rose garden

CAMILA MENDES — is that ROSANA DA LUZ wandering through Hawkins? I heard the18 year old FEMALE is a COLLEGE STUDENT(FRESHMAN). Apparently SHE is + LOYAL AND WELL MANNERED, but also - VINDICTIVE AND MANIPULATIVE. let’s see what becomes of them in this upside down town, because their personal theme song is DANCING QUEEN - ABBA.

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catherinexprescott:

She was sitting at a table near the window, rolling silverware for something better to do aside from staring out the window. Glancing up as Rosana spoke, Catherine lifted an eyebrow. “You don’t think so?”

“Well... a snowstorm like this? Yes, totally could happen. Probably did actually.” Rosana started, feeling a slight relief as she spoke. At least it was distracting her from the darkness slowly settling around. “But the power out? Definitely not. Or at least, they’d have a lot of places with a generator to go to.”

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ofgclds:

    although common for a small town, the streets were eerily dark tonight. at times she managed to catch the flash of headlights outside but even then, it was far less often than usual. Casey figured the only way to pass a night in her house without power and heat was to go elsewhere – the Hideaway. already filled with other townsfolk, the space of the bar glowed with candlelight and was far warmer than home. she’d settled quick enough at the counter and after her first drink, she slid the second across untouched to another girl sitting a few seats away.

    “ yeah. i am, ” she said quietly. “ you look a little nervous. be better for you than me, really. ”

The usual bartender Rosana was able to order from sadly wasn’t there that night. Although she’d been lucky enough they at least let her walk in the place - it would’ve been cruel to let her outside considering the weather. But until the drink was placed in front of her, she’d only been able to get the usual glass of water. Which was not what she needed. But at the glass, a smile started spreading on her lips. “Well, thanks.” Rosana replied at the other. “How could I not be with this storm going on?” Of course, that wasn’t why she was nervous, but she wouldn’t tell the actual truth.

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madelinemendoza:

The pitch black area remained darker than what Madeline was ever used to, even as her eyes adjusted, it seemed unhelpful in the scheme of things. And, as she heard the familiar voice of Rosana, she realized that that had to have been her just in front of her. “I don’t— maybe we should find some.”

Knowing she knew the person in front of her, it seemed to make her a little calmer, despite the lighting situation. “Yeah, that’d be great.” Rosana nodded, although aware she could probably not notice it. Still, she took a glance around, as if she was trying to see where exactly she was. “Maybe it’s in the kitchens?” Sounded logical, not that she was certain where the kitchens where.

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priya-helms:

She nodded at the girl’s agreement and then looked back around the room. That was until Rosana spoke. The way that she spoke, she knew Rosana knew who she was. It was the same tone that everyone else had when they spoke about Matthew or anything to do with their situation after his disappearance. “Oh…” She glanced down. She hated the way that she said it. Used to hang out, as if they never would again because Matthew was gone. “Whose your brother?” She asked, still glanced down. 

By how she seemed to be unable to stay in place, it was obvious Rosana was actually worried about the situation, and not just the snowstorm. She would never say it out loud, but she was genuinely scared to see her brother disappear as well. “Fabian, you’ve probably seen him before. I think he went to yours a few times, not that I keep track of where he goes.” Well, until now. Since the fair, she’d make sure to know where he was, or planned to go. Like for now, he was hopefully still safe at home, with their mother.

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itsrowan:

A couple days in, and the storm hadn’t even begun to clear. If anything, it was worsening. The unfortunate amount of calls made to the station, and the body of someone that had picked a horrid time to go camping. It was horrific, to say the least, but it gave her more than a dozen reasons to not leave the house without the right amount of clothing and then some. That evening, unfortunately for Rowan, her car wouldn’t start, so she was forced to wander the familiar roads of Hawkins, hoping to find something to make her sanctuary unitl things got better. It was then, that emerald orbs caught sight of the infamous sign above the diner flickering and instantly, her pace quickened and within seconds she found herself shaking herself off in the doorway. “ And I thought it was colder in New York? Huh, maybe they’ve got better power. In any case, I’m grateful this place was open, I was not interested in making the long walk home through THAT.” She gestured behind her at the storm still going at full speed. 

