White Knight Week 2026

Official Blog for White Knight Month. For a week in May, Weiss and Jaune goodness. Header by Nomty, Avatar by Jen Stolzer. Discord link provided upon request

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White Knight Week, 2026

As the year draws to a close, it's time to start planning for White Knight Week! This coming May 11-17, 2026. Be ready to draw, write, meme, and more for the otp of RWBY, White Knight!

But first of all, we're taking suggestions for themes to cover! Feel free to share your suggestions of prompts to inspire all the White Knighters to during this special event. Prompts can be a word or a short phrase, you can share as many ideas as you like! Get creative with them, and White Knight fans will too!

I, myself, have suggested music as a prompt. I always liked the idea of Jaune and Weiss doing a little duet together, and have explored it a few times already. Another idea was family, I covered them quite a bit during the last White Knight Week, because it's so much fun to explore their interactions with their parents and siblings, or White Knight kiddos. >:)

We have a page on r/WaveofWhiteKnights on Reddit where you can share your ideas, but feel free to add them as a comment or reblog for this post right here on Tumblr and I'll make sure they get along to the vote. We'll be putting together a master list of prompts, and then have a vote on them in the White Knight Discord. Keep an eye on the White Knight Week page right here on Tumblr, they should be putting out their own updates going forward as well.

If you were keeping up with me this past May, then you know that Akumu Oukoku and I went a little crazy with how we covered White Knight Week and even put something together every day for the whole month!

With how great the last White Knight Week went, I'm very excited to see the next!

Prompt Suggestions will be open until: Monday December 15th

White Knight Week will be held from Monday, May 11th to Sunday May 17th 2026

Feel free to share the event with anyone you think will be interested, on this platform or any other!

I hope you all are as excited as I am, and have a blast with this!

[whiteknight-week]

Couldn't say it better than myself. WK week 2026 is a go, we will post the themes later.

[razorblade180]

White Knight Week Day6: Couch Cuddles

Deep into the night in the common area, Weiss finds herself reading the hours away. Vacou was rather peaceful at sundown; more than she expected to be. It was rather strange. Eerie even. Almost like home, only with the obvious lack of chill in the air.

Still, the atmosphere made for good reading, and dreadful for stealth. All it took was one creek of the floorboards to perk her head up. With nerves a little frazzled, Weiss put a glyph to brighten the room and reveal Jaune defensively holding a cover.

Jaune:Don’t summon! It’s me.

Weiss:…I’m gonna be honest, I don’t believe you.

Jaune:What?

He looked at the book in her hand. It looked like some sort or weird cryptid novel Ruby would read.

Jaune:Uhh Skinwalkers?

Weiss:Say something you would only know about me.

Jaune:You had a comically long fall in the Punder Storm.

Weiss:Okay, so you could’ve mentioned anything flattering and you chose that?

Jaune: My memory is kinda all over the place.

Weiss:Oh, right. Sorry.

Jaune:It’s…well it’s not fine. Definitely weird. I’m adjusting. Quick question, why are you reading horror novels out here?

Weiss:Ruby said the light and my yelps were keeping her up. You?

Jaune:It…doesn’t matter. Night.

He turns around but finds himself moving backwards as a glyph slides underneath his feet, bringing him over to the couch before spinning him back in her direction.

Weiss:Hi.

Jaune:Hello.

Weiss:You’re making that face again. The “suffering in silence” face.

Jaune:It’s really not that big of a deal.

Weiss:Then it really isn’t that bad if you share it. *closes book*

Jaune:…Sigh, my bed. It’s too soft.

Weiss:Huh? Too soft?

Jaune:In comparison to what I’m used to, yes. It makes me feel a little uncomfortable. Honestly I was gonna sleep on the floor but between the never ending grains of sand and potential scorpions, I figured the couch was my best bet.

Weiss:Oh. You can have it. I don’t mind.

Jaune:I don’t want to interrupt your reading.

Weiss:It’s more of a distraction. I can’t sleep either. Hehe, perhaps I’m missing a softer bed? Looks like I’m still an elite deep down. A smidge of Atlas comfort and it undos months of roughing it.

