HAPPY BIRTHDAY MS. BLUE!
I wanted to come up with something special from all of us and the only thing I could come up with was good old fashioned p0rn for ya.
<----- By the way...Don't all our bewbs look so great together?
Me, CereuleanBlue and Poochi_mama (JenniP) made the pilgrimage to the theaters at midnight last night to watch Eclipse.
I held a party in which a good group of friends showed up. We drank beer, watched Rifftrax versions of Twilight and New Moon and came up with some excellent ideas for some crackfics involving Bella virginity and her innerfilter.
We waited in anticipation, hoping that all our Eclipse filled dreams would come true. We were nervous, anxious and excited and sure as hell were not let down. (The kiss... oh dear lord that kiss.) Yes, of course it strayed from some of the story line but if you go into the movie not expecting anything, it leaves you with a sense of acceptance.
There were some awesome parts, those I wish to not divulge until at least the rest of my team members watch the movie but we have to do a salute to one character.
Every time the moustache appeared, I went total schoolgirl giddy. I would totally go team Charlie after each scene that left me laughing, nearly crying or just down right amazed at what the moustache could do.
I think the moustache could have single handedly fought the Seattle vamps and then taken on the Volturi just by existing. It was even able to tame the wildest werewolf and most annoyed vampire.
Charlie is the glue that holds this story together. His quirky behavior, his ability to steal the scene and the fatherly attraction has made him my new favorite character.
So, here's to the star of Eclipse, the moustache.
Oh yeah and, the truck.
No. I really don't think it would matter.
You know why?
Because, as of tonight, I will be spending time with some of the greatest people on earth, my best friends. We'll all be there decked out in our best Twilight garb, squeeing like we did when we first saw the New Kids on the Block Backstreet Boys and know that deep down in hearts, our Edward and/or Jacob will one day whisk us off our feet. We'll hold each other's hands through the tough parts and sigh at the leg hitch scene. We do it because we are in love with fictional characters that by God could be real, right?
When Jacob came to Phoenix, he informed me that my skill in account management was 'highly coveted' in his line of work. He said that having to deal with high profile people called for someone who was ahead of the game in keeping tabs on everything. He asked me to
come work for him, to which I agreed, but only after he told me my yearly
salary.
My eyes almost popped out of my head, not only at the amount of money I'd be making, but also at the fucking hot boss I would get to work closely with every day.
I swear Renee jizzed herself when she opened the door. He looked me over for a minute before he introduced himself. I noticed his eyes stayed on my very full C-cups for quite some time. I didn't mind, seeing as I was staring at his arms and his chest just as much.
Renee was literally drooling all over him while he sat in our living room. I supposeChapter 5 - Edward After
For some of us, the earliest memories of our childhood stay with us till the day we die. For others, it's hard to even remember anything before high school.
My earliest memory was of my mother. Her dark hair flowed in curls down her back as she picked me up off the floor. I had gotten into the pots and pans under the counter top again, and though she usually didn't mind it, this time something was different. She looked sad and distraught over something.
It was easy for me to remember my mother. Alice looked so much like her that it pained me to look at her sometimes. Her smile, her dark hair and her eyes were a reflection of our mother's. I had our father's looks. I've been told that by distant relatives. The mystery of why they never came forward to claim me and Alice has always plagued me. We were lucky enough to have Carlisle though.
I looked over at Alice as she sat sleeping next to me. The plane ride from Chicago to Seattle seemed to take longer than I remembered. I think I was in some sort of hurry to meet my demise. To my left sat Carlisle. He looked defeated, tired, and I wanted to reach out to him and apologize like I had so many times before. Alice held my hand, refusing to let go. Earlier I tried to pry my hand from her grasp, and she woke, almost in a sweat. I think she thought I was leaving her for good. She had good reason to fear that.
