Blake: Yang your arm!

Yang: Nah don’t worry Ngghh (arm regrows) I’m a starfish faunus. But now we have to worry about my severed arm regrowing into an evil version of me.

Evil Yang: Hello I’m Yin, I like a nice peaceful quiet night, not bothering my partners, and a good book to read.

Fullbody Commission of a dragon Faunus Ruby and Yang

Jaune: So, I figured out that if I hold my shield at a bit of higher angle that-

Dragon Wolf Yang: Oh Jaune~ It's time for my tribute~

Jaune: *Sighs* Hold on, I'll be back later.

***Later in RWBY's dorm***

Jaune: *Brushing Yang's hair*

Yang: *Content sigh* A fitting tribute~

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Jaune: What did you get for number 7 on that dust studies test?

Yang: Oh Jaune~

Jaune: *Sighs* Yeah yeah, tribute. Can you send me the answer later?

***Later in the cafeteria***

Jaune: *Dunks a chicken nugget in bbq sauce, holds it up*

Yang: *Takes a bite* Hmmm, a fitting tribute~

Jaune: You know you can feed yourself right?

Yang: It tastes better when you feed it to me.

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Jaune: You ever think about the meaning of life?

Yang: Oh Jaune~

Jaune: *Rolls his eyes* Coming.

***Later in Jaune and Yang's room***

Jaune: *Laying on their bed, scratching behind Yang's ears*

Yang: *Laying on Jaune* I swear, you give the best ear scratches.

Jaune: You've made me scratch your ears every day since we started dating Yang. I've gotten plenty of practice over the last year.

Yang: Thanks for putting up with me all this time. I know I can be a bit demanding sometimes.

Jaune: It's just one your quirks Yang. And I love it as much as I love the rest of you.

Haven’t decided if Tai or Raven is the faunus parent, but I’m leaning more towards Tai.

Blake figured her out on the first day they met but wasn’t sure if it was just something else

Her tail always betrays her feelings. For example, when Blake found her in the Emerald Forest and took down the Ursa, she acted unimpressed but her tail said otherwise, wagging, wildly.

V7 Yang likes to wrap herself in anything that smells of Blake. Blankets, scarves, and the like. She also cuddles with things that remind her of Blake, like, a book. (Weird, I know. But, it had Blake’s smell all over it and she missed her.) She did something similar with something of Ruby’s when she had left to travel with JN_R to Mistral.

True to her nature, she always tries to make everyone happy. She’s always trying to please any of her teammates. Making food, offering cuddles, letting them cry on her shoulder- anything.

Nose Rubs!

As a toddler, she was always making her father place her in his lap as she watched what was going on (or waited for the food)

She waits by the window while waiting for Blake to come back. Or the door in v1-3

Cuddlebug!

She follows you almost everywhere if she doesn’t have something to do

She’s also played with her tail, too, but we don’t talk about that.

She’s howled to annoy Weiss in the past. (She still does)

She likes giving gifts. She’s given Blake so many gifts in the past.

She’s very protective of everyone.

Yang was a bit uncomfortable about her Faunus heritage when she was younger since people were always wanting to touch her tail. At one point, she would tuck it into her pants so no one would touch it. It was really painful, though. After that, she wouldn’t allow anyone to touch it.

Likes walks. Walks are fun. Especially during fall when the leaves from the trees are all crunchy and orange and beautiful. She also likes winter because of all of the snow on the ground.

She always likes playing games.

Likes being petted but does not like anyone touching her tail. Touch her tail, you die.

It’s only if she trusts you, though. Even so, there are people she trusts she hasn’t let touch her tail. Like, Sun.

She growls when she gets angry.

((why not both??)) ao3 ff.net

xxx

“Ugh, seriously? Again?”

The wolf currently hanging its head over the side of the bunk held a look that was somehow sheepish and teasing at the same time. Its crimson-tipped tail thumped happily against the mattress even as Weiss glared, easily brushing off the half-hearted huff of annoyance. 

