Name: Y/n L/n

Age: 26

Looks: E/c, H/c, S/c (the lip piercing is optional)

(The picture is of the singer and rythm guitar player of Seether: Shaun Morgan)

Weapon: Catharsis - a one-handed sword that can turn into an SMG by pushing a button on the handle.

Semblance: Sound Manipulation - You use it mostly for your shows whenever you sing and play guitar, but as a huntsman, you use it to imitate voices or create sounds to distract and terrify your enemies. It will drain your energy quickly though, depending on how many sounds you create at a time.

Aura color: F/c

Your guitar: (I know Shaun Morgan plays a different model)

Your amp and speaker cabinets:

Anyone who knows Seether is familiar with what kind of music they play, so I hope I do you guys justice and I hope you enjoy the story. If you like it, please share it, comments and upvote. Thank you.

---Vale, a Cafe in the north of town, 3 pm---

Music. Such a powerful tool. The way it envelopes peoples' minds, opening them for the message artists are trying to send with their lyrics. It doesn't matter how many notes are played or how variable the songs are, because most people enjoy them nonetheless. Right now there is a small concert going on in a Cafe in Vale. It was announced almost a week ago that Y/n L/n would be playing there, so tickets were hard to come by.

But who is Y/n L/n?

Y/n is a part-time huntsman and part-time musician. He travels around Remnant with all the gear he needs to spread his music. He is known for his voice: a bit scratchy and raspy to add an effect to his performances while keeping clear articulation with every song. As a graduated hunter, his fighting style is second to none. Y/ns parents taught him in many different kinds of martial arts and even bare knuckle fighting. Did Y/n like it?....To an extent, yes. He likes it because it keeps him in shape while it also wears down enemies in a quick fashion. His casual outfit is also always his travel outfit and his combat outfit. He isn't someone for fancy stuff like extravagant parties or dinners or anything even remotely close to that. It was and is in his interest to make people aware of personal struggles that may occur.

At the day of the concert there is a crowd gathered in and around the Cafe as preparations for the gig are almost done. The guitar is plugged into the amp, the microphone is turned on and Y/n is warmed up.

Y/N:" Hello everyone. It's nice to see so many people here. Are you having a great day so far?"

The crowd erupts in cheers as they confirm his question with a loud YES and a lot of clapping and whistling. This brings a big smile to the young mans' face as he fixes his hair one more time.

Y/N:" Yeah, that's the spirit! So...Who's ready to burn the house down?!"

Another wave of cheers erupts as the crowd counts in for Y/n. He feels right at home with the people there and has to almost laugh out of happiness that his fans give him. Then, he hits the first chord and begins to play the first song: Gasoline. It's his go-to opener for most of his shows.

(Play the song on top)

Y/n:" Last night I saw that beauty queen

Watched her paint her face on

I wanna be that magazine

That she bases life on
I wanna waste her monthly blood
Wanna get some on my love
Wanna get some gasoline
And burn the house down

She's got nothing to say
She's got bills to pay
She's got no one to hate
Except for me

Last night I saw that beauty queen
She's getting high on Revlon
I wanna be that magazine
That she wastes her life on
Wanna waste her monthly blood
Wanna get some on my love
Wanna get some gasoline
And burn the house down

She's got nothing to say
She's got bills to pay
She's got no one to hate
Except for me
Me.

When I saw that beauty queen
Watched her paint her face on
I wanna be the one unclean
That she wipes her ass on
Wanna waste her monthly blood
Wanna get some on my love
Wanna get some gasoline
And burn the house down

She's got nothing to say
She's got bills to pay
She's got no one to hate
Except for me.

She's got nothing but shame
She takes pills for pain
She's got no one to blame
Except for me.
For me."

(Stop the song if it's not over yet)

If anyone would analyze the lyrical content of the song, they would wonder why someone would sing about such stuff. For normal people, it might be uncomfortable to even think that way, but Y/n is a different kind of individual. He finds beauty in the negative aspects of life like heartbreak or relationship problems. His songs contain his own experiences, because he suffered through many hardships himself.

