#「✞」 ❛ house rosesworn.

[angcltouch]

OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS.

APHRODITE.     laughter loving. sweet smiles. dressed in silk and satin. flower in their hair. sees the world as a runway. unapologetically sexual. the sea washing their ankles.  in love with love.  stirrer of passion. cunning concealed by painted lips. secret daggers. doves. revolution in their kiss. delighting in the waves. flirtatious winks.  strolling along the beach. staring wistfully from a balcony.  this is how to be a heartbreaker. wants to be adored. gets turned on by danger.

APOLLO.     glitz and glamour. art galleries. turning the volume up.  being made of gold.  neatly organised music sheets.  notebooks filled with poetry. bathing in the sunlight. the powerful urge to create. collecting vinyl records.  beautiful cover of wonderwall. playing multiple instruments. tasting like sunshine. healing touch. speaking in prophecies. smile mingled with wrath. shunning lies.  sporting shades. hanging out at music festivals with their friends. sleeps naked. arrow to the heart.  paint brushes.  probably has a tinder account.

ARES. armed for battle. wants to raise a dog with their significant other.  soft spot for children. gives piggyback rides. scarred body. blood on their hands and face. willing to fight the world for the ones they love. fights against injustice. warm hugs.  well worn combat boots. boxing gloves. bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles. fist raised in protest. ignites revolutions. fear is a prison. more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think. exhausted. damaged goods. force to be reckoned with. red roses. curses under their breath.

ARTEMIS.    keen sense of a hunter.  freckles like constellations on their skin. piercing eyes. disheveled braid.  moonlight peeking through the shadows. the calm of the forest at night. lying on the grass and staring at the stars. mother doe and her fawn. protecting their kin. the moon shimmering on a still lake.  quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree. running with wolves. bonding while circled around a campfire. not being much of a people person. arrow hitting a target. popping egos. patience on 3%. touches heaven and returns howling.

ATHENA.   discerning gaze.  unreadable face. quiet museums.  owl perched on their finger. armour that intimidates.  eye for architecture.  plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses.  studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid.  big fan of logic.  loves brain teasers. ancient buildings. sweaters in neutrals and cool colours. hair done up. can kill you with their brain. heads to the library often to research. sharpened pencils. abs that can cut steel. stoic statues.  pottery classes.

DEMETER.     soil covered hands. smile that can bloom flowers. skin loved by the sun.being the mom friend. can lift you and your friends.  flowers kept in the pockets of overalls.takes pride in their beautiful garden.  speaks to their plants.  leaves rustling in the wind. stalks of wheat. picking fruit.  greenhouses. heart as strong as a mountain. values simplicity.daisies dotted across a collarbone. curls crowned with flowers. folded pile of sweaters in warm hues. pulling out fresh baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.

DIONYSUS.     drunk shitposter. on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second. seductive smirks. untamed curls. rich fabrics on dark skin.  sleek furred panthers. theatre masks.  stage productions.  receiving a standing ovation. rose caught between their teeth.  being the baby of the bunch.  wild parties that last from sundown to sunup.  creeping vines. inspiring loyalty.  grand opera houses. masquerade balls.  rolls of film.   shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine spilled floor. pouring champagne into flutes.  lives for the applause.

HEPHAESTUS. the calloused hands of someone who knows labor. sweaty brow. flame burning in their eyes.  inventive mind. broad shoulders. steampunk goggles.  nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes. ashes.  striking a match.  blueprints for future projects.  fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades. wrestles with bitterness. work boots have seen better years.  wrinkled plaid shirts. iron melted in blazing fire.  huge jackets.  crafting masterpieces.  greased stained overalls.  fascination with robotics. pain is fuel.  stack of weaponry.  even their muscles have muscles.

HERA.     resting bitch face.  dressed to the nines.  cows grazing on a pasture. cool rain.loving and hating fiercely. hand clutching a string of pearls.  large chandelier with glittering crystals.  plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims.  romance to realism.  pictures of the sky while flying on a plane.  files that under fuck it. downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix. like their selfie or you’re grounded.  knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man. dark eyes that penetrate your soul. marble and gold.

HERMES.     devil - may - care smile. always up - to - date on the latest technology.  will steal your french fries. does it for the vine. shitposter.  puts googly eyes on everything.  meme hoarder. long drives on the highway.  ma and pop diners. spontaneous road trips. folded maps. fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop. shooting hoops on the basketball court. chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations. goes jogging in the morning. mixes redbull with coffee.  menace on april fool’s.  hoodies and sneakers.  

POSEIDON.    storm with skin. colorful coral reefs. waves crashing against the shore.  stroking the soft fur of a cat. their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop. tousled locks. clothes smeared with paint.  owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more. leather jackets.  fondness for diy projects. handwriting that flows across the page. nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin. velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams. mood as ever - changing as the sea. the roar of a motorcycle.  compass with a spinning arrow.