Jaune:Heh. You’ll find your groove again. You…wanna try taking my bed?

Weiss:Depends. How is it having a room with Yang and Blake to the left, while Ren and Nora are on the right.

Jaune:I’m gonna be honest. Worst floor plan we ever agreed on

Weiss:Yeah I’ll pass.

Jaune:I don’t blame you.

Weiss:Would you…like to share the couch?

Jaune:*red*!?

Weiss:*red* Listen, it’s not like I take up much space. As long as you don’t roll over and crush me, it should be fine.

Jaune:You…really don’t mind? I don’t doubt we can both fit. Still, it will be a little snug.

Weiss:Heh, I know you mentioned hazy memories, but if I recall correctly, once upon a time, you boldly entered my personal space on numerous occasions.

Jaune:Unfortunately I remember that constantly…

The huntress giggled as she watched him cringe. With nothing else to say, Weiss got up and gestured for him to take is spot on the couch.

Jaune caved in, lying down and fanning out the blanket to cover his body. In his head, he had assumed Weiss was going to take the other end of the couch. To his surprise, she lifted the cover by his chest and made her way inside. Even with low light, he could see the tiny of pink on her face as she chose to rest her head against his chest.

Hearing his heartbeat quicken made her smile. Perhaps Weiss was being too forward. She didn’t want him uncomfortable, and yet, she found herself not sensing the eerie feeling anymore.

Weiss:Is this okay?

Jaune:Y-Yea. I just…thought you were going to keep reading.

Weiss:I thought about it. I like this more. Dare I say it’s more comfortable than my bed.

Jaune:…I feel the same.

Weiss:Ah, that’s…that’s good. I’m glad.

The smile in her voice made his arm hold her a little closer, flustering Weiss as she closed her eyes. It wasn’t long before Jaune did the same. Suddenly, sleeping didn’t seem so difficult anymore.

xxxxxxx

Jaune and Weiss:Zzzzzz

Yang:*taking pictures*

Blake:She’s going to kill you.

Yang:It’s worth it.

Nora:Who would’ve guessed?

Ren:Me.

Ruby:I’m just happy they’re faster than you guys…

Yang:I mean if we’re starting from the day we all met.

Blake and Nora:Let’s not.

Yang:You’re right.

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WhiteKnight Week 2026: Day 7- Confessions

"Twilight Communion"

"Jaune, I have realised that I have developed romantic feelings towards you".

[grwvy-rwby]

I heard it was Weiss' birthday today?

In honour of that, another whiteknight sketch that doesn't fit any of the prompts for whiteknight week

[tauri888]

"Make a wish..."

"And open your eyes."

Happy birthday to our favourite Schnee, and I couldn't help myself but make it WK fluff too.

[tauri888]

WhiteKnight Week 2026: Day 6: Couch Cuddles

"Movie Night"

[epic-arc]

White Knight Week day 3 and 4: Hoodies and Acts of Affection/Coming Home/Coffe Dates

''Hoodies and Acts of Affection''

Winter was in her office working on her computer when she heard her scroll wheel ticking and saw it was Jaune calling her. She was confused but answered.

Winter: Hello Jaune? Is everything alright with you and Weiss?

Jaune: Oh yes, everything is great, I'm just having a slight problem and I wanted to know if you could answer me.

Winter: Okay...?

Jaune would make a video call and show that he was stuck in bed with Weiss, who was asleep and hugging him tightly while she was wearing his hoodie.

Jaune: So what do I do?! I have to leave for the mission in a few hours!!

Winter watched this and held back laughter at Jaune's situation, then she took a deep breath and looked at Jaune with a serious expression, but still suppressing her laughter.

Winter: I would recommend you let them know you won't be able to go on the mission because the last time Weiss was this comfortable, nothing could get her out of bed.

Jaune: But i need to go to the bathr-

Winter hung up the phone to start laughing and remembered little Weiss sleeping and hugging a Rusted Knight plush toy.