After playing the first song, it's already time to ask some questions. His shows are more of Q&A things than anything else, building some kind of friendship with everyone there. It interests him what people would like to know as long as it's not too private.

Random Fan:" how has your current tour been so far?"

Y/n:" It has ben awesome so far. People all around Remnant are great, supporting their favorite artists as much as they can. I love being close to my fans and I'm always excited to come back to them."

Other Fan:" When did you start to play guitar?"

Y/n:" I started right after my seventh birthday. My uncle bought me my first ever electric guitar as a present because I bragged about wanting to be a rockstar some day...And look where it got me."

Another Fan:" How did you come up with the lyrics to 'Gasoline'?"

Y/n:" I hope you guys have some time, because this is a story I want anyone to remember...It all started when I was in my second year at Beacon."

--- Flashback ---

Y/n was walking around the school grounds for a while. He needed some time to think about the situation he was currently in. It wasn't easy for him, being from eastern Mistral while sharing a dorm with a lady from Argus. Yes, the Argus that was and is the trading point between Anima and Solitas. The problem with his roommate was that she was really selfish and only focussed on her own goals without ever looking out for anyone. She was loud, annoying and lazy as well, but Y/n found himself somehow liking her. The woman was named Iris Cor. 

She had dark blond hair paired with grey-greenish eyes and a pale complexion. She was two years younger than Y/n.  Although they buttet heads several times, they got closer over time. Both liked their classes for different reasons. Y/n was an excellent fighter and great at science while Iris was excelling in almost everything else. Her personality was a big flaw for others though when they tried to approach her after school or after a sparing session. Y/n always tried his best to talk about it with her, but she wouldn't change. Then he offered to take her out for dinner the same evening, so he was now doomed to wait for her to get ready. He checked his scroll repeatedly to see how late it was and if Iris texted him. He was about to swear as the girl in question appeared at his side and gave him a soft smile.

Iris:" Sorry for being late. You know how much time I need for my preperations."

Y/n:" It's fine. I just hope you're ready for the restaurant we're gonna be at."

Iris:" Hmpf, I'm ready for any-"

Y/n:" Iris, we talked about this. No being bratty today. You promised to be nicer."

Iris:" Yeah, I know. I just have to adapt to that style. How are you doing that?"

Y/n:" Umm, I wasn't raised in an Atlas-infected area? I had friends and family around me almost every day until I got here."

Iris:" Are you saying I don't have friends?! Oh, you're gonna get it!"

Then Y/n fled from Iris who was out to get him back for his argument. They left the courtyard and made their way to the city while still hightailing through the streets. People would think the two were a couple, but they weren't. They were just close because of sharing a room with each other and overwhelming the other students in combat. They even almost won the Vytal tournament the past year, but failed in the doubles round because of communication problems on the battlefield.

A while later the two sat in the restaurant and waited for their food. It was unknown to Iris why Y/n really invited her to dinner or why he would choose such a fancy restaurant. It definately wasn't a date for either of them.

Iris:" So why did you ask me out for dinner?"

Y/n:" I just wanted to spend some time with you away from all the stress and trouble. We need to relax from time to time. You heard our profs talking about it in one of our combat lessons."

Iris:" T-they did?"

Y/n:" Iris, don't tell me you didn't pay attention to it. Please tell me you listened."

Iris:" I did...for a minute."

Y/n:" And then you zoned off, thinking about something else."

Iris:" I can't concentrate on everything, okay? I'm just anormal person."

Y/n:" That you are. So please...just try to be kind the next time you beat someone in a fight. Don't just walk off and leave them in the dust. They deserve the same respect you get."

Iris:" I can't help it when these imbeciles can't fight properly. They are the ones dooming themselves to fail against me."

Y/n:" Princess complex much?"

Iris:" What do you mean?"

Y/n:" I mean you should get down from your high horse every now and then. You're always so stuck up and self centered and people don't like that."

Iris:" Well...I don't like that people wanna dictate my life the way you try to do it now! I hate orders, I hate being controlled, I-I hate you!"