Rosana didn’t even bother looking up when the bell rang, announcing someone had just walked in - although she did feel the cold breeze that came through the opened door. But upon hearing the familiar voice, her head quickly perked up to look at Rowan, suddenly feeling a little more relaxed. Something about having someone she knew around was making her a little more at least, but the feeling of oppression she got from the darkness was still strong inside of her. “I’ll admit it is colder. But the system is better there. And not just electrical, but snow ploughing too. At least they can get the main streets taken care of.” While here, it felt they could barely even take care of one street. Which was why she was staying inside with all those strangers - no way she’d venture outside in all that snow. 

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estedonoso:

Estrella couldn’t help smiling when Rosana said she was the best. Subconsciously when Este made Rosana happy it felt a little like making up for all the moments she wasn’t around to make her actual child happy. Did it mean that she spoiled Rosana more than she should to try and keep in her good graces? Absolutely. “Agreed.” Este shuffled in her purse to find her pocket-sized planner. “I need new winter boots, so we have to visit a few shoe stores… probably last so we don’t have to carry the boxes around.”

At her words, Rosana took a glance under the table to see just what Este had on her feet at the moment. A smirk played on her lips for a moment as she got an idea. “Agreed, you really do need new winter boots. I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing those.” Perhaps a little bitchier than required, but surely she’d realize it was only teasing. Rosana would never be that rude to her -  she loved her too much for that.

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josephinehamiltcn:

Truth be told, she hadn’t expected a response from the girl, let alone an invitation to join her, but Jo eagerly jumped at the chance. Having someone to talk to definitely beat sitting in silence among mostly strangers; Hawkins being a small town meant nearly everyone knew each other, but it also meant secrets were far more difficult to keep. Good thing the entire population seemed to find comfort in being oblivious. “Mm, that’s fair enough.” She mumbled as she sat her mug down and slipped into the seat next to her. “I can see how someone from such a big city would find ours to be a bore…Nothing really happens.” Until Matthew went missing, that is. Not that she’d say that out loud, because his disappearance was more than a story to be aimlessly discussed over cold coffee. “Shopping isn’t exactly my thing–” One glance at her less than impressive secondhand wardrobe made that pretty clear, but fussing over clothes had never been a priority. Rosana on the other hand, she clearly knew about fashion. “–but it seems it’s yours! I wouldn’t know up from down in any of those big department stories they’ve got there.”

It was no secret, even with her mother, that as soon as she could, Rosana would leave Hawkins, most likely going back to New York. It was nothing against the town, but it was far too small for her liking - he couldn’t even find a Sephora store around. What she needed was a large town, one with a lot of happenings and events, and where a disappearance was not the main topic of conversation. Although admittedly, Matthew’s disappearance had affected her more than she expected. “I mean, no offence, but what even happens here? Except for the occasional small town fairs, and... well you know what else.” If it was only for her, she’d be fine mentioning Matthew directly. But not knowing how the other felt about that, she’d rather keep it silenced. “How can you not love shopping?” The words left her mouths so fast, she couldn’t stop them. Of course, not everyone had the same interests as her - she saw that with Troy. So she quickly took a deep breath, before rectifying her words. “I guess it isn’t for everyone. But it really isn’t as bad as you expect it to be. Have you ever been in one of those stores?”

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priya-helms:

Once Priya had taken her seat back next to the girl she gently smiled at her. “I figured everyone would be better off with a little light.” She spoke making it seem like she hadn’t just lit the candles for Rosana. But in reality it had been solely because of her and she had to make it seem like she didn’t know. “I’m Priya.” She told the girl. realizing she hadn’t introduced herself. “Now you’re not stuck with a bunch of strangers.” She gave her a small grin referring back to her comment about being stuck in a restaurant with strangers. 

“Yes, I guess everyone feels better with some light.” She agreed, allowing a frown to slowly form on her face. Now that she could see the other better, her face seemed familiar. And it wasn’t until she said her name that Rosana realized. “Oh, you’re...” She started, but never finished. Instead of saying Matthew’s sister, her eyes were just drawn towards the table. “My brother used to hang out with yours. Well, not often but, they would once in a while.”

