So, while I know I said that the last story I posted was going to be a simple one-shot, I had an inspiration. Firstly, this isn't a continuation of the previous story. This is a separate one-shot with it's own timeline and background. Secondly, I've decided to convert this into more of a collection of one-shots. Basically, whenever I feel inspired to pen one, I'll post it here. There won't be a set time when they'll drop. One may drop a week or two after the last and another may take up to a month or even a year before I've decided to post something. Either way, they're meant to more spontaneous inspirations that might be funny, heartfelt, or inspiring in some way.

Daughter of the Sea

"She's beautiful," he said.

"You said that already," Weiss commented.

"I know and I meant it both times. She looks so much like her gorgeous mother," he said with a smile.

"I look like a wreak," Weiss shot back, her disheveled hair matted with sweat against her face.

"You're still the most beautiful woman in all of Remnant to me, regardless of how you look," Jaune countered.

"Idiot," she said, her smile contradicting her sarcastic comment. "What should we name her?"

"How about Yang?"

"We are not naming her after my teammate," Weiss deadpanned, "besides, what in the name of the Gods would give you that idea?"

"I promised I'd ask," he answered honestly.

Weiss rolled her eyes, unsurprised that he teammate would use her husband and newborn child as a means to offer a tasteless joke.

"Be serious, Jaune, what should we name her?"

Jaune looked to the infant he held cradled in his arms. She slept soundly, a small tuft of white hair pressed against her head. She was so beautiful that it was difficult for him to take his eyes off of her. She was his daughter, after all, his child, his most precious treasure.

"What about snow?" he suggested.

"Snow Schnee? That's a bit redundant, isn't it?" Weiss pointed out.

"Do you have any suggestions?"

"How about Joan? It's the female version of Jaune and would be appropriate?"

"Name her after myself?" he asked. "I think that's a bit much. I didn't exactly set a high bar, either. I was ignorant, arrogant, foolhardy, and weak when I first came to Beacon, even worse when I first met you," he pointed out.

"And you became determined, courageous, selfless, and loving. Your weaknesses became strengths and your faults your greatest qualities," Weiss argued.

"It would also be putting a lot of unnecessary expectations on her shoulders," he finished. "No, we'll choose a better name."

Gazing down at his child he began running through a list of names in his head. One by one he crossed them out, none of them feeling at all suitable for his daughter. As he contemplated this she shifted in her sleep, her tiny hands reaching out in an unconscious reaction. Seeing this he reached out his hand and watched as her tiny fingers grasped his. He felt them clench down, holding on as tightly as they could. It was almost as if she knew who it was and she wanted to keep him there.

He smiled, rubbing her fingers softly. In that moment she opened her tiny eyes and starred up at her father. A moment shared between father and daughter, a moment of inspiration.

"Sapphira," he said softly. "We'll name her Sapphira."

Weiss smiled and nodded in agreement. "That's a beautiful name," she said.

"A beautiful name for a beautiful child."

A little backstory on this one. This piece was actually inspired by the Jaina Proudmoore song "Daughter of the Sea" which preceded the latest WOW update. Like many fans I was completely enraptured by the song and visuals and was immediately inspired to write this. Don't ask me how the events of that song and this story correlate because, honestly, I don't quite understand it myself. It was an inspiration, leave it at that.

In truth this was going to be more than a simple one-shot. I had actually planned on this being the opener to a grander story that would revolve around Jaune and Weiss' daughter, Sapphira. The basic premise would include her living on her own in the Grimm lands, estranged from her family and friends due to an incident as a child that took her father's life. She blames herself for what happened and has convinced herself that her mother feels the same but in reality Weiss feels the exact opposite (she is her mother, after all). She is also "haunted" by the ghost of her father, whom only she can see, and who often gives her advice. Whether this "haunting" is something to do with her semblance, a hallucination, or something else entirely would be revealed at a pivotal point in the story. I've mostly shelved this idea to focus on my other projects but, should I find the time, I may start working on it at some point.