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RWBY Fanfiction. RWBY fanfiction is a vibrant part of the RWBY community, where fans expand the world of Remnant through original stories. These fan-made works explore character relationships, alternate timelines, missing scenes, and new interpretations of the setting. Some stories focus on quiet emotional moments that the show only hints at, while others rebuild the entire plot with different choices, role swaps, or alternate universes. There are also long-form epics that read like full novel series, complete with original arcs, villains, and deeper world-building. Most RWBY fanfiction can be found on big fanfiction platforms. FanFiction.net and Archive of Our Own (AO3) are the most common places, and some writers also post on Wattpad. (On this page, below we have added one of the most loved RWBY fan pieces.) These sites usually let you filter stories by length, completion status, themes, and pairings, which makes it easier to find something that fits what you like. For many readers, RWBY fanfiction is a fun way to spend more time with the characters after finishing the show, or to explore versions of RWBY that feel more character-driven, more hopeful, darker, lighter, or simply different from canon. Ruby Rose fanart and RWBY fanart and fanfiction A Dose Of RWBY by Raziel12 Introduction: A Dose Of RWBY by Raziel12 is a RWBY fanfiction that many readers enjoy because it focuses on character interactions and a steady, easy-to-follow story style. Without giving away plot details, this fic is often described as approachable, with a tone that keeps the spirit of RWBY while adding extra moments and development that fans like to see. A Dose Of RWBY is a multi-chapter work, meaning it is longer than a one-shot and designed to be read over time. It is substantial enough to feel like a real journey, but it is also the kind of story many readers can start without feeling like they must commit to an extremely massive series right away. If you prefer stories that have room to build character relationships and let scenes breathe, this style usually fits well. Where to find it: We have added the first 6 chapters, below. A Dose Of RWBY is also commonly hosted on major fanfiction platforms, especially FanFiction.net, where Raziel12 publishes RWBY-related writing. The best way to locate it is to search the exact title, A Dose Of RWBY, along with the author name Raziel12 on the platform. When you find it, check the story description, chapter count, and any author notes so you know what to expect before you begin. Overall, A Dose Of RWBY is a solid pick for RWBY fans who want more time with familiar characters, written in a straightforward way, and presented as a longer multi-chapter read without spoilers. A Dose Of Rwby: A collection of RWBY drabbles (different themes and styles.) Chapter 1: Experience Counts "Hey, Weiss…" "Yes?" Rather than look up from her textbook, Weiss continued to study. It was only when almost a full minute passed in silence that she looked up to find Ruby wringing her hands and blushing a most becoming shade of red. "Ruby, what is it now?" "Um… well… I was wondering… if you know anything about kissing?" Weiss blinked. “I beg your pardon?” "Well, I was wondering about it, but then I realised that I don’t know much, but you kind of know about everything, and you’re really pretty and popular – and did I just say that? – and I’ve never kissed anyone before, and I don’t want to ask Yang, and can you maybe tell me what it’s like – and I’ll stop talking now." It took Weiss the better part of thirty seconds to piece together the flood of words into something she could understand. “I see. So, you’ve never kissed anyone before, but you’d like me to tell you what it’s like. Is that right?” Ruby nodded. Really, she was so adorable when she blushed, and now Weiss had the most wicked idea, one that she might actually run with considering the fact that she and Ruby were on their own. "Come here." Weiss patted the bed beside her. "Uh… why?" "Just sit down." Weiss put just enough steel into her voice for Ruby to obey. The younger girl might be the leader of their team, but Weiss knew exactly how to boss her around. "Good. Now move a bit closer." "Um… Weiss?" "A kiss is not something that can be described easily. It needs to be demonstrated." Weiss’s lips curled as she put one arm around Ruby’s waist while the other moved up to cup her chin. "Would you