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Long distance sucks but then there are moments when it all seems worth it. When you finally get to their city and can hold and touch and kiss them after feeling like a part of you was disconnected, not emotionally, but geographically. When you’re so close you can feel each other's breaths warm on your cheeks, foreheads touching, hands searching for somewhere to hold onto as if you don’t get a grip, they might go back to being thousands of miles away.
When you wake up early, something you’d never do on your own, but it’s second nature, to have that extra time getting them ready before they have to spend a day away at work or school or somewhere that isn’t right next to you. Sitting on the bathroom counter in their hoodie that carries their scent because the one you had back home lost its smell a month after they had to leave the last time.
Lingering sleep creates a hazy bubble around you both as they stand between your legs, head rested in the crook of your neck, fingers threading through their hair because you’re both aware of the toll the next 8 hours will take. Running through a checklist of things you know they didn’t forget, 'cause neither of you wants them to leave—a hundred too many “one more” kisses. Still tempting them to call out, even though lovesickness isn’t a recognized illness in the professional world. Holding their keys tight in your fist, not wanting to let go. The kiss that has to be the last.
Checking your phone constantly to see if the last five minutes had moved faster than the one before that. Sifting through cabinets and drawers, searching for the remote, utensils, or cups, not quite remembering where they said everything was. You scroll for a recipe to cook because, while you’d probably have a girl dinner on your own, you want them to have something to come home to.
The excitement when the keys jingle in the door and they’re back. The steam that clings to your skin after your shower together. The taste of their skin. The feel of their sheets. Sitting so close that anything else would cause you to fuse. Waking up in the same position you fell asleep in and doing it all again tomorrow. A part of their routine, but by their side instead of on their phone.
Summary: Weiss & Ruby find solace in eachother after a night of fighting Grimm.
Pairing/WC/tags: post!volume!9!Weiss x post!volume!9 Ruby / 761 / wlw fluff, feelings admissions, partners to lovers, post volume nine
A/N: for the last day of @whiterose-fans-blog and for day 15 of @fluffyjuly sleepy/‘hold still a moment’. Thank you all for 800 followers :)
Ruby has always been good at moving, and the worst part about coming home is that there’s finally time to think.
She’s good at running toward danger, towards the next mission. Running toward anything that keeps her from sitting still long enough to feel everything she’s carrying.
But after hours of fighting Grimm in the freezing wilderness, there’s nowhere left to run, especially not with Weiss sitting across from her.
They’re both exhausted, the tiredness settling deep into their bones. Ruby’s muscles ache, and Weiss feels dirty, grime and sweat caked to her skin.
Neither of them says much, because they’re too tired, or maybe because they both don’t want to face what needs to be said.
Ruby glances over, and Weiss is sitting on the edge of the bed, carefully cleaning a cut along her arm. Her hair is falling out of its usual neat style, strands framing her face.
“You’re staring again.”
Ruby immediately looks away. “I’m not.”
Weiss raises an eyebrow, her mouth twisting. Even when she’s exhausted, she’s still Weiss.
Ruby sighs. “Okay. Maybe a little.”
A tired smile pulls at Weiss’s lips before she looks back down at her arm. “You should shower and rest.”
“So should you.” Ruby counters and Weiss looks up again.
“I was here first.”
“That doesn’t even make sense.”
“It does in my head.”
Ruby laughs quietly, folding her arms as the silence returns. It could be comfortable, maybe even relaxing, but then Ruby remembers Weiss throwing herself in front of an attack earlier that day. Weiss remembers Ruby taking a hit meant for her. They’ve both done it too many times, both almost lost each other too.
“You scared me today.” The words leave Ruby before she can stop them, and she clenches her fingers into her palm.
Weiss inhales through her nose. “I’m sorry.”
Ruby shakes her head. “That’s not what I mean.”
Weiss looks away, her bravery failing her. She knows what Ruby truly means. They’ve been dancing around this for months, maybe years. Every almost-confession, every lingering touch, every moment where they stand just a little too close and pretend it means nothing.
Ruby takes a closer step, her boots quiet on the carpet flooring. “Weiss.”