HADES.     walking home alone in the early morning.   back alleys.   drinking alone in a graveyard.     crippling loneliness hidden by sarcasm and cynicism.     crows picking a carcass.   untended dead flowers.    the black sheep of the family.    black coffee.    money can’t buy you happiness.    murder mystery dinner parties.   blood on your shirt collar.    dust illuminated by sunlight.    classical music.   dogs are better than people.    a quiet wrath.   shady business deals.     taking what you are owed.    paint it black.     seasonal affective disorder.     popping the suit collar.     grey rain on a cityscape.

ZEUS.     thunder in their heart.  running on coffee. flash of lightning. unnatural charisma.eloquence. badass in a nice suit.  aficionado of history. force of nature. lenny face. nightmare - filled nights. proud arm around their lover’s waist. high - rise buildings.  planes soaring through a cloudless sky.  technician on the piano. maintains order.  strong handshake. juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease. expensive watch.

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tagging: @soleirs ; @lightcreators ; @redhoneyhq ; @iilvecchio ; @queenofkategat  and who ever wants to c:

[killedinstead]

@rosesworn sent an owl: “i’m… i’m trying. i really am.” &. SOFT ANGST STARTERS. // accepting

             “Aren’t we all?’ she asked softly. Unable to help but overhear Scarlett’s muttering. She offered the other a small smile. She knew most in the other’s house did not care for her, avoid her at every possible turn. Yet here the two of them were. She couldn’t help but pear over the table to see what she was working on. “Would you like some help?”

[blackswritings]

olympian aesthetics !

APHRODITE     laughter loving.   sweet smiles. dressed in silk and satin. flower in their hair. sees the world as a runway.   unapologetically sexual.  the sea washing their ankles. in love with love.   stirrer of passion.  cunning concealed by painted lips.   secret daggers.  doves.  revolution in their kiss.  delighting in the waves.   flirtatious winks.   strolling along the beach.   staring wistfully from a balcony.   this is how to be a heartbreaker.  wants to be adored. gets turned on by danger. APOLLO   glitz and glamour.  art galleries.  turning the volume up.  being made of gold.  neatly organized music sheets.  notebooks filled with poetry. bathing in the sunlight. the powerful urge to create.  collecting vinyl records.  beautiful cover of wonderwall.   playing multiple instruments. tasting like sunshine. healing touch.  speaking in prophecies. smile mingled with wrath. shunning lies.  sporting shades.   hanging out at music festivals with their friends.   sleeps naked.  arrow to the heart.  paint brushes.  probably has a tinder account. ARES   armed for battle. wants to raise a dog with their significant other.   soft spot for children.  gives piggyback rides. scarred body. blood on their hands and face. willing to fight the world for the ones they love.  fights against injustice. warm hugs.   well worn combat boots. boxing gloves.  bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles.  fist raised in protest.  ignites revolutions.  fear is a prison.  more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think.   exhausted.   damaged goods. force to be reckoned with. red roses.    curses under their breath. ARTEMIS    keen sense of a hunter.  freckles like constellations on their skin.  piercing eyes. disheveled braid.  moonlight peeking through the shadows. the calm of the forest at night. lying on the grass and staring at the stars. mother doe and her fawn.   protecting their kin. the moon shimmering on a still lake.  quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree.  running with wolves. bonding while circled around a campfire.  not being much of a people person.  arrow hitting a target.   popping egos.   patience on 3%. touches heaven and returns howling. ATHENA     discerning gaze.  unreadable face. quiet museums.   owl perched on their finger. armor that intimidates. eye for architecture.   plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses.   studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid.  big fan of logic.   loves brain teasers.  ancient buildings.   sweaters in neutrals and cool colors.   hair done up.   can kill you with their brain.   heads to the library often to research. sharpened pencils. abs that can cut steel.   stoic statues.   pottery classes. DEMETER     soil covered hands. smile that can bloom flowers.  skin loved by the sun. being the mom friend.  can lift you and your friends.  flowers kept in the pockets of overalls. takes pride in their beautiful garden. speaks to their plants.  leaves rustling in the wind. stalks of wheat.  picking fruit.  greenhouses.   heart as strong as a mountain. values simplicity. daisies dotted across a collarbone.  curls crowned with flowers. folded pile of sweaters in warm hues.   pulling out fresh baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air. DIONYSUS     drunk shitposter.  on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second. seductive smirks. untamed curls.  rich fabrics on dark skin. sleek furred panthers.   theatre masks.   stage productions.   receiving a standing ovation.  rose caught between their teeth. being the baby of the bunch. wild parties that last from sundown to sunup.  creeping vines. inspiring loyalty. grand opera houses.   masquerade balls.   rolls of film.  shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine spilled floor.   pouring champagne into flutes.  lives for the applause. HEPHAESTUS       the calloused hands of someone who knows labor.   sweaty brow.   flame burning in their eyes. inventive mind.   broad shoulders.   steampunk goggles.   nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes. ashes. striking a match.  blueprints for future projects.  fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades.   wrestles with bitterness.   work boots have seen better years.  wrinkled plaid shirts.   iron melted in blazing fire. huge jackets. crafting masterpieces. greased stained overalls.   fascination with robotics. pain is fuel.  stack of weaponry.   even their muscles have muscles. HERA       resting bitch face. dressed to the nines.   cows grazing on a pasture. cool rain.  loving and hating fiercely. hand clutching a string of pearls.   large chandelier with glittering crystals. plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims. romance to realism.   pictures of the sky while flying on a plane. files that under ‘ fuck it ’.   downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix. like their selfie or you’re grounded.   knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man.  dark eyes that penetrate your soul.  marble and gold. HERMES     devil-may-care smile.    always up-to-date on the latest technology. will steal your french fries. does it for the vine.   shitposter. puts googly eyes on everything. meme hoarder.   long drives on the highway. ma and pop diners. spontaneous road trips.   folded maps.  fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop.  shooting hoops on the basketball court.   chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations. goes jogging in the morning . mixes redbull with coffee. menace on april fool’s. hoodies and sneakers.   POSEIDON     storm with skin. colorful coral reefs.  waves crashing against the shore.   stroking the soft fur of a cat.   their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop. tousled locks. clothes smeared with paint.  owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more.  leather jackets.   fondness for diy projects. handwriting that flows across the page.   nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin.   velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams.   mood as ever-changing as the sea.   the roar of a motorcycle. compass with a spinning arrow. ZEUS    thunder in their heart. running on coffee. flash of lightning. un-natural charisma. eloquence. badass in a nice suit.  aficionado of history. force of nature. lenny face.nightmare-filled nights.  proud arm around their lover’s waist. high-rise buildings. planes soaring through a cloudless sky. technician on the piano.   maintains order.  strong handshake. juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease.   expensive watch.

