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In Weiss Reacts: Volume 2! by ElfCollaborator there are two chapters about the beginning of the story, but they are quite brief so i don't know if or counts

Eons have I waited.

I am seriously disappointed in the Rwby Reaction fanfic fandom…. Not one of them, not a single one of them… Has done a reaction to “The Games we play” By Ryuugi, that’s like peak Jaune Fanfic level right there! Get on that shit people, before I do! And trust me, I suck badly at reaction fics.

The ball’s in your court Reaction Fic writers.

More bittersweet, as Hans many stories are

Oh, so if we summon her in the real world, everything would just go fine. So this story has a happy ending, then.

I feel ya. Just think that the next One Will be better

So freaking mad at myself, I accidentally delated a 1000 unsaved word for a story because I was playing around in the tumblr post thing. The extra funny thing? I was going to add a content warning.

If you have sleep paralysis and there is a being staring at you with a smile and every time you concentrate on the being, you feel worse, try imagining a extendible maw to bite his face off. The sleep paralysis goes away. Tested and verified.

That's Just adorable

New AU~; Yes, I’m aware I have a lot of them, that’s just my thing

Premise - Ten years after the defeat of Salem, Remnant is at peace, or at least it’s foot is out of the doorway of destruction. Team RWBY is world famous and making the world a better place, Nora and Ren have started a family and found peace, and Jaune is living his dream in Argus… with his son Achilles and their dog Heracules.

In otherwords Jaune is a himbo single dad trying his best, while going on misadventures with his son and dog.

Achilles Arc

Ten year’s old

Long crimson-red hair, sapphire blue eyes, tall for his age, but barely comes to his dads chest. Hasn’t hit puberty yet, but is pretty gangly. Has a tan skin tone.

Semblance:?

Heracles Arc

Breed: Tibetan Mastiff: (Grimm Hunter Hound)

A puppy Jaune found in a overrun village, and took in. View Jaune as his papa, and Achilles as his brother. Has been trained by Jaune to protect Achilles, and Achilles trains with him to be a huntsman.

Semblance: Brother Bond - Creates link between him and his brother, creating a pool between the two of them, allowing them to share memories to senses to aura, to possibly anything between the two of them.

Alfred is the best

Nightwing #92

Batdad Moment #1

Yes he's a God. Just "it's a party" has been a clusterfuck of Surprise by beginning to the end, and you can Always See the study there Is behind his characters, even though Is the only finished story. Beside "dies irae", "a Grimm tale" and "broken fangs" are all completely different by One Another, while the most of Fanfiction today Is Just a variation of "jaune goes to Beacon" with adds-on. In His stories there Is never "they Met, they fucked-the end". He explores the racism that was Just mentioned in the show in a complete new light, and probably I could keep going for a bit, so i'll Just repeat that his characters are constants. If they are not well in the head that's Just It, It doesn't change in five minutes with a pair of magic words by the MC of the story. I mean look at blake in broken fangs or Cardin in a Grimm tale!

P.s. if you haven't read It yet, i won't spoil It for you.

Btw that part Is One of my favourite, immediatly after his speech to mantle.

And ozpin Is depicted like a true Immortal should act, not Just a troll, i mean, look at the show, the most despicable thing he has done Is having caused the unspecific reason for Hazel's sister death, and that part we don't even know if it's true or Just hazel's obsession, but living so long must mess with the head.

CyanideSins is a based God, example when Blake talks about Robyn Hill:

“She wishes to do good things for Mantle! She has a Semblance that can tell whether you’re telling the truth or not, so I trusted her and told her about the Amity project. Sometimes, if you trust those who are fighting for what is right, you will-“

‘Ah.’

The wild and naked anger on his face as he rose, and Blake’s gaze went up, his mailed hand grabbing her throat and raising her up. Blake’s legs kicked against his armoured form, the man in the armour not letting go of her as he brought her face close to his, snarling lividly at her. Blake's heels kicked at him as he held her, whilst they stared and the wrath in his expression made her cower.

“YOU TOLD THAT WOMAN ABOUT THAT? ARE YOU INSANE?!"

His teammates shifted, muscles tensing, ready to interfere if things got violent. It was something Weiss noticed, as the man she liked's voice turned angrier.

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND, YOU SICK FAUNUS BITCH?!”

