spinarosae
𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 .
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EMPEROR OF ROSES .
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spinarosae · 2 years ago
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    Emperor Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, or also known as (yet not limited to); composer, gardener, musician, actor, chef, philosopher, sculptor, architect, engineer, smith, warrio— 
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Oh to be embraced by those long frailty arms of his that to me feel nothing but crystals; to feel his slow heartbeats beating against my chest, to feed him soup of all kinds to nurse him back to health so he can once again spread his wings and fly and take me with him, for I would traverse journeys far more dangerous than those Odysseus' performed , and that those Jason and his argonauts have been through; all in order to return to my beloved pastaman, the jam to my bread, my sweet and silly little tropical prophet... it is very late here so I shall take my thoughts away for now, but not before leaving a tender souvenir for you, for when your energy begins to run low during a singularity they've sent you to, , please think about the kisses in there letter (I did it myself naturally) and surely your love Will be overcome in joy
To: Jerebear
Yours; Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus
@spinarosae
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Jeremiah squinted at the paper as he read, moving it further and closer back and forth, a hum breaking the silence every now and then. What an expressive piece, the pinkish marks proudly left by the author, and yet......
“......What on earth did I just read.”
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     ❝ I have kept you all waiting for too long, and for that; my sincerest of apologies! But a feast of this magnitude with such magnificent atmosphere couldn’t be so swiftly cut, not even by an emperor’s words! But it is time, my beloved people.... It is time that I, your emperor Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus.... Sings a song ....
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     ...... For all of you !!! ❞
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spinarosae · 2 years ago
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N.ero, soon enough;
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spinarosae · 2 years ago
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    Oh what a beautiful place! not as beautiful as her beloved domus aurea ( of course ) however, she certainly could not demerit such exquisite work of architecture! Lacing her arm around Ozymandias’ her excitement pulls her forward (just as much as she’s pulling Ozymandias forward)  ❝ LET’S GO oh beloved Pharaoh Ozymandias ! A night full of GRANDEUR awaits its protagonists! Since you still seem astonished, I shall enlighten you about the situation; there is this wonderful thing I’ve heard about- a fountain that does not drip clear water but melted chocolate ! You can even stick any meal you desire and it shall get tainted on chocolate! fascinating work, truly! We definitely have to go see it! ❞
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ozy vc: nero…
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spinarosae · 3 years ago
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Doesn't smooch the blog but rather, attempts to smooch hijikata !
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               the emperor’s sheer tenacity knows no limits; their great height difference doesn’t stop her either. a quiet sigh and he leans his shaking head into his hand.   “  fine.  ”   for once, for generosity’s sake he will give her this one. the vice commander leans over, lends her his cheek as he folds his arms and taps his foot.  “  don’t get used to this, eh?  ”
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spinarosae · 3 years ago
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Anon said “i dont know why but whenever Nero starts boasting about herself i immediately think of her doing the morshu animation meme.”
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spinarosae · 3 years ago
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@spinarosae​ said:
-politely pats his brain, as how an emperor would- ❝  —It’s good that you let it get air .  ❞ Who would have known that the phrase could be taken literally
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“Oh? Do think it is a good idea to be touching that?” With the overflowing cerebrospinal fluid, running down the unstitched seams onto his face, Kenjaku grinned through it, watching as her hand moved away, dripping with thick liquid. Never had anyone thought to pat his… ‘head’ nor would he have thought anyone would be so intrusive to disturb him while he fixed his stitches. One of the child Servants thought it would have been entertaining to pull at one of the threads and attempt to undo it while he rested his eyes; fortunate for them he hadn’t thought to cut off their filthy hands. Easily, he tied up the seams again and wiped at his forehead. “If your head wasn’t already filled so much empty space, I might recommend you do the same.”
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spinarosae · 3 years ago
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spinarosae · 3 years ago
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       Oho... She may have put too much product- well, not that it mattered anywas— after all, he seemed to need it more than her with just how dry and rough to the touch his hands were in comparison to hers. Sliding her fingers past his knuckles, she observed carefully how calluses trailed all over his hand, how sturdy the bones in his fingers felt, how his fingertips felt rough like sandpaper.... Indeed, they didn’t just look terrible, they also felt terrible ! It was a sight that definitely surprised her the first time she saw them, which was rare considering he always carried those heavy looking gauntlets of his, but since that day she caught a glance on that weathered skin of his, she hasn’t really been able to stop thinking about those hands of his, something that could now probably explain why her action may have seemed so sudden to the other but felt so natural to her- she may have just forgotten to.... actually tell him beforehand- little details-
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❝ I remember having observed hands like yours, they have once helped me build my splendorous Domus Aurea- but yours .... They look more damaged .... I am surprised your skin has not fallen off ! ❞  To some, it may have sounded like an insult but rather than mocking him, her words came from amazement towards his resilience. Those were hands worth more than gold, those were hands that could build, that could and that have worked hard, that persisted, that have been through fire and who knows how many other things that she wasn’t aware of. Pouring down even more product, Nero was ready to rub it again over his hands, yet Yan Qing had other plans, and before she could proceed to hydrate them once again, they were now pulled away from her.
