I'M STILL TRYING.

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nyello friendos i’ve done it i’ve remade and i’m finally finished! all my old stuff is still available over at @ryoshan-a but i’ll be migrating headcanon posts over and stuff. if you’re still interested in rping with my yang, would you mind REBLOGGING this post? bless y’all for your support and patience <3 

[ryoshan-a]

wee update!! 

i am going through with a reboot of this blog, but slowly. that was a long weekend, and i’ve got precious little free time coming up thanks to work patterns. but it’ll happen!! i’ll be using the same url, but now blog, new tags, new theme etc. i’ll be back as soon as i’m able. thanks for your patience and support, you’re all invaluable to me!! 

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❝ hey, wait. ❞ she reached her hand out and rested it on yang's shoulder, enough to stop her in place. once she was confident she had yang's attention, she gently raised the sleeve up yang's arm. her eyes flickered to the stark red dripping down her skin. ❝ huh. i knew you got hit there earlier. ❞ blake looked up towards yang's eyes. ❝ let me treat it? ❞

UNPROMPTED    |    @rebellas

    “huh?” 

truth be told, yang hadn’t even NOTICED. the first twinge of pain only comes once blake shifts her sleeve, and she sees the loosed blood that had once been trapped under the fabric. maybe the pressure of the jacket had kept the pain at bay, but now it was sure making itself heard. 

    “oh. ow!” 

    (still a delayed reaction, though.) 

her other hand reaches over to hold her sleeve up, peering down at the gash and wondering why her aura hadn’t caught up to it yet. what follows is a smile that’s SHEEPISH, that reminds her that she’s still the LOOSE CANNON of the group. 

    “i guess i pushed my semblance harder than i thought in that last fight, huh?” she says, eyes flicking between blake and the cut. she toys with refusing the offer – her aura will kick in eventually, then all that’ll be left is to make sure she doesn’t get any blood on the carpet in the dorm. weiss wouldn’t thank her for that. but the other option is to take the opportunity. blake’s gained a reputation already as the quiet one, despite her raucous company. that didn’t stop behind closed doors. 

she shrugs and immediately regrets the motion, something like a hiss escaping between her teeth as she does so. 

    “sure. i didn’t know you were a doctor.” she grins, extending her elbow to nudge blake in jest. she ends up regretting that too. “ow – yeah, before i do MORE damage to it, would be nice!” 

[ryoshan-a]

like, nya :3

           OvO?

[ryoshan-a]

poses gently 

i know i’ve been awol and done nothing to deserve anyone’s attention so it might be a little rich coming and posting this now, but i really, really miss writing yang. i’m at a point where i actually have super few threads, but everything feels messy and clogged up, and a clean slate would make it so much easier to write here. 

my question is, if i remade, would y’all still be interested in writing with my yang? 

[ryoshan-a]

( daffodil ) colorshifts

          “ mm, ”  amitola begins, cheeks blushing rose - pink   at the mention of her being sweet ( only someone so bitter to the core they’re rotting could think she’s sweet.  right ? ).  with an eyebrow cocked, a smirk now laying on her features, ilia lets out a soft chuckle.  “ &&. what’s that supposed to mean, yang ?  do i not look very sweet ? ”  reptile teases, &&. her hand reluctantly slips into the flame - wrought girl’s.  but the smirk quickly dies into a frown.  atlas’s name rings through her ears like a nightmare ripping her brain apart, &&. it takes all of ilia’s will not to turn a horrid shade of blue right then &&. there.  “ yeah.  let’s — enjoy tonight, then. ”  shaking off the nerves, ilia realizes:  there’s something about the blonde, something welcoming &&. warm &&. comforting that makes the faunus glad she’s spending the evening with her and not somebody else.  it’s been a long time since i’ve felt like this.  amitola’s thumb brushes mindlessly along yang’s knuckles, &&. her pursuit of ice cream ( &&. independence ! ) will not be ruined by a certain feline.

     yang didn’t exactly mean it to be taken so literally, and for a moment she was ready to blabber just how sweet ilia DID in fact look. but see, then she caught the coy little smile, and it became all too apparent that ilia was FLIRTING with her. well, yang could give as she GOT. her hand tightened around ilia’s, pulling her from seated and just maybe letting her hand linger, her own grin spreading wolfishly across her lips. 

