TWILIGHT UNCANON DRABBLE-A-THON
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.
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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 ( Read more... )
(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 ( Read more... )
Edward doesn't lie. But there are small omissions to the grand truths he tells. "There is no one before you," he says. And this is true. Except.
Tanya moves like a dancer--eyes gold, hair red. Hands slipping down his shirt, breathing against his neck, shifting into him; the awful sound of marble over granite. Everything about her resonates like the whispers in his bones.
"Love me," she says and she doesn't lie either. "Because there is no love. But I've tried everything else." Edward hums a lullaby (one that was all fire and passion and desire) and doesn't make promises he can't keep.
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