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' logic won't make you /win/, sweetheart. see? this card's got an innuendo... so, if you play it when it doesn't make sense at all, /you win/. easy peasy. '

‘ that doesn’t make ANY sense. i suggest we play a different game. ‘

#ringlie #❝ ♚ ┊ 𝓻𝒆𝓬𝒆𝓲𝓿𝒆𝓭 / 𝓲𝓷𝓫𝓸𝔁 ❞ ( asks. )

General, why are you so kawaii?

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#Anonymous #❝ ♚ ┊ 𝓻𝒆𝓬𝒆𝓲𝓿𝒆𝓭 / 𝓲𝓷𝓫𝓸𝔁 ❞ ( asks. )#ringlie

five time kissed for amber!!

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ONE. he is a broken, delusional man to think she would kiss him back. he almost flinches when she does. in the private of his room he wants to curl into a ball on top the covers he kissed her on. his mind hurts afterwards, it buzzes and shouts for him to stop– he has gone down this path before and it has ended badly. love has brought him nothing but heartbreak. heartbreak and hatred and sadness. he does not want it anymore. he wants her touch but god, no, he cannot have her love. TWO. she is getting better, and he is so goddamn grateful. that evening on the road- when she had lost half of herself and he was to blame. she lays on the hospital bed, serene and sweet as hazel orbs stare up at him. the feelings he crushed weeks ago rising up once more. his heart flutters, his body melts and all at once he is leaning over her and kissing her lips. lips he has longed for for what feels like forever. but his punishment has been his own doing– his own denial of his feelings towards her. he is still soft with her, though, for she is a broken, delicate thing and she will surely just get hurt more on all his edges. THREE. she is finally training again. healthy. living. her powers– however limited, are slowly beginning to take full reign as she no longer limps, no longer needs a wheelchair. he is so happy- so engorged in her entire being that he forgets sometimes that she is a warrior. and that she would ( and could ) kick his ass. on the sparring match he is no longer her protector, but her training dummy. he takes the hits, but does not give in as easily as ironwood would like him too ( his idea of recovery involves too much babying too much assurance. ) he strikes at her but every time they are far too slow for a huntsman of his stature and by the end of it they are both tired, but amber stands over his collapsed form. she pounces on him almost immediately, grinning like a madwoman– and he loves it. the kiss they share is rough, wild, just like fighting, and fueled only by the fact that wherever ironwood was watching from, he was surely disappointed. FOUR. their first true “ date “ per say. out to dinner. the first day she is allowed out of her wheelchair and he is happy as long as she is happy. as long as she smiles, he smiles. he finds the nicest place in atlas ( ozpin recommended it. ) and he dresses himself up as best he can. all for her, everything is for her. he in his best suit, she in her finest dress, they look almost normal, content in each other company. it’s as if they belong nowhere else but at each other’s side and when the night is over, when the laughter is done and they allow the cool night air to brush against their skin they press close ( on the outside he comments that they just want to keep warm, but on the inside he knows the real reason, they both know the real reason. ) she presses his lips to her own as he’s speaking, almost out of nowhere and he melts in her palms. they fold into each other, smiling into sweet kisses, unafraid of who watches, who dares to interrupt their moment of serenity. FIVE. their first mission together. it has been a long time coming, so they say, and he cannot help but embrace her at every moment he gets. whatever oz wants him to do- whatever amber wants him to do he’ll do it. and when she says ‘ kiss me. ‘ under the crisp fall moon he obeys like it is nothing.

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