like a demonstration, Ruby?" Ruby gulped and nodded. "Very well. Do exactly as I say." Weiss smirked inwardly. The way that Ruby was looking at her right now told her that if she’d asked Ruby to jump off a cliff, she probably would. Her gaze dropped to Ruby’s lips. They were enticingly full. "Relax, Ruby. Kissing can be tricky, so let me demonstrate first." "Oh… okay." Ruby quivered, and Weiss felt a sudden surge of possessiveness. This was going to be Ruby’s first kiss. "Close your eyes, Ruby, and let me look after you…" X X X Blake eased the door of the dorm room open and then paused. Ruby was sitting on Weiss’s lap, and the pair was engaged in quite the kiss. Both had their eyes closed, and Ruby’s hands were clutching the fabric of Weiss’s dress as the older girl ran one hand along Ruby’s hip and used the other to tilt Ruby’s head into the perfect position. Smiling faintly, Blake closed the door and turned to Yang. "Have you had afternoon tea yet?" Blake asked. "No. Do you want to go get something?" Yang yawned. A day of digging through textbooks in the library was not something she enjoyed. Still, it was a necessary evil given Weiss’s strident views on anything less than complete success. "We could ask Ruby and Weiss to come along too." "There is that nice cafe/bookstore that opened in town. I’ve heard it’s very good." "You and your books." Yang gave Blake an affectionate scowl. "Sometimes I think you like them more than me. All right then, I’ll just go in there and ask Ruby and Weiss –" "They’re not in there," Blake said quickly. "They must have gone to get something to eat as well." "Oh. It looks like it’s just you and me." Yang put one arm around Blake. "Shall we go, milady?" Blake chuckled. Weiss had better thank her later. “It’s a date.” X X X Weiss pulled away from Ruby, taking in the flush on the other girl’s cheeks and the way her chest rose and fell. Ruby’s lips were slightly swollen too, and Weiss took a long moment to admire her handiwork. Ruby looked thoroughly kissed. "And that, Ruby," Weiss said. "Is how you French kiss. Do you understand?" Ruby licked her lips. “I… um… no.” She smiled hopefully. “Do you think I could have another demonstration?” "Certainly." X X X And so, Weiss taught Ruby the fine art of kissing. Naturally, when Ruby had other questions of an amorous nature, she was only too happy to take them to Weiss. And Weiss, of course, was only too happy to oblige her. After all, Ruby was such an eager student, and Weiss was a very good teacher. Chapter 2: Experience Has To Come From Somewhere X X X Experience Has To Come From Somewhere Blake glanced up from her book at the irate young woman in front of her. “Ruby, could you please not point your scythe at me.” Ruby did not stop pointing her scythe at Blake. On the contrary, she brandished it even more menacingly than before. Her voice, when she spoke, was quiet but filled with menace. It was actually mildly terrifying. “Were you the one who taught Weiss how to kiss?” “Oh.” Blake looked back down at her book. “Is that what this is about?” Ruby’s scythe inched closer to her throat, and Blake gave a long, drawn out sigh. Was this really her reward for doing a good deed? Then again, she’d never thought that Ruby, of all people, would be so possessive. It was rather adorable – at least it would have been if Ruby hadn’t been threatening to kill her. Plus, it was almost impossible to read her book with a scythe in the way. “Ruby –” “Blake, I challenge you to a duel for Weiss!” Now that got Blake’s attention. “Are you serious?” Blake felt a headache coming on. “Ruby?” Ruby nodded firmly. “I’m not sharing Weiss with anyone! Meet me on the roof in three hours… or else.” “Or else what?” Ruby spluttered for a few moments. Clearly, she hadn’t thought this through. “Or… or… or else.” And with that she stomped out of the room, a scowl on her face. Again, it would have been utterly adorable if it hadn’t been for the look of pure murder on Ruby’s face. Good grief, this couldn’t end well. Naturally, Yang chose that exact moment to enter the room. Knowing the blonde, she’d probably been listening through the door to the whole horrible exchange. “Your sister just challenged me to a duel for Weiss.” Blake shook her head in disbelief. “I think she really wants to kill me.” “Yeah, probably.” Yang shrugged. “Ruby can be pretty possessive sometimes. Like, there was this one time when we were little. I tried to take one of her strawberries. She