#roseguided.

[saturnmused-a]

@roseguided asked: ❝ is there no honour left in this world? ❞

THE NIGHTMARE GIVES A little chuckle, almost to himself, at calliope's question. if he had real eyes, he'd be giving her a look right now, one that screams 'i told you so', but as it stands all he can do is lower sunglasses & show all beaming ocular mouths to her. there's no point in trying to hide himself around her ; she knows what kind of monstrosity he is, & has never shied away from him, regardless of the potential consequences. but he wouldn't dare lay a finger on her to hurt her, even if she were his type, because he doesn't want to be unmade once more. he's been there, done that ― he doesn't need a repeat of past mistakes.

fooling around with her, however, is an entirely different issue, with its own stakes attached. if they get caught, they're both in for it ― though the corinthian sometimes wonders who dream would be more mad at for the indiscretion. ❝ if you came looking for honour, sweetheart, you're not going to find it here. ❞ he gives a languid stretch, akin to a cat, & then gets to feet, towering over her as he moves closer. an intimidation tactic with some, but never with her; it'd be pointless. she's not scared of him. ❝ i think i know what you're really looking for. how about some honesty from someone who sees you clearly, without the rose-coloured glasses ? ❞ he knows she can appreciate that.

[saturnmused-a]

@roseguided // desire & calliope // unprompted goodness.

❝ welcome, calliope, ❞ desire of the endless purrs from their perch just above her, a curve in the wall of the threshold that allows for sitting space. slender legs dangle from seat, crossed at ankles, pale skin expansive from position. they lean back and watch her with heady golden gaze, holding hers when it meets theirs. ❝ you need not be afraid. i'm only being friendly. ❞ they smile, all cheshire cat, but make no move from seat, content to look from a distance ― for now. ❝ dream must have mentioned his little sibling, hasn't he ? ❞ perhaps not. ❝ desire. pleased to make your acquaintance, sweet thing. do you plan on staying for a while ? there are sights here that i'm sure you would enjoy. ❞ it is, of course, their nature.

[fortyseventh]

diana roy: a kiss for the wife.

she's stressed. robin just hoped it wasn't obvious. of course, it was obvious, but she really willed it not to be. no one had said this would be easy, nor did she ever think it would be. she worked hard to get where she is today, never crawling over anyone to get there, but instead walking, hand in hand. but as much as she had a community with her on the way up, having this position could be lonelier than people realize. when it came down to it, she made the final decisions on her own. she had the final word. no one could help her at the finish line. that's the part she had anticipated, but hadn't been totally ready for.

even if her stress was not prevalent, diana would always know. she could always tell. even when they were young, she pointed out robin's worry lines, pressing a kiss between her brows to relax them. now, diana kisses her lips, the crease of concern fading way at diana's intimacy. blue eyes meet hers, a small grin on her features as fingers intertwine with her wife's. 'showed up at th'right time, just like always,' robin says, taking a breath and letting it out, trying desperately to destress. 'you always make me feel less alone, y'know that?' @roseguided.

[peacereflecteda]

@roseguided  asked: ❝ how’d you find me? ❞

𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 to the monarch of desire's lips, and they turn to her slowly, golden gaze lingering on her features. ❝ how could we not ? ❞ they reply with growing smile, and they saunter over with intent behind every step, an attempt to intimidate. heels click on the floor of their threshold, where they had brought her. ❝ you are so loud in your desires, child. and for someone who . . . can never love you the way that you love him. you know that, don't you ? ❞ they speak of her romance with their brother, of course. le sujet du jour. they come close enough to look up at her, hands resting on hips. ❝ or have you yet to figure it out ? it's obvious when you think about it. ❞

[imunities]

@roseguided : ' i'm not doing this, not right now. ' — abby

it's not what joel would want. the phrase repeats on loop. it's not what joel would want. the entire journey, it's all that she's heard. everything he had given up, all that he'd done had been so that this might never be her fate. and yet ... here she is. when she learned that the fireflies had formed once more, that they had a base, ellie's blood had gone cold. rigid and broken, the years had washed over her in a kaleidoscope of suffering and rage and grief. nearly a decade of unanswered questions still linger on her tongue. she thought she could ignore them. she'd been wrong.

❝ i'm not here for you. ❞ the gun gripped beneath white knuckles tells a different story. ellie is not the same girl she had been when she set out for seattle, she is not even the same girl she'd been in santa barbara, but standing here — face to face with the one who'd never stopped haunting her — there's still a quiet desire to pull the trigger, a question of if she'd made the right choice at the pillars.

ellie forces her hand to her side, ❝ i didn't even fucking know you'd be here. ❞ forgiveness has never come easy for her, hatred has always burned easier. she can't even bear to look abby in the eye, her gaze instead rests upon the scar on her cheek. ❝ i came looking for the fireflies. i have questions. it seemed like the best place for answers. ❞

[imunities]

the bristles of the paintbrush dance across the canvas, creating vibrant arcs of color that intersect and join together. ellie tilts her head, leaning back to examine the painted landscape of downtown boston before her, tracing the skyline with her eyes and seeking spots inconsistent with her memory. she sighs heavily in frustration, the fifth time in two minutes. there's not much from the city she'd like to remember, but she's never forgotten how the dawn looked her first time outside a zone.

❝ fuck. ❞ she huffs, tilts her head the other way and groans loudly, ❝ this is all fucking wrong. i should just start over. the lines are all wonky, the colors aren't right, i don't know why i even — ❞

@roseguided : dina gives her a little kiss

arms wrap around her from behind and she sets down the paintbrush, dropping it in her water cup as dina kisses her softly on the cheek. she hums happily and turns to look at her, light scattering in her eyes, ❝ mmm are you trying to distract me so i shut up ? ❞ the corners of her lips turn upwards, ❝ cause i sorta think it's working... ❞

[peacereflecteda]

𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 // @roseguided  asked : ❛   i want you. and the thought of anyone else having you is like a knife twist in my dark soul.   ❜

𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳𝚂 𝙰𝚁𝙴 honest and the king of dreams doesn't need to know her nightmares to know this . they have also felt the twist of that knife , wondering if she would be better off with someone else , and then banishing the thought . for endless knows that they were meant to be together , in whatever capacity they are capable of . ❝ you need not think of us with anyone else , calliope . ❞ they say , voice low as the wind of the bad weather , caused by their mood , howls outside the castle . ❝ we belong to you , and to you alone . that is our promise . ❞

[peacereflecteda]

𝙳𝙸𝙵𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙺𝙸𝚂𝚂 // @roseguided  asked : [ wedding ] a romantic kiss shared during a wedding ceremony .

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲 𝙸𝚂 playing softly in the background , a romantic backdrop to the rest of the scene around them . all their friends and the family who could attend , gathered to witness their given promises . leon can't take his eyes off his soon to be bride , the way she shines in this moment , so irrevocably happy that she glows with it . he feels similarly ; feels warmth in his chest , gentle and adoring and only for her .

he feels it as he reaches out and slides the ring onto her finger , as he says the words ' i do ' in the marked quiet of the room . she reciprocates , and their officiate pronounces them husband and wife . leon smiles brightly and leans in , arms winding around her to hold his wife close . ❝ i love you , ❞ he murmurs against her lips as he kisses her , sealing their promise and commitment .