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 ❄ ALMOST OVER, tag: alice with rosario
Jan 13 2017, 05:04 AM




tansy e. dunajski
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Jan 21 2017, 07:58 PM
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Wing Manifestation
bassist@ cor[e]
rosario t. reedy
Alice [she/they] • 379 posts


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t wasn’t often that Rosario felt nervous any more. During school, he’d been a bag of bones and anxiety. But, when he’d come out the other side of it, Rosy had realised that he could survive pretty much anything. Even meeting his new bandmates a few months ago hadn’t been particularly painful – although maybe that was because he’d been excited about all the experiences that they were going to share.

So, yes: Rosario hadn’t felt nervous in a long, long time. But all that changed after he’d started texting Tansy. At first, he’d simply enjoyed talking to her, but at some point Rosario's perspective on things twisted into something more. Something that he couldn’t quite put his finger on. He thought about spending time with her all the time, but he'd chickened out when they'd actually tried to organise something. He’d come up with some excuse about being busy with work (it wasn’t a total lie) and almost immediately regretted it. The next time an opportunity arose, Rosario felt equal parts disappointed and relieved when Tansy had to cancel on their plans. More and more things came up, and they got stuck in a cycle of just being out of the loop of each other’s lives.

After what felt like an age of missing each other, the chance finally came for them to hang out. Rosario picked out his clothes carefully. He wanted to wear something distinctive so that Tansy would have an easier time of picking him out from a crowd. This was partly why he picked out his favourite red coat to wear, but the courage it always seemed to lend him had also factored into his decision making.

Rosy'd been up half the night, creeping on Tansy’s social media for conversation inspiration, so now he had a head brimming full of creepy crawly facts and intense worry. What if he said something that’d let Tansy in on the fact that he’d scrolled way, way back on her Instagram? When Rosario was five minutes away from their meeting place, he stopped and took in a deep, mindful breath. This wasn’t him. He needed to chill out.

A second message from Tansy prompted Rosario to get going, this time with a much cooler head. When the third came through, he didn’t even need to look at his phone to know that this time, Tansy was nearby and could see him. Rosy scanned the street and saw her, near a street light. He waved, a touch self-consciously, and jogged across the road the moment there was a break in the traffic.

”Hiya!” Rosario called the moment he was within earshot. There was a lapse in his nerves as he closed the distance between himself and Tansy enough to give her a non-committal, one-armed hug. ”How are you doing? I like your jacket.”

Feb 6 2017, 03:55 AM




tansy e. dunajski
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Feb 7 2017, 11:01 AM
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25


Wing Manifestation
bassist@ cor[e]
rosario t. reedy
Alice [she/they] • 379 posts


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osario wasn't being nice to Tansy out of pity. Either he was kind to other people, or he sensed that they didn't deserve his time, and cut them out of his life completely. It was a rule that he'd followed religiously, perhaps at the risk of missing out on friendships that would later be important to him. He'd had to loosen up a little with it when the band had first been pushed together though. Rosy'd had to look past any initial impressions of his bandmates in order to make the arrangement work.

There was no way that he wanted to miss out having Tansy in his life though. Even though Rosy had felt nervous about meeting up with her, there was just something about her that seemed very right. Like, somehow, there'd been a Tansy shaped hole in his life until she'd come around.

The calm that set in the moment they were in proximity of one another surprised Rosario, but suddenly, he wasn't sure why. He wasn't even sure why he'd been nervous until he almost let onto the fact that he'd been looking at Tansy's social media the night before. Her best friend might have been 'very aesthetic', but if Rosy was able to gather anything from her Instagram, it was that she was too. "Cheers," he laughed, a touch self-conscious and doing his best to look away from Tansy's smile. Rosario wasn't sure why he'd want to even try to look away. "I had to pick it out for myself. Unfortunately I don't have an aesthetic best friend."

He fidgeted, pushing his bassist fingers into fists inside his jacket pockets. "So which way are we off to?" Rosy asked, clearing his throat. He smiled at Tansy. "This has been a long time coming. We shouldn't waste a minute."


