#vampire ruby

Weiss and Ruby meet one another's family, for better, or worse.

for @amelia-yap

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62763925/chapters/164640829

Over a fitted black vest, the figure wears a fitted white-and-gold breastplate crossed with leather straps fastened by massive metal buckles that firmly hold equipment on his back. His forearms are protected by white-and-gold bracers, and black leather gloves rest along his sides, nearly touching the armor worn over black trousers with a leather belt. The armor extends from the knees down to tall black boots.

Attached to his belt is a metal scabbard in white and gold with a sword inside. On the other side, in a holster, rests a powerful revolver in black and gold. On his back is a metal sheath in black and silver holding a large two-handed sword with an intricately decorated hilt bearing a dragon motif. The guard is thin and slightly curved toward the blade, and the pommel is shaped like a dragon’s head breathing fire that runs along the fuller of the blade.

The mysterious figure is a tall blond with blue eyes — Jaune Arc, one of the top Huntsmen. He has received a personal mission to eliminate the vampire who built this castle.

Walking through the gardens, Jaune hears rustling. Ghouls leap out before him. In the blink of an eye, a great sword teleports into his hand, and with swift, precise movements he cuts down the undead. He approaches the corpses and examines them.

Jaune: They must have been raised recently. They’re fairly weak, so their creator didn’t use much magic. I need to be careful. Just because these were weak doesn’t mean they all will be.

As if on cue, glowing and much larger ghouls burst from the bushes. With a quick strike he cuts down the first undead. He then attaches the shorter sword’s sheath to his bracer; it transforms into a shield and blocks the second ghoul’s attack. Channeling his aura into his arm, he throws the monster back and swiftly cleaves it in two. When both are dead, Jaune folds the shield and reattaches it to his belt. The greatsword vanishes from his hand and reappears in the sheath on his back.

He takes a few steps forward and suddenly sharp spikes spring up in front of his face.

Jaune: Interesting. Vampires usually rely on their servants as protection. Traps are rare. I’ll have to watch where I step.

With senses sharpened by aura, he hears a familiar screech. In one swift motion he draws his revolver and fires three precise shots, killing an undead harpy.

Jaune: Harpies too? That’s rare. Usually it’s gargoyles or giant bats.

In a single motion he draws his shorter sword and slashes the air behind him. For a moment nothing happens — then an invisible undead lizard materializes, split in half.

Jaune: Great. Invisible lizards too…

Jaune smiles.

Jaune: This is getting interesting. I don’t know who this vampire is, but they’re doing excellent work. And this rose garden is beautiful.

He looks around at the magnificent rose garden.

Jaune: Maybe if I give Pyrrha a bouquet of roses she’ll stop being mad at me… I still don’t know why she got upset, and Ren and Nora aren’t helping. Oh well — after the job, I’ll take a few.

Jaune heads toward the castle entrance, cutting down numerous undead creatures along the way and avoiding traps.

He stands before the massive doors, opens them, and steps inside.

Jaune: I wonder where the owner is.

He doesn’t have to search for long. Candles ignite around him, and above the stairs floats a woman with beautiful silver eyes and black hair with red tips.

Ruby (confidently): Welcome, mortal. I am Ruby Rose, the mistress of this castle — and you dare disturb my peace. Who are you?

Jaune (smiling): I am Jaune Arc, and I have come to slay you, my lady.

Ruby (smiling): Then—

Jaune watches as Ruby attempts to land elegantly on the stairs, but she slips and slides down them, landing perfectly at his feet. Being a gentleman, Jaune kneels to help her — but when he once again sees her beautiful eyes, the words escape his lips on their own.

Jaune: Will you marry me?

Vampire!Ruby: I love you too, juicebox

Jeanne: *blearily* Whuh?

I've been writing like a mad woman for all of Sunday into Monday morning of my timezone. I know- too late for the "posting and updating once a week" that I set out to do- but there's been a stupid amount of unforseen circumstances that have caused this many delays.

Chapter 2 is nearly finished. I have to write out a string of conversations, a few paragraphs of Ruby and Weiss starting to bond- then polish the whole thing, format it and post it on Ao3 (will subsequently post it here as well).

For now, I have fixed some typos, grammar and spelling mistakes in Chapter 1 as well, so it should be nicer to read for new readers who missed White Rose in Bloom / White Rose Week 2025.

The story is called "Beating the Curse (Doomed by the Narrative)". You can find it by scrolling down on my blog, in my most recent posts if you haven't seen it already. It's going to be an emotional roller-coaster kind of fic.

Ruby: Are you fucking kidding me?! I'm over 500 years old, pussy! Immortal vampire, remember?!

Ruby: (Lights up cigarette) Look! I can smoke, drink, gamble, AND fuck! Those Atlesian Specialists ain't got shit on me! There's not a single government entity on Remnant that can touch me!

Nora: (Suit and glasses) Hello, ma'am. We're with the Remnant Revenue Services, and we'd like to ask you a few questions.

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Ruby: (Handcuffed) Y-You can't do this to me! I'm literally a child!

Pyrrha: (Suit and glasses) Our records show that you owe more that six billion lien from unpaid taxes dating back well over three hundred years, since the creation and establishment of the Kingdom Tax Coalition.

Ruby: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Nora: We're bringing you in for questioning. Get in the car.

White Rose Week 2021

Day 1: Love Bites / Rules

Waking up refreshed from a busy night and being greeted by your vampire girlfriend is something Weiss will have to get used to...