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[multimentium]

writer aesthetics

JOHN KEATS:

the lavender in sunsets, flowers in the rain, sunlight slipping through clouds, lazy summer afternoons, the heavy scent of musk, flickering candlelight reflecting off the gold titles of books, fireflies on a cool summer night, being wrapped in fresh bedsheets, the ache of wanting what you can never have, dripping sunlight like gold, loving someone so exquisite, soft lips and soft whispers, fingers through hair, names of lovers carved in trees, broken glass, the insistence of being perpetually dreamy.

F. SCOTT FITZGERALD:

mahogany wood, crisp winter skies with cold bright stars, the solitude of an early autumn morning wrapped in fog, empty bottles on stacks and stacks of books haphazardly placed in a messy room, pale bruised arms reaching out into the darkness, cigarette smoke just barely hiding the scent of alcohol, a wall of books all poetry and old and weathered, a bad thunderstorm occurring at the end of a beautiful day, the way tragedy strikes in your heart but ends up stopping your breathing for a moment, your favorite sweater, parties spilling into four a.m. with the stars above spinning and dancing, the contrast of blood against snow, a purple split lip oozing blood, black eyes fading to blue to pale skin, the butterflies of falling in love for the first time, the statues falling apart over time in cemeteries, the romanticization of self-destruction

FRANZ KAFKA:

the weight of dread that sits heavily in your stomach when thinking about the future, decrepit houses cloaked in mystery from children telling stories of people who died there, the way not even light can escape a black hole, the rich smell of old books, delicate veins in the wrist, ghosts filling lungs, shattered bones, raindrops on the tongue, rusting metal, nostalgia that aches, the way hope feels like a plastic bag over your head

H.P. LOVECRAFT:

the anxiety felt when staring into an unknown cave, pouring rain and mud, a child’s fear of the dark, thinking so many questions about your existence as you stare at the vast expanse of never ending ocean, the silence of three a.m., danse macabre by camille saint-saens playing on a record in an empty house, the possibility of aliens and the weird feeling it gives you that you can’t explain, unexplainable phenomena, strange lights in the sky in the dead of night, ouija boards and urban legends

JACK KEROUAC:

the brisk pine air of being on a mountain, travels without a destination, those nights where you’re missing three hours of memory, screaming to a lifeless desert about how you’re so alive, coffee shops late at night, car rides at night spent speeding and laughing in the dark, naps spent in the sun, novels highlighted and underlined with notes and epiphanies in the margins, the way uncertainty sits on the shoulders, ignoring flaws and loving life, wind through hair, depression as fog in the brain, impossible ideals, a quiet sunrise, walks alone, when you think about trying to discover all the secrets to the universe, dazzling people, open lands stretching out into infinity, falling in love with being alive