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✈️ : seeing your muse in somewhere they didn’t expect to see

While Rosana didn’t know many people in town personally, she was familiar with a lot of them. Or at least, she’d heard of them before. Such was the case with Lucretia. The girl couldn’t remember talking to her, or to the least, having an actual meaningful conversation with her, but she knew enough to tell she had a daughter. And to see her walking in this small dinner, in the middle of a storm, without her daughter, was rather odd. With an eyebrow raised, Rosana looked at the other for a moment. Lucky enough, she was sat nearby, and didn’t need to stand up to invite her over. “Hey, don’t stand there, come sit here.” Moving aside, she created some space for Lucretia to sit over.

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priya-helms:

Priya understood that nothing about this situation was ideal, not even close to being good. But nonetheless, they were stuck there whether they liked it or not. Priya wasn’t scared, she had been in much worse situations but she couldn’t shake the feeling that the people around her were scared. It was dark inside the building with just a few battery operated things shining dimly throughout the room. As she heard the girl’s words sitting next to her she got the overwhelming feeling there was something the girl hadn’t said. Focusing her attention on the girl for a moment she knew what it was, the girl was scared of the dark. Priya stood, thankful that it was dark so she could wipe the forming drip of blood from her nose, and walked to the back. She had worked there in high school and knew there were lots of candle in the back from Valetine’s Day festivities. She picked up a few and lit them and distributed them around the tables before coming back to her original spot and placed 4 candle in front of them. The room was still dim, but at least now it wasn’t dark. “Drake is lighting more.” She spoke plainly, Drake being the cook that was in the back. It wasn’t obvious she had lit the candles because of Rosa, but she had. 

The girl leaving suddenly, with no words, made Rosana frown a little. Did she say anything wrong? Not that she usually minded about that, but considering she was the best way for her to keep her mind off the situation they were in, she was actually concerned about it. Her eyes had wandered off to stare at the table, fidgeting with her fingers as if it was her salvation from the darkness. She was getting so lost in it that she barely noticed the candles being lightened up around her, her head only looking up when some were placed on the table. Quickly, she turned her head in Priya’s direction, astonishment clear on her face. Which she let fade into a small, grateful smile. “Thank you, I appreciate that.” She admitted, hoping she wasn’t letting known more than she wanted - completely oblivious Priya knew already. But at least, she could see around a lot more clearly, and she appeared less tense than she was early. Not too mention, despite the flames being small, they still procured some warmth, enough to warm the fingers she drew closer to the flame.

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🍸 : your muse offering mine an alcoholic drink

Fingers lightly tapping on the counter, chin laid in her hand, the situation was slowly all coming back to her. And she knew it wouldn’t be long until she started getting anxious about the darkness surrounding the place - despite the candles that had been lightened up around. It was getting more and more important for Rosana to find a distraction, something to keep her mind away from the situation. Which came in the form of a drink held in front of her. An eyebrow perked up as she lifted her head to see who it was. “Are you... giving me a drink?” She asked, suspiciously glancing between the drink and the girl. “Why would you do that?”

@ofgclds

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🍸 : your muse offering mine an alcoholic drink

She had to admit, despite still being stuck in the dark - although a different place than the restaurant now - Rosana was feeling a bit better. Perhaps talking had helped to keep her mind distracted, and moving certainly did as well. So when a drink was placed in front of her, she couldn’t repress a large grin from forming on her lips. “You didn’t have to! If anything, I should be getting you a drink!” She admitted, unusually kind for once. Nonetheless, she seemed grateful as she smiled at Josephine. “But thank you. Let me at least get you one as well.”

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[yourmusings]

Send my muse an emoji and they will react to ...

💋‍ : your muse kissing mine on cheek

💏 : your muse kissing mine on lips

👊 : your muse punching mine

👏 : your muse hugging mine

👋 : your muse slapping mine’s ass

👙 : seeing your muse in underwear 

✈️ : seeing your muse in somewhere they didn’t expect to see

😭 : seeing your muse crying 

👻 : seeing your muse scared

🌙 : seeing your muse outside alone during nighttime

💤 : your muse coming on my muse’s bed during night

🍴 : your muse making mine a breakfast

🌃 : your muse knocking on my muse’s door late

🍸 : your muse offering mine an alcoholic drink

☔️ : your muse offering to share an umbrella with mine on a rainy day

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fuckyeahsurveys:

