue reminiscing and I admit I still need to catch up on anything after season 13, but with some review and recollection I have attempted to compile this very important RvB-RWBY association list regarding their shared voice actors:

RWBY Characters You Can Hear Say “Fuck” in RvB (by voice association)

Taiyang Xiao Long (Burnie Burns as Leonard Church, seasons 1-15)

Glynda Goodwitch (Kathleen Zurich as Agent Texas, seasons 1-13)

Professor Ozpin (Shannon McCormick as Agent Washington, seasons 6+)

Pyrrha Nikos (Jen Brown as Agent Carolina, seasons 9+)

Nora Valkyrie (Samantha Ireland as C.T., seasons 9 & 10)

Jaune Arc (Miles Luna as Felix, seasons 11-13)

Ruby Rose (Lindsay Jones as Vanessa Kimball, seasons 12 & 13)

Neptune Vasillias (Kerry Shawcross as Palomo, seasons 12 & 13)

RWBY Characters You Can Hear Say Swears That Aren’t “Fuck”

Roman Torchwick (Gray Haddock as Locus and General Doyle, seasons 11-13. Gets in an honorable “bastards” in s13)

Blake Belladona (Arryn Zech as Dr Emily Grey, seasons 12 & 13. Gets an honorable “goddamn” in s13 and on a less related note part of an aria under terrifying circumstances!)

Feel free to make additions or corrections as needed~