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mmmm i need to get my ruby muse back okay

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saecris:

BROKEN   MOONLIGHT   CAST   shadows ‘round their makeshift campsite, forgoing even a bonfire to avoid grimm detection that night. the area was wrought with them, alpha beowolves by the hordes. still, they had been travelling with very few hours of rest in between   ;   rest was no longer an option, it was a priority. ren would rather falter on the road than stumble in the middle of battle where the consequences would be far more severe.

he elected to take the first watch, it was no secret among them that ren had difficulty sleeping regardless. he’d shifted away from their little circle to play videos from his scroll, an indulgence considering charging outlets in the wilderness were few and far between   ( that was to say, non existent )   and there was no way in the nine hells he was allowing nora to charge it via electricity.

nimble fingers swiped across the screen to close it, regarding ruby’s approaching figure with a curious head tilt. ren shifted ebon locks back from his face, rings under bright roseate hue more apparent now. he blinked, the question had startled him, now more awake than he had been before. the dragon stopped the instinctive urge to reach up and touch them to make sure they were still there, the years in which they’d been filed had only left him more   DISTRAUGHT   than when they’d simply been broken. he’d forgotten they were visible now, stark against his hair.

ren’s expression was contemplative, subtly biting on his bottom lip, unsure whether he wanted to entertain the subject or not.   ‵ do you mean ‶ what do they feel like ? ‶ or ‶ what does having them feel like ? ‶ ‵

“ oh! well- “

SHE spoke, cutting herself off as she looked up in thought. for a moment she watched the moon light between the tree leaves, eventually the light seemingly telling her what she wanted to question. 

“ what does it feel like having them? like can you tell they’re there or is like having ears? you know they’re there but you don’t feel them unless you touch ��em. “

RUBY explained herself a bit, waving a hand slightly before hugging her knees tighter. part of her felt like she was pressing the other too much but the child was almost too curious to care. being a child was something that the girl often forgot- being in the middle of a grimm infested world with the unknown around each corner, it took away from her adolescence. 

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slcyer replied to your photo:

WHAT HTEF UCK IS TIHS

i made it better

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me: thats basically her me: rn distressed, sleep deprived, lowkey growing a beardshe just needs a cookie @saecris: aw poor thing nine: her beard's probably growing faster than ren's

me: LOL me: IM me: BRB

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favorite character: *breathes*

me: look at this legend... amazing.. beautiful.. absolutely ICONIC

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( s t a r t e r ): @saecris

THERE was a shift in the red sleeping bag as the young girl physically responded to her dream. a breathy groan left her as she woke up, ignoring the heavy feeling in her head as she looked around the quiet camp. the fire was still burning a little, jaune and nora were sleeping, but she couldn’t see ren through the burning logs. 

SITTING up and scratching the back of her head, she noted how dark it still was and assumed she woke up as the morning hours just rolled in. looking to the new teammates again, her silver hues fell on the empty green sleeping bag. had ren and jaune not switched yet, or had she not been asleep for long? as long as someone was watching, she presumed it wasn’t a bad situation- though an exhausted member could be an issue. 

SHE stood, fixing her twisted sleeve as she scanned the area a bit more to find the dragon faunus. she sighed, partially in relief, as ren’s figure was found leaning against a nearby tree. the rose shuffled to her friend, making her presence known by whispering, ‘ hey, ‘ so she wouldn’t startled him- though he probably knew she was there. 

SOFTLY plopping down beside him, ruby hugged her knees and rested her head against the gritty bark. eyes locked to the sky, she muttered a question that had floated in and out of her mind ever since ren’s horns started to become visible.

“ ...so, uh- what do horns feel like? “

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casually lays down new starter call cuz i wanted to make a new one lol deleted the others

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achillaea:

    a small giggle broke out from tanned lips, wide smile present on face. it was so easy to let one’s guard down around the petite red, so easy to be one’s self. green hues glinted with mirth and mischief, arms resting on hips.                ❝Hello again.❞

    hand reached over to prod her shoulder gently once more in return, gloves off for the moment. broad shoulders shake in silent, gentle laughter.                ❝I was just coming to the library to study for our upcoming exam. Are you here for that as well? Would you like some help, or a study partner, perhaps?❞

A competitive side came out of ruby as she was poked once more and she was going to start an all-out poke war, but pyrrha’s question seemed to distract her. 

“ oh! heh- well, actually, i was coming here to play a game with some others. but i guess studying sounds.. fun.. too.. “ she responded, the last of her sentence trailing off as she reached a hand up to scratch the back of her head. part of her wanted to take the brief second to sneak off to play her favorite board game, but something in her knew the amazon would argue. 

“ what’ll you be studying? “

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≠ =

( m e m e )

Something that’s different is that Ruby is a much more patient person than I am. Though I can be rather poker face with a lot of stuff, my patience is shit.

On the other hand, Ruby and I both really like chocolate chip cookies and capes.

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=

( m e m e )

“ I’M gonna answer this one! Mack and I care about people a lot, especially our friends and family. We want them to be happy and safe. And we wanna help others get along with others. Though a lot of the time we don’t know how we’re gonna do that, it doesn’t stop us from trying. “

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Send ≠ for a way Muse and Mun are different. Send = for a way Muse and Mun are similar.

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I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end.

Gilda Radner (via wordsnquotes)

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( s t a r t e r ): @legacyheld

RUBY laid flat on her back, staring up at the white sheet that canopied her bed. it was about midnight and for some reason the girl was restless. the rest of her team were sleeping peacefully, but ruby had her eyes wide open. maybe it was her thinking about homework, or maybe it was the fact her stomach was grumbling. and of course her secret stash was fresh out.

“ weiss.. weeiiiss- “ the leader whispered, hanging over the side of her bed. her partner didn’t respond or move, so it was time for extreme measures. reaching over, she grabbed her pillow and chucked it right at weiss’ head.

“ weiss- are you awake now? “

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( s t a r t e r ): @pumpupblonde

IT was a lazy day in the rwby dorm room. so, ruby found it the perfect opportunity to catch up on a favorite comic series. at the moment she was on the last edition of the latest volume, and by the hyped look on her face- the story was getting intense.

“ are you kidding me?! “ she shrieked, finishing the comic to find out the creators left it off with a cliff hanger. 

“ stupid cliff hangers! why are they even.. a-a thing?! “ the girl closed the paper back and laid it on her bed, then sat up and glared at her sister from across the room. 

“ i blame you! “

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( s t a r t e r ): @achillaea

SHE blinked, a soft smile crossing her features as she felt the poke at her shoulder. the small girl turned and locked eye contact with pyrrha, her eyes sparkling with excitement at the sight of her friend. 

“ pyrrha! hi! “ ruby chirped, waving, though the other student was two feet away, and rocking on her feet. 

“ what’s up? “ reaching a hand over, she leaned close to poke pyrrha’s belly. though it was just the beginning of her second semester at beacon, ruby felt as if she’d known her friends all her life. she adored them and loved how they could be as playful as her most of the time. 

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( s t a r t e r ): @gearwing

RUBY sat by her uncle’s bed; her feet were propped up on the mattress and she had a notebook that she was doodling in on her lap. she couldn’t sleep after the past few days they’ve encountered, even if she knew that everyone was safe. she sketched flowers and her old team’s symbols, ignoring the fact her hand was shaking from the thoughts in her head. eventually qrow stirred, immediately drawing her attention from the paper. 

“ -uncle qrow, hey.. “ resting her chin in her palm, she smiled weakly.

“ how ya’ feelin’? “ 

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a revolution is not a bed of roses

written by mack