    “oh i don’t know about that,” yang drawled, turning heel and making her way to the door, tugging ilia as she went. “but you sure do look sweeter when your eyes are sparkling like that.” 

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( DAFFODIL) colorshifts:

          ICE CREAM.   when has she ever had that luxury in the last few years ?  it was something of a rarity in childhood — if her parents had some extra money, they’d allow ilia to have some, or on occasion they’d serve it at lunch in prep school.  sure, she enjoyed it in the times she’d been able to have it, but it reminded her of her sad upbringing, some nights not even having dinner.  the thought, however, gets cut off by yang’s next words.  hmm, she’s close !  but not quite.  ilia smirks upon viewing the blonde’s wink, so CONFIDENT in her answer !  “ mmm, almost.  cookie dough, ” she replies, smug look on her countenance, fondly recalling what, in prep school, seemed like a pretentious fucking flavor of ice cream.  spots flash yellow once again at the thought of ice cream — how juvenile, childish, and yet yang makes it seem almost romantic enough for a first date ( but it’s totally not a date, right ? ).  “ are you wanting to go, then ?  exploring seems like it would be fun, too. ”

    “cookie dough, huh?” yang parrots, tilting her head and something of a sly grin crossing her lips. it’s amazing how quickly she can FORGET the grey cloud that had been rippling overhead for the best part of a few hours in her pursuit to chase away ilia’s. it’s a skill of hers she prizes and has no intention of changing. “you’re SWEETER than you look.” 

    she stands, offering out a hand to ilia. “better than holing up here, right? besides, it might be our last chance, i heard we’re leaving for atlas soon.” 

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rebellas:

     they say the best way to tell a story is to let imagination run its work in place of a long, tedious explanation. show, not tell, so blake’s heard. so what does it mean when she stands in front of yang’s door, five minutes into staring at a spinning splotch of wood, her heavily bandaged fingers wrapped around a guitar with splinters that poke at her skin? the idea of watching yang interpret this makes blake’s breath wither.

     regardless, she knocks on the door.

     ❝ yang. it’s blake. ❞

     the funny thing about peace is that once it’s been turned upside down, you stop trusting it. it returns, and you watch it like a scorned lover for any signs of change, any hint that it’s going to toss you from its back at the smallest of hurdles. yang’s life will never be like it was BEFORE, but this past few days have been so calm as to put her on edge. the knock (no-one knocks in this damned house) makes her teeth feel like glass. 

   the voice, however, soothes it. 

    “oh, ow!” shouldn’t have tried to stand up when she’s been hunched over a desk for hours. her right hand extends, metal fingers working into her shoulder muscles. “come on in.” 

[ryoshan-a]

ok. listen i know i havent been here in ages and this isn’t an original idea but hear me out:

RWBY as a live action tv series, and our characters as the actors, actresses, and crew.  

set in our world modern verse. featuring a small production company, employing and casting crew and actors from all over the world. not convinced yet? here’s why y’all should indulge me: 

your muse canonically dead or afk? not anymore!! they produce the show now. or write it. or just hang out on the set when they’re free. 

your muse a villain and hard to rp with other folk? not anymore!!! let them be pals with the most unlikely of other people. see how they deal with fndm hating their character. (or loving their char too much)

your char an oc? nOT ANYMORE. theyre canon chars now. maybe they write the show. direct. tell qrow off when he almost posts spoilers on twitter. ANYTHING

whats a crossover? the ocs you rp with are now actors/crew in their own universe’s movie/game/tv show. the chars from other fandoms are actors/crew in their source’s show/movie/game. 

your ship a rarepair u jump through hoops to put together? not anymore!! their actors are shacking up. 

lbr we’re all suffering the hiatus. who needs canon material for this!! they’re in shooting for the eps that’ll air in october. 

seriously, how easy would it be to get,, literally the entire community involved in something like this. TAG ME IF YOU DO!!! i wanna see what folk come up with!!

still not convinced? here’s some ideas i came up with, with the help of @iruzurru and @rosescattered. obv if i mention your muse and you wanna get in on this dont feel like you have to follow these!! these are just meant to inspire™

under the cut, cause lONG: 

