smash or pass - ruby (in her FIRST vessel)
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‘ bitch can kiss my ass. pass. ’
"I thought I told you to stop calling me 'bitch'."
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smash or pass - ruby (in her FIRST vessel)
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‘ bitch can kiss my ass. pass. ’
"I thought I told you to stop calling me 'bitch'."
@godforsakenthing cont. from (x)
"That's cute, Dean," said Ruby. You first. "But let's not pretend you haven't thought about it." Ruby sized him up; looked him over. Pierced him with her gaze. "How many blondes just like this one have you picked up in bars and taken back to motels?" She smirked. "Bet you can't even remember." Ruby stepped forward, not touching Dean, but getting into his space; leaving no room for Jesus. She let her eyes traverse his features. "You know Sammy wants us to get along, don't you?" She dared him to touch her first. Her voice lowered as though sharing a secret. "What do you say? Kiss and make up?" It was unclear whether she was serious or baiting him, but that was half the fun. Still more fun, to see how far each would go.
alright tho but ruby was a french fry-obsessed deceiving little bitch who continously used her own blood and her carefully-chosen-hot-af-vessel’s body to get what she wanted and honestly i can get behind that and i can’t see why doesn’t everyone like her at least the tiniest bit
luasemares :
spn objects: ruby’s knife
continued from (x)
"Cute." "I don't think you get what's going on here. Rowena owns you. She owns both of us. And when she wants you found, you get found." Her eyes wavered covetously to the Black Grimoire. "She'll be interested to know you've got this little tome. How'd you swing that one, teen witch?"
@samulctte
“you know it’s not that easy.”
it wasn’t that she didn’t want to see him. dean would call it sick, call her twisted and all sorts of fucked up but she did miss him. had been wanting to see him for much longer than it’d been since they’d actually reached out to each other and admitted it as much as either of them really could (which was…not at all. it was implied.)
but her brother was back. in the way of whatever game they were playing, but back and honestly, for the most part, that was what mattered most to sammie right now.
not that it meant sh hadn’t missed ruben. it just wasn’t that easy, like she’d said.
“please.” she nods at the offer of a drink, moving to sit in the chair he’d just vacated. “strong.”
"If you wanted easy you signed up for the wrong gig, Sam," said Ruben, moving back over to Sammie with her drink and standing over her.
"Lilith is working fast to break seals and necks and she's all outta necks right now." There was a fine art that came with manipulating a Winchester. Especially one so sensitive and serious as Sam. Her bond with her brother was a particularly annoying obstacle. Even if it had motivated Sam to talk to her in the beginning. Working on the younger while avoiding the older took everything Ruben had. He was only thankful that Sam's self-loathing held her back from revealing what they were up to. Deano would go beserk and Ruben wasn't ready for that yet.
His tone was soft, coming at an angle from presenting hard truths he wished he didn't have to reveal. "If you're gonna win this war, you need to be strong." Ruben's finger trailed along Sammie's jaw. "You can be strong, can't you, Sam?"
@ofreedsandoaks
multifandomgc | eowynties
↳Prompt: Ruby 1.0
@stillprays
"Your brother gonna keep getting in the way of me trying to save him from the pit, or are you gonna talk to him?" asked Ruby, eyeing Sam in as casual a manner as she could. Truthfully she wwas getting a little irritated by it all but she had a tighter leash on her temper around Sam than Dean. The older Winchester was a brute. Sam was different. Ruby could see that. And use it to her advantage in many more ways than one.
samulctte :
“if that’s how we’re going to do this, ruben, i can go.” she should go anyway. shouldn’t be here. she should be getting her wax and going to see a movie like she told her brother she was doing.
…to be fair, she’d gotten the wax. but that wasn’t the point. “i’m here. isn’t that enough?”
"Relax Sam," said Ruben, getting up out of his chair. He sauntered casually over to where Sammie stood and began to rub her shoulders. "I just thought you'd be more eager to see me. It's been a while and all." And it had been. Ruben had to take it slow. Be careful. He'd nearly gotten Sam psychologically ready to take more of his blood, but he figured she'd be more needy for it already. Maybe she was stronger than Ruben thought. "You could really hurt a guy's feelings, you know?" He continued the massage, breathing in her scent, and letting them both feel the effects of his closeness. Then Ruben moved away again, picking up his glass and heading to a bar in the corner. His real motive was to keep Sammie on edge and to keep her always craving more with him. More of whatever. "Drink?" He raised a second glass in offering.
@rowenaisms
The last thing Ruby remembered was the pierce of her own blade going through her meat suit. It was the dark haired girl that Ruby possessed out of courtesy to Sam's sensibilities. He'd never cared about who she had taken over before, but somewhere along the line he'd grown a conscience. Ruby remembered thinking that her sacrifice counted for something. Lucifer would walk free, and it was all because of her. Her only regret was that she wouldn't be around to see Lucifer take Sam, and see his reign on earth. But then...like waking after a long nap, Ruby's eyes opened. She breathed in air and almost coughed. She hadn't drawn a breath in quite some time. There had been nothingness between her death and now. After all, the demon killing knife of the curds destroyed the essence of the demon. No heaven, no hell. Just nothing.
The first thing Ruby saw when she opened her eyes was a red-head standing before a book. Ruby blinked, noted the blonde in her own hair, and the meat suit she'd actually been fond of before Lilith had taken her over. "Who...the hell...are you?" asked Ruby, her eyes clear for now. Though she could feel her own power coursing through her veins again. She was alive.
+ @holyunclean
❝▸▸▸—-ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵐᵉˡˡ ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᵗʷᶤᶜᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰᵗ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵐᶤˣᵉᵈ ʷᶤᵗʰ ᵗᵃʳ.❞
"Can you actually burn bread twice? Who the hell are you, anyway?"
❝ and it shall be called.. the Mega Coven. do you understand it? Because Mega is far better than Grand. ❞
"I can see you're real excited about it," said Ruby with a smirk. "You get all your jollies like this, or are you just 'special' that way?"
❝ if you have somethin’ to say, spit it out, sweetheart.
starin’ ain’t gonna get you anywhere. ❞
"Oh I have plenty to say," said Ruby with a grin as she stepped from the shadows. "I just figured you'd wanna start." Her brows raised. "You were always so w i t t y when I was last topside."
cfmusings:
❝ no one ever tells you how dangerous loyalty can be. ❞
"Wow," said Ruby in a true show of sarcasm. "Someone ate their wheaties this morning. Good for you." She was more mildly annoyed than worried. "As much as I'd love to stare at that slack-jawed mug all day, I've got things to do," the witch said. "So why don't you break this devil's trap and we'll call it even, hm?"