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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But somewhere in between the secretive glances (never looking back, not once, for fear or being caught), the lingering brushes-her hands are so soft, and cold as the glistening surface of a frozen lake-the upturned lips, a mystery revealed, the promise of future in her smile…
Somewhere, he’d fallen for her. His heart had jumped-or fallen, he wasn’t sure which-off a precipice, and nosedived into a sea of her.
He was surrounded by her scent (sweet…almost sickly-but he’s sure the fiery bubbling in the pit of his stomach isn’t from nausea), drowning in her eyes; melted golden orbs of hidden desire. Waves of her beauty, her voice (rich like honey, addictive…the combination, a delicious surrender) lapped around him, whirling like a cyclone, a hurricane of lovers lost and family bonds broken beyond repair ( ... )
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