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Do   NOT   take my kindness for weakness

   ..   It might be the last thing you ever do ..

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rosa being considered the most beautiful woman in baron but also wants to make sure her legacy is more than that. so she literally works, studies & trains tirelessly to become HEAD OF THE WHITE MAGE CORP & to help her cecil. despite being a part of the early SNES era of final fantasy, she is a pretty revolutionary female protag. granted, she's not as developed as later heroines but she's a fair one for the time period.

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ever the compassionate one & resolute in what had to be done; his sincerity bled into his words, melting away the tension that built up in the marrow of her bones. she relaxed, an exhale of breath to cleanse the troubled storm brewing in her mind as well. rosa was grateful to great greagor & even another she had not prayed to in a long time, metia. the goddess & star brought joshua home to his loved ones. these years of pain were worth something.

she smiled sadly, memories of that fateful night resurfacing. bloodshed, tears ... her mother on her knees pleading for imperial soldiers to spare rosa's young life. & a dragoon, recognizing them ... seeing how rosa resembled their long fallen commander, he demanded their name. the moment their family name was said, rosa & her mother's lives changed in an instant. snatched away from the fallen duchy & supplanted into the empire, only having survived due her father's revered status. ❝ do you remember ... my father was a great dragoon? it had caused quite a fuss when we were children. relations between sanbreque & rosaria were well but not enough to that my mother was looked fondly upon for falling for a dragoon commandeer.❞

❝it is because of him ... i live. & my life is now in dion's worthy hands.❞ she long pledged fealty to his cause & that would never change. 

Joshua can't help but chuckle a bit at Rosa's words. He knows only too well how reckless and stubborn he can be. He feels sorry for Jote, actually. Being his attendant must be a very complicated task. But he can't help himself. He wants to keep fighting and to be useful as much as he can. As the Dominant of the Phoenix, he just has to.

"My apologies, Lady Rosa. I am afraid this is the way I am," he admits, offering her a kind smile. "Now that I have reunited with my brother, my attendant is free from this burden." Joshua knows she still worries because everyone worries about him, but he doubts it could ever change. He won't stop fighting. "But please, tell me about you. I am truly relieved to see you safe after all that happened."

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° F i n a l ° F a n t a s y ° I V ° The Wheels of A Fate Greater than Us All Are turning Now We must Stand against It We must Stand Together

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sometimes i wish i could gobble you all up. but I can't. that's rood.

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trust that if you're hurting in any sort of way, rosa will be there to comfort you. she is as soft as they come. even if you're the enemy, she will demonstrate a great amount of compassion towards you.

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“Nothing is ever given. For everything, we must pay and pay.” “That’s not true.” 

Cinderella (2015) dir. Kenneth Branagh

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@astrummorte : canon age lex (17 y/o) "i serve my king, and his son." the smile the boy wears is fond, the sort of fondness tinting his features that begets another word, a word that the woman he speaks to would undoubtedly understand better than he. " i would sacrifice anything to keep them all safe, even if it meant sacrificing my life."

the queen regarded him with a softness that was her trademark. angelic beauty renowned in baron was loved for her compassion & patience. & now to a young warrior who swore his fealty to his king, this warmth extended further. concern crossed these features rather quickly as this oath was much too severe for a young man of his tender age. he was only a little older than her son ceodore, who had just celebrated his fifteenth name day. ❝ lex, was it?❞ rosa took his hands into her own with the fondness of a mother. ❝ do not give up your life so easily ... to love is to live for them.❞ hypocrisy ate at her insides, the echoed memory of her being nineteen & ready to lay down her life for the man she loved. but her moon gave a scolding, his hurt from her kidnapping & her continued recklessness finally understood. ❝ i know that you will fight for them but do your best to keep yourself safe as well ...❞

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sympathy pulls at rosa's lovely visage, gaze tender towards the princess's plight. recovery from such trauma would take time & she was felt great guilt for startling sarah so. affection was readily available if the young woman needed it. for now, rosa would do her best to distract & put her troubled mind at ease with other matters. ❝ ever a thorn at your side ... he wishes to discuss your marriage prospects.❞ the words came smoothly, a blonde brow twitched in mild irritation on sarah's behalf. the chancellor was a good man but ambitious, seeking opportunities at all turns with the blessing of king cornelia. ❝ there's something of a scolding awaiting you, yes ... & i am sorry.❞

a sudden pressure on her shoulder causes the princess to jump ever so slightly and she nearly drops the item she was holding. her hands slightly wet with perspiration, she licks her lips and turns around. oh. it was just lady rosa. a sigh escapes her and she's relieved. some wounds never really did heal all the way. "he is? whatever for?" the chancellor spent more time with her parents, it was true. sometimes she and her younger sister took lessons from him, yes, but it wasn't often. tugging on a strand of her hair, she continues, "you do not suppose he wishes to scold me, do you, lady rosa?"

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hihi, thanks for the blog, it's very nice to see a pure positivity blog going around~

my message is to @drakonairs and @rcseaurum, two of the kindest final fantasy roleplayers i've ever had the pleasure of meeting, even if i don't interact with them both much (yet!). i adore how much effort they both put into the love they obviously have for their muses and it baffles me to no end that someone can hold a love so profound and find themselves content with only wrapping it up into a single platform.

i know well the love people have for their muses, but these two i've found are wonderful - though that is to say that i've not reached beyond my circle these days. i aim to change that and see my lovely new possible friends ♥ have a nice day, all you mods!

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““She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it).””

— Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass

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“I have learned not to fear the times that are dark. Some flowers need the light to grow. Some flowers only bloom for the moon.”

—  B. Damani || Petal By Petal

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EMMA (2020) dir. Autumn de Wilde

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A girl who conceals her emotions but harbors fires within her heart.

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alrighty. give a like & i'll write you up a small starter!

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@etroaed : " i yearn for the day i might be free of my shackles, from the binding of this armour. it has eaten away at me, stolen all light from my heart. i am but a husk to it."

she was ever at the whim of cupid's arrow. the shot pierced her gentle golden heart & infused it with nothing but thoughts of snow white, obsidian & lavender. he dwelled in her daylight reverie & in her sweetest of dreams at night. to hear of his suffering, knowing full well what he had to endure — rosa wanted to comfort him. the arduous priming of the dark knight meant to eclipse pain & surrender to the shadows. someone with a radiant heart like his managed to endure it ... but not without consequences. & now, the king had began to change, asking cecil to do some of the strangest of things. honor was instilled in his blood & his fealty to his father figure bade him forth. the black armor now a prison, swelling with sin. 

but rosa saw no change in him. only guilt & if one was able to feel remorse for his actions, then he was not lost all. she stared at him gently, the setting sun creating a canvas of beautiful shades across the sky. their time on the balcony was precious ... a rare moment where the two could just talk. loving gaze held a firm determination, her hand lifting to touch his helm ; the very dark helm he had refused to remove sometimes. she wanted to see his mouth, to see the moon-white of his hair. ❝your light has not been stolen. the fact you can see its eating you up inside is proof of that.❞ rosa breathed, a flush growing on her cheeks as she leaned closer. her lips pressed a chaste kiss to his mouth plate. it was a soft promise, a quiet admittance to warm sentiments that, one day, she'd be able to share with him properly.

❝ you are cecil. my cecil ... ❞