Coming Home/Coffe Dates

In a distant future where everything went right, Weiss would be at home, looking like her mother, preparing lunch for herself and her family. She would hear the sound of a door opening and see that it was Jaune and their children returning home. The children would hug Weiss and then go to the living room to watch TV. Jaune would approach Weiss and hug her, giving his wife a quick kiss. Weiss would think back to the date she had with Jaune when they were younger, and she would think to herself, "I never thought we'd end up like this, but I'm not complaining." Weiss would snap back to reality and give Jaune another kiss.

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Whiteknight Week Day 4: Coming Home

Jaune:*watching tv*

Bzzzz! Bzzzz!

Jaune:*grabs scroll* Hello-

Weiss:Uuuuuuggggghhhh!

Jaune:….So how was filling in for Whitley?

Weiss:I think I’m glad I lost the title of heir. I hate our shareholders. Who wants to talk to those people willingly!?

Jaune:To be fair I don’t think your brother has a choice in the matter. Well, your day should be almost over, right?

Weiss:Oh I’m already in the elevator of our apartment.

Jaune:Haha, then why call if I’ll see you in a minute?

Weiss:They were so annoying Jaune! I needed to hear good voices! I’m trying to shake off this negativity before I walk through the door! It was like talking to cardboard that learned how to be a wet blanket! Then one had the audacity to bring up my father! I nearly tried to fired him.

Jaune:Maybe Whitley asked you take his place while he’s on vacation so you can get rid of the problems.

Weiss:Honestly that would not surprise me in the slightest. Alright, I’m at the door. I’m gonna try to walk in with the smile.

Jaune:You can walk in a fall to your knees if you wanted. I’m not gonna blame you. Collapse on the couch and unwind.

Weiss:Don’t tempt me.

The young woman open the door, tiredly walking wearing white heels that matched her office button up jacket with black button jacket, and black skirt. The hair bun that had threatened to give her a headache for half the day was removed immediately along with her shoes. If her white tights weren’t a pain to remove she would’ve flung them off too.

As Weiss prepared the biggest sigh of her life, her eyes were treated to the sight of a perfectly clean apartment while her nose made her head turn towards the kitchen to see a simmering pot of something that made her stomach growl on instinct. Her lovely boyfriend got up from the couch a greeted her directly.

Jaune:Welcome home, Ms. CEO of SDC.

Weiss:Jaaaaaauuuuunnnneeeee! *dramatically leans against him* You’re so perfect! Oh I love you!

Jaune:I was kinda home most of the day, and I could imagine how horrible your day was. Thought I’d tidy up. No big deal.

Weiss:Do you understand how easy it would be for you to pull out a ring right now?

Jaune:You are so dramatic.

Weiss:I’m just saying you have me dead to rights. Clean home, good, corporate check, I’d say yes, and then I spectacular night? You’d organize the perfect plan that I could only respect.

Jaune:Maybe it’s you rubbing off on me, but I think I want to go a little bigger in scope. Proposing in the middle and our living room isn’t my style anymore. I unfortunately have higher standards for myself.

Weiss:Hehehe. You’re welcome. Still, this is amazing. I don’t even know what’s in that pot but I know it’s good. What’s next? Drawing me a bath?

Jaune:Do you want me to? I know where you keep the bath bombs.

Weiss:In a second I’m gonna be the one down on one knee.

Jaune:That would be a change. It’s usually both knees.

Weiss:*red* You joke but I’ll do it.

He scoops Weiss up before he can fall for her advances, earning playful “boos” as he sits her at the table and makes her Alfredo. Now she’s even happier. He puts the in front of her but she can only look at him.

Weiss:Be still my beating heart. Jaune, may I selfishly ask for two more things?

Jaune:I’m all ears.

Weiss:I haven’t kissed you yet and that feels wrong.

He bends down happily, receiving a kiss filled with joy and a smile. Weiss was practically giggling through it.

Jaune:And your second request?

Weiss:I will take that bath, but you have to join me.

Jaune:Deal.

Weiss:Hahaha! Not even the slightest hesitation. Dare I say I get how Whitley survives his days.

xxxxxx

Meanwhile on a private beach…

Whitley:*in a beach chair* Do you think Weiss is adjusting well? Maybe I should’ve called today. Can you please release my scroll!

