#saphron arc

[wu-gang-writing]

Saphron: Ruby is so cute. I wonder if we can get her to be a part of the family.

Jaune: ... You wanna adopt her?

Saphron: Knock that the fuck off!

[howi99]

Black Sheep Au: Would Cinder help her adopted sisters dress up Jaune and do his hair?

Little Cinder: *hiding inside the attic with Jaune and Saphron* We need another plan! We can't keep hiding away for all eternity!

Teen Saphron: *perplex* I understand Jaune doesn't want to wear a dress, but why don't you?

Cinder: Are you kidding me!? Do you know how uncomfortable those things are!?

Saphron: *who was the oldest and therefore wasn't forced to dress by anyone* ... No?

Cinder: *who never had the luxury to be "fancy"* Me neither! But look at Jaune!

Little Jaune: *Writing in his Journal* "They have taken the kitchen and the living room. We have barred the gates but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes... drums, drums in the deep. We cannot get out. A shadow moves in the dark. We cannot get out."

The attic door slowly open

Twins voices: *creepily* Found you~

Jaune: *turning around* They are coming.

_ _ _

Saphron: *holding Cinder in place, so she wouldn't follow Jaune*

Cinder: *trying to reach his hand* Jaune!

Jaune: *being dragged inside the play room* Fly, you fool... *door close*

Cinder: NOOOOOOO!

[zexapher]

Sad Weiss Diary - A Sister's Blessing

Day 30 of our Sad Weiss Diary and White Knight Month has arrived. And with it, Weiss and Jaune call Saphron.

Needless to say, Saphron is more than a little happy for her baby brother. And excited, too! She wants them to spill the tea! Weiss is more than happy to recount the story! And maybe a little pleased to have her skills with children praised.

Another great big thanks to Akumu Oukoku, they do great work! I really like Jaune and Saphron's cutout ending at the horizon on that first panel, Snow Angel Weiss over the glow of the moon, and her brilliant 'he's adorable' side-eye towards Adrian at the end. Really well made edits!

White Knight Week is gone, but take heart in the fact that it's left us with such wonderful content to enjoy! And don't feel discouraged from putting something together yourself! White Knight Month has only one day left, tomorrow, but White Knight will continue to live on in our hearts!

With the end of White Knight Month, so too will the Sad Weiss Diary finally be complete. But don't be sad, we've made an extensive collection for all to enjoy! Please be sure to check it out, and feel free to keep an eye on myself or Akumu Oukoku for more White Knight content in the future!

Sad Weiss Diary Collection!

[superiorsturgeon]

Pyrrha: *visiting Argus and enjoying a hot tub*

Saphron: *wrapped in a towel* Hey, Pyrrha Nikos! What a surprise running into you! Do you mind if I join you in the hot tub?

Pyrrha: *sinks down a bit* Uh…I can’t think of any reason why you shouldn’t…! 😅

Saphron: *drops her towel and slips in* Oooooh…! That feels good…!

Pyrrha: 😐

Saphron:

Saphron: …listen, Pyrrha…can I call you Pyrrha?

Pyrrha: Oh! Of course…!

Saphron: I know that you were partnered with my little brother Jaune. He talks about you all the time in his letters and on the phone.

Saphron: I don’t know much about your relationship or about you, but I know you’re a big celebrity and I’m pretty my brother likes you.

Pyrrha: I…well…I’m flattered…? 😅

Saphron: Now, I know he’s kind of a dork, and that he’s got terrible social skills, but he’s my baby brother, so I don’t want to see him hurt! 😔

Saphron: I’m honestly amazed he made it this far in combat school, let alone landed a partner like you!

Pyrrha: …well…Jaune is very determined and that’s just how the chips fell! 😅

Saphron: Look…I guess what I’m trying to say is…please don’t hurt him. If he asks you out, just let him down gently, okay? I love my brother but you are, like, WAY out of his league! 🙄

Pyrrha: *fidgeting awkwardly* …um…well, I think you may be selling him a bit short… 😕

Saphron: Well, whatever happens, please just be kind to him. I know he thinks he’s a big, tough huntsman student now, but to me he’ll always be my goofy baby brother who cried when we watched Finding Nemo!