Feb 11 2017, 08:38 AM




tansy e. dunajski
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.tansymainbg {width:200px;background-color:#F2F2F2;border:solid 15px #901ea8; padding:20px;} .tansymainpic {width:200px;}.tansyposttext {width:180px;text-align:justify;padding:10px;font-size:10px;line-height:115%;background-color:#FFFFFF;border-bottom:solid 5px #901ea8; }.tansyposttext b {font-family: 'Sriracha', cursive;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;color:#901ea8;text-transform: uppercase;line-height:130%;}.tansyposttext i {font-family: 'Sriracha', cursive;font-size:11px;font-weight:400;color:#901ea8;line-height:130%;}.tansytoptitle {width:170px;padding:15px;background-color:#901ea8;color:#ffffff;text-align:center;text-transform:uppercase;font-family: 'Sriracha', cursive;font-weight:400;font-size:14px;line-height:115%;}last foreverTansy was a master at falling for boys way too early and way too hard. She was a master at developing crushes on every single boy she met. Even if they weren’t being nice to her for actual good reasons she still fell for them. After the first few days of texting with Rosario she was already smitten. She loved the way he genuinely seemed to consider his responses. When she brought up things she really liked that he clearly didn’t know about he seemed attentive and asked questions. He was kind and funny and under all the nervousness that he didn’t actually like her she couldn’t help but be just so darn smitten.The simple fact that he was a musician was enough to have her planning their marriage and naming their kids. Then he had to go and compliment her jacket. “Well, you did a really good job you look really handsome,” she mused, smiling brightly still. “But if you’re ever in need, you can borrow mine. He’s very into all black clothing but he’s very stylish,” she promised. Any opportunity to hype up Petra was a good opportunity. Tansy had absolutely no idea if she would even be here still without him in her life. He was such an important person to her and she loved him so much and having him to show her that aesthetic life was a blessing.Tansy linked her arms in with one of his once they were in his pockets, all prepared to use her poor vision as an excuse. “Well, that’s the thing with Left Right Adventures,” she pointed out. “You’re not allowed to plan ahead. You have to choose once you get to an intersection,” she explained. She began to walk in the direction the two were facing. “You just kind of pick the way that looks the most interesting and see where you end up.” It was a really good way to find shops that she would never have considered going to.
Feb 28 2017, 04:58 PM
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25


Wing Manifestation
bassist@ cor[e]
rosario t. reedy
Alice [she/they] • 379 posts


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rushes and Rosy normally shared a casual relationship. He'd meet someone that he liked, spend a couple of months either ignoring or acting on his feelings, and then they'd part as good friends. It was different with Tansy. While the feelings were soft soft, they were also intense. They refused to leave him alone, flirting with him where normally, they would just tease him. There was potential there for something more, but Rosy had yet to open his eyes to it.

His cheeks threatened to match his jacket when Tansy complimented him. The corners of Rosario's eyes scrunched up amicably as he smiled at his friend. "I think you've mentioned him a couple of times before," mentioned the bassist. Rosy had never met Petra before, but he wanted to. He wanted to meet all Tansy's friends, if he was honest. "How's he doing at the moment?"

Rosario's cheeks still hadn't recovered from Tansy's compliment when she linked arms with him, so they remained warm and continued to warm his face. He tucked his arm firmly around the woman's, as if he was worried that he was going to lose her as they set off together on their adventure. Rosy didn't want that. "Where did you end up on your first Left Right Adventure?" the bassist asked as he followed Tansy's lead in walking forwards. He was glad that he was getting to spend time with someone so inventive. Had they been sitting in Starbucks, like he'd suggested, then things might have become awkward.

When they came to their first intersection, Rosy stopped and glanced left, then right. "What do you think?" he asked Tansy. The streets on either side of them were both lined with shops and cafes. They both had potential, but Rosario was feeling lucky about the street to their left. This might have had something to do with the glowing neon sign in the window of the greasy spoon on the other side of the road. Rosy was easily distracted by bright lights, something that was either the cause or the effect of his love of video games. "That way?" he suggested, pointing left. Tansy was the expert of Left Right Adventures, so Rosario didn't mind her having the final say at all.


