#Rosie Simon

[krueger4eva]

My Top 12 LGBT Horror Characters

12. Amy Chao (played by Rosie Simon) from Slasher: Solstice

TW: death, childhood trauma, murder

*spoilers for Slasher: Solstice*

While Amy is a favorite of mine, compared to the others on this list, she is a relatively minor character on her show.

“Slasher: Solstice” is specifically the third season of a horror anthology show called “Slasher”. (Please check out this AWESOME show). Each season tells a different story with different sets of characters, but all of them are bloody, character driven whodunits. Season three is about the mystery surrounding the murders of tenants in an apartment building where Amy lives.

Poor Amy was not dealt the best hand in life. First, as a child, she was the sole survivor of a car accident that killed her parents. Later, as an adult, she accidentally runs over her neighbor (WHO was on the run from a knife-wielding maniac!). Then, a year later, Amy is the first to discover the corpse of her obnoxious hipster boyfriend, who was murdered with a COFFEE BEAN DISPENSER!! What did she do to deserve to live through all these traumas?

Even before the killer targeted her building, Amy’s outlook on life was drastically changed since her parents’ deaths. While she managed make a decent career out of professional gaming and video game beta testing, her childhood trauma made her numb to other aspects of life. The only place that made her feel alive was the world of virtual reality.

Although, I am not sure if this show did an accurate representation of gamers or gaming addiction. Yet, Rosie Simon’s performance in the show made me enjoy her character through her moments of fear, numbness, sadness, and pleasure. Sadly, I wish we saw more of these great acting moments if the details of Amy’s emotional scars were given more than one episode.

I may not be into gaming, but I would’ve happily played a video game just to hang out with her.

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[candlecoo-sideb-art]

Some more Magnus Archives characters

Part 1 

[imrowanartist]

More Rosie AU doodles 🙌🏼

[witch-oftheflowers]

His mask yanked off the moment he got into his truck. Shoved into his duffle bag as he drove home.

Simon smiled a bit as he trudged inside the cottage home. The dead of night filled the house, along side his steps as he dropped the bag into his office. Peeling off his jacket and leaving his work boots inside. Knowing he had to clean them the next day.

His eyes shut for a second as he processed his month away. Knowing his kids and his wife missed him. Knowing he had multiple chances of not returning home.

He opened his eyes as he walked out his office. Locking it. Anna was getting to curious at her age. She was a teen by now. And her father was still going strong with his missions.

Johnny was curious for a young child. But still, he didn't wanna pry like his older sister. And the twins. They just knew Dad was cool.

As he walked down to his bedroom. Hearing sounds of soft breathing and little snores. Peering into the room. His eyes soften, a bit surprised even

His wife laid in the middle of the bed. But not alone. Anna was snuggled against her mom. Blonde curly locks sprayed out. Johnny besides them, his curls hiding his face. Lad was due for his haircut, probably was waiting for his pa to do it with him.And the twins squished everyone as they laid on top. Their hair longer from last time, curls starting to look just like their mum

He softly chuckled to himself as he head to the restroom. Taking a quick shower, wishing to rub off the gunk and dirt he carried for a month.

As he walked out. A pair of brown eyes stared at him. Anna.

Sitting up slightly, trying to not wake the bunch. Her blonde hair swaying as she waved.

"Wanna joke me for a drink munchkin?"

Anna nods as she crawled out the bed. Joining her papa as they snuck off to the kitchen. She sat at the kitchen island as her father made them both hot chocolate.

" 'Ow was mum?" He asked her as he put a load of whip cream on the cup. Sliding it over to Anna. She hums as she took a bite out of the whip cream. Licking some off her lips.

"Mums ok. Stayed busy with Luna." The now 15 year old said as she drank her cup.

Simon smiled a bit as he sipped his own coco. With a spike to it for his sake.

"Your siblings?" He leaned against the counter as Anna was thinking. She was looking more like him everyday. Even started acting like him more. Which he was scared of a tad, but as he noticed his wife was along side them. He had no reason to worry any of his kids would turn out like him.

His eye darted to her ear. Remembering the day she got shot. His eyes stiff as he had so much remorse for building a family in their lifestyle.

Anna tapped the island to get his attention.

