#use of a blonde brawler

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Hey guys.. so interesting factoid about me; I like to watch wrestling. I mean, tune in every week, watch the PPV’s, buy the merch type of fan.

Soo, let’s talk about Pro Wrestler!Bakugo

At first, he had no interest in it, he wanted a more rugged sport like football, but after his mother saw one too many players get CTE, she immediately pulled him from the sport.

He was angry at first because dammit, he’s not like those other extras on the field! But alas, to save himself an earful, he quit the sport as a two-time Super Bowl champion.

But he needed something else to let his aggression out. Something heavy-hitting.

That’s when he found pro wrestling.

At first, he was shit, he can admit that. He didn’t know how to run the ropes, he wasn’t with the high-flying shit and making people tap out didn’t satisfy his needs. That’s when he found his real fighting style.

Brawler.

He likes to beat people up. He likes pummeling his opponents into bloody heaps until they’re too far gone to even stand. And he especially likes the shiny belt that gets thrown over his shoulder after every title defense.

But nothing, nothing, compares to the cute, chunky commentator that sits at ringside.

He thinks you’re absolutely adorable, the way you try to shit on his matches and promos, and he knows it’s hard! He’s incredibly charismatic and he has the chops to back it up.

He corners you one day before a show, “Hey, Chubs. You got a problem with me or something?” He presses you. You’re a bit caught off guard and he uses that to back you up against a wall. “Cat got your tongue? Funny how you always seem to have something to say out there but when it’s just us…” You cut him off, pressing a firm, manicured finger into his chest. “Listen, asshole. I actually do have a problem with you. I think you’re full of shit. You walk around like you own the place, when the only reason you got your spot in the company is by kissing the boss’s ass. So yeah, I’ve got a fucking problem with you.” You storm off, muttering incoherently under your breath and fuck, Bakugo doesn’t think he’s ever been harder than he was right then.

The following week you’re the one cornering him in the hallway. “What the fuck is this?” You angrily shove the papers in his face. Bakugo smirks at the papers, “I see you got the news.” “No shit I got the news, what the fuck are you trying to do?” You press. Bakugo stands, towering over you. “Easy, Princess. All I told them was that I’d want to work with you more. I didn’t think they’d put us together. But then again, why wouldn’t they want to keep their top guy happy?” He’s smug, the bastard. And you want more than anything to wipe that smirk off his face.

“Fine then.” You grab his hand and lead him to his personal locker room. “If we’re gonna do this, I want it to look real.” The smirk drops from his face as you toss the door open. He follows behind you and locks the door when you instruct him to. Since when did you start telling him what to do?

By the time he turns back around, you’ve already made yourself comfortable on the large sofa. You removed your jeans and panties, tossing the lacy garment his way. “I want you to eat me out, Champ.” Fuck, you’ve got him hooked already.

He makes his way over to you, getting on his knees to breathe in your delicious scent. His mouth is practically watering as he sucks hickies onto your thighs, eager to finally dig in to what he’s been denied so long. You thread your fingers through his ash blonde hair, slightly tugging. “Hurry, ‘Suki.” You whine. He wants to hear you beg more, but he knows he’ll get the opportunity to later on.

He dives right in, lapping up your juices before sucking your clit into his mouth. You gasp at the feeling, bucking your hips up against his face. He’s messy, he spits on your cunt before lapping it right back up along with your juices. “Fuck, ‘Suki. S’good. Please.” You cry out. “Please what, Princess? Gotta tell me what you want.” He mumbles into your cunt. “Fingers. Please. Want your fingers, baby.” As much as he wants to deny, the pet name does something to him, he can’t help but comply.

He coats two fingers in your essence before slowly pressing the middle one inside, curling the finger in search of that special spot. You whine at the feeling, cunt clenching around him. “Gotta open up, baby. Gotta let me stretch you out for my cock.” He coos at you, his voice a striking contrast to how he sounds when he addresses the masses. It’s then that you come to the revelation that he only addresses you like that. He’s never loud, never aggressive when he’s with you. You don’t know why, but it has your cunt dripping that he’s only like that with you.

He slides in another finger, working you closer to your orgasm, and when he finally puts that heavenly mouth back to work, you feel your cunt spasming, core clenching as your orgasm washes over you. He milks it for all your worth and keeps going, and before long you feel another orgasm rush through you, though this one feels more different than the first.

“‘Suki, wait! I’m gonna-” “Cum, cum for me again, baby. Want you to soak my face.” You cry out as you cum for the second time that night, squirting all over Katsuki’s face. You grind your cunt against him, his nose bumping your sensitive nub. He lets you ride it out, before finally pulling away, your juices dripping from his chin. He licks his lips before pressing a fiery kiss to your lips, allowing you to taste yourself.

You hum at the taste, but you’re eager for the real star of the show. You pull at his belt, signaling that you want his clothes off, and who is he to deny you? He takes off his pants, but unlike you, he keeps his shirt on seeing as the show was going to start soon. His cock bobs up against his abdomen and the tip is a pretty shade of pink, with a few veins along the sides. Of course he has a pretty dick.

He runs his cock along your cunt, bumping the tip against your clit a few times before slowly pressing inside. He sets a steady pace, checking to make sure you're okay before increasing his speed. Before long, the room is filled with the sounds of skin slapping, and fuck, you’re a sight. Your face is flushed, with pretty tears streaming down your face, he can’t help but want a taste, tongue licking your tears before pressing a sloppy kiss to your lips, sucking your tongue into his mouth. He’s close, so fucking close, but he needs you to cum for him again.

“Cum f’me, baby. Cum for your champion.” And you do, your cunt clenched around his cock as you cum for a third time. You’re spent, but you want to feel him cum, want to feel him inside you during the show. You squeeze your cunt around him, eager to coax his orgasm from him. “Cum f’me, ‘Suki. Cum f’me, baby.” You know what the name does to him. Something so simple, yet so domestic just gets him ready to spill inside you. And he does, after a few more thrusts he’s cumming, the feeling of his seed filling you feeling so good, so warm.

You both stay connected for a moment, before you start to giggle. Bakugo’s head perks up at that, before joining you with a slight chuckle. “How long do you think before they realize we’ve been dating?” You ask, a dopey smile on your face. Katsuki kisses your cheek before answering, “I’d say a few weeks. You know I can’t keep my hands off you for too long. And now that I get to love on you in front of everybody, fuck yeah I’m gonna rub their noses in it.” You chuckle before pushing him off of you. “Alright, get me a towel. Show’s about to start.” “Yeah, you’ve got like 10 minutes.” “‘Suki!”

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White Knight Time Travel idea : People are suspecting..

Jaune and Weiss are at the Vytal Festival , each one with their respective teams , their mission has gone..well.. so far. Even without trying to change so much some things never change like Team CVFY and Prof.Port saving the city or Ruby meeting Penny...

But that doesn't matter compared to the titanic work they would have to do during this specific moment..it was now or never

~Weiss Side~

Ruby:WE DID IIIT!!!!....Anyone esle is starving?....

Weiss listened to Ruby and Blake's chat from the side , each time they have this small moments the more she thinks how everyone took Beacon's days from granted

Having to relieve the fight against Team ABRN made her notice how..unprepared they were ; even herself with her "Competent" perfomance wasn't still not enough to face that monster..

Weiss..

The Grimm entering Beacon..

Weiss..

The Witch's inner circle playing right under their noses..

WEISS..

Pyrrha and Penny along many other students being casualties of the..

WEISSS!

Weiss:W-W-What?!

Yang: Your scroll is ringing , shouldn't you answer it?

Weiss noticed her scroll , the contact named "FATHER"..

Right..her time at Beacon was almost up..

Weiss:I will call him later , thanks for making me know Yang..

