"Talon Tracer is straight!" "Talon Tracer is homophobic!"

ENOUGH.

Vi and Spider Gwen

Why r ppl always like "this particular woman who can fight would beat the shit out of me if I showed them any affection"? Like????? They're fighters not savages my goodness 😭

Someone like vi would probably love to be loved considering how much love she has to give in the first place and ofc someone like mizu who's been rejected all her life would brighten up a bit at affection I think. I mean we see her brain short circuit a lil bit when akemi gives her a compliment so like imagine if it was genuine lol.

My gay butch4butch ass when I see Vi arcane

whoops, wrong way ; gwen stacy

gwen swings through a now-familiar city, excitement coursing through her veins as she feels the cold breeze seeping through her suit and to her skin. she had so many things to tell miles after a week of universe-hopping - like mayday's first word.

she reaches an apartment and scales its walls, internally keeping count of how many floors she'd climbed.

taking in deep breaths, she flattens herself against the wall beside a wide-open window. "miles! you won't believe what just happened-" with a swift hand, she pulls down her suit's hood and her mask, before turning around to slide into miles's bedroom-

-or, well, what she thought was miles's bedroom.

she comes face to face with a girl, around her age, an uneaten sandwich in her hand as she stands halfway through the doorway.

gwen stops mid-slide, so that she has her legs in the room but her upper body was still awkwardly outside. "oh, sorry, wrong window?"

but it couldn't be, because gwen could recognize the bed and the posters and the bookshelf filled with notebooks.

"is it normal to enter through windows for you?" you ask.

gwen should be leaving. she should be apologizing and asking you to forget about everything and hiding her identity with her mask. she should not be staying and holding a conversation with you.

but she can't help it. there's something about your casualness and your lack of surprise, as if you were used to people in webbed costumes and wall-stickers. she can't help but admire your laidback attitude, your kind aura and your teasing smile.

and, wow, you were one of the most gorgeous girls she'd ever seen.

"certain people's windows, yes," she mutters, averting her gaze and still frozen in her spot.

your smile remained, e/c glazing over gwen's attire before gesturing for her to come inside. "come in. that can't be a very comfortable position. i assume you're looking for miles morales?"

she freezes once again once she's fully inside the bedroom. "you know miles morales?"

a smile plays on the corner of her mouth after hearing you laugh. "of course i do. why else would i be in his house? c'mon."

as gwen follows you through the halls of the apartment, she gets a good look at you. your h/c hair that shimmers from the sunlight shining in through the open curtains, the self-assured posture, the shoes full of doodles.

"how did you know i was looking for miles, exactly?" gwen questions.

"babe," she turns red at that, "why else would you be attempting to enter his bedroom? surely you're not planning on breaking and entering?"

"no," she mutters. "i just didn't expect him to have someone over."

you send her a confused look, interpreting her words as jealousy. "yes, well.."

"you don't seem to be worried about my... outfit."

at that, you smile. "no, of course not. i know about miles' little side-gig, and he's told me about a lot of stuff, so.." you trail off, assuming that this blonde spiderwoman had a thing going on with miles and perhaps mentioning that miles told you about a lot of things wasn't a good idea.

"so you know he's spiderman."

oof. that tone. you shrug. "i'm sure a secret like that could be a burden. i'm more than happy to share the load. ah, miles, you have a guest."

miles tears his attention away from the television, a sandwich in hand. "gwen!" he scrambles out of the couch and awkwardly stands in front of her. "i didn't know you were coming."

the blonde girl shrugs. "didn't know you had someone over."

"we were just doing homework together!" you blurt out. gwen looks to you with a raised eyebrow. "sorry. i just thought that girls don't usually like their boyfriends hanging out with other girls-"

"wait, wait, wait. say that again?" gwen asks.

"i didn't want to ruin anything?"

"no," she says," the other thing."

you were regretting to speak more and more. "girls don't like their boyfriends hanging out with other girls...?"

gwen turns to miles with a slight glare. "what does she mean?"

with a nervous laugh, miles takes a step back. "i honestly don't know. but we're not dating, y/n! it's.. we're... um, not."

your eyes flicker from miles to gwen. "oh."

