BLONDIE.

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[demonicvulcan]

person: but it’s canon

me: yes, but it’s very badly written, so we ignore it

[wedrose-blog1]

if you have been wondering where i am, i’ve been lost over here.

[bunnygirl1998]

[grzlysarch-deactivated20180826]

musingmeme :

beep beep how’s my portrayal ?

[sthrnfng-blog]

                             { ; i’m not a perfect person .        there’s many thing   i wish i didn’t do   ,   but  i  continue  learning.        i never meant to do those things to you.        and so I have to say before i go that i just want you to know i’ve found a reason for me    to   change   who   i   used   to   be.         a reason to start over new and the reason is you.

[deartotheheart]

When we are not able to do what we wish, we must do what we can.

The Marquis de Lafayette (via deartotheheart)

[glamluxe-gala]

[wedrose-blog1]

gallant twin:

                       busy .       he couldn’t help the small scoff.        back pressing against the wood of the door. RESPECTING HER PRIVACY.        but he couldn’t simply walk away.       he felt   too much  ,   and he couldn’t stand thought of her suffering alone.         NONE OF THEM DID.        arms folded firmly across his chest as he straightened his posture peeking behind his shoulder at the oak.        he could remember his mother feeling the same way.        LOST WITHOUT A CHILD.       she had tried     countless    times    ,    losing every single one … until he was born.         weak   ,    just a little frail.        and    DIFFERENT.       seeming to pick up injured birds and heal them.        silently wandering ranch and talking to the    UPSET    animals   ,   doing his best to calm them down.       helping his father silently and reading books with a smile on his face.       SUCH A SIMPLER TIME.      but his father wanted a     MAN   ,    a solider.        so he ordered her to    try again.      as if he was some broken product.       & Jasper listened    ,   to the same tears   ,    the same anger.        when blood showed signs that she … was unable.      so for her sake alone   ,   he became what his father wanted.

THIS PAIN SHE FELT WAS SIMILAR.        he gently dipped his head back to rest against the door.         giving a soft    pained    exhale of breath.        he wasn’t able to help then … but maybe now.        pink muscle pressing against the inside of his cheek before he turned to face the wood.         lengthy arm lifting to rest above his head   , against the frame.       forehead gently pressing as he gave a soft    breath.       preparing himself       FOR HER WORST WRATH.         ❛    Rose` … you raised her well.     ❜       there was a short pause   ,    and a mild swallow as his lips pulled in a frown.        ❛    —— but now it’s time to start a new chapter`    …   you needa    . .   start your own life.       I know it hurts.        trust me — I know.         but there are ways . . to adopt    ,    even if it isn’t a      human child. ❜          a sharp exhale as he moved away from the door    ,    hands slipping into pockets as his head fell at a tilt.       a look of    WORRY    covering his features with only a mild hint of fear of the unknown.

HER  PAIN  WOULD  NEVER  FADE.   even  as  the  feelings  she  experienced  years  ago  after  her  transformation  faded  into  the  past,  one  refused  to  fade:  the  ache  of  never  being  able  to  be  a  MOTHER.   her  time  with  the  young  renesmee  was  a  treasured  gift,  a  chance  for  the  blonde  to  express  the  feelings  &  desires  she  had  dreamed  of  ever  since  she  was  a  young  girl.  but  now  that  was  all  GONE.   that  time  had  passed,  just  like  her  chance  at  having  a  family  of  her  own.   none  of  them  understood  that.  alice  simply  told  her  to  let  it  go  so  she  could  heal  &  move  on.  emmett  always  tried  his  best  to  cheer  her  up  &  reassure  her.   edward.... well,  they  had  never  truly  seen  eye  to  eye.

but  there  was  jasper,  her  SYMPATHETIC  twin.   perhaps  only  family  though  bond,  but  they  always  understood  each  other  &  looked  out  for  the  other.  yet  rosalie  was  afraid  to  let  him  see  just  how  much  she  was  struggling,  even  though  he  could  sense  it.   without  renesmee  around,  what  was  she  supposed  to  do?   some  attachment  had  formed  between  the  two  &  without  her  niece  around  to  take  shopping  or  to  teach  about  cars  &  the  stars,  she  felt  LOST  once  again.  just  as  lost  as  she  had  felt  the  day  she  became  a  vampire.

rose  lips  pressed  together  in  a  tight  frown.   start  a  new chapter?   it  wasn’t  that  simple   ─   not  for  her.   letting  go  was  a  CHALLENGE,  something  that  the  blonde  could  rarely  do  &  this  was  something  she  refused  to  forget.  a  dream,  a  feeling  that  she  would  always  cling  to,  no  matter  how  much  it  HURT  her.  a  new  rush  of  anger  took  over  as  she  approached  the  door   ─   tears  in  her  eyes   ─   throwing  the  wooden  door  open.   ❛  what  do  you  know,  jasper?  ❜   fury  was  fierce  in  her  voice  as  she  unleashed  her  anger  unto  him.   ❛  you  don’t  know  ANYTHING!  not  about  me,  or  what  I  feel.  ❜

[sthrnfng-blog]

“how much more must i be hurting?”

