*.BLACK / BEAST.

aff. blake belladonna of RWBY. loved by jiwoo.

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    so i’ve been spending the past week or so working on it, it’s finally done!  decided awhile ago I wanted to archive this blog and move to a new one for a.) organization purposes & b.) other reasons and I checked with a mod beforehand to ensure it was okay. i’ll be sending an ask to the ml to let them know about the move! aside from everything that was started in February, everything will be dropped. memes as well! a clean fresh slate, you know???

    this blog will stay up for tracking/rank-up needs and I may pop in from time to time to answer things I still want to. the new blog is done, I just have to reblog some headcanon’s and/or just make a headcanon masterpost.

        from now on, blake can be found here!

[ribellaione]

    so i’ve been spending the past week or so working on it, it’s finally done!  decided awhile ago I wanted to archive this blog and move to a new one for a.) organization purposes & b.) other reasons and I checked with a mod beforehand to ensure it was okay. i’ll be sending an ask to the ml to let them know about the move! aside from everything that was started in February, everything will be dropped. memes as well! a clean fresh slate, you know???

    this blog will stay up for tracking/rank-up needs and I may pop in from time to time to answer things I still want to. the new blog is done, I just have to reblog some headcanon’s and/or just make a headcanon masterpost.

        from now on, blake can be found here!

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if Blake feels comfortable enough around you she will absolutely use you as a pillow and just pass out on you in the weirdest of ways half the time and it's great why would you even try to wake her when she does

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petaltrail.

           yeah… … wait — can we still socialize ?  like, with each other ?

 well -- yeah. we should just...avoid socializing with almost everyone else, 

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petaltrail.

           thanks, you’re a real one

     we should just...not socialize a whole month

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wiltingbeast.

         “– That’s…“ He never expected to see that again… the journal of Blake Belladonna, one brought over from Remnant. To think that he had almost forgotten about it… yet now here it is, with the owner finally wanting to demand answers for the obvious evidence of someone else having read it. All signs pointed to Adam being the one responsible…. and they’d all be right. His posture relaxed somewhat as the demands first hit… but he quickly regained his stubbornness to fight back, jaw clenched as toss a hand up in defiance.

         ”What right, huh?! You couldn’t just figure it out on your own, is that it?! Or maybe you just wanna hear me spell it out for you!” An old fury was being reignited from his pain, his heart tightening and pounding harder as he stood his ground. “When you were with the White Fang, I would have given you anything– even my life! You were my partner, Blake…! The one person I trusted more than anyone! And then… and then– you just left! Without any warning at all! I spentdays trying to understand why… I may have found that journal by accident, but I was hoping to find any sort of answer– ones that you refused to give me back then! And what do I find…?!”

         “Sketches and drawings… of me! Even after the day you left, you kept making them– made notes about how you wished things hadn’t changed…! You were willing to confess all of this in some damn book, but you couldn’t even talk to me first?!”

    Coward. She’s nothing but a damn coward, carelessly tossing away others for the sake of safeguarding her own heart! How was she any better than him…?!

   of course. 

        of course. how could she have expected anything else? why would it be ANYTHING else? he was sounding like a broken record-- she was a fool to think for a ssecond he'd have let any of this go, to even try to move on from the past. of course Adam Taurus couldn't let anything go. especially when it came to their past. maybe he thinks bringing it back up would have her feeling guilty, but he was dead wrong. she wasn't going to let past decisions be thrown in her face like ammo. 

   " YOU WOULDN'T LISTEN! How many times do I have to say that before you get it?! Why would I waste my time trying anymore when you made it clear that my opinion didn't mean anything?!  My concerns, my worries were tossed to the side like trash! At least this damn book didn't do that" 

    a bitter scoff leaves her lips as she pretty much tosses the journal at his feet. " Did it ever occur to you that the minute you changed was the minute you lost my trust?! How could you even think that I would stay when the Fang was turning into nothing more than a group of heartless murderers?! I didn't want anything to do with that! I wanted to help-- not KILL under some false banner of betterment for the Faunus and you KNEW that! But that meant nothing!" it all meant nothing in the end. so why stick around? why stay when the only thing there for her was hurt? what was so hard about that for him to even comprehend? 

          " Don't you dare stand there and try to preach about how you would have given me anything when the one thing I wanted didn't mean a damn thing to you. "

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petaltrail said: spare pistachio blake... spare pistachio...

   just hands over the whole bag

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halcyondigger said: ...She want a drink with those? Probably dry.

nope, no drink. just pistachios. 

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    she's just gonna sit there. eating some pistachios. staring at nothing-- yes everything is fine, don't ask.

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wiltingbeast

    // @ribellaione​  |  Cupid Shuffle

    The festivities of this island make him sick. For one as emotionally reserved as he is, the overabundance of affection is extremely overwhelming just to even be around. The bull had only come by to satisfy a small craving for chocolate, so now he’s in a hurry to make his way out. But as he stepped out of the busy streets to slip down an empty alley, he took notice of the presence that had followed him in there. It was only when he turned to see who it was that he felt a sudden, sharp pain in his chest.