The Blonde Brawler has noticed her friend weird..this last few day , she can't say why..but it's there , spacing out of chats most of the time or reacting to certain words like Destiny , Maiden or even mentioning locations like Haven Academy can get her all shaky

Right now Ice Queen is looking at her Sis talking with Emerald and her silent friend like she's trying way too hard to keep herself civil , her face may not show it but that tense posture and hands behind shouted something was wrong

And to say the last person she saw acting this way her Dad after..her Supermom left was all she needed to know , Ice Queen's hiding something and she will find out

~Jaune's side~

Jaune did miss Beacon , the academy.. , but coming right back wouldn't make it any better..quite the contrary it shows him how somethings must remain as memories..

The Vytal Festival just started and the mood seems festive enough for him to enjoy a little. Children playing around , teens being themselves truly a moment to breathe fresh air

Miss : Gather around as I tell the story of the Girl who fell through the World!

Jaune tenses hearing that , it's just a woman reading a story to a bunch of kids..nothing dangerous..

Yet..

He takes a look at his armour , clean not rusted..his face is still young and Crocea Mors is still complete..

Ren: Jaune?

Jaune:W-What?!

Nora: You have been standing there for a while , did the story peak your interest? Alyx's story is a classic! The Curious Cat is my favorite character! So mischevious!

If looks could kill , Nora's smile would have been erased a while ago..

Jaune:That Cat is nothing but troubles..

Nora:What? Don't tell me you are a fan of the Red Prince? Or the Rusted Knight?

Sensing hostility , Ren tried to change the topic..

Ren:Why don't we go with Pyrrha? She's saved us a nice spot in that Mistralian restaurant.

Both teammates agree , Nora leaves because she has won another petty argument..but Jaune seemed so personal about it..The Girl who fell through the World is just a Children's story..why is he so defensive about it?

Lie Ren is someone who can read the room quite well and to his knowledge..there's something wrong with Jaune..

He acts like..an adult sometimes , there's nothing wrong with that but it seems off..

Even their stategies , they are a group of Four , Team JNPR..but Jaune always acts like only Nora and him are part of the team

Ren even hears his silent sobs when he has nightmares , the words "Cinder" "Kill" "Penny" "Pyrrha" is all he has as evidence , trying to make sense of said word it would be something like

Cinder will kill Pyrrha and Penny

That sounded so..dumb , Cinder is a student along her team but he would ask Jaune later right now they have a fight to win

👀👀👀

So many of these WK Time travel asks are from their POV, I LOVE this look into their friends’ view

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Jaune was working as usual until he heard his scroll. He looks to see Blake calling him. He answers.

Blake: Jaune we need to talk.

Jaune: *putting a baby to sleep while controlling kids* Blake I am a little busy at the moment.

Blake: Jaune we need to discuss why you quit your position.

Jaune: I don’t know maybe because I’m not needed and might as well use my time to get stronger and probably be more useful.

Yang: Jaune come on you were plenty useful in the nursing.

Jaune: Yang they have medical professionals. They were fine without me. Plus I go back there every morning. I never left. I even have them on my scroll. They call me too. So what’s the problem?

Robyn: Look we just need you to start pulling your weight and do your job.

Jaune: *triggered*

Kid #1: Ooo you messed up lady.

Jaune”s teacher 1: Honey you felt that, right?

Jaune’s teacher 2: Mm-hm someone about to get their ass beat. And my son is about to do it.

Jaune’s teacher 1: Honey we already got ten kids.

Jaune’s teacher 2: And I love them but their still children. They don’t know how bad adulthood is yet.

Jaune: Little bi- *remembers the children* You know what how about we have a meeting about this okay?

Robyn: Fine.

The next day everyone gathered around for the meeting with Jaune being in the room first. After everyone finished what they had to say, Jaune presented himself and replied.

Jaune: So, everyone good? Okay, I’ll make this quick. I have been doing my job better than almost all of you. Almost.

Qrow: Jaune what do you mean you have been messing up-

Jaune: I know the man who can change into a bird and is a legend yet still can’t watch over a maiden and his nieces for shit is talking to me.

Qrow: Now hold up son I’ll beat-

Jaune: Bro you are the reason Clover is dead. And the reason Tyrian escaped along with Robinhood over there.

Robyn: Hey.

Jaune: And speaking of you, Ms. Hill, how the hell was Penny defending your city better than you or any of your Happy Huntresses considering the amount of citizens who got hurt? 

May: Hey we had to evacuate our citizens cause your team deserted us. 

Jaune: Well sorry, it is not like one of my friends wasn’t kidnapped and was about to die at any given moment. 

Yang: You could have helped.

Jaune: Bitch you told me not to fight. Hell we almost got him back too. Oh. And we were planning to come back. However, we were captured because I was trying to warn someone of an upcoming attack. Which happened and yet some stubborn mother fuckers wouldn’t listen. Cause they were fixated on looking for Penny. 

Winter: Mm he did. But you

Jaune: Yeah-yeah I know, the Ironwood and Ruby bs. And speaking of that wouldn’t James have killed everyone anyway if we hadn’t stopped him?

Qrow: Not to mention Harriet almost dropped a whole bomb on Mantle to kill everyone.

Harriet: Okay rude.

Yang: Okay Jaune-

Jaune: Bitch don’t get me- don’t get me started on you. You have been getting your ass beat as of late. Like in Atlas and Mantle, I don't know how that’s possible, but me and my men, have been carrying you throughout the whole ordeal. All you have been doing was not knowing how to shut the hell up.  

Yang: um…

Jaune: Like you was talking about the Ace-ops and Winter following orders yet you were following Ozpin’s,Ruby’s, Ironwood's and better yet, you were following my orders. At least I was coming up with a plan. I was helping Ren. Being a leader. What were you doing other than Blake?

Blake: Alright Jaune, calm down, You have made your point.

Jaune: Oh no the fuck I haven't. Are you Ruby's sister?

Blake: No.

Jaune: Mm I wonder what drew me to that conclusion considering you have been acting like her sister more than a blond brawler over here? Both moms left her too, yet she looked for the one who never raised her.  

Yang: *tears dropping from her eyes*

Nora: Wow Jaune, that's cold.

Jaune: Nora. Ren. My supposedly two remaining teammates. 

Ren: Come on not again. Jaune, Ruby already told us everything. What can you possibly say that she hasn't told us yet?

Jaune: For someone who was on James's dick you never once tried to snitch on us. In fact you been kinda rude half the time.Then you decided to speak out against Harriet like you and Yang didn't argue before we got caught.

Ren: That was because she was insulting Pyrrha.

Jaune: Which I understand but I thought we were past that already.

Ren: Well I was the reason Winter agreed to your plan. And I was the reason we survived the whale to find Oscar.

Jaune: Emerald and Hazel saved Oscar before we had a chance. We basically went in there for nothing. And you almost started a fight with Harriet. 

Winter: Also I was a little hesitant but I agreed to the plan. Mainly more hostages. You wouldn’t be alive if I hadn’t jumped in.

Jaune: More importantly if I were to have thrown the relic into the mix, which had one question left by the way,  you're telling me Harriet wouldn't agree to let us go. Mainly because they were looking for Penny regardless.

Nora: Wow Jaune you would thrown Penny under the bus that easily?

Jaune: If it meant a negotiation with James, probably, yes. And Nora, weren't you unconscious throughout half that experience? 

Nora: I saved team RWBY.

Jaune: Who hasn't? Cause I recall, Qrow, Oobleck, Gylanda, us, CVFY, Ace-ops, James, and Ozpin. You ain’t special.

Oscar: Damn.

Jaune: Oscar you decided to meet James and try to talk. After he made us wanted criminals. What were you thinking?

Oscar: At least I tried to reassure him. 

Jaune: And you got shot. Mother fucker you were wasting time and our efforts. Next time no one might not be able to help you. And Ozpin? It took a whole pile of shit to happen for you to finally came out and help? 

