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[grldinnr]

i feel so vindicated now. i've been saying for MONTHS that rosie is praying mantis-coded and im so so happy to have it basically be a thing.

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LOSING MY EVER LOVING MIND ABOUT THAT.

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Ugh how dare people presume “carnal” has to do with sex like if I want something carnally I don’t want to fuck it. I want to devour it with my fucking teeth as I go at it like a wild beast, and with a sense of love, rip it to shreds as I drip with blood, you know, like a god.

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Dress up Radiorose🌹💃

*Thank you for the request from X

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please imagine: rosie alone in her parlour, the room lit only by dozens of candles. she sits in front of a spirit/ouija board in the true fashion of the 20th century Spiritualism movement. it's more potent because it's, you know, the dead contacting the dead. like an old telephone. she's manipulating the shadows. using them like a telephone wire to reach to the farthest corners of hell, trying to locate alastor — a piece of him, if nothing else.

"i asked the shadows" she tells him later, after he's returned. "they found nothing."

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SOFT(ish) ANGST PROMPTS

“  i thought you were gone.  for good. ”

“  you left and—  i thought you weren’t coming back.  ”

“  i miss you.  i know i’m not supposed to,  but.  i just had to see you.  ”  

“  please don’t scare me like that again.  i can take a lot of things,  but not losing you.  ”

“  i can’t even take the very thought of you getting hurt.  ”

“  you could’ve gotten yourself killed! you could’ve— fuck!  you scared the shit outta me.  ” 

“  yes.  i am telling you what to do.  i’m telling you not to pull something like that again because—  ‘cause fucking hell.  i care about you.  okay? ”  

“  i found myself driving home and then.  well i was on my way here.  ‘cause i guess…you’re still my home.  ” 

“  please,  tell me why you’re upset.  tell me who did this?  ”

“  you don’t have to come over here and take care of me you know.  i can clean up my own messes.  ”

“  don’t talk.  just get the fuck over here and hold me.  ”

“  loving you is like having my heart just out in the world.  outside of my body walking around.  every time i see you hurting,  it kills me.  ”

“  i made you cry.  and i hate myself for that.  i swore i wouldn’t be one of the people who left you hurting.  ”

“  you really hurt me this time.  but i want to let go of that.  i really do want to forgive you i’m just scared you’ll hurt me again.  ”

“  i know you’re mad at me right now,  but i’m the one who’s here.  let me be here.  let me help.  you can be angry later.  ”

“  i’m here now.  i know i wasn’t before.  but i should’ve been.  and i’m not going anywhere.  i’m not gonna let that happen again.  ”

“  it’s time to come home now.  ”

“  that’s enough.  you’ve got your revenge.  let’s go.  ”

“  i know you’re hurting.  and i can’t fix that.  but i can refuse to let you hurt alone.  ”

“  i’m never letting go of you.  i missed you so fucking much.  ”

“  look at me,  you’re safe.  and you’re not alone.  and i’ll never let you be alone again.  you understand?  ”

“  i broke my promise to you once.  i’ll never do it again.  ”

“  i don’t need you to go white knighting and fix all this.  i just want you here.  with me.  that will make me feel better.  ”

“  just stay still and let me hold you.  ”

“  you don’t have to hide your tears.  let it out.  then we’ll move on,  together.  ”

“  i just.  needed to talk to you ‘cause.  somehow you always know what to say.  ”

“  don’t bury your feelings.  sadness.  hurt.  rage.  feel it.  acknowledge it so you can decide what you want to do with it.  not what it will do to you.  ”

“  i miss your smile.  and not that sad one you try to fool everyone with.  the real one.  the one you used to show me.  ”

“  come here.  i’m taking care of you tonight.  and you’re gonna let me.  ”  

1) our muses reunite after sender thought receiver was dead. 

2) our muses reunite after receiver thought sender was dead. 

3) sender shows up at receiver’s house drunk after they’ve broken up. 

4) receiver shows up at sender’s house drunk after they’ve broken up. 

5) our muses are on bad terms but reunite after one of them nearly dies. 

6) sender finds receiver crying and approaches,  clearing the tears with their hands while demanding to know what happened. 

7) receiver finds sender crying and approaches,  clearing the tears with their hands while demanding to know what happened. 

8) our muses haven’t been speaking,  but sender rushes to take care of receiver after they’ve been injured or fell ill. 

9) our muses haven’t been speaking,  but receiver rushes to take care of sender after they’ve been injured or fell ill. 

10) sender hurt receiver in some way,  which led to receiver doing something reckless and sender shows up to stop them/or deal with the aftermath. 

