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Tumblr, I propose a battle of wits!
I have put Iocaine powder in one of these two goblets. You choose, then we both drink.
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White Rose in Bloom, Day One: Love Letters
A sweet one :) haven't updated any fics in a while, but this is not why. I'm still editing the next Knights chapter, and working a lot of other stuff, especially original writing. But here! Take this, @whiterose-fans-blog , and all my darling followers.
'Ruby Rose,
Your entry into my life has been as your namesake - a bloom, sudden and bright and beautiful, yet fleeting; as the springtime blossoms meet the first snow, I fear that I, too, must freeze you. I must take you into my grasp. I must make of you, beautiful thing that you are, into a mere display. I must debase you in this way. But I cannot allow you to leave, when this moment has passed; for the most vibrant petals have the shortest lives, and to lose your glow would be to lose my own fractal beauty - that which you have taught me to see. Ever the rigid statue I was, the figure carved of blue frost in whole, the stalwart, the heir expected, the rock against the sea, against the world, against even those who held me upstanding. You, with your beauty writ clear for the world to see; you, who would be and live and move without fear of cracking your beauty - in anticipation of it, even, because every crack, every rift, every spiderweb shatter has only given more facets for your beauty to refract upon - I am undone by you! I am rent. You tear me asunder with your unapologetic heart, beating - there - right on your sleeve. You have given me my own splinters, and I have scorned you for it; but in secret mirrors have I seen my reflection and remembered you, and how you can smile when your teeth are red with your own blood, how you bear the world on your shoulders - buckle, but stand, and smile softly for all to see - because you won't be stopped. You won't let yourself be dulled. You'll be as pretty as you were meant to be, and more. And you will make me cry for it, because I can see how you've made me do the same - with your headstrong idiocy, your head against the ice wall - your stupid, dumb, idiot skull - you dolt, you've made me love me.
But, would you be so kind as to let me do the same for you? Would you let the winter freeze you, my sweet Rose? May I frost your red blood all to white? May I keep you? May I kiss you?
With the whole of my heart, to you,
Weiss Schnee'
Weiss dropped her pen. She released her breath and wiped her sleeve over her forehead, wicking away a thin sheen of sweat that hadn't left since they stepped foot in Vacuo. Her shakes were all gone, now, given to frustration - abandoned letters lay in piles and tatters about her, all over the desk - so with steady hands she folded the paper, slotted it into a plain white envelope, and licked her thumb to wet the seal. She rose from the desk, back popping as she stretched, scars smarting as she yawned.
She'd been at the desk for at least an hour, suffering over every word, because her idiot partner deserved nothing short of the best.
She took a Vacuoan shower: done in a cubicle that blasted the body with sonic waves instead of precious, rare water, shaking free debris while a dry, puffy powder was used to clean the skin. It smelled vaguely of clean laundry, but left her smelling like nothing at all. She donned her clothes quickly: her thin, backless dress, her white leggings, as well as the opaque white veil that she mantled about her shoulders and over her head - a lesson on sunburns, well and truly learned.
She walked quickly, but not hurried. She was confident in Blake's ability to detain her partner at the boba place long enough for Weiss to finish writing—
Ruby stumbled through the door as soon as Weiss opened it, heaving breaths, bright red in the face and dripping with sweat. "Ah!" Ruby exhaled. "Ah! Aaaah!"
Weiss blinked at her, quickly thrusting the lrtter behind her back. "A-ah?"
"I!" Ruby panted. "I was— phew! Geez. That is— wowza. That's a run and a half."
"You're supposed to be—" Weiss swallowed her words, regurgitating a correction, "Wasn't Blake taking you to the boba cafe?"