Oscar(Ozpin): Mr. Arc it was not that bad.

Jaune: He got shot. Manhandled by a Grimm. And beat up by an old man. Come on.

Ozpin: … …

Jaune: Don’t get me started on how you fucked up years before.

Pietro: Jaune. You killed my-

Jaune: I killed Penny and saved Winter. Winter was Ironwood's second in command and was in charge of a whole army during a full-scale invasion. The fact Penny had Weiss, Ruby, Blake, Yang, and Nora to choose from proves she knew all of them weren't up to the task. Plus I was trying to help her but my options were limited. I did what I had to. I’m sorry.

Pietro: You could have-

Jaune: Healed her? I TRIED!!! However let's discuss how I have been carrying every damn body on my back. I had to help Ren multiple times when using his semblance. I had to heal Oscar. Heal Nora. Amplify Weiss and Penny when it came to her virus. Hell fourth wall breaking did anyone think for a second I amplified Ren ahead of time so he can mask those same thousands of people.

RWBY fan: …. ….

Jaune: All that while running, fighting and surviving while having barely enough sleep or energy. Hell, my aura kept breaking multiple times. I am surprised I haven't passed out yet.

Winter: Mm he made his point.

Weiss: Winter, why are you siding with him so quickly?

Winter: First off I am alive because of him. Second, Weiss, you lied to my face. Like I was open with you and you never once came to me with the truth. I'm your sister. You're lucky I was willing to side with you at all.

Jaune: Facts. And for someone who lived in Atlas, you barely did shit to save it. 

Weiss: I sent ships to help Mantle.

Winter: That's the thing though Mantle. You did nothing for Atlas at all. And how did you send those ships?

Weiss: Well it was mainly Whitley.

Winter: I rest my case.

Jaune: Also aren't you Ruby’s partner? Why are Oscar, Blake, and myself filling in those shoes more than you? 

Yang: Well in the Ever After you-

Jaune: I was trying to find a way home by learning the story. But as the saying goes, “Don’t trust everything you read.”  And sorry for protecting a civilization from killing itself even though that was the only thing keeping me sane.

Yang: *silent*  

Blake: They came back though.

Jaune: They don’t remember me or their past lives. They died and came back only to die again. Not to mention I had to leave my second and long-time companion and place her in the care of a rat. Not only that I had a whole map of the Ever After. I wasn't playing around. I was seriously trying to find a way home. Yet you called me crazy.

Blake: *silent* 

Jaune: Here is what I am saying, true enough I can't fight for anything but I at least help in areas none of you can seem to grasp. I have to sacrifice my mental and physical well-being to support ya’ll. I have been doing my job as a huntsman, teammate and a friend than almost any of you. 

Nora: But Jaune you’re our leader we need you.

Jaune: I recall the majority of times you two barely follow my orders. Ruby is your leader. I don’t recall having a team move with either of you. Not just that you have Oscar and Emerald so fuck both of you. 

Ren: Are we that bad of a team?

Jaune: Yeah, and what’s crazier is I have a family I haven’t seen in years yet I’m still prioritizing a city full of savages, and you all as my friends when I can just pull a Raven and leave you be.

Yang: DUDE!!

Jaune: I’m just saying I could leave and nothing would change. Now I’m leaving cause I got a job to do!*leave*

Qrow: Well damn.

Nora: I guess we all made mistakes.

Ren: Yes.

Weiss: I’m going to call Ruby and see if we can hang out.

Yang: Can we make that a double?

Oscar: Um Nora do you think-

Nora: Calm down Oscar. Jaune may be upset but he’ll be fine. He wouldn’t leave us like that.

A few weeks later.

Ruby: Hey everyone we’re back.

Team RWBY saw a crying Nora in Ren’s arms and defeated Qrow comforted by Oscar. Ruby looks to see a letter and picks it up. Ruby and her team read the letter. Afterward, Yang is shocked, and Weiss is sad as Blake comforts them. Ruby on the other hand steps out and then stares at the sky. A tear flows down her eye.

Ruby:  Well, at least you have the common decency to tell me what you’re up to. But still…*sigh* Hope you find what you're looking for my friend. And… … Please… come back safely.

Jaune was flying on a Nevermore along with Emerald who snuck aboard to his surprise. Jaune, though irritated, continued flying as she held onto him.

Emerald: I can’t believe you tamed a Nevermore. 

Jaune: Yeah-yeah anyways why did you follow me here?

Emerald: Hey someone has to watch your back.

Jaune: You are the last person I want to cover my back.

Emerald: Well don’t be rude. But also…

Jaune: What?

Emerald: Jaune… Salem is after you.

Jaune: Really? Why? I don’t recall being a silver-eyed warrior or Ozpin’s vessel. So why me? Also, how do you know?

Emerald: Mercury told me and even he doesn’t know. He just overheard Tyrian about you.

Jaune: I fought with him a week ago. (Should’ve killed him too.) Still doesn’t make sense though. Did he hear anything from Cinder?

Emerald: No. 

Jaune: Look I already left the kingdom. Cinder mainly wants Ruby dead. And Salem will be too preoccupied to do anything about me. We’re under clear.  

Somewhere in Vacuo, Tyrian and Mercury were speaking to Salem and Cinder through one of her sphere Grimm. Salem hears Jaune has left the kingdom of Vacuo and is enraged.

Salem: WHAT?!

Tyrian: I’m sorry mistress. Please calm down.

Salem: *breaths* Very well. Cinder will meet you both in Vacuo. Therefore we will split our efforts into two. You three along with our allies will search and kill the Summer Maiden along with team RWBY and their annoying friends. I will send a request to half of them to assist me in finding him. I may even need them.

Tyrian: Them ma’am?

Salem: Yes, them.

Tyrian: Very well my queen. We will not fail you.

Salem ends the call while Cinder stands before her with an angered look in her eye.

Salem: What is it, my dear?

Cinder: Why are you after Jaune?

Salem: Why do you ask?

Cinder Ma’am, I don’t mean to be rude but that boy isn’t worth our efforts at all.

Salem: Hm… really? So how come he’s alive?

Cinder: By sheer luck of course.

Salem: True. However, there is no doubt he has gotten in the way of our plans. Like with killing the Schnee girl. Or getting the winter maiden’s power. 

Cinder: *nervous* Those were my failures, ma’am.

Salem: Regardless I need him alive.

Cinder: But why though.

Salem: His semblance and aura. With his semblance along with Gillian's, I might be able to push our army further to evolution. But I need his power to do it. 

Cinder: Then allow me to-

Salem: *snaps* 

Cinder was shut off as she could feel pain from her Grimm arm. Salem turns around and looks to Cinder and say as she closes in on her.

Salem: I recall sending you to handle said children and what happened? Oh. You costed me knowledge. You lost the maiden powers to another huntress. Hazel and Emerald betrayed us. And worse of all you lost two useful people. 

Cinder: But I gave you creation. Surly that makes up- *feels greater pain*

Salem; Ever since you came back you have been getting cocky and more foolish by the day. Draining my resources. Right now, all I want from you to do is simply play nice and follow orders. Like a good little doll. 

Cinder was terrified as she stared at Salem’s as she leaned down to look closer at Cinder’s frightened gaze.

Salem: Understand this Cinder. I was the reason you managed to obtain and control that power you have in your possession. However, you so far have continued to prove how undeserving you are of said power and responsibility that comes with it. So let me break this down for you. If you so much as make a mistake, further disrupt my plans, or worse fail me…

Cinder: … …. 

Salem: I will take everything from you. Do you understand child?

Cinder: Yes m- *screams* Yes… my queen.

Salem: Good. Now leave. 

Cinder gets up and leaves for Vacuo. Salem on the other hand walks around her castle until she reaches her destination. There she opens a huge door. She walks through the door only to be greeted by multiple eyes.

Salem: Hello my children.

???: Greetings Mother.