Pyrrha: Well, um, you can certainly count on me to take care of Jaune!

Saphron: Thanks, Pyrrha. I really worry about him, you know? He’s like a wet cat sometimes, so pathetic that you just want to protect him! 😆

Saphron: Oops! I think I left my phone in the locker room! I’d better grab it in case my babysitter needs me!

Saphron: *climbs out of the tub and walks away*

Pyrrha: *cranes her neck and watches until Saphron turns a corner* 😬

Pyrrha: *frantically reaches under the water and pulls* 😰

Jaune: *surfaces beside Pyrrha with no clothes on and gasping for breath* I thought she’d never leave…! 😫

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

You're Babying Jaune

Jaune: I had my own discrete birthday-

Mama Arc: Yep, you didn't need to share your birthday.

Jaune: People loved that about me.

Mama Arc: You came down - *Dreamy sigh* He was like a little shaft of light from heaven! he came down, with his head full of golden curls-

Saphron: If he didn't have- If he looked the Faintest bit Ill, like- if he got winded on the stairs, it was "you look too sick to go to school today, Jaune!"

Anna: There was a time-

Jaune: Sickly boy-

Anna: There was a time when I thought he secretly had, whatever the kid in Secret Garden has, where it's like, "he can't go outside" Because You'd be like "No not our wee baby boy Jaune!"

Saphron: Yeah, I thought he had like, Glass Bones Disease, and he couldn't be outside or else He'd shatter.

Anna: We had to- no joke, Saph and I staged an intervention for our parents-

Saphron: Like we had to talk to you guys about how easy-

Anna: Like you're babying Jaune.

Saphron: You're babying Jaune.

Anna: You're still babying Jaune.

Mama Arc: But here he is!

Saphron: Yeah! With his Weak, glass bones!

Mama Arc: *Turning to Jaune* You- you okay? OYu need something to drink or anything?

Jaune: I could use some Appy slices, actually, if you wouldn't mind.

Mama Arc: And a little Peanut butter to dip them in?

Jaune: FUCKING OF COURSE I WANT PEANUT BUTTER, PRISMEYA!

[howlingday]

JAUNE

"Frère Jaune~! Frère Jaune~! Dormez-vous~?"

"Fermez-la!" Jaune shouted at his older sister.

"Aw~!" Saphron cooed. "Is it time for my baby brother's nap already?"

"I'm not a baby!" He huffed, stamping his foot. What was supposed to be a fun day of playing in the forest became another mean game for Saph to play on her only brother. She knew he hated that song, mostly because she sang it specifically to him. But when has an older sister ever listened to her younger brother?

"I found you, so now you have to go hide."

"That's not fair!" Jaune huffed.

"Life's not fair, baby brother~." She pinched his cheek, reeling in her hand as he swatted it away. "Now, turn around and let me go hide. No peeking."

With that, Saphron walked away, leaving Jaune to turn around and count to 100. How one counts that high was usually up to the person counting, and he learned a neat, little shortcut that cut his counting by five. Fives, to be exact.

"Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five..." The only son of the Arc family couldn't help but smirk as he cheated. Saphron was probably still looking for a place to hide while he was already halfway through his handicap. She might be upset, but Jaune figured it was fitting payback for her own cheating earlier. "...ninety-five, one hundred! Ready or not, here I come~!"

Jaune turned around, walking the same direction Saph did. Knowing her, she probably just went straight ahead and turned somewhere. However, as he made his way through the woods, something felt wrong about their game. It wasn't a wrong gut feeling like you just cheesed your way into a win without earning it. No, this was a wrong feeling like everything was too quiet and the air was suddenly a lot heavier than it should have been. Even for a forest of bare trees on the cusp between winter and spring, it was as silent as the grave.

That's when Jaune found the footprint. It was big, many times the size of his hand, possibly even bigger than his arm, and it ended in four, sharp points. A Beowolf; a Grimm not normally found near Jaune's family home, thanks to the efforts of Huntsmen like his father and others, but here now all the same. He turned to home, ready to run and scream for his father to protect him, but he was stopped by a bit of string under his shoe, soaked in mud.

