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who’s afraid of little red, Keith Mangana (via masochisticsadist)

“Confessions from Helen of Troy - a Haiku” (via masochisticsadist)

emily palermo, haiku #4 (via masochisticsadist)

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Late Victorian Corsetby ~AlchemyRose08

Letting go of Rosa for a moment, he pulled out his wallet, handing the woman a sleek black card. Her eyes widened slightly before she gave another deep bow of her head. 'As you wish Mr. Lucretz. This way miss. I’ll need to get your measurements please.’ She spoke once more, this time towards Rosa as she motioned towards a large dressing room.

❝K anda what’s this about a custom dress..?❞ To say she is not only surprised but caught off guard is an understatement. Surly she had expected Kanda to be pushy about wanting to buy her things, & she had planned to decline. She did not think he needed to spend his money on her, she had more than enough to buy whatever she desired. & Yet, he insisted further than she had expected. He had gone & done it so she could not deny his offer. She followed the woman wordlessly, casting a glance Kanda’s way, a slender brow lifted in curiosity. She couldn’t help but wonder what it was he had in store for her, she imagined she would love it, he knew her so well. She was touched in a way she hadn’t yet been able to put to words, no one had ever done this sort of thing for her. Bought her gifts. Well, not out of the kindness of their heart that is.

“Are y’ah up to anythin’ now? Or were y’ah waitin’ for me?” He almost sounded like he was teasing her, giving her a gentle nudge to her arm. Before she could even answer him, he remembered something. “Oh! I jus’ go’ a new game by th’ way. Y’ah should come over and play wiv’ me.”

❝I swear to god, no matter how many times they punish you, you’re never going to learn. I don’t even know why they try anymore.❞  It never ceased to amaze her, the way he could blow off punishment, pretend he didn’t spend his whole day moping. It really was a wonder they even tried to get him to listen, it never worked & it never would. It was a waste of every ones time in the end. ❝Y es i was waiting for you, who else would i be waiting for? I shouldn't reward you with my sparkling presence but the call of a new game is too much to pass. Fine.❞  She rolled her eyes dramatically, she was mad at him for now but her anger would be short lived. It almost always was.

⊰♞⊱── “Didn’t ya know? I’m quite the effective interrogator~” He teased lightly, gently sipping at his drink. He let the glass sit on the table, leaning in forward while resting an arm onto the top. “Last girl I had to use my negotiation skills on couldn’t walk straight for a while.”

❝I will not be swayed so easily. You are so welcome to try.❞ A feral grin stretched wide across her lovely mouth, a slim shoulder rolled forward, her arms crossing loosely under her ample bosom.

❝N o, I am neither of those. Your words touch me, you are too kind.❞ She is flattered beyond words, touched that she is so enamored with her looks. Rosalyn is well aware of how she is perceived by others, aware of her allure, granted she does not always see herself in such a positive light. She graces the girl with a warm & rarely genuine smile.

    “ PERHAPS YOU HAD ought to see it someday. “

❝I would be simply, DELIGHTED.❞

“Th-Thanks. I a-appreciate it.”

❝O f course, i’ve got a lighter if you need one.❞

    ‘ I would not, If there were someone who actually reigned over me. ‘

❝& Just what are you implying?❞ Generally she was in a much more agreeable mood, however today her agreeable & playful mood had been dampened by a number of things. & So she lashed out at the first person that stood before her, she was SEARCHING for an outlet for her irritation. 

                                       ✝ ┨Ｋαι∂αη         ❝ I hear the queen of England dose nothing. So, I guess I would.  ❞

❝M ust you be so difficult. However I do not see how the queen of England relates to myself.❞

❝I t will take more than such petty words to wound my pride.❞