runaway;

+Rosa Diaz; what will you do when something stops you? what will you say to the world? what will you do when it all comes crashing down on you, little girl?

[grovnder]

(insp)

[morganlindseys]

[byeoh-art]

[logcns-blog]

Logan’s eyes were glued to Rosa, somewhat mesmerized at the way she so easily changed her demeanor; her conflicting personality melting away, leaving an innocent southern belle in its place. It was intriguing to watch. He cleared his throat before looking down at the page, “You’re never gon’ be alone, not as long as I’m ‘ere by your side…. I cross my heart an’ promise you….  I’ll be there whenever you need me, an’ when you don’t.” Logan stopped reciting, chewing the side of his tongue as his eyes flickered back up to Rosa. He had never been a good actor; not when he needed to be in this moment, nor wanted to be when he couldn’t set himself straight. He just stood there, hoping that he didn’t throw the brunette off her tracks.

[diaz-rosa]

Logan’s acting wasn’t fantastic, but he was helping her by even saying the lines in his slightly stilted manner. Rosa closed her eyes briefly, breathing out. “You ain’t my daddy though.” And even she knew she said that line slightly flatly. Rosa had trouble most with these lines because they required a certain emotion, an emotion for her father, an emotion that Rosa had never and would never have towards him. “Fucking shit balls fuck.” She swore, throwing up her hands in defeat. “Fuck this stupid script. Who the fuck cries for so long over their dead fucking father anyways?”

[gagefiori]

“Sounds like you have an angle to me. You find some dude trapped to his own car and suddenly he has the mental and physical capacity to be a serial killer? If I managed to trap myself in my own car door how well do you think I’d do at executing a plan to murder someone? Sounds to me like you’re the serial killer and you’re trying to push the blame to me,” Gage hummed, the grin still across his lips. “Well yeah, for work. It’s how I pay my rent.”

[diaz-rosa]

Even Rosa had to admit when somebody else made a good point, and she felt her steely demeanour crack slightly, a quiet laugh tumbling from her lips before she could stop it. “Good point. I could be a serial killer.” She noted. Rosa glanced down at the tattoo gun again, this time not seeing it as a weapon but as an actual means of making money. “Oh.” That made sense. “Well. Good job then. Keep up the good work.”

[gagefiori]

Gage couldn’t help the snort that escaped at the insinuation that he was straight. Especially since the woman was coming to that conclusion because of a non-existent pair of salmon shorts. Amazing. “Straight, wow… Good joke,” he chuckled. Leaning against his car, Gage looked the girl over. “So what’s your angle? Like, what’s with all the accusatory bullshit and whatever? Usually it’s me asking all the dumbass questions.”

[diaz-rosa]

Rosa was still suspicious, and she eyed the male up and down again, before shrugging. “I didn’t know i had an angle. As for the dumbass questions- firstly, yeah, you look like the type, and secondly... You’re carrying a needle gun. Excuse me for being suspicious. This is how people end up on the 6 o’clock news.”

[logcns-blog]

“Well, since you asked so nicely -” Logan threw an arm behind his neck, the corners of his mouth tugging up into a smirk, “I guess I could run through them with you. It’s not as if I can find anything better to do at the moment.” 

[diaz-rosa]

Rosa nodded, eyeing the male before her before passing over the script to him, slightly dubiously. “Page 105. You play Ryan.” She instructed, before taking a breath and morphing completely into somebody who wasn’t Rosa Diaz. This girl was naive, and friendly, and even had a slight Southern twang to her voice. “Daddy used t’say that when he passed... I’d know he was watchin’ over me, ‘cause he’d leave a yellow tulip in my backyard every night. But...” She took in a deep shuddering breath, bottom lip trembling slightly, feeling her eyes even water as she looked at Logan- no, Ryan- “But it’s been two weeks since he been gone. An’... An’ he ain’t left nothin’ for me. There ain’t been nothin’ an’ i thought... I thought i could do this without him. But if he ain’t here... And there’s no damn tulips in my backyard. Then- then that means i’m alone. Don’t it? It means he’s gone, and i’m- i’m really just. I’m all alone now, aren’t i? It’s just... It’s just me now.”

[gagefiori]

“Why would you not? That’s a little insulting, don’t you think? And if I was a serial killer I wouldn’t be avoiding questions about salmon shorts, I’d be avoiding questions about serial killing. And considering the amount of times I just said serial killer without getting weird about it or anything I feel like I can safely say I’m not one.”

[diaz-rosa]

“How is it insulting to not take somebody you just met who may be a serial killer to dinner? Well avoiding a salmon shorts question proves that you wear them, which thus proves you’re either a grossly straight male who needs to assure everyone of this fact, or you’re a serial killer. Which would you prefer to be? Because i think i’d prefer the latter.”

[carrws]

there was a shake of his head, and although emotions sought to show on his face they simply didn’t. “i never said that it wasn’t a waste of time. actually, i agree.” another inhale of the substance, another exhale of the smoke, another step closer. “won’t you look at that.” there was a pause and he tilted his head with curiosity, as if he were studying her. “i think i prefer you so much more like this.”

[diaz-rosa]

Rosa fought the urge to scowl at Rohan, instead simply asking. “Like what? I think you just mean to say you prefer me more when you’re high.” She shrugged, glancing back at the edge of the roof where she had been standing, feeling exhilarated. And now... Now she just felt strangely sad, or melancholy.

[uncleanhq]

“Ah - so the mystery woman lets a secret slip.” Will grinned, far too pleased with this tiny little bit of information. “Well - when I get in from work, since I’m usually dead tired. When I’m putting the kid to bed, because you know, story time is very important.” He nodded seriously, a shrug following a moment later. “I think the people that reads such a crap needs to get out of their own heads and into the world, but that’s just me.” A laugh left his lips. “DILF, huh? Should I say thank you for that? Besides - my life is a trainwreck because of things, things no suited to discussing in a first conversation. Fifth maybe, possibly even sixth or seventh.”

[diaz-rosa]

“Mystery woman? Is that what they’re calling me?” Rosa mused slightly, a hint of a smile on her lips, but she held it at bay, for now. This man had already scoured way too many smiles from her. “Story time is extremely important. I never really got story time when i was younger.” She added, with a frown. “Who knows, maybe the lack of story time is what shaped me into who i am now. Last thing you’d want is for your daughter to not get story time and morph into me.” Rosa shuddered. She merely shrugged, a light blush on her cheeks from her word slippage. “Whatever, don’t act like you don’t know it. Not the first conversation? Right. Most people need to be at least a level five friend with me before unlocking my tragic backstory, too.”

[diaz-rosa]

“I meant to type ‘well, well, well’ and my phone fucking autocorrected it to ‘we’ll, we’ll, we’ll’. I fucking hate technology crap. Anyways i’ll just ask you face to face then, you okay with helping me run some lines? I have an audition coming up and i need it to go perfectly.”

[phil-the-stone-deactivated20180]

[crazyexedits]

[b4ksu-deactivated20221117]

[ahneunjin]

— stop trying to be a star // a.s.

[tim-lucy]

[diaz-rosa]

rosa diaz + outfits

[shirazade]

I will admit sometimes I question ‘who am I’ a lot since I am other people for a living. But I am learning we are never just a certain way, we create our own identity like I would a character and I am trying to find and create the life I love and want to lead for the rest of my life.