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I’VE BEEN TEARING AROUND IN MY FUCKING NIGHTGOWN     .    I’VE BEEN TEARING UP TOWN IN MY FUCKING WHITE GOWN     .     rosalie hale, original interpretation, heavily divergent and anti smeyer.   by nosta.

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“From the destruction, out of the flame, you need a villain, give me a name”

— The Lumineers // Salt And The Sea

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Scarlett Leithold

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I’VE BEEN TEARING AROUND IN MY FUCKING NIGHTGOWN     .    I’VE BEEN TEARING UP TOWN IN MY FUCKING WHITE GOWN     .     rosalie hale, original interpretation, heavily divergent and anti smeyer.   by nosta.

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“the last of us” inspired sentence starters

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there is nothing as exquisite as when the lumineers sang “you need a villain, give me a name”.

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❥     𝐅(𝐗) ,   𝟒 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒   (   𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟓   )     [   𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂    ]   .

sentence starters inspired by various lyrics from songs of f(x)’s   4 walls !!   some lyrics have been slightly modified to be more usable .  change gendered language   &   add context to your needs .  happy roleplaying !!  ♡

“   the  flower  of  emotion  can  bloom  in  a  split  second .   ” “   you  came  to  me  without  a  sound .   ” “   is  this  an  illusion ?   ” “   love  is  four  walls .   ” “   love  is  a  mysterious  maze .   ” “   i  had  the  answers ,   but  now  they  mean  nothing .   ” “   the  more  i  open  doors ,   the  bigger  the  maze  becomes .   ” “   you  shine  so  brightly .   ” “   i  can’t  take  my  eyes  off  you  for  even  a  second ,   you’re  so  beautiful .   ” “   i  looked  in  the  mirror   &   saw  not  myself ,   but  you .   ” “   why  are  you  smiling  at  me ?   ” “   my  heart  is  already  blue .   ” “   you  have  to  show  me  more .   ” “   within  your  embrace ,   there’s  a  fantasy  that  amazes  me .   ” “   the  more  i  get  to  know  you ,   the  more  i  can’t  escape .   ” “   i  don’t  care  where ;   just  take  me  somewhere  beyond  this  world .   ” “   the  world’s  most  brilliant  jewel  is  in  your  eyes .   ” “   i  found  a  star ,   and  it’s  you .   ” “   it  feels  as  if  i’m  dreaming .   ” “   my  heart  thumps  when  our  eyes  meet .   ” “   i  am  only  for  you .   ” “   every  time  i  look  at  you ,   it’s  like  déjà  vu .   ” “   i’m  following  my  intuition ,   rather  than  my  brain .   ” “   i  think  i’ve  seen  you  somewhere  before .   ” “   i  know  that  you’re  dangerous .   ” “   you  don’t  even  know  me .   ” “   i  knew  i  would  find  you  here .   ” “   when  our  hands  touched ,   my  entire  body  went  numb .   ” “   you  should  have  come  with  a  warning .   ” “   everything  inside  me  is  a  mess .   ” “   this  is  so  much  more  than  i  expected .   ” “   i’m  going  to  be  in  big  trouble .   ” “   let  go  of  your  well - mannered  self ,   just  for  today .   ” “   you  can  think  about  tomorrow  when  tomorrow  comes .   ” “   i  want  your  rude  love  tonight .   ” “   your  hardened  heart  is  melting  like  wax .   ” “   i’m  curious  of  what’s  behind  your  veil .   ” “   say  everything  you  want  to  say .   ” “   it’s  okay ,   just  be  honest .   ” “   focus  on  what  it  is  you  want  the  most .   ” “   i’m  wanting  you ,   baby .   ” “   i’m  delicate ,   but  i’m  strong .   ” “   i  don’t  bruise  easily .   ” “   look  me  straight  in  the  eye ,   even  if  it’s  blinding .   ” “   my  talents  are  one  billion .   ” “   i’m  worth  a  diamond .   ” “   if  you  expect  perfection  from  me ,   goodbye .   ” “   you  can’t  change  me .   ” “   money  can’t  change  me .   ” “   i’ve  learned  how  to  love  myself .   ” “   i’m  a  diamond  you  can’t  break .   ” “   i’ll  try  to  shine  forever .   ” “   it’s  a  waste  to  be  locked  up  in  this  world .   ” “   go  get  some  fresh  air .   ” “   we’re  traveling  without  a  destination .   ” “   let’s  get  out  of  here .   ” “   let’s  rest  for  a  moment .   ” “   i  don’t  think  this  is  the  right  way .   ” “   the  world  is  mine .   ” “   let’s  live  every  day  as  a  special  day .   ” “   we’re  too  young  to  talk  about  life .  ” “   this  isn’t  a  dream .   ” “   there’s  no  such  thing  as  impossible .   ” “   what  are  you  looking  for ?   ” “   your  dream  is  waiting  on  you .   ” “   can  you  handle  it ,   honey ?   ” “   it’s  time  to  run .   ” “   this  confident  side  of  you  is  amazing .   ” “   is  there  anyone  that  can  stop  you ?   ” “   i  was  lowkey ,   that’s  the  old  me .   ” “   baby ,   you  better  come  get  me .   ” “   my  pockets  are  empty .   ” “   i’m  a  lonely  traveler .   ” “   right  when  i  gave  up ,   that’s  when  i  met  you .   ” “   i  recognized  something  in  you .   ” “   i  see  myself  in  you .   ” “   what’s  the  most  expensive  thing  in  the  world ?   ” “   we  have  something  everyone  spends  their  whole  life  searching  for .   ” “   you’re  worth  every  single  penny  i  have  ever  earned .   ” “   what  is  the  happiness  we’re  searching  for ?   ” “   you’re  brighter  than  a  flame .   ” “   i’m  ready  for  you .   ” “   even  if  i  hit  rock  bottom ,   i’m  okay  as  long  as  i  have  you .   ” “   it’s  like  you  are  the  treasure  i  needed  to  find .   ” “   there  are  traces  of  you  that  you  forgot  to  clean  up .   ” “   everyone  says  i’m  delusional .   ” “   if  i  think  about  you ,   it’s  bittersweet .   ” “   i  can’t  sleep .   ” “   you  come   &   go  when  no  one  knows .   ”