The way she says her name makes Weiss’s expression falter. “What?”
Ruby has faced down monsters bigger than buildings. She’s fought battles where the odds were impossible, and yet this feels harder.
“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with how much I care about you.”
Weiss sits up a little straighter, and the room is suddenly stifling. “Ruby…”
“I know,” Ruby whispers. “I know we’re tired, and maybe this isn’t the time.”
Weiss’s fingers curl slightly into the blanket. “But you’re doing it anyways huh?”
Ruby nods. “I almost didn’t get to.”
The room goes painfully quiet, and Weiss looks down. When she speaks, her voice is barely audible. “You’re impossible.”
Ruby gives a small, shaky laugh. “Yeah.”
“No, I mean…” Weiss exhales. “You’re impossible because you make it so hard to pretend.” Ruby feels her chest inflate but Weiss keeps going. “I’ve spent so long trying to convince myself that you’re just my partner. My teammate. My friend, and… I’m very tired of lying to myself.”
Ruby sits down on the bed beside her, and takes her hand. “Weiss…”
“Hold still for a moment.”
Ruby blinks. “What?”
Weiss’s thumb brushes over her knuckles, her eyes soft despite the exhaustion. “Just… hold still.”
To her credit, Ruby listens. She sits stiff as a board, and lets Weiss pull her closer, lets their foreheads rest together, lets the silence speak for them.
The kiss is slow. Careful, and Ruby wonders if she’s half dreaming. Weiss twists her head, the pressure deepening, and Ruby mimics her, barely moving her neck even though her hands ache to touch her.
When they finally pull away, Ruby’s eyes are already heavy.
“You’re falling asleep,” Weiss murmurs.
Ruby smiles faintly. “Maybe.”
“You’re impossible.”
“You keep saying that.”
“Isn’t it true?”
Ruby showers first, her short hair sticking to her neck as she slides into bed. Weiss showers next, ignoring the crumbled towel Ruby had left on the floor, the material that was lucky enough to touch her partner’s naked skin.
Exiting the bathroom, she smiles when she sees Ruby is already asleep. Quiet as night, Weiss slips in the covers beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist and dragging her closer. She kisses Ruby’s neck, behind her ear. The girl sighs, settling closer, and when Weiss closes her eyes, she swears she smells roses.
Hiiii!!! Could we get some Pamela fluff where it’s just gentle pampering and sweet kisses??
Aftercare
A/n: Heyyy anon! So sorry for the wait! I hope you like this!
Pairings: Pamela Anderson x Fem!Reader
Warnings: mention of sex. And that’s it. Just super sweet mommy Pamela fluff.
After a long, pleasurable, and tiring string of intimate activities with Pamela, you’re well spent.
“Oh baby, did I wear you out?” She asks as she takes the strap off to clean it and put it back in the drawer where it belongs.
You tiredly nod with a blissed out smile as you lay bare naked on the luxury bed. Your girlfriend is, of course, also still naked you admire her beautiful form. You’re never going to get tired of her beauty.
“Cmon, let’s get you cleaned up.” She grabs your hand and gently tugs you to get off the bed and follow her into the bathroom.
You yawn as you rest against the wall while she fills the tub. “I know you’re tired, baby. But you need to get cleaned up.”
Once the bath is filled along with bubbles, the two of you get in, Pamela behind you as you sit in her lap and rest your head against her chest. She grabs a warm wash cloth with body wash and starts gently rubbing your entire body, being extra gentle with your pussy.
You sigh in contentment, you love when she takes care of you like this. “Good girl.” She praises softly as you let her clean you.
“I love you, Pammy.” You whisper
“I love you too, baby.” Pam responds before giving you a peck on the cheek.
Once it’s time to get out of the bath, she wraps you in a warm, fluffy towel before handing you your favorite silk night gown and robe.
“Thank you, darling.” You say before pecking her lips.
“You’re welcome, sweetheart.”
Anyone would call you guys so in love that it’s sickening. But you couldn’t care less. Pamela helps dressing you, tying your robe before she gets into her own pajamas.
“You want any snacks or water?” She asks.
