rubies in the rough

selective and mutuals only oc multi-fandom, multi-muse blog. mun 25+.

[rubiesintherough]

Hey, everybody, Ruby here!  She/they, 25+. Welcome to my little corner of chaos. This here is a multi fandom, multimuse, oc rp blog.  Mutuals only and a little selective due to time and health. Looking forward to writing with you, and thank you for taking the time to check me out. Heads up that i do softblock personals on sight, if they don’t have a connected rp blog. Anti-ai.

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ps: replies are being posted in the queue, so might take them a bit to be posted. pls be patient with me, health has been kicking my ass lately

[thebrazenandbold]

"What, you've met some?" Poor manners. The humanization dulled the horror, distracting her from thoughts of drowning. She let herself be drawn in, propping her head on her fist and tilting her head at her host. "Rude how? Gimme an example. How did a horse offend you?"

[rubiesintherough]

No doubt she'd think he was joking, but Aedus continued on, regardless, " Regrettably. Several, in fact. And how else would they have offended me, but to drag me into their rivers...? And, yes, of course you could say I was foolish for not learning my lesson after the first time, but they disguise themselves very well. There I thought I was simply approaching a beautiful horse... What's more, when I didn't drown, they had the gall to be upset with me! A word of hard-earned wisdom, don't go trying to befriend a wild horse on a riverbank. "

[eddiediaaz]

BBC MERLIN 4.10 ✽ A Herald of the New Age

[rubiesintherough]

@sniffingoutdeath --- cont. from here

" I know I don't have to, you goober. But, I mean, if I was the one who scraped my hands up like this, you're telling me you wouldn't be patching me up... even if I said I was okay? Rude. " Page's smile betrayed her offended tone for the joke it was. " Now, hold still, okay? I gotta get this bandage tied, and I'm bad enough at that as it is. "

[rubiesintherough]

BLOG WIDE MEME CALL!   just   REPLY TO THIS POST   and let me know which of my muses you want things from, i’ll send them your way.  as many as you want.  or you can just   LIKE THIS POST  for a random assortment of them sent your way.  

if also a multimuse, you can lemme know which muse(s) of yours you want things for, if you have a preference, otherwise it’ll be dealer’s choice! open to any and all mutuals, whether we’ve interacted before or not.

[psyducksgfx]

comforting a lover after a nightmare

“ babe, wake up. “

“ you okay? “

“ i had a nightmare. “

“ you’re safe... “

“ are you awake? “

“ you woke up screaming. “

“ i need a minute. “

“ it just felt so… real. “

“ wanna talk about it? “

“ i’m here, okay? “

“ it's the third one this week. are you sure everything's okay? “

“ just hold me. “

“ you almost rolled out of bed, hit your head. caught you last second. “

“ will you stay up with me? “

“ it's just a bad dream. “

“ please don’t go back to sleep just yet. “

“ want me to spray the monster under the bed? “ “ “

“ can i stay with you? i had a really bad dream. “

“ here, take my hand. “

“ you kicked me... “

“ it’s just a bad dream. “

“ hey, look at me. look at me. it’s not real. “

“ wake up! “

“ i can't breathe... “

“ c'mere. lay with me. “

“ hey… are you crying? “

“ i'm glad you're here. “

“ hey, what’s wrong? “

“ let’s stay up for a while. “

“ this is so embarrassing... “

“ i woke up screaming? “

“ probably woke the entire neighborhood... “

“ you wanna tell me [about your dream]? “

“ it was like a horror movie... “

“ you good to go to sleep? “

“ i’ll stay up with you. “

“ i had a really crazy dream. like... really crazy. “

“ i think i’m gonna stay up for a while. make sure you're okay. “

“ you’re crushing my hand. “

“ hey, calm down. calm down. you’re okay. “

“ i’m going back to sleep, but don't hesitate to wake me if you need anything. “

originally posted by a now deactivated account (screnwriter)

[multiversalshenanigans]

Faith didn't even hesitate, grabbing a small fallen log, she hid it in the folds of her skirts.

She could hear the man getting closer through the trees.

