Lonely Ghost

“Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up, but a comedy in long-shot.” – Charlie Chaplin • Name: Rosangela Elle Williams • Nickname: Rose • Race: Dark Angel • Age: 118 • Dorm: Terra • Room: 4i || Roommate: Gackt •• ♥ •• ♥ •• ♥ •• •• ♦ ••

[ellefanningplace]

[wonderouswomans]

“I would like to continue acting. But also - if this is a dream world where everything could become true - I’d want to be a ballerina.”

[rosangelaxelle]

Black Wings || Jieun & Rose

[rosangelaxelle]

leejieun-ia: 

Something about the others answer did sit well with Jieun. Watching her friend closely the angel stayed silent as she fluttered around the kitchen as if agitated. Had the question upset her? It wasn’t hard to believe that the girl had found it at a flee market, but it was odd that she was so evasive about it. As another question was prepared to leave her lips the alarm went off and she let them clamp shut.

When Rose smiled at her from before the oven Jieun returned the smile sliding off the counter towards the fresh smell of the cookies. “You’re amazing. Beautiful and you feed me freshly baked cookies. I think I’ll keep you forever.” How terrible it was that she now had to wait for them to cool. Letting her angel friend set the tray down Jieun wrapped her arms around the girls waste pouting as she stared at the cookies. “What if I swear I won’t burn myself? Can I have one then?” 

Even though she might seem to have succeeded distracting her friend for now, something was telling her that this was only the silence before the storm and she was in no way prepared for this confrontation neither was she interested in a conversation that might push a dear friend like Jieun away. The path of her life had been lonesome for such a long time, she couldn’t afford running away from people again already. To keep the curious mind of her friend off the chest filled with her black feathers, Rose looked at her sternly then shook her head and gently pushed the baking sheet towards the other angel, “But you are aware of the risk forever being nagged at for burning your finger or tongue or getting choked for the rest of your life. You might be an old hag already, but the rest of your life would be a long time”

 She laughed. It was just enjoyable to see her, a beautiful creature of God older than two centuries, being such a dork and all just because of freshly baked cookies. Life could be so beautiful.  

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[rosangelaxelle]

Denim all the way || Zoe & Rose

[rosangelaxelle]

zoe-ia:

Zoe gazed back at Rose with a light, seemingly teasing smile before nodding her head. “I know that, but I would like you to try it. You’ll never know.” Rose had nice slender legs, she was tall, and her figure was just the right for jeans. Jeans were comfortable to wear; dresses and skirts too, but wouldn’t it be nice to have a variety? So that’s the reason why Zoe brought her friend to the store where she frequently purchases Denim. If not for this certain boutique, she would’ve not appreciated this type of clothing; their fabric was soft, skin tight yet comfortable, barely there. They never failed to impress Zoe each time she wears it to school.

Gently holding Rose’s wrist, she dragged Rose inside the store. “Try and if you still don’t feel wearing it, then I’ll stop convincing you.” She didn’t like forcing people, though, introducing them once would suffice. Hopefully.

Was it even a valid choice to say no to this beautiful being? It was unfair in a way or another. But the dark angel accepted it and followed the pixie to the store. It was not the first time that someone told her that jeans would look just fine on her, some even said that she a great figure for jeans. Except for her toxic mixtures and new recipes, the dark angel wasn’t much of a fan of changes. 

As they stepped into the store, she was overwhelmed by all the different types of jeans. All those strange names and different color. And why would people even wear jeans with holes? Fashion someone might tell her, but if she wanted holes in her non existing jeans, she could do it herself. “I didn’t know there were so many types of jeans”

[rosangelaxelle]

Hello Beauty || Fay & Rose

[rosangelaxelle]

faybelle-ia:

Lunch break, best time of the day to be honest. 

Specially after the swimming & diving class, it was not that much of an exhausting exercise, at least not for her, but it surely opened her appetite, so she had no chance to really change much. She did showered and was wearing dry clothes, but was still wearing her shorts as crazy as that sounded in such chill weather still, but food was her priority at the moment. 