11) receiver hurt sender in some way,  which led to sender doing something reckless and receiver shows up to stop them/or deal with the aftermath.

12) our muses are in a fight,  but cuddle anyway because they don’t like sleeping alone. 

13) receiver wakes sender from a nightmare. 

14) sender wakes receiver from a nightmare. 

15) sender wakes up in the hospital and finds receiver at their side,  who is in the same clothes as the day they were admitted because they’ve refused to leave their side. 

16) receiver wakes up in the hospital and finds sender at their side,  who is in the same clothes as the day they were admitted because they’ve refused to leave their side. 

17) our muses are currently on the outs,  but receiver goes through something traumatic and sender pushes past their friends to get to them. 

18) our muses are currently on the outs,  but sender goes through something traumatic and receiver pushes past their friends to get to them. 

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i still have four old memes in my inbox and every one of them are from an alastor. feels appropriate honestly.

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“I ought to send them a thank you card for training you up properly.”

Fanart based on @cringefailvox @spoondrifts fic "dragging its tail in the sea" on AO3! Bc I love it, the relationship between Rosie, Vox and Alastor is everything to me.

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mutuals like this for a starter ! if you're a multi, please specify a muse or you won't get one.

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“But the horror… The horror was for love. The things we do for love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret. This love burns you and maims you and twists you inside out. It is a monstrous love and it makes monsters of us all.”

— Lucille Sharpe, Crimson Peak (2015)

[grldinnr]

please imagine: rosie alone in her parlour, the room lit only by dozens of candles. she sits in front of a spirit/ouija board in the true fashion of the 20th century Spiritualism movement. it's more potent because it's, you know, the dead contacting the dead. like an old telephone. she's manipulating the shadows. using them like a telephone wire to reach to the farthest corners of hell, trying to locate alastor — a piece of him, if nothing else.

"i asked the shadows" she tells him later, after he's returned. "they found nothing."

[grldinnr]

△ What do you know about Alastor's disappearance?

( invasive questions / accepting !! )

            𝐎𝐅  𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃  𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄  𝐔𝐏.  She's  almost  glad  to  have  no  answers  for  it,  given  the  nature  of  this  game.  A  bold  move  from  her  faceless  companion.  A  question  like  this  ranks  a  solid  seven  on  the  intrusive  scale.  Perhaps  Alastor  should  pay  them  a  visit  later.  She  wouldn't  want  unnecessary  information  about  her  dearest  friend  getting  out  unwarranted,  after  all.

            ❝   I'm  afraid  I  know  as  much  as  every  other  denizen  of  the  Pride  Ring.  I  have  suspicions,  of  course  —  a  feeling  that,  perhaps,  he  got  into  a  bit  of  trouble.  But  it  cannot  be  confirmed  unless  Alastor  says  so  himself,  and  I  think  we  both  know  that  won't  happen  easily.  He  does  so  love  to  have  an  air  of  mystery  about  him.   ❞

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△ Do you know what Fortnite is

( invasive questions / accepting !! )

            𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒  𝐀  𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄  𝐁𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐃  𝐁𝐘  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍,  honestly.  Of  all  the  things  one  could  ask,  and  they  ask  for  a  simple  vocabulary  lesson.  Not  nearly  invasive  at  all  —  a  zero,  truly.  ❝   I'm  hardly  an  uneducated  woman,  my  dear.  A  'fortnight'  is  a  period  of  two  weeks.   ❞

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i've temporarily turned anon back on for that meme. have fun >:)

[grldinnr]

Send me a △ and ask a really invasive question aimed at my character

They’ll have to:

Rate on a scale of 1-10 how much they don’t want to answer that question.

Answer that question.

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what type of love do you deserve?

—  𝚂𝙾𝙵𝚃  𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴  .

this  is  the  type  of  love  that  doesn't  require  anything  more  than  a  simple  ‟i  love  you”  to  feel  truly  appreciated  and  happy.  you  deserve  a  partner  that'll  accept  you  for  who  you  are.  they'll  accept  your  mistakes  without  trying  to  correct  them,  your  flaws  without  trying  to  correct  them  and  your  faults  without  trying  to  make  them  right.  when  your  partner  is  soft,  it  creates  a  sense  of  comfort  and  ease  for  you.  you  feel  like  you  can  tell  him  anything  without  being  judged.  in  a  soft  love,  you're  both  vulnerable  and  open  with  each  other.  it's  a  love  that  wakes  up  every  single  day  and  says  ‟i  still  choose  you”.