Mar 7 2017, 04:37 AM




tansy e. dunajski
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Mar 7 2017, 07:10 PM
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25


Wing Manifestation
bassist@ cor[e]
rosario t. reedy
Alice [she/they] • 379 posts


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osy didn't mind that Tansy talked about Petra as often as she did. He liked hearing about the man who was so important to her. "I don't mind," Rosario promised, worrying that he'd made Tansy feel bad about mentioning her friend again. "What ballet is he doing? Are you going to go and watch him?" He hoped he didn't overwhelm Tansy with all his questions. Over the time that they'd been texting, he must have asked her question after question after question. It was partly because Rosy wanted Tansy to know that he was interested in what she had to say, but mostly just because he was interested. Rosario would have happily sat down in front of her, put his chin in his hands and listened to her talk about anything and everything for hours at a time.

Despite his nerves, Rosario felt as though they'd walked like this together a hundred times before, sharing stories and searching for new places. He didn't want to get ahead of himself, but it felt very right. "That sounds fab," he replied. Rosy had never even heard of Cape Perpetua before, let alone seen it. But, he could imagine Tansy fitting in there, based off the description that she'd given him of the place. "Have you ever done a Left Right Adventure in the car?"

Rosario felt as though the direction he chose was going to be judged heavily by Tansy. It might have seemed like a menial task, but in choosing - left or right? - they were beginning what should be an exciting expedition. He worried on his bottom lip, watching Tansy as he suggested that they go left. "It's probably beginners luck," Rosy laughed, breathing out a sigh of relief when the woman give 'left' her stamp of approval. He gently tugged Tansy over to the traffic lights, and waited for the green man to make his appearance.

"So how did you and Petra meet?" Rosario asked. He stepped out when the road was safe to cross, but he was paying more attention to Tansy than to walking. This was a recipe for disaster for someone with such long legs.


Mar 9 2017, 10:50 AM




tansy e. dunajski
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Mar 14 2017, 05:08 PM
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Wing Manifestation
bassist@ cor[e]
rosario t. reedy
Alice [she/they] • 379 posts


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lways be kind. Always treat people as you would want to be treated. Two rules which were one and the same that'd been drummed into Rosy's head since birth. Unfortunately, this'd also taught him to duck his head and shy away from the abuse that he'd faced in his life. Rosy knew now that he was supposed to treat people how they deserved to be treated, now how he would have wanted to be treated himself.

But, the thing was, Tansy deserved to be treated well, and Rosy was inclined to treat her how he would have wanted himself to be treated.

"I've never seen a ballet before," he told Tansy. That said, if he could go with her then he would. Rosario was certain that just sitting next to the woman would be enough for him, even if he didn't enjoy watching the ballet. "He's lucky to have you. You seem really supportive."

"Trust me, you wouldn't have wanted to get into my car anyway," Rosy mentioned. The thing was decades old and seemed to spend more time in the garage than it did out. The hole it was burning in his pocket was huge, and Rosario suspected that he would have been better off just buying a new (or newer) car, but... he was attached. And he was allowed to be frivolous sometimes, wasn't he? "It's nice to get lost if you don't have anywhere to be," Rosy added. For the first year of his life in Chicago, he'd managed to get lost whenever he needed to be somewhere. It'd been even scarier than it should have been because his parents were far away, in another country. In another timezone, even.

He was only human, and the heavy answer made Rosy panic for a moment. His eyes fixed on a point in the far distance and he wondered whether he would have asked the question that he had, if he'd known what she'd say. And he wondered why he'd almost thought 'no'. Because knowing Tansy was capable of hurting herself hurt him? Because he was selfish? Because he wanted to believe that the world was perfect?

What defined a person wasn't what they thought, but what they did. Rosy didn't want to distance himself from Tansy, despite what she might have thought. He noticed the way her arm loosened around his, and that hurt too. It hurt because he had to wonder how many people had turned Tansy away for her suicide attempt. Rosario did let go of her, but only so that he could slide his graceful fingers between hers. "My maw says that sometimes, the universe gives us blessings in disguise. Maybe that's why you two met like that."