The heiress rubbed her eyes, sighing exasperatedly. “I swear Ruby, you guys are going to break that poor bed if you keep doing this.” Ruby’s ears twitched minutely as she and Weiss glanced back at pile sprawled out haphazardly across said mattress.

Light babouche fur is the first thing that catches their eyes as a large lion dozes peacefully, precariously taking up most of the bunk. Its tail flicks lazily every few seconds, low snores rumbling from its chest. Nested comfortably on top of the lion’s short mane is a small black cat, curled up and purring softly into the scruffy fur it lays on, basking in the rays of sun that filter through the open window. Neatly curling into the empty space left by Blake and Yang is where Ruby lays, slender form fitting like a puzzle piece. 

One tiny spot remains - an empty area between the wolf and the lion’s stomachs. A perfect spot for a certain arctic fox.

Weiss catches the glimmer of an idea shining in silver eyes almost immediately. “Yeah, no. I am not risking my well-being just to satisfy your endless need for physical attention.”

Red-tipped ears flatten as a thin whine works its way out of Ruby’s throat, large eyes pleading with earnest.

“No. No, no, no,” Weiss’ face twists into a grimace. “You stop that. Stop that right now, Ruby! I swear-” She’s barely maintaining her composure, but at this rate, she should be able to hold on - 

A small pink tongue pokes through Ruby’s lips as she whines again.

And Weiss is officially doomed.

Snowy-white ears droop against her head as Weiss snaps her mouth shut, brows rising in embarrassed defeat. One velvety ear twitches when Ruby makes the wolfish equivalent of a laugh, a knowing glint flashing in her eyes.

The heiress shuffled over to the bunk - an upset frown that was all too fake. Weiss huffed as she stepped up onto Blake’s bunk. “I am doing this of my own accord, just so you know.”

Weiss leaped up, and a small, rather fluffy arctic fox lands in the open spot. Pointedly ignoring the look from Ruby, she spins in place three times before settling down, curling into a nearly perfect ball. Her plush tail wrapped around her as she exhaled loudly, adjusting her positioning into one of comfort.

Ruby shuffled closer, pressing her between both her and Yang. The lion huffed softly, shifting her body towards Weiss and dropping a large, heavy paw onto the fox. Her sharp yelp of surprise was muffled by the limb, but it was loud enough to rouse Blake, who sleepily swatted towards Yang’s snout, softly bopping her nose. Yang snorted and retracted the paw, revealing a rather frazzled fox. Satisfied, Blake tucked her head back into the fur.

For a few minutes, there was slight shifts and changes as the team settled down in the bed. Eventually a calm and lazy mood fills the room as they all succumbed to sleep, rays of warm sunlight basking them in a cozy feel.

Until the bed cracked and splintered, the weight of all four Faunus overcoming the frame as it crashed onto the bunk below.

Blake yowled in shock, jumping and clinging onto the nearest thing with all her might - that being Yang’s face. Caught off guard, the massive lion rolled over and off of the bed, colliding with the floor with a loud thump!. Ruby yelped as her limbs flailed out, smacking Weiss with a stray paw accidentally as she too fell off. Weiss, however, remained on the fractured mattress - her small form having been placed directly in the middle. 

Sighing heavily through her nose, Weiss remained in her balled up state, ignoring the chaos around her as she closed her eyes. Slowly, the others rejoined her upon the bed. Yang lay sprawled out, now ferrying both Blake and Ruby - the former staying in her previous spot while Ruby settled on her stomach. 

Despite the foreboding sight of the wreckage, it was actually quite comfortable. Any large pieces of shrapnel were either shoved away by Yang or were avoided altogether. None of them really seemed to mind the mess, the need for a nap overpowering most of their common sense.

Jaune: Y-Yang?

Yang: You know what I want.

Jaune: O-okay. *Nervously starts patting Yang's head*

Yang: That's the good stuff~ *Presses body closer to Jaune*