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[ryoshan-a]

ok. listen i know i havent been here in ages and this isn’t an original idea but hear me out:

RWBY as a live action tv series, and our characters as the actors, actresses, and crew.  

set in our world modern verse. featuring a small production company, employing and casting crew and actors from all over the world. not convinced yet? here’s why y’all should indulge me: 

your muse canonically dead or afk? not anymore!! they produce the show now. or write it. or just hang out on the set when they’re free. 

your muse a villain and hard to rp with other folk? not anymore!!! let them be pals with the most unlikely of other people. see how they deal with fndm hating their character. (or loving their char too much)

your char an oc? nOT ANYMORE. theyre canon chars now. maybe they write the show. direct. tell qrow off when he almost posts spoilers on twitter. ANYTHING

whats a crossover? the ocs you rp with are now actors/crew in their own universe’s movie/game/tv show. the chars from other fandoms are actors/crew in their source’s show/movie/game. 

your ship a rarepair u jump through hoops to put together? not anymore!! their actors are shacking up. 

lbr we’re all suffering the hiatus. who needs canon material for this!! they’re in shooting for the eps that’ll air in october. 

seriously, how easy would it be to get,, literally the entire community involved in something like this. TAG ME IF YOU DO!!! i wanna see what folk come up with!!

still not convinced? here’s some ideas i came up with, with the help of @iruzurru and @rosescattered. obv if i mention your muse and you wanna get in on this dont feel like you have to follow these!! these are just meant to inspire™

under the cut, cause lONG: 

taiyang and summer club together every year to fund a holiday for the entire cast and crew to celebrate the end of a season. they buy out an entire plane for the journeys and instigate travelling songs 

taiyang is a writer for the show who played ruby and yang’s dad more as a cameo, but got given more scenes when the character proved rlly popular 

summer is a writer too. noone, not even tai knows she’s gonna be playing summer when she shows up later in the show >:3c 

emerald and cinder being best friends who play up icly for the fans. emerald throws down on twitter with anyone who harrasses cinder for playing a baddie 

winter wasn’t an actor originally. she writes novels, but she was on set one day waiting for weiss to finish shooting so they could go to lunch. 

she was given first dibs on an audition to play weiss’ ic sister and nails it. weiss insists she’s not even acting, she’s just Really Like This 

winter writes fanfic of emerald/cinder on ao3 for shits and giggles dont @ me. noone knows its her bc she uses winter’s ic callsign as a username and ppl just assume its a winter fan

this is yang’s first big acting job, but she’s Known in celebrity circles because her mom is the Very Famous Raven Branwen.raven’s a household name 

raven subsequently gets cast as her real mom because it just makes sense and would boost the series’ popularity following her guest appearance at the end of volume 2 

qrow is very vocal about his character’s storylines and supports charities relating to substance abuse. he frequently finds himself in twitter discourse with fans because he loudly discourages romanticising his character 

this gets him accused of hating his character, which he doesn’t. fandom either loves him or hates him 

qrow and raven arent siblings but they might as well be because they’re so fking close and roast each other on twitter all the time 

neo’s actress is actually a really famous opera singer who’s breaking into acting. this gives rise to the popular fanon that neo actually can talk and has a bitchin’ voice but chooses not to. 

emerald’s an orphan. she bounced around kids homes and developed a great talent for lying in the process. hearing a drama teacher describe acting as ‘lying really well’ sealed the deal for her career choice. she’s had bit parts and lives in a shitty apartment until rwby becomes her first big break. 

coco was a big actress in france. she came to america seeking to break into hollywood, and found it pretty difficult. she’s emerald’s roommate, and it’s emerald who tells her about the opening for a member of team cfvy and pushes her to audition. 

ilia has to wear one of those green screen suits all the time so they can animate her scales. yang gets a selfie with her every time she’s wearing it. takes upon takes have been ruined by blake and sun laughing at her. 

it annoys ilia at first. then, she starts to find it funny. then, she gets her own back by purposefully making people laugh. she does the yoshi mlem every time she cracks her whip. 

pyrrha’s actress routinely gets bit parts and cameos in future volumes bc the cast and crew love her so much they want her around all the time. she’s like 50% of the reason a comedy mini-series where nothing bad happens exists alongside the main series. 