Ruby:I could. Oooorrr…..

She grabs a smoothie poured into pineapples and adds two straws, casually putting it his hands as she straddles his lap under their beach umbrella.

Whitley:…Amazing argument. You’re absolutely right.

Ruby:Haha~

[tauri888]

WhiteKnight Week 2026: Day 4- Coming Home

"Hurry up!"

[razorblade180]

White Knight Week Day 3: Acts of Affection

Weiss:*writing music*

Knock knock knock

Weiss:It’s open, Jaune.

Jaune:*walks in* How did you know it was me?

Weiss:Ren never needs me, Oscar will text, and nobody else knocks.

Jaune:Honestly that sounds like my home. Maybe that’s why I’m used to knocking? The risk of walking into a girl’s room and seeing something scarring was dramatically high.

Weiss:The only scaring thing you’d see from me is my little scars. I have a feeling everything else would be…eye catching to you.

Jaune:*red* Hey now, no need to say the quiet part out loud. Although you got some parts wrong. I don’t mind your scars. Better a scar than a fatal wound.

Weiss:Heh, I guess that would be your perspective. It still bugs me a little though. Anyways, what brings you here.

Jaune:It was an early birthday gift, but I feel like we shouldn’t gloss over what you said.

Weiss:But you could. Then I’d be given two gifts.

She was given a playful eye roll before he pulled out a small wrapped box. Jaune sat beside Weiss as she opened the lid and smiled at the sight of a tiny snow globe of Atlas. Jaune had been giving her novelty items any chance he got. They were becoming increasingly rare, given there was only so much taken with evacuating citizens. Weiss get

Weiss:Thank you. It’s amazing how you find so many trinkets. Most I found was a book or two.

Jaune:Maybe I’m sort of Atlas magnet?

Weiss:At the risk of sounding like a certain teammate, I’m certainly attracted.

She gave him a gentle peck on the cheek, then leaned against him fondly. Weiss felt his arm wrap around her waist. Fingers lightly rubbed the previously mentioned scar, causing her to gasp faintly.

Jaune:Does that hurt?

Weiss:No. It just felt a little strange. I guess I’m not used to it being touched. Then again, that could be said in general.

Jaune:Does it ever ache?

Weiss:There’s occasionally discomfort. Overstretching or a bad hit. The occasional bad dream… It’s never dire though.

Jaune:…May I? Y’know?

Weiss placed her hand over Jaune’s, guiding it under her shirt for him to feel directly. A small amount of pressure was all it took for her to sigh. The discomfort twisted into a knot that made her hide her face against him. Weiss tried taking slow, deep breaths. It was a little helpful as the boy’s fingers massaged the spot. Against her will, tears welled up in Weiss’s eyes that soaked into Jaune’s shirt.

Jaune:Weiss!?

Weiss:I’m fine. I…I just…

Jaune:I can stop.

Weiss:Please don’t. It- I want it to be you. The pain is doable with you. I didn’t think it would feel this tense. I touch it all the time.

Jaune:If I’ve learned anything, it’s that the body holds trauma without realizing.

His aura glows faintly. The odd tension in her torso does soften. Slowly, the touch of two fingers became a resting palm that brought a sense of relief that almost felt foreign. Still, it didn’t stop Weiss from cuddling closer.

Weiss:I could write a song about this~

Jaune:I’d pass out.

Weiss:Hehe. I’ll take that as the highest form of praise. Would you ever let me write a song about you?

Jaune:I’d be honored. Though I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s a track people skip.

Weiss:You shouldn’t talk about yourself like that. Even if I wasn’t the one writing, I wouldn’t skip it. More importantly, as long as you heard it then it reached the intended audience.

Jaune:*kisses her head* Happy early birthday, and you’re right. As always.

Weiss:Hey? Next time, can we go searching for novelties together? There’s a spot I want to look.

Jaune:Of course. Where is it?

Weiss:A flooded crater. I…I wanna go back at least once; see it with my own eyes. I have a feeling I’m going to cry about it.

