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[RWBY] RWBY Shorts

Raven Face When Yang Fell Into The Ever After
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imagine Tai POV, 1 second she's arguing with Tai about using her portals to help in Atlas and then she just stops eyes wide pupils shrinking she shakes in denial and Tai realizes his Eldest is Dead
 
Since the Tablebreaker church is the stand in for the Catholic Church I had an idea based on some of the more minor traditions of the church at least in my area
Arslan Tries to get Nora to convert by mentioning the pancake breakfasts
I don't know if AJT has established the local parish priest for Saint Lucy's but I would like to imagine it's either Fr. John Mulcahy From MASH or Father Lawrence "Larry" Mazzare from 163
 
Taiyang shouldn't be some loser who does nothing. We don't even know what his Semblance or Weapon is. That's just ridiculous. He's crucial to the backstory of the fucking plot involving Summer! Which is integral to the entire fucking story! So I gave him some awesome.
It's bothered me a ton as well. Taiyang is supposed to be a member of one of the most renowned teams Beacon has ever produced, and yet, he's the only one who lacks a weapon, a Semblance, and the only parent character that lacks an allusion. In fact, it bothered me so much, I went insane and made my own allusion, weapon, and Semblance concept for.

Hou Yi (后羿) is the legendary Chinese mythological "Lord Archer" who saved humanity by shooting down nine of ten scorching suns with his bow and dragon-tendon arrows. As a divine hero sent from heaven, he left one sun to provide heat and light, becoming a legendary figure often associated with his wife, the moon goddess Chang'e.

It always bothered me that Team STRQ was missing a proper long-range member. Taiyang fulfilling that role would not only explain why we don't see his weapon, but also why he prefers martial art for close combat and why he retired in Patch, so that he could still hunt with his bow.

The Myth: When ten suns appeared in the sky simultaneously, scorching the earth, crops withered and people died. Hou Yi, possessing immense strength, was ordered by the emperor to stop this destruction.

Taiyang's Semblance would be "Ten Suns", which manifests as literal Solar Power Aura Arrows that explode after they are shot from his bow. Elemental and Construct type Semblances are a thing, so this wouldn't be out of universe of the setting.

The Act: Hou Yi shot down nine suns, which were actually three-legged crows residing in the trees of the East.

The Crows would allude to his relationship with both Qrow and Raven, as well as implying some feats of Taiyang being capable of shooting down Nevermores with his bow.

Legacy: Hou Yi is also renowned for slaying numerous beasts that plagued mankind. Later in the myth, he obtained the elixir of immortality, which his wife, Chang'e, drank to flee to the moon.

This would not only allude that Taiyang knows about Salem, but also of Taiyang's own tragic love life with Raven and Summer. Remnant's shattered moon is the cherry on top.

Depiction: He is sometimes portrayed as a divine being or a tragic hero who eventually loses his immortality.

This last bit would allude that Taiyang is still a well-known and respected Huntsman, while also implying that his early retirement was a tragedy.

And my final point, Hou Yi being Taiyang's allusion would explain why both him and Yang have Chinese names, despite Yang alluding to Goldilocks, a German figure. Much better explanation than both Tai and Yang being references to Bruce Lee.
 
Taiyang's Semblance would be "Ten Suns", which manifests as literal Solar Power Aura Arrows that explode after they are shot from his bow. Elemental and Construct type Semblances are a thing, so this wouldn't be out of universe of the setting.

Isn't he a brutalist? That's why Yang is one? He taught her?
 
Raven Face When Yang Fell Into The Ever After
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imagine Tai POV, 1 second she's arguing with Tai about using her portals to help in Atlas and then she just stops eyes wide pupils shrinking she shakes in denial and Tai realizes his Eldest is Dead
Then as the two reconnect and she tells she is expecting. To her shock the connection to yang comes back.
 
Isn't he a brutalist? That's why Yang is one? He taught her?
He taught her hand-to-hand combat, but there's nothing that says that that was his preferred style or if it was his only style. That's why my idea have him using a bow, it's exclusively for long-range combat, like a mechanical heavy artillery bow meant to take down large prey. But when he's in close combat, he switches to using "THESE HANDS!"
 
For an idea that may be interesting, what if Jaune had to build a city? In the vein of the Anno games. It would certainly be an interesting thing to think about. Especially since islands may be better able to defend themselves against the average Grim.
 
The Arc Clan: "Uncle" Discord (Final) New
The Beacon cafeteria was supposed to be a safe zone. Food fights, yes. Nora stealing everyone's pancakes, absolutely. But full-scale romantic territorial warfare? That was new even for them.

Weiss Schnee sat ramrod straight, fork stabbing her salad like it had personally offended her lineage. "Honestly, why can't your families just leave you alone? Like mine! We—we have proper decorum! No random cousins popping out of the woodwork, no fox goddesses kidnapping proxies, no—"

Ruby, perched quite comfortably on Jaune's lap (because the benches were "too hard" and his thighs were apparently memory foam), tilted her head. "Weiss… are you all right? Do you need a hug?"

"NO!" Weiss snapped, cheeks pink. "I do not need a hug! And stop sitting on Jaune's lap!"

"But it's comfy!" Ruby chirped, wriggling for emphasis.

Jaune made a strangled noise. "Ummm…"

Yang leaned over, blonde mane cascading like a golden waterfall of smug. "He's my fiancé, Ruby!"

"Good sisters share!" Ruby sing-songed.

Blake's ears flattened dangerously. "He's my fiancé! Get your own blond disaster!"

"No!" Yang shot back.

Pyrrha, ever polite, still managed to radiate quiet menace. "He's my partner."

Ren, the only island of calm in this estrogen tsunami, sipped his tea. "Jaune, you need to make a command decision to resolve things."

