#rwby drabble

[owl127]

Two times Weiss Schnee regretted finding the bees, and one time she did not

"We should wait until morning to cross the bridge." Jaune had a tone of finality when he spoke now. Weiss wasn't sure if that was because of his age or his suffering from loneliness and betrayal. Maybe both. "There are wolf-boar scouts at night in the Dark Acre."

That sounded as confusing as any other threat in this place, and Weiss had learned to respect them. At least a little bit more. She stretched her neck and winced at the knot there, massaging it with a gloved hand. The small clearing they called a camp was damp from rain and quiet with just the three of them. "Hey, are you cold?" Weiss asked Ruby, who blinked and shrugged, but her skin was cool to the touch. "Where's Yang with more firewood?" Weiss didn't ask anyone specifically, but Jaune shook his head anyway. One look around, and Blake seemed to also be suspiciously absent. Groaning, Weiss set out to the task of being the only responsible and mentally stable huntress in their party.

She knew what she would find before she heard the muffled laughter, and Weiss missed home a little bit more, even if the thought of home made her feel sick. But right now she really missed doors with locks.

"I don't mind it." Weiss heard Blake's voice, low and raspy, and she never wanted to hear it again. "It's part of you."

"But don't you think it's too cold? Or too hot? The heat transfer is insane with the metal," Yang responded, giving more information than Weiss was willing to process.

"I'm approaching this area!" Weiss yelled from about ten feet away from the giggling couple. "I repeat, I, Weiss Schnee, perfectly capable of hearing and sight, am approaching this area!" she repeated, to which the giggling increased. The nerve of these dorks.

Weiss crossed a tree line to find Blake's boots just hitting the ground, her jacket rumpled, and Yang's arms still shamelessly around her.

"Heya, Weiss," Yang greeted with a grin while Blake had the decency to blush.

"Unbelievable," Weiss murmured, arms akimbo. "You left a while ago looking for firewood," she accused Yang, who shrugged and pointed to the forgotten heap at her feet. "Ruby's cold," Weiss added with a drop of teasing, satisfied with Yang's furrowed brows. "I know this is exciting and new for you," she continued, "but not everyone is in the mindset to enjoy your honeymoon phase. So please keep your hands to yourselves."

"We were about to head back," Blake offered with a small smile. "Care to give me a hand?" There was a glint in her eyes as she asked Yang, but it took Weiss a second too long to catch up.

"No problem!" Yang responded, detaching her prosthetic while Blake piled it along the firewood.

"I can't," Weiss said before walking back into the tree line without a second glance in the direction of her adorable but insufferable teammates. "And you have a hickey, Belladonna!" she added triumphantly, marching back to camp.

0000

The rain never stopped. It fell mercilessly, and they haven't seen the sun in the Dark Acre for days. Ruby had barely been speaking, and the tension between their group was palpable, like a constant heartburn in the back of Weiss's throat. They had been taking turns watching Ruby, and tonight it was Weiss's time to try and convince their broken leader to eat.

"It's not that bad," Weiss said as she chewed on stale carrot-cheese, offering a piece to Little and another to Ruby. "It's aged cheese, if you think about it."

"Yeah," Ruby answered apathetically, turning her back to Weiss. Impromptu naps were another thing Ruby had started doing, which Little celebrated at first but then understood that it was a problem.

"Rest." Weiss tried to adjust Ruby's hood around her, but the girl shrugged her off. "I'll check on Blake and Yang for more food."

"I'm not hungry."

"I know." Weiss took a deep breath and stood on the moist ground. Her fighting skirt had seen better days, but she was Weiss Schnee, and she patted her thighs with grace and elegance as she set into the task of finding more food. Rain kept its ruthless pace, though as she walked farther from camp, it seemed to slow to an annoying trickle. Her hair was not doing well either way.

She found a tree with fruits Jaune would have to clear for them before eating, and as she spotted another fruitful tree, she heard a sound that made her stop in her tracks.

Not a grimm; not a Jabberwalker. Right now, not even Salem's laughter would make Weiss this instantly mad. Weiss groaned out loud at the sound of moaning.

"What have I done to deserve this?" Weiss expressed to the picked fruit in her hands. She located the source of the sounds, a small cave to the side of a clearing. Part of her wanted to ignore it and bleach her brain, but Ruby was alone and they needed food. Someone needed to knock some sense into those two. She expected such abhorrent behavior from Yang, but pulling Blake into it was too much. She left the fruit outside the cave and took a deep breath.

"Too much, too much." Weiss heard Yang's voice echoing in the cave, followed by a hiss. "Slower, Blake."

Weiss froze on her way inside because there was absolutely no way they were up to that.

"I'm sorry," Blake replied, her voice low and calm. A sound of kissing followed, and Weiss gagged. "I'm going to try again. Try to relax."

Weiss wanted to die.

"But you also need to push a little harder on the way out, or it won't work."

Scratch that. Weiss was dead.

She jumped inside the cave, her rapier in the air as her other hand covered her eyes. "I can’t believe you two are even in the mood for such lewd behavior!" she yelled, brandishing her weapon at nothing. "I’m giving you ten seconds to look presentable before I open my eyes!"

"Weiss, open your eyes," Yang deadpanned.

"Are you both dressed?" Weiss pressed further.

"Yes," Yang confirmed in a similar monotone. 

Weiss opened one eye first, scanning the cave quickly. Both Yang and Blake were indeed wearing pants, and while Yang had her jacket off, intimate body parts were 100% hidden. Yang’s arm was detached, and Blake’s hands were around the base connected to Yang’s scar. 

"It’s been bothering me since I got it back," Yang explained. "I usually need help when detaching the base."

Heat flared in Weiss’ cheeks. "Well, I see you already have assistance." Weiss nodded at Blake, her cat ears betraying the laughter her mouth managed to dampen. "I will be heading back to camp, then."

"What did you think we were doing?" One golden eyebrow was up, followed by a half-smirk. "Weiss Schnee, did you really think Blake and I were having s—"

"You have no limits, Xiao Long."

"How dare you"—Yang placed her left hand over her heart—"I would never."

"Is everything okay back in the camp, Weiss?" Blake asked before the teasing escalated.

"We’re looking for food."

"We won’t take long," Blake amended with a small smile. Weiss frowned at Yang, who grinned innocently as she left.

"C’mon, let me tell her," Yang said once Weiss was out of earshot.

"Don’t you dare."

"It’ll be good for her!"

"Yang, no."

"It was just some hand stuff," Yang said while shaking her prosthetic.

Blake couldn’t hold her giggles, leaning to kiss Yang’s cheek. "I love you… but let’s tone it down around Weiss. She might explode."

"We should set her up with Jaune."

"Yang, no."

0000

Through the sandstorm, Weiss heard the familiar shriek of a Nevermore. Wyvern and Lancers also took the sky, attacking at random intervals.

"Ruby. Ruby, open your eyes!" she begged her unconscious teammate. After using her eye power, Ruby had fallen limply, and it took most of what was left of Weiss' aura to clear the path to her friend. "Ruby!" she yelled, sand entering her eyes and mouth. "Ruby, talk to me!"

"We gotta bounce!" Nora yelled from behind Weiss. "I’ll help you carry her!"

"Wait, where are Yang and Blake?" Weiss asked with Ruby’s arm around her neck.

"They were the ones distracting the big flying chicken."

"The Nevermore?"

Nora shrugged, shooting a flying grenade in the direction of an approaching flock of Wyverns before helping Ruby up from the other side.

"Can you take her by yourself?"

"Weiss, we need to leave!" Nora’s statement was punctuated by Winter’s chilly attack somewhere above them.

"I’ll meet you back at Shade!" Weiss didn’t look back and ran in the direction of the fight.

"Weiss!" She recognized Winter’s voice. "You need to leave this instant!" Her sister had become overprotective since they returned, but there was a layer of fresh desperation in Winter’s voice as she landed next to Weiss.

