He didn't know the first thing about running a school, nor fixing a political disaster spanning all of Remnant. Hell, he didn't even know how to deal with the world-ending conspiracy in the background, let alone a former-headmaster-possessed child. Yet here he was, leading Beacon Academy into a new age of glory. Or ruin. Definitely a fair chance of the latter…

Victory can prove bitter, especially when you're the only one alive to see it. With the world in chaos and everyone he ever loved dead, Jaune Arc makes a deal with the devil for one last chance to go back and change it all. But devils don't play by the same rules as humans, and Salem never did say how far back he'd go. Or how much deeper the war between her and Ozpin really went.

When Jaune's forged transcripts were rebuffed, his only option was to return home in disgrace or forge a new life in Vale. Opening a diner was an impetuous decision, being good at it a stroke of luck. Becoming the favourite haunt for students, teachers and criminals alike…? That was neither, but it sure did keep things interesting. Wasn't the civilian life supposed to be easier?

He didn't know the first thing about teaching, Hell, he didn't even know the first thing about fighting! A shame then, that his forged documents painted the picture of an accomplished and skilled warrior. Now he's trapped teaching students his own age how to be hunters, when he doesn't even know himself!

In a world where your allies can be just as dangerous as your enemies, sometimes it can be difficult for a criminal mastermind to find a little stress relief. That blonde idiot, Jaune, was just unimportant enough, just malleable enough, to be a viable option. It was meant to be a one time thing, an easy lay. Emotions were never supposed to get involved.

Jaune wasn't exactly Blake's type, but giving him a hand was the least she could do after he helped her out... it didn't have to mean anything - no matter what Yang implied! Also would Ruby cut it out with the knowing looks, I'm just returning a favour! Blake x Jaune realistic romance, focused on their times at Beacon Academy.

Finally the week's holiday before the Vytal Festival, and for Professor Arc, it couldn't have come soon enough. Especially when he manages to snag tickets to one of the most expensive resorts in Vacuo. A full week's rest to himself, with no criminals, no crazy students - and definitely no vicious little multi-coloured slaver. Seven days with just sun, sand, sea and Neo... wai-Neo?

When Faux-Professor Jaune Arc wasn't busy pretending to be teacher, or dealing with Team RWBY sneaking into his rooms... or with Roman demanding favours. He was busy living the life of a teacher at the illustrious Beacon Academy. A spin-off series to professor Arc. Comedy/Parody

'Twas the night before Christmas and something went a little... wrong at Beacon. Now it's up to Professor Jaune Arc and the other staff to save Christmas, how could it ever go wrong? A festive Professor Arc one-shot for everyone.

A Red vs Blue miscellany filled with drabbles, prompt responses, and the occasional crossover. Wash/CT, Church/Tex, Sarge/Tex, York/Carolina, gen, etc..

Jaune and Blake are dating. No one else really gets it.

RvB. She didn't trust the coffee so she stayed away, shying like a horse all skinny ankles and fetlocks, supposed to be out on the great plain but the county was folding in half. Wash/CT, York/Carolina.

Red vs Blue. CT and York discuss life, paranoia, and whether anything is being filtered besides the slightly bitter coffee.

Red vs Blue. Alone in the desert, CT writes Wash a letter. Meanwhile, Wash tries to remember how to write his own name. Slight Wash/CT.

So that's how they found themselves huddled together on Carolina's bed, backs against the wall, singing every American anthem they could think of. Wash/CT and maybe York/Carolina if you really want it to be, ensemble if you don't.