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“ i like hearing your heart beating when i put my head on your chest. ” / ryan to ruby
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“ i like hearing your heart beating when i put my head on your chest. ”
ruby had become closer to ryan since going to the ball together. now for most events ruby easily asked the other to be her plus one when she went to things, or took her out on dates. to say ruby was possessive of the other was a tad bit of an understatement, she just .. didn’t want anyone else to have her. but she was a bit nervous to make things official in fear of ryan not exactly wanting that to happen, but where they were at was pretty comforting anyway. ruby invited her over to her place for take out and a chill night in. they had been out the last few times they did something together so she figured this could be a nice change of pace. with the left over boxes moved to her side table the two got comfortable and ruby wasted no time pulling the smaller closer to her body. arms wrapping around her waist as they got comfortable. ryan’s words makes ruby’s face grin and flush. “is that so?” she said softly brushing hair from her face as she glanced down a bit. “i like how it feels when you lay on my chest like this.” she spoke softly as to not interrupt the softness of the room right now, movies on in the background, but right now ryan had her full attention - she did most of the time anyway. “you’re always welcome to this position whenever you would like..” she assured the other with a soft smile and leaned down to press a soft kiss into her hair.
supernatural event starter ; @unlostx
“so what i’m hearing is - you summoned me as a joke?” ruby said to the other tone unsure if it was irritated or not. she runs her hands through her hair and lets out a shocked nod and expression. “you managed to summon a demon by just kidding around?” she is in shock at the other’s actions and almost is baffled on what to do. “you see i’m a very busy women and i don’t have a lot of time that i like to waste - especially if i don’t get anything out of it.” she explained crossing her arms over her chest. “so now you better make this worth my time.”
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“so you need my help?” the female smirked when the other opened the door after having been invited over. slipping inside ruby turns around and plops down on to the couch a brow raised. “so what exactly do you want? a deal, a favor?” she questioned a sly grin on her lips. she wasn’t exactly in the business for either of those thing but with a good enough proposal she would make serious considerations. “but you’re going to need a very good reason for it - in addition to i will need something in return.”
Skip the movie Get your #GhostInTheShell fix with these bad boys #GhostTears #GhostPains #GhostWhispers #GhostStandsAlone
But don't they like...haunt people?
Sure, I’ll see someone. I’ll talk to them a lil bit. I probably wont let them all the way in, but enough so I can pop some fuckin pills to “balance” me out. That I can do for us. I can make that happen. But I can’t won’t quit the drugs. I’m sorry. I’m so fuckin sorry, I’m a sorry ass bastard for this but god damn I can’t and if you wanted me to be anything more than a Ghost then you wouldn’t want me to anyways.
I'm somethingone when I'm high. "I like you better when you're high", "you actually talk when you're high". "You're more × when you're high, I like it." It might be a lil too late for anything else. The drugs, they're in me. And they are in deep. In my skin, in every breath that I take... It feels like it's my fucking lifeflow. I can't stop thinking of them, the thought of them is obsessive, intrusive, my need for them never leaves my fucking body, I shake just reminiscing on the feeling of getting high... They aren't in me, they are me. Im a sick fuck...so please... Please don't give me the ultimate ultimatum.