#love rosie quote

[theprongspotter]

Blue: Evan

Gray: Barty

[girlbossagenda]

You're a bombshell reading this post ˖⋆࿐໋

[gointothevvater]

And there we have it, the four moments that justify Going Downklok's existence!

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

thank u @ckducky for drawing funny art of charlie's silly spear jealously and making THIS mental image pop into my head XD

Vaggie: "Thanks for doing this for us again, Ms. Rosie."

Rosie: "Oh my dear you know I'm just TICKLED PINK to help!"

Vaggie: "Well we really need it."

Charlie: "No we don't. I'm acting completely normally for this situation. I am being Totally Rational."

Vaggie: "Sweetie-

Charlie: "TOTALLY. RATIONAL."

Vaggie: "Charlie, you promised you'd be open minded about this...."

Charlie: "I am open! I just also know Rosie is going to AGREE with me on this!!"

Rosie: "Ohoho I suppose we'll see about that, won't we~?"

Rosie: "Now, why don't we put that spear away, hmm? And then the three of us can settling in for a nice long chat while you tell auntie Rosie all abut it!"

Vaggie: "Uh, actually. The spear has to stay."

Rosie: "Oh?"

Vaggie: "I'm kinda just dropping it off?"

Charlie: "Dropping IT off? Oh thanks Vaggie for coming alllllll this way- for the SPEAR."

Vaggie: "Them. I'm dropping THEM off."

Rosie: "... I'm afraid I don't quite follow? You came here for relationship advice, yes?"

Vaggie: "Right. Charlie's having relationships issues."

Charlie: "IT'S NOT AN ISSUE."

Rosie: "You mean, you and Charlie are having issues?"

Charlie: "THIS IS A NORMAL LEVEL OF FRUSTRATION!"

Vaggie: "No."

Charlie: "I'VE BEEN DEALING THIS THIS FOR Y E A R S AND HONESTLY I THINK I DESERVE A MEDAL FOR IT AT THIS POINT!!"

Rosie: "Charlie and... the spear?"

Charlie: "THAT BITCH!"

Vaggie: "Yeah."

Rosie: "I feel as though I understand even less. Isn't your spear-"

Vaggie: "Inanimate, yeah."

Charlie: "Oh don't let it fool you. It knows EXACTLY what it's doing-"

Charlie: "-SEE? SEE!! Look at it GLEAMING all SMUG in the sunlight, all nice and cozy where Vaggie so very CAREFULLY snuggled it into it's own chair-"

Vaggie: "Anyway thanks again Rosie for helping I gotta get back to the hotel."

Rosie: "I.... darling, I'm not sure this quite my...."

Vaggie: (ignores her) "I'll pick th- I'll pick CHARLIE up in an hour."

Rosie: "Wait-"

Vaggie: (smooching charlie's cheek) "Try to talk things out a bit, okay?"

Charlie: "Hmph! There's nothing TO talk about!"

Vaggie: "Okay. But venting to smeone might make you feel better?"

Charlie: "...maybe."

Vaggie: "Good. That's all I care about."

Charlie: (melting) "Yeah?"

Vaggie: "Yep~"

Charlie: "All you care about huh..." (sulking) "What about the spear."

Vaggie: "Literally just a spear, babe." (smooches her again) "Have fun with this, Rosie!"

Vaggie: (leaves)

Rosie: "......"

Charlie: "......"

The spear: (is a spear)

Rosie: "....right then! For this I think, tea will NOT be precisely what we need!" (pulls out a bottle) "One shot, or two?"

Charlie: "Did you know she RUBS that thing with OIL every night?"

Roise: (smiling and nodding) "Five shots it is then~"

[thatsrightice]

When I went up with [Rosie] once to check out a new crew, he told the pilot that no good B-17 pilot ever did a buzz job, but he could buzz clouds.

So for the next half hour we flew in and out of the clouds, up and down, like Tinkerbell, but in a man-made monster of an aircraft. I got violently airsick but the rest of the crew had a joyous time.

With Rosie life was fun.

— Harry Crosby in his memoir, A Wing and A Prayer

[enthusiasm-darling]

Idky but this makes me think of Rosie and Alastor at the beginning of their friendship…

Rosie: (hands Alastor a little pastry bag)

Alastor: what’s this?

Rosie: I got you a cookie🥰

Alastor: what’d you have like (takes a bite) an extra?

Rosie: (shrugs shoulders) no

Alastor: … so you just like… got me a cookie?

Rosie: ya I was thinkin bout ya🥰

Alastor: ..what do you mean you were thinkin about me??

