It was during fall, high school had just started and I was in my junior year. You had just moved from Trotokyo, I remember seeing you on the first day wearing a Kimono. You got everyone’s attention with your gorgeous looks and I thought that I’d never have a shot, that you were well beyond my leagues. I admired you from afar as you gained popularity with all the boys, though I now know that it was something you never wanted. One day I dropped my lucky D20, which I’ve owned for as long as I can remember. It rolled down the steps and I chased after it, since magic was prohibited in campus, and that is when I saw you being bullied by a group of the popular ponies. They were picking on you because they thought you were trying to be more popular than them, which was far from the truth. All you wanted was to make some friends but it seemed as though they didn’t care to listen.
Can you believe that I was actually going to walk away at first? I felt like a level one paladin fighting Tiamat and I was very ashamed of that. But when I heard the damsel’s cry, I ran in front of the threat without a second thought yelling, “Leeeeeeeeeeeeeroy Jenkins,” just like any heroic warrior should do. Though I got my flank kicked, what mattered to me the most was that you were safe. From that day we were inseparable and became the best of friends. About three years later I nervously asked you to be my special somepony, which at the time seemed more terrifying than trying to take on the Tomb of Horrors, you smiled and said yes.
I never had much to give to you but about four years after becoming your special somepony I decided to give to you my most prized possession. Everything was secretly set up well before the convention. I asked our friend Phathusa Moonbrush to help me pick out an engagement Choker, she had suggested a ring instead but I feared that you might lose it during a flight and it made more sense with the type of relationship we shared. It wasn’t an easy choice to pick a day to ask you, but the last day seemed the easiest because it would be the least expected and you would be cosplaying as my favorite manga gal Fujiko. Moonbrush had asked one of her friends to stage a photo shoot for the both of us while we visited her, needless to say I was more nervous as a rogue rolling to see if he could steal the crown off the king’s head.
As we began taking up different poses I quickly made a switch to one of my props. I got on my knees and pulled out a jewelry box, this was something we’ve been using all day for a classic ‘Lupin’ style scene that had a fake ring. As I opened the box I saw your eyes light up in awe, you gasped, dropped your prop and froze. “My dear Sureibu,” I said slowly, “will you join my party and take the ‘Wife’ class?” You paused for a moment, which seemed as though a slow spell was cast on us, you dried up your tears and said “Yes.” You took the choker and laughed as you noticed what was dangling from it, the same D20 that led me to the greatest adventure I’ll ever have.
Full Scene Commission for RWBY-Fan alongside a snippet of his OCs’ story (which he wrote, of course!)
Guest-starring the OC and some art of Phathusa Moonbrush (warning: NSFW) and a smattering of OCs whose Tumblrs I don’t know/won’t divulge.