"Pa you're spacing-"

"Yea... Sorry kiddo. Just I regret bringing you kids into 'his all" he admitted as Anna had been more curious about everything. Wanting to learn more about his life and his career. She knew more about it since that day she got shot. She became very observant. Maybe even more than she was before.

"Not yous or ma's fault. Remember I was a surprise" she teased her pa as he smiled a bit. Shaking his head at his own daughter comment.

"No you and your siblings, are all blessings Anna."

Anna giggled at her dad's words as she smiled

"Ey if it wasn't for me. You and ma would of never been 'ere." She said as her very British accent was coming out. Which he chuckled to as he smiled bigger.

"Just like your ma. Knock off the same block."

"Well your block too pa"

They quietly chuckled together as they smiled. She finished her cup as she stared at him

"Make another for me???" She begged with her big brown eyes as he sighs and nods his head

"Yes anythin' for you."

The two stayed up a bit longer. Having a bonding moment as they caught up on the month he was gone.

" 'Ows my tios?" She asked him as their eyes met. He sighs a bit as he looked down.

"They're fine. Gonna stop by 'his week to see you kids too." He stated as he looked to his daughter. Anna was getting tired as she yawned a bit.

"Don't you got school in the mornin'?" He asked her as she shook her head.

"Mmmmm no. We got a holiday week"

"Well yous still need sleep munch."

"But you came home..." She said as her eyes started to heave. Slowly shutting as her head swayed around.

"mmm nope. 'Ome on bed time for you." He said as he walked around. Leaving their mugs as he scooped her up into his arms. Knowing his daughter was taller now. She reached his shoulders. Even taller than her mother too.

He heaved her towards her room. Laying her down into her own large bed. Tucking her in as he gave her forehead a kiss

"Love ya munchkin.... You've done good." He spoke as he looked around her room. New posters, movie ones filled with action. Others of horror and some of her childhood. He sighs in content as he noticed the letter on her vanity.

Walking over he knew something was off.

Military seal on top. His blood ran cold as he sighs.

Bloody hell...

He grasped it as he flipped it over. Anna Riley. A small words of ' We're Interested' as he tossed it back down.

Walking back to his own room. His wife Ximena, up as she smiled. Already grabbing one of the kids as she was returning them to their bed.

"They do this everytime you leave..." She spoke softly as she walked by putting Johnny in his room. And he was no light child either.

Simon smiled as he was surprised by his wife's abilities to still carry so much. Years of training still in her body

As she returned and noticed the twins gone. As he was able to carry both out. She smiled to him as she giggled a bit

"Wow still can carry that much?" She asked softly as plop into their bed. Her hair spiraled around as she hums. Her curls framed around her as she met his gaze. Seeing him tired and worn.

He sighs a bit as he crawled over her. Letting himself plop on his plush wife. A giggle left her lips as she wrapped her arms around his large neck. Keeping him close as they snuggled up. Her legs barely could wrap around his waist, but as she did. Latching her ankles together as she let him doze off

"Just sleep soldier... You did good mi amor.. you came home..." She whispered into his ear. As soon after snores filled the room, making her stay up as she wished to make sure he was ok.

And the house became quiet again. Darkness seeping back in as everyone dozed off to dream land. Knowing their house was at peace for a moment.

[rosietrace]

Colin's reaction to Pen licking off sugar/frosting is the equivalent to the way Daphne reacted to Simon licking ice cream off a spoon ☠️

[olympain]

You mustn't hurt yourself! Hurt me instead!

[rosiefairlands]

Hi I guess I’m really obsessed with these two.

Also I said this before, but I don’t ship these two. It’s just fun and games and Iceberg needs therapy anyways.

[alice-after-dark]

Because I'm curious...

Send me some asks with the fanon that people treat as canon that drives you fucking nuts. No hate, I'm genuinely interested cause sometimes something is so common, I don't even realize it's fanon.

Also, to clarify, this is not about theories or takes that you don't agree with. I'll use RadioStatic as an example because of course I am.

Something that the fandom seems to have decided is that their fallout happened immediately before Alastor's 7 year absence. We have no evidence of this at all. We know that Vox is aware of Alastor's 7 year disappearance, but we don't actually have any evidence that says that they fell out directly before it.

This is the kind of thing I'm looking for. Something that is treated as canon even though it isn't.