Jaune:I’d be surprised if you didn’t. Whenever you’re ready, don’t hesitate to let me know.

Weiss:Thank you. For everything; I mean that. I wouldn’t have made it this far without you, and I’m not talking about the scar.

Jaune:For you, my Snow Angel, I’ll do it all over again.

Weiss:*red* That name is still so cheesy.

Jaune:Perfect for your lyrics.

Weiss:Hmph! Very funny.

They looked at each other, both feeling a comfort in this moment of weakness. Weiss closed her eyes to invite him closer. Jaune didn’t keep her waiting, gifting her another sweet present she’d cherish deeply. Life was undoubtedly a mess; it’s been that way for a long time now. Yet despite it all, they knew they’d make it through. Who knows? Maybe it really will make a good song? Even if it didn’t, Weiss had a feeling it would still be her favorite.

[epic-arc]

White Knight Week Day 2: duo mission/mature

Weiss and Jaune would be doing a mission together in vacuo, Weiss would be confused about being chosen for this type of mission, but she wouldn't refuse Jaune's company.

Weiss(Mind): A mission to care for the community? I don't know why Jaune invited me to keep him company; the people here aren't at all fans of the Atlas people, and especially not a Schnee... But I'll do my best!

The two would arrive at a community center and start helping the people there. They would take care of the children, and Weiss would notice a Faunus child with shark-like features being bullied by other children. Weiss would intervene to stop the bullying, but Jaune was faster, and she saw him scolding the children and teaching them why the bullying they were doing was wrong.

Weiss(Mind): He handled that situation so easily. He protected that child and even taught them all a life lesson. He would be a great father... W-WAIT, W-WHAT AM I THINKING?!

Weiss would be blushing and confused until he felt something tugging at her skirt. He would look and see that it was the girl who had been protected by Jaune. She would hear the girl calling Weiss a beautiful princess and asking if Jaune was her prince charming. Weiss would remember how Jaune was as a rusted knight and imagine a future where he and she would be married with a child. Jaune, blushing, would approach the two to say that they weren't together, but he would be interrupted by Weiss, who would say that yes, he was her prince charming.

[razorblade180]

White Knight Week Day 2: Mature~

It was an average late night in Argus. At least it should’ve been. What started as a fun outing with friends quickly turned into a loud night the moment team FNKI arrived at a local club. Now normally, Weiss considered herself a woman immune to peer pressure, yet somehow Neon knew how to worm her way under Weiss’s skin; the end result of that being more than a little tipsy. In her defense, Weiss was still clever enough to know when enough was enough. Jaune on the other hand…was a victim of both Neon and Nora hyping him up.

What was once a proud standing man was tilted over on Weiss as she walked both of them into their apartment at a snail’s pace. Not exactly how Weiss wanted to end her night. To make things weirder, the bubbly and happy Jaune at the club had vanished into a sniffling one half way through the journey home.

Jaune:Uuugh….

Weiss:Hold on. We’re almost there.

Jaune:I’m sorry…

Weiss:You keep saying that but not explaining why.

Jaune:Uuuughhh….

Weiss:Yeah that sounds about right.

Step by step, Weiss was somehow making up the stairs to his bedroom. Honestly she knew she was drunk because there was no reason not to toss him in the sofa! Neon shall pay for this!

Jaune:Weiss?

Weiss:Yep. It’s me…hanging in there?

Jaune:Do you hate me…?

Weiss:…What?

Jaune:I’m hic drunk. You…hate drunks. So you hate me now.

Weiss:I don’t hate you Jaune .

Jaune:Sounds like what a secret hater would say.

Weiss:I hate loud and ridiculous group of random people. I will never hate you. Did you have fun?

Jaune:Yeeeeaaaahhhh.

Weiss:Then that’s all that matters. Just…maybe we both stop after three shots next time?

Jaune:Kay~ you’re wonderful.

Weiss:I know.

Jaune:Perfect. So perfect it’s crazy.

Weiss:*red*….

