“Honestly? She was really cool! I met her after I exploded in the courtyard.” She paused, noticing the confused look on Ilia’s face.

“I crashed into Weiss and she lectured me while shaking these little jars of dust and it made me sneeze. I think it was fixed the next day but yeah, I actually cracked the stone and everything!” Ruby leaned back, looking to the moon as it slowly rose on the horizon.

“She actually came and helped me out in regards to Weiss’ lecture. Blake was so calm and cool and collected! It was inspiring! And I tried to thank her but then she was already gone before I could. We met later that night before initiation and she was reading! Another score for wanting her to be my friend! I think we bonded a little bit over reading but she was so hard to read.”

“We didn’t really start to bond until we were part of a team. And it was then that I learned that she was still rather silly. She would pose with me occasionally, and actually humored some of my more ridiculous ideas. It was nice to see that despite how cold she seemed to the world, her heard was still warm. And that’s just been proven over and over again.” The young leader turned her attention towards Ilia once more, an excited grin on her face.

“Was she like that at all in the white fang?”

It was a text she woke up to after a nap. She blinked at the text on her scroll blearily. It took reading the short message over several times before the words finally sank in. And when they did, Ruby practically launched herself out of bed and hurried downstairs in a flurry of rose petals. She looks around for her girlfriend, a huge grin on her face. Blake pointed her outside and that was indeed where she found her.

“Oh my gosh! You’re going to love Zwei! It’s going to take some time to get here but!!! I can write my dad a letter! And ask that he send him our way! He can mail him to General Ironwood in Atlas and he’ll meet us there! Trust me, Ilia! He’s the best boy in the world!” 

The stars that shone in Ruby’s eyes were clear, the huge grin on her face perhaps the largest one she’s had in so long. Small hands reached out to take hold of Ilia’s, looking her right in the eyes.

“Do you want to help me draft the letter? We can mail it before we head to the station!”

animal  crossing  prompt.

      moments  rest  come  far   &.  in between  these  days  ,  though  it  is  foolish  for  either  of  them  to  expect  any  less  here.   this  is  what  blake  &.  ilia  had signed  up  for  upon  joining  the  white  fang  ,  but  what  could  sitting  by  the water  in  their  downtime  possibly  hurt    ?   luna  above  illuminating  gentle rolling  waves  ,  accompanying  stars  reflecting   &.   dancing  ‘ pon  oceanic surface  whilst  a  content  hum  lingers  in  the  back  of  belladonna ‘ s  throat.  it ‘s  nice . . .  even  in  their  shared  silence  ,  blake  still  feels  something  more  than  the  chaos  of  their  lives  ,  in  fact  it ‘ s  something  sweeter  &.  it  brings  a  mind  once  foresaken  to  overthink  down  to  a  gentle  simmer  ,  mimicking  the  calm  of  floating  jellyfish  on  water ‘ s  surface.  sigh  flits  between  chapped  rose  tiers  &.  swivel  slightly  to  the  side.  if  this  is  how  their  free  time  is  always  spent  ,  then  perhaps  . . .   it ‘ s  not  foolish  of  her  to  wish  for  this  all  the  time.

her body constricted,   pulling muscles taught into a tight little ball, bringing knees up to chest and resting her chin on them. the movement was familiar, spent so long in this pose when processing through her trauma and grief. it was instinctual to make herself as small as possible, easier than that to meld into the darkness that composed shadowess’ form. her hands rose up to weave into her hair, grasping the midnight curls and tightening their hold, hoping the pain would ground her into thinking properly. she thought that it would be fine once this was over with. adam had run away and the remaining white fang now saw him for the coward he was. things were supposed to be better, but even now she couldn’t brush of that which made her volatile and paranoid. she hadn’t paid for her crimes, she hadn’t paid for the trail of heartbreak she left behind. all she’d cared about was her own sanity and even then it slipped away from her piece by reckless piece.

when blake caught her voice it was ragged and worn, trembly like she was forcing herself not to cry.   ‘   i wouldn’t have done that if you’d told me.   ’   she didn’t feel like she needed to clarify   ;   had ilia chosen to reveal her affections, their sequence of events might have turned out a whole lot differently.   ‘   you can’t keep holding what i didn’t know against me.   ’   felid was afraid to look at her now, memories transported back to her time in their troupe. bad memories full of bad decisions. there had been no end to the bloodshed, the murder, the transformation into the part of herself blake despised. she wasn’t thinking clearly anymore, because despite how far she’d come, paranoia held blake’s neck in a vice grip and refused to let go. she still had so much work to do in order to atone.   ‘   did you think about me the same way the rest of the troupe did too   ?   did you believe i was sleeping my way up the ranks because they all believed my papa was incompetent   ?   ’

amber eyes narrowed, lips pressed into a thin line to stop them from wobbling. she stared off into the distance the same way ilia did, internally screaming that she shouldn’t have been pulling apart one of the best things that had come out of all the heartache menagerie wrought. there had been merit to what the members of the white fang said while they thought she couldn’t hear, or even when she could. blake’s ideals had been flimsy. she wanted equality and peace, but had turned her back on that notion when her parents left. after that, she’d turned her back on the notion of equality through force when it was made clear adam didn’t love her like she’d once wanted him to. those summer flings had been momentary escapes, but in the end it just added onto her unreliable persona. they believed her a cunning and manipulative beauty who could sway the hearts of those she touched with but a flutter of her eyelashes. maybe it would have made her life easier if it was.

blake brought a hand to her mouth, face scrunching up in pain when she realised the accusation that had passed her. ilia had been the only one that didn’t isolate her, how could blake even entertain the thought    ?

stop fucking up.

cammy white - street fighter .