Rosie: what do you mean? Idk I was thinkin about ya, I think about you a lot, my deer

Alastor: (scrunches up his face in confusion) …why??

Rosie: (chuckles) idk because you’re my friend, you’re on my mind…

Rosie: … what, do you not think about me?

Alastor: (still looks confused) …of course not!

Rosie: (smile drops) … oh

[radioappleismytherapy]

Rosie: I made tea.

Alastor: I don’t want tea.

Rosie: I did not make tea for you. This is my tea.

Alastor: Then why are you telling me?

Rosie: It is a conversation starter.

Alastor: That’s a lousy conversation starter.

Rosie: Oh, is it? We are conversing. Checkmate.

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RadioRose, when they first met (probably).

[imasexypotato]

Curt: Look , watch this

Crosby: ...?

Curt: THE FLOOR IS LAVA

Rosie: *helps Kenny onto the table*

Gale: *kicks John off the sofa*

Curt: As you can see, there are two types of boyfriends

[bugisbonkerz]

do you ever realize after masking intentionally and unintentionally so much in your life, you completely forget who you are.. and how it feels like every time you mimic someone you lose a part of yourself and personality. and fear you’ll never figure out who you are or who you were once.

yeah.

anyway pictures of moth !!!

[rosiesriiveters]

Keep thinking of Rosie allowing everyone else to experience the trauma of war around him in any way they need to. Whether it be after listening to his crew member choke through the Munster story, reaching a hand out to comfort him, making sure the replacements are all settled and feel comfortable with him - establishing that he's someone who can be trusted with any issues - and listening to Crosby tell him he's scared he's becoming a monster and reassuring him, and yet refuses to give himself the same grace.

Thinking about how he doesn't tell Crosby about what he saw after he was shot down, what he witnessed in that camp. He's never really the one telling any stories in the series. He listens and watches, lets others say whatever they need to, all the while keeping his cards close to his chest.

Thinking about Rosie smiling while watching his crew and the other airmen enjoying themselves at the flak house, and yet not allowing himself the same enjoyment. Thinking about how the doctor at the flak house got Rosie to look after himself only when he framed it that looking after himself is looking after his crew.

Thinking about Rosie re-upping, choking slightly on his words as he explains he can't bare the thought of sending some rookie in his place to only get himself and his crew killed.

He won't give himself the grace or patience he deserves, but by god he'll take care of everyone around him.

[zootopiathingz]

Rosie: so what’s it like working with Charlie and her friends at the hotel?

Alastor: imagine working with a group of sophisticated and mature adults.

Rosie: alright.

Alastor: now throw that idea out the window.

[trashbag-baby666]

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[dumblr]

You deserve someone who loves you with every single heartbeat.

Someone who thinks about you constantly.

Someone who spends every minute of every day just wondering what you're doing, where you are, who you're with and if you're okay.

[j4jml]

“And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.” - Khalil Gibran

Your Bare Feet 08/09/2024 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

[thatsrightice]

Robert Rosenthal, having recovered from his injuries of the Berlin raid (and undoubtedly from Moscow's vodka), flew his last mission after VE-Day. As quickly as possible the 8th Air Force began evacuating American prisoners from German camps. In addition, when the concentration camps were uncovered, it was decided to free as many of those prisoners by air as was possible. For some it meant the difference between life or death.

It was that enterprising dreamer, Harry Crosby, who arranged for Rosenthal's last mission. He burst in upon the latter and soon had Resenthal quite excited over an unusual merey mission, flying [POWs] out of Germany. As he waxed enthusiastic, Rosenthal found himself carried along by the Crosby magic, picking up his gear and hurrying out to the tarmac and the waiting Bays. All the while he assumed Crosby was to come along as navigator. It was not quite so.

As Rosenthal prepared for the flight, Crosby came up with a large carton and poured the contents over his head. It was DDT (a special precaution which not only protected Rosenthal but also the susceptible prisoners). The cloud of powder barely settled before Rosenthal sat again at the controls of the Fortress and, waving goodbye to the grinning Crosby, pointed the nose toward Germany.

— Flying Fortress : the illustrated biography of the B-17s and the men who flew them

[alienoresimagines]

Bucky: Do you want me to flex and make all the buttons pop off my shirt? Rosie: You can do that? Bucky: The challenge is keeping the buttons on. Rosie: *sees Buck standing behind Bucky, arms crossed over his chest, glaring at him* Rosie: ... Rosie: Actually, I think I'll pass, thanks