Imagine: Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna and Yang Xiao Long after marriage and kids. {Written by the oh so fantastically lovely @ask-beacons-finest who I love and cherish dearly 💞 She requested Ruby be placed last.}
Weiss- Weiss sat quietly upon her humble home's couch, a gentle smile rested on her face as she watched her significant other play with their daughter on the floor. Fluctuating between fits of giggles and murmurs of glee as her partner cheerfully interacts with their beloved little one. Within all this bliss, Weiss's mind wanders, back to a time long long ago. A time where she had stared herself in the mirror, her blue eyes burning with anger as the left dripped blood from a fresh wound, it was this day she had felt truly abandoned and betrayed by her father, and it was also this day that she swore she would do her part to ensure that the Schnee name will perish along with her, therefore denying Jacques’ blood to continue tarnishing Remnant’s land.
This memory brought about a chuckle, Weiss's only reaction to such a thought at the present.
She had never expected to change her mind, to agree with someone to not only spend her entire life with them, but to start life anew. Fresh and untainted by the cruel realities of the world.
At first, of course, she was nervous. Nervous that neither her nor her betrothed We're a ready for such a task, to raise a child.
“No one is ever ready,” Her partner's words echoed in her head, “But I love you, and there's no one else on Remnant I'd rather be not ready with.”
It was after those words the two shared a kiss, as loving as that of their wedding day, and as passionate as that of their first.
And now, looking down at the pair of her most valued loved ones in front of her, she knew she made the right choice.
The child may not have servants to appease her every whim, she may not have a home that has its very own ballroom, she may not have tutors of the highest quality that money could afford.
But what their child will have, throughout her entire life, is love. True and unbound.
Blake- Blake lay awake, staring at the darkened ceiling of her bedroom. She never thought she'd have a child, with all the things she's gone through. Her time running, hiding, hating, denying. She’s been through so much, so many things, mostly negative. So you can imagine the surprise when she was blessed with not one, but two children. Twins, two beautiful little girls who are not-so-patiently awaiting their upcoming sixth birthday, and the arrival of their new little brother. Remembering the life in her made her smile, the all too familiar doubts and anxieties ejecting themselves from her mind as the much more pleasant thoughts of family and loved ones flood her head. She turns to her spouse, who's sleeping close to her, their hand protectively placed onto her stomach, and she takes a moment to appreciate truly how lucky she is to have them, to have all of this.
Her appreciation only grows when she thinks of how better a life her children are already having when compared to her own childhood. No running, no hiding or hating or any of those negative thoughts that had long cursed her mind. They could live a life of safety and happiness, and they will live such a life as long as she’s around.
The twitching of the cat ears atop her head broke her from her content trance, hearing the giggling of two little girls who are awake far past their bed time. Blake couldn't help but give a small laugh herself, as she knows she’s done the same all too many times. A gentle nudge to her partner causes them to sleepily open their eyes, and a kiss on the forehead followed by a quick explanation and a quiet laugh shared by the two led to Blake standing up from the bed, silently tip-toeing her way to the door to remind her little ones that growing girls need their sleep.
Yang- Yang always knew her child would come out kicking, a spitting image of her fiery personality. Her father always teased her, saying she'd get hers whenever she acted up and was a pain for him, she finally understands his prophecy came true, now that she has a little boy running around the home crashing through any obstacle that dares block him from his destination. Her son's headstrong attitude towards life is only multiplied by her spouse’s unwavering encouragement, which occasionally leads to Yang scolding the both of them. The majority of the time, however, it's quite the spectacle to see. While Yang herself has moments where she demonstrates a valuable life lesson for her son, she truly loves most seeing her beloved bestow wisdom to their young son. Something about how his precious eyes light up in wonder and amazement each time their parent speaks, the smile and laughter in her spouse's voice as though they were talking not to the pair's son, but to a friend they had known their whole life.
It’s almost magical, she swears on it.
And it's just another of those moments now, where she stands attentively at the stove cooking the family dinner, her ear perked up to get a better listen on the current lesson of “knowing when to play and when to fold,” an expression she herself learned the hard way.
They way her spouse could give their son stern advice, with a tone implying the young one should take the words seriously and ingrain them to memory, yet also have a softness to their voice that maintains a calm atmosphere, a truthful and important lesson delivered so gently.
Yang continues to make dinner, a soft smile spreading on her face. Her family was small, and simple, just the way she liked it. Her son, her spouse, and herself. The very three that made this simple house a home.
Yang paused. She felt, for the first time since her son's birth, that perhaps something was missing.
A dog?
A sibling for her dear boy?
Who knows, she'll bring it up during supper.
Ruby- Ruby Rose never married, in the traditional sense, her spirit was far too free to do such a thing. That's not to say she hasn't loved and been loved, she has, but when her friends and family question her if she'll ever settle down she simply chuckles in response. In her mind, she is married. Not to any man or woman, but rather, to her work.
Being a teacher at Signal Academy was a dream of hers ever since she was a student there herself. She's been given offers to transfer to Beacon, and she has taken up some of those offers when the higher level academy was in desperate need.
But her place was here, at Signal.
Ruby's response to ever having children one day is the same as the response she gives to getting married. She has children. Dozens. Maybe even hundreds at this point. Each one with their own unique personality, traits, and quirks. Every single child who's entered her classroom has become just as much a source of pride and joy to her as any mother would feel with their children, and every child has come to respect her as not only a teacher but a kind and motherly figure as well. Ruby can only smile when she thinks of all the advice she’s given out through her years teaching, be it about a certain question on a test, or how to handle a crush that doesn’t seem to know you exist.
There was no other path Ruby would have preferred her life to take.
She is married, happily so.
She has children, and she loves them just as any mother would.
And with the sound of a bell, and the bustling commotion roaring out into the hall, Ruby can't help but smile, her heart full of excitement as it always is when her children are about to come home.
