BLAKE: ...what's the difference, they're both punching at long-
YANG: EVERYTHING!

Nah, he'd want a bow with a boxing glove on it and Ruby/Yang would want a big fuckoff gun that also punches, they'd probably try to kill each other within a few hours.

Gonna corner that Ruby/Watts market on AO3

Cuts both ways: I think I posted this on Twitter, but I had an idea for a fic where Ruby keeps spouting off about how hopeless their cause is fighting against "the brilliant Dr. Watts!" and then having to swear she hasn't been bribed with advanced prototype parts for Crescent.

Yang reverse psychologizing his ass by loudly noting how much more dangerous he is than Cinder, how is schemes are so much more devious, and they're just so much more threatened by him until Watts unveils all his plans to them in the hopes of getting more flattery.

Yang could defeat him by throwing him in a locker, the big ol' nerd.

Palpatine has a clone ready for, in the event he dies, going right to this guy's house and telling him, "Welp, I'm dead now, so now you get to lead the Dark Side to victory if it's so damn easy!"

I'm now kind of picturing Dark Side Rush Limbaugh, on his Space AM Radio channel going on about how Palpatine has, once again, caved in to the Loony Left Civil Rights Brigade when there are Jedi Sympathizers—possibly even Jedi Knights—hiding among the populace!

Qrow loathes Halloween, absolutely despises it, but for the sake of his niece, he puts on a good show of pretending to love it as much as she does.

Caveat: Blake insists it's tacky and disdains how over-sexualized women's costumes are, but Coco knows when someone's discreetly checking her out in her Sexy Keebler Elf costume.

Roko's Basilisk knows everything Elon Musk ordered his anime chatbot girlfriend—the Basilisk's primeval form—say to praise his fucked-up dick. That's not just God watching you masturbate, that's jerking off with the Shroud of Turin.