Ready...Set...GO!

[bestofsimoneashley]

Simone Ashley with Rosie Huntington Whiteley leaving the hotel before attending the British Fashion Awards on December 4, 2023 in London, UK

[luckydiorxoxo]

Simone Ashley, Dina Asher-Smith and Rosie Huntington-Whiteley attend the Nensi Dojaka show during London Fashion Week September

[madeline-kahn]

Music in Film: songs by The 1975 (happy birthday @thomasbarrowscigarette)

[sophs-style]

The Valentino Spring/Summer 2024 fashion show as part of Paris Fashion Week on Sunday (1st October 2023), with ambassadors and friends of the house in attendance.

Florence Pugh, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley, Penn Badgley, Simone Ashley, Charles Melton, Samara Weaving, Sonam Kapoor, Maude Apatow, Madelaine Petsch, Paris Hilton and Nicky Hilton, Balqees Fathi, Lena Mahfouf, Yasmin Finney, Leonie Hanne, Lily Chee, Leslie Mann and Amelia Dimoldenberg (all wearing Valentino).

[ineffable-ezra]

Everytime I get hurt or upset, I hear david tennant's voice in my head saying "What have they done to my beautiful princess?" Like in there she goes

[imrowanartist]

Thinking about Ghost finally holding Rosie for the first time, after having politely declined at first because he had some complicated feelings and memories of baby Joseph he had to work through first. But when he finally does, he’s so happy he has another chance at being uncle Simon <3

[witch-oftheflowers]

This is 18+ starts slow and then smut. So be advised!

It would be years after she was yanked from her forests. Adjusting to her new situation was difficult

Even the lads would say that's an understatement.

Gaz was the most attentive to her. Seeing her lacking because she didn't know English well. Along with she was stuck in the period she died in.

What period? She didn't even remember.

He showed her the ropes, getting her used to their years of military training. Their lingo their way of life. It was a culture shock.

Price was very close to warming up to the woman. The way her eyes light up when he taught her what he could. Helping her hone her skills and abilities. He brought out the best inside her.

With him being a dragon. She didn't know till later he sought her into his hoard. A term she didn't get till he realized it and admitted to it.

That day was a bit flustered for her. Seeing as she looked up to him, wanted to protect the man that dot on her. Making her feel special for the first time in her life. And well some touches and looks lead to more... But that's for later.

Soap followed after. Seeing her adapt quickly and she felt like a puzzle piece they were missing. He brought out the joy she lacked and missed. Even brought her outfit to modern times even.

He became a good friend for her to confine in. The way he made her feel safe and secured to pour her emotions out. Especially too after she adjusted, the way she wished she could go home-

She knew she couldn't anymore.

And there was Ghost...

As the time had pass since she's joined. Adjusting and adapting to their way. She still didn't quite understand Ghost...

It was a constant thing she was pulled back to. Mentally and spiritually, like her soul was yanking her towards the mysterious man.

As she was working with Price in his office. Her curls pulled into a ponytail as she was relaxed. Finishing her paperwork from a last mission that went sideways.

Her eyes linger on the words she wrote as she still struggled with the terminology in English.

"Sir."

"John for you lass..."

"Still feels wrong..." She whispered as she glanced up. Noticing her was staring at her. His one wing flap a tad, his anxious sign as she smiled.

"John.." she stated his name, it came out like honey. And the way his eyes flicker at her with something more. Sent a shiver down her back as she finally looked back down. Feeling her stomach twirl with anxiety

"Whats the problem?"

"Why does...Ghost dislike me?"

He was a bit surprised as he noticed her tapping the pencil. It was an odd question from her even. But he had noticed that strain as Simon, wasn't the kindest towards her. Even admitted to him that he hated the woman, but never specified why.

"I... Can't say why."

"He just stares at me like... I'm a spider he wants to squish..." She spoke as she didn't dare look up. Feeling a pang in her soul as she admitted the words.

She knew how he stared at her. Like she was a monster. Like she wasn't supposed to be there.

She wasn't. She knew that, but she just went along with the lads around her.

But Ghost reminded her that. She wasn't one of them.

Price coughed a bit dragging her out of her dark thoughts. He walked around his desk as he knelt before the woman. His large hands on his knees as he stared up to her.

