#RUBIESINTHEROUGH. ( cassie. )

[cleansefcrged]

@rubiesintherough / cassie sent a meme.

“ get behind me… ”

Maya forced herself to take in a slow, if somewhat shaky breath, her fingers flexing, flaring out before coming to settle on the grip of the pistol at her side. "I may not ... be a soldier, but I'm not at the, prepared to start using people as human shields levels of useless, either, so ... Together, okay? And maybe... maybe there's just -- rats. Or something non murderous behind those doors." A brief pause. "Right?"

[stillresolved]

[ umbrella ]: a sudden downpour catches the coatless receiver off guard, and the sender helpfully offers some shelter. ( cassie / annie )

@rubiesintherough / a random act of kindness.

[ umbrella ]: a sudden downpour catches the coatless receiver off guard, and the sender helpfully offers some shelter.

IN TRUTH, ANNIE DOESN’T ACTUALLY MIND IT- THE RAIN. For one thing, it does not discriminate in who it soaks, much like the oceans itself, it only falls, falls, and falls. But if more mundane reasons are needed, it keeps her busy, keeps people away too, especially if she’s outside. The rain is always loud enough to drown out the blood, the voices in her head. That and most people don’t like the feeling of rain fall upon them.

A bit of shame really, if you ask Annie. It's really good luck at this point, that the downpour starts just as she's making her trek for a midnight swim.

Not that this individual knows that too. Snapped out of her thoughts, she realizes that she’s no longer getting drenched by the rain. She glances at the holder of the umbrella. Owlish eyes watch the girl, carefully. And then she sneezes. “…What are you doing out here?”

[wyldefcrged]

Blue; love as peace

How to describe your love? Your love is a cool pool which you can sink into on a hot day. Your love is a reassuring hand squeeze, a whispered "it'll be okay, I'm here". Your love is knowing their favorite gas station snack, their coffee order, their loved and hated songs. Your love is the rain that every plant needs to grow. Your love is compassion and confidence.

honestly at first i was like mmmmm idk, but the more i thought about it the more it makes sense, as much as she is simultaneously incredibly angry and passionate & can come across as a ice queen, i think when it comes to love -- actual, genuine love -- as much as there will still be that heat and passion, there would be a peace to it for her, that relief of not being alone, of having found someone that she can love, and that loves her, and that she can just be -- she doesn't have to compete, she doesn't have to fight, she doesn't have to prove she's worthy, and she would be the one that wants to know everything about them, wants to know everything that makes them happy so she can give it to them, wants to know everything that makes them sad so she can keep it at bay, she wants to be their strength and their support and their comfort. so yeah, actually. it works. surprisingly.

tagged by: @prodigiumamare

tagging: @rubiesintherough (cassie? mahia? whomever you're feeling most!) @deficd (feyd) @fckindiabolicxl @intcthatgoodnight (mmm ani or obi?) @fallsekings (the governor) @masterfultm @wolfeign

[kcntsugi]

"It's okay to have shit that fucks you up, you know." ( cassie / theo )

@rubiesintherough / theo and cassie

sex had led to theo falling asleep with cassie ( something he rarely ever did with partners that he would sleep with ), only to then lead to him having a bad dream that he woke up from with a start. he could feel his heart racing and his breathing change as he tried to calm himself down without cassie noticing, but she had woken up and well, theo wasn't in the mood to talk.

it was perhaps his defensiveness and unwillingness to let her comfort him that put him in this situation where he was sitting on the edge of the bed with a lit cigarette between his lips, eyes fixated on anything but the woman he was previously asleep with.

"yeah, but i'm fine. a bad dream doesn't mean i have shit that fucks me up." he muttered with the cigarette held between his fingers as he exhaled a puff of smoke that was starting to slowly put him at ease again, but he knew the feeling wouldn't last if this argument persisted. "just gimme a minute and i'll rejoin you. i just..need a bit to get my shit together." and to calm his heartbeat and breathing, but that was best left unsaid under the current circumstances.

[lcstxsculx]

"I think you’re in the wrong place." ( cassie / anyone you're feeling! )

"Look, I just want a drink and then I'll be out of your hair, unless you don't need the money that drink would provide you with." Ethan chuckles and sits on a stool in front of the bar "I know that I'm not the usual person that walks through those doors but I can still need a place to blow off some steam where no one is going to ask the doctor if he's sure he wants that drink." He looks at her then with his head tilted to the side "I'll take the best whiskey that you have and keep them coming."

@rubiesintherough

[notquiteahitman]

∗ 9o﹕ sender helps receiver patch up a wound . ( cassie / anyone )

@rubiesintherough sent 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 

As he pressed the ice pack to his nose and settled down onto the couch in the back room, Ryan released a grunt. It may not be the first time he had been attacked and beaten up outside a bar, but it was the first that the bartender had invited him inside and behind the bar to help patch him up. He had not said a word as she led him into her sitting room and handed him the ice pack, but now he finally met her gaze.