After the long journey down the hall, they finally made it to Jaune’s room. Weiss carefully helped the man twice her size lay down on his side. As she went to step away, his arm wrapped around the back of her thighs. She would be lying if she said that his nerdiness for her right now wasn’t cute. His flushed skin and the way his eyes could only gaze at her directly for seconds at a time was winning her heart more than he already had. Weiss sat right by him, giving Jaune the perfect opportunity to rest his face in her lap, face pressed softly into her dress.

Weiss:He’s like a Labrador.

Jaune:It hurts…

Weiss:Hmm? What does? Your stomach?

Jaune:No. My heart, it hurts. That’s how much I love you. That’s how much I…want you. All of you.

Weiss:*clutches necklace* H-Huh!? Y-You’re drunk!

Jaune:That just means I’m speaking the truth. Weiss you’re so…everything to me; but I don’t know of you want all of me. If I’m…you’re everything. *glances up* Do you want me?

Her face could probably cook an egg right now. Weiss could feel the flutters of her heart disturbe her breathing. Jaune’s head rose from her lap, eyes begging for an answer in a way that tore down years of defenses. His lips grew close enough to smell the bourbon. Weiss was never understood how people could taste such a drink, yet…now not only did it grace her lips, but she made sure its notes rested on her tongue. Fingers wrinkled the blonde’s shirt and kept his from slipping away too soon. It took everything in Weiss’s power not to lean forward. Just a little tilt in weight and they’d both tip over a ledge where there was no going back. After savoring a few more precious seconds of, the angel denied herself the moment, gently pushing Jaune away.

He looked into her eyes, wanting yet hesitant. Guilty even. That was all it took for him to return back to her lap, hiding his flustered face in embarrassment.

Jaune:I’m sorry…

Weiss:I’m the one who should be sorry. It’s not that I don’t want to. Gods, it’s certainly not that. But…this should be done sober.

Jaune:I knooooooow. Mmmmmnng.

Weiss:…If you by some chance remember this tomorrow, we’ll talk about it then, okay?

Jaune:Is it okay if you stay in bed with me? Just…a little longer.

Weiss:Hehe.

He didn’t have to ask for that. Weiss laid down properly next to him, guiding his arm around her torso and bringing his head into her embrace. She could feel how he brought her in closer, every muscle relaxing alongside his breathing. For the first time in Weiss’s life, she was annoyed at herself for not drinking a little more.

xxxxxx

Morning came and a slight headache with it for Jaune. Next time he knew not to lesson to Yang on the choice of drink. Now the trip downstairs felt long and shameful, but strangely sweet? It was only after reaching the bottom did he understand it was because there was a plate of waffles and juice waiting for him. More surprisingly, there was Weiss in an apron. She turned around with a bowl of grits, not surprised in the slightest to see him as she put it in the breakfast bar with the rest of the food as he sat down.

Jaune:I…didn’t know you can make waffles.

Weiss:I can’t. The waffle maker can. Poured instant mix. Just like how I poured water onto dry grained and put it in the microwave.

Jaune:So what you’re saying is I should invest in a rice cooker?

Weiss:Probably.

Jaune:Hehe. Thank you for all this. And the medicine on my nightstand. I can do the dishes.

Weiss:Don’t sweat it. It’s barely a mess. Also thank Nora for the meds. She stopped by earlier. I think she felt a little guilty seeing the state we left in.

Jaune:Not my finest hour.

Weiss:But maybe your “happiest”

He couldn’t help but chuckle before eating his waffles. Mentally, he wanted to hit himself. He watched as Weiss went about tidying up, seemingly normal. Jaune could remember how he got into bed, and what happened before sleeping. The question is should he really bring it up? It looks like Weiss wasn’t going to. Maybe it was best to let it go?

His gaze lingered on her as he ate. As she turned around to grab a wipe, their eyes met for barely a second before her head whipped around again. Jaune could’ve blamed his imagination if it wasn’t for the tips of Weiss’s ears burning red through strands of hair.

Jaune:I…remember last night, before bed.

Weiss:…..

Jaune:…It’s my fault. I’m sorry I put you in an awkward-

Weiss:Do you have a hangover?