"Have you seen Blake and Yang?" Weiss held her sister’s shoulders.

Winter’s eyes widened. "Winter?" Weiss insisted, but they had to break apart as a Lancer tried to sting her from behind. As the grimm froze to death, Weiss latched to her sister’s forearm. "What happened, Winter?"

"I saw the moment Yang’s aura broke. Blake was with her, but I haven’t seen them since. Weiss, come back here!"

Nothing could stop Wiess from finding her friends—her family. Hunters ran in the opposite direction, as it was clear they had been called to retreat. They trickled in behind Winter’s line of defense, but none of the hunters were Yang or Blake. She wasn’t going to give up; Weiss would fight wave after wave of grimm to find them.

Winter had taken Weiss by the waist when she heard the familiar sound of a high-caliber weapon.

Ember Celica.

"They’re here!" Weiss yelled before her sister carried her away. "Yang! Blake!"

"Help!" Blake’s voice, followed by more shots. Winter was gone in a flash, flying through the harsh storm in the direction of Blake’s cries. Weiss watched as Blake ran in her direction, with Winter carrying an unconscious Yang above them.

"We need to go!" Winter ordered, grimm’s growling intensifying with the lack of hunters. "Now!"

Weiss took Blake’s forearm, as her hand was occupied holding the left pair of Ember Celica. "You two need to stop running away!"

Blake chuckled a wet laugh, her eyes red-rimmed. "We love you too!"

"I’ll strangle you both once Yang wakes up!"

"Don’t give her ideas!"

"BELLADONNA!" 

[nyanykamito]

Rwby: After All drabble

Years later ruby is retelling bits and pieces of her time at Ever After to her kiddos, the others are sleeping... well all accept one.

Ruby has gone quiet as she traces the marks on her mothers emblem,

Melone: .....

Ruby : Nobody tells you what it means to truly be a leader.. what it costs you. what you could lose or who you could lose when things go wrong... when you fail. You fall so far and you question if you'll ever get back up..

Melone: .....

Ruby: but everyone is depending on you; people who can't defend themselves, people who need direction, friends, family. their all depending on you.

Oscar has paused from washing the dishes from dinner and he comes tiptoeing around the corner to surprise his wife. till he notices what she's holding in her hands.

Ruby: It was hard...it still is. But.. at some point we have to step back because we can't just keeping pressing on. We're human, not machines. We weren't created to keep going without end.. that's something I had to learn on my own.

Melone hops down from her bed and goes to hug her mother.

Melone: Your not alone mom.

Ruby: ....No..even if it feels like it sometimes, I'm not alone.

Melone: we're with you...and their still with you too.

Ruby: right.

Ruby: *sniff* okay enough sappy time, let me tell you about the time I decimated an army of grimm single handedly at the age of 13!

Melone: oh mom you always tell that story! How about how you found your semblance or or-

Oscar: (Finally...she's opening up more....)

Oscar walks back to the kitchen and his attention is drawn to a picture of some old friends.

Oscar: If only we all could have made it back....if only. But I'd like to believe that your all proud of her, and how far she's come. Even if we can't see your smiles or feel your warmth anymore... Right?

[whatastrangewriter]

The blacksmith's question

"How old are you?"

Ruby blinked, frowning slightly when she found herself back in the blacksmith's forge. She could have sworn she'd just been walking in the forest ... but it didn't matter. Who said this was even real, anyway? She might have fainted again. This might be a dream.

(Perhaps all of this was a dream. Perhaps she was still in Beacon, safe with her friends and family, and this was all just a nightmare. If it was, she hoped she woke up soon. She wasn't sure she could handle much more of this.)

"Excuse me?" With effort, Ruby managed to focus on the blacksmith, and what the woman had asked her. She couldn't help but take offense to the question - what did it matter how old she was? She was old enough, wasn't she?