"Thank you for this." His tone was embarrassed, almost sheepish, yet heavy with gratitude as he reached out to catch what he intended to be her wrist, but ended up actually being her hand. "Really, I- I mean it. I don't know how to thank you."

It was only as he felt a sudden stab of pain in his ribs that he lifted his shirt, revealing a rather nasty gash that had him grimacing. "Ooh. I don't suppose you've got a first aid kit, have you? Please?"

[keyfcrged]

      @rubiesintherough​ / cassie.

           “ Maybe I'm not evil. But I don't think I can be good. “

[incendiaris]

📓 Push/Slide a drink across a table to my muse ( Cassie / rocket )

nonverbal rp starters. [ always accepting. ]

📓 push / slide [an object] across a table to my muse.

          “ thanks, ” she says without looking up, cradling the glass between her palms. the place isn’t her familiar locale - isn’t even close to it, to be honest - but familiarity isn’t the goal right now. the goal is to consume as much liquor as possible, within the shortest timeframe, and to determine just how far she has to go in order to actually hit inebriation. 

           for science, naturally.

          “ can I get another one of these on the go? ” she asks when she sees the bartender start to turn away. in one smooth motion, rocket scoops up her drink and downs it, swallowing thickly. it’s unpleasant, but it’s nothing she can’t stomach. “ you can just, uh- you can keep them coming. ”

[finisfcrged]

@rubiesintherough​ sent a meme / cassie.

“Let me get y' some ice fo' that.”

                “That’s might kind of you, darlin’.” Teddy drawled, glancing at the blood spotted handkerchief he’d blotted down his forehead and cheek with.   It wasn’t all that bad, all things considered. He’d definitely had worse, and had dealt out worse to the spirit responsible for knocking him about, but neither of those things made the scrapes and forming bruises sting any less at the moment.   “I’ll take a scotch on the rocks, double, while you’re at it if you don’t mind.”  A smile followed as he tucked the kerchief away, his hand coming back with two hundred dollar bills that were deftly folded and slid across the counter towards the barkeep.  “Johnny Walker Blue, if you’ve got it.”

[tuppencetrinkets-a]

       @rubiesintherough - cassie gets a bday thing from alexander even though i don’t think they’ve actually interacted yet but humor me or something.

     “If you won’t let me take you out, then you will have to allow me to order something in for the occasion,” Alexander insisted.  He would have liked to make a true evening of it -- close the bar, or hire someone else to watch it for the evening, pamper her with a massage, mani-pedi, hair cut, a nice dress, for a proper night on the town, a show, a quiet dinner on a veranda overlooking something spectacular.  Something truly memorable... But it was all too soon, too new, and while he could have used his abilities to coerce her, he wanted the time she spent with him to be of her own choosing.  And until he loosed the death grip her ‘father’ held over her, that meant the bar was part and parcel.  “There’s a lovely Italian cafe that I could order us a meal from, with a delicious tiramasu to follow, hm?”

[rykerelias-archive]

   @rubiesintherough / cassie gets a text message bc that gave me feels.

TEXT: are you awake? TEXT: please don’t be asleep.  I’m drunk and need to tell you how much i love you.

[skymade]

@rubiesintherough, continued from here

Honestly, Cassie wasn’t really paying that close of attention to what the stranger was saying. She was a bit preoccupied with her appearance… and trying to remember if she’d heard of any costume party or convention happening around the block.

     “ Oh, uh… “  Though, she blinked twice and seemed to snap out of her confusion. At least, enough to formulate a proper reply.  “ I think th’ closest thing we’ve got t’ that would be a couple o’ cocktails? Maybe one or two o’ th’ things we have on tap. Other than that…? Not sure what else might match up.“

   It’s been a long day. That’s not to say that Willow has short days -- when you don’t sleep, are always a little buzzed, and running everywhere... 

   But today... she thought she’d seen Mila. Her head is still ringing with it. 

   “Give me that, then. All of that. Double, triple, whatever.” She forced a smile, all pain, staring up at the sun-skinned one before her, before a hand presses against her forehead.

[percentstardust]

❛ I don’t think that’s... such a good idea. ❜ ( cassie / amon )

@rubiesintherough

Not even considering how rude it would be, the demon rolls his eyes at the human. Blue eyes stare down at her afterwards. Silly humans and their mostly silly good morals. Too bad for her, he is going to do what he thought was necessary. "Cassandra, my dear sweet little mortal, you made a deal with me. You want out of your shit life. I have an obvious solution."

The Dark Lord will most definitely have fun with her father's soul was he arrived down there. It is too bad he won't get to watch his sentencing. That was always one of his favorite parts when he attended court with his father in Hell. "We get rid of your father. Particularly, I get rid of him. You do nothing. I will handle most of the icky details.