Jaune:Huh?

Weiss:A hangover. Any morning sickness or nausea?

Jaune:No. I’m fine.

Weiss:Good. That’s good. Then…when you’re done eating, you can come to my room. *bright red* So I can have all of you.

Weiss took off the apron and kept her head down as she walked off to the stairs. She made it about three steps before feeling a hand suddenly hold her wrist, making her jolt. Nobody moved for what felt like eternity before Weiss found the resolve to turn her head. Once again, she found her nose tickled by Jaune’s breathing. Even with syrup, the subtle taste of last night hadn’t completely faded. Funnily enough, Weiss didn’t dislike that fact. Jaune’s arms returned to hold her frame, the way he pulled her in made it all but impossible to not wrap her limbs around him as he carried her up stairs. Flustered and annoyed, Weiss looked at him with baiting breath.

Weiss:Why do you listen better drunk? I want you to eat, you dolt.

Jaune:It’s not going anywhere.

Weiss:Neither am I.

Jaune:I know, but I really don’t think I can wait any longer for this.

Weiss:Y-You’re so….

She could only sigh, cradling his face and stealing his lips once more. He really was needy, but hey, so was she. He chose to follow her, and Weiss couldn’t think of a single reason to not let him. After all, clearly it wasn’t the drinks driving them crazy.

[tauri888]

WhiteKnight Week 2026: Day 3- Hoodies

"Good Morning"

[grwvy-rwby]

Knight and Maiden. Maiden and Knight

Whiteknight wip. I messed up and made Weiss right handed in the first one, but I didn't like the second pose as much so ...

I meant to do a couple of prompts from whiteknight week, but I didn't even finish this

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@whiteknight-week 2026 day 1: soulmates.

Figured what better way of showing soulmates than my tlok au, everyones favourite healer 4 healer, councilman's daughter/the guy who keeps stealing police uniforms for some reason.

Jaunes a firebender who's able to heal via chibending

Weiss is a waterbender, you know how she's able to heal.

[razorblade180]

White Knight Week Day 1: Angels and Knights.

Deep in the tundra on the forgotten side of an ignorant kingdom, a lone knight travels. The weight of their responsibilities crush the snow under metal soles while arms sway like creaking doors in the wind. Right now the cold is meaningless. Visibility was poor but under these circumstances, it couldn’t be helped. No matter, they have traveled this worn road countless times.

Step by step they entered the ruins of a chapel, and with a single stumble they found themselves tumbled down a hole, seemingly rolling endlessly until landing in a lush bed of white flowers below where hallowing winds could reach and where water flowed unfrozen. In this strange and mysterious place, even the ground was blessed with rays of sunlight that should’ve been unreachable. Honestly the knight could sleep here for a while. It wasn’t a crime to rest after battle. However, the sound of chuckling burned their ears. The knight rose their armored head to see nothing. Then, before they could react, two hands from behind grabbed the helmet for themselves.

White hair fell and whipped around to glare at a bashful smile floating above them and leaving golden feathers floating with the gentle flap of divine wings. The knight reached out with a single hand.

Weiss:Do you mind? If I wanted my helmet off, I would’ve done it myself!

Jaune:Wow. Someone is grumpy! Considering you said in our last meeting how you “probably won’t make it back in one piece,” I would’ve thought you’d be much happier.

Weiss:When do I ever look happy?

Jaune:Fair. Actually…you do look a little different. Umm

He points to a fresh red scare over one of her eyes, irritating her further.

Weiss:Oh, so you noticed!? Good! That means I don’t have to waste my time explaining how terrible your blessings are!

Jaune:Terrible!?

Weiss:Yes! I almost died in the trials and my fool of a father almost got everything he wanted! Ugh!

The young knight unstrapped gauntlets and kicked off pieces of her greaves before screaming in her chest plate as she pulled it over her shoulders and flung to the wayside. The angel heard the loudest huff in existence come from the flushed woman. He tossed her back her helmet and she immediately threw at him. Thankfully it missed.

Jaune:Hey!

Weiss:Smite me!

