“I don’t know why you’re being to stand-offish about this. We’re best friends, we’re close and who better to give your V-card to than someone you really care about,” I argue, my seventeen year old brain thinking that it makes perfect sense. She rolls her eyes at me.
“Plus, you’d be getting mine in return. It really is a sweet deal. It’s not like you’re planning on saving yourself for marriage anyway,” I quip.
“Yeah I know, but it’s still weird. I mean if I say yes then what? Are you going to walk over here, tear my clothes off, and just do it? Or will we plan a day and then meet somewhere like a seedy motel room? It’s awkward at best, Edward” she laughs.
Monday, October 18, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Say No to H8
I'm so fucking sick of the hate that fills fandom. I don't give a fuck if it's your 'opinion' or not!!! Saying mean, cruel, shitty things and using 'it's my opinion' as an excuse to be an asshole is utter fucking bullshit. Here's a genius idea, don't personally attack people so that you feel like a bigger person. The sudden influx of hate related tweets and blogs baffles me. Why the negativity? What's worse than the people that spew the hate are the people that support it. The beauty of FanFiction is that if you don't like a story then you can close out, no loss to you. You didn't pay for it, you didn't invest anything but the time you spent reading. It seems like the bigger Twilight Fandom gets, the more assholes there are. I guess that's just how it is. It's still a shame that people who mind their own business seem to be the ones targeted. Why does anyone care what they tweet or say in AN's if they don't follow them or read their stories? It seems that it's done just for the joy of hurting peoples feelings. I'm starting to feel like a bit of a masochist being apart of it all.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Teaser: Chapter 13 of Play With Me
“I don’t like that you’re naked in here, with all the doors unlocked while there are a bunch of guys running around downstairs,” I said, watching my girlfriend shave her legs through the foggy glass.
“Oh God, I hire them every year, they all know that the upstairs is off limits… are you going to turn into a cavemen on me?” she asked looking up and winking.
“Would you like it if I knocked you over the head and dragged you off to my cave?” I played back. She smirked and then shrugged her shoulders
“Maybe… depends on the cave. Does it have a pillow top mattress or a whipping bench?”
“What the fuck is a whipping bench?” I asked, confused and intrigued all at once.
“All in good time my dear, all in good time,” she cackled like the Wicked Witch. I was strangely turned on and almost decided to change our costumes.
“I know you won’t tell me what I’m going to dress up as but can you at least let me know how I should do my hair and make up?” she asked as she dried herself off with a towel.
“Slick your hair back into a low bun and do your eyes dark and your lips red,” I said, pretty certain that’s how it’s supposed to be.
“I’m not going to be one of those guitar playing chicks from that 80’s music video, am I? If that’s the case I might just tie you up and not let you out of the playroom at all tonight.” I just laughed and walked out of the bathroom, grabbing my costume so that I could get ready in the guestroom.
“Oh God, I hire them every year, they all know that the upstairs is off limits… are you going to turn into a cavemen on me?” she asked looking up and winking.
“Would you like it if I knocked you over the head and dragged you off to my cave?” I played back. She smirked and then shrugged her shoulders
“Maybe… depends on the cave. Does it have a pillow top mattress or a whipping bench?”
“What the fuck is a whipping bench?” I asked, confused and intrigued all at once.
“All in good time my dear, all in good time,” she cackled like the Wicked Witch. I was strangely turned on and almost decided to change our costumes.
“I know you won’t tell me what I’m going to dress up as but can you at least let me know how I should do my hair and make up?” she asked as she dried herself off with a towel.
“Slick your hair back into a low bun and do your eyes dark and your lips red,” I said, pretty certain that’s how it’s supposed to be.
“I’m not going to be one of those guitar playing chicks from that 80’s music video, am I? If that’s the case I might just tie you up and not let you out of the playroom at all tonight.” I just laughed and walked out of the bathroom, grabbing my costume so that I could get ready in the guestroom.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Play With Me: Chapter 12 Teaser
“Is there anything I can do?” I asked, watching Renee move quickly around the kitchen. I hated watching people do stuff when I was just sitting there do nothing.
“I’ve got this under control. You just enjoy your coffee, sweetie,” Renee replied, going back to the stove. I wrap an arm around Bella and we sat like we do most mornings, drinking coffee in comfortable silence. Usually we fight over the paper because Bella is one of those rare people that still subscribes to one.
“What’s the big plan for the day?” I ask, knowing there’s no way I’ll get to have her in bed all day. I’d love to let her know all day long how much I love that she was born thirty years ago.
“Rose, my mom, and I are going to do lunch and bit of shopping after breakfast. My dad called and made a tee time for you guys to go golfing this afternoon. Then we’ll meet back here and get ready for my party,” Bella said sounding more excited about her party than she did the day before but not looking me in the eye when she brought up the golfing.
“You know I hate golfing, I suck at it… like I really suck. If you think I’m a shitty sub, you should see me golf, it’s embarrassing,” I whispered, not wanting her mom to hear me. It was bad enough they couldn’t get me naked, now I would disappoint her dad even more with my horrid golf skills. I don’t think they were disappointed about the lack of nudity, but more the fact that I have been an uptight douche since Em arrived. Apparently, I can’t hang in a setting like this.
“I’ve got this under control. You just enjoy your coffee, sweetie,” Renee replied, going back to the stove. I wrap an arm around Bella and we sat like we do most mornings, drinking coffee in comfortable silence. Usually we fight over the paper because Bella is one of those rare people that still subscribes to one.
“What’s the big plan for the day?” I ask, knowing there’s no way I’ll get to have her in bed all day. I’d love to let her know all day long how much I love that she was born thirty years ago.
“Rose, my mom, and I are going to do lunch and bit of shopping after breakfast. My dad called and made a tee time for you guys to go golfing this afternoon. Then we’ll meet back here and get ready for my party,” Bella said sounding more excited about her party than she did the day before but not looking me in the eye when she brought up the golfing.
“You know I hate golfing, I suck at it… like I really suck. If you think I’m a shitty sub, you should see me golf, it’s embarrassing,” I whispered, not wanting her mom to hear me. It was bad enough they couldn’t get me naked, now I would disappoint her dad even more with my horrid golf skills. I don’t think they were disappointed about the lack of nudity, but more the fact that I have been an uptight douche since Em arrived. Apparently, I can’t hang in a setting like this.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
All New
I'm going to start posting teasers and pictures here. And all my little rants and shit I do on twitter will happen here instead :)
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Digital Get Down Contest
All the details are not finalized but I wanted to give everyone a heads up. This contest will be strickly digital lovin so give me your best webcam sex, strip teases via Skype, phone sex, ect... (if they end up in person it has to start online first)
Here's what I know right now...
Hosted by myself (@angela4148) and @Juliegirl18
Judges are: @Stupidreader @Lilacs46 @HAtreehouse @shaelove @thurtysomething & @secamimom
This is ANON so don't tell anyone if you plan to write
O/S lengths are 3,000 to 10,000 words
Once I have the prizes aka banners on lock down I will figure out dates and we'll get this party started :o)
Here's what I know right now...
Hosted by myself (@angela4148) and @Juliegirl18
Judges are: @Stupidreader @Lilacs46 @HAtreehouse @shaelove @thurtysomething & @secamimom
This is ANON so don't tell anyone if you plan to write
O/S lengths are 3,000 to 10,000 words
Once I have the prizes aka banners on lock down I will figure out dates and we'll get this party started :o)
New Fic Idea
Okay, so I had this crazy idea and I wanted to see if anyone would be interesting in reading it. It