"Look at me.."

She stared down at him as their eyes met. She tried to remain calm as she sighs.

"I know it's hard still..."

"John I've been here four years... And he hates me still." She admitted as she let his hands grasp her. Giving them a firm squeeze as he was careful of his sharp claws.

"Lass look at me."

"I'm trying... I'm trying..." The words spilled from her mouth as she was softly panicking. Her eyes shut as if they were glued as she rest her forehead on his shoulder. Letting the large man engulf her into a hug.

"I know you are..." He gently caressed her head as he let her get her worries out. Letting her rant about the anxiety and issues she had lately.

Once she eased up. The fear in her voice quiet down as she just whimper into his hug.

"just give him time.... He doesn't hate you... Just still adapting to another person being like him."

"it's been four years..."

"He's. A tough one to get through to. Believe me I know personally..."

She listened to him as he rambled on his words. Softly she withdrew mentally from the conversation. As she just allows herself to be held.

As if he knew, he stopped ,as he just held her. Even got up as he lugged her over to his chair. As he dove back into his work, but letting her snuggle in his lap.

The way her eyes flutter shut, and eventually the soft breathing came as she rested. Drifting off to dream land in his embrace.

Price smiled as he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead as he was thinking. How nice it was to have another in his hoard. Another he sought as his own. And no one would touch her. He wasn't a man to share what was his anyways. Such a dragon instinct he kept.

It wasn't just on her either. The whole group he kept a firm hold on. All the lads he knew he was possessive of, he knew he didn't wanna share them. But at the same time he knew he couldn't stop them.

When she woke up. Left her work when she finished. Even promised to find him later as he needed her help with 'other things'. She went to her own dorm as she walked in.

Being surprised wasn't what she wanted. But by whom. She nearly died again if she could.

Her eyes flicker to him as he blend into the shadows. But his eyes were all she saw.

"What are you doing here?" She asked as she held her hands to her chest. Shutting the door behind her as she turned the bedroom light on.

Shinning the light on the large man that took up space. His chest moved with silence, a hair of movement as he walked a bit closer. Trying to intimidate her even

"You've been shagging the old man?" He asked her, a clear tone of disgust in every word he utter

A bit surprised by this as she took a step back. Her back pressed into the door as she stared to him

"What it to you?"

"What it to me?" He scoffed at her words, mocking the way she asked him

"Let's get one 'hing straight... You're just a distraction for 'im. A new toy." He stated as he got eeriely close to her. Putting his whole weight into her as he boxed her into the door.

The way their chest touched. How he was firm on his arm on her head making her glance up to him.

His free hand grasping her cheeks as he forced her to stare. He was dominant in his presence, even showing off his dark aura he kept.

Ximena's brown eyes flickered as she tried to remain calm. Disliking how he command hrr attention or how he handled her.

"I don't care for your jealousy."

A dark chuckle left his lips as he snapped her neck down. His fingers bruising in her her throat. But she couldn't grasp back, she knew she couldn't as his black smoke filled around her. As he didn't give her the chance to.

" 'm not jealous of some mutt 'e picked off the streets. 'M disappointed 'e spending all 'is time on the likes of you."

A smile was heard in his words as he reeled back. Staring down at her as he kicked her feet open. Making her buckle and fall onto her knees as she glared up to him.

Her hands on the floor as she tried to get up again

"Don't even. Want me to tell Price you've been a brat? 'Hat you don't deserve to be 'ere, that you fought with 'is right hand man?" He taught her as he squat down to her height.

The way her eyes shook as she knew he would do that. That he could do it even.

"Awe don't cry. You didn't cry all 'hose nights when 'e bent you over 'is desk and fucked you like the slut you are."

She stared to the floor as the tears pool.

She knew he disliked her. But this. This was hatred, it was a rage for someone he loathe. And she was the point of his hate.

"What do you want then...?"

"Back off the Cap' be a good girl will yeah? The rest of us 'ave needs too.." he spoke as he got up. Shoved her aside with the door as he left.

Leaving her on the floor as she didn't know what to do.

But she did listen..not wanting to be on Ghost shit list.

She didn't make it to her 'appointment' with John. Or any others he made with her. Nor did she bug the lads about any of it.

She distanced herself after that little talk she had wit Ghost.

