#chrisby

[ullbesafehere]

I'm terribly missing Ruby and Christina. Can anybody point me to a new fic please? I want my Chrisby feels.

[mirandamckenni1]

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𝑲𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒑 𝑻𝒐 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒆 di 𝑹𝒊𝒄𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒐 𝑩𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒂 con 𝑳𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒛. 🗓15 ottobre ore 18.30 📍Piazza Carlo Alberto Scotti, Roma 🔊Evento gratuito! 𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰, 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪, 𝘤𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪, 𝘥𝘪 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪, 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦…𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘤𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘦. 𝘛𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘪ò 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵à 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰, 𝘴𝘪 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪. 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘥’𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢. 𝘒𝘙𝘜𝘔𝘗 è 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢, 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘰 𝘥𝘪 “𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦” 𝘤𝘩𝘦 è 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪. 𝘓𝘢 𝘋𝘈𝘕𝘡𝘈 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘷𝘪𝘢…𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘷𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘪 𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪… 𝘒𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘙𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘦! Direzione artistica: Riccardo Berretta (Trust). Danzatori: Riccardo Berretta (Trust), Chrisby, Flacko, Valentina Galli. ⚡Danza Battente fa parte dei progetti speciali all’interno del più ampio contesto artistico quale è la #BiennaleMArteLive, appuntamento biennale multiartistico di carattere internazionale ⚡ @lostbuckz @trust_prince.g @monkey_d_flacko @valentinagalli61 @africa_uno @martelive__ @artinvitafestival #dancefestival #danzabattente #danzacontemporanea #spettacolo https://www.instagram.com/p/CjWO61kNc4F/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[normallyiminsane]

Ruby Baptiste and Christina Braithwhite from Lovecraft Country.

Part 5/6 of my Valentine's kiss series. We're almost done. Guess what the last ship is gonna be?

[stonersansa]

[g0dblessthefandom]

Ruby x Christina Halloween Spectacular!

Hey y'all!

It's been a long time in the RubyxChristina fandom. A whole year (or more) in fact since the last time we've had new 'official' Chrisby content, and while the fandom has definitely died down, there is still plenty more story to tell of our two favorite magic slinging girlfriends. As Halloween approaches, I thought to myself, what better time than to gather up some interested folks and create something? I know there isn't much time (only 12 days in fact), but if you're so inclined join us and lets make some art for our ladies! You can message me here for prompts or create your own, and make sure to tag #rubtinahalloween when you post. And don't forget to spread the word!

I'll be posting a story starting tomorrow all the way up until Halloween here and one AO3, follow the tag for some spooky Halloween fun!

Shoutout to @agentsheryl and @bifactional-disaster for helping me organize and being super hype! Hope to see some content incoming.

- Frankie

[elle-subterfuge]

The Tall Skinny Papa Energy Christina is serving here is exquisite! 

The look out the window at Leti, like she’s checking to make sure Leti is watching as she drives off with the girl.

[nerethos]

[photonsorbit]

feel like pure shit just want them back 😪💔

[phoukanamedpookie]

Fic: The Redemption of Eve (MASSIVE TRIGGER WARNING: CSA)

Again, this fic comes with a MASSIVE TRIGGER WARNING for childhood sexual abuse. There’s nothing explicitly depicted, but it’s very clear what’s going on.

"Have you ever—"

"No, it's my first time."

When she's wearing William, their coming together is frantic and primal, a frenzy of lips and teeth and tongue, of fingers and cock and cunt. In their own bodies, they are tender and sweet, their every touch drawing out the sweet agony of their mutual longing. Peeling off their clothes, they slide into bed, and Christina quenches her thirst with the wetness that squirts from between Ruby's thighs.

"Come here, Christina," her father demands, crisp and clipped as a freshly pressed suit. Christina obeys and comes when she is called.

They kiss deeply, hot, sticky, and delightful, as Ruby's palm slides down her chest, past the Mark of Cain on her belly. Soft caresses on the insides of her thighs awaken her arousal. But when Ruby's hand gently cups her sex, Christina roughly yanks it away. It happens so fast she's not even aware she's moving until she looks down and sees white fingers clenching Ruby's wrist.

"Christina? Are you OK?"

"'Adam named. Eve fucked. God brought forth monsters. Monsters devoured. God smites Eve.' Remember this and know your place."

She craves Ruby's soft brown curves, wants nothing more than to sink into the smell and taste and feel of her, but all she can do is lie there, eyes glued to the ceiling. Inside she cries out, "Hold me touch me kiss me love me," but she swallows her yearning and says nothing.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"Are you Eve, Christina?"

She knows better than to ask what he means, knows all too well his sneer of disapproval when she fails to read his mind.

"Do you fuck?" he asks.

She should say something. She should tell her that it's not her fault. Yet she can't tell her, for she'd rather die than look into those lovely cow eyes and see pity there.

Christina shuts her eyes and turns away.

"Be still," her father commands. Christina obeys.

He draws chalk sigils at her feet, the white lines bold against the brown wood. He coughs up a wad of spit, and she recoils as cold, thick saliva slides down her forehead. Her head swims as the Language of Adam spills into her ears.

Christina glances down lets out a deep sigh when she sees that the hand tenderly stroking the skin below her navel is a deep, rich shade of brown, unmistakably feminine. The eyes staring at her are warm, brown, and gentle, not cold, blue and harsh.

Even though Ruby—beautiful, beloved, blessed Ruby—is nothing like her father, she can't shake the feeling that she's still that helpless twelve-year-old girl who hadn't had her growth spurt yet.

Her father's mouth is moving, but his words sound faint and far away, as though she's underwater and sinking, sinking, sinking into the cold, black depths.

A girl's voice speaks, soft, feeble. Her voice, spilling all its secrets.