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nosta the way you manage to balance the dichotomy of Rose's pride in her otherworldly beauty, and her monstrous self hatred at her vampirism?? is practically poetry. you have a prose that makes every character you write feel so real, so dimensional!! I love you, no matter which blog <3

beep beep how’s my portrayal?

IM GONNA CRY FLORA U ARE MY LIFE AND BEING SO ABSOLUTELY TALENTED ITS A JOY THAT U ENJOY MY ROSE 🥺❤️ ilysm angelface!!!

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beep beep how’s my portrayal ?

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shut up shut up shut up!

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i just think the image of rosalie breaking down and crying even decades after as she holds the paper clippings of the articles of her dissapearence and how much her parents looked for her is neat. especially because that picture of her smiling that they used in the newspapers is the only reminder of her human life she has left.

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suavetore​:

       ❛      you     remind    me    of     someone      very     stupid     .     you     are     the     OPPOSITE    -    maybe     I     have    been    wrong    .     ❜     elena   ?    she    looked     like    Katherine   ,    but    her    movements   -    her   smile    very    different     .    a     modern    girl     ,    born    is    modern    times    .    Rosalie     on     the    other    hand    ;     SHE    HAS    SEVERAL    CENTURIES     PAST    HER    .    her    manners    ,    her    smile    .   it    was     very   similar   to   Katherines    .    the    main    reason     he    has    a v o i d e d    her    .    he��   did     not     have    the   time    to    bother    with    the    past    A   THIRD   TIME   .    however   ,    she    is     not     as   naive   -    not    nearly     as    stupid    as    Katherine    was    .        

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                         “     i     don’t     think     you    want     me     to     tell     you     who     you     remind     me     of.     ”

               tight    is     her     voice,     eyes     roll     the     moment     she     hear     his     remarks     (     she     expects     little     from     men     at     this     point,     human     or    vampire     or     werewolf     ),     still,     his     obviously     disparaging     behavior     towards     her     grates    at     her     gears,     and     as     she     downs     the   contents     of     her     glass     that     taste     like     nothing     at     all     on     her     tongue,     Rosalie     exhales     the     bitterest     of     scoffs,     a     mixture   between     laughter     and     a     snarl     that     almost     bares     her     fangs     to     the     world,     “     you’re    not     all     that     impressive,     either,     damon;     trust     me.     if     you     were     human,     i     would’ve    been     killed     you     too     a     long     time     ago.    you     just     fit     the     type     right.     ”

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I’VE BEEN TEARING AROUND IN MY FUCKING NIGHTGOWN     .    I’VE BEEN TEARING UP TOWN IN MY FUCKING WHITE GOWN     .     rosalie hale, original interpretation, heavily divergent and anti smeyer.   by nosta.

