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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He holds his breath as he kisses her.
He doesn't even realize he hasn't inhaled or exhaled in the last sixty seconds - all he can feel is lips crashing against his, scorching skin beneath his fingers.
Must be nice to not actually need oxygen. Her words have an edge, all sarcasm and bitterness. She's all angles and hard lines and for a single second, he misses softness and simple human warmth. He tries to feel guilty but he can't - he isn't the only one with someone else on his mind.
"Do you ever stop thinking?" His head feels like it might implode under the force of her constant thoughts - go, go, go, she never stops.
Leah nips at his neck and Edward gasps at the shock of her teeth on his skin. "Do you?"
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