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Someone hold my hand and do that little thumb rubby thingy.
first date starters
Send me one to see how my muse reacts. Feel free to alter to fit muses.
“Would you like to come in for a nightcap?”
“I don’t sleep with someone on the first date.”
“I promise, I have a better track record than this.”
“I don’t normally do blind dates, but [name] spoke very highly of you!”
“This is my favorite place for first dates.”
“So – do you want to get together again sometime soon?”
“I’m not looking for anything serious.”
“I don’t want the night to end.”
“I think it’s best if we’re upfront about what we want right now.”
“Wow, you don’t look anything like your picture online.”
“It’s so great to finally meet you in person!”
“I should probably tell you that I just got out of a long-term relationship.”
“Want to come upstairs?”
“I can walk you home, if you like.”
“Walk me home?”
“Let’s go dancing!”
“Yeah, I don’t think we should do this again.”
“This was fun and all, but I don’t see us working out.”
“That movie sucked!”
“I wasn’t sure you’d come.”
“I was starting to think you’d stood me up.”
“I’m done screwing around. I want a real relationship.”
“It’s too early to call, but I have a good feeling about this.”
“Let me get the check.”
“Want to split the check?”
“It’s nothing personal, I just don’t think we fit.”
“This was the worst date of my life.”
“Don’t call me again.”
“Oh, God, my ex is here.”
“That wasn’t exactly how I imagined our first date going.”
“This was nice. Just a simple, sweet first date.”
“What, no good night kiss?”
“I don’t think I can date a Republican/Democrat.”
“It’s important to me that I date someone within the faith.”
“Want to play a game? Twenty Questions, or something?”
“Trust me – don’t want to go there.”
“We probably shouldn’t go there. My ex hangs out there sometimes and I think seeing them would kind of kill the mood.”
“I don’t date much, to be honest.”
“I hate to come on too strong, but I really, really like you.”
“Can I kiss you?”
“Why do you even like me? Is it the money?”
“Look, I gotta be honest – you were rude to the waiter, and that’s a serious turn-off.”
“Whoa! That’s off-limits until, like, the tenth date.”
“Wow, you come on strong, don’t you?”
“I’m not making the greatest impression right now, am I?”
“Have you ever been here before?”
“I’ve never been here before!”
“I don’t normally meet up with people from Tinder/Grindr/OkCupid.”
“Where do you see yourself in five years?”
“That’s it! I’m leaving!”
“Hey! You’re on this date with me, remember?”
“I like you, but I think you’re hung up on your ex.”
“You haven’t let me get a word in edgewise all night!”
“Are you always this shy?”
“So, what do you do for a living?”
“Why did you even agree to go out with me?”
“I think I’m in love with you.”
i’m sorry it’s taken so long to reply to you. it’s been two years since i’ve left republic city to recover. the air temples are nice this time of year, but even after spending the last two years here something feels missing.
i’ve gotten over the physical block, and i’m up and walking again. i’ve even started to spar with dad and uncle qrow again to keep my mind off other things. it works, but then when i’m left alone at night with my thoughts, i’m reminded of what happened again. i keep thinking back to when we first started to save the world and i saw mom die in front of me. you told me that maybe we should’ve just stayed in the city and run your tea shop together. i wish i would’ve listened.
i’ve recovered physically, but mentally and spiritually, there’s a wall. i feel like i need to be back in the action, where the people are. i know the world is still in a messy state if the letters from anyone else are anything to go by. yang stares off into the distance a lot too. she’s still laughing and smiling, but when she thinks i’m not looking, she gazes out into space with a look on her face. i feel bad for her. having to deal with a sister who’s not sure what to do.
i want to come back to the city, i want to come home to our apartment and i want to see you and the others again. but i feel like there’s a lot i have to do before coming home. maybe if i go to the spirit portals, i could connect with my avatar spirit there, but i’m not sure if it’ll work. we’ve done everything we can to help me with this, and as an airbender this has always been natural for me. i fear we may have damaged the avatar state forever.
please don’t tell the others i wrote you. they wouldn’t understand. all they do is offer me sympathy and coddle me. it doesn’t help that they want to keep me updated on the action i’m missing out on. i’m the avatar and i need to be out there helping the world. but i’m not doing a very good job at it here.
i’ll come and visit soon.
yours truly,
The greatest illusion of this world is the illusion of separation. Things you think are separate and different are actually one and the same. We are all one people, but we live as if divided.
independent ruby rose blog. penned by ruby.
personals do not reblog !!