almost bit my hand off. Blake winced. She quite liked Yang’s hands – especially what they could do when given the correct incentive. “You didn’t think it might have been a good idea to warn me about your sister’s inner homicidal maniac before I agreed to help Weiss with her… concerns?” “Blake, she carries around a giant scythe that is also a gun. Did I really have to tell you that she might – maybe – be a little too happy killing things?” “Point taken.” Blake raised one eyebrow. “And what about you? You’re not upset that I kissed Weiss? You’re not going to go off and murder her are you?” “Oh, please. Weiss needs all the help she can get. Besides, if I thought that Weiss was really after you, I’d have dealt with her already.” Yang’s sunny smile was equal parts thrilling and terrifying. “I’m very good with a shovel.” “Seriously?” Blake gaped. “Yeah.” Yang sauntered over and pushed Blake onto the bed. “Now, we’ve got a couple of hours to ourselves while Ruby plots your horrible death. Want to make the most of them?” X X X “Can someone please explain to me why I am tied to a pole?” Weiss growled. Yang waggled one finger at her. “Quiet, Weiss. You’re the damsel in distress, and Ruby is your beloved prince – well, princess – come to save you from the evil clutches of the villain.” “You’re having way too much fun with this,” Blake said. The murderous gleam in Ruby’s eyes had gone from being fairly amusing to downright terrifying in the past few minutes. And had Crescent Rose always been that sharp? “Weiss, can you please talk some sense into Ruby?” “I already tried.” Weiss glared daggers at Yang. “But apparently somebody told her that we were engaged in a torrid love affair.” “Hey, I thought it would be funny.” Yang grinned. “And Blake is pretty good at dodging.” “You’re a jerk,” Weiss said. “And when I get out of these ropes –” “All right, you two.” Yang calmly slipped a gag over Weiss’s mouth. “Why don’t you two get your duel started?” Blake had exactly a quarter of a second to blink before Ruby crossed the gap between them. Crescent Rose flashed in the afternoon sun as the younger girl poured on every ounce of speed that she had. Luckily for the Faunus, Ruby was too angry to fight properly. Instead, her swings were wild and barely under control. Blake ducked and dodged through Ruby’s attacks before finally finding an opening. She jammed Gambol Shroud against Crescent Rose and twisted her wrist, yanking the scythe out of Ruby’s hands. It twirled end over end before coming to a rest in the pole – just above Weiss’s head. “Mppphhh!” “Relax,” Yang said. “I would have moved you out of the way if I thought it was going to hit you.” Ruby glared. She was about to lunge at Blake when the Faunus’s weapon darted out, Gambol Shroud’s ribbon tangling around her legs and tripping her over. Blake stood over her, eyes narrowed. “Ruby, calm down. The only reason that Weiss came to me in the first place was because she wanted to know what to do if she got the chance to kiss you.” Blake frowned at Yang. “There was no torrid love affair. She was doing it for you.” “Oh.” Ruby went limp. “Why didn’t you say that earlier?” Blake was very tempted to point out that Ruby had not been in the mood for anything even vaguely approaching rational discourse. However, it was probably better to let bygones be bygones. With another sigh, she untied Ruby and settled for the conciliatory approach. “Just get over there and untie Weiss, so that she can beat up Yang.” Ruby did, indeed, go over there and get Weiss untied. And Weiss did indeed try to beat up Yang, which was easier said than done with Ruby holding onto her. “Blake, help!” Yang shouted as Weiss finally managed to pin her down, Ruby wrapped around her. “Help.” Blake rolled her eyes. Oh no. The last time she’d helped someone, a murderous, lovesick scythe-wielder had gone after her. Yang was on her own. Chapter 3: White Rose Weiss looked up from her files and smiled as Ruby walked into her office. After a long day of meetings, the other woman was a more than welcome sight. “You’re back from your mission early. Was it just a false alarm?” Ruby remained silent and her brows furrowed. Weiss felt the first stirrings of concern. Normally, Ruby would have either dragged her out of her chair or jumped into her lap. Had something gone wrong? Or was Ruby hurt? She seemed okay, but it wouldn’t be the first time that Ruby had concealed an injury to try to stop Weiss from worrying. “Weiss…” Ruby