"I asked how old you are." The Blacksmith brought her hammer down with a resounding clang, the object she was working on sending out a shower of sparks. Ruby flinched away from the noise, covering her face to protect her from the fiery sparks, and for a moment

she was there, exhausted and terrified and heartbroken, silver eyes wide with disbelief as she was forced to watch her friend disintegrate into a cascade of golden dust, and before she knew it she was screaming-

"It doesn't matter." Ruby crossed her arms over her chest, defensive and uneasy in the face of the blacksmith's curiousity. She wished her team was there. She wished Yang was there with her. But she was alone. "I'm old enough."

"Old enough for what, I wonder?" The blacksmith turned, staring at Ruby with the emptiness where her eyes were supposed to be. She dunked the object she'd been hammering into a pail of water that had been placed next to her for that exact reason, never once removing her eyes from Ruby. Steam filled with room.

"Old enough to do what I have to," Ruby grimaced, waving her hands in front of her to try and clear the steam. It did nothing; she still couldn't see a thing.

From somewhere in front of her, the blacksmith hummed. She must have taken her project out of the water bucket, for the sound of a hammer clashing against steel resounded through the room. Despite her best efforts, Ruby jumped at the noise, her hands covering her ears

even though the sound went straight through them. Ruby grimaced, scowling at the Grimm in front of her as it screamed. Glancing around, she examined her team: Nora, tired and too focused on helping Ren to be of any use, Jaune, trying to talk sense into his friend even as he charged at the Grimm ... and Ren, who was angrier than Ruby had ever seen him, the Grimm the only thing he could see or hear.

Ruby didn't know what to do. She didn't know how she could do this without her team.

She wished they'd never come to Kuroyuri.

"And what is it that you have to do?" The blacksmith questioned, pulling Ruby out of her own memories. The girl blinked, shaken by the flashback, but forced herself to soldier on, only her shaking hands giving away her emotional turbulence.

"Fight, I guess," Ruby snapped, clenching her hands into fists to try and hide the shaking. Yes, anger was good. Anger wasn't grief, anger was productive, anger was something she could use to help, to protect. "Keep everyone safe."

The blacksmith laughed, and finally, the steam began to clear, and Ruby could see the woman standing at the forge. "You have not answered my original question. How old are you?"

Ruby sighed. She might as well tell her. It was obvious that the blacksmith wouldn't stop asking, and besides, what harm could it do? "I'm..."

Ruby frowned. How old was she? She'd been 15 when she started Beacon, she knew that, and she must have turned 16 sometime while on the road with Jaune, Ren and Nora, but how long had passed since then? Had her 17th birthday come and gone without her noticing? Had she turned 18 yet, while trapped in the Ever After? She didn't know.

"I'm 17," the young girl said after a few moments, settling on an age that sounded more or less right. There was a tremble in her voice - for some reason, not knowing her own age scared her. She repeated her sentence, willing it to be true, trying to convince herself that it was an answer she knew for certain. "I'm 17."

"Too young for such hardships," the blacksmith sighed, and there was a definite trace of sadness in her voice. She turned to Ruby again, eyeless sockets boring into the young girl. "I will repeat what I said before. If you ever feel the need to lift your burden, come find me. I will give you a new weapon, free of charge."

"Thank you," Ruby muttered, because she'd been raised on politeness, "but I don't think I'll take you up on that offer."

"Suit yourself." The blacksmith turned back to her work. "But the offer is always there if you need it."

[malice-death]

Schrödinger Kitten

(A strange RWBY OC combined with Bumblebee)

"Thank you for allowing us to visit sir, we hope you don't mind the intrusion." "Not at all my dear child, I was merely working now nothing at the moment you knocked.

The two speaking her Blake and the man that Yang knew had to be the target.

After having the first time to themselves in a month, Oscar/Ozpin had requested that the two of them handle the investigation of a mysterious Faunus who called himself Schrödinger Kitten.

And they have been visiting him for the last three weeks, slowly gathering information about a estranged hybrid version of the Fang.

Schrödinger had revealed that he merely thought humans to be equal to the Faunus and hasn't once shown to her that he had any displeasure with their existence.