Saph's necklace. She said she got it from a girl in her class, a close friend of hers. She also said she would never take it off so long as she lived. Girls made weird promises like that, but that wasn't important. What was important was that there was no Saphron Arc to accompany this necklace, and the thought of that filled Jaune's belly with ice. Heavy ice.

He picked up the string and looked to where the Grimm footprints led to. He could run back to the house. It wasn't far, and his father could come out to save his sister without much effort, unlike Jaune, who was only just a boy. What could he do, anyways; he wasn't even ten years old, and he thought he could be a hero? Like the ones in his stories?

Still, Jaune pressed further through the trees, deeper into the trail of the beast, hoping there was some chance he could somehow save his sister. His pacing only quickened when he heard her cry out from beyond the ridge. Approaching the lip, he saw the black beast below, snapping into the roots of a tree that Jaune's older sister sought refuge under. It was huge, massive even. It was much bigger than the stories his father told him. He took a step back.

'Will you run?'

Should he run? He's already made it this deep into the woods. Going any further would be certain death. But to leave Saphron, who was sobbing and kicking to keep as far away from the monster as she could, would also mean certain death, but this instance would be hers. Could he live with that sacrifice?

No.

'Will you fight?'

Could he fight? Jaune found a large stick next to his foot. He picked it up and noted its weight. He could swing it, though he doubted it would do anything. If nothing else, it would serve as a distraction for his sister to escape. Still, there was that chance, that hope beyond hope that he could kill it with this stick. Slowly, the stick looked less like sturdy kindling and more like a sword. A sword fit for a hero. But reality is, was, and always be cruel, and despite whatever fantasies a boy may have, a stick is still just a stick.

But I still have to try.

'Why?'

Jaune was about to throw himself into an unwinnable fight against a creature his father had to train to fight. He had zero training, zero skill, and stood a better chance of surviving fleeing and getting his father. If he jumped down there, Saph might live, and that was a strong might if the Grimm wasn't finished with Jaune first. Should Jaune simply run and hope for the best, or risk everything in his young life to save his mean, older sister? What would be the point of doing that?

As Saph screamed and wailed, Jaune gripped the shoelace in his fist ever tighter, and he found his reason as he jumped from the cliff and onto the Grimm's back.

The beast thrashed its head around as its bony head smashed against the roots of the tree. Jaune clung to the hairs of its back, slapping his "sword" against the side of the massive monster. Finally, it rent itself free from its wooden prison, flailing more wildly as Jaune continued to hang on for his dear life. It rolled across the ground, suffocating and crushing Jaune into the soaking ground of mud and rock. He let go, and found the creature glaring down at him.

Time slowed down for Jaune Arc. Everything moved like the air itself was made of very thick maple syrup. The Beowolf, with its maw so wide, drew closer to its newest victim. Behind him, Jaune saw Saph screaming as she reached for her baby brother. She had the same thought he did; he was going to die here, and so would she if she stayed to watch. Even still, she couldn't stand by and let this happen.

"GO." Jaune simply said, speaking as normally as he could. Saphron's scream pierced the air as the Grimm snarled.

However, no blood would be spilled this day. Instead, where there should have been a dead boy was instead a living boy with a golden bubble around him. The Grimm snapped and dug its claws into the protective barrier but found neither purchase nor score to have been made in its attempt to maul the boy.

'Greetings.' A voice said inside of Jaune's head. Before he could react, the voice continued. 'I have chosen you to be my new vessel. I hope there aren't any objections.'

"Who...?" Jaune finally took his surroundings seriously. This was real! Was this his superpower? Making a protective bubble for himself? Before he could question any further, he turned to Saph, who looked on in awe of her baby brother. "Saph..."

'The Grimm is too occupied by our power.' The voice said. 'The girl will be safe so long as we are here.' Jaune breathed a sigh of relief. 'However, this cannot be guaranteed if she remains here and more Grimm arrive.'

Jaune nodded, turning to his big sister. Taking a page out of his favorite stories, he gave a confident grin before proclaiming. "Have no fear, Sir Arc is here~!"

Saphron wanted to argue that what her brother was doing was the dumbest thing he could possibly do, but now wasn't the time for arguing. She instead chose to call back. "I'm going to get dad! Don't die before he gets here!"