"Pretend you know me." Faith whispered to the woman, as she moved to link arms with the other.

"If you have a weapon, get it ready, but keep it hidden."

[rubiesintherough]

Ah, this old ruse... tried and true. Amara gave the briefest, almost imperceptible nod of acknowledgement. And she did keep her weapon at her side. Her hand, fingers still arched and stretching toward the ground, just waiting for the spark of magic to glow within them, again.

" It has been so long since I saw you last. We need to do some catching up! " She could play this part, happily.

[rubiesintherough]

‘ crash landing ‘    for a starter of my muse falling out of the sky in front of yours due to injury, exhaustion, ect. — Helaena & Bren?? 👀

@throneruled

' Run --- ! ' Not words, a roar pouring with blood from scaled mouth. The sound rustled treetops, crimson painted leaves, and the knight heaved himself forward on wings half shredded... a beast lurching through the air and toward the figure far below.

There was no promise she would heed him. No reason to listen to the cries of a dragon, unknown... more a chance of her seeing him as a threat. But, no moment to change. There was no time to find some way of communicating any better, not yet. He just needed to urge her to run. Duty. The same that had Bren so often standing resolute beside her chambers, sword hanging at his hip... now brought him spiraling wildly down, legs, and wings, and azure scales all tumbling now into dirt. And it was this duty that dulled the pain of every injury as he shifted talons beneath himself. Trenches dug into the earth... he pushed himself upright, head rising and smoke billowing from flaring nostrils.

They surely couldn't be far behind him... an ambush, coming. And maybe they'd been scared away. Maybe his interruption had sent them scurrying off into hiding, nursing their still smoldering wounds. But, he would not take that risk. She needed to be back in the safety of the walls, where that mob couldn't reach her.

[pondarling-blog]

[kat-minnie]

[lcv3hcngover]

@rubiesintherough asked: "you're kinda freaking me out.” ( cora / cassian )

He doesn't answer at first, at least not in words as he's starting to lose the ability to speak when he can feel his bones starting to break and change which fills him with pain that keeps growing each time a bone snaps. His skin was changing too with fur sprouting up and his nails were turning into claws. He groaned against the pain as fangs slipped out that he never did get used to having after all these years.

"G-get...away from me." He managed with a voice that had become deeper and had an animal-like quality to it. He was starting to lose his humanity and Cassian knew if Cora didn't leave right now, she'd face the risk of being bitten or worse.

And if that happened, he wouldn't remember anything when he'd return to his human state. He tried again to speak, but it was too late now as a snarl escaped him as his change was growing stronger. Now he wasn't looking at the girl as an acquaintance; he was instead looking at her as a meal.

[rubiesintherough]

" Oh... oh, shit. "

Cora was already scrambling to get away from him by the time he spoke. Her head swung back and forth, debating climbing a tree to put distance between them, or searching out some body of water she could hide in until this was over. Could werewolves swim? Bare minimum, he wouldn't be able to keep up with her.

Her hands flew up in a placating gesture. Useless? Probably. From the look in his suddenly animalistic eyes, Cora doubted there was anything in him at the moment that'd recognize her as friendly. But, it was all she could think to do as she stepped back. Slow steps carrying her very carefully over sticks, and rocks, back to the edge of water.

" Okay, once you're... you, again, we're gonna need to have a talk. " And with that, she leapt backwards, splashing into the water. A transformation of her own in a flurry of scales and, in a moment, Cora was glaring at him, just the top of her head and narrowed eyes poking up from the surface.

[petalsprompts]

𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 + 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

minors dni, mature / usfw questions ahead. please specify muse when sending to a mumu blog.