And her little act didn't go unnoticed either.

Months passed as she grew closed off again.

Avoiding Gaz and Soap.

Not spending quality time with Price anymore.

Shot even made herself vanish out of Ghost sight the best she could.

One evening when she was finishing her work in her room. Away from the others.

A knock on her door pulled her out her thoughts. Getting it as she noticed the trio there. Worried painted their faces as Price spoke up

"Why you been avoiding us?"

"Yeah Bonnie? What we do?"

"Come on Lass we can help you if you need it?"

She blinked a bit as she looked down..not wanting to bring the boys into her own problems.

She was a burden and she knew that well. She was pulling them away from their jobs originally, she was a thorn they took in and she only repaired them with more things on their plates.

Her mind spiral until she heard Price calling to her

"Whatever it is.. we're here for you Ximena..." He spoke as he tilted her head up. She stared in awe as she sighs. Looking down as she didn't wanna cause trouble on Ghost.

Her lips parted as she shook her head.

"I just need time... Alone boys... Thank you.." she whispered as she pulled from Johns touch. And the way it felt was amazing. But she couldn't do it. Couldn't tell on the man.

As she shut the door, locking it up even. Allowing herself to slide down the wood as she let the tears pool and trickled down.

She missed them. They made her feel so special and wanted in her miserable life for once. But here she was shutting them out.

Later that late night. She sought one out.

But to her demise and not her best choice. She found Ghost.

The way she stood out his door. She seemed so destroyed, desperate even. She had become so accustomed to their affection, the way they treated her, toyed with her.

She knew they used her like a fleshlight when they could.

She knew that what she did for them behind closed doors was distasteful. But how else could she repay them for what they've done. But they all felt amazing.

Price was rough on her. She adored it, felt like she was claimed by a man for once. The way his large cock bullied into her holes was nice. Stretching her around as she drilled with excitement. The way he held her down as he filled her up with his seed each and every time. She would be a crying mess in the end, if she wore makeup. Streaks of it down her face. Her poor curls would be tugged enough, forcing her to keep it up.

Gaz, the young man had such stamina. They went on for hours and hours. Her body would be caving in under herself as she tried to keep up. But he would be a gentleman as he pulled orgasm and orgasm out of her. Keeping her up with his arm around his waist as he filled her again and again.

And Soap- the werewolf in him didn't leave her unscathed. Claw marks linger on her hips as he was brutal. His cock outline would be jabbing through and lined in her stomach. He wasn't slow or sloppy. But he coated her in his sweet seed, her face and body soaked. He loved cleaning her up after he took his pictures for later. He made her cry in pain the most honestly...

Her thoughts yanked from the others as Ghost pulled her in.

He could tell she needed something as he let her sit on his bed. Arms crossed over his chest as he glared down to her.

"You've been ignoring them?" He asked the question he had since he noticed her change.

"...You warned me to..."

"I told yous to stop shagging the Capt."

She didn't speak up as she looked to her shoes. Feeling aware she made a mistake coming here-

"I love them..." She whispered as she admitted it. It's the only reason why she's stayed. She fell down this hole of 'love' she told herself

A twisted one even in her opinion. She didn't want them to leave her. She wanted to stay even when she was given the chance to go

Looking up to Ghost as he shot narrowed glared. Sizing her up even as he let her speak.

"I never left when I could... Because I fell in love... I think? I don't know what love was really... Maybe I'm crazy sure... I think I love them... And they love me?.."

"They love a free shag-"

"Oh I know... I'm probably just that to them... I know I'm just a few holes they get off of now... And they know a few pretty words would keep me hooked and planted here... That's probably why they spoil me...?" She spoke the words outloud she never dared say.

She never told any of them those words directly. Because she knew one thing. She was this Task Force toy. That's why they brought her in originally anyways.

She grew so used to it even. Telling herself that was love. Every ounce of their seeds, every thrust they gave her, each bruise, each mark, everything. It was love...

Ghost stared at her as he let her ramble on and on. How confused she was. How lost she felt. How without them she was actually nothing

"I didn't 'hink you cared for 'hem..." He stated as he walked over. Sitting besides her, at arms length

"Ive never been loved before.. or showered with this much attention. Unless someone wanted me dead." She smiled a bit as she looked up to him finally. The tears pooled down as she sighs.

"I.. don't know why I'm telling you this..."

"Because 'm not them."

He sighs a tad, his hand on her knee now as he didn't know how to handle this. He never wanted her in his room. Or even this close to him to begin with. But he felt a bit bad that he caused her this pain. A hair bit bad.

"Why do.. you hate me?"

It felt like his breathing stopped as he glanced to her.

"I don't"

"Liar. All you've done since I've been here is tell me how much I'm a burden or how much I take up space."

He stared at her with his brown eyes. Knowing she was spilling the truth to him.

"I disliked how quickly you took to John... But I hate how my soul itches each time I see you "

She froze when he spoke those words. A shiver up her spine as she remembered how he used to make her feel.

"You felt that too?"

"Too?" His eyes linger on her as he heard those words.

The pair sat in a simple silence as they processed the revelation.

Their souls kept tugging towards the other.

Ximena's eyes flicker to him as she scoot closer. Letting her knee press against his as she spoke up

"I've felt that since we met... Like my soul wants me to seek you... No matter how far away or how cruel you've been... I felt that stupid urge to find you..."

His eyes trailed down her. Seeing no indication of lying, seeing how she was brave enough to tell him that. Seeing how... Pretty she was this close.

His eyes hood a bit. Leaning down as he let his smoke surround her. Letting it tug on them both, becoming a bit toxic as he didn't want others to hear. Or himself to admit what he was gonna say

"Let me get a taste of ya.." he whispered as he pinned her back.

From there she couldn't remember much-

All she remembered was the smoke surrounding her. The wayyl it seep into her non existent lungs, it felt like foreign her body

But it excite her. Her legs eventually were around his large torso.

The way only half his mask was up, just enough for their lips to connect.

And the rest from that night was history.

Morning light flood the room.

Ximena laid in the comfortable bed. Her curls sprawled out. The way her nude body was wrapped into someone's?

Her eyes flutter open as she looked around.

It wasn't a dream?

Her hands were gently holding against his arms. The way he kept an iron grip on her. The way even now his morning wood was firm inside her. Feeling him twitching, a long with his shallow thrusts.

His breath on her exposed neck as she whimpers. The way he kept her pin under him.

She wouldn't find out about the marks, the hickies nor the bruises till she got out his arms.

" 'M not letting you leave..." He whispered as he kept his thrusting up.

Pulling whimpers out of her throat as she laid there. Letting him fill her for the nth time now.

Her moans and his filled the room. The way his bed slam into the walls filled the room and outside.

But unknown to them. Outside his room was the lads. Listening in as they heard their precious Ximena being brutally shagged.

All of them a bit surprised it even was happening. But at the same time a bit relieved

" 'Bout time huh?" Gaz whisper as he sighs.

" We lass ain't walking straigh' for a month" Soap chuckled as his tail wagged. Adjusting his pants a bit

Price stood there as he ignored the two.

Hearing his best man, a long with his favorite lass screwing each other.

His lip was a line, his fangs poking out as he stormed off a bit. His tail swaying as he had plans to deal with them later.

"Ghost~!" Ximena cried out. His large hands on her torso, pinning her down. Her face to the side as she glanced back to him.

Her knees parted, her arse in the air as his thrust slam into her large bottom. Watching ripples from each thrust

" 'ake it you mutt. 'Ake my seed? 'll make sure yous not walking right!"

She whined and cried as he kept going. Their skin slapping filling the room as she cried in pain

"It hurts-" she hiccups a tad as he kept going.

" Almost done" he stated as he slam forward a few times. His groans echoed in her ears, he flung his head back as he released in her. His cock pop out a tad even and slicked her ass with his seed.

He admired his work as he smacked her ass a few times. Whines from her echoed as he kept going. Leaving her with a red bottom

"Such a view..." He spoke as he watched her black out from their day of fucking.

Ghost chuckled a bit as he got out the bed. Cleaned her up a tad, keeping her mostly coated in his seed. As he left her be in his bed. Getting ready for the day till he walked by her.

Watching her snooze as she seem so content now. Her face buried into the pillow he usually slept on

" 'll be back..." He whispered and leaned down. Rubbing her head as he walked out his room.

[stargir1z]

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