As she ran, it dawned on Jaune that, despite the amazing superpower he got, his life was still in danger. Suddenly, the Beowolf looked much larger and more dangerous than it was seconds ago. Could Jaune win? This bubble offered protection, but for how long, and could he still fend off the Grimm without it?

'Have faith.' The voice said. 'Though it is a mighty beast, and though you are mortal, we can win so long as you believe in yourself.'

"Who... are you?" Jaune finally asked.

'I am one of the two creators of this world.' Answered the voice. 'And I need your help to find my brother.' A claw pierced through the barrier, but did not break further than that. 'But we can discuss this later. For now, it is time to fight.'

Fight? Jaune only had experience in one kind of fighting, and that was against his sisters. This was not his sister, nor was it even human. It was a Beowolf, a creature of Grimm, and it had every advantage Jaune didn't only a few minutes ago. He wasn't a huntsman, nor was he even in training to be one. So what chance did he have in beating it?

'Do not fear, my vessel, for fear is what draws in the Grimm the most.' The voice attempted to soothe. 'Think instead of why you chose to fight instead of running away. What is at risk if you run now?'

Jaune squeezed the stick in his hand a little tighter. Saph, his big sister, almost died because of his inaction. Now wasn't the time for that; now was the time for payback. Suddenly, a golden light shined in Jaune's eyes, and where there was once a stick there was now a golden sword of light. The Grimm stabbed into the barrier once more, this time its massive claw tearing through, and found itself stuck in the barrier.

Claws that would have torn him to shreds if not for this power. Claws that would have torn his sister to shreds if he didn't show up. A fury so righteous boiled inside of Jaune before he swung his blade clean through the Grimm's talons. It reeled back with a screech, screaming in agony before making another leap at the barrier.

'I trust you, my vessel.'

The barrier fell. The beast lunged. The voice faded. And Jaune moved forward, thrusting his blade into the fanged maw of the Beowolf. His weapon struck true and pierced through the bone-white skull of the monster. It slumped forward, its heavy body crushing Jaune. Fear took hold of him, before the weight lifted and he was left coughing in a pile of fading ash.

"Jaune!" A familiar voice called out. He turned in time to see his father barreling down, brandishing the family sword, Crocea Mors, in hand. "Are you alright, son?!" He circled around his child. "Where did the Grimm run off to?!"

"I killed it, Dad." The look his father gave him was a new one. It was one of disbelief and concern.

He then noticed the ash soaked into his son's clothes, and a grin split across his face. He sheathed his blade, kneeling down. "You killed it, eh, son?" A sharp pain burned across Jaune's cheeks. "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING, FIGHTING SOMETHING THAT BIG?! YOU KNOW WHAT WOULDA HAPPENED IF YOU DIED?!"

"SAPH WOULDA BEEN OKAY!"

"YOU DON'T KNOW THAT!" His father released his hands from his son. "For Brother's sakes, son! Your sister was probably scared out of her wits, but the Grimm probably wasn't that big!"

"Could you not say that, Dad? My friend doesn't like that."

"What? Your 'friend' has a problem with the word Grimm?" The air quotes showed that his father cared little with the voice in Jaune's head.

"No, Brothers." Jaune clarified. "He doesn't like his name being said like that without his brother." There was an even more confused look from his father.

"I think you might be concussed, son. C'mere," the large man picked up his son, "let's get you cleaned up, little hero."

"Hero?" Jaune's heart skipped a beat.

"Yeah. What else do you call someone who saves their sister's life? Even if it was a stupid thing to do, and you've probably used up all the good luck for the rest of your life, you're still a hero to me, your mom, and all your sisters. Especially Saph."

Jaune looked to the stick in his hand. He tried to will it into a sword, like before, only to instead receive a chiding message from his savior.

'There is a time and place for everything, but now isn't that time.'

Jaune gave a sigh. How disappointing. Then, he got an idea.

"Hey, dad?"

"Hm?"

"Can you train me to be a huntsman like you?"

"Mm..." His father then chuckled. "Sorry, Jaune. No can do."

"What?! Why not?!"

"There's only one huntsman like me, and that's me."

"Aw..."