Long legs and fleshy thighs uncovered as she swayed her hips through the hallway as she led herself to the school cafeteria. She was not even think of seducing anyone, all she wanted was to fill her belly like a little cute pork, but natural charms were natural charms and to be honest wouldn’t be a first around this place in the little time she’s spent there where a total random stranger just approaches because of her essence. Apparently the place is filled with weak ass beings all around, the girl has even been randomly kissed as a welcoming gesture, and yet when she was completely sexual herself, and the girl was hot as fuck, everyone had limitations right? At least she should have bought her a drink first, but guessing they would meet again, she didn’t really minded– she even snorts at the memory. It was amusing, but dear lord this girl better not throw herself over her, because she was in a slight cranky mood and was not gonna be nice about it unlike the first time it happened with that other female. 

“Oh I have dear, now tell me something I don’t know–” She said nonchalantly when she finally turned around towards the girl and met her eyes. They were quite beautiful, she had to admit that. She could even past as siren herself , but it was whatever. “Now if you excuse me, I have to go eat or you’ll meet a not very nice version of myself.”

Oh, just another I’m-better-than-everyone-around-me attitude of another siren. But this until now unexplained weakness of her body always physically drew her to them. At this point, the dark angel could barely tell whether she found them beautiful herself or it’s just simply a weakness that she was going to work on soon. This fatal attraction had dragged her into enough trouble including sexual intercourse with the opposite sex. 

“Oh, an apple can be appealing, yet inedible at the same time”, her rosy thin lips curved into a small smirk. Her body might be weak and her mind might be clouded by this strong attraction, but no cat caught her sharp tongue yet. Now that the gorgeous diva mentioned it, she was about to grab herself a treat as well before all of this started. “Maybe if I get to meet your not very nice version, I might actually be interested. But why should we risk it? But shouldn’t you be fed up with compliments and praises? I’m surprised you crave for food”, the words left her lips like sweet honey poured out of glass yet the teasing hint in her eyes was obvious. It would be much more fun to have someone fighting back and forth than to have someone enjoying their advantage of their race and taking every bit of attention that people gave them. This might turn into something indeed more interesting, thought the dark angel to herself. It would be less of a burden for her at least.

“Still it would be rude to make you starve. A flower needs water and light to bloom. Do you mind if I join you?”, a charming smile spread across her small face.  

[fanningmaryelle]

Elle Fanning at the Variety Studio presented by Orville Redenbacher’s at the Sundance Film Festival.

[rosangelaxelle]

Hello Beauty || Fay & Rose

Finally, it was lunch break. 

Rose couldn't wait any longer to get back in her room and treat herself with a bowl of refreshing salad and a glass of juice. Being a picky eater, the dark angel had always preferred eating her own cooking, even though the cafeteria of the academy positively surprised her with its quality. Nevertheless, a little lone time was required.

 But as soon as she was in the hallway filled with other creatures, she had to stand still. There was something sensual, strongly attracting her. She had experienced a couple of times before and it rarely ended up well. It was this unexplainable effect of sirens drawing her to them in a way that scared her. Fight against it, thought the blond to herself. But as soon as her eyes were shut and the strong desire within her gained the control over her fragile body, her feet were dragging her towards this person. "Oh hello there", the dark angel looked at the beautiful woman standing in front of her. 

This weakness of hers was strange. Still, it was even odder that she was able to tell whether she had experienced this strange attraction with that veela before. "Perhaps you have heard this before, but you're gorgeous.", her skeletal wings lightly rustled behind her back.

@faybelle-ia

[ellefanningplace]

Elle Fanning for Marie Claire 2014.

