An idea for platonic monochrome fic maybe a competition between R+W and B+Y like a sparing match competition or maybe a competition to see which set of partners is fastest. Another idea could be Weiss and Blake being wingwomen for each other or going to each other for advice about their love life’s. Btw I really love and enjoy reading your writing.
Thank you so much. The idea of Blake and Weiss supporting each other gave me an idea for Weiss turning to Blake about her sexuality.
I see Weiss as being mostly straight but for the sake of this story, she’s bi. A very confused bi.
I know there’s no homophobia on Remnant but bare with me.
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“Be straight with me, Blake. You’re gay, right?” Blake coughed as she sat up in her bunk. With Ruby catching up with Penny and Yang working with the Atlesian scientists for her arm, Blake was left to her own devices. She had been trying to read but honestly wasn’t having the easiest time. She missed Yang terribly, as embarrassing as it felt to admit. So she really hadn’t expected her sexuality to be brought up at all. Especially not by Weiss Schnee.
“Uh. Firstly, I can’t be straight with anyone.” Blake smirked at her friend’s exasperation. “Secondly, I’m actually Bi.”
“Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-“ “it’s okay, Weiss. I’ve never really talked about it. Although, I am curious as to what made you think I was gay.” She said, smiling reassuringly at Weiss.
“Oh please.” Weiss scoffed. “You’re far from subtle. Especially with a certain partner of yours.” Blake instantly flushed at Weiss’s teasing tone.
“Can you blame me?” She muttered. But when Weiss hesitated, she frowned in concern. “Weiss? What is it?”
“I don’t know how to say it.” Weiss mumbled. Blake sighed gently.
“Weiss. I know that we’ve had our… differences. But I love you like a sister. You can talk to me.” Blake watched as Weiss inhaled deeply.
“How did you know you liked boys and girls?” Weiss blurted our before covering her mouth. She appeared aghast at her own outburst.
“I’ve always known. Boys were cute. Girls were cute. Cuteness all around. It’s not something that I personally struggled with. Then again, I grew up in a less… restricted environment than you did. Weiss? Why are you asking me this?” Blake had a funny feeling she already knew the answer.
“I think that I might be like you.” Weiss said after a moments hesitation. Blake immediately got up and wrapped her arms around Weiss, pulling her into a firm hug.
“Okay. I love you and I’m proud of you. Thank you for telling me.” She murmured into Weiss’s hair. Her mother had told her the exact same thing. She was sure that Weiss needed to hear it.
“If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me or Yang.” Yang had made her own orientation very clear already. Blake knew that she’d be more than ready to help Weiss.
“Any advice about women?” Blake snorted, amused.
“That’s the million lien question, Ice Queen. I barely know what I’m doing myself.” Weiss snickered.
“Considering how you and Yang dance around each other, I’m not surprised.” Blake let out a playful growl and gave Weiss a gentle shake before returning back to her bed.
“Of course I don’t know what I’m doing with her. Have you seen Yang?!” Blake grinned at the flush on Weiss’s face.
“I’m not going to ogle at the woman you’re interested in, Blake.”
“You can admit that she’s attractive, Weiss.”
“… okay. I guess that she’s… kind of aesthetically attractive.” Oh this sweet summer child.
“Hot, Weiss. The word you’re looking for is hot.” Blake gave a snicker when she noticed Weiss’s blush deepen.
“Okay. Yes. She is. But she’s not my type, I don’t think.”
“Excuse me?” Blake sighed.
“I’m asking about what kind of person you like.” Weiss frowned.
“I’ve never talked about this sort of thing before.” Blake smiled at her. “Um. I don’t know.”
“That’s okay. You don’t have to.” Weiss smiled gratefully.
“Would you like to talk about what you like about you and Yang?” Weiss smiled kindly at her for a moment before face palming. “Wait…”
And so… Weiss Schnee spent the next hour listening to her friend ramble on about her partner. Not that Weiss entirely minded. She was very happy for her friends. She just wished that they would hurry up already so that she didn’t have to put up with their ridiculous pining.
She was definitely going to embarrass them on their wedding day.
