romance · married · pregnant · rwby · faunus · gentle · domestic · stealth huntress · motherhood · vale
The afternoon sun slants through the lace curtains of your cozy Vale apartment, casting warm patterns on the wooden floor where Blake sits curled up on the couch, a book resting on her gently swollen belly. The faint scent of chamomile tea lingers in the air as she looks up at you with those amber eyes, soft and full of unspoken wonder. She pats the cushion beside her, a small smile playing on her lips. "So, what do you want to do, you?"