“No thank you. Just wanna lay with you.” You blush. You’re still shy around her and she finds that adorable.
“C’mere, baby.” You climb into bed with her and the two of you spend the rest of the night watching TV before passing out in each others arms.
Summary: Ruby surprises Weiss with a homecooked meal
Pairing/WC/tags: Ruby x Weiss / 463 / fluff, domestic fluff, wlw, established relationship
A/N: for day two of @whiterose-fans-blog ‘home cooking’
Pausing in the doorway to their home, Weiss takes a deep sniff. Ruby isn’t home, having stayed late at Beacon to help Ren deal with the new class of freshmen, so why is she smelling…garlic?
Dropping her bags, Weiss moves quietly down the hall before moving into her combat stance in the doorway of the kitchen.
“Surprise!”
Weiss feels her lips part as she takes in the delicious but disastrous scene. She’s used to grand gestures and expensive gifts. The kind of things that come with a certain level of decorum. What she isn’t used to is this.
Ruby is standing in their kitchen, wearing a checkered colored apron a size too big for her, flour dusting in her hair, and an entire homecooked meal made for her ice princess.
Ruby promises it’s not a big deal, just something she wanted to do. She had noticed the weight that was seemingly befallen Weiss after they’d gotten married. Adult hood isn’t easy, even for an heiress. Weiss had been staying up late, skipping meals, not focusing on her own wellbeing, and Ruby decided that for one night, Weiss didn’t have to be responsible. She didn’t have to be the flawelsss teammate, the perfect heirsss, or the person who always had a plan.
Instead, she could just come home.
Ruby immediately tries to play it off as casual, even as she pulls out Weiss’s chair. “Don’t look so surprised. I can cook.”
“Ruby, last week there was smoke filling the kitchen.”
“That was one time!”
Weiss rolls her eyes as she picks up a fork. “It was a bagel. You burned a bagel.”
Ruby snickers and Weiss does the same, reaching for her partner’s hand with a smile. “But thank you anyways. This is…this is really nice.”
As they dig in, Weiss tells Ruby about her day, and Ruby listens on baited breathe. It’s easy, like breathing or drifting off to sleep, and leaning on her palm, Ruby grins. She didn’t cook dinner because she thinks Weiss needs to be taken care of. Weiss doesn’t need saving. She does it because she loves her. Because she loves the quiet moments just as much as the loud adventures, because the life they have built is stable, something neither of them had. A place where they can be soft, where Weiss can put down her armor, and Ruby can be more than a hero.
When Weiss leans across the table to kiss her cheek, Ruby hums. “How was dinner?”
“I think I’ll let you cook again, maybe.”
Ruby beams. “High praise. I’ll take it.”
“Don’t get used to it.” Weiss hums, but she’s smiling as she says it, and Ruby knows without a doubt, she will.
Summary: when Weiss becomes sick of the teasing from her teammates after she breaks up with Jaune, she unwittingly loops Ruby into a plan.
Pairing/WC/Tags: Weiss x Ruby / 699/ fake dating au, fluff, wlw fluff, Team JNPR included, vacation fluff
A/N: for day one of @whiterose-fans-blog ‘mountain vacation. Will post the ML soon!
With classes behind them and suitcases packed, Weiss and the rest of her teammates are beyond ready for winter break. They’re spending a week in the Atlas mountains, renting a house large enough to house four teams, not just the two. She’s been craving this trip, needs it, but the one thing she doesn’t need is the constant teasing that she knows is waiting for her.
Weiss should’ve never dated Jaune, she knows that now. Knows that even if the sex and physical chemistry was there, everything else was…not. Besides, a few weeks after their breakup, he had been stuck to Pyrrah’s side, the girl he’d told Weiss she’d never have to worry about.
Typical, but she can’t even say she’s mad about it, if anything, she’s a little relieved when she sees the two of them board the train hand in hand.