Spit hit Blake in the face as the cat ears flattened on her face, Jaune’s grip pressing against the Faunus girl’s throat, Weiss up from her seat after she'd gathered herself, as was Yang.

“Jaune! Calm down, she didn’t mean anything with it! I was there with her, we both did it!”

Blake was struggling against the hand, as he didn’t look away from her. Jaune ignored Yang, looking at Blake's face with eyes that were full of emotion.

“Beacon fell because of YOU and your fucking people, Blake. Your whole ‘White Fang’ maniac band of Faunus murderers just went out and MURDERED THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE! THOUSANDS, BLAKE! And you know what the best thing is, Blake fucking Belladonna? Pyrrha died because of Cinder Fall and her White Fang flunkies. All because of you. You couldn't just leave that mad crusade for 'Faunus rights' alone, could you?”

His anger was visible on his face as Yang grabbed a hold of him, trying to wrench her girlfriend free. Weiss could use a Glyph, but there was nothing that could stop Jaune without impacting the others.

“She was innocent of that! She had nothing to do with the White Fang, and Adam was-“

Yang shouted, and Jaune’s eyes turned to her. Yang actually flinched back, the blue eyes looking angry and tired.

"SHE HAS EVERYTHING TO DO WITH THE WHITE FANG, YANG! HER FATHER CREATED THE ORGANISATION AND SHE WAS A PROUD MEMBER!"

His breathing was heavy, as his grip on Blake's throat increased, the gauntlets holding her tightly, as his voice calmed somewhat, speaking in a harsh tone.

“Adam chased the two of you down, simply because this little pussycat couldn’t keep her mouth fucking open for FIVE FUCKING SECONDS and tell all of us about what it’s like to fight with him. Information, Blake Belladonna, about his fucking semblance would’ve been nice. Do you think this is funny? Do you? How many of us need to die before Blake Belladonna gets it in her fucking skull that not everything revolves around the people who are oppressed?”

Blake was starting to turn purple in the face as his grip dug into her neck. The armoured gauntlets were hard to pry from a neck, she could guess. She didn’t get closer, looking at her team leader, Ruby looking scared and indecisive between the two of them.

“You handed out information to a known political opponent of Ironwood, simply because ‘Blake fucking Belladonna, Faunus terrorist supreme’ wants to see her girlfriend Yang lose another arm. ‘Oh no, I’m so sorry for dodging every damn fucking consequence Yang, even thought they cut off your arm! They can replace it!’, and I don’t want to see my friend like that!”

When I was little, i had always had a fear, but let's say a distaste? of sea.

I would always cry and ask to go back every 10 minutes, or about.

But i was little so no one cared about what I said.

Everytime we went back home, i would sleep terrorized and constantly having nightmares.

Being tied and thrown in the water, sometime with a web, sometime by algae and pulled inside.

The normal kind of nightmare, till now.

One night, i dreamt of being in a canoe in the middle of the sea, with no land in sight.

With me there was a fisherman, who menaced me of various suffering and that he had me once again, and that i wouldn't never run away again.

Now bear with me, because this is a bit weird.

At his words I remembered i saw him in a dream, that i didn't remember for anything but his presence. Nothing else.

And so i realized that that must have been a dream too.

Suddenly i tried my hardest to open my eyes, all the meantime, the fisherman kept mocking me an my efforts to wake up.

And here happened the strangest thing, that if someone know something about, I'd like you would share it with me.

I opened one eye while with the other, i kept dreaming. It was a so surreal sight, of the blue of the ocean and the dark of my room, that both me and the fisherman just stared at each other with a stupified expression in our face.

But the silence ended with his laugh, followed by him saying: "Ah! I told you" and some other rambling, before I opened my other eyes.

Honestly, i was less scared when I was being covered every night for a week by spider coming out of my closet, that meet that thing again.

I mean, i still dislike sea till this day, but if i see a spider on the ceiling about to be murdered, i would always tell off any spider killer. They eat mosquitoes, they basically make lord work for me.

I didn't dream about him never again, at least for what I remember. I like to think that he was so disappointed or ashamed that he had lost the courage to show back his face.

i just had the weirdest moment, i was feeling my front teeth with my tongue because they’re the tiniest bit crooked, and then i had the thought “i’ll check if they’re also crooked in my other mouth” and then i realized to my shock and confusion that i have only one mouth, leading me to believe that in a past life i was a terrible monster with two mouths

Nope, Just their defenders, he leave the Boring part to others