#rosabae

[lotuseen]

Hello 🪷🌟 hru today faebae? 🍡🌸

2 days late but im ok !!! been busy with school bc midterms is coming up 😿⭐ thank u lie i hope you're doing ok !!

[moved-soulvalor]

                   silent  when  she  gets  home ,   retreats  to  her  bedroom  without  a  word ,   cannot  handle  facing  anyone  at  this  time ,   not  after  the  day  she’s  had .     the  interruption  of  the  play  by  cassie  had  been  brutal ,   it  took  much  encouragement  for  her  to  go  through  with  it ,   but  it  had  been  far  from  the  worst  thing  that  had  happened .     knew  something  must  have  happened  for  fezco  not  to  show  up ,   made  her  way  to  his  place  only  to  be  faced  with  the  𝕋ℝ𝔸𝔾𝔼𝔻𝕐  that  had  erupted ,   all  while  she  was  pouring  her  heart  into  a  stupid  high  school  play .     so  now  the  tears  keep  streaming  down  her  cheeks ,   arms  holding  tightly  onto  a  pillow  as  she  attempts  to  swallow  the  sobs ,    not  be  so  loud ,   but  it  never  stops .     stunned  for  a  moment  when  her  sister  walks  in ,   ranting ,   can  see  her  lips  moving  but  does  not  register  a  single  word .     a  mix  of  thoughts  tangled  in  her  brain ,   but  right  now  one  is  louder  ━  it’s  all  so  petty ,   the  way  they’re  fighting ,    all  so  futile ,   so  superficial ,   so  stupid .     and  when  faced  with  the  reality  of  the  loss  of  a  sibling ,   she  can’t  help  but  to  choke  on  the  idea  of  cassie  gone .     cannot  find  her  voice ,   fingers  gripping  the  soft  pillow  tighter ,   how  many  tears  can  she  spill  until  she  runs  out ?      ━━  @rosabae​  //  cassie  howard

[fencings]

@rosabae​  ,         “  did   you   know   that   people   with   guilty   consciences   are   more   easily   startled   by   loud   nois—   *blasts   airhorn*  ”

she’s digging through the shelves for an older version of one of the comics she remembered reading as a kid,   standing on her toes and nearly tipping one of the shelves over when she hears the blast of the airhorn.         “  you can’t just do that !    what if i died ?!    do you have money to pay for that ??  ”          she recenters herself and pulls out a random book,   lightly swatting camila’s shoulder,         “  you’ll run into debt and i don’t want that life for you.  ”         and then she kicks at the space between the back of camila’s knee,         “  and who are you talking about guilty consciences     ...     i don’t have a guilty conscience !  ” 

CAMILA + HEEDO.

[livevl]

...       @rosabae​ ​    ,     said   :        ❛  𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝’𝚜 𝚒𝚝 ?  ❜ 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚔𝚕𝚕𝚊

“  yeeeeeeep.  ”      syllable  rounds  off  with  echoing  pop.  like  bubble  gum  that  has  been  shred  to  bits  by  fangs.  shattering  in  the  space  between  them ;  fragile  and  unimportant.  there  is  no  cast  of  sympathy  over  her  features.  she  feels  no  curl  in  her  chest  that  begs  audience  with  her  softer  side.  in  fact ,  all  she  can  meet  the  other  with  is  a  cold  stare.  barreling  down  at  the  question  for  which  she  has  no  long  winded  answer.  no  in  depth  analysis  or  explanation.  and  there  in  lies  the  complications  of  getting  involved  with  another  person.  there’s  a  fine  line  between  giving  too  much.  and  not  giving  enough.

aura  drips  with  boredom.  she’s  found  herself  on  the  wrong  side  of  the  line  again.  and  when  she  brings  her  gaze  to  perfectly  align  with  aklla’s,  there’s  a  sigh  that  pours  from  her  lips.  she’s  already  tired  of  the  conversation.  had  filed  it  away  in  one  never  meant  to  be  had  in  the  first  place.  but ,  she  doesn’t  run.  does  not  move  from  the  spot  where  boots  have  taken  root.  instead ,  an  eyebrow  lifts.      “  wait.  don’t  tell  me  you  were  expecting  ...  more ?  ”      she  allows ,  for  the  moment ,  curiosity  to  flourish.  to  reach  the  highs  it’s  only  ever  dared  once  before.  and  though  it  will  be  meet  a  cruel ,  crushing  end  —  she  enjoys  watching  it  blossom.      “  more  has  never  really  been  our  thing.  ”

[1lvaites]

@rosabae​  ,         “  you  look  very  pretty.  ”

earth kingdom green was a foreign entity against her silhouette,   its softer shades a drastic change from the stark reds and blacks azula had donned since her birth.    a princess in the guise of a warrior far below her standing,   it almost irked her to take on this skin for the sake of her mission.    she’s pulling the gloves on when ty lee speaks,   muscles going rigid as she stiffens,   cheeks reddening beneath the coats of paint streaking her features         —          not a blush,   but a hidden embarrassment from allowing herself to be caught off - guard.    straightening her back,   she glares at her ally with side - eyes,         “  i know.  ”        with a final tug,   the glove stretches over her wrist and tucked beneath viridescent sleeves.          “  your hair isn’t working.    do it again.  ”         with that,   she shifts her focus towards adjusting her shoulder plates,         “  we aren’t here to be pretty.    a gallant opportunity has presented itself on a silver platter and we are going to use it to finally get what we want.    this will not go wrong.  ” 

TY LEE + AZULA.