JennyP: OK, so, where were we? Oh yes, we were going to discuss why MY #leghitch is going to be way more epic than YOUR #tentscene
E: Doubt it. Okay, yes, the whole panting and tongue fucking that will take place between the two of them will be hot.. HOWEVER, the tent scene will just rock the socks off it... Edward going all Emo with "Keep your thoughts to yourself, dog" while Jacob feels up Bella...
JennyP: Um, no. I have been in a tent with a man and a dog, and I have to say, the dog had to go. He smelled up the tent
E: Would you REALLY throw out a space heater? I mean my God you live in a cold climate?
JennyP: The only reason Edward kept him around is the ONLY reason ANY man keeps a dog around. Too blame his farts on the dog.
E: There wasn't any farting going on. I think Bella was editing her thoughts for Ms.Meyer... she thought it was hot too. She was wanting him to plow her fields, if you catch my drift.
JennyP: *not that Edward farts. He is perfect. He probably composes music with his sphincter
Bella has no field to plow. Bella's field has a force field around it.
OK, let's start over.
First off, think about when YOU where in HS (last year). Remember when making out on your boyfriend's bed was THE hottest thing on the planet? Remember the feeling you got in down in your stomach when he'd run his hand ANYWHERE on your body?
E: Yeah... but my boyfriend wasn't A.) Dead and B.) Cold.
JennyP: STOP! I'm not done!
E: (pouts lip out) Fine... continue...
JennyP: Remember how you'd go home and fantasize about it, recalling every single solitary moment in perfect detail, just so you could feel that tingle in your belly (and pants) again?
Well, imagine THAT time a gajillion, because not only is this your ONE TRUE LOVE, but your one true love happens to be a male-model who writes you lullabies, never pressures you to do it, and can offer you eternal life.
It's like making out with the love child of Jesus and Beckham.
E: Okay I get you on that, however, I have to say there is something extremely hot about two guys fighting over you...
JennyP: <-- Wouldn't know.
E: I would, and trust me... it's the bees knees. In all honesty though, the thought of Jacobs hot body rubbing against mine makes me all kinds of happy in my lady bits.
JennyP: Yesm, but this isn't about your lady bits, its about Bella's (nonexistent) lady bits She obvs gets tingly in the the bits a la' leghitch She gets sleepy and annoyed during the tentscene
E: Bella's (nonexistent) lady bits aside, you must admit, when you read the third book of (the Bible) saga, you thought that it was awesome that the two of them went ape shit over Bella?
JennyP: Honestly? I went ape shit over the guilt kiss. I actually didn't talk to Bella for like, a whole hour after that. I thought the tent scene was sweet...the two of them agreeing that they both love her so much they'd kill each other for her, but they decide not to bc they know that would hurt her even more
E: Oh drooltastic on the guilt kiss. Have you seen the picture from the stills? I get all happy and stuff just looking at it... She loves Jacob, you know she does...right?
JennyP: But it wasn't HOT like the leghitch. And I am a h00r, who only likes things that make my ladybean quiver She loves him like a brother. She says so herself. And no, I haven't seen the stills. You know I am preserving my cherry for our date on the 29th.
E: I'm a sucker for two men fighting over me. So that makes my lady bits happy. Something barbaric about it... testosterone flowing all around me... excuse me I may need to leave for a sec... Nope false alarm.
JennyP: True, but I'd take romance and groping over macho and punching any day.
E: I guess that's why you are #TeamSparklePeen and I'm #TeamHotPants
JennyP: That and my obsession for things that sparkle. But we're not talking about my rhinestone cell phone
E: I like my guys hot, muscular (without weird nips) and can benchpress me and my motorcycle.
JennyP: I suppose I relate to #leghitch much more than #tentscene
E: And I can relate to #tentscene better than #leghitch.
JennyP: I like my guys skinny with good hair, intelligence, some sort of talent (other than cunniligus, that's a given). Which is hilar, bc that is the opposite of what I married
E: I like mine tall, muscular and good with their hands (other than the obvious reasons).
JennyP: OK, let's make a bet
E: Okay...