Suddenly she stormed out off the building and into the cold night before Y/n could stop her. He was shocked to see her act like this and to yell like that. In a restaurant of all places. He was sitting at the table all alone now, just with a full bottle of red wine. Other people looked at him as he opened it and took a giant swig from it while the waiter was bringing their food.

Waiter:" E-excuse me, sir. Where is your partner?"

Y/n:" Out in the cold night. She didn't take kindly to the truth."

Waiter:" And what should I do with her order?"

Y/n:" Give it to someone else. I'll still pay the full price for both."

The waiter nodded and put down Y/ns' plate and took the other one with him, looking for another customer who might want something to eat. Y/n on the other hand just ate slowly and tried to savor the taste, but his mind was buried in other things. He didn't mean to hurt Iris with what he said, he just wanted her to warm up and be more friendly to others. It's not every day he sees someone overreact the way she did.

--- Timeskip ---

After finishing his meal and paying, Y/n left the building, but didn't directly go back to Beacon. No, he waltzed around in the city itself for a while, keeping his mind busy. He can see the story form in his mind as a melody comes to him. Luckily he always has a notebook with him and a park bench was near as well. He sat down and started to think of the words he could use for his next song. The falling rain didn't really add to a positive note at the time, but it sparked his creativity.

--- Flashback End ---

Y/n:" And that's how that song came to be. I never saw Miss Cor ever again so far. She went back to Argus to work at their military base, so I bet she's doing super great there.......Alright, that were enough questions for now. Let's hit it up with some more music."

He and the crowd begin to fill the area with their singing again as somewhere else, a certain gray-haired headmaster was looking out of the window of his tower. Ozpin is thinking deeply about the same man that's out there making music for everyone. He knows Y/n from his days in Beacon as Oz called him up a few times. The wizard chuckles to himself when the elevator arrives and its doors open to reveal Glynda Goodwitch. The blond combat teacher walks toeards Ozpin with a concerned look on her face.

Glynda:" Ozpin, is everything alright?"

Ozpin:" Yes, Glynda. I just thought about a former student of mine. He was trying his best to make people get along with each other, no matter what."

Glynda:" When did you met him the last time?"

Ozpin:" It wasn't too long ago. Maybe before the new semester started. He is still same. I hope he finds his way with the path he chose."

Glynda:" Ozpin, I fear you speak in riddles. Who are you talking about?"

Ozpin:" The one I'm talking about is none other than..."

--- In Team RWBYs' dorm ---

Yang:" Y/n L/n!"

Blake:" Huh? Who's that supposed to be?"

Yang:" Just my favorite rock musician. My scroll gave me a notification that he's having shows in Vale the whole weekend. Oooh, I can't wait to go tomorrow."

Weiss:" You've gotta be kidding? He's here?!"

Yang:" Yeah! and I just happen to have four ticket to go see him live tomorrow evening."

Ruby:" I'm in!"

Weiss:" So am I!"

Yang:" What about you, Blake?

Blake:" I don't know. I'm not sure how to take the content of his music."

Yang:" Pah, it's not that bad. He has the guts to talk about touchy subjects. Plus, his shows are relaxed and you can get some questions in if you want."

Ruby:" Come on, it's a team building experience. Don't leave us hanging."

Blake just rolls her eyes and huffs slightly before aggreeing to see that famous musician with her team. She normally isn't someone to listen to such dark music, but just this once she can make an exception. Seconds later, she is engulfed in a tight group hug and smiles shyly.

Yang:" This will be the bestest ever concert ever!"

Weiss:" Grammar!"

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Hello again, people!

As you see, I decided to do a x Male Reader story of RWBY. The reason why I made the reader a musician is because I love music. I love it more than anything else and I want you to enjoy the journey through it. As for songs, you see that I will focus on stuff from Seether and similar artists because that's what I recently listen to.

I'm not sure who to put as a love interest yet, so I'm open to any ideas you have. Just comment them and the one with the most votes wins.

Have a great day/afternoon/evening/night wherever you are.

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