Salem: Mother is sorry. I wish I didn’t have to send you to do this. But there is no one but you that I trust to do this task

???: Anything Mother.

Salem uses her Grimm to present an image of the target.

Salem: Find this boy. Do however you feel it takes to bring him back alive. 

???: May we have fun hunting him Mother.

Salem: *smile* Of course, my children. You may torture him and do as you see fit.

???: Yes mother. It shall be done.

Salem: Then go. 

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Would Blake also use her clones with Yang?

Yang’s probably very flustered when it happens

Blake: "Definitely~."

*Blake and her shadow clones surround the Blonde Brawler*

Yang: *blushing* "H-Holy shit..."

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Yang's Impulsive Streak

There are many wonderful things you can say about Yang’s character arc in RWBY, but one small detail I don’t see get talked about enough is how she overcomes her hot-headed nature when it comes to fighting.

In the beginning of the show, Yang is your stereotypical daredevil fighter – she’s reckless and impulsive, prone to acting first and thinking second. She’s used to being able to take any sort of punishment her foes could dish out, thanks to the combination of her Aura and her Semblance.

After her sound defeat at the hands of Adam, she is forced to readdress this outlook. The Fall of Beacon served as a wake-up call for much of the cast, a shattering of their youthful innocence that they were safe from any kind of lasting consequences. For Yang personally, the realization that neither she nor her loved ones were invincible contributes to her depressive spiral. For someone used to only smashing victories, a crushing defeat can be difficult to come back from.

All this leads to her pep talk from Taiyang. The coaching advice he gives his daughter is hardly original – most people have probably already seen a dozen variations on the “veteran mentor tries to teach feisty young protegee the importance of patience and tactical assessment in battle” beat. Most people watching the scene for the first time could probably have predicted how the conversation/sparring match would go just based on past media experience – protagonist is at first resistant, mentor has to kick their ass a little bit to get the point across, until finally protagonist learns the lesson and as a reward gets to do some ass-kicking in return. Lesson finally learned, the protagonist prepares to move on with their quest, end scene.

What sets RWBY apart form any other media where I have seen this trope is how the show continuously commits to demonstrating the growth Yang has undergone. In virtually every major fight after that sparring match with Taiyang, Yang foregoes the reckless decisions her younger, more impatient self would have made.

Yang still charges headfirst into battle – she is a brawler, and therefore needs to be up close for her fighting style to be effective. But she is much more careful about how she fights, particularly in regards to her use of Burn. The show goes out of its way to highlight moments where she could have activated her Semblance, but intentionally chooses not to – like letting Mercury rip her prosthetic arm off so she can get to the Relic Chamber. The old Yang would never have turned away from a provocation like that, and for a moment we see her eyes go red - but she’s learned to not let her temper cloud her judgment. In this instance, stopping Raven and Cinder from getting the Relic is much more important than knocking around one of Cinder's lackeys.

Similarly, we get to see her be tactical in not just when she deploys her Semblance, but how. In the Team RWBY vs. AceOps fight, there’s a moment when she’s about to strike Elm – who has used her own Semblance to root herself to the floor. Rather than follow through on the blow, Yang redirects her empowered punch to the ground, shattering the anchorage that was holding Elm in place.

Finally, in the rematch against Adam, there are multiple instances where Yang could have used her Semblance early in the fight. But with the details of Adam’s Semblance revealed to her by Blake, she realizes that her attacks would only fuel Adam's return assault. Instead she patiently goads Adam into using his Semblance first, holding onto her own reserve for the pivotal moment. When the time comes, she uses her stored energy not to dish out damage, but rob her opponent of one their greatest advantages.

This moment is immensely significant for Yang on multiple levels. The fight highlights how Yang is a foil for Adam, and how that causes Blake to overcome her initial fears about the blonde’s aggressive personality. But aside form cementing Bumbleby’s growing relationship, it is also a personally significant moment for Yang. She has overcome both the internal and external demons of her past, and in a poignant metaphor for how people can recover from trauma stronger than before, is able to find a path to victory that her younger, un-scarred, and more foolhardy self never could have realized.

It's moments like these that make me love RWBY as a show - where the creators shamelessly commit to following through on the character arcs they set in motion - and which continue to make me doubt the media literacy of anyone who hates on the show.

[accidentally-in-fictional-love]

📖🚬🩹 I absolutely adore your writing and was super excited to see you opened requests back up!

Cas <3

Here We Go Again - Johnson/Reader

Warnings: No use of Y/N, gender-neutral reader, canon violence but just a little.

Wordcount: 2172

Summary: When the Phoenixes enter your bar right on the edge of Ghoul Territory it usually meant they were looking for a brawl and to prove themselves. But when a single Phoenix walks in alone with no desire to do anything but fight without talking, it makes you almost concerned for him even though he's supposed to be the enemy.

Notes: A shorter one this time, but I can seriously see myself writing more for this one thanks to the ending 😏 Thank you so much for requesting my favourite man, you already know how much I adore your writing so I was very happy to see this one as the start of my new batch ;w; 💗💗💗

To say that you didn't expect him to show up again would be a lie, his presence slowly becoming a familiar one in your bar. He shouldn't be here, you both knew it, and Gary knew it too as he turned to the door and sighed; he'd warned him before to stay away, this was Ghoul Territory and he'd already had to kick his ass when he and the other Phoenixes didn't take it to heart, but this was now becoming a recurring problem, almost like clockwork at this point, and it was starting to concern you even though he was the enemy. 

‘Back again, Johnson?’ Gary sighed as he stared at his beer, the other Ghouls gathered around the bar around him also becoming aware of his return, a couple of them already starting to stretch for the upcoming fight; you stayed out of it like you always did, the Ghouls provided you with a steady income since your bar was within their turf, this kind of thing just came with the paycheck.

Johnson didn't speak, he never did, especially when he was alone, the scrappy blonde one usually did all the talking for the both of them, but there was something about him tonight as he rolled his neck and stretched out his arms. He wanted that fight this time, he was impatient for it, and it would only be his death wish as Gary downed the rest of his drink and stood. You made sure to collect everyone's glasses and bottles before stepping back, the last time you'd been too close and a bar stool leg had nearly clipped you, and Johnson shot you a quick glance that you almost missed as he made sure you were safe as a bystander. You let the fight proceed, and even though he was always able to hold his own, five on one was never very much of a fair fight, and it wasn't long before Gary had him on the ropes while two of his buddies advanced to hold him down. This wasn't fair, it never was when he came alone, at least with the other two around he stood more of a chance, and you wanted to call it off when he was held down against the pool table and punched relentlessly by the other three.

‘How many times we gotta tell ya that we ain't giving this place to the Brawlers?’ Gary grunted as he hit him, each one punctuated with more and more of a sound until you finally heard his voice when a hard jab to the side made him grunt loudly. ‘We thought you learned that lesson when we threw all three a’ ya outta here!’ Another hit as the rest of the bar ignored what was happening, and you were about to turn your back on it when you saw the way dirty metal wrapped around his fingers and caught the light. ‘This is your last warning, you stay outta here or we'll kill ya, you understand?’

Johnson sat up as much as they permitted, and he looked ready to answer when instead he just spit onto the floor, blood and saliva mixed together from the beating, and he grinned up at Gary and dared him to do it with reckless abandon. You swore under your breath, he'd regret this, and all it took was Gary pulling back his arm to stick him with the spiked brass knuckles he sported before you finally cracked.

‘Alright, that's enough for tonight, you don't gotta bring it that far,’ you spoke up before he could strike, and all five Ghouls stared at you before Gary took a step back towards the bar.

‘If we don't teach this sonofabitch a lesson then he and Matty are gunna keep coming back around here, you wanna break our truce for him?’ he demanded, and you looked at Johnson all spread out and looking the worst he'd been so far before setting your rag on the counter.

