#Leave my white skinny heterosexual women alone
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oseytorvan · 2 years ago
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Light Fury: // exists //
Me: Oh, another female character httyd, on whom an unjustifiably lot of shit is poured out. 
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softly-speaking-valkyrie · 8 years ago
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Choose whatever. Skitter and tattletale from Worm. Lady Maria and Eileen from blooodborne. Whiterose.
I know only White Rose from that list there friend, so have some of what I wrote for Day 6 of White Rose Week!
They were both alone, only the secluded kind of alone, and yet in the middle of a party, with teenagers and other sodomised youths spread out strangely over the surface area of the house. It wasn’t anyone’s house whom they knew, at least not specifically. In fact, neither of them knew many people that were even in attendance. At least no one in the close proximity.
Yang and Blake had gone home, and it was only through them that both girls remote knew each other. They’d only been introduced to each other that night and both felt incredibly awkward - hence why they were on opposite sides of the swamped kitchen. With the incredible pile of drunken and raving bodies between them and swarming the rooms like fruit flies to a plate of uneaten food weeks old, it was no wonder why Ruby felt incredibly uncomfortable with the stupid red cup in her hand. And with the girls beginning to undress for all the prestigious boys, it was no wonder why Weiss was gripping hers with an incubated anger that could split the wallpaper like paint thinner.
To the prissy white-haired honour student it was disgusting and unbelievable heterosexual, which to her was equally as disgusting. And to the smaller and younger girl-genius in the ats of music and sound across the room, back against the wall and eyes looking like they could cry because of the noise and bodies, it was just wrong and hideous. She couldn’t even stand to look at it, and wished she’d just taken a cab back to her digs when Yang and Blake had said they were leaving. 
But she was a little eager to stay with Weiss, and yet the beautiful girl had been dragged away by one of the football jerks and now she was stapled to the sofa as the idiots were chanting for a Quija Board. The music was annoying the white-haired girl and her arms were getting itchy next to the hair-covered meat sticks of the jocks sandwiching her between themselves because she looked gorgeous. 
Weiss knew she was gorgeous, enough women (whose opinions she actually and actively cared for) told her so when she was wining and dining them in her spare time. 
She’d checked over her shoulder seven times in the past five minutes to see if Ruby was still hanging on the wall like a painting - a very uncomfortable and suffocated painting. Of course, she was, in her bright red hoodie with the black scythe over it and the torn skinny jeans. She may have well have been wearing a sign over her head that said ‘dyke’. Weiss could almost smell the queer on her. 
There suddenly drifted two drunken males next to Ruby, looking at one of the hanging photographs next to her. “Dude, check this lady out!” One of them shouted. 
“Dude, she’s like a total MILF!” His friend cried, and Ruby could not take the loud stifling and suffocation anymore. She darted for the door, dropping her beer on the way and pulling her hood over her head, fiddling with something in her hand, as Weiss could see s she walked. 
The honour-roll student took that as a cue if ever to give chase. 
“Milf! Milf! Milf!” The lads were still shouting at the picture as she shoved passed them, barging them both out of the way better than a quarterback.
“Ruby!” Weiss shouted as she made her way outside, and the red girl turned around. What was in her hand was something rubbery or plastic, malleable, and she was twisting, scrunching and bending it in her hand. Some kind of stimulation toy. 
And that was when it hit Weiss.
Ruby was autistic, and she was freaking out a little. How could Weiss have been so oblivious? Quickly she closed the gap and reached to hold the girl’s hand a little, but retracted when she thought it might be counter-productive. 
“Hey, Ruby, wanna get out of her? How about we get a cab to my place? What’d'ya say?”
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