the entire cast and crew rallying around cinder after v3 when the fan backlash comes from pyrrha’s onscreen death. they throw a party after to celebrate pyrrha and cinders great performances. its a greek theme

team rwby, smartasses that they are, all come dressed as achilles with little papier mache arrows stuck in their heels

weiss is a Career Showman. she started off in ballet, then moved to broadway, then onto the bigscreen. she’s had a huge amount of success despite how young she is, and was continually pushed to land greater and greater roles. she suffered a very publicised breakdown because of the stress. 

she ‘disappeared’ in the showbiz scene when she went to live with winter in her remote little writing shack in the middle of assfuck nowhere to recharge. 

rwby is her first acting job since then. she was hesitant to start back at all, but finds herself extremely supported and refreshed by the small, close-knit production. 

blake’s had to work twice as hard for every role she’s ever landed due to being an ethnic minority. her professionalism makes her seem closed off and cold, so she hasn’t made many friends. she has a small, devoted fanbase, though.

summer is one of those fans, and has always wanted to cast blake in something. her character was written with her in mind, and summer was elated when blake accepted the proffered audition and subsequent role in rwby. 

ruby is summer and tai’s daughter!! they are not shy at all about saying that her part was written For Her. they don’t apologise for it either fuck u they created this show they cast who they want. 

the red trailer only initially existed for ruby to do a screentest of her character. it was so well produced and nailed so hard they made it promotional material and wrote the white, black and yellow ones to go with it. 

ruby grew up reading her parents’ stuff and writing her own, too. in school, she wrote, directed and produced an entire play for her classmates, but never thought of acting until her parents suggested she play the lead in this new show they’ve been thinking about. 

ruby and yang met on set. they’ve been thick as thieves ever since. 

...AND SO ON I COULD DO THIS ALL DAY GUYS 

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( moonlight ) @numerosis​ x

          A PANG OF HURT SWEPT THROUGH THE CAGE   of her chest at such words: ‘ i won’t ever hurt you. ’  those words … they’d been spoken to her before.  and not in any way laced with love and care, no, those words were once doused in malice.  manipulation.  bad intention.  but now … she was past that.  she knew yang, better than most people.  that wasn’t how she meant such words.  especially not with the way she pressed lips to blake’s neck, as if it would break at any moment.  like it was her world.

          but before anything about that could be said, yang was choking on her speech, and feline ears drooped low in response.  to feel safe.  aside from her parents’, it was arguable that this pair of arms was the only one she felt safe in — and she was responsible for the loss of one of those arms.  “ hey, it’s — ”  don’t say it’s okay.  maybe she’s not okay.  “ i’m here. ”  for now, she decided not to pry on whatever chaos ensued in the blonde’s head, and just hold her.  the way she should have after the fall of beacon.  the way she should have for all those months yang spent recovering.  arms curled around her partner’s torso, clutching their figures together as if their lives depended on it.  several kisses ( slow, steady, soft ) were planted into cascading yellow hair, and for a moment, blake wondered what she would’ve wanted to hear in a time of such vulnerability.  for yang to break down like this … this was uncommon.  this was how she knew that yang loved her, trusted her.

         “ yang … i’m not sure what’s going on, but i’ve got you. ”

    curling into blake, there was no way that yang could feel any smaller, and perhaps that was for the best. she made herself a boulder on the battlefield, a target,, a focus, larger than life. tangled in blakes arms with her face buried into her neck, it felt almost as if yang could actually hide from it all and take this space for herself. of course, her own mind niggled that she had no reason to cry, pointed out that she couldn’t place a reason for doing so at all, but her heart was too overwhelmed to hear it. all she heard now was the soothing murmur of blake’s voice. she felt her teeth digging into her lip, and was conscious enough to stop it before she started tasting metal. 

    (let the tears come, her father had said once. well, more than once.)

    “i just...” 

    no, don’t explain, not yet. yang stopped trying, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. it didn’t matter why, anyway. it didn’t matter what had come up behind her and overwhelmed her unexpectedly. it didn’t matter there was a wealth of issues beyond this one yang hadn’t yet touched upon, had left buried and raw. blake was here. no matter what came next, the battles to come and demons to be conquered, blake would be here this time to see her through it. 

     and that’s all that mattered, somehow. 