‘No, but I can still keep this place in Ghoul Territory with you banned from it,’ you warned, and it was not an empty threat as Gary flexed his fingers and eventually relented. 

He approached you before slamming the brass knuckles on the old wood, the sound filling the place as he made a warning of his own. ‘Bartenders are replaceable if there's any chance you might be workin’ for the Brawlers,’ he said lowly, and you kept eye contact until he motioned for the others to let him go. ‘Let's get outta here, it stinks like Phoenix shit in here now.’

The others snickered as they grabbed some drinks for the road and followed him out, Johnson sitting up on the end of the pool table before hopping to the ground and rolling his neck again. He gave his back a quick crack and flexed his sore fingers before giving you a nod, he was done for the night, and you waited until the sound of the Ghouls’ bikes disappeared into the distance before leaving the counter to follow after him. He pushed open the door and casually strolled out just like he did every other time he'd come there, and he didn't make it to his car as you threw open the door and called out to him.

‘Hey, uh, it's not busy and they're gone now, I can serve you a drink if you want one?’ you asked as he reached for the door, and when he looked over at you you could swear that maybe he'd been waiting for that. He lit the cigarette he'd placed in his mouth and accepted your offer, the Phoenix following you back inside to the other patrons’ surprise. ‘Don't say a word and drinks are on the house tonight,’ you told them seriously, and the pact was sealed as he sat down on Gary's seat. He looked at your stock before motioning towards the bottle of Thorndrip to your left, and you went to pour it into a glass when he motioned again for you to just hand it over.

He really was quiet as he drank, and you weren't used to anyone other than a Ghoul sitting across from you as you busied yourself with work, this enemy of your employers just relaxing and drinking until the bottle was empty. He was all busted up, and while it looked like his healing nose hadn't been broken again it still bled along with his lip, cheek, forehead, as well as every single knuckle from the punches he'd managed to get in. You didn't want to know what state he was in under that thick velvet jacket, but at the same time you did as he set down his bottle and you grabbed him a second.

‘Why do you keep coming back here? You know they're never going to give this place up,’ you couldn't help but ask as he popped off the top effortlessly, and he took another long drink before shrugging.

‘Got my reasons,’ he finally spoke, and you shivered involuntarily at the sound of his voice.

‘Yeah, well next time I might not be able to stop them, this place has been in my family longer than the Ghouls have been around, y'know, I'd hate to lose it over a bar fight,’ you muttered as you cleaned the same glass for the fifth time, and he watched your hands work before staring at your face.

‘I can handle myself, ain't just Matty that can fight for what he wants,’ he said mysteriously, and you had to wonder what he meant when you noticed that he was getting dangerously close to getting blood on his jacket. 

‘Here, come to the back with me, the place will be fine without me for a second,’ you told him as you reached out with a tissue, and he actually flinched away from you when you got close after all the fights of never once backing down from the Ghouls. You recoiled in surprise, maybe he really did have a personal bubble after the fighting had stopped, but he was back to normal again as he grabbed his drink and stood. He headed for the back without you, so in charge and sure of everything that he made you forget this bar was yours, and you quickly grabbed the first aid kit and hurried after him before you allowed him full access to your office without you.

You called it your office but in reality it was more of a bedroom with a desk; after you'd inherited the business you just sort of moved in while you searched for a place nearby that wasn't your father's, but over time you ended up just staying since the Ghouls tended to drink late into the night and this was easier to do than drive back to any potential home at 3AM. He admired your things before sitting on your bed instead of at your desk, and you swallowed before grabbing your chair and rolling it over to him so you could work. He shrugged off his jacket and took another drink before allowing you to begin, and you wondered if he'd ever had anyone other than his fellow Phoenixes to do this for him as you carefully dabbed at his forehead.

‘What's it like, over at the Bang-a-Rang? I've never been in before, obviously,’ you asked just to make small talk to fill the small room, and he thought about it before switching back to the cigarette he'd snuffed out and tucked behind his ear before walking in.

‘Loud,’ he decided, and you let out a small laugh as you finished cleaning his forehead. ‘Energetic, wild, it's hard to describe, you gotta be there to take it all in.’

‘I don't think they'd let me through the door,’ you chuckled a bit sadly as you moved on to his cheek, and he blew some smoke towards your open window as a courtesy before thinking again. 

‘If you come in with me they might,’ he said casually, and your hand stilled as you soaked up a bit of watery blood. You couldn't tell if he was joking or not, his face remained serious but his tone had been easy, and you stared at him curiously before starting to wipe up the blood around his mouth.

‘Why do you keep coming back here?’ you asked again, and he waited until you were done before putting out his cigarette on his tongue and washing down the burn with the rest of his drink.

‘Because you're here,’ he said simply, and your hand froze midair as the smallest of grins tugged at the right corner of his mouth. ‘Can't seem to getcha outta my mind since we brought Ethan over.’

This was dangerous, the enemy couldn't be saying this kind of thing to you, but you still wanted him to as he took over and wiped down the rest of the blood himself; he licked his lips when he was done, his eyes on you before he gestured towards the kit in case he needed it, but you shook your head after a quick observation.

‘Better not, they'll know someone else cleaned you up,’ you pointed out, and he shrugged again before pulling his jacket back on.

‘They won't question it if you come back with me,’ he figured, and it felt terrifying but also thrilling as you looked around your small room.

‘I can't.’ This bar was your life, you didn't know anything outside of it and didn't know what to do if either side knew you'd accepted his offer and took all of this away, but you almost wanted to find out as he took your silence as your answer and stood. He didn't push it, he was happy enough seeing you when he came in for these fights, and you let him leave as you continued to sit there and stare at the space where he'd been sitting. You didn't move until you heard the front door slam shut again as he strolled through it, and in a flash you were on your feet and hurrying after him. ‘Bar's closed, please leave,’ you said quickly as you shut off the lights and grabbed your keys before anyone could even stand, and sure enough drinks were still on the house as you left the mess behind for tomorrow and ran out.

He was waiting behind the wheel as you locked up, and he looked almost smug as you climbed into the passenger seat and strapped in.

‘I can't believe I'm doing this,’ you said as he definitely didn't strap in as well, his bottle still in hand and the engine revving to life.

‘What's life without a little bangarang? he asked before pulling out of the gravel lot, and your heart pounded as you started off for the wild side with the enemy of your employers, the promise of this being your own secret recurring problem following you the entire way there.

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

Blake, sleeping: *Sniff*

Blake: *Sniff Sniff*

Blake, now wide awake: Shellfish Cioppino!