"She did!" Ruby exclaimed, breaths coming easier as she shook beads of sweat out of the jagged fronds of her hair. "She did. And— well, we started hanging out, but I drink my stuff really quickly and to be honest it was mostly just her and Yang flirting, which would be sweet if, y'know, they didn't third-wheel me for it—" she swallowed air. "So I got kinda bored and uncomfy and I was like 'hey, can I go?' And they were like 'why?' And I told them I had something for you that I really didn't wanna forget today, and the best way to not forget something is to just do it and it's not like I wasn't obviously kinda butting in on their date - dunno why they even invited me in the first place - but they were like 'Wait!' but I was already out the door and this is a super important thing so I pretended I couldn't hear them. Anyways!"
Weiss sniffed, forcing her lips not to smile like a lovestruck idiot. She was more than used to Ruby's rambles now, but it'd been a long time since she heard one. It was a good sign.
Ruby thrust a hand into her cloak and whipped out a crumpled sheet of paper. Folded, actually, but crumpled as a consequence of being carried by the fastest dolt on Remnant. She beamed at Weiss. "Here. This is for you."
Weiss took it.
"Oh, what's that?"
Her whole body froze. Fool she was, Weiss had let Ruby lure her into a false sense of security, and neglected the letter still tucked between her fingers— which Ruby greedily plucked from her grasp, faster than the blink of an eye, leaving Weiss to fumble around to catch the crumpled paper Ruby let drop from her hand.
"Wait— Ruby!"
But her lambent, glimmering eyes were already halfway down the paper. Weiss swallowed thickly. Slowly, stupidly, her fingers worked the crumpled paper smooth. She looked at the face of that sheet, at the doodle of Zwei in the corner, at the doodle of a rose crest laid over a snowflake background. Her eyes glazed over at the words scribbled below:
'WEISS
DATE ME <3
YES OR NO
Weiss looked up at her partner. Ruby looked up from her own paper, and gave Weiss an unsure, shaky smile. Tinted by her grin, Ruby said, "I, uh, barely know like half the words—"
CIRCLE YOUR ANSWER
XOXOXOXO!!!!!!'
Weiss grabbed the idiot by the collar, and dragged her close.
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suspiciously huggable transfem: ah don’t worry i don’t need any love or affection.
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This is very rushed but- YIPPEE, RWBY VOL.10!!!!!!!!
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#so proud of our little web show that could bc it’s actually wild the odds it’s prevailed against to survive#rwby#AND VOL 10 IS GREENLIT
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love rediscovering things i thought i "outgrew." amazing how much mental energy i wasted being ashamed of interests that are actually the gold-bearing veins of my bedrock psyche? which i will be mining for profit and pleasure for decades to come? say it with me: reuse recycle reobsess
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commission for @scham-wcan!
whiterose/cinwin outing after a grimm hunt
#ruby rose#weiss schnee#rwby#whiterose#HOW AM I JUST LEARNING THAT CINDER/WINTER IS A SHIP#I LOVE IT SO MUCH#cinwin#art appreciation#artists on tumblr
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Btw you should hug that t girl who's always putting others before herself
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every trans woman, no matter how dominant or sadistic or brave or stone, has a self that, if you make her feel both safe and desired enough to be so vulnerable as to become that self, melts at your touch and cries in your arms and holds you like you're the most important thing in the world and if you receive such blatant and raw trust from a woman in your life you better treasure it like an oceanbound castaway stumbling upon a freshly dead turtle and if you hurt her in this state you deserve to have every droplet of joy and value you see in your life drained from you by the hot and vengeful sun.
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impatiently waiting for this day :3
"I don't think I can boymode anymore" - a comic I made in celebration of 8 months on HRT today
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reblog for something t4t to happen to you this summer.
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Love this gif. It's so accurate, and the person in it gives me gender envy like crazy. Which isn't necessarily a good thing but meh. I like the gif anyway.
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Reblog to open a rail line from your blog to the person you reblogged this from
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hrt is effectively a vaccine against suicidal ideation. it doesn’t prevent it, but it definitely makes it harder to overtake you.
#hrt saves lives#trans#queer#transfem#i mean i’m much more sad now#but that’s because E made me feel my emotions#so it’s a good thing
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hrt is effectively a vaccine against suicidal ideation. it doesn’t prevent it, but it definitely makes it harder to overtake you.
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Chibees
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