JennyP: I bet that #leghitch gets WAY more swoons than #tentscene when we see it next week No, even better. I bet leghitch wins the online vote
E: I'll take that one!
JennyP: and if I lose, I'll wear pigtails to the theater
E: and if I lose, I'll wear a Team Edward shirt to the theater.
JennyP: Deal. Tentscene loses and I'll dress up like Bella (I'll have to go buy a khaki skirt)
E: Eeek!
JennyP: (and a bad wig)
E: We'll let our readers determine that one. All I have to say is let the best werewolf win.
JennyP: Whatever, pup.
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I stood on the ledge overlooking the deep drop into the Pacific Ocean. My heart started to thud in my chest and I felt like I couldn't do this. I was thinking the impossible.
Jacob said that it was supposed to be a thrill. I could see why. If you hit the cold water the wrong way, your bones could be broken. It couldn't hurt as much as my heart had though. My heart was pieced back together by his love so why couldn't my bones do the same?
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Jacob asked as he came up beside me.
"More now than ever," I said. I knew I was doing this as my goodbye to the love of my life. I was hoping that the Pacific waters would wash the rest of the pain away. I wanted to let him go. I was okay with doing that now.
"When you jump, try to bounce back up as soon as possible or else you'll be dragged straight into the rocks. Then swim underwater for about five foot and to the left as soon as you get your bearings. I don't want you to hit your head."
I shook my head in agreement as my body shuttered. I realized quickly that it wasn't the wind that made me do that. It was Jacob grabbing my hand.
"Are you ready?" he whispered.
"Yes," I said.
"Okay jump in three, two..."
I felt my body falling fast to the ground, but it was the most liberating feeling in the world. I hit the cold water with a thud and allowed myself to float up as quickly as possible. I did exactly what Jacob said and swam five feet and then to the left. As soon as my head popped up out of the water I looked up to the ledge to see him.
He wasn't there.
Panic set in. He hadn't surfaced yet and I started to go into freak-out mode. I dove under the water to see if I could see him in the murky water and I could barely see two feet in front of me.
I popped my head back up again and still no Jacob. I started yelling his name and then a sudden tug pulled me under water.
I opened my eyes and saw Jacob at my face. I wanted to pop back up and swim away but I couldn't do it. His eyes looked so golden brown under that murky water and I felt something I'd never felt before.
I wanted him to kiss me.
As if he knew what I wanted, Jacob grabbed my face into his hands and pulled me close to him. We floated into this dark abyss, lips locked in place and it was the most amazing feeling in the world. His lips were blazing hot compared to the temperature of the water. I could have stayed there forever, but I couldn't breathe.
We both floated to the surface, lips still locked in place and as soon as my head popped out of the water, my legs wrapped around him as he kept us afloat. I couldn't let him go.
Everything was just too perfect.
Just in case you missed it, I posted an update to BR&BB last night :). This chapter is completely new material that wasn't included in the original contest entry. Hope you enjoy :)
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Once Bitten, Twice Shy by CerueleanBlue
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Also, this will be the time for you to submit your teasers for your upcoming chapters.
In an alternate all human universe...sexual pleasure is paramount. The Cullens are a breed apart: sexual vegetarians, if you will. Bella is an "Innocent" and so off limits for deeper sexual gratification, a role she gladly embraces, taking pleasure only in giving to those around her. That is until she meets Edward. Suddenly her Father's insistence on her remaining an Innocent and Aro's desires to keep her for himself have become an unwelcome burden to her life. How will Bella and Edward survive their desire to be together when it is forbidden?
My eyes flew open with a gasp.
...Blinking furiously I struggled to get my bearings. The sudden absence of his delicious weight on top of me and my empty bed told me what I needed to know.
It hadn't been real. It was only a dream.
What's that? You want more? Yeah, I did too.