The real issue was he refused to speak on the White Fang every time they asked.

Still Yang monitored the conversation between him and Blake, even worse since he was a cat Faunus, Blake immediately took to liking him. It didn't help either that he had a massive library and was more than willing to allow Blake to read or borrow any book from it.

Oscar and Blake had spent seven hours in it once, while Yang was forced to have tea with the older faunnus.

In the end the only places that they never checked was his office and his basement, both of which were always. locked.

Now though on a lazy Saturday she had come with Blake to read in the library, as she wanted to call it a date, she knew that that old cat would be hanging about to make sure that they didn't go poking their noses where they didn't belong.

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Yang ran through the house quickly, since she had excused herself to the bathroom, and had been told Earlier by Blake that the basement seemed to be unlocked.

Once she was close to the door, she carefully opened it, stepping onto the stairs that lead down into the basement.

And when she peeked over the edge, to see a large square table with a model of all of Remnant, and all the Faunus that were crowded around it.

The stranger thing was, they wore different clothes than the traditional old White Fang.

Instead, these men and women wore all black with the symbol of the skull of a bull waving its head around with thorns wrapped around its throat, there was even red thread to represent the blood that leaked from where the thorns cut into the skin.

Yang was frightened, and then it shocked her to see who was standing at the head of the table, the person looking terribly different than the last time that they had seen him.

To think that this mission would lead them here. frightened.

But to think that he of all people was here unnerved. her.

She was sure that he had taken quite the tumble.

BUT here he was in the flesh.

The new White Fang was being led by the worst Faunus on the planet.

Then Yang remembered something that Schrödinger had mentioned the first day that he had met them, when Yang happily had complimented his design of Motorcycles.

Schrödinger had laughed, saying that it belonged to his friend Taro.

And seeing the now longer bull mask covering his features, but those black horns revealed all.

Taro was none other than...........

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Schrödinger Kitten: A Sphynx Cat, with half of his face missing, also since he has no hair, one can clearly see his missing human ear, and the sole working feline ear on his head. He's one working eye is colored a pure yellow, as if it has no pupil.

Taro: A mysterious person who wears a bull mask to hide his scar, but his black horns stick out from it.

Nevermore: It's the name of Taro's bike.

the new White Fang is now called the Raging Hellions.

I hope you all enjoyed this Rwby drabble.

[the-elegant-necromancer]

Who says magic has rules? Part 1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jaune: Ozpin made it-

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

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

Cinder: Just hold me.

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

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

Jaune: Cinder?

Cinder: ...

Jaune: Firelight?

Cinder: ...

[novankenn]

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

Pyrrha: But…

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

Nora: We…

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

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

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

Pyrrha and Nora blush, hoping Jaune finally clues in.

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

[frickingnerd]

put your sweet lips on mine

pairing: weiss schnee x gn!reader

summary: weiss asks you for a kiss... well, kind of!

“i need you to do me a favour!”

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

“sure, what's the favour?”

“i need you to kiss me!”

you thought you misheard her.

“i'm sorry, what…?”

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

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

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

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

[bridgyrose]

This piece of art from @actualbampot has been living in my head rent free for a few months. So... I had to write something. Its under the cut.

Ruby felt her heart stop as she watched Cinder place the crown on her head and then… nothing. No flash of light, time didnt seem to stop for her like it did with the other relics, no spirit that both of them could see. All that was in front of her was Cinder dropping to her knees and a glow of blue in her eyes. Not that she really knew what to expect, Ozpin hadnt exactly been very forthcoming with the nature of the crown. Though, it was still… unexpected to see Cinder like this. 

She winced as the adrenaline finally started to wear off, wincing as she finally felt the sting of cold air on her open wounds and the burn on her arm. Her legs shook as she tried to keep standing, waiting for whatever Cinder had planned for her. At least, until she heard footsteps start to make their way into the tower. 

Ruby looked behind Cinder to see a lone beowolf making its way into the tower and letting out an ear piercing howl. She rushed towards it and sliced through it with her scythe, pausing once she saw more grimm making their way towards her and Cinder. For a moment she thought about leaving Cinder, letting the grimm have at her, but as she turned to look towards her, the thought left her. 