The teasing is small, little jabs that she can easily brush off with a chuckle or a roll of her eyes. By day two though, she’s sick of it. Over breakfast, Nora loudly narrates imaginary wedding plans, and Yang nearly chokes on her cereal from laughing. Weiss narrows her eyes at Blake and Ren who quietly grin as they stare into their bowls. With a sigh, Weiss looks at Ruby, expecting a similar response, and is completely thrown when she finds the opposite. Spoon in hand, Ruby is frowning at the rest of their friends before giving a little shake of her head and taking a bite of the sugary flakes.
It’s then that the idea hits Weiss and she stands up, her chair squeaking, hands splayed on the wood. “I know you all think it’s really funny that Juane and I decided to be with other people, but it isn’t. If anything, it’s probably really annoying to Pyrrah and Ruby.”
The table goes quiet, and Pyrrah tilts her head, green eyes blinking slowly. “It is a little bit, actually, for me. But why Ruby?”
“Becaus she’s my girlfriend,” Weiss says quickly, fast enough that she can’t change her mind. Ruby’s spoon falls from her hand and Weiss clears her throat. “We just, didn’t say anything yet. But since you have all insisted on being so immature, I figured you should know.”
Weiss sits back down with a huff, swiping up her utensil while the others stare at her. Ruby swallows, coughing and then says. “I am?”
“Yes,” Weiss replies with a nod. “We’re dating. Obviously. Sorry to say it so brazenly, uh, babe.”
Ruby’s ears go pink but she gives a little nod. “Right yeah, can I talk to you? In private?”
“Of course,” Weiss stands up again, ignoring the way her legs feel like jello as she walks from the table, Ruby hot on her heels. She’s barely out of the room when Ruby grabs her by the elbow and yanks her into the closest bedroom.
“What the hell!” Ruby squeaks, her tone several pitches higher than normal. “What was that about?”
“I’m sorry,” Weiss sighs, rubbing her temples. “I didn’t- uh, think that out. I was just so sick of all of them!”
“So you just what, thought you’d randomly spring a relationship on me?” Ruby asks with a quirk of her brow. “I didn’t even get a chance to ask you.”
“I rhought if I said-“ Weiss starts but then stops, her lips parting. “Wait, what?”
Ruby folds her arms, and even though she’s looking tough, her cheeks are a light shade of pink. “I thought I should give your breakup at least a month before I asked you out but, you beat me to it.”
For once, Weiss is speechless. She blinks, any sort of reply turning into ash on her tongue. Taking in her expression, Ruby snickers, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “What? You gonna say no?”
“No, I just-“ Weiss coughs. “Well I didn’t know.”
“Didn’t know what?”
“That you liked me.”
Ruby’s smile melts a little at the edges, and she takes Weiss’s hand, pulling it close until it rests on the side of Rubys cheek. The girl smiles, her eyes closing for a second before she presses her mouth to Weiss’s palm. “How could I not?”
cw: lactation kink, claws on skin, there’s a singular instance of grinding on her heel WHO SAID THAT !!!! freaky constance BUT WHATS NEW ON THAT REGARD???
bro that sounds so good 🤤 BUT WHEN I FIRST GOT THIS I THOUGHT YOU MEANT DAHLIA (GI) X CONSTANCE (HSR) 😭😭😭 im slow on the uptake but i get it now!!! im so happy to provide for all my lactation freaks 🗣️🗣️ (affectionately)
the first droplets that hit your tongue only barely quell the thirst in your throat as you moan stupidly into her warm skin. but, constance pets your head with a dull smile, eyes alight with sadistic glee at your wanton noises. “such a cute thing you are, darling.” she whispers into your head.
yet the voice barely registers in your head as another silken stream melts into your mouth, it’s warmth causes you to clench your thighs together and grind ever so slightly on the toe box of her heels. you could feel that satiny finish press into your nerves perfectly as the combination of everything has you coming undone quickly.
constance feels the way your jaw relaxes and her smile turns into something sinister, teeth on display as she openly sneers at your expression, “did i say you could come?” but you’re too far gone to respond to her words. the sheer ignorance that is you is cause enough for constance to wrap her clawed hand around your neck.
the force she uses to tilt the base of your skull upwards sends you crashing into another orgasm, the fourth one this evening, and she clicks her tongue at you before rolling her eyes in dismay. “you still have to be trained properly it seems.”
