#ceil soleil

[elvenshadows]

YOU DONT EVEN KNOW CAT!!

[gorillageek27]

Recording of James shooting Oscar exposed to the world.

Ceil's reaction:

What would be Neon's, Flynt's react

Neon:...

Flynt: oh damn

[gabecebro]

Ciel doodle

[reduxroyal]

I'm down to see ciel's take on the grimm attack

I’m down to write that, fam

no bullshit I had to google Ceil I totally forgot who that was you can shame me out of the fandom at your leisure

This takes place after Penny and Pyrrha’s match, right after Ruby and everyone rockets the fuck off on their lockers or whatever.

No no nono no no no no—

           Screams continue to go up from the packed stadium as students and spectatorshasten to escape the Grimm invading the city, but Ceil surges towards thearena, completely uncaring of Ruby Rose’s grand departure with the rest of her bandof bravos.

           She protected Nikos.

           Ceilleaps down nimbly from the stands to land on the outskirts of the ring, runninghell-for-leather towards the dead center, where loose wires and exposed circuitsstill spit sparks at the end of a bodiless, lifeless head.

           Ceilcan only stare at Penny’s eyes—large and wide and lifeless

           She’sfailed. She’s failed.

           Tearssting at her eyes, and Ceil grits her teeth.

          She never should have let this happen,she should have thrown the first match—she should have never caved to Penny’spleas to enter the Tournament at all. She should have known that Ruby Rose was trouble—probably in league with Nikos—and she should have but an end to it all when she had a chance andmaybe Penny would still—

           Ashrill cry goes up—so loud it catches the Huntress’ attention—and she glancesup to see an Ursa racing towards her—the pale, bony spikes on its back and facealready splashed red with blood.

           Hereyes narrow.

           Nodoubt Nikos is out there now—fighting Grimm like she’s some kind of hero and not a cold-blooded murderer and Penny might not have hadblood to stain the great Huntress’ gloves but Ceil hopes with all that she is thatthe guilt is crushing the InvincibleGirl—

           TheUrsa keeps loping towards her, and Ceil’s resolve hardens.

           Grimmfirst—Nikos after.

           Timeis on her side, after all.

           Shethrows out her hand—wristwatch glinting in the moonlight—and the Ursafreezes—going stock-still like a marionette on taut strings.

           Sheadvances sharply—footfalls precise and purposeful—even as she hears cries forher to run. She lowers her arm, watching as the Ursa’s blood-red eyes dartwildly in their sockets—the only thing unaffected by her Semblance.

           “You’llhave to forgive me,” she growls, voice a low tremor in her chest, tempersimmering in her words. She stands a breath away from the creature, a defianttilt to her chin as she reaches out to place a hand on its forehead, directlybetween its panicked eyes.

           Timesurges through her veins—hums at her fingertips.

           Seconds,minutes, hours, days, weeks, yearsall flash by in the span of one heartbeat. Under her touch, the Ursa ages likelighting—getting older and older and older until it turns to dust, blowing awayin the wind.

           Ceillowers her hand, eyes ablaze.

           “I’mon a bit of a tight schedule.”

Send me a RWBY prompt?