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i have been thoroughly analyzing rosalie’s backstory from many perspectives, and i have come to the conclusion that i am not going to include royce king being her fiance or the son of her dad’s higher up, and instead, will have her having a secret affair with him. because from a logical point of view, that tidbit made no sense and he would not have gotten away with it freely of suspicion if they could easily connect rose’s dissapearence to him becuase he was her fiance ( and him being powerful and rich in the town means little because so was rose’s family in my canon divergence ). therefore i’ve decided that king was probably someone who arrived to rose’s town for seasonal working there and she met him and became charmed by his mysterious and dangerous and “bad boyish” aura, but knew her father wouldn’t approve of him, so rose, being a sheltered and wealthy young woman in the 30s, decided to have a secret romance with him -- it would explain why she would meet up with him in a secluded enough location for him to assault her and leave her for dead. because nobody else knew he was connected to rose at all.

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now, hush. that’s uncalled for    (  @turnstyles​  ft.  alice cullen  )

                    “     oh,     please     –    it’s     not     like     her     human     ears     can     hear    any     of     it.     ”

           eyes     roll,     she     lowers     her     sunglasses     enough     to     peer     through     them   at     the     brunette     girl     whom     Edward     seems     so     infatuated     with     (     she     wonders     a   lot,     if     the     reason     why     he     seems     so     dashed     by     her     is     the     mere     fact     that     she     is     human,     and     her     heartbeat     is     echoing     in     his     ears     every     time     they     speak.     Rosalie     could     not     blame     Edward     if     that     were     the     case     ).     still,     there     is     nothing     else     that’s     remarkable     about     Bella     Swan,     therefore,     Rosalie    simply     scoffs     at     Alice’s     words     as     they   both     continue     to     follow     the     pair     on     their     little     coffee     date.     All     on     Alice’s   whims,     of     course.     Rosalie     would     rather     be   working     on     her     cars.

               “     you     owe     me     for     this,     alice,     ”     she     huffs     as     the     petite     vampire     makes     a     right     turn     following    the     pair     that     drive     a     few     blocks     ahead    (     they     both     know     Edward     is     purposefully    trying     to     lose     them     by     making     them     get   stuck     in     traffic,     but     Alice     is     relentless   ),     “     I     don’t     know     why     you     thought     it’d     be     fun     to     follow     these     two    around,     but     I     bet     a     new     camaro     to     emmett     that     he     won’t     make     any     moves     on    her     so     he     better     stay     a     proper     gentleman.     ”

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the sun does shine on a dog’s ass some days.    (  @yoursmary​  )

                     “     your     poetic     nature     is     truly     lovely.     ”

                    she     buries     other     unshared    thoughts     behind     the     whiskey     she     chugs     down   (     bourbon     reminds     her     of     her     father,    even     if     she     hates     how     it     tastes     like   nothing     on     her     tongue     ).     despite     the     fact     that     the     facade     is     kept     intact,   she     cannot     help     the     small     scoff     that     exhales     from     her     lips     once     the     other     woman     tosses     the     newspaper     article     on     the     bar     table,     far     in     the     corner     where     they    sit     –     her     eyes     remain     cast     on     the     title     for     a     moment,     words     printed     out     in   bold,     black     letters     catch     her     attention     (    businessman     murdered     and     tossed     from     the     window     of     his     hotel     suite     !     ).     pupils     will     dilate     for     a     split     of     a     second     –     a     reminder     of     blood     splattering   against     the     headboard,     a     sickening     snap     that    followed          the     drop     down     nineteen     floors.  

                      Nobody     will     know     what    he’s     done.     Nobody     will     know     what     she’s    done.     it’s     a     burden     she     chooses     to     carry     –     it’s     not     difficult     when     anger     is     all     there     is     left     within     your   ribcage.     Once     upon     a     time,     Edward     Cullen     tried     to     lecture     her     on     the     dangers     of   justice     by     hand     (     1976,     they     met     in    Orlando,     and     he     knew     what     she’d     been     up     to     because     he’d     been     up     to     the     same     shit     decades     ago     ).     Rosalie     still   hates     being     told     what     to     do     –     one     of     the     few     things     about     her     human     life   that     remains     intact     to     this     day.

              “     he     was     a     suspect,    wasn’t     he?     on     the     murders     of     three     college     girls     back     in     washington.     I     think     I     read     it     somewhere,     ”     tone     remains     detached     (     it’s     difficult,     yet     manageable   by     now     –     her     voice     does     not     crack     any     longer     at     the     thought     of     death     ),    “     you     were     working     on     an     article     on    the     case,     right?     well     …     congratulations,   I     think     this     will     make     a     good     scoop.     ”