        ❝ You can ! but have you? Your hands have not changed since last time I saw them, you have not been giving them the exquisite treatment they require ! ❞   What a stubborn man !  ❝ You either do not want to think about them or you dislike the smell of peaches. Which is it ? ❞
@spinarosae​ asked : *shares hand cream with my girls Yan Qing*
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      ‘ eh ?  nero … ‘  in the midst of his mild surprise he supposes he should at least offer her his thanks ,  if she weren’t nigh already slathering his hands in lotion for him in a frenzied fervor .  of course even the red emperor’s generosity is an overbearing ,  overwhelming thing —  just as was her love ,  pouring in a warm torrent over the weathered grooves and calloused scars marring his fingers .  she softens rough hands ;  turns his pugilist palms tender despite the work of it .  his are two times larger than her own ,  after all —  indelicate and useless ,  things that required an amount of time and gentle intent he never spared for himself when he could be roughing them up even more .  the callousness // built up callouses ,  or so he believed .  better to be cruel and strong than pathetic ,  miserable and helpless .  better to close up his heart than open it again to myriad wounds ,  the ragged muscle still bleeding with every beating breath .  he only needed to become uglier ,  stronger ,  as monstrous as he must as a murderer if only to protect what he wanted to keep ;  what he was too afraid to admit that he loved ,  vulnerable and bottomlessly deep .  this was just his fate ,  as a shadow and phantom ;  another abandoned undesirable that nobody believed in .  thus ,  if nero was the sort of person to proclaim that she loved beautiful things ,  then why was she ever bothering with him ?  anybody else could be bettered and survive it .  even if they were never absolved of their history’s blood and sin ,  they could still retain a bright ,  lasting glory as a heroic spirit .  she shares with him and he’s still jealous ,  biting down on his lip ,  the wrench of his expression obvious ,  nevermind her theatrical deduction ,  her uncanny ability to tell his truths and separate them from the masks of what various roles he played .  like this she takes care of his hands and reaches his very soul —  feeling shy ,  circumstances suddenly too intimate ,  he draws his limbs away and looks at her ,  briefly wounded ;  briefly afraid before he quietly speaks .  ‘ …  nero ,  i can put it on myself . ‘
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spinarosae · 3 years ago
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even if my titties aren’t physically out, they’re spiritually out, and that’s what matters
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spinarosae · 3 years ago
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-Sends him flying kisses from across the room- this?? It's totally normal for her
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               “   nero, i’m reading.  ”  he mutters it under his breath. exasperated and full of minor chagrin. as if that would take precedence over her stupid tenacity. this was normal, indeed, given it’s been over a year with how long she has been going on in her pursuit for him. thankfully, much to his pleasure, she likely does not remember when they first met or else she’d be on about an anniversary that she deluded herself into thinking they have. 
nevertheless, he figured he made a mistake by saying something in the first place. hijikata leans back in his chair, away from the table he was hunched over, chair creaking soft underneath his weight. he holds the book directly in front of his face, leg crossed over the other and arms half-folded. he’s rectifying that mistake now.   /    @heartdrivn​
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spinarosae · 3 years ago
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anyways I love flirting but also I’m not flirting I’m in love with everyone ever and like that’s the bottom line
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spinarosae · 3 years ago
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babygirl you are strange and offputting
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spinarosae · 3 years ago
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@heartdrivn​ asked : T…..that power….. That fierceness and fire in his eyes…. The sight of a red brighter than the roses she takes so much pride on taking care of… There is no mistake!! THAT man is beautiful !! She rushes towards him and takes hold of his hands with hers before sputtering out the first thing that comes out of her mind; “ Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, THAT is my name! I ask you, oh beautiful man of red, to please tell me your name ”
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      good grief .  what a mouthful .  most kept their names to no more than six syllables long ,  did they not ?  and yet this nero claudius impetuous …  whatever-icus was clearly in full intent of making associates out of them ,  and so suddenly .  though he’s initially flinched at her touch he doesn’t bother to retrieve his hand from her grasp .  the flagrant grandiosity of this little emperor bewilders him too much for it .  ‘ my family is li .  my name is shuwen . ‘  his gaze briefly glances about them .  ‘ you must have been the source of that terrible chill i felt down my back just a moment ago .  at first ,  i had thought an evil spirit might have had its eye on me … ‘  like meat to a hungry dog ,  but look .  it’s just a spirited girl ,  clearly born of zealous nobility ,  judging by all that gold .  sizing her up against himself ,  he scrutinizes her carefully .  one could not fault passion and spirit ,  in the end ,  but that name …  ‘ nevermind it .  your name is impossible for me to remember .  i will call you little red ,  from now on . ‘
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