Yang, half asleep: Wazzit? Blake? Blake!

~~~~~

Jaune: Good morning-

Blake: Shellfish Cioppino!

Jaune: Indy and Burr's are still working on it. They did make some Seaweed Chips with Cocktail sauce for us to snack on!

Blake: Sweet!

Yang: Wow! That smells Great! What's cooking?

Jaune: The twins are working on some breakfast.

Yang: The Twins?

Jaune: Indigo and Beryl. One's a Chef, the other a Baker. They're also Fashionistas, the most sociable of the Arcs, and if You see one and not the other, watch your back, watch every step, and if you see them doing something to anyone else, No you didn't.

???: He's Absolutely Right you Know!

Standing in the Doorway of the Kitchen was a young girl, wearing a rather complex outfit that looked not dissimilar to a Maid's, consisting of a lot of Purple, A lot of Frills, and a Bonnet.

Jaune: Good Morning Beryl! How was yours and Indy's Sleepover?

Beryl: It went Well! Blake, it is pleasant to see you again!

Blake: Food?!?

Beryl: A little longer my Famished Feline Friend!

Beryl: Crab Cakes are soon to be out of the oven!

Blake: YES!

Beryl: And you ... The Blonde one, Yang?

Yang: That's my name! Don't wear it out.

Beryl: Hmmm. You're Hair is Lovely-

Yang: Thank you!

Beryl: But your Outfit is ... Bleh!

Yang: ... Their My pajamas?

Beryl: And? That's no excuse for poor style.

???: Oh, Beryl, please let up on our guest? While I am inclined to agree that they are rather Plebian, There is a sort of ... Sporty-brawler look to them.

Another Young girl, evidently the other twin, stood to their side. She wore a set of dark purple loose-fit Pants, and a white button shirt.

Indigo: The darkness of the Orange and the black of her spats contrasts nicely with her brilliant golden locks! It's plain, and nice, if perhaps a little small.

Yang: Jaune sleeps in a onesie!

Beryl: You can't save 'em all.

Indigo: A tragedy really.

Beryl: Rather unforunate.

Indigo: Yet we must still try.

Beryl: No matter how futile it is.

Yang: .. By the way, if it's not too rude-

I+B: Teeth!

Indigo: Just like our Big Brother!

Beryl: Not exactly, we have a slightly different Set up.

Indigo: It's easier for us to eat plants and hard-shelled things, like crabs.

Beryl: unlike Jaune who can Rip and Tear until the Meal is done.

Bonnethead Sharks are the Smallest of the Hammerhead Family, and are also the only Sharks that regularly and actively eat vegetation- specifically seagrass, unlike their obligate Carnivore cousins.

[sarahshot1st]

“Hey Weiss, do you think I could impress that quiet emo girl if I flex my muscles?”

The Schnee-company heiress looked up from her homework, stifling a sigh.

“Probably, Yang. It would depend largely upon her sexual orientation.”

The blonde-haired brawler lowered her arm, eyebrows scrunching up in concentration.

“What?” Weiss asked, stifling a stab of disappointment that the well-muscled limb was no longer being proffered for display. Yang wasn't that attractive - she happened to look particularly fetching today.

“I mean …” Yang seemed at a loss for words. “I kinda just assumed that every girl who went to Beacon was gay. You know. Cuz’ of all the weapons and fighting and stuff.”

Weiss let out an exasperated sigh. “Yang, just because someone is good with weapons doesn’t mean they’re a lesbian. Your mom is a perfect example of that.”

“I mean, to hear my Uncle Qrow tell it, my moms were kinda gay for each other.”

“Yang! Qrow is not a reliable source in these matters.”

Yang frowned, crossing her arms defensively. “Well, why not?”

Weiss rolled her eyes as if it was obvious. “Your uncle refuses to own up to his own homosexual tendencies because he’s trying to play the part of the ‘cool uncle’ to his nieces.”

“That’s a bit harsh, even for you.”

“His frequently regales us," Weiss powered on, unwilling to let the subject drop, "with tall-tales of his exploits involving young barmaids. These are clearly some sort of juvenile attempt to pass as heteronormative. Face it, Yang: the man couldn’t walk straight if it would save his life - which, if his posture does not dramatically improve, might actually become the case.”

“Oh, who’s stereotyping now?”

“I’m just saying,” Weiss said, turning back to her desk, “that he pings my gaydar harder than anyone I’ve ever known - and you haven't met my siblings yet.”

Yang frowned for a moment, mulling over what Weiss had said. Finally, her face broke into a shit-eating grin. In what Weiss would describe as a proactively-hopeful tone of voice, Yang prodded:

“So if you have a gaydar, does that mean you’re gay?”

Weiss suddenly snapped her book shut, rising to leave.

“That, Yang Xiao-Long,” she proclaimed, “is a statement which I can neither confirm nor deny. Good day to you.”

Yang didn’t bother hiding her look of satisfaction as the snowy-haired girl brushed past her out the door.

[deadbeatbirdmom]

So I have a potentially unpopular opinion. It's not based on any one fic, more like observations after reading a lot of fic. It's also not meant to be a personal attack or anything. This is just my opinion, and who am I to tell anyone what to do. A good chunk of the time I don't even listen to myself, particularly when it comes to telling myself to go to bed already.

Anyway! If you write fic, can we talk about epithets? Think about how you use them if you do, especially bearing in mind the POV you're writing in. Ignore this advice if it's third person omniscient, it probably doesn't really apply there. I don't know, I don't write in it, and rarely read it either.

If, say, you write from Yang's POV, ask yourself this: would she really think of herself as 'the brawler' or 'the blonde' or whatever epithet applies? I mean, maybe she does. That's not the sort of thing I think of myself as, but I'm not sure I think of myself using epithets at all. That may be different for other people.

It also goes for how Yang thinks about other people. Is Blake 'the brunette' or 'the faunus' to Yang? With a Bumbleby fic I think 'her girlfriend' or whatever relationship stage they're in actually would apply. That's a pretty natural way for Yang to think of Blake as.

It's just there is a reason I avoid epithets in my own writing outside of a select few, and limit how often I use them. And that reason is that I find epithets can be distracting and make me stop and wonder if a character really thinks of themself or another character like that. But this could well just be me being weird. That or I've just read too much fic where the POV character thinks of themself with a fanon term or something.

Food for thought maybe. Or ignore me and carry on writing the way you want. I don't make the rules, and tripping over an epithet while reading a fic doesn't stop me from enjoying it, and doesn't make a fic bad. I'm not saying 'if you do this you're wrong!' Not at all. I'm asking 'would you do this in the character's shoes?'

If you've read this far have a Yang for your time:

[n6918]

How about some Yang/Weiss/Ruby lewd headcannons?

Lewd RWBY Headcanno The Heiress Toy (Ruby x Weiss x Yang)

Weiss didn't know what to expect when she walked in on the sisters having fun time in the bathroom. But last thing that she expected was for them to grab her by the arms and pull her in. Since then she's been a toy for those stacked sisters.

Yang loves watching her sister pleasure Weiss with that extremely fast of hers, she knows from experience, and looking at the rich girl plead with her as she lays on the blonde brawlers thighs. And when she's had enough of pleading to let her rest she simply sits on her face and plays with her breast.

Ruby finds the face Weiss makes while she holds onto Ruby as Yang uses her strap on on the thin white haired girl from behind. Teasing the girl with both her words and her hands as the snow queen melts in her hands.

The two sisters love to bully Weiss, their best by far is when they use some modified toys of Rubys to completely break Weiss well they recorded the whole thing. Then telling her they were going to send it to her sister and hear the panic and see the resulting overwhelming orgasm she had.

Weiss often wonders whether the bullying is all worth it, sure she gets off to it but is this how our relationship should go. Before waking up in the morning sandwich between there voluptuous breast and being surrounded by there scent, and remembering yes it is worth it. 

[fat-hedonistic-hogs]

@slob-multiverse

“Oh come on ice queen. You’ve seen me eat more and sweat more than this.” Yang said before taking a big bite of a chicken wing. Rubbing her belly which was glistening with sweat. Weiss being concerned cause Yang had been eating and sweating genuinely all day. From sunrise trough every class and now just before bed. Even at her worst Yang usually overloaded early to mid day. But this was gluttony unseen.

"Yang... I know you're a heavy eater but this is getting out of hand. Atleast give it an hour before you start shoveling food down your gullet again! You look like a total pig and smell about as fresh as one." Weisss groaned pinching the bridge of her nose as she watched the blonde brawler of beacon stuff herself like a gluttonous hog.