Mar 24 2017, 09:20 AM




tansy e. dunajski
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Mar 29 2017, 11:48 AM
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Wing Manifestation
bassist@ cor[e]
rosario t. reedy
Alice [she/they] • 379 posts


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osy's parents had raised him right. They'd taught him that men could be friends with women, and women could be friends with men. (And then, he'd learned for himself that the same applied to people who fell outside of the gender binary.) He couldn't ever remember his father being jealous of his mother's friends, or vice versa. So, Tansy's friendship with Petra didn't affect Rosy's interest in her one bit. "Really?" he asked, surprised when the woman told him that he would go with her to see her friend's ballet. "What do you wear to a ballet? I've no idea."

"You're not missing out on much," Rosario said, "driving's scary." As much as he loved his car, being in control of it made him incredibly nervous. He blamed it on his parents, who'd been terrible driving instructors, and coincidentally, were awful drivers. "Last week, the windscreen wipers started going all on their own. I think it's haunted," the bassist joked. His car was just very unpredictable.

Rosario'd realised a long time ago that no matter how much he studied and learned, he was never going to know everything. He was never going to understand everything. He might have been a Black boy in a predominantly white school, but that didn't automatically mean that his and Tansy's hurdles in life were the same. And because of this, he'd known that maybe his response wouldn't be the best or most fitting. Rosy just hoped that he didn't sound ignorant, or anything. He just hoped that Tansy knew she could talk to him about all of it - whenever she wanted, even if that was never.

Still, while they were out on the streets, it was probably a good idea to keep things light. "That must be annoying," said Rosy. His smirk was cheerful rather than malicious. "Having to settle elsewhere. Hopefully you find someone who's almost as good as Petra."


Apr 5 2017, 09:53 AM




tansy e. dunajski
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.tansyaes1 {width:230px; background: #fff; border: solid 1px #901ea8; padding: 10px;}.tansyaes2 {width:200px; background: #901ea8; color: #fff; text-align: right; padding: 15px; font-size: 15px; font-family: 'Open Sans Condensed', sans-serif; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:700;}.tansyaes3 {width: 207px; padding: 10px; border: solid 1px #901ea8; padding: 10px; margin-top: 5px;}.tansyaes4 {width:207px;text-align:justify;padding:10px;font-size:10px;line-height:115%;background-color:#FFFFFF; }.tansyaes4 b {color: #901ea8; font-size: 12px; font-weight:700; font-family: 'Open Sans', sans-serif;}.tansyaes4 i {color: #901ea8; font-size: 10px; font-family: 'Open Sans', sans-serif;}.tansyaes5 {width:200px; background: #901ea8; color: #fff; text-align: right; padding: 10px; font-size: 10px; font-family: 'Open Sans Condensed', sans-serif;text-transform:uppercase;}last foreverTansy was one of those people who got jealous. But it was far less that she worried about the boy cheating and far more just fuelled by her own insecurities. Everyone else was so much prettier than her. So much more interesting and worthwhile. She had a tendency to convince herself that the people she cared about deserved better than her. She was working on not doing that, but it was a long and difficult process. It was something she would likely always battle with. It definitely was easier to deal with when with people who weren’t worried about that stuff at all. Like how Rosy didn’t seem at all deterred by the fact that Tansy lived with a boy and was best friends with another boy and collected rocks with someone who was commonly misgendered as a boy. “It’s usually business casual.” Fancy, but not too fancy. “My goodness,” the idea of a haunted car was pretty terrifying. “That sounds pretty dangerous. Maybe you should get some sage or something.” Tansy knew of some good ghost repelling tricks. She had written them down in one of the five hundred half filled notebooks she had lying around her bedroom. “Or maybe a mechanic. Probably the mechanic.” It seemed like the better option but hey, ghosts were still risky business.She was grateful that Rosario wasn’t dwelling too much on the weight of her words. Grateful that he wasn’t asking the five hundred questions he no doubt had. She wouldn’t blame him if he did. She wouldn’t hold it against him. She probably wouldn’t even be all that upset. “I mean, I have someone in mind but the jury’s still out,” she teased, giving his hand a playful squeeze. The two of them passed by shop after shop, heading towards the next intersection, when Tansy stopped. “Does that say Cupcake ATM?” Her eyes were bad, but they weren’t that bad. She mostly wanted to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. no notes // @rosario t. reedy
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R
osy thought about being next to Tansy in a dark theatre. Close to her, elbows touching as they experienced the same thing at the same time. It seemed intimate. It didn't have to be, but Rosy, without realising, was already careening towards developing feelings for Tansy. "What even is business casual?" he asked. He knew he'd be able to pull together something appropriate, but he'd never worked a job that had any kind of uniform or clothing regulations. He'd been lucky.