[ryoshan-a]

( daffodil ) colorshifts

          “ i appreciate that. ”  chameleon notes, small smile creeping onto her face, though it’s quickly wiped away.  there’s brief moment of worry / a fleeting notion that she could never talk to yang about what truly bothered her.  for as long as it would take for her to get over her affections for the feline, it was possible.  she may have to bury those feelings, strangle them to death and toss them off a cliff in her body.  even if right now, she struggled with these emotions, she would have to overcome them for the better.  wouldn’t she?

          rather than mope, ilia decides to try to maintain the positive mood yang has provided her with.  it’s then that she briefly thinks that the blonde reminds her of sunflowers, tall, strong, bright.

         “ what tricks do you have? ”

    “well, i dunno if you’ve had much of a chance to do some exploring since you came around, but i know of a mean ice cream stall not too far into town.” 

    she knows of several, actually, and a lot more besides. say what you like about haven, the place didn’t lack colour in the upper wards, and even with the largely unexplained chaotic events at the school, it seemed like the community was determined to continue on their day to day. more power to them, too, in yang’s eyes. 

    “you look like... the chocolate chip type to me.” yang says, topping the guess off with a cocky wink. “or maybe raspberry ripple!” 

[ryoshan-a]

:/

[ryoshan-a]

okay i swear im not letting the hiatus beat me, HOWEVER if you’re not: 

@mcka

@colorshifts / @defectore

@rosescattered

@thuskindlyiscatter

@nvvrrmorr

then please consider our thread dropped! sorry, but work is hotting up, i’m running another blog and family stuff is taking over my life so i need to cut back. i’m still always up for random ic asks, though, and encourage them if you can deal with my slow ass! 

if i’m not here, you can find me at GAYVALRY, or hit up my discord which i’ll fling under the cut. YOU MUST TELL ME WHO YOU ARE IF YOU ADD ME OR I WON’T ACCEPT. 

Keep reading

[ryoshan-a]

LOOKALIKE

    now, hana has encountered a wide variety of things that were strange and peculiar. like losing a d.va - look - alike contest at one con she’d gone to a while back ( the winner looked NOTHING like her !! ) and having fans gloss over that she was even there ( it was more funny than anything, truth be told. )

    but not once had she met someone who mistook her typical gear as cosplay. 

    a look of confusion flashes across her face as she puts her drink down. ❛       it’s not a cosplay, but… thanks ?      ❜

    yang laughs to start with -- till she realises the girl in front of her isn’t laughing either. jeez, she even SOUNDS exactly like hana song. yang should know, she MAINS d.va and there’s nothing quite like running around behind your teammates and spamming ‘winky face! winky face! winky face!’ until they kick you from the group. if she didn’t know it couldn’t possibly be true, she’d say she’s sharing a table with the actual hana song. but that can’t possibly be true, right?  

              “hah -- what, you tellin’ me you impersonate d.va professionally?                                        i hope you’re paid well, it’s... a SPOT ON impression!”

[ryoshan-a]

RUBY

     Ruby would let Yang drown the world in tears, if needed. Her own tears dried sooner than Yang’s, and she was glad for it. She recalled the way Yang always comforted her when she was in her arms, crying until her eyes burned red and her face swelled plump. Ruby brought her hand to Yang’s back, rubbing in long, rhythmic circles, and she would give her a kiss on the head, occasionally, when she felt a small shudder from her shoulders. 

     When Yang pulled away, Ruby greeted Yang with a smile. They both did. They gave a small, little smile, no more than a star would move an inch after a thousand years, but Ruby knew it was the truest one they’d shared in a long, long time. Yang needed this moment, and Ruby would provide it to her until she no longer walked on Remnant. She rested her hands on Yang’s.