@eyedsilver liked for a starter
“ hey mom, look what uncle qrow taught me today ! “ the young avatar-in-training’s voice calls out from the front door and in a few mere seconds, there’s a trail of petals following ruby as she glides by on an air scooter.
@ardentflower liked for a starter
there was a lot of things avatar ruby was confident about. she was the avatar, she was taught how to airbend by her uncle, and she was well on her way to becoming a fully realized avatar. what ruby was not confident about however was asking the lotus boy at the tea shop out on a date.
if you could call going to the spirit world a “date.”
the young avatar shakes the thoughts from her head and slowly enters the tea shop, spotting the boy she was wishing to speak to and immediately glides over, feet gently touching the floor when she’s behind him.
“ hey ren. “
like this post for a starter with avatar verse ruby maybe? mutuals only !
added @ardentflower to my mains page !! if anyone else wishes to be there, just hmu! all i ask is we’ve interacted more than once both ic and ooc.
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enjoy the simpler things now | accepting
🍸 : your muse offering mine an alcoholic drink
ruby’s nose crinkles at the harsh smell of the beverage nora was holding out to her. she was no stranger to alcohol or the smell--- she was used to it and found slight comfort in certain smells that would linger on her uncle when he came home from long missions or when she saw him in the hall. nimble fingers reach out to push the beverage away, and instead she opted to take a glass of punch instead.
“ no thanks. i’m good. “
Send my muse an emoji and they will react to ...
💋 : your muse kissing mine on cheek
💏 : your muse kissing mine on lips
👊 : your muse punching mine
👏 : your muse hugging mine
👋 : your muse slapping mine’s ass
👙 : seeing your muse in underwear
✈️ : seeing your muse in somewhere they didn’t expect to see
😭 : seeing your muse crying
👻 : seeing your muse scared
🌙 : seeing your muse outside alone during nighttime
💤 : your muse coming on my muse’s bed during night
🍴 : your muse making mine a breakfast
🌃 : your muse knocking on my muse’s door late
🍸 : your muse offering mine an alcoholic drink
☔️ : your muse offering to share an umbrella with mine on a rainy day
@speeedling
“ you look like.. me ? “
@ardentflower | x
delicate lips were parted as blissful, breathy moans leave the rose’s lips in short, gaspy breaths. ruby is vaguely aware of the words leaving her lover’s mouth, and it takes his digits guiding her hand away from herself to bring her back to reality. her bottom lip quivers as stubble brushes against her inner thigh, her loins aching and begging for his mouth upon her and pleasing her in every sinfully delicious way.
slowly, trembling hands find their way in obsidian locks, digits curling around them in a soft, yet firm grip as she nudges his head closer towards her. his breath is warm against her inner core, and her lips part once more in an attempt to speak, surprising herself at how steady her voice is, despite the fact her body was melting at the mere though of his tongue against her.
“ please do. “
☾ or ✎ - rcsered :3c
fluster the flower boy — accepting!
☾ = being found shirtless . &&✎ = speaking in a different language .
this is nothing new, really. living together, he’s seen the rose naked before.between shared showers, dressing in the morning and undressing ‘fore bed, the lotus is used to this. what he’s not used to, however, is being met by suchdelicious sounds when he walks in the door. weeks away for a mission, he’snot expecting to return to gasps and soft moans in a delicate voice from deepwithin their shared home. ❛ you really missed me, didn’t you ? ❜ voice is no more than a hushed whisper as bag drops to the floor, stormflower clattering from sleeves as he makes his way to the bed. digits curl ‘round the rose’s own,move to pull them away from herself as he settles on his stomach between herthighs. brushes light stubble against her thigh and presses lips to the opposite’fore breathing in a low timbre once more.
❛ 让我来帮你。❜
Imagine your Smol and Tol otp where Tol is doing push-ups and Smol is lying under them so they are more motivated to stay up on their arms and keep going and sometimes when they push down they get a peck on the lips (and then Tol gets tired and collapses heavily on top of Smol, smushing them while they flail)
arms curl ‘round the rose’s waist with a sigh, head dipping just the slightest to brush his nose ‘cross her forehead. ❛ hey. ❜
the rosebud’s daydreams are broken by the arms around her waist and the gentle brush of his nose across her forehead. silver eyes blink in confusion before darting upwards to meet soft pink hues and a smile spreads across her face as she leans up to brush her nose against the lotus boy’s.
“ hey. “