bit her lip. “I…” “Ruby, whatever is wrong, you can talk to me.” Weiss gestured for Ruby to take a seat on the other side of her desk. If only she had a mug of hot chocolate to offer Ruby – the other huntress was always calmer when she had something sweet to distract her. “Please.” Ruby sat down and began to, for want of a better way of putting it, fidget. It was an old habit, one that only appeared when she was very nervous. At last, she reached out and took Weiss’s hands in hers. “You know, we’ve been going out for a while now, Weiss…” “You could say that.” Weiss frowned faintly. Where exactly was Ruby going with this? It wasn’t like her to approach things in such a roundabout manner. And Weiss knew for a fact that she hadn’t missed any important occasions like their anniversary. “In fact, it’s been almost exactly four years since our first date. Remember? We saw a movie, and you ended up eating all of the popcorn before I could have any since you were so nervous.” “Yeah.” Ruby winced and reached into the folds of her cloak. “Um…” “It’s okay, Ruby. Just tell me.” Weiss smiled as reassuringly as she could. “Come on, talk to me.” Ruby didn’t say a word. Instead, she pulled a single rose forged out of white gold from her cloak and put it on Weiss’ desk. Weiss stared at the metal flower, speechless. Every single detail of the rose had been rendered faithfully, from the minute folds of the flower itself to the leaves and thorns along the stem. It was as if an actual rose had been dipped into white gold. Weiss could hardly imagine how hard it must have been to make. “I made it myself,” Ruby murmured. “I…” Weiss nodded slowly. A white rose. It was Weiss’s colour combined with Ruby’s surname. And staring into the depths of Ruby’s silver eyes, Weiss knew that this wasn’t just some gift. It meant something more – a lot more. “Does this mean what I think it means?” Weiss swallowed thickly, hands trembling as she picked up the rose. “Ruby?” “I tried to come up with a more romantic way to ask you,” Ruby said. “But I couldn’t think of anything else, and a ring seemed so boring. I mean Yang said I should kidnap you but –” Weiss barely heard a word that Ruby said over the ringing in her ears. This was actually happening. It was really, really happening. “Yes!” Weiss leapt over her desk and tackled Ruby. The pair of them tumbled to the floor in a tangle of limbs. Weiss dragged Ruby into a heated kiss. “Yes, Ruby! Yes, I’ll marry you!” Chapter 4: Tag Ruby is good at a lot of things. But there is only one thing that she is the absolute best at. It’s almost impossible to beat her at tag. She’s faster than anyone, and she hates to lose. No one – not even Yang – can catch her. At least, that’s how it is until she meets Weiss. Ruby always lets Weiss win. It takes Weiss a long time to understand why Ruby lets her win. She wonders if Ruby is making fun of her, or if maybe it’s something Ruby does out of pity. But that’s not it. It’s because, as much as Ruby loves people chasing her, Weiss is the only one she wants to have catch her. Of course, Ruby can’t make it too easy. It’s still a game, and she has to have her fun. Sometimes, she spends the whole game just outside of Weiss’s reach, a crimson shadow with a ghost of a smile on her lips. She’ll grin and laugh, trailing petals in her wake, and brush her lips along Weiss’s cheek. Only when Weiss is out of breath and so close to getting frustrated and losing her temper – only then – does Ruby slow down, not much, but just enough for Weiss to catch her. Weiss frowns, and it’s an expression full of fondness and exasperation. “You always let me catch you,” she says, her arms around Ruby. “Every time.” Ruby’s reply comes with a kiss and a wink. “Weiss, you caught me long before we started playing tag.” Chapter 5: All The Time In The World When Ruby uses her Semblance, the whole world grinds to a halt. She can see everything in perfect detail and with perfect clarity. She’s the only one moving and the whole world stands still, at least that’s how it seems to her. She can pick out each drop of rain in a storm. She can followed each grain of dust blowing in the wind. And she can race the wind and win. So when she runs face first into a brick wall, she can’t really blame the others for wondering what’s wrong with her. “Honestly,” Weiss says, huffing and folding her arms over her chest before reaching over to pull Ruby out of the wall. “You can dodge bullets, but you can’t avoid