i will dig until i find the fucking root.

temp pinned — ruth barker, twenty three. figuring shit out. non-binary, they/them. completely inexperienced. firefighter from a small southern town, recently moved to a fire station in a large college city. story based. lewd/non. mdni. faceless & fandomless.

she's standing in line at some fancy cafe, wondering what all the fuss is about for a cup of coffee.

like for a dm regarding a connection between our characters <3

a rare ruth private story.

/ okay quick layout done, aloof and buff firefighter with a heart is here, come get her

is 5'11.

she's more than happy to let her, letting out a little laugh. "you're cute," she said, looking down at the bite mark. "like that?"

she's hitting the heavy bag much harder than usual, curly hair tied up in a tight ponytail.

elsie holds her arm up, bicep flexed. a little above hazel's eye level.

not quite a butch, but i do have biceps.

howdy, curls.

hey.