"yeah."

"i could still leave, though, since you two might want to catch up-"

"no, no, no, don't leave!" gwen grabs your hand, flinching at the contact even though she initiated the action. she clears her throat and reluctantly lets go, already missing the perfect weight of your hand. "i meant, um, i.."

miles eyes her suddenly shy posture. "you got a crush on my best friend now?"

"what? no!" she denies, only to stare at you in surprise upon hearing you utter the same words. it's only then that she notices your cheeks tinted pink.

a snicker interrupts yours and her staring contest. it's your turn to glare at miles, kicking him in the back of the knee. "shut up, miles."

"okay, but on a serious note," gwen huffs, "i want to get to know your friend, miles. y/n, right?"

you nod.

"pretty name."

you blush, much to gwen's satisfaction.

"oh boy." miles grumbles. "this should be interesting."

i refuse to even consider vi doing the do while still wearing those hand wraps

Someone add an Apollo dodgeball meme

ra ra rasputin something something sour cream

no, no, i have faith in the hellsite. this will reach its targeted audience when it’s ready

inhales ok

THIS is a mega folder containing literally everything rwby-related that is available right now on roosterteeth (+v9). rwby, fairytales, world of remnant, the grimm campaign, ice queendom (sub and dub), vtubing, all the behind-the-scenes stuff. everything.

plus soundtracks for every volume + IQ, and drm-free epubs.

i will add any additional rwby content released during the wind down period as it becomes available. V1-8 have an english subtitle track embedded in the files, V9 does not because it came from CR. IQ dub has english subtitles. and for the sake of completeness i pulled all the non-english subs available on CR for V1-9 as well, those are in there as loose .ass files for the time being.

whenever possible, buy physical media. learn how to strip drm out of digital content that you own and make it a habit to do so.

archive responsibly 👍

We probably should also make sure that we back up the digital copies of the Mangas and comics too

i’ve got the official manga anthology in there; if anyone’s got kindle editions of the comics or anything else it’s pretty easy to strip drm and convert to generic formats using calibre. lots of tutorials online but the basic setup is:

and then you can just convert; noDRM works automatically in the background. for comics you’ll get best results converting azw3 to zip, then rename the extension to cbz, then convert from cbz to epub. adjust settings under comic input when converting from cbz as needed, may take a bit of experimenting.

loser+mean masc girl x mean+popular fem girl enemies to lovers fics NOW 📢📢📢📢📢

she's a rare kinda girl that only comes outta her den (bed) if you dangle a big strong fictional lady by the door and promise this time that they're canonically lesbian

vi icons (she’s so fine omf)

imagine being a straight girl. can’t relate.🪷🫣

Being antisemitic isn’t going to help combat Islamophobia.

Being Islamophobic isn’t going to help combat antisemitism.

Being one flavor of a bigot isn’t going to help combat another flavor of bigotry.

Actually, people are good by nature and you’re a fool if you think otherwise.

When you sneeze in public, strangers will say “bless you”, even though they don’t know you.

When you ask for directions on the street someone will show you the way, even though they have nothing to gain from it.

People squeeze their legs against the chair so you don’t have to hop over them on your way to your seat in the theatre, and make funny faces to make babies laugh, and purposefully step on leaves to hear them scrunch, and hold the door open for someone leaving behind them, and ask what floor you’re heading to when you enter the elevator, and send others photos of things that reminded them of them, and recommend each other songs, and ask if anyone else wants a coffee because they’re getting one, and make videos teaching how to sew a button, and wish on shooting stars, and share fun facts, and listen to others rant about things they don’t even understand, and let you cross the street first, and give a bit of their food to others, and laugh at jokes they don’t find funny to make you feel good, and listen to kids talk for hours about nonsense, and let you know your keys fell from your pocket, and they may be strangers, but with every little gesture they’re saying “I love you, I love you, I love you”.

God, I needed to read this today. Humanity is overwhelmingly full of hope and kindness and it’s very easy to forget that these days.