“Dammit,” she said quietly under her breath as she readied her scythe once more, legs still unsteady as she watched the grimm come closer. Her eyes stayed glued to the grimm in front, her fingers gripped tighter around the shaft of her scythe. Once the grimm were close enough, she started to slice through each one, twirling around to keep herself and Cinder safe. 

But no matter how many grimm she took care of, another always took its place. Beacon was still swarming with grimm, and those grimm were quickly starting to swarm to her and Cinder. Ruby blocked a swipe from and ursa and felt her scythe slip from her fingers and hit the ground. There was no end to the numbers of grimm that came after her, her vision was starting to blur as blood dripped from her forehead into her eyes. Even as she managed to take a moment to catch her breath, she didnt see a way out of this. 

“It… it was all a lie,” Cinder quietly said. “I-I followed her… for a lie.” 

Ruby turned to look behind her as she listened to Cinder, seeing a single tear start to roll down her cheek. Then, she looked at the grimm once more, a shiver running down her spine as she realized they were waiting. Waiting for her to make her next move. Her eyes glanced at her scythe, too far for her to reach before the grimm would maul her. Her aura still broken and wounds only getting worse as the fight dragged on. With a deep breath, she closed her eyes and focused. 

She focused on the words that Maria had told her. “*Life… is beautiful. It is precious. And it must… be protected.*” She opened her eyes and took a step closer towards the grimm as they rushed her and Cinder, her mind focused on one thing and one thing only: to protect Cinder.. 

Ruby eyes glistened for a moment as a bright, silver light flashed from them. The grimm in front of her disintegrated and her legs finally gave out as she dropped to the ground. She held herself up by her arms as they shook, her breathing ragged as her heart raced. For a moment she waited to feel the claws of a grimm to sink into her, waiting for the pain of a bite that never came. Instead, she heard the crown drop to the ground next to her with a clatter and then a hand touch her shoulder. 

On instinct, Ruby turned around and fell back, staring up at Cinder. Her heart raced and her breathing stopped as she waited to see what she wanted, only to see her offer a hand. 

“W-would… would you like help up?” 

Ruby cautiously took Cinder’s hand and stood up, legs nearly giving out once more until Cinder let her lean against her. “You’re not going to try to kill me?” 

Cinder looked away and picked up the crown again to offer it to Ruby. “I’m making a choice. A real choice. All my life I thought power was the only way to freedom, only to find out that I was lied to for years. I… I want to change.” 

Ruby nodded and took the crown as she started to hobble forward. “You know I’m still not going to trust you, right?” 

“You’re going to have to for a bit. Besides, if I wanted to kill you right now, do you really think you could stop me?” 

“No.” 

“Then let me get you back to your friends first.” 

Ruby let out a soft sigh as she watched Cinder pick up her scythe and help her out of the tower. “And then what are you going to do?” 

Cinder shrugged. “Get rid of this arm.” 

“I… I think I can help with that.” 

“Why would you do that?” 

“Because you’re not trying to kill me,” Ruby answered with a small smile. “I dont know what you saw, but, I can see that you’ve changed.” 

“Dont make me regret that.” 

Ruby nodded and winced. “I wont.” 

[fanfictionsrookie]

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

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

"Good morning."

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

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

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

"Sleep well?"

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

But why the haste?

Ruby could do with a few more minutes...

[madmanwonder]

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

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

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

[owl127]

bumblebly drabble - rwby v9

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

"Can’t sleep?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Because it’s the truth."

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

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

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

"You loved that."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Good night, Yang."

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

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

[nyanykamito]

More Afterall Drabble

because now RWBY is on hiatus until next time..

Ruby started writing down what happened and whats been happening in a journal it was her way of acknowledging whats happened over the years. And also leaving behind a legacy, she acknowledges that its far from perfect but its still her life.

