Rosie "Has No Chill" Nozomi (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
hasitsthorns) wrote2021-08-21 06:31 pm
hasitsthorns) wrote2021-08-21 06:31 pm
cr chart.
 | All it takes is the moonlight And as long as the weather's fair She reacts to the rhythm Aroused by the evening air The fragrance of her flesh This is who she is Don't apologize You are to all but you only Have to be beautiful to In the beholder's eyes Wonderful Wildflower Open up and let me see Sexy is in season Share your sunshine with me The picture is perfect A keepsake 'cause the occasion's rare She's poetry in motion I'm just glad to say that I was there To pull her out of the ground Standing out in the crowd Oh my how's she grown Hold her with both my hands Put her right on my table when I get her home |
| Hanako 'Rosalina' Nurumi |
| Born a 'defective' yokai, Rose has felt displaced her entire life. She was rejected by her pack and left to become a lone wolf from a very young age. Years of this isolation and alienation from her own kind (though she'd rather use the term 'independence') has made her a bit reluctant to rely on anyone besides herself. She took a shady deal to enter the world of humans she'd felt a kinship with since she could remember. It led to her enslavement in a fighting ring for otherworldly creatures like her. They would battle to the death for entertainment. Her previously gained self-preservation instincts served her well there. When slated for a breeding program to further the lineage of 'champions,' she and a friend plotted their escape. He didn't make it but ensured that she did. The damage done on their way out has put a bounty upon her head. Now, she travels under the guise of a simple roadie. It allows her to hide in plain sight whilst also following a love of music discovered during her darkest days in the fighting ring. Her past caught up with her, however, and the last thing she remembers was being locked in a fatal encounter with her pursuers before waking up in whatever new reality awaits her. |
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amani.
seteth.
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And the heart is hard to translate
It has a language of it's own
It talks in tongues and quiet sighs
And prayers and proclamations in the grand days
Of great men and the smallest of gestures
In short shallow gasps
But with all my education
I can't seem to commend it
And the words are all escaping me
And coming back all damaged
And I would put them back in poetry
If I only knew how, I can't seem to understand it
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand
The meaning of the word you see
'Cause I've been scrawling it forever
But it never makes sense to me at all
Seteth has always stood out to Rose for much more mundane reasons than usual. He was - and is - far more sincerely kind to her than she's used to or feels she deserves. Even after telling him about her non-humanity, her career before arriving in Erku, and fears about the future and what it holds- His kindness hasn't waned any.
In the transfer to Amani, she felt his absence keenly in the month before he also arrived. Being reunited was more than she should have let herself hope for but did anyway. While she doesn't know what the future holds, she's content enough for now just to be together again and have his hand holding hers while looking forward.
She loves him and that makes any unknown that may come less terrible to tackle.
I miss you terribly each and every day. I will love you always. Thank you for everything.
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felix hugo fraldarius.
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And how can the world want me to change?
They're the ones that stay the same
They can't see me but I'm still here
They can't tell me who to be
'Cause I'm not what they see
Yeah, the world is still sleepin'
While I keep on dreaming for me
And their words are just whispers
And lies that I'll never believe
And I want a moment to be real
Wanna touch things I don't feel
Wanna hold on and feel I belong
While there might not be many outward similarities between Felix and Rose, they share a lot more in common than she originally thought. For one: they're both headstrong to a fault and refuse to back down. This has led to more good things than bad, thankfully, but she worries that won't always be the case.
In the transfer to Amani from Erku, he lost his memories of their time together there; however, an initial conversation mirroring one they'd had before gave Rose hope that they would be able to be friends again. While hesitant to get in the way of his current relationship with Sylvain due to her own hang-ups, she admits that her attraction to him hasn't truly waned any.
Honestly, how could it? Just look at that hair.
I hope you're back home safe and able to spar anyone you'd like to your heart's content.
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byleth eisner.
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What a strange being you are
God knows where I would be if you hadn't found me
Sitting all alone in the dark
A dumb screenshot of youth
Watch how a cold broken teen will desperately lean
Upon a superglued human of proof
What the hell would I be without you? (What the hell would I be?)
Brave face, talk so lightly, hide the truth (Hide the truth)
'Cause I'm sick of losing soulmates
So where do we begin?
I can finally see you're as fucked up as me
So how do we win?
Yeah, I'm sick of losing soulmates
Won't be alone again
I can finally see you're as fucked up as me
So how do we win?
Byleth has always been difficult to read for Rose but she can't claim the opposite is true. She wishes that she hated how vulnerable she can feel around him at times but she doesn't. Rose can't deny there's a certain relief that comes with it as well and even being collared feels like freedom with him.
Being cared for despite what she is can help pave the way to believing there is hope for her yet.
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ardyn izunia.
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I had a thought, dear
However scary
About that night
The bugs and the dirt
Why were you digging?
What did you bury
Before those hands pulled me
From the earth?
I will not ask you where you came from
I will not ask you, neither should you
Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips
We should just kiss like real people do
Their whirlwind romance had left many concerned but nearly a year later Rose doesn't see the same causes for concern they do. While she has seen his temper first-hand and his propensity for violence in the midst of emotional situations, she believes that she is strong enough to weather whatever may be yet to come. She has been so far.
She also knows that he is trying. That goes perhaps farther than it should, she knows, but wants to hope things will work out despite their idiosyncratic traumas. She loves him and wants to believe they can more forward together.
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noctis lucius caelum.
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She knows this feeling all too well
She feels her heart begin to swell
Handsome stranger, you have made her insides turn to jelly
She wants to dance around the room
Kiss you until her lips turn blue
But handsome stranger, you have made her wonder
Is she pretty?
But it's too late
She believes in fate
She's absolutely smitten
She'll never let you go
That girl just there, yes, she's the one
With Cupid's arrow in her bum
Handsome stranger, you have made her happy
The first in a long time
Did you just whisper in her ear?
Words she only dreamed to hear?
Pretty lady, look at how he's smiling
I think he likes you
While some might say she moved too fast, Rosie knew right from the beginning that she would love him. Listening to her heart may have led her astray before but certainly hasn't this time. She still can't believe that Noctis not only accepts her feelings but returns them as well. Part of her is scared it's a dream that she'll wake up from eventually.
Until then though, she doesn't want to let him go. Despite being the older of the two, he's wise beyond his years and always quick to help see things in a different light. They balance each other out well; he's her North Star now and forevermore.
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prompto argentum.
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I'm outta luck, outta love
Gotta photograph, picture of
Passion killer, you're too much
You're the only one I wanna touch
I see your face every time I dream
On every page, every magazine
So wild and free, so far from me
You're all I want, my fantasy
Oh, look what you've done to this rock n' roll clown
Oh-oh, look what you've done
Photograph
I don't want your photograph
I don't need your photograph
All I've got is a photograph
But it's not enough
He might not seem like her 'usual' type but Rosie sees a lot of herself in Prompto. Like recognizes like, perhaps, and that puts them in a unique position to be able to help each other in a way others can't. They're able to see when each other might be struggling... and help as they're able to. Sharing such mentalities isn't always a good thing, but for them it's worked out wonderfully.
Rosie has also discovered during the course of their relationship that Prompto is, as she affectionately calls him, a 'sleeper freak.' One wouldn't look at him and believe the things he's done to her but- It's okay. She knows.
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