Jaune looked like a man staring down a Death Stalker with a pool noodle. "I—I can only order Pyrrha around!"

Nora slammed her fists on the table, syrup flying. "Ruby! Accept a demotion so Jaune can order you to do stuff!"

Ruby's silver eyes lit up. "That might be fun!"

And then—

"AH! Such delicious, wonderful chaos!"

A flash of pure white light exploded in the middle of the cafeteria. Trays rattled. Milk cartons toppled. Students yelped and ducked.

When the spots cleared, a lanky man in a patchwork suit hovered three feet off the ground. Mismatched wings—one feathered, one bat—flapped lazily. A goatee curled with malevolent glee, and his eyes sparkled with the kind of mischief that could derail planets.

Jaune shot to his feet so fast Ruby nearly face-planted into mashed potatoes. He glared pure Arc fury. "Uncle Discord! You promised you wouldn't pop in at school!"

Discord clasped his hands to his chest, mock-wounded. "But it's a surprise! And this chaos—how could I resist? Oh, hey Nora!"

Nora waved enthusiastically, syrup still dripping from her fingers. "Hey Discord!"

Yang's jaw dropped. "Wait—you two know each other?!"

Nora and Discord answered in perfect unison: "No, we've never met in our lives! But it's more fun to pretend!" They dissolved into identical giggles. "JINX!"

Jaune pinched the bridge of his nose hard enough to leave marks. "Look, we're really not in the mood—"

"MOOD?!" Discord floated upside-down, suit defying gravity. "Mood is for music and foreplay! Things you clearly need help with! How about a mind-bending game of wits—"

"No."

"An epic adventure across dimensions—"

"NO."

"A quick jaunt as Robin Hood and his merry band—"

"NO!"

Nora bounced in her seat. "But Jaaaaune! It would be so much fun!"

Jaune threw his hands up. "It'll have some stupid twist at the end, or he'll change the rules halfway through, or Aunt Fluttershy will make him knock that shit off! No!"

Discord pouted, actually pouted, lower lip trembling theatrically. "Awww… you're no fun anymore."

Jaune narrowed his eyes. "Did Aunt Fluttershy kick you out of the house again?"

"What?! HA! Please! We adore each other! We couldn't stand to be apart—"

"So that's a yes. Go bother Picard."

Discord shuddered. "But he's so boring now! All wine and Shakespeare and cheese—"

"Janeway."

"Bah! She's worse!"

"The Cerritos crew?"

Discord's eyes lit up like twin supernovas. "Hmmmm… lower-decks chaos? Now that could be delicious." He snapped his talons. "Toodles!"

Poof. Gone.

The cafeteria fell silent.

Weiss's fork clattered to her plate. "…Who… what…?!"

Jaune slumped back into his seat, Ruby automatically reclaiming her lap-perch. "He's my aunt's husband. He's… a bit much."

Nora grinned maniacally. "He's lots of fun!"

"I'm not in the mood," Jaune muttered.

Weiss looked like her entire worldview had been tilted ninety degrees. "But… I… you…!"

Pyrrha, curiosity overriding Nikos composure, leaned forward. "I… will admit I'm curious, Jaune."

Yang propped her chin on her fist. "Same! Spill, Vom—er, fiancé. What's his deal?"

Jaune sighed the sigh of a man who'd explained multiversal chaos spirits one too many times. "It's… complicated. Maybe we can do one of his weird adventures later—"

FLASH.

White light swallowed everything.

When it faded, the cafeteria was gone.

They stood on the bridge of a starship—sleek consoles, humming warp core visible through a viewscreen showing starlines. Everyone wore crisp Starfleet uniforms: Ruby in red command with lieutenant pips, Yang in gold engineering, Blake and Weiss in blue science, Pyrrha in security red, Ren in medical teal. Nora bounced in ops yellow. Jaune himself sported command red with captain's pips.

And lounging in the captain's chair—now wearing a sharp Starfleet red uniform, dark hair slicked back, goatee impeccable—was Discord. Except now he looked… disturbingly human. And smug.

"It's later somewhere!" he declared, spreading his arms. "LET'S GO!"

Jaune groaned so hard it echoed off the bulkheads. "Uncle Q! I knew it!"

Discord—Q—grinned wider, snapping his fingers. The viewscreen flared to life, showing a Borg cube dead ahead.

"Captain Arc," Q purred, "your ship is about to be assimilated. Your crew is arguing over who gets to sit in your lap. Your family tree is a tangled mess of gods, spirits, and interdimensional refugees. What. Are. Your. Orders?"

Ruby squealed, spinning in her chair. "SPACE! We're in SPACE! Captain Jaune!"

Yang cracked her knuckles. "If anyone's sitting in the captain's lap on the bridge, it's me."

Blake's ears twitched under her uniform cap. "No."

Weiss stared at the science console like it had insulted her bloodline. "This defies every law of physics I know."

Pyrrha's hand hovered near her phaser. "Jaune—Captain—what do we do?"

Nora slammed the ops panel. "PHOTON TORPEDOES! FULL SPREAD!"

Ren closed his eyes. "We're all going to die."

Q floated upside-down again, munching cosmic popcorn that hadn't existed a second ago. "Oh, this is going to be delicious."

Jaune dropped his face into his hands, even as he slumped into his captain's chair.

"Why is my life a crossover fanfic?" he mumbled.

Q leaned in, whispering loud enough for the whole bridge to hear: "Because chaos loves you, my boy. And so do an alarming number of women. Now—engage!"

- - -

Notes:
Naturally it's Discord/Q from "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic" and "Star Trek: The Next Generation"-Both played by the incredible John de Lancie. And given it's a reality bender, the canonicity of this is always suspect...
 

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