EDGAR ALLAN POE:

the ocean’s horizon inseparable from fog, hollow bones, a preserved heart held in hands, twinkling stars above an old graveyard, the way everything turns to dust, silent black birds with eyes full of wisdom, self-inflicted flames, perfection depicted as a rotting corpse, death as bricks in the heart, lips barely brushing against each other, glassy glazed eyes, biting into a lemon, heart-shaped bruises, rotting flowers on a grave, dried blood and spilled liquor, the hush of dusk when it begins raining, the intimacy of a secret

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[miiirrorbcll]

“You have a thoughtful look about you, something up?” ( to jack )

Hmm… * @rosesworn

Jack looks down at Scarlett, holding her tighter in his arms as she asks the question. He was unaware that he had a kind of look on his face, though he was thinking when she pulled him out of it.

“Just thinkin’ ‘bout how ya spoil me.” He teases placing a kiss to her head. They had been sleeping together for several months now, and while Jack had been able to brush off why he wasn’t in the lodging house most nights, he really just wanted to tell them the truth. Not to mention he was starting to want this to go somewhere with Scarlett. “I’m startin’ ta get sick a’ sleepin’ in the Lodgin’ House.”

[crystal-grace]

Alarastrasz Fact Sheet:

One of Alexstrasza’s youngest children, though he was raised by one of her handmaidens.

Refers to Alexstrasza as ‘mother’ and her handmaiden as ‘mama’

His father is rumored to be a blue dragon but he’s never cared enough to ask.

Attached himself to the Blood elves fairly early on, admired their spirit after losing so much.

Formed House Rosesworn after taking up residence in Eversong. Took on the name Alarazaen for when he plays at being mortal.

He’s disclosed his identity, pre-WoD, to exactly two people. His then-wife and Lorthemar.

Stopped hiding what he was on Alternate Draenor and just continued with it when he returned to Azeroth.

His marriage fell apart following the events of Azsuna but they’re still on good terms.

The little blue whelping? That’s his daughter now, Halanagosa.

He takes in orphans and spends a good chunk of time getting gifts together for Children’s Day.

Azsuna broke him but the burning of Teldrassil? That broke him more.

He’s taken up residence between Dalaran, Dragonblight and Silvermoon.

[lady-rosesworn-blog]

tag drop, 001.

[arandoros]

Send me a ✺ for my muse's reaction to yours knocking on their door in the middle of the night. For Ty~

He’d only been home for a couple days--less than a week, really. His journey across Azsuna had been exhausting and, now that he was home, he’d taken a few vacation days to spend time with Naivaria and plan the next move for her mission. Every ounce of sleep he could get was precious, so the knock on his door was annoying as well as suspicious.He reached into the top drawer of his bedside table, pulling out a dagger before making his way to the front door. Their house was still relatively new, and he’d yet to install a particularly strong magical security system, so he was grateful he had even heard the knock.Peering through the peephole, he was quite shocked to see the young Cleric on his doorstep. He couldn’t gather her expression much in the dark, but he could at least tell it was her. He opened the door, just a crack, and peeked through said crack suspiciously. “Ty’lanae? What are you doing here so late at night? You should be back in the City!” He spoke in a loud whisper, not wanting Naivaria to wake.

@naivaria for mention; @cleric-rosesworn

[angcltouch]

✦ ( to damon )

                   the  shower  was  running,  damon  could  listen  to  the  water  even  after  he  open  the  door  of  her  house,  a  smile  was  already  dancing�� on  his  lips  when  he  walked  all  the  way  to  the  bathroom  to  perhaps  surprise  scarlet,  not  sure  if  she  would  enjoy  seeing  him  or  if  she  would  roll  her  eyes  and  tell  him  TO  GET  THE  HELL  OUT.  but  either  way  was  worth  the  shoot.  but  the  smile  that  he  carried  on  his  lips  died  the  moment  he  open  the  door  and  saw  her  back  turned  to  him.  he  had  never  noticed  them  before,  but  now  he  could  see  all  of  the  small  scares  that  covered  her  back,  A  SOFT  ANGER  RAN  DOWN  HIS  SPINE  a  anger  that  he  could  not  quite  understand,  a  anger  that  said  he  would  do  anything  to  protect  her                   most  of  all  he  would  do  anything  to  hurt  those  how  hurt  her.            ❛❛   what  happen ?   ❜❜

       send in a  ✦  for my muses’s reaction to seeing your muse’s scars.   ↷   @rosesworn