Yang And Blake Are My Babies

Yang and Blake are my babies

My angsty head-canon is that Blake still, even after volume 6, and after getting rid of Adam, continued to blame herself for what happened to Yang. To the point where, whenever they aren't busy saving Remnant and have time to themselves, Yang goes out to train, Blake follows after her. She lays down in an area where she can watch Yang; hear her sounds, the laughs she lets out when she, idk, uses brute force to cut down a tree! Her blonde her tied up for those few seconds. Red eyes glowing. Blakes' book would be forgotten, until Yang turns around to look at her, eyebrow raised; childish grin on her face. Blake's eyes drift down, her ears twitch.

She wouldn't look back up at her, but she would remember the moment they met. Yang asking her name, introducing herself, giving her hand out to shake. She would remember how she tried to ignore her, how dismissive she was, and how warm her hand felt. Blake would look up, staring at Yang, her hands, the way she moves with no hesitation, the sound of her punches. While her ears press against her head, she would stare, feeling guilty, knowing that Yang didn't blame her.

But each time she watched her train, she would think of the day she willingly refused to grasp her hand in her own. How she lost a single happy memory with her. I imagine when it gets that bad, Blake would walk over to Yang -- whose adrenaline at that point is through the roof, chest heaving, covered in sweat, hair flowing down her back in a nest of tangles. Saying nothing, Blake would stand in front of her, till Yang, smiles with complete joy, dragging Blake closer to her by her waist, pressing her hand against her dark hair. Breathing against her hair, while her heart and breathing rate calms down. While Blake wastes no time, hugging her back, promising to never let go of her.

OK, I'm done spamming, but look

When Ruby and Yang return Home

Ruby: these are my girlfriends

Penny and Weiss holding hands: Hello!

Yang:[Showing off] These are my girlfriends

Blake holding Nora back from running off: Nice to see you again-- Nora, stop!

Taiyang Xiao Long: Do we tell them?

Qrow: no.

Ironwood:

Winter: yes.

Welp-- We warned Mari.

I dont return to tumblr for like a year??? And MLB season 4 has left the fandom in tears, what did I miss.

We love him for it though

Takemichi out here proving that yes, you indeed do not forget your first love. Can't blame the guy, Hina's precious.

It is me, I am bitches.

Here stands the grave of Shinchiro Sano, beloved brother, and friend, by questionable gangs, no bitches though--

Y/N some kid who was born that year shoveling dirt away: You should have waited for me! I wouldn't reject you!

His arms were my home; in his eyes I saw stars, a million light years away from me. He too has been taken from me, reaching heights I can only dream to reach. But why would I leave Earth when your body lays here besides me? When dreaming is worthless when my hand no longer holds yours. Why should I live on when you're the only star I wish to see. Open your eyes for me, one last time. One last time. Let me see the jewels reflected in your eyes -- staring only at me.

The stars Tell Their Story