Edward's character is also very canon, given the AU setting. Once again we find him wanting the one thing that he cannot have - Bella. But this time, his fear of hurting her aren't the only things standing in his way. For one, there's her father, Charlie, who is set on keeping her an "innocent" as long as possible. Secondly, there's Aro, who would love nothing more than to see one of the Cullen's sully the family's reputation by partaking in the most forbidden of acts - defiling someone in Bella's position. And last, but not least, there's a little complication named Jake, who is Bella's friend but he wants her all to himself.
Edward is caught between his desire to please his family, and the growing lust he feels for Bella. It's entertaining to watch him go from a snotty boy who finds himself so much better than the members of Aro's court to a shrub-hiding wanker underneath Bella's window.
I began pumping in time with the sounds floating out from the room behind me. Tingling from the top of my head to the tips of my toes, it took all my control to keep my breathing quiet, and to continuously bite back my own sounds of arousal which were attempting to leap from my throat.
The breathing and moans began to take on a plaintive note, straining to climb higher. I longed to stand, sweep back the hanging beads screening the doorway, and use my hands and body to conduct the symphony of sounds to a mutually satisfying climax.
Down boy! Edward is still wordy as hell, and he does get a touch emo at times, but that's why we love him, right? Personally, I can't wait to see what happens with these kids. How will they get past Aro's strict rules? How will Edward see that falling in love with Bella is not against the Cullen way of life? How far is Jake willing to go to fight for Bella? Will Bella ever be cleared of her "innocent" status by Charlie, or will she have to rebel? So many questions - but I'm sure they'll be answered in due time.
In all, this is definitely a fic that's worth the time to read. If you start it for the lemons, you'll stick around for the story *coughlikeIdidcough* because it is THAT GOOD. And let's just be honest - in a fic world full of millionaire CEO's, tortured artists, and drunks - this story is a breath of fresh air.
Lol, ok maybe not mouthwatering, but you get the point I think. Interested yet?
Just a tease. I promise.
Chapter 5 - Edward After
For some of us, the earliest memories of our childhood stay with us till the day we die. For others, it’s hard to even remember anything past high school.
My earliest memory was of my mother. Her dark hair flowed in curls down her back as she picked me up off the floor. I had gotten into the pots and pans under the counter top again and though she never minded it, this time was different. She looked sad and distraught over something.
It was easy for me to remember my mother. Alice looked so much like her that it pained me to look at her sometimes. Her smile, her dark hair and her eyes were so much a reflection of my mother. I had my father’s looks. I’ve been told that by distant relatives. Why they never came forward to claim me and Alice has always plagued me in mystery. We were lucky enough to have Carlisle though.
I looked over at Alice as she sat sleeping next to me. The plane ride from Chicago to Seattle seemed to take longer than I remembered. I think I was in some sort of hurry to meet my demise. To my left sat Carlisle. He looked defeated, tired and I wanted to reach out to him and apologize like I had so many nights before. Alice held my hand, refusing to let go. Earlier I tried and she woke, almost in a sweat. I think she thought I was leaving her for good. She had good reason to fear that.
Then it started. The pain in my chest. The tightness that surrounded the tight space I was forced to sit in. How on earth could I get Alice to let my hand go? I also had to get past Carlisle who watched over me like a fucking hawk. I needed to excuse myself to the restroom. I looked to the left, then the right.
Fuck. Bathroom, now.
"Alice," I whispered, "I've got to go to the restroom. I'll be right back, promise."
She nodded and let go of my hand. Carlisle looked at me suspiciously but I couldn't help it. I was too far gone at that moment.
I slipped past him and headed down the aisle. The plane seemed to be spinning. The people were fucking staring at me. FUCKING STARING AT ME? What the hell for? What had I done to them? I couldn't stop. Could I? How the hell was I going to do this in rehab?
KennedyMommy3 and me met when she reviewed Abandon and has stuck it out with me for many months. I promise her every single day that I'll finish Broken Promises just for her. I pulled it about two weeks ago. I couldn't write it anymore.
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