LET'S DO THIS.
(This idea, by the way, was shamelessly stolen from
fated_addiction and her epic
RPF post of win.)
So, let's get straight to the point.
Comment to this entry with a drabble.
Here's the catch: it has to be centered around a non-canon ship (like
Alice/Edward, for instance), which is a relationship that could never, ever happen in the books
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Bella is a stupid, stupid girl. Take one thing away from her, and she flings herself off a cliff. Now there she is, lips the color of bluebirds, eyelids frozen shut. And she quivers, her pretty body rocking, because she hates the cold.
Alice wants to hold her, but keeps her hands away, dancing her fingertips over the quilt that keeps her safe. The world around the couch blurs, and inside this little bubble everything stops except Bella’s shaking body. Alice brushes hair from her face, curled with cold. Her lips hover over Bella’s forehead, her nose, her cheeks as they rush red. And her lips, like cornflowers.
Bella jumped.
Alice draws herself away from Bella’s warm breath, reminded that she has none at all, reminded that she is an icebox in the sun.
But Alice will always be on the edge.
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but this was my favorite line:
Alice draws herself away from Bella’s warm breath, reminded that she has none at all, reminded that she is an icebox in the sun.
so very pretty.
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Thank you!
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Alice = ♥ Nicely done.
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