The heiress was sitting nearby using her weapon as a makeshift fan with ice dust cartridges scatter at her feet as she tried her best to keep Yang cool to little success, but no matter how cool she tried to make it there was no stopping the torrent of sweat without flash freezing the room or making a localized snow storm. Neither of which Weiss wanted to do in fear of ant repercussions at the hand of a certain witch.

[madmanwonder]

The moon looks beautiful tonight. The light from the moon shines down her and gives her a certain warmth and comfort that she often felt when she was in the presence of the moon.

Unlike when she was in her bitchy baby incubator bandit group she had to live with and endure until her mother told her to join the Beacon Academy to improve her skills and spy on her wayward twin sister and half-sister from her technically stepmother.

Even though she wanted to tell her mother to go fuck herself and ignore the bitch who sees her less like a daughter but a useful tool for her twisted ambition and selfish creed of survival to the fittest crap…but she decides that her stupid self wanted to make mommy dearest happy and join the academy filled with overbearing idiots and weaklings who swaggered around beacon as if they were the hottest shit in Remnant.

Unlike her who had to resort to some very heavy shi—

“Ying? What are you doing up this late?”

Ying Branwen looked away from the moon to see the flaxen-haired, oceanic-eyed man standing a few feet from her to give her space after the first few times he unintentionally entered her zone

“None of your damn fuckin’ business, dipshit.” Ying said in a harsh, gruff voice filled with hostility and anger.

Jaune frowned but still looked at her with concern and compassion in his eyes which made the ill-tempered ex-bandit feel like shit for acting like a bitch to the naive fool.

But she was too prideful and distrustful of him and herself to feel sorry about it.

“Do yourself a favor and fuck off before I make you leave.” Ying said to Jaune as she glowered at him.

“…” The Arc looked at and then to the entrance before nodded and proceeded to ignore her warning and walked up to her.

“Not leaving until I see you back to the dorm with your team, Ying.” He said in a stubborn, steadfast voice as he stood close to her and exudes a warming aura of safety and comfort.

…

…

…

“…fuck you.” The Brawler of Team BBNT z said to the blonde asshole as she looked at the melancholic moon with a angry expression…but beneath her anger, the sensation of anger and sadness was slowly being washed away by the comforting warmth and presence of the blonde idiot who might not be as bad she thought.

[rwac96]

Prompt

OG Stud. Gigolo

Ren is a good friend, and he is afraid that if Yang finds Jaune fucking Ruby, then trouble might happen. So Ren tries to convince Yang to stay and have more sex, using everything he knows that will get her in the mood.

"Let me go, Ren!" A red-eyed Yang Xiao Long barked as Ren held her back, "My sister's innocence at stake!"

"Yang, calm down!" Ren pleaded with his girlfriend, "Why waste your energy on...a rumor."

"That didn't sound like a rumor," Yang replied, then her eyes returned to lilac as she felt his lips on her neck. "Ren, nnhhh~."

"You could have some more fun with me," the practicing Lotus Fighter whispered into the Blonde Brawler's ear.

"You ass," she said with a small smile on her face.

[novankenn]

"Ozpin's Fault - AU"

A Morning Surprise (3/4) - (965 Words)

(Tumblr exclusive "Remake" of Oops My Bad posted on AO3)

Pyrrha had yet to move from where her brain and body had shut down, when Nora and Jaune exited the bathroom. Jaune still looked extremely, almost mortally embarrassed, and as soon as she was clear of the door, she bolted for her bed, and wrapped her blankets around her.

"See, fearless leader... no issues." Nora had a huge smile on her face, as she turned to face, her lifelong friend. "So what's next? Breakfast?"

"Clothes for Jaune, but considering your last out burst..." Ren tilted his head towards the statue like posture of Pyrrha, "Our champion has shutdown."

"Well," Nora closed on eye, and tapped her chin with her index finger, while acting as if she was assessing Jaune. "She and I are about the same height, she's a little thinner than me, but her bust and hips are close. My stuff should fit her fine."

"What about her tail?"

"You still have your sewing kit?"

"Of, course."

"Problem solved." Nora turned her attention from Jaune to Pyrrha, whose face was getting redder and redder by the second. "Or... one problem solved. I don't think we should leave Jaune-Jaune alone with Pyr-Pyr... she might break her."

"You haven't helped the situation with a from the bathroom broadcast about Jaune not wearing underwear at night."

"Told you she was thirsty." Nora gave Ren a grin, before she winked at him and then moved towards Pyrrha. Nora guided the Mistralian champion to her own bed, before she started going through clothes, seeking out an outfit that would be suitable for Jaune to wear.

"Just get Jaune a Beacon uniform, Nora."

"Nope."

"Nora."

"Nope"

"Nora?"

"Jaune-Jaune is too adorable... a Beacon uniform will look like trash on her."

"Nora."

"It's happening, and then we're going for breakfast." Nora pulled out to Ren's relief a rather modest sets of undergarments, followed by one of her normal skirts. "Here, make the alterations, and then scoot out, so us girls can have some privacy, okey-dokey?"

Ren just sighed, and went to work. The modifications would be a little rough, but Ren was hopeful at least they would be comfortable for Jaune to wear. As the pair continued to work, Jaune buried herself further into her blankets, and Pyrrha sat unmoving, her lips forming soundless words. It took Ren about fifteen minutes to make the alterations, and as soon as they were done, she was shoved out into the hallway.

As he was waiting, the door to JNPR's sister team RWBY opened and the eclectic collection of girls appeared.

"Ren, why are you out in the hall?" Ruby asked, as like the rest of her team was a little surprised to the sight of Ren without Nora.

"Vomit Boy finally putting the moves on, P-Money?" Yang asked with a wink.

"Don't be crass, Yang." Weiss admonished the blond brawler.

"Where' Jaune?" Blake asked as her sensitive ears picked up something from inside the room, a second later she was curled into a ball holding her ears in pain.

"What the HELL?" Yang shouted after the glass shattering scream ended.

Ren didn't waste a minute, in passing his scroll, the one he was at some point going to call the infirmary with, over the door lock. As the door swung open, everyone heard...

"I'M SORRY JAUNE!"

"Ren and Ruby poked their heads through the doorway, finding Nora standing in front of a closed bathroom door, and a cherry faced Pyrrha wringing her hands, looking totally dejected and mortified.

"Do I want to know what happened?" Ren asked, totally knowing that he definitely wasn't ready for whatever chaos had just occurred.

"It seems, Pyr-Pyr is EXTREMELY thirsty..." Ren was sure Nora was using her annoyed voice.

"I couldn't help it! I'm sorry!" Pyrrha whined.

"What did you do?" Yang asked as she too poked her head through the door.

"She gave Jaune-Jaune's hooters a squeeze while saying beep-beep." Yep, it was confirmed. That was Nora's annoyed voice.

"She what?"

"I offered to let Jaune return the favour." Pyrrha tried to defend herself, knowing full well she had no defence.

"Um... she what?" Yang asked again.

"Are you okay, Jaune?" Ruby asked after entering the room and moving to stand next to Nora.

"I need an adult!" was Jaune's reply.

"Your voice sounds off." Ruby commented as a finally recovered Blake, assisted by Weiss also poked their heads into the room.

"Is NO ONE going to answer HOW P-Money beeped Jaune's boobs?" Yang asked. "When did Vomit-boy get boobs?"

"What?" Weiss and Blake asked, their gaze falling directly on the very uncomfortable looking four-time champion.

"I said I was sorry." Pyrrha mumbled.

"We've missed breakfast." Ren reported after checking his scroll. "And if we don't get moving, we're going to be late for our first class."

"We still have a few minutes for breakfast. I'll meet you in class." and with that she vanished in a whirlwind of rose petals.

"I'm missing pancakes because of you..." Nora's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Jaune get that bubble but out here, NOW! Momma wants pancakes!"

"No!" Jaune shouted back, in a voice that Yang, Weiss and Blake were sure was higher sounding than normal. "I've been defiled!"

"What did Pyrrha do?" Weiss stuttered, her eyes wide in shock.

"As I already said..." Nora took a breath. "Pyr-PyrturnedaroundwhileJaunewasinherundies,andrushedovertobeep-beepherboobies!"

"What?" Weiss and Blake both asked.

"We're going to be late, and our first class is with professor Goodwitch." Ren moved into the room, and knocked on the bathroom door. "Jaune, I know you're embarrassed, but we need to be on time for class."