1. Your boy side

[] You love hoodies.  [x] You love jeans.  [] Dogs are better than cats.  [] It’s hilarious when people get hurt. (well, sometimes)  [] Shopping is torture [] Sad movies suck [] You own a car racing game.  [] You played with hot wheels cars as a kid. [] At some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter. [] You owned a ds, ps2, n64, or sega.  [] You used to be obsessed with power rangers.  [] You have watched sports on tv. [] Gory movies are cool.  [x(she used to)] You go to your dad for advice.  [] You own like a trillion baseball caps.  [] You used to collect hockey cards.  [] Baggy sweats are cool to wear. [] It’s kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people.  [x] Green, black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favorite colors.  [x] You love to go crazy and not care what people think.  [] Sports are fun. [] You talk with food in your mouth.  [] You sleep with your socks on at night.  [] You have fished at least once.

2. Your girl side

[x] You love to shop.  [x] You wear eyeliner. [x] You wear the color pink. [] You go to your mom to talk. [x] You consider cheerleading a sport.  [] You hate wearing the color black.  [x] You like going to the mall. [x] You like getting manicures and/or pedicures. [x] You like wearing jewelry.  [] You cried watching the notebook [x] Dresses are a big part of your wardrobe.  [x] Shopping is one of your favorite hobbies.  [] You don’t like the movie star wars.  [] You are/were in gymnastics.  [x] It takes you around one hour to shower, get dressed, and make-up. [] You smile a lot more than you should.  [x] You have more than 10 pairs of shoes. [x] You care about what you look like.  [x] You like wearing dresses when you can.  [x] You like wearing high heel shoes.  [x] You used to play with dolls as little kid.  [x] You like putting make-up on others.  [x] You like being the star of everything.

3. Appearance 

[x] I am shorter than 5′5″. [] I have many scars.  [] I tan easily.  [] I wish my hair was a different color. [] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.  [] I have a tattoo.  [x] I am self-conscious about my appearance.  [] I’ve had/have braces.  [x] I’ve been told i’m attractive by a complete stranger.  [] I have more than two piercings.  [] I have/had piercings in places besides my ears.

4. Experiences

[] I’ve gotten lost in my city. [] I’ve seen a shooting star. [] I’ve wished on a shooting star. [] I’ve seen a meteor shower. [] I’ve gone out in public in my pajamas. [] I’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator. [x] I’ve kicked a guy where it hurts. [] I’ve been to a casino. [] I’ve been skydiving. [x] I’ve gone skinny-dipping. [] I’ve drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour. [] I’ve crashed a car. [x] I’ve been skiing. [] I’ve been in a musical. [] I’ve caught a snowflake or snow on my tongue. [] I’ve seen the northern lights. [x] I’ve sat on a rooftop at night. [] I’ve played a prank on someone. [x] I’ve ridden in a taxi. [x] I’ve seen the rocky horror picture show. [x] I’ve eaten sushi. [x] I’ve been snowboarding.

5. Relationships

[x] I’m single. [] I’m in a relationship. [] I’m engaged. [] I’m married. [] I miss someone right now. [] I’ve gotten divorced. [] I’ve told someone I loved them when I didn’t. [] I’ve told someone I didn’t love them when I did.

6. Honesty/Crime

[] I’ve done something I promised someone else I wouldn’t. [x] I’ve done something I promised myself I wouldn’t. [x] I’ve snuck out [x] I’ve lied to my parents about where I am. [] I’ve cheated while playing a game. [x] I’ve ran a red light. [] I’ve witnessed a crime. [] I’ve been in a fist fight. [] I’ve been arrested.

7. Death and suicide

[x] I’m afraid of dying. [x] I hate funerals. [] I’ve seen someone/something dying. [] Someone close to me has attempted/committed suicide. [] I’ve planned my own suicide before. [] I’ve written a eulogy for myself.

8. Random

[x] I can sing well [] Stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant. [] I open up to others easily. [] I watch the news. [x] I don’t kill bugs. [x] I sing in the shower. [] I am a morning person. [] I paid for a cell phone ring tone. [] I am a sports fanatic. [x] I twirl my hair. [x] I care about grammar. [] I have “?”’s in my screen name. [] I’ve copied more than 30 cd’s in a day. [] I bake well. [x] My favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, red, blue, black, purple, or orange. [] I would wear pajamas to school. [] I like martha stewart. [] I know how to shoot a gun. [] I laugh at my own jokes. cause they’re funny [] I eat fast food weekly. [] I’ve not turned anything in and still got an a in a certain class. [x] I can’t sleep if there is a spider/cockroach in the room. [x] I am ticklish. [] I love white chocolate. [] I bite my nails. [x] I’m good at remembering faces. [] I’m good at remembering names. [] I’m good at remembering dates. [x] I honestly have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.

