#Ruth fleming npmd

[ghastlyghost0w0]

Halogear for pride...

[squidcake444]

Halogear hc and redesigns sorta

[rotten-apple-stims]

Ruth Fleming (Nerdy Prudes Must Die) board with school and undead / zombie stims

( requested by @woopersuper: stims unspecified )

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Proship / Comship / RPF Do Not Interact Please ! Divider(s) by @mxlly143 !

[sydhatessocializing]

nerdy gays might die

[idk-tbh-idk]

Yoyoyo, what time is it?

[cryptias-space]

Pssstt hey.... PSSSST!!!!

Have you ever wondered what the world would be like if Grace Chasity was a lesbian fujoshi and wanted to watch Max and Richie get it on while also getting down and dirty wirh Ruth Fleming?

Good! Cause I've written 4 chapters (so far) and drawn her that way!

The whole Fanfic is based around the song Confessions of a Rotten Girl by SAWTOWNE, you know, the vocaloid song where Miku is holding a sinner paddle that is clearly supposed to be a yaoi paddle?

You know, this song?

Yeah! You know the one!

Now picture that but it's Grace Chasity and she is a lesbian.

Please go read it if you're interested in halogear smut or, in a much smaller quantity, michie smut! The fic is about Grace and Ruth being in love and trying to get their OTP of michie together, with shenanigans of having nasty sex on the side <3

[justa-sadjellyfish]

I relate to Ruth Fleming so much it isn’t even funny.

[sorebelflower]

my npmd song rankings (WARNING UNPOPULAR OPINIONS AHEAD!!)

so very sorry if one of your favs is ranked low, some just shine more than others in my opinion <3

[chompisanerd]

gay little boy writes fan fiction part two.

Ruth Fleming has a hard time at a family reunion. 872 words, aggressive headcannons added :3 enjoy

Ruth never liked her family all that much. They were.. a lot, to say the least. Unaccepting, bitchy, loud, the list goes on. Ruth has eight siblings– too many, if you ask her. All of them piss her off in some different way. And don’t get her started on her parents. They’re not.. horrible, but— Overall, she tried to stay out of the house as much as she could.

So, easy to say family reunions were not fun. Big families, for some fucking reason, were common for their family tree. Really common.

A fight had broken out. As often happens, with the sheer amount of people. Ruth had migrated into the kitchen. All she could hear now was vague yelling with her headphones on. Fuck. She wasn’t crying, was she? she looked up from the corner she was sitting in to grab a napkin or something, startled to find someone else. A taller, blonde woman. She was just sorta looking at Ruth uncomfortably.

“You look like shit. Are you ok..?”

She hesitated, a grimace on her face. Ruth nodded awkwardly, stood up and tried to act like she was doing anything other than pathetically crying in the kitchen of her dead grandma or whatever.

“Uh- yeah! Yeah. Yeah, totally fine. I’m— I was,” Ruth sniffled, glancing at the casserole on the counter. “Getting more food! Casserole. Yeah.”

The woman nodded awkwardly and Ruth was forced, by her own lie, to take a plate and a piece of casserole. She didn’t eat any yet. Both of them just stood there, trying not to look at each other.

“Youuuu.. want some?”

Ruth tried and held up another place and spatula hopefully. Anything to break the dreadful silence. Well, not quite silence. There was still the yelling. Maybe even awkward silence was better than having to listen to that.

“S..sure. Sure, kid.”

Ruth nodded and handed the other a serving after hearing her reply. She leaned against the counter and ate a spoonful of food. She stifled a cough.Too much salt, and somehow, not enough flavor? The older woman grimaced.

“This casserole tastes like shit.”

The blonde spoke, causing Ruth to laugh out loud. Ruth had basically never talked to this woman before, she knows that she’s technically related to her? She’s seen her around other family events and photos sometimes, but she wouldn’t know her name or how to act around her. And one of the first things she’s ever said to Ruth was insulting someone’s shitty casserole.

“Yeah! It fucken does! It’s too salty but it also doesn’t taste like shit!”

“God, never letting Cathrine into MY house with food again. Walmart cookies are better than this.”

Ruth smiled and giggled again, feeling safe enough to take off the headphones. She regretted this quickly, hearing the fight escalate. They were yelling so loud and calling names — Ruth couldn’t even hear what they were saying anymore, it was just loud. Ruth put the headphones back on immediately and tried to ignore it, taking a few deep breaths.

“I’m— I’m Linda, technically, your aunt. Feel like that’s important.”

Linda noticed Ruth’s demeanor shifting. She also came into the kitchen to catch a break from the fighting, after all. Ruth sniffled and nodded.

“Ruth. Sorry, I— I’m fine.”

She pressed her hands to her ears. Linda dug around in her purse for a second and fished out some jangly keys.

“You wanna go.. get ice cream? Or something? Whatever you kids like. Starrrrbuckss…? I’m getting pretty tired of the damn volume in here. I’ll buy.”

Ruth pondered for a second. Why was she offering to buy ice cream for her niece she JUST met? Should she really get into a car alone with a random woman? I mean, they ARE related.. Ah, whatever..

“Really? I mean- that’d— that’d be really nice of you, if you’re willing, I just— It’s so loud and—“

“Let’s go, kid. McDonald’s sound alright?”

Ruth nodded and followed Linda outside — through the back door, into her SUV. They pulled into a drive through after Linda reapplied lipstick and turned on whatever trashy music was on the radio. One bad cover of TikTok by Kesha Ruth had to sit through later, Ruth had a large ice cream she probably shouldn’t have and Linda an iced tea. By now it was late enough for the McDonald’s employees to be annoyed that they were there, and Ruth to be yawning on the drive back.

“Thank you again aunt Linda.”

Ruth mumbled, rubbing her eyes.

“Of course. I’m not too fond of the annual reunions. Let me know if you want a .. break from the next one, you’re one of the least irritating people I’m related to.”

Linda snickered, and though her words weren’t terribly ‘nice’ she spoke with a warmth that Ruth felt she could get used to. She yawned again and leaned towards the side of the car. She was juuust gonna rest her eyes.. Blink. Blink. Blink……..

When Ruth woke up, in her bed, at home, it almost felt like a dream, the only thing she to remember it by was a sticky note stuck to her forehead with a phone number and ‘Your favorite aunt.’ written in pink gel pen.

[musings-of-an-aesthete]

Favourite Hatchetfield trios. In every version of the story.

TGWDLM x NPMD | Paul, Emma and Ted | Richie, Ruth and Pete

[charliesunreyes]

I WANT HER !!!! DEAD AND GONE !!!! SHES SO LOVE

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH MY BABYYYY

[mischieviem]

Been two years since I've drawn starkid fanart it was about time

[squidcake444]

Ruth doodles i love her

[trashtoon]

She nerdy on my prudes 'till i DIE??

[miwkchii]

"Don't kill the part of you that's cringe, kill the part that cringes"

-Richie probably

(Stephanie and Grace's first time eating lunch with the trio ☆)

[whoareyoueventhough]

hey guys dont think about how Max saying "the skeleton was really special" was probably the first and only compliment Ruth ever got on her acting and how it probably at least in part gave her the confidence to practice the monologue and how Maxs boos must have hurt so much more from the one person who had enjoyed her theatrical side. Don't think about that