    Blake Belladonna. Why was she following him? … And why was he feeling this pain now? This isn’t the phantom pains of his stab wounds… It is more along the lines of a wound to the heart, a wound he long thought to be dulled over by now. Yet simply looking at her felt like the seams were slowly tearing apart…

         “Blake… What do you need? I have places to be– so make it quick.“

    A lie– but a necessary one, anything to make this end as soon as possible.

      for a long time, she had forgotten about it. the old journal that popped up in the market from last summer had sat on a shelf, slowly collecting dust from being untouched for so long. maybe it was curiosity that led her to opening it once more-- a want to reminisce on her school days. and then she saw how worn it was and immediately the faunus remembered. someone else had read it. spent a long amount of time flipping through it amd there was only one person who was responsible for it. that is what led Blake to seek Adam out.

  maybe it was this ridiculous festival that led to her emotions being amplified in all the wrong ways. she had snapped at Sun, been short with so many customers at the store...but the anger she was feeling now was stronger than those prior incidents.

         he wants her gone, that much is evident by his tone and how tense he looked from her mere presence alone. she doesn't really care what caused his sudden shift in demeanor around her nor does she have any intentions of making this quick. so she pulls the journal from her bag with a tight grip, gaze narrowed as she waves it around once.

    " Who the hell do you think you are? What right do you think you have to read my journal like it was some damn magazine? "

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If only we could see the endless string of consequences that result from our smallest actions. But we can’t know better until knowing better is useless.

John Green; Looking for Alaska (via sunsetquotes)

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petaltrail.

         YOU   know, for a brief second, that totally worked. She was fiddling around with Blake’s outstretched fingers just as easily as if they were wrappers, nodding sagely along with her words — as if she’d just laid down some earth-shattering truth. And then she realized she basically said nothing at all, and quickly became a sputtering mess as her hands flew up in exasperation — maaaybe a hint of desperation, seeing as Blake’s hand was flapping around by proxy.

               ❛   Whaha— Wh—  BLAAAKE  , that can’t be it— !! You’ve got all the answers for this kinda stuff… !  What if your heart’s all confused, there’s gotta be a way to help it— There’s no way you just ‘knew’ or whatever— !    ❜

   don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh-- and she failed that horribly, unable to stop the quick chuckle that escapes at Ruby's floundering over the fact Blake said nothing helpful. of course she knows this isn't a laughing matter and in an attempt to ease the sudden frenzy, she takes Ruby's hands into her own to stop anymore random movement. " Okay, Ruby, calm down. Like I said it's -- it's different for everybody! Some people just know. " of course that does little to help the situation. okay, time to try a different way. 

      " Don't think too much on it. You've always been good at following your heart, Ruby. Listen to it. " despite the laughs and easiness of earlier, she takes on a more serious demeanor, thinking back on how she came to knew.

    " Does the thought of losing him terrify you so much you feel like you wouldn't be able to survive it? Do you look at him late at night when it's just you two and feel this....inexplicable warmth in your chest? Can his smile, his laugh, his touch, calm your thoughts no matter what? Do you tell yourself ' no, it's nothing ' with every touch that lingers just a few seconds longer because you're scared it might be something and just the possibility of loving someone like that makes you breathless?  There's so many ways to know, Ruby-- " and she gives a squeeze to her hands, smile soft and encouraging. 

            " -- it's just a matter of listening. "

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 petaltrail.

              ❛   Eheh — that sounds great… I’m happy for you guys.  ❜   NO  , really — she can’t help but smile warmly at the thought. It was only a matter of time, after all; she’s pretty sure they’ve been in love before they even started dating, or at least on the right track. Not that she’d tell Blakethat — even if it’d make her ears do that cute flick-y thing. She can’t help but wonder what it must be like to see Sun like that — after all, he’s pretty much always happy. Relationships are… Pretty cool.

        But, just as she feared, the conversation inevitably does a ninety-degree switch — flippingright back over to her own relationship. Silver eyes can’t help but widen in response, but that smile of hers only grows more tender — even if she’s dipping her face down as if trying to hide it away.   ❛   Jeez, you’re — really just coming right out with it, huh ??  Eh, well…  ❜   She’s fiddled so much with one wrapper that she’s now acquired two wrappers for maximum distraction.

              ❛   People keep asking me that lately… Honestly ?  I think now they’ve got mewondering. I mean, how can you tell… ?  What if it’s just a bunch of people getting in your head?   ❜

    " Sorry-- I know it isn't a question everyone wants to be asked. " she knew Ruby was happy with how things were going, that her relationship with Neptune was, as she described it herself once, just two people who liked each other going out and kissing. no worrying over love or anything like that. but she sees the way her demeanor shifts-- a tender smile aimed away as if she didn't want Blake to see it. 

  rather than let Ruby fiddle anymore with the wrappers-- which were slowly getting to be a bit annoying -- she plucks them away with one hand before letting that hand rest in Ruby's. if she was going to use a distraction, might as well fiddle with her hand. it's not like Blake would mind. 