[rosangelaxelle]

Master of Magic || Kouyou & Rose

The results of her tests were in and there was something about it bugging her more than it should have. Her stay at this facility was more of a way to hide from the people she had messed with over decades. Her toxic substances had taken many lives, much more than what she could ever expect. But it was all for one purpose. It was for something much bigger for her personally. Yet this average mark in Magic Duelling was annoying the hell out of her. It was so much of a burden for her that she even asked her teacher for advice, but they only sent them to someone else. So far there wasn’t much that she had heard about this person, only that he was a teacher and might be capable of helping her to achieve her aims. 

It was lunch break, but the dark angel couldn’t no longer sit still and wait for another moment to do this. She knocked on the door. Unusual for her nature, she was overly anxious. Admitting her weakness, in general, had never been something easy for her, the only exception was her physical disadvantage. But academically, Rose had barely any trouble to be one of the best students in a class. It was a situation that she had never experienced before. As the door opened, the words she had put together beforehand suddenly appeared, leaving her looking at the man speechlessly, as if she didn’t expect him to be there. “Um, ah…”, she lightly shook her head to get herself together. “Takashima Sensei? Excuse me for interrupting your break, my name is Rosangela Elle Williams. I’m not a student of your class, but Mr Pan told me to look for you. I need some help in Magic Duelling”, her fingertips were cold and she just hoped she didn’t sound as nervous as she was. She had no idea who to go to with this favour.

@uruha-ia

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[rosangelaxelle]

Black Wings || Jieun & Rose

[rosangelaxelle]

leejieun-ia:

Her mouth temporarily opened as Rose began to talk and she stared at the girl with wide brown eyes. A red color tinged her cheeks as if she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar and after a moment she crossed her arms giving the girl a somewhat sheepish grin. “Fine, deal deal.” What was this girl a mind reader? She was only planning to try one to make sure they were finished! “Freaking psychic.” The mumbled words were followed by a sigh. “They always taste so much better straight from the pan though..”

Hopping onto the counter so she could watch Rose while being out of the way, Jieun let her legs lightly swing back and forth as she hummed. There wasn’t much else for her to do now but to wait…and ask questions. “Hey Rose,” she started pausing for a moment as her eyes fell to her nails which she nonchalantly studied. “Whats that big trunk under your bed? I’ve never seen it before. It’s not new because it’s dusty, but it normally isn’t there.”

Her right brow raised while she was judging the other. There were no words left to say as the other was pulling her hand out of the jar filled with cookies. Then she took a quick glance at the chocolate chips cookies filled with melted chocolate before paying her attention at the water kettle that just went off. Her hand was about to touch it as the question seemingly popped up out of nowhere. Her fingers fell on the cold surface of the countertop. No one was supposed to see that chest. She always hid it in a new place every now and then. She took a deep breath to calm her mind and to gather herself to play it cool.

“Oh, it’s nothing. Just something I found on a flea market long ago”, she said with a calm smile on her lips while pouring the steaming hot water into the porcelain pot to brew the tea. For her fortune, the alarm clock she set for the cookies went off. There was no better distraction for Jieun than food. And the blonde knew how much her friend liked her cookies. “Cookies are ready”, she grinned at her friend before pulling the right oven glove over her hand and taking that baking sheet out, “Tada!!”

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[rosangelaxelle]

Black Wings || Jieun & Rose

[rosangelaxelle]

leejieun-ia:

How easy it was to fall into old routines. Rose was back around again and upon inviting Jieun over for tea and just to hang out she had readily accepted happy to be around one of her own again. Classes had finished early and rather than go back to her own dorm she headed for the blondes room knocking softly on the door. Kisses and lack of clothing greeted her so casually and laughing she closed the door behind her. 

“Well its lovely to see you too in all your glory.” She quipped teasingly as she wandered around making herself comfortable. “Oolong tea sounds fantastic, I trust your taste, which you should be very proud of.” 