... 01. what sexuality does your muse identify as, or most closely with? 02. when did your muse realise they had become sexually attracted to others? 03. what traditional 'turn on's' apply most to your muse? 04. what non-sexual act of foreplay most turns them on? 05. what are the top kinks that your muse enjoys? 06. what are some/a kink that your muse wants to explore? 07. how to they view sexual intimacy and love? 08. outside of the bedroom or domicile, where has your muse had sex? 09. do they prefer/tend to be dominant, submissive, both, or etc.? 10. how often does your muse indulge in self-pleasure? 11. what is your muses favourite, or most favoured, position/s? 12. how sensitive sexually is your muse? 13. does your muse enjoy wearing something special in the bedroom? 14. has your muse ever indulged in temperature play? if not, would they? if so; how did they find the experience? 15. relative to genre, has your muse ever used toys with a partner or themselves? 16. how vocal is your muse when intimate? 17. how confident is your muse in expressing their desires? 18. has your muse ever bathed or showered naked intimately with another? 19. how does your muse feel about eye contact during sex? 20. has your muse ever indulged in the use of restraints; whether using them on someone or themselves?

[rpmemes-galore]

for inhuman muses … sentence starters 

“you don’t look… quite right.”

“you’re not human… are you?”

“why didn’t you tell me what you are?”

“you have (wings/fangs/etc)? …show me.”

“as long as you don’t eat me, we’re all good.”

“i don’t care what you are. you’re still my friend.”

“you’re not (name). you can’t be… you’re a monster.”

“you might want to hide. they’re looking for your kind.”

“well, this’ll save you having to buy a halloween costume.”

“bite me. — wait, no, not literally. that’s a figure of speech!”

“what the hell are you? no, get away — what the hell are you?!”

“don’t worry, i won’t tell anyone what you are. your secret’s safe with me.”

“i understand, now. i know why you were so scared of anyone finding out.”

“—–would it make it awkward if i told you i’m kinda into (muse’s species)?”

“oh my god, you’re a (species), everything makes so much more sense, now!”

“yeah, you’re not human. you’re saying it like it’s some big reveal, but I already knew.”

[rubiesintherough]

“When does a man become a monster?” - for anyone

@assetfcrged

" In my understanding... to himself when he no longer has something to fight for. A man can do all number of monstrous things and deem it righteous, or quell his guilt, because it's all for the sake of a cause he believes in. Or for the sake of someone he loves more dearly than life, itself. When he loses that, he becomes a monster in his own eyes. --- To all those around him, I'd wager he's a monster at the first moment he decides the ends justify the means. The first cruelty. The first crime. The first betrayal he justifies to himself. But, a man can often, unfortunately, ignore the voices of reason or fear surrounding them when he's decided he is in the right. "

[rubiesintherough]

send me    ‘ swept away ‘    for your muse to find mine weak, cold, and exhausted on the bank of a river, after they’ve fallen in and been carried by the stream… - one of your kiddos?

@milleansxmort

This forest was a last haven. Children curled like squirrels among gnarled roots, huddled amongst themselves... here, they were safer than inside the city. Only the elder children needed to risk darting their way between pedestrians, slipping hands into pockets. Only the elder children needed to risk proximity to those so capable of harming them. That was her plan. That was how it was supposed to be.

Yet, here was one of the dangers, drifting limply down the river... a figure, waterlogged and possibly dead, and Eliza intended to leave her that way. It was only Minnie's begging --- that girl was too kind for her own good, too young to know better --- that forced the group's leader to stomp forward as the others watched, cautious.

Eliza's shoes sank into the mud of the bank. Her hands gripped at sodden fabric and tugged, muscles straining to drag the strange woman from the water. " Are you alive? " Muck dripped from worn fabric as she kicked out once, nudging the woman with her foot.

[rubiesintherough]

BLOG WIDE MEME CALL!   just   REPLY TO THIS POST   and let me know which of my muses you want things from, i’ll send them your way.  as many as you want.  or you can just   LIKE THIS POST  for a random assortment of them sent your way.  

if also a multimuse, you can lemme know which muse(s) of yours you want things for, if you have a preference, otherwise it’ll be dealer’s choice! open to any and all mutuals, whether we’ve interacted before or not.

[rubiesintherough]

it’s spicy sunday, so  if you want some spicy ( ns.fw )  memes in your askbox,  POKE THE HEART.  reserved for muses who have an established relationship of that nature, pls, but my im’s are always open for discussing potential ships if you wanna see about setting smth up

and if you wanna send spicy things at my muses, meme tag for that is here ( again, reserved for muses that have that kind of relationship )