     “I’m not done yet,” Ruby said, and shook her head lightly. “Absolutely not done yet. I just thought of something we can do to make this day better… um, well, unless you feel like you need some alone time instead. Which is perfectly fine! I gotta put a cold towel on my eyes. They feel so puffed right now. And I’m rambling. You want me to get you a cold towel, too?”

    that empty feeling was rearing its head again, but this time yang welcomed it with open arms in the wake of the tidal wave of EVERYTHING. none of it came with surprise -- yang had always felt things in extremes, and this emptiness was a cleansing one, rather than a hollow one. it made it easier to take breath, like a vent cleared of debris. she wasn’t fighting the chaos just to live, anymore. 

    “yeah... yeah.” yang said, hands -- well, one hand, she’d learned her lesson already about rubbing her eyes with the metal heel -- rising to wipe at her eyes. puffy didn’t quite begin to describe it. 

    “what d’you have planned, rubes?” she asked, her voice considerably lighter than the moments before, and her limbs finally obeying her with strength instead of jelly where her muscles were. even so, when she stood up she almost immediately sat back down again, the shift of something in her pocket poking at her thigh and bringing forth a sharp ‘ouch!’ and reminding her of something rather important. 

    “...hey, ruby? i have something for you.” 

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RUBY

     normally, she doesn’t care to let on just how sad the world can seem from her own point of view. no, she prefers to reflect her namesake; a beautiful rose, in bloom on a perfect summer’s day. the kind of thing that would make any person smile should they look her way, no matter how bad their day had been thus far.

     she doesn’t care to acknowledge the shadow in the room, looming over her shoulder like the grim reaper with its scythe poised to strike at any given moment. she doesn’t care to talk about the way her throat tightens when she wakes up in the middle of the night & realizes everything that’s happened since the vytal festival tournament was real, & the fear in her heart was just as real.

     with yang, being vulnerable was just a bit more tolerable.

     ruby sniffles in the silence that follows yang’s question, a silence she allows to linger in lieu of providing an answer. she knows there had been no way to predict exactly what would happen in the months that followed beacon’s fall. there was no way to predict yang’s struggles or emotions, or how she would have reacted to ruby had she chosen to stay behind. ( would it have been worse to stay after all ? she doesn’t want to think it would have been, but after hearing more about the relics & salem’s future plans, could she have gone on to live blissfully ignorant of the world, living out what time they may have had left with her sister & father ? ruby knows the answer, but admitting it was right to leave her sister behind was difficult. )

          ‘ i just wanted to make things okay again, ‘ she murmurs in the crook of yang’s arm, hugging the limb to her chest, clinging like it was the last lifeline she’d ever get. ‘ it’s so hard. i – i knew in my heart i was going to do what was right but it hurt so much. not knowing what was coming next … it was scary. it’s still scary. ‘

it’s heartbreaking, every second they spend in quiet sadness, but yang thanks her lucky stars that they are spending these seconds together. as painful as this is, as much as yang wishes she could pull ruby’s pain from her heart like glass from a would and crush it into dust in her fist, it’s so much worse to think of ruby doing this alone. it’s better to be late than never, and with the months that yang’s aggression had pushed her baby sister into solitude still weighing on the back of her mind, yang has no intention of being out of arms reach ever again. 

“i know.” she says, her hand beginning to run through soft, cropped hair. “i know you do. you always do, and you always know what’s right, ruby.” there’s no words yang has ever spoken that have been more true. even when they were kids, ruby always knew the right thing to do, even when the right thing to do was as simple as helping the rabbit free of the wire it had stuck itself on, and not take it from its family and keep it. everything is so much bigger now, and the weight on ruby’s shoulder’s is astronomical. 

the least yang can do, aside from introducing CERTAIN ADULTS to the remaining half of ember celica, is to shoulder some of that burden.

“it’s scary for all of us, but d’you know who should really be scared?” yang lets the question hang in the air, pausing for effect and even allowing the smallest flickers of a smile to play at the corners of her lips. “SALEM. because we’re brave, strong and TOGETHER. we have each other, and there’s NOTHING we can’t do if we help each other. right?” somehow, it sounds less convincing when yang says it than how she remembers ruby saying it, but the sentiment is there all the same. the promise to be here for ruby at ANY cost. 

“i love you, ruby. you’re the strongest person i know, and together we could kick any old witch’s ass, even if we are scared. i’ll be with you every step of the way.” 

yang leans her head forward slightly, and presses a kiss to ruby’s forehead. 

“no matter WHAT.”