It had been quite some time since she had visited her friends dorm and as she wandered around the room looking here there and everywhere her eyes fell on a large chest beneath the bed. It was quite huge but judging by the dust upon it, Rose didn’t use it often. The longer she stared at it the more she wanted to know what was inside of it. “What can I help you with?” She questioned forcing herself to leave her spot and shuffled into the kitchen with a smile. “The cookies smell amazing!” She would ask later, for now, food would be their concentration.

It was this little tease and the little touch of flirtation and admiration in their exchanged that she missed so much. But it was also the nights that the other dark angel stood in front of her door in the middle of the night asking her to stay and sleep with her instead of being alone. Never had Rose told her friend how glad and relieved she was to not spend the night alone again. But maybe one day she would tell her that. With a soft chuckle, she turned around to face the smaller girl who was just so cute. Taking a step closer towards her, the blond had to fight against the urge to tackle the other down on the floor and squeeze the last breath out of her petite body. She was just too cute.

“When I take those cookies out, we will have to leave them there to chill for a few minutes. You got me? If you accidentally burn your finger because you touch the baking sheet or you burn your tongue or choke on one of them because you try to eat one without me knowing – Geez as if I’m talking with a kid – then you won’t get any of them. Deal?”, she poked at the other’s forehead and seriously looked at her afterwards, waiting for a proper response of her friend.

[fanningmaryelle]

Beauty isn’t everything. It’s the only thing.

[rosangelaxelle]

Sweet Dreams || Solo

The sunlight kissing her face was still warm, even though it was mid-autumn already. She shut her eyes to enjoy the tingling feeling of sunlight dancing on her face. The song of the forest was comforting and relaxing. A wide smile spread across her lips. It had been awhile since she last visited her father. The work in the drug store was keeping her busy most of the time. Therefore she treasured the hours she could spend with her father even more. 

She would unlock the door and walk in, calling him with so much joy that it felt like there was no day in her life tainted with pain and loss. He would perhaps be in the kitchen and bake some cookies for their tea time. They would talk about their days, work and so on. She would tell him how her sister was doing. A little break of silence would follow that. He would admit that he wished her older sister would visit him one day. Her hand would rest on his as she assured him that she still loved him and one day soon, she would come with her to visit him. 

But today wasn’t one of those days. She walked in and shouted out for him. Nothing but silence responded to her. She ran through all rooms to look for him, fearing what happened to him. Then she opened the door to the backyard. Her mind went blank at the sight of her father being beaten up by the angels that dragged him away from their once sweet home in the realm of light. Her voices cracked as she screamed and begged them to stop torturing her father whose face was barely recognisable anymore. Two of them held him by his arms while he was on his knees. Other two were standing behind with such dark expressions that made them look more like the worst demons than angels. The leader of the troop standing with his back to Rose took out a testament and read out loud the punishment that her father was going to receive for his sins. 

Her eyes widened so much, one might believe her eyes might fall off the socks. Her screams became animalistic. She threw her fragile body forwards but some invisible strings were holding her back. Her nails scratched on the wooden floor as she tried to reach them somehow. But she was weak. She was not able to do anything. The two masculine angels standing behind her father stepped closer towards him. Their glance was as cold as ice. Their big hands grabbed the broken wings of her father. Her father looked at her with a soft yet tired smile before his visage turned into a painting of intense pain as his wings were ripped off with a loud noise. The man that was everything for her sunk into the ground then fell on his face, but his scream was still ringing in her ears.

And for a moment, everything was deadly silent. She was lying on the floor like a statue and her eyes turned glassy. The very next second her screech was thunderous. She kept trying to crawl out of the house to get closer to her beloved father. But those strings were now wrapping around her whole body and strangling her. Her red face was full of tears. 

She woke up with a loud gasp in the middle of the night. Her trembling fingers wiped off the tears on her face. It was just another nightmare. The nightmare of her immortal life. Without any inhibition, she burst into tears and cried out loud. Why couldn’t she at least run away from those memories in her sleep? Her whole body was shaking. Her outcry was like one of little children. Yet no one could hear it. No one could ease the pain deep inside of her.