Jaune:Let’s not joke about that! You never know who could be listening. Then again, prayers don’t really reach down here. If they did, I’d probably have more visitors.

Weiss:…Your blessing was supposed to keep me safe.

Jaune:Yeah, not immortal. I’m not exactly…strong. Do you mind if I…?

Weiss huffs, raising her shirt up to her ribs. A feint glow radiates from her stomach until a dim orb of light bearing the symbol of two crescents emerges. Before long, it fizzles out.

Jaune:Looks like you really used it up.

Weiss:A one battle blessing sure is cutting it close.

Jaune:When I bestowed it to you, I placed it where most of your vitals are. Humans are rather fragile. Forgive my negligence. A face like yours should never no pain. I’ll do my best to heal it.

Weiss:….No, it’s fine. It’s not like I’m blind. Plus healing it now would only rouse suspicion. I…apologize for my tone.

Jaune:It’s not exactly out of place for you. Most people pray for success or safety when they find themselves lost. You on the other hand, you only prayed for your enemies down fall.

Weiss:No offense but if the divine listened to benevolent wishes, I would’ve been heard a long time ago. As for you, are you simply as desperate as I am. Nobody knows about this place and I don’t you’re in a rush to leave. Why appear before a broken girl wishing pain against their own blood.

Jaune:Well, as hostile as it was, your wish was rather…grounded. *flaps wings* It’s also as you said. I don’t exactly have regular visitors. Although…even if I did, I’d still answer you.

Weiss:*red*……Words like that make you sound more malevolent than angelic. Though I suppose it doesn’t matter at this point. I took your blessing, and I’ve kept my word in returning if I achieved victory. My father is a coward and a fool, but even he is forced to keep his words. Though this injury calls into question my merits, I have nonetheless been given permission to leave this land for my own expedition. So, what is it you ask for in return. My soul?

Jaune:I’m not a demon! I’d never- sigh….hehe. You really are quite unique. What I wish for is something you’ve actually already touched upon. Without a following, my power is limited. Now that you’re leaving, I won’t exactly have visitors anymore.

Weiss:You want me to spread your gospel? That’s a good way to make enemies, or have everyone think I’m a lunatic.

The angel properly sits down in front of Weiss, folding his wings in.

Jaune:No, no, nothing so bold. Take me with you.

Weiss:Pardon?

Jaune:I don’t need a mass following or a house of worship. To be honest, I’ve never been great at appealing to the masses. However, if you keep your faith and continue on your own path why my crest by your side, our stories will be intertwined.

Weiss:My legacy brought up by your faith? Can’t say I’m the biggest fan of that.

Jaune:Did I not help you keep your upper and lower half attached?

Weiss:*pouts*….Point taken. What do I need to do to take you out from this place?

Jaune:That will take a few items you will have to return here with at a later date. Nothing complex. I recommend an ornament you don’t see yourself forgetting, and a shield.

Weiss:I’m not big on shields. I’d rather replace the blade.

Jaune:A blade might as well be your soul. Do not be so quick to throw away the part of you that just achieved victory. This “blade” will go far.

Weiss:…Perhaps, a scabbard might do?

Jaune:Brilliant.

Weiss:Why do I feel like that’s what you wanted all along? Anyways, I should probably get going. These items won’t gather themselves.

Jaune:Hold on! *touches hand* You…should rest. A wary knight in these conditions will have no legacy. Besides, that fall was rather….

Her face warmed up in embarrassment. It was true that her entire body ached. As for home, it wasn’t as if anyone was longing for her presence. Still, to think her company would be such a needy and odd angel. Though when it counted, she could not deny he gave her the edge in an unfair game. With a heavy sigh, Weiss slouched over, laying her head in the man’s lap.

Weiss:Keep the scar. Heal whatever else you can. My head…does seem rather hazy after the fall.

The warmth of a kind, gentle hand ran through her head and made her body sink deeper into the ground. Her eyelids became increasingly heavy and the pain she felt faded somewhat. For the first time in a long time, the white knight of Atlas found proper rest.

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WhiteKnight Week 2026: Day 2- Duo Mission

"Helping Hand"