"But..." Jaune felt a chill up his back. "I'll see what I can do about making you into a huntsman like you." Jaune could barely contain himself. Literally. "H-Hey! Stop shaking so much or I'm gonna drop you!"

Meanwhile, deep inside Jaune, a voice chuckled. 'This will be interesting, won't it... Brother?'

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"Thankfully, the boy's father was able to arrive just in time to save his son, who nearly sacrificed his life for his sister. The family says that their son is now training to attend a huntsman academy when he's older."

"I guess it's not the size of the hero in the fight, but the size of the fight in the hero, huh?" The newscasters chuckled. "In other news, the infamous Huntsman Hunter has struck again. The victim was a huntress, whom our sources wish to remain anonymous out of respect for the fallen. Residents of Mistral are advised to travel in groups no smaller than three and to avoid travel at night if possible. Though the suspect remains at large, they are considered to be armed and dangerous..."

[bobauthorman]

On "Stealing From The Elderly"

There is a lot to unpack from this RWBY episode, as this episode is the culmination of several seeds being earlier this volume. Here are some bullet points

-First off, the Arc-Cottas helping with the heist was foreshadowed with their debut. Terra being pulled away from the sandwich fest because of the town antenna issues worked to illustrates the grudge she and Saphron have with the military, who apparently have been blaming the problems on. So of course the Arc-Cottas would be inclined to assist with the airship-theft, having no real respect for Cordovin.

-I'm glad Blake got a chance to use her experience in the White Fang for good.

-Adam showing up and attacking Blake while she was trying disable the radar wasn't just bad-timing; It's also highly probable that it was all according to his plan. Given that Adam has been stalking Blake from Mistral to Anima, there's a good chance he overheard Team RRAYNBOW making their plan and jumped at the opportunity. The radar functioning means the rest of Blake's friends will be too busy fighting the Atlas military and no one will be around to help Blake. Good thing Yang was.

-I just love how immensely petty these old women are being with each other. Maria mentioned that she was put on The List for trying to smuggle cashews once and then purposely chews it while on the radio.

-Overall, the conflict with Cordovin could be seen as a microcosm of the eventual conflict in Atlas. Cordovin, just like her boss Ironwood, is an arrogant, high-strung, wound-tight prick with pretensions of civility, who immediately responds to perceived or actual affronts with the most extreme force she has at her disposal, for the sole purpose of demonstrating what happens to those that cross them. That a group of students, one old woman and a recovering alchoholic can fend off a giant robot should be seen as an example of the Atlas Army's incompetence.

[kamen20ghost]

Arc family shenanigans 2

Part1 

Jaune and papa arc are siting at table as jaune to mess with his sister change his name in her scroll to burrito bell as she with her girlfriend Terra.

Jaune: Alright what should we say first?

Papa arc: Just say.”What are you doing?”

Jaune:*Texted what are you doing to his sister.* We sent it.

In the other room Terra saw the text and was a bit mad

Terra: Why the hell is burrito Bell asking you what are you doing?

Saphron: *Confused* I don’t know who this is. It’s just a scam.

Jaune: *Both he and his dad are chuckling as he starts to write the second text.* Did you send your girl home yet? I’ve been waiting all day to see you.*Hits send*

Papa arc: *Laughing and trying to keep it from getting to loud.*

Terra: What the fuck Saphron? who is this bitch? Is this what your midnight crunchwrap are?

Saphron: No! I don’t know who this is. It’s just a misunderstanding I don’t know!

Jaune and papa arc are chuckling and giggling as the couple argue.

Jaune: *Writing the third text.* Why do you still talk to her last week? You said you were getting rid of her. *Hits send*

The boys watch as Terra angerly walks to the front door as Saphron follows.

Terra: You know what. Why don’t you go Hang out with burrito bell and get a crunchwrap. *Makes her way to the door and opens it only to close it as Saphron was moment away from her.*

Saphron: Are you being serious like you’re actually upset over this? It’s a scam or somet- * Gets door closed in front of her face as she looks over to her brother and dad laughing and sees a scroll in jaune’s hand.* Are you guys dead ass? Fuck you guys. *Walks off with a light smirk as she knew, she got Pranked.*

Papa arc: What it’s not like it’s McSchnee’s.