a wall?” There is a very good reason for that, but Ruby isn’t sure if she should say it. Then she sees the fond exasperation on Weiss’s face and knows exactly what she has to say. “No.” Ruby grins, already imagining how Weiss is going to react. “I was too busy watching you.” And then Ruby uses her Semblance again, not only to dodge Weiss’s half-hearted attempt to grab her by the scruff of her cloak but also to take in every single detail of Weiss’s blush. It’s the most beautiful thing she’s every seen, and she wants to savour it for as long as she can. When Ruby uses her Semblance, she has all the time in the world. She just likes to spend all of it on Weiss. Chapter 6: The Joys Of Being A Faunus Blake paused in her reading as a shadow fell over her. “Blake, can I borrow you for a second?” The Faunus took a deep breath and closed her book. When Ruby used that tone of voice, there was no arguing with her. It was the same tone of voice that Yang used, well, pretty much all the time. And what menace Ruby lacked in not being able to punch people through walls, she more than made up for by carrying around a giant scythe. “What is it this time?” Ruby’s silver eyes narrowed ominously and took on the hardness of finely forged steel. “Somebody stole the cookies I had on my desk. I want to know who is responsible, so that I can make them pay. A lot.” It was amazing how the normally cheerful teenager changed whenever baked good and strawberries were involved. And if strawberry baked goods were involved? Blake preferred not to think about that. “And how, exactly, can I help you with that?” Blake really wanted to go back to her book. She’d just reached the part where the intrepid party of explorers reached the cave of the dragon. She was certain that one of them was going to be eaten. She hoped it wouldn’t be the Faunus. “You’re a Faunus, right?” Ruby was radiating a barely controlled menace now. It made the hairs on the back of Blake’s neck stand on end. “Yes. At least, I was the last time I checked.” “A cat Faunus, right?” Ruby tapped one foot on the ground. Blake fought the urge to fiddle with her ribbon. Although her status as a Faunus was now widely known, she couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy whenever someone drew too much attention to it. She’d been hiding it for so long that secrecy was second nature to her. “Yes, but you’ve known that for a while now.” Ruby scowled. “So you must have an awesome sense of smell and everything, right?” “Faunus generally do have a better sense of smell than humans, and I’ve got a better sense of smell than most Faunus.” As useful as that could be at times, it could also be quite annoying. Yang, for instance, had taken to borrowing some of Blake’s clothing. Whenever the blonde gave it back, Blake was hard-pressed not to hold it up to her face and breathe in. She’d known Yang’s scent anywhere. “So, if I gave you the bag my cookies were in, you’d be able to pick up the scent of whoever stole them, right?” “Maybe. It depends.” “Well, here. Give it a try.” Ruby handed the bag over. “Please.” Blake sighed. Ruby wasn’t going to leave until she had someone to wreak horrible, pointy vengeance on. “Okay.” She closed her eyes and lifted the bag to her nose. There were several obvious scents: Ruby, the cookies, and the varnish on Ruby’s desk. But there were two other familiar scents there too: Yang and Weiss. “Ruby, you might want to talk to Yang and Weiss.” “I knew it!” Ruby clenched her fist. “They’re going to pay!” Blake went back to her book as the younger girl ran off, waving her scythe around. She wasn’t the least bit surprised to return to their room later in the evening to find a very contrite Yang and Weiss presenting Ruby with two new bags of cookies. It was hard to miss how haggard the pair looked – Ruby had not gone easy on them. “I can’t believe you ratted me out,” Yang muttered as Blake walked past. “You could have kept it a secret,” Weiss added. “And you two could have gotten something else to eat instead of stealing my cookies.” Ruby brandished her scythe. “Now stop blaming Blake and hand over those cookies.” What Blake hadn’t mentioned – and what none of the others knew – was that Weiss and Yang hadn’t been the first ones to take a cookie. In fact, the only reason they’d taken cookies was because someone already had. But of course, Blake wasn’t going to mention who that person was. She didn’t want to incriminate herself. Read the rest here.