"No, I'm very comfortable and SAFE in here, thank you very much!"

"It's with Professor Goodwitch, she's already not happy with us because of the food fight..."

"Not leaving! Just tell Aunt Glynda I'm having my period!"

[tiktokonaclock]

The Siren and The Demon Chapter 2

"The whole point of your mission was to convince the brawlers to join us. “ Kazarina scolded the teenagers kneeling in front of her. “What part of that was confusing to you ?!”

The agents all found the floor quite interesting, appearently. Her teammates each scolded the kids, except for Gill. Interesting Kozarina thought. Gill would never miss a chance on belittling someone. Perhaps, degrading teenagers was not as enjoyable as degrading her. He gave the emperor a suggestion for their next strike instead.

The meeting was dismissed.She watched the agents leaving the room one by one, on their toes. Emperor gave them the order to prepare for attack. Gill turned to her with a smug expression on his face.

"We have to prepare for the attack, not a night out. So don't waste too much time On your make-up."

"And you make sure to go potty before the attack."

The stifled laughter on her other teammates’ face were reassuring her that she had come up with a good come back. She sent Gill her fakest smile.

The agentd have been waiting in the main sallon of the palace for some time now. The ships needed to be prepared by their owners, and it took almost an hour. They were mostly silent, yet they stood together. The failure was theirs, just as how the victory would have been theirs as well.

"Do you guys think Sid is okay?" Zenet asked, finally breaking the silence.

“Sid’s dead, Zenet. "Mason replied, his expression cold as stone. "They killed him for losing the element."

"Have you seen the body?"

"Do I need to? The emperor explicitly said that he doesn't want any weaklings around. So You get destroyed when you fuck up. Easy as that.”

“The stakes are high for us now." Lena said, crossing her arms. “My guess is that they will try us out individually and decide who gets to stick around." She looked around, "Our lives would've been lot easier if it wasn't for the brawlers."

"Those fucking idiots have no idea what we are going through here." Mason said. "Both us individually and the entirety of Gundalia generally."

"If they had seen the Gundalia's condition they would have chosen to help us instead of Neithians," Ren spoke as if he was in a dream. "I am sure of that."

"Then perhaps you should have tried to explain our motivation to them. We didn't start a war just to satisfy our craving for violance." Jesse said.

"Maybe you should've done that Jesse, since you are so good with words"

“If I was the appointed leader of this mission, I would.”

Zenet's cell phone rang, interrupting the bickering. Once she saw the name on it, she hid the screen by putting it on her leg. "I'll be right back." She said as she walked away. Once she was sure she was far enough, she picked up the phone. Her head tilted and her expression hardend on her face. "No, I am not." They heard her say. "I can't talk to you right now." She turned to her teammates and once she realized that they were observing her, she covered her mouth with her hand.

"What the fuck?" Mason grumbled. "

"My money is on the chance of her having a suitor that won't stop chasing her," Jesse replied.

“Isn't she a little too young for that?"

“She is only 2 years younger than us.”

“2 years is lot when you are a teen.”

“Well, I had a boyfriend when I was 15.” Lena shruged." Plus, if we are going to get murdered for losing a match we might as well lose our virginity beforehand."

The others laughed at the irony.

"Well well." "Kazarina said when she saw the knight running towards the enemy's Side. "Who let Elright out of his cage?” "Somebody is getting fired." Gill replied. Kazarina crossed her arms as she turned to him. "I thought Airzel was keeping him captive." She sent a cheeky smile. "Perhaps your loyal aide is not as great as you think.”

“Do not take his name on your mouth Kazarina." Gill replied harshly. "At least I have friends other than lab rats.”

The blonde's smug expression slowly faded off her face as she turned in front of her. "Neither you nor the other men would have your vicious toys to play with, if it wasn't for my research center," she said. "It is thanks to us, to me, that we are so strong.”

Gill smirked as he walked towards her. Closing the few steps gap between them, he leaned on her. The scent of his woody perfume filled her lungs as he whispered: “Then perhaps I'll have to find new toys to play with, my dear.”

[jaune-submissive-and-breedable]

yang uses her vibrator hand on jaune to prepare him to take blake's cock~

Blake sat licking her lips as she watched the scene in front of her. Her head resting in the palm of her left hand, while the right hand lazily pumped the meat pillar rising from between her legs. 13 inches of solid faunus cock stood at attention, pulsing, leaking pre-cum, solid as a rock, and covered head to toe in bars. Patiently waiting for the action ahead to cease.

"GODS ABOVE, YANG STOP! I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE" a shrill masculine voice cried out

Panning her amber eyes ahead of her, she watched as her loving girlfriend, Yang, shoving their friend, Jaune's, head against the wall as her robotic arm fisted itself deep in his asshole. A loud vibrating noise could be heard echoing through the dorm.

"Quite being a pussy and shut up!" She growled, pushing her prosthetic against his prostate making him shriek once more. A splatter of white painting the already cum stained wall in front of him white once more.

Blake moaned briefly hearing Yang's authoritarian voice. Though, she wore the pants in the relationship, she did enjoy seeing Yang preparing new toys for her.

"That's enough, Yang~" the blonde brawler turn to Blake, "I think he's ready now~"

She rose from her seat slowly making her way towards the two blondes. Upon seeing her, Yang immediately went to meet her, stumbling from excitement. Instead of getting back up, she got onto her knees waiting patiently for Blake to meet her.

"Did I do good, Mistress" She panted, lilac eyes wide like a puppy's.

Blake leaned over capturing lifting her head upwards to meet hers. "You did, baby~. You did really good~" She and Yang kissed each other passionately till the raven-haired beauty pulled away, licked her partner's face, and stared deep into her eyes. "No go play, I'm gonna give lover boy here private study session~"

Yang nodded, lifting herself off the floor, she made her way to the chair Blake sat on. Quickly making herself comfortable, she started to play with herself using the same arm she probed Jaune with. Blake watched Yang for a bit bfore slowly turning her attention to the trembling boy, bracing himself against the wall. She took a moment to inspect his form. He still had on his shirt, but his pants and boxers pooled around his feet resting in the small puddle of cum that accumulated from Yang fisting his ass, which was gapping from the rough treatment. His own impressive for a male 9in cock twitched and leaked strands of cum into his underwear from the position he was in.

"OOH~, Yang really did a number on you~" She exclaimed as she ran a hand along his back

Jaune jumped from her touch, his deep blue eyes staring back at her. "Blake....please.....I...I..."

Blake shushed him with a finger, "Sh sh sh~, If you think she was bad, Your gonna love my fat faunus cock~"

She spun him around so he was facing her, and shoved him against the wall making him gasp. She lifted his leg and positioned her cock at his gaping asshole. Her eyes never leaving his. Despite his heavy pants, Jaune managed to choke out a question.

"W....Why me"

Blake smiled at his question. Rather than answer, she captured him in a passionate kiss, her rough cat like tongue scraping against his own making him groan. While she did, one of her hands snaked below and squeezed his surprising firm butt. All the while, she began pushing her cock in his ass, however, she was met with some resistance. Pulling away to look, she saw a bright light engulfing his body.

"I forget about you aura and semblance" She returned her attention to his face "Don't worry, I'll be gentle~" as she spoke, she rammed her cock deep inside Jaune making him gasp from the pain. "At first~"

Blake immediately began thrusting, contrary to her claims she was not gentle. Her movements powerful and precise, her girth stretching him more than Yang ever could, and the barbs scrapping painfully against his soft fleshy insides. Jaune screamed silently as Blake thrusted deep in his ass, tears reformed in his eyes from the pain. See this, Blake pulled him back in for another kiss, savoring his taste. He was gonna enjoy being in this relationship.

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Just wanna say that knightshade, along with Arkos, are one of my favorite ships. Also this marks the first Blake and Yang ask on this channel