Some happy things happened, some sad things happened and she embraces both. Like when she met Weiss, when she nearly blew up on her first day at beacon. team rwby versus team jnpr during the food fight and how she finished the fight. The hours she spent creating tag team names; ice flower, ladybug, freezerburn. She even shared these ideas with Jaune and they started coming up with even more team attack names.

the binder she totally didn't steal from weiss and her collage of photos from beacon...

She wrote all of this down in a big book, even somethings that were more personal like her crushes. She met some brave huntresses and hunters along her journey, saved people and almost the world. But her biggest achievement...was going back home. Making it back home, being with her family again.. even creating one from the friends she'd made along the way.

Ruby also took sometime off and settled down for a bit, gods knows she deserved and needed it.

Yeea~ars later she's now looking down at her little people, she sees her and her sister all over again. All one of them was missing was a cape...she started to drape it around one of her little ones. Until she remembered what wearing the cape meant... Instead she hung her cape up and played with her little monsters thinking to herself.

"Mom ..can you see us? I wish you were still here if even for a moment. I know you'd love to meet them and tell them all those wonderful stories you told us. What I wouldn't give to be tucked in bed listening to one of your stories...just one more time"

[malice-death]

RWBY Drabble

Adam Taurus, an interesting character.

I wrote this little drabble, and thought to post it.

Adam stood alone in his room, his eyes filled with tears, he had been waiting.

He was still waiting; he wasn’t sure how much he would wait.

His face burned from where the brand mark that marred his face.

The sword was clutched in his hands, the katana weighing tons, but probably weighed less than that.

This blade had been with him all his life, and not once had he let it go. It was his rock in the storm that was his life.

Everything who he was, existed in this sword.

Wilt had become his when he had robbed the man that killed his mother, and blush was the gun that he had stolen from a man that had tried to kill him when he was younger.

The gun and sword, two things that everyone used every day to protect themselves.

And so, he applied the same rules to his own life, he was a Faunnus, hated, tortured, he was angry, he was filled with hatred.

But he was still sad, frightened, and lost.

Until others rallied with him until he no longer felt like was worth nothing, until.

It was always until. Blake’s betrayal came at a surprise, and came at the cost of his own sanity and her friend’s arm.

He wasn’t blind, he had seen how she cared about this girl, gritting his teeth that day, due to everything that he was about to lose and everything that he had done.

Cinder Fall was his boss, she was meant to be feared, and he was in the end a slave to someone’s command.

Chasing after Blake came to the raging bull inside of him, the one that couldn’t let things go.

In the end he had found them, Yang and Blake.

He raged, his blade falling from his hands, his gun taking a one-way trip down a waterfall.

He didn’t even have time to think of what happened when he died.

His feet carried him for the last time, but he couldn’t find a way to his own feet.

Falling down the waterfall felt like a joke, this was how everything ended.

Where he learned nothing, and that he was worth nothing.

And that Blake would carry on with her life and forget him.

It was what was meant to be, always.

[pedanticat-scratching-post]

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

THIS BUT ITS ABOUT RUBY AND THE TEA PARTY

OR

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

“Ruby,” Oscar said. “I missed you.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Actually, I was talking about Nora,”

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

[novankenn]

a Covenant

Weiss Schnee, Ilia Amitola, Jaune Arc...

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

An epiphany… and discovery

A Question

An admission? Kinda of… not really…

Really???

Denials

All that for nothing?

Guide me Senpai!

An Explanation… or the start of one…

… and it continues

Questions… and an insult?

Tension in the… broom closet?

Nope… Not doing this alone

Being Talked Around

[frickingnerd]

all you have left

pairing: mercury black x gn!reader

tags: yandere mercury, implied murder & kidnapping

“don't look at me like that…”

mercury slowly stepped closer, as you desperately tried to back away, only to have your back hit the wall. softly, he cornered you between the wall and his body, carefully lifting your chin to make you look at him.

“i'm all you have left now…” he reminded you. “you have to forget about your team and your friends. there are no more. but you'll learn to be happy without them, as long as you have me~”