He was (mostly) joking about his car being haunted, but didn't scoff at the thought of saging it. "A mechanic would probably be more sensible," Rosy agreed. He wasn't sure whether or not he believed in ghosts. He had a lot of trouble believing in anything that he couldn't see or touch for himself. "But I might try the sage as well. Cover all the bases."

Rosy knew that if his relationship with Tansy was going to be lasting, platonically or otherwise, then there'd probably come a time where they talked in more depth about what she lived with. Now didn't feel like the right time. The topic seemed like something that deserved all of Rosy's energy and concentration, but maybe that was just because he was a little worried about saying the wrong thing.

His stomach squeezed in time with Tansy's teasing. Rosario stole a glance in her direction, the corner of his mouth slanting upwards questioningly. "The jury's still out?" he asked. "What do they need to do to get a decision?" Rosario had no idea whether she was talking about him or not, but it was nice to imagine that she was. If it was possible, it made their adventure even more pleasant. His eyes widened in confusion when his friend commented on what looked like a pink ATM machine. "What the fuck?" Rosy eloquently replied. "It does."

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.tansyaes1 {width:230px; background: #fff; border: solid 1px #901ea8; padding: 10px;}.tansyaes2 {width:200px; background: #901ea8; color: #fff; text-align: right; padding: 15px; font-size: 15px; font-family: 'Open Sans Condensed', sans-serif; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:700;}.tansyaes3 {width: 207px; padding: 10px; border: solid 1px #901ea8; padding: 10px; margin-top: 5px;}.tansyaes4 {width:207px;text-align:justify;padding:10px;font-size:10px;line-height:115%;background-color:#FFFFFF; }.tansyaes4 b {color: #901ea8; font-size: 12px; font-weight:700; font-family: 'Open Sans', sans-serif;}.tansyaes4 i {color: #901ea8; font-size: 10px; font-family: 'Open Sans', sans-serif;}.tansyaes5 {width:200px; background: #901ea8; color: #fff; text-align: right; padding: 10px; font-size: 10px; font-family: 'Open Sans Condensed', sans-serif;text-transform:uppercase;}last foreverShe laughed at Rosy’s question. “Nice pants and a button up shirt. Or a blazer with a simple shirt under it,” she explained. “I think so long as it’s not jeans and a tee shirt it should be okay,” she added. If Cosimo could find something business casual in his wardrobe full of graphic tee shirts then Rosario could find something. From what she had seen of him so far he was a very nice looking boy. It was too bad it wasn’t the kind of place that needed a suit. What she wouldn’t give to see Rosy in a suit. All dressed up nice and sharp with a tie and fancy shoes.While Tansy firmly believed in ghosts she doubted one would be in Rosario’s car. They tended to attach to people and homes. If there was a ghost in his car it was likely attached to the person driving. “I know a really good psychic if the mechanic thing doesn’t work out.” It was a collection of psychics, actually but that didn’t matter. Either way it was an available option. “I’ve probably been in worse cars before, though,” she noted. “My brother’s first car was…well…unique,” she laughed. The kind of car where sometimes she had to crawl through the window to get inside because the doors would get stuck.She nodded. “Yeah, they’re a little tentative because the last guy was a royal douchebag but they’re leaning in your favour.” She stepped in closer so she was practically leaning against him while they walked. Until, that is, they spotted the cupcake machine. “Well, I guess we’ve found the first stop in our Left Right Adventure. Gonna’ get me a cupcake?” She was mostly kidding , he didn’t have to pay for her if he didn’t want to. no notes // @rosario t. reedy
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