[lanternlit]

rubiesintherough.​

(( @smokedanced​ sent — ❝ i’m just someone who cares. ❞ / ten for cassie? ))

     “ Wrong place fo’ someone like that ‘round here.  Lucky there’s no one else here, otherwise y’d have jus’ painted a target on y’ own back… they’d be glad t’ beat any caring out o’ y’. “    There was a slight pause, though, momentary. And Cassie heaved a heavy sigh and one shoulder raised up into an almost defeated, conceding shrug.    “ But, since there’s not… I guess I can try t’ help, if I can. Don’t know that I can tell y’ much, though. Lot o’ strange things that happen ‘round here, lot o’ people go missing, lot o’ people wind up dead. If I were y’, I’d give up on that lead. It’d be like a dog chasing it’s own tail fo’ weeks fo’ the littlest bit o’ scraps, if y’ manage t’ find anything at all. “  

               ❝ Ha. ❞    The Doctor smiles at her.    ❝ I’m tougher than I look. ❞    Just because he  cares  doesn’t mean he isn’t able to  defend himself.  But if he can present himself that way  —  pacifistic, positive  —  all the better. There’s no chance he’ll abandon his pursuit, either. Sure, lots of folks go missing due to fellow humans, but he doesn’t think this is quite as simple as that.    ❝ I appreciate the warning, ❞    he says, elbow against counter, leaning his chin against the heel of his hand,    ❝ but I’m pretty persistent. Are you sure there’s nothing more specific you’ve heard? Place like this, lots of people must come and go. ❞    & he wonders whether he should do something to make sure she is safe, in an environment like this, or if it would be crossing a line.

[onlydevilsleft]

❛ what , y’re gonna shoot me ? ❜ ( cassie / anyone! )

@rubiesintherough

"I don't know what stories you've heard about me but my style is personal over business. If I wanted to hurt you I'd plunge a knife into your belly and fucking twist." Beth looks up at the other female from her place on the floor, packing a bag. She didn't know why anyone would ever want to be around this place or the rest of her family. Even her father hurt her and she did everything for him. "But right now I can't even decide what to take with me in my overnight bag, so... I guess you're safe. For now. Don't put a blanket over forever on this." She warns with only a half heart to spare.

[buggeredson]

⤏ send me “plots please”

@rubiesintherough​​​​​​​​​​ :   " plots please " for any of the muses you've interacted with?? or really any of my muses at all that you're interested in, like yes, please, i'm always chill with plots???

Fuckin’ BET! I’m probably not gonna do three for each, but to make it easier, here are a handful of your muses plus an idea I think would fit them! In alphabetical order:

Cassie - A seedy bar with a less than sparkling reputation on the wrong side of town sounds like EXACTLY the kind of place Crowley would go to to make deals with less than human supplicants, and also exactly like the kind of place he’d stick out like a sore thumb in. He becomes a regular and keeps having drinks with all these random people and Cassie’s like “okay, the fuck, is this guy with the mob or some shit, wtf?”. She gets attacked one night--like they were coming for the bar and she was there, obvs--and basically she comes to find out that she’s hosting a supernatural hotspot and there’s a demon people want a piece of who keeps showing up apparently and now that she’s been outted as human she’s in danger.

Fayne - Fucking. They keep gravitating towards each other because Crowley really has a kink for watching pretty things fall to pieces and he seems to sense that Fayne’s right on the brink of doing just that. There’s a subtext I keep finding in my thinking that Crowley’s trying to tempt her into a deal, but in my head, that’s not how it works out. This is gonna be more detailed because it’s been on my mind lately but bear with me and let me know what you think. So in my mind, Crowley bumped into her while stalking some other prey and, seeing how close she was to where he would want her anyway, he started pushing her a little closer to the edge. Every time they meet, he pushes her a little more. He offers her a vague deal, she doesn’t take it, but they continue to meet and he continues to push. When she’s a foot away from the metaphorical edge, he reveals himself as a demon with the power to make it happen and offers her a deal again. She refuses at first, something else happens, she comes back ready to take it--he yanks the deal away, but says he can do her something better if she can do him something better. Subtly throughout this pushing he’s been trying to play into her jealousy, her envy, her wrath, and now that he has her at a breaking point, he’s like “actually you’d make a fabulous demon, i’ll train you while you’re alive, teach you some basic things, and when you die you come to Daddy and swear fealty to him.” ...I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately.

Mahia - I don’t remember what we were doing with it, but we had Crowley meeting little Mahia and taking her to Hell and personally I still like the vibe of that.

Selena - Old acquaintances who keep coming to each other and trading things like favors and information and actually kinda trust one another because they’ve known each other for so long. Bonus points if Selena for some reason knew Crowley right before his death and teases him about it nonstop.

Seven - I know I kind of already started us down a very similar road to this but I do think “Seven is out in the world and was alone and confused and bumped into bad company who brought her to Crowley who is now trying to warp her” is a really great beginning to something epic, and I am MORE than willing to provide you with a scifi/superhero overhaul ‘verse to play with him in rather than the spicy boi demon base flavor.

Victor - I just like the idea of anyone capable of it actually torturing Crowley so, y’know, go nuts lol