#;;rose

[letsriddlemethislucifer]

@derriereunemasque​ || xXx

            --- She didn’t answer. Her arms hung loosely at her sides as she walked down the front porch. A jingle and a set of keys peered out from her hand as she opened the side gate and unlocked her car. It was rarely used, and no one would have known she’d even have one if not for now.

She popped open the back door and turned to rose. Scarred fingers were carefully placed upon their waist, hoisting the young lady up onto the car seat. She buckled them up and gave rose a gentle pat on the head before closing the door.

“Load up.” She called out to Lisabeth before getting in the driver’s seat, shutting the door closed. 

[letsriddlemethislucifer]

[ braid ] - Rose for Kira c:

PROMPTS FOR THE ROMANCE OF HANDS & TOUCH || Accepting!!

[ braid ] standing behind the receiver, sender starts braiding their hair

From: @derriereunemasque || To: Kira

--- Rose insisted on playing with the reaper's hair. There wasn't much length to it as to when she was a fledgling, but Kira supposed that it wasn't impossible to get it into perhaps a small braid. So she obliged. It was strange to her, as she wasn't entirely used to being treated as anything other than a care taker or one who was seen at the last moments of a mortal's life.

To be more precise, she was especially not used to being treated as a lady-- In any sort of the term, for that matter. Nor did she even try to act as such.

There was such a foreign sensation to having your hair moved about with care. What with the gentle strokes of a brush massaging through her scalp, it was almost ticklish. She nearly wanted to get out of this situation, due to how truly strange it felt.

But she stayed, for Rose, that is.

The young lady was clearly having fun, and showed such a deep focus to her little project.

A gentle hum escaped her lips, tired eyes closing as she finally waved the white flag to enjoy the moment. If Rose truly enjoyed this, then there was no other choice. She would stay.

[saltcdlimc]

Rose. ALL THREE OF THEM ANSWER.

Marley:

Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY   | MY BREATHTAKING BEST FUCKING FRIEND EVERRRRR

Riley:

Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

Corey:

Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY(because she is a lil bae with rose and knows not what she ‘anything’ . give this five minutes it will change. just you wait. W A I T . you have no idea how hard it was for her to admit she’s adorable like someone please tell her it’s okay to F E E L lmao)

[saltcdlimc]

@rosethegeek

“Okay...but listen....it’s not weird, weird is for assholes, these could be too BUT...can we duel with them because I think it could be epic.” -Corey “Also please don’t tell my mom.”

[totvoltusx-blog]

jack’s death had been sudden and dramatic. once the bullet had pierced his skin, mass chaos broke out among the civilians and the Doctor had been quick to rush to jack’s side. Rose had followed along, tears in her eyes and a sob choking her in her throat. it hadn’t been easy coaxing the doctor to help get jack somewhere safe, but after a few moments they had located a hotel where they could lay jack’s body down in the other room to heal.

         now she had the task of keeping her once-love sane long          enough until jack could return. she shoved her hands into          the pockets of her jacket and sat down on the bed next to          the Doctor. blonde hair cascaded over her shoulder as she          peered over to the sorrow-stricken man next to her.

“doctah? are you          goin’ ta’ be alright?”