I’d be down for pea coat, but roll with me for a second here.
They’re still gonna frostbitten Atlas.
Actual sleeves, put a Beacon or Mantle or Pyrrha patch on the shoulder, think of that fur lined collar resting over the edges of his chestplate and say it wouldn’t look good.
Jaune: (whering his new coat)
Ruby: (blushing)
Jaune: what?
Ruby: THAT COAT MAKES YOU LOOK TOO COOL! (Petal burst away)
Jaune: (shrugs)
Pyrrha, with tea: Thank you for inviting me over for tea, Saphron.
Saphron, smiling: No problem. I thought you might be bored since Jaune is our drinking with the boys. How’s the tea?
Pyrrha: It’s really good. It’s actuallymy favorite kind.
Saphron: Yeah, Jaune told me.
Pyrrha: Excuse me, where’s the bathroom?
Saphron: Down the hall to he left.
Pyrrha: Thank you. *walks away*
Saphron: *sips her tea*
Pyrrha’s scroll: *DING*
Saphron, curious: Hmm? Wonder whose that.
*Saphron checks the scroll to see a text message from Jaune*
Jaune, whose clearly drunk: Imma kick your ass when we get home.
Saphron, choking: What the hell?! He’s gonna do WHAT?! What the fuck!? Did he actually send that?! Oh hell no! I’m going to kick his—
Jaune, texting back: *lick 👅
Saphron: Oh......okay then. He’s going to lick her ass. *sighs in relief* That scared me for moment.
Saphron: *starts sipping her tea peacefully*
Saphron: *processing the information*
Saphron:.........*eyes widening before choking on her tea again, this time hot tea spewing out of her nose*
Saphron, choking: JESUS FUCKIN CHRIST! *coughs* OH GOD! DID HE REALLY JUST SENT THAT?! OH GOD! I WISH I CAN UNREAD THAT! *coughs* OH FUCK! *starts pouring alcohol into tea* Just forget what you read, Saph. Just forget about it. Save it for therapy.
Not saying it wouldn’t be hot & hilarious to watch that, it definitely would be.
...But it’d be amazing to do this with Emerald. Em gets a reverse-Cinder in her head. Pyrrha has to speed-run Emerald a face-turn to go hunt some gloomy Arc booty.
I would go for Cinder, but the concept has been done semi-commonly.
Last pick would be Weiss, based solely on the amount of thirsty effort Pyrrha would need to talk Weiss into it.
Pyrrha: Come on Weiss! Just once... one... one night! So I can rest in peace, probably. It’ll be like sleeping in late. Like a weird dream. You probably won’t even remember it!
Weiss: My body would remember it!
Pyrrha: He-he..Well, possibly... *Remembering Arc Dick*
Weiss: *Intrusively thinking of Arc Dick* Gah! H-How is it so- When did you get to look at it!? *Red-faced*
Pyrrha: Whenever I got the chance to. Dorm life was a glorious hell, Weiss. A hell I’m still in for every night that Knight isn’t in me!
Pyrrha’s love/lust is so strong that she refused to die without telling Jaune how she really feels....and getting her cheeks clapped by said blond dork.
So her soul comes back to the world of the living and binds with one of her friend’s body to be able to survive.
Now it wouldn’t be a problem if it was a friend like Ruby (who has a crush on Jaune), or Yang (who wants to bang Jaune), or even Nora (who would happily sleep with Jaune if it helped Pyrrha), but no.
Instead Pyrrha’s soul gets stuck in the body of one Lei Ren. Her one other male friend.
Pyrrha grabs her new round and soft, bubble butt and smiles. Oh well, She’ll work with what she’s got.
Team RASN: I know you said Jaune was likely to carry-bang whichever teammate(s) he ends up with, but at this point it seems more likely he's gonna sisterzone them and end up with Yang or something. It seems like the smol girls will have to make the first move.
Indeed it seems so, but Yang and Jaune are friends.
So far.
Yang would lie if she said she wasn’t interested in Jaune.
(I have no clue as to who would be making the first move.)
Thoughts on Topaz?
Honest opinion: Looove them. They're so fucking awkward around each other at first, but Jaune's earnest goofiness makes Emerald laugh and leads to her opening up too, which leads to them developing the weirdest inside jokes imaginable.
I feel like I need to say this, as I've seen some concerning fandom purity bullshit crossing my dash.
This blog is unapologetically pro AO3.
I support them and all they do, may they continue to do it for decades to come.
If only there was someone around who could help heal serious wounds...
Boy, is that a dated reference...
You gotta admit, the ponytail is very cute compared to her more business first bun. But I am genuinely concerned about her gaining robot parts like Ironwood.
Love how you can just add the respective missing hat to any one of Blake’s outfits to instantly demonstrate which type of formal menswear inspired it.
As a short person myself, this is a friggin mood I relate to
Councilman Arc: Jaune begins to call out Atlas on its treatment of Mantle and the parasitic nature of the relationship as Atlas rarely shares anything that they can’t rip away in an instant. This forces Atlas to better their treatment of Mantle and leads to the Happy Huntresses wanting to show Jaune just how happy he’s made them.
One visit was all it took. His very first travel to Atlas, as part of diplomatic relations. All he wanted was to visit Mantle once, to see it. Some of the politician said that there was not much to see.
Jaune saw enough.
He realized just how dependent Atlas was of Mantle. They relied on the city below on just about anything. And how were they repaid? With scorn.
Scorn, ridicule and even more corruption.
Jaune forced their hand. He informed Ironwood that the ill treament of Mantle was attracting Grimm and would cause a catastrophe in the long run.
Hence, the support for Mantle was enforced. Ironwood gained some support among Mantle for the move, even if some Atlas dwellers accused the man of kowtowing to a youngling beginner in the great game of politics.
Ironwood was no politician, however, so he could give a fuck.
Added bonus for Jaune was that his efforts did not go unnoticed by a certain group within Mantle. The Happy Huntresses were a volunteer group that was thinning out Grimm beyond the walls of Mantle, thus supporting the sparse military presence up to the reforms allocating resources for it.
The blonde received...a gift basket.
Not what he thought, given the trend, but he’d gladly take it. Some ham, sweets, a few pieces of fruit and...
And there it was.
A piece of paper with a scroll number, which also read “Call me″. Although that could mean anything.
And hey, he had a lot to learn, and this woman could maybe teach him a thing or two.
Ruby: Yang isn’t thirsty ALL the time, right Yang?
Yang: