#chrose

[missjanjie]

9 and K

9. Rosé/Denali | K. Stripper/Porn Star AU

yall know i had to set it in the poison paradise universe lol

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“So, is this a voyeurism thing for you?” Denali asked as she adjusted her lighting, “or was this just out of curiosity to see how it compares to stripping?” 

Rosé shrugged as she straddled the desk chair on the other side of the setup, safely out of view but with the best seat in the house. “Do I really need a reason to wanna watch you fuck yourself on a dildo almost as long as my forearm? I think it would be much more offensive if I didn’t wanna take a peek."

“Touché,” she conceded as she changed into the lingerie that one of her subscribers had bought for her. It was a lacy, pink getup that was both crotchless and cupless, essentially leaving her naked with decorations. She found it more convenient – she got to look hot without wasting time undressing. “Just one last thing,” she hummed as she fixed her blonde wig onto her head. “How do I look?”

“Like the sluttiest Barbie in all of Malibu.” 

Denali beamed brightly. “Perfect! Thank you, Rosie.” It was only a few minutes into recording the video that she looked towards her girlfriend with a smirk. “You know, if you wanted to give me something… motivating to look at, I wouldn’t be opposed.” 

She tossed her head back and laughed. “That’s a lot of words for ‘show me your tits’, babe,” she teased, but tugged off her shirt and bra nonetheless. At her height, Denali was still able to see her leaning against the desk while she filmed on the bed without seeming suspicious. 

The filming was the easy part, which she supposed was what most people thought. Her solo videos were often filmed within an hour, it was the editing that took ages. “So,” she prompted as she dismounted from the toy, “what did you think?” 

Rosé smirked as she moved to join her on the bed. “I think we need to make a video for our personal collection, next.”

[echodf]

I wanted to draw them suddenly djfhdhgdj

[nny11writes]

Nothing like misspelling a very common word and fixing it, only to realize you just spelled it wrong again a different way, and then fixing it again ONLY TO REALIZE YOU PUT IT BACK TO THE FIRST MISSPELLING to really make you feel accomplished!

[chrisxscarlett]

CHRIS SAYING ROSE IS SO CUTE IS SO CUTE IM SHOOKKKK HE LOVES LITTLE ROSE WHICH IS MINI SCARLETT 😭😭

[slytherinroyalty]

[shipcaptainswan]

Strength - One-shot

Pairing: Christian and Rose from Vampire Academy

Rated M

Available on ff.net

On a warm night in the middle of August the last rays of sun could be seen glittering off the surface of a lake on the campus outskirts of St. Vladimir's Academy. It was a popular spot; used for swimming in the summer and ice-skating in the winter and had housed more then it's fair share of parties throughout the years. It was home to many animals, and even when the students were absent, the lake was always alive with noise and life. Lizards scampered through the leaves, birds sang in the trees and frogs splashed in the water. A turtle swam with the fish, catching the unlucky smallest and slowest one in it's hungry jaw. A spider had made home in the branch of the same tree, and waiting for her feeble pray to get caught in her web as it glistened from the dim light of the sunset. There was a rather large snake that lived under a tree by the northern edge of the lake, and a girl ten years ago had named him Sterk. He wasn't afraid of the kids and they could often see him hunting the smaller and weaker animals for dinner.

Along with the animal life, there were two people by the southern edge of the lake; where the water was shallowest and where the beach was the biggest. At the moment, they looked like wild animals themselves.

Neither could really explain how this current activity had started to take place. One moment they were having the argument of their life, and the next, their clothes were off.

For Rose, it was all rather blurry on the details. She was so blindly furious when she marched down to the lake to find Christian that all she could see was red, and then suddenly she was naked. Rose would never admit to being the one to smash their mouths together first, but she was pretty sure she had. And then it was hands ripping off clothes and nails and teeth on each others skin, and then he was moving inside her, like he had been made to fit perfectly in between her thighs and she thought it was a shame they were just finding that out now after ten years.

It was also a shame they had to find it out like this. Finding out her parents had died had shattered the brunette's heart like a glass vase, the emotions pouring out so fast she felt like vomiting from the intensity of it. She had settled on the most comfortable emotion, one she was very familiar with and grasped it like a lifeline, the raw angrer giving her the strength to pick up the broken pieces and continue functioning. Rose set out to find Christian, because if anyone knew about anger and loss, it was him.

She found him standing by the lake, and even she could admit that she started screaming at him about nothing, he hadn't done anything wrong, but she needed to get it out. But then he was fighting right back like he always did, and Rose didn't even know what it was about, but her heart was pounding and her blood was furiously pumping through her veins and the ice inside her seemed to melt just a little. And then her furious brown eyes fell onto his lips, and she remembered thinking that everything was over so she might as well do the one thing she'd always been afraid of. Christian was frozen like a statue at first, but then he was kissing her back ferociously and she was lost in the fire of his touch burning across every bare inch of her flesh in the low light.

At some point they had fallen to the ground, and the frenzy slowed for a little while as Christian pinned her arms above her head, his bright blue eyes staring straight into her as he entered her and she cried out at the perfect fit of him inside her, arching towards him as he thrust in and out, faster and faster until the pleasure built inside her and he groaned, black hair falling into his eyes as she wrapped her legs around his waist and slammed up and he plunged down into her. Her finger nails scrapped into his back, drawing blood, and his fingers dug into her skin hard enough to bruise, but neither noticed nor cared. They both knew they would be walking funny for days anyway.

Suddenly Christian pulled her into a sitting position so she was on his lap as he moved up into her, hitting a deeper, hidden place inside that no one had ever reached before. The pleasure bordered on pain just enough to make it more enjoyable and Rose pulled on his hair and their mouths met for another searing kiss.

He broke their mouths apart and then he was on her neck, sucking and licking and his hand found its way between their bodies, rubbing her clit harshly so she felt like she would explode from the pressure. Rose moaned loudly, gripping his biceps as she teetered on the edge.

And then Christian bit her and she was gone with a harsh scream of his name through her dry throat, and he followed her just three thrusts later with a whisper in her ear that she was too far gone to hear.

Rose awoke several hours later in the dark bedroom of her apartment. She knew without doubt that he was there, sitting in the shadows where they were both most comfortable. Silence descended over the room like a heavy blanket and she could feel his sharp gaze on her as she looked at her hands.

"There's coffee in the kitchen. Hope you like it hot."

Christian grinned a little at the innuendo she had totally missed and moved from his spot in the corner towards the door, and without thinking, she followed him to her kitchen where there was a pot of steaming hot delicious brown liquid. She focused on her task of getting a mug from the cabinet and pouring herself some, although she was very much aware his eyes still following her every move.

"You want some?"

Rose looked up for confirmation, trying to read his expression but it was like trying to read another language. He seemed to be searching her face for something, probably an explanation for what the fuck she had started before, and suddenly she remembered what had happened to cause her state of craziness. It hit her all over again like a freight train and her Mickey Mouse mug went tumbling to the floor.

A buzzing sound filled her ears and she chocked on tears, eyes blurring until she couldn't see, and it was like she was that scared teenage girl again fighting against the world, trying to save everyone, though she never could. Ten years later and Dimitri had committed suicide because of his guilty conscious, Lissa and Adrian were locked up because of their magic, Mason died long ago in Spokane, Mia disappeared almost three years ago, and now her parents…Rose realized how alone she was. All alone. All because you couldn't save them.

Rose was sure she was going to pass out, when Christian abruptly pulled her against his chest and wrapped his arms tightly around her. A relief like she had never known came over the brunette then, and Rose buried her face into his neck and cried like she never had before. He was literally all she had left, and though they had never done anything like they had by the lake earlier, they had been close over the past five years as they both taught at the Academy. Rose didn't know what she would do without him, especially now. All alone. You'd be completely and totally alone without him. And that was the most terrifying thing she could think of.

What if jumping his bones in her time of need drove him away?

"Let's go sit on the couch, away from the broken cup, okay?"

Rose looked at it as she let him pull her into the living room, wondering if that mug felt as wrecked as she did, and she suddenly had the need to pick up the pieces and put them back together. But Christian pushed her down onto the leather couch before she could, and he sat beside her, pulling her between his legs and she rested her back against his chest as his hands settled on her stomach.

"Is there anything I can do?"

Rose slightly taken aback at the question. No "are you okay?" or "what happened?", or anything. But Christian wasn't stupid, he would know that no, everything was most certainly not okay and that she really didn't want to talk about what happened.

"You're doing good right now."

Sighing, Rose laid her head back against his shoulder and she was about to fall asleep from metal exhaustion when he spoke up.

"Come on. I think we could both use a shower."

In the bathroom, Rose counted the white tiles on the floor as Christian filled the bath, the task, though small, distracting enough to sooth her a little bit. A larger, paler hand touched her shoulder and she jumped. Christian raised his hands and stepped back to give her space, like she was a cornered animal and he didn't want to scare her.

"Sorry. It's okay, I'm fine."

The dark haired man smiled softly, the hardness completely gone from his face in a way she'd never had the privilege to see before, and he touched her cheek gently, wiping off a tear she hadn't known had begun to trickle down her face.

"No, you're not."

And then he walked towards the door and she grabbed his hand, the sight of him leaving making her sick and she tugged on his arm so that he turned towards her.

They made love again three times before finally making it into the bath just to do it some more; sometimes hard and brutal like at the lake and sometimes soft and gently as a flower petal.

Christian made her leave her apartment and the teachers housing that night, leading her to a remote spot deep in the woods where he told her to scream, scream at the top of her lungs until the tears and emotion came out with it, and it was more therapeutic than anything she'd ever done. He'd made her scream in a whole different way next, up against the tree this time, and the bark scratched her back but she didn't mind.

"Having feeling hurts so much sometimes." She'd said on the walk back, holding his hand, because she just needed to touch him.

"It's hard, I know. It gives life more ways to hurt you, but it also gives you strength, purpose, and something to fight for." Christian had squeezed her hand, and Rose thought that over for the rest of the journey back to her apartment.

He stayed with her and comforted her nightmares when they went to bed, and every night for the next week, and although he wanted to help her in any way he could, he still found her with cuts on her wrist when he left her alone to get living necessities. Christian was doing all he could, but school was going to start soon and he wasn't sure what the fuck was going to happen. Rose would either get through her classes, or she'd get fired and be tossed out to fend for herself. Or worse; those cuts on her wrists would get deeper and he didn't even want to think about what would happen then. But whatever happened, no matter what he did, Christian knew she was the only one that could save herself. He knew she could do it, he firmly believed she could do anything, but the questions was…would she?

"We should talk."

Rose knew that was probably the last thing any guy ever wanted to hear, but she was feeling much more like herself and she had never cared to tell people what they wanted to hear before.

Christian nodded, setting down the grocery bag he had just walked through the door with on the kitchen counter. She played with a string on her sleeve. It was her first time out of pajamas in awhile, and while it was still yoga pants and a sweatshirt, at least it was something. She wanted to show him she was getting better.

"Yes, we should. Are you sure you're ready?"

"No, I'm not. But you deserve an explanation."

"Rose, you don't-"

"I know, but I need to."

He nodded.

And she told him everything, until she was sobbing again, and then he was holding her and she loved that he always seemed to want to touch her just as much as she wanted to touch him. He was so different from Dimitri, and so similar to her.

"I'm sorry I jumped your bones by the lake."

Christian grinned mischievously, pulling away from their hug to wipe away her tears.

"I'm not."

Rose laughed a little at that, and it was a harsh unfamiliar sound in her throat, but it was something.

"So we're…good?" She bit her lip nervously, the newfound feelings that had started to form for him fluttering in her stomach.

Christian smiled, chuckling and he gave her a chaste kiss.

"Yup, still friends, now we're just friends that have sex. And I'm totally cool with the improvement." Christian lied.

"Uh huh. Just friends." Rose lied back.

That made her stomach twist uncomfortably so she pulled away from him and his arms fell to his side.

"Alright, well Team Badass assemble later for a movie, I'm going to take a shower."

Christian kissed her one last time and playfully slapped her ass before heading into the bathroom. She was tempted to follow, but everything seemed so confusing suddenly that she went into the living room and planted herself on the couch to watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer on Netflix. Christian came out to watch with her in twenty minutes and they curled up together and eventually fell asleep as the singing episode finished on the TV.

Everything seemed to go well for a few months, which should have been a telltale sign everything was about to go wrong.

As autumn turned into winter, Rose got word that guardians in Europe had found her mother. Only, she wasn't exactly alive. But she wasn't exactly dead either. Her worst nightmare had come true, but Christian couldn't wake her up and make it go away this time.

She was in her apartment alone when she got the call, and Rose was sure there was probably more information that was said, but she had dropped the phone and couldn't remember how to pick it up. She kind of stumbled backwards, denial trying to do its job, but all she could see was the scene of when she had to stake Dimitri, but in her mind it was her mom.

And before she knew it she was vomiting on the floor, hot tears streaming down her face as she curled into a ball. Someone was screaming but Rose couldn't see through the water in her eyes, and it was only when she held the blade her to wrist that she realized it was her.

He found her in the same place she had found him all those weeks ago on the day this all began. Christian wrapped his arms around her and as the snake named Sterk that lived under the tree was killed by a large bird, Rose and Christian made love by the lake again, and though it was cold, Rose had never felt warmer when he told her he loved her.

Neither of them could see the hatching of the the turtle's eggs, or the young baby spiders as they ate their mother and took over the web.

Rose smiled up at Christian, softly caressing his cheek with her fingertips, as she admitted that she loved him as well.

She thought it was a shame they were just finding that out now after ten years, but now that he was there with her it was okay, because she knew deep down that someday, the pain inside her would get better because they had each other. It wouldn't be easy, nothing ever was in her world, but it would be worth it to love again. And now she had something in front of her, something to look forward to. She had hope, which is one of the most important things in the world.

[dontcallmepyroarchive]

Rose. You two would have the most heated and hot sex.

[missjanjie]

“You need to relax.” with Rosnali pretty please 🙏

“Tell me to relax again and you’re on the couch for a month,” Denali snapped as she increased the incline on the treadmill.

Rosé sighed, “look, I know this competition is important to you, but–”

“No buts,” she cut in without missing a beat, “this is the make or break competition, Rosie. There’s no margin of error, period.”

She sighed, realizing she was not going to win this argument with her stubborn, stubborn girlfriend. But as she ran her fingers through her hair and shook her head, she relented, “just promise you’ll let me pamper you afterwards, okay?”

“…As a victory treat.”

[chrismequick]

DO YOU STILL WANT A ROSE?!

YES!

maybe? I dunno, man. a friend and I were thinking of making a Vampire Academy RPG and we already have someone to play Rose in mind.. but if that doesn't work out (cos we are too lazy to actually make a group D:) then maybe go un-anon and we can talk about it?? 

I just really want CHROSE IN MY LIFE

[laindir]

youvejustbeenzahhaked replied to your post: so i went to bed and almost fell asleep. but my…

Oh god GPOY. *huuuug*

*hugs back* thank you! in the end, i fell asleep with the lights switched on … >_o

[missjanjie]

“They’re coming!” For rosenali pls (: -blayze

Rosé lifted her head from between Denali’s thighs, her brows furrowing. “Did you hear that?” 

Denali, more annoyed at the loss of contact than aware of the situation. “As if I was listening to anything,” she grumbled until she sat upright and heard what she must’ve been talking about. “I thought you said people wouldn’t start coming until four.”

She groaned and got up. “Fuck, Jan must’ve let them in.” Despite her girlfriend’s pout, she got up and started to put herself together. “Don’t just sit there,” she huffed, “they’re coming!”

“You better make this up to me later,” she muttered as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and grabbed the clothes she’d laid out for the night. “I’ve still yet to understand why you guys take your movie nights so seriously. I mean, it’s endearing and I’ve had fun, but still.”

Rosé shrugged as she tried to fix her hair, settling on a messy bun. “It’s a tradition, baby. Monthly movie night is something we’ve done since college.” 

“At least I like your friends, I’ve almost gotten into fights with my exes’ friends,” Denali recalled.

“Almost?”

She rolled her eyes and huffed. “Yes, almost. I did not fight anyone at any point even though some of them really deserved it. It wouldn’t have been a fair fight and I’m not trying to spend another night in jail.” 

Rosé laughed and shook her head fondly. “Nali, you are definitely one of a kind,” she cooed as she wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her close, “so I’m glad you’re mine,” she added with a kiss.

“And you’re not just sweet-talking me to make up for whatever the pussy equivalent of blue balls is?” 

“No I’m not, you absolute nuisance.” Despite the exasperated tone in her voice, she pulled her into another kiss. “I’ll make it up to you, let’s go.” 

[missjanjie]

Hello!

Here's a prompt for you! Person A takes care of B's pet/s while they're on tour and they videocall to show that they haven't burnt their house down yet, with any ship that you'd like! (I was thinking Vandergerd while writing the prompt but idk how much *you* would wanna write for them so ssjfamfj)

lol ty for making that optional bcs this just screamed rosnali to me 💜

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“Remember, no food after nine pm,” Denali reminded as he handed Rosé the five-page packet he’d typed up on everything he’d need to do to ensure the care of his apartment and much more importantly, his dog.

“What, is she a gremlin or something?” Rosé joked as he flipped through the pages. “Emergency con– in what universe is Willow Pill a solid emergency contact?”

He shrugged. “She lives the closest. Anyway, I’ll be back in a few weeks, humor me with FaceTime, okay, baby?”

His expression softened into a fond grin. “Of course, I promise everything’s in good hands,” he assured and kissed his cheek. “Now go finish packing, I wanna fuck you one last time before you go.”

Denali snorted with laughter. “So charming,” he teased, but did as he was told.

-

“Look, baby, Mommy’s calling,” Rosé cooed to Donut when he saw Denali was calling to FaceTime. “Hey! How’s the tour going?”

He grinned broadly upon seeing the two of them, though his heart ached with a sudden pang of homesickness. “Aw, look at you guys, so cute. The tour’s been fun. How’s everything here? Am I going to lose my security deposit? Do I need to send a welfare check?”

Rosé made a show of dramatically rolling his eyes. “Goddamn, have a little faith in me,” he huffed. “I’ve been adhering to your rule book just fine, I have a happy dog and a totally intact apartment. Relax.”

Denali pouted. “I know, I’m sorry. I just turn into a neurotic Jewish mother when it comes to her. I trust you, though. You’ve made a lot of progress in your life and I’m not gonna ignore that.”

“That’s better,” he teased to assure he hadn’t actually been more than mildly annoyed by his boyfriend’s constant concern. “Now go sleep, you look exhausted.”

“I will, I will, I’m just still on that post-show adrenaline rush.”

Rosé chuckled. “Next time I’m sending you on tour with a packet about how to care for yourself,” he playfully threatened before ending the call with “I love you, talk to you tomorrow.”

And Denali knew he had to put more trust in Rosé, because no matter what, he’d always proven to be someone he could rely on, and that meant everything to him.

[missjanjie]

8 + 31, "insatiable"

two for two on crackships babey!!!

8. Luxx Noir London + 31. SPIN THE WHEEL (wheel was spun and landed on Rosé)

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“Okay,” Luxx conceded, “I owe you big time.”

Marcia couldn’t fight off a smug grin. “So, you and Rosé had fun last night?” 

“Holy shit,” she exhaled with a breathy laugh, “that bitch is insatiable. I know I told you no one could match my endurance, but I’ll be damned, you proved me all the way wrong. I mean, god, I can’t even think about last night without getting horny again.” 

They smirked. “Not a bad way to break a dry spell, huh?” 

“Not bad at all. Guess I just needed the right girl to help me let–”

“Don’t say it,” Marcia cut her off. “I know she’s Loosey’s sister, but for the love of god, don’t fucking say it.” 

Luxx pretended to pout and roll her eyes. “At least Rosé appreciates my comedic genius. Maybe I should call her, see how she is during daylight hours.” Before Marcia could offer a rebuttal, she was already walking off and fishing her phone from her pocket and calling her up.

“You need it again already?” Rosé answered the phone with a smug grin.

“Goddamn you’re cocky. And somehow I’m into it,” she retorted. “Are you at home? Or do you wanna come to my place?” 

“With how nosy Marcia is? You’re better off coming here, babe,” she chuckled. “I got the apartment to myself while Jan’s staying over at her girlfriend’s place for a few days. Pretty sure I can get another seven orgasms out of you, maybe more if you’re good.” 

Luxx swallowed thickly, refusing to let her know that even her words got her hot under the collar. “You know, you’re lucky you’re good at what you do. I don’t normally let people treat my vers ass like a bottom.” 

“Mhm,” Rosé answered, unconvinced. “Don’t you worry, I’ll make a bottom out of you yet.”

[missjanjie]

“I’m not jealous… you’re mine” for rosenali pls

“Those things aren’t mutually exclusive… in fact me being yours is what makes you jealous when someone hits on me,” Denali pointed out, “like, that’s kind of the point.”

Rosé huffed and rolled her eyes. “Semantics aside, I wasn’t jealous of the barista flirted with you, she didn’t even seem like your type.”

“How do you know what my type is?”

“I am literally your girlfriend.”

Denali shrugged, “what makes you think I can’t have multiple types?”

She pinched the bridge of her nose. “Jesus Christ, Nali, do you want me to be jealous?” When her question was met with hesitation, her brows furrowed. “… Do you want me to be jealous?”

“I dunno,” she mumbled as she fidgeted with her hair, “might be hot.”

Her expression soften as she pulled Denali into her arms. “You’re so fucking stupid,” she chuckled, leaning in to kiss her, then nipping at her bottom lip, “and you’re mine.”

[missjanjie]

“Please don’t go.” For cc rosejan

this hurt bcs iykyk 🥲

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Jan hesitated, his hand hovering over the door handle. Of course he didn’t want to go, it just seemed as though that was the only option. “I thought you wanted me gone.”

“So did I,” Rosé admitted as he tentatively walked towards him, “but you haven’t even left and I already miss you.”

He sighed, turning to face him with his body leaning against the door. “What are we doing, Ro? Are we really calling it quits because of bad business moves?”

“It does sound kind of stupid when you put it like that…”

Jan tilted his head, “there’s more to this, isn’t there?”

Rosé chewed on his lip as he weighed the pros and cons of telling his friend the truth. But before he could finish his meticulous decision making process, poor impulse control took over and he blurted out, “I’m in love with you.”

After a moment to process, Jan just smiled, “well, I guess I’m definitely not leaving now.”

[missjanjie]

“Have you even ever used a chainsaw before?” Any ship

“Nope!” Denali answered as she revved it up, “so stand back.”

Rosé immediately stepped out of the way, but watched her warily, “and you’re sure you don’t wanna hire a professional or get a tree from a shop?”

“Why spend fifty bucks when all I need is my dad’s chainsaw? I’ve watched him do it plenty,” she shrugged. And by nothing short of divine intervention, the tree fell without causing them or their belongings any damage.

“I’m pretty sure you’re a witch,” she blinked as she watched the entire scene unfold.

Denali was unfazed by the accusation and tossed a pair of worker’s gloves to her. “Put these on and help me strap up this bad boy to the hood,” she instructed.

“Not the type of strapping up I usually do, but I think I’ll manage,” Rosé chuckled as she hauled the tree up and fastened it to the roof of the car. “All this to have your own Christmas tree, huh?”

“All this to have our own Christmas tree.”