#aasim x ruby

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Just-

Aasim, not burning people with fire, but with cool ass sassy poems.

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Who would you say gets into most arguments in the Ericson Gang gang? I cant decide between Louis and Violet

I think Louis and Violet probably because of their ~sibling relationship~ but I also feel like Aasim and Ruby would bicker like a married couple over stuff that didn’t matter at all. Stuff like if Aasim wiped down the table before a meal or asking if Ruby is sitting far enough way from the fire to stop her from coughing.

Also, I think Marlon and Louis hardcore bicker like an elderly couple lol

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I don't know if you have ever done these or even do these, but I think we all need some Rusim when we get a little stressed out and I had a bit of an existential crisis last night (Thanksgiving day) and cried in my bathroom for about 20 minutes so uhhhhhh, I need a bit of Rusim...

awe bb anon I’m so sorry!! You’re doing so great. The holidays can be a rough time, but I’m proud of you for pushing through. Here’s a lil reward for you ❤️

When it came to their relationship, both Ruby and Aasim were extremely shy and timid.

They rarely showed affection in public.

If they did, it was extremely subtle.

One time, Aasim held Ruby’s hand at the dinner table.

They were both as red as could be.

But Ruby smiled non-stop.

“So, you and Ruby have been together for a while now, huh?” Marlon asked.

He and Aasim were out hunting for the day.

Aasim blushed and turned away. “Yeah.”

“Are you gonna do anything special for her?”

“Do I need to?” He asked in a moment of panic, whirling around.

Marlon blinked, surprised by his reaction, and furrowed his brows. “No, but she’d probably love it if you did.”

Aasim contemplated it.

He wanted Ruby to love everything he did.

All the while they were gone, Ruby was busy taking inventory.

She had the biggest grin on her face.

“So Ruby,” Clem asked, popping up behind her with Violet in tow.

Ruby jumped, surprised, and turned.

“You and Aasim have been getting close?” Vi commented, leering in.

Ruby blushed, but said nothing.

Clem smirked. “So, you are a couple then, huh?”

They had never made it officially publicly.

The Ericson kids only assumed.

Ruby shyly turned away.

Violet and Clem smirked knowingly at each other.

Aasim came back a few hours later.

Ruby, Violet, and Clem were all sitting outside with waters.

Ruby and Aasim made eye contact.

They both smiled.

“Are you gonna do it?”

“Might as well.” Aasim said.

Marlon beamed with excitement.

Marlon got Louis in on it.

Louis gawked. “Dude, that’s amazing!”

Aasim could feel his blush deepen.

He hadn’t expected so many people to be so invested in him and Ruby.

The two sat together at dinner.

Aasim held her hand again.

She smiled.

They could tell all eyes were on them.

Ruby didn’t mind.

Aasim didn’t, despite it making him nervous.

“Sleep well, okay?” Ruby asked.

Aasim was dropping her off at her room for the night.

Aasim smiled and tucked some of her hair away. “Only if you do the same.”

She smiled and slipped away.

He liked her more than anything.

He knew she felt the same.

He was thankful.

The next morning, Ruby started outside for breakfast as usual.

Aasim was nowhere in sight.

Nobody had seen him.

At least, that’s what they said.

Confused, and slightly concerned, she sat down for breakfast.

“Ruby?”

Hearing her name, she turned in her seat.

Aasim stood behind her, a small bouquet of lilies in his hands, nervously fiddling with the ribbon tying them together.

Her eyes widened.

“I wanted to say here, in front of everybody,” Aasim began with a gulp. “That you mean a lot to me, and that I’m lucky to be your boyfriend.”

Ruby stood still.

Jaw-dropped.

Stunned.

She slowly stood, and Aasim held the bouquet out to her.

“I want you to know how lucky I am.” He said. “I want everyone to know how lucky I am.”

Ruby wandered closer and accepted the flowers as he continued to ramble.

“And I never want you to think that me being nervous or–”

Ruby dipped in and planted a quick peck to his lips.

It shut him right up.

“I know, you goof.” She scoffed. “I feel the same.”

Aasim smiled.

Bigger than he ever had.

They held hands through every meal that day.

They never stopped smiling.

Ruby kept the flowers on her bedside table.

She could never dream of not having them by her side.