[x] All my answers were totally honest.

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josephinehamiltcn:

Josephine, of course, hadn’t anticipated the storm picking up on her way to grab dinner for her father, but there was no going back by the time she arrived. Surely he’d be angry she was so late, but driving on the roads wasn’t something she wanted to risk; especially with how slick they were on the way there. She’s happily sat in a booth to the back of the establishment, keeping to herself. Everyone else seemed to want to mingle and complain about the weather, but she just didn’t see the point. That changes when the woman a few feet to her left speaks. Quietly, but just loud enough for her to hear. “What’s it like? If you don’t mind me asking.” She sighed, her mind drifting off to imagine what life in a big city must be like. The hustle and bustle, all the different people, the freedom in no one knowing your name. “I’ve never been.”

Usually, Rosana would keep all memories about New York to herself. Apart from those she really trusted, those were times she prefered to have for herself. It also prevented people from befriending her only for the money or the lifestyle she had back there. But in this instant, it seemed to be the only thing that could keep her mind away from the storm. So she gave a slight nod - more to herself, to acknowledge she was going to speak up about it - before patting the place beside her. A rare invitation for the other to come over. “Well, for once, it’s a lot more entertaining than this place. No offence, but this place is quite boring.” Although it did seem to change since Matthew’s disappearance, even she could feel it. “And a lot more glamorous. Shopping there is just like going to heaven.”

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troychevalier:

Troy held his tongue as Rosana verbally bashed arcade games, focusing on the one he was playing instead. Her moving around, for reasons he didn’t see, and asking impatiently if they could go signaled to him that she really wasn’t about to hang around and let him finish his game. What a buzzkill. Spinning around to face her, Troy abandoned hope of having any fun on this excursion. Bobbing his head a little as he spoke, he addressed Rosana. “Let me guess, fun to you is just shoe shopping and making out.” Not that he could really bash either of those pastimes since he quite enjoyed both. Regardless, he had to defend the honor of video games. “Have you ever actually tried to play one of these? I can help you.” His previously sassy attitude calmed down again and he smirked a little at Rosana. “You seem like the kind of person who really likes winning,” Troy suggested, thinking she might play if she thought she had a chance at actually doing well at the game.

Her arms crossed over her chest at his words, an impassible look pasted on her face. Her head did get a small tilt to the side, however, instants before one of her eyebrows slightly quirked up. “Not only that, but those are definitely entertaining activities. Compared to this.” Rosana replied, giving a disgusted glance at the game he’d just turned away from. That glance was enough for her to see another one of his lives popping out, not that she cared much about it. “What’s your plan with all this? Did you only use Rowan to take me out on a date? Because that is not what I agreed for.” She replied, her eyes slightly narrowed at him. Figured if she was despicable enough, maybe they could finally leave this place. Though it appeared she was wrong with what he said next. “How’s that? If we go now, I might just play this stupid thing. But only if we get this surprise for Rowan first.”

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priya-helms:

Priya should’ve left the restaurant sooner but alas she had gotten lost in her papers and information she was sorting that applied to Matthew’s disappearance. It hadn’t been until the power went out that Priya realized how bad it had gotten outside. With the power off that meant the heat was too. She pulled on her jacket and heard a voice behind her. “No but plenty else happens there, right?” She asked her. “Plenty happens in this town that no one expects.”

Sure, any crime you could think of, it certainly happened in a town like New York. That had always been the case, and it showed no sign to change. Perhaps that was why she wasn’t all that surprised about the crazy happenings in Hawkins, although thinking about it, it was definitely off for such a small town. “Well, yes, plenty happens there. But nothing that forces me to stay locked in a restaurant with strangers, in the cold.” And in the dark. But she didn't say it. She had surprisingly managed to keep her fear of darkness secret, and she wanted it to remain that way.