Then there is a white-hot flash of pain of something probing Down There. It hurts, it hurts, mother it hurts!

"If you need the potion—"

"No!" Christina says, cringing at how desperate she sounds.

She swallows, forces herself to be calm, "I want it—you—like this."

"Then why won't you let me touch you?"

It would be so simple to tell her everything, so simple to say the things she'd locked away inside since she was a child, but each time the words are on the tip of her tongue, her voice shrinks and shrinks, until no words come out.

And just like that, this special moment between them has turned to ashes because she's so pathetic and weak.

Her father slaps her. Hard. Christina tastes blood in her mouth.

"Filthy whore," he says. Summoning all his disgust and disdain, he glares at her, pinning her to the spot with his gaze that makes her feel like the most loathsome, worthless creature in the world.

"You will never touch yourself that way again, am I clear?" he says. Christina nods.

(She'll try. She'll try so, so hard. But when some members of the Order come to the lodge with their pretty wives on their arms, she gets breathless and restless, and it doesn't go away until she takes matters into her own hands.)

"Get out of my sight," her father says, and she leaves. Tears of anger and shame leak from her eyes.

She deserves father's anger and disappointment, but she will prove herself. Someday. She will learn magic. Someday. She will make him proud. Someday.

"We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

"Thank you," exhales Christina, so relieved she could cry.

"Do you still wanna—"

Christina nods vigorously. Ruby has no idea how much she's wanted this, or for how long. It was the first thing she wanted when she first saw Ruby on stage that night at the block party, shining like a star. And she's only wanted it more and more since then.

Ruby slides on top of her and kisses her, tasting herself on Christina's lips with a soft, musical hum. Christina's cunt clenches as she remembers the lovely notes filling the room as Ruby's juices flooded her hands and mouth.

"Watch me, OK?" Ruby whispers, and Christina obeys.

Ruby covers her in slow, sensuous kisses, nuzzling her neck as she makes her way down, down, down. Christina shudders as Ruby sucks each ruddy nipple into her mouth, leaving them hard and glistening, aching to be touched. She throbs between her legs as Ruby's soft, wet tongue swipes the lines of her Mark of Cain, leaving a trail of moisture upon the ram's horns curving across her belly.

It's almost too much. But she can't look away, can barely even blink. How can she, when those fleshy brown hands gently stroke her inner thighs, when those agile fingers part the folds of her sex and stroke and strum her vulva like a guitar, when a tongue soft as velvet laps at her clit and make her mewl like a kitten? How can she look away from something so sinful, so divine?

As Christina's soft cries transform into guttural moans, the last vestiges of Samuel Braithwhite blows away like so much ash.

[limebitch]

dont say this aint Tina LOL

[katdumont12]

Somewhere I Belong

Chapters: 1/1 

Fandom: Lovecraft Country (TV) 

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences 

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply             

Relationships: Ruby Baptiste/Christina Braithwhite, Atticus "Tic" Freeman/Letitia "Leti" Lewis 

Characters: Ruby BaptisteChristina BraithwhiteLetitia "Leti" LewisAtticus "Tic" FreemanMontrose FreemanSammy (Lovecraft Country)Original Child Character(s)             

Additional Tags: Married LifeFamily DramaFluff and AngstDomestic FluffAlternate Universe - Canon DivergenceNo Lesbians DieMental AnguishRomance.             

Series: Part 3 of An uninterrupted eternity

Summary:

Every morning waking up with Ruby is a privilege for Christina. She looks at Ruby for several minutes with great skepticism and wishes to be omniscient to know what her beloved dreams of because the gesture full of peace and the smile from ear to ear makes the blonde think that Ruby knows the secret of maximum happiness. If only Christina knew if only, she could imagine. Christina would die of love realizing that she is the queen of Ruby's complex and diverse dream world. It is for her blonde that Ruby sighs and for whom her cheeks ache from smiling so much.

Link in English: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29928252 

Link en español:

https://hamakomimundoyuri.blogspot.com/2021/03/somewhere-i-belong-rubyxchristina-one.html

[bandydear]

Finishing up the 70′s with Leave It To The Davenports Part 5

[normallyiminsane]

This Valentine's weekend, I'm revisiting these two walking controversy. Ruby Baptiste and Christina Braithwhite, recoloured.

[g0dblessthefandom]

The last chapter!! Phew! Very stressfully finished and (mostly) edited today for your enjoyment. Please direct any compliments to the poster, and any complaints to the management. Thank you! (Catch up here)

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Sprinting through a darkened basement, on the run from a smoke monster wasn’t exactly how Christina saw her Saturday night going, but she had to admit it was definitely one of more interesting ways to spend an evening. She clearly remembered the basement being only so big. It should have taken them maybe half a minute to walk across it, but Tic had chosen such a deliberately plodding pace that Christina was ready to yell at him to just get it moving already.

She held back, thinking that disturbing the quiet of the room, might not be the best idea, considering. There was another thump coming from upstairs, and Christina wondered if the monster had gone up there, but the ward, or what was left of it) that still throbbed on her arm told her otherwise.

Tic nudged her, and pointed, and she saw the form of another body lying face down on the floor. It was similar to the one that Hippolyta had found earlier in that Christina recognized the 'uniform’. The same white t-shirt, the same blonde hair covered in ash. She nodded to show she noticed, and moved on. If Lancaster was behind this, which he most certainly was, there was something to be said for the ruthlessness with which he sent his people to die. Next to the body, for good or for ill, were the stairs, and Christina breathed a sigh of relief. She could even see an uneven light bobbing under the crack at the door. They were nearly home free, and it would only be a small trek to get there. Christina was so focused on the stairs leading up, she barely noticed a hand out in front of her, and stopped short of Tic’s arm.

Other posts are here. 

[raniatsaran]