Just like Aasim.

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When you have the time could you please make some ruby x aasim headcannons or a ruby x aasim fanfic? Love your writing! 💕

I have a few requests for this so here you guys go!!

Violet could remember the day Aasim started looking at Ruby differently.

Mitch, while at target practice, missed. The arrow flew past the tree and skimmed Aasim’s ear.

He was livid, and bleeding a ton.

Mitch told him to shut up and dragged him to Ruby.

Aasim had never been handled so gently.

“Sit down,” Ruby said, popping open the med kit she kept by the front door. “You’ll be fixed up in no time.”

Her cheeks were so close to his.

She touched his ear like he was fragile art.

The warmth from her touch lingered when she left.

That was a day ago.

Everyone knew they were special together.

Aasim regretted not kissing her cheeks.

They were so rosy up close.

Like little apples.

That night at dinner, Aasim brought Ruby’s plate to her.

She looked at him, confused.

“It’s a thanks for earlier,” he said. He sat down her plate and sat across from her. “I didn’t want you to get up.”

Ruby smiled.

Aasim didn’t look up from his bowl. She’d see his red cheeks.

Aasim couldn’t sleep that night.

He didn’t understand how his heart could beat so fast at the thought of a girl.

Ruby slept easily.

She felt cared for.

The next morning, Ruby saw Aasim writing outside.

“How’s your ear doing?” She asked, taking a seat beside him.

He slammed his notebook closed and jumped.

Ruby’s eyes widened. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude–”

“No! No, you’re not at all.” Aasim fumbled. He went to scratch his neck and brushed his wound. He winced.

Ruby gave him a small smile, waiting for his eyes to meet hers.

Embarrassed, they did.

“Can I see how it’s healing?” She asked.

Her voice was soft and sweet like honey.

“Please,” Aasim whispered.

Ruby thought it was adorable.

Ruby wanted to add more disinfectant.

Aasim stomached a groan. “Is that necessary?” He asked.

“I don’t want it to get infected,” she said, crumbling up the old bandages. “I don’t want you in pain.”

Aasim found her concern sweet.

She put disinfectant on a cotton swab and went to dab it on. Aasim primitively winced.

Ruby held out her hand. “Squeeze it.” She said. “It’ll distract you.”

Aasim hesitated, but eventually caved.

When Ruby was done and went to bandage his ear, he hesitated to let go.

Ruby didn’t want him to let go either.

Aasim sat from the watchtower, watching as Ruby talked to AJ and Tenn that night.

He rarely focused on his watching duties that shift.

He just wrote about her.

He sketched her too.

Aasim lost his sketch book the next day.

Rosie found it outside. She picked it up and set it on the bench Aasim normally sat at.

The wind blew it open.

Ruby, walking inside to start dinner, passed it. Confused as to why Aasim wasn’t with it, she went to return to him.

She spotted a sketch of herself, smiling, wearing a crown of flowers.

She had never blushed so hard in her life.

“Aasim?” He was frantically searching his room when Ruby knocked on the door.

He nearly jumped out of his skin. “Yeah?”

She held the book out, giving a meek smile. “This is yours. I found it outside.”

Aasim face heated, embarrassed at his panic. “Thanks,” he breathed, reaching with both hands to take it.

She didn’t let go right away, and his fingers lingered against hers.

They stared at each other, silently studying.

Ruby finally let go and gave a shy wave. “See you at dinner?”

“Yeah,” Aasim wheezed.

All the air escaped his lungs when her fingers touched his.

Aasim passed the kitchen and saw Ruby making their stew.

He sat down beside the door and sketched a drawing of her as a chef.

Her cheeks were rosy in it.

When Ruby went to fetch everyone for dinner, she passed Aasim.

He glanced up, eyes wide, mortified that he had been caught.

Ruby smiled and blushed. “Dinner’s ready.” She whispered.

She was perfect.

That night, after dinner cleanup was done, Ruby found 3 pictures taped to her door.

Her in a flower crown, her as a chef, and her as a nurse.

The three things she loved doing most.

She hugged them close to her chest, giggling through her pink cheeks, and went inside.

He was perfect.

Aasim, peeking from the end of hall, felt his chest heave in joy.

Together, they were perfect.