        " How to know..." while usually Blake always held answers for any such questions by the other, this time she doesn't. at least, not a satisfactory one. a beat of silence before she's speaking softly. " Honestly, I...can't tell you. I guess it's different for everybody but, you just....know in your heart that you do. " 

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petaltrail.

             ❛   Waaaait — you  KNEW  about that ?!  And didn’t even give me a heads-up ?!   ❜   YEAH  , that implication definitely didn’t go overlooked. She’s reared back, one hand planted against her chest — every inch a melodramatic heroine in one of those paperbacks they sell in the back right corner. The betrayal, it stings… !

        … But, well… It was a pretty good date. Even if it started out like a total trainwreck… She couldn’t even bring herself to be mad at Sun for setting it all up. So… Maaaybe she can give Blake a pass. Only for now, though, and only because she’s more interested in the story—!

             ❛   — Wait, you did ?  … Huh. I… didn’t see that coming, actually. I figured Sun would just, y’know… Blurt it out at the worst possible time, or something. Uh — no offense ! I totally would too.  ❜

     all she can really do is give a sheepish smile, shoulders rising in a small shrug. she didn't really mean for that to slip out but it seems she's in the clear despite of that. so she's not going to say anything else on that--

       " Hey, he's not that bad. " a pause. she....was kinda right. she could see that happening...maybe it's good she said it first. " Anyways, truthfully, I had been wanting to say it for awhile, but no time ever felt right -- until that night. " looking back on it now, she can't help the smile that grows, a soft sigh following. " He was....very happy afterwards-- maybe the happiest I've ever seen him.  "

 it certainly was one of the more memorable nights of her life, but enough about that. she's been...curious about something and while blake has been respectful of it, today she just can't help but ask. " What about you? Do you think you love Neptune? "

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SUNIPS.

       as she takes her time to contemplate, he slowly sips his own glass between every glance thrown in her direction. truthfully, after arriving on the island where there was a holiday every other month or so, sun’s grown quite fond of the excuses to celebrate. it reminds him that they never really have the time or occasion to just relax on remnant – vytal festival aside – which only happens every two years anyway. so there’s no harm in them indulging themselves here, right?

       ❛ hmm, you’ve got a point there. plans stress me out anyway. we can make it not super special on a special day so that it’s even more special. ❜ he’s totally clueless about whether or not blake actually follows that but he continues as if she does. ❛ so our valentine’s day plans are to not plan anything. i like it! ❜

   "-- yes, exactly. " while yes, what he said could be confusing, she's been around him long enough to know exactly what he means. too much stress can happen with plans and worrying over them which is why she wants to do the exact opposite of all of that. why stress over something being special when a good time can be had doing what they usually did? it was the better solution and she chastises herself for not thinking of that hours ago. 

           it's no sooner that something pops into her mind. setting the glass down on the coffee table, she straightens up with purpose. 

        " Why....why don't we do it now? "

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petaltrail.

             ❛   Heh— !  Knew it.   ❜

       IT’S   the most content she’s seemed all day, humming idly under her breath as she fiddles around with the empty candy wrapper. The way Blake describes it… Small and tucked away, decorated to the nines for Hearts Wake… Ruby supposes she can see some of the appeal. Not that she’s, y’know… Preoccupied with that sort of thing.

             ❛   Did yyyou do it in the bookstore ?   ❜  She asks, predictably — an impish grin in place all the while.

       " Oh gods, no. That's the last place I'd ever say such a thing. " blake may love stories but she isn't the type to try to do something straight out of one.  lips purse in thought at the question. she was getting a vague feeling this was going to be a repeat of that time she was asked when she knew she felt the way she did about sun.

" Remember when you and Neptune went on your first date and...almost everyone we knew decided to eavesdrop like highschoolers? Sun was giving me updates through it all -- " did that mean she knew and didn't tell ruby what was happening at the time? ....yes but that's not important right now! 

         " -- before deciding coming over would be better than watching you two. We were just laying there, talking for I don't know how long....and I told him. I said it first, believe it or not. "

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❛I know you told me not to worry about it, but I put it to a one-person vote, and I did anyway. Merry Christmas!❜ SHE pulls out a box, inside which lay two gifts. The first was four gingerbread cookies with striking RWBY likeness, of course! And the second... A headband knitted over in deep violet gradient -- with two triangular pockets. Faunus-proof earmuffs! ❛Don't ask how I got the measurements. Keep them warm, okay?❜ She all but coos, an affectionate kiss on the cheek swiftly following.

      “ It’s not really a vote if there’s only one person involved–”

    but she stops herself before continuing, pressing lips together because she knew it was already too late to even protest. the cookies – of course they’d look like their team –  quickly bring a smile to her face, a soft laugh following. the headband feels soft to the touch as she picks it up, gaze moving from the pockets to ruby as a kiss is pressed to her cheek. she scrunches her nose for a moment, but her expression relaxes into fondness for the younger huntress. many would think the headband was a way to insinuate she ‘hide’ her ears, but blake knew that wasn’t the case. ruby would never do something like that. 

               “ Thank you, Ruby. I love it. “