        { SEVEN WORDS }    status : accepting.

                     IT ACHED.         everything she felt    ,   piercing his chest a thousand times.        over    &    over  &   over again.       twisting his stomach and rattling his bones.        DEPRESSION.        ANGER.        SELF-LOATH AND HATE.        who would think there was a such a shattered woman with shattered dreams inside the package of beauty.       what hurt him most of all was the inability   to fix it .        he could   alter.       offer some since of solace and recognition that    THIS WOULD GET BETTER.        but how long would that last?        an hour   ,   a   day   if lucky.        ———— he rubbed at the nape of his neck.        squeezing down   ,   as his tongue pressed against his inner cheek before biting down.

there was a small exasperated sigh as he moved in front of her.       dropping knee    ,     for his twin    a hesitant hand reaching out   ,   pausing    BRIEFLY   before finally resting scarred digits on the other sheet of marble.        patting her hand with his own as his golden gaze locked on hers.        ❛     aren’t alone Rose ` n` you’ll never be.   ❜        sometimes that wasn’t enough.       IMMORTALITY WAS A DARK CURSE.       it wasn’t the bloodlust   ,   it was the never progressing forward.       never making goals.        just living … to live. BUT HE LEARNED THAT   ,   THAT WAS WRONG.        he offered a weakened small       and a little hope. pooling what bright emotion he could   ,   gently.        little drips of his own from Alice   ,   from the family itself. allowing her to feel    what he felt.        ❛     I thought … I was alone too.       that I wasn’t worth it.         that I just ——— existed.       I didn’t know there was another way.       YOU FOUND EMMETT.        you protect your family. this   ,    this right here is family`.   ❜       lips twisted as his jaw tightened giving her hand back as he stood fixing at his vest.          NERVOUS HABIT.         ❛    you don’t have to feel pain … you just need to allow us to help.   ❜

[wedrose-blog1]

plotting call!  give  this  a  LIKE  for  me  to  come  and  plot  with  you!

[wedrose-blog1]

' i could go with you or i could swallow razor blades. '

WAS  THAT  SUPPOSED  TO  BE  AN  INSULT?   rosalie  had  heard  worse,  much  worse,  especially  from  the  likes  of  the  wolves.   ice  cold,  blonde,  even  BARBIE,  but  that  never  sunk  beneath  her  skin   (  almost  a  century  on  the  earth  will  do  that  to  a  girl   ─   every  possible  rude  comment  or  slanderous  remarks  have  already  been  heard  ).   this  is  the  treatment  she  received  attempting  to  help  a  human   ─   yet  there  were  rare  moments  that  mild  ENVY  existed.  this  was  not  one  of  them.   ❛  oh  really?  ❜   if  it  was  her  wish  then  rosalie  would  not  attempt  to  change  her  mind   (  let  the  human  become  some  vampire’s  FEAST  tonight  )   ─   she  had  already  wasted  enough  of  her  time  trying  to  convince  this  woman  to  leave.   ❛  fine.   don’t  listen  to  me…   ─   i  hope  you’ve  enjoyed  you’re life.  ❜  

MAD DISRESPECT   ╱ ╱    @couldntshed

[thexfiles]

“holding grudges isn’t good for you” yeah well neither is people hurting me and getting away w/ it so here we are

[wedrose-blog1]

is she not the perfect alternate fc for rosalie?

[wedrose-blog1]

&  that  was  the  thing  about  her,  she  kept  on  SURIVING.   with  bullet  holes  in  her  lungs  &  knife  marks  itched  in  her  back.  she  never  let  anything  get  in  her  way,  resilent.  a  fighter,  not  by  choice.  but  a  WARRIOR  at  heart.

                     temp cred.   loved  by  valeera.

[glamluxe-gala]

[withered-rose-with-thorns]

I wondered how Rosalie’s life and personality would have been different if she had not always been the most beautiful. Would she have been a happier person if beauty hadn’t at all times been her strongest selling point? Less egocentric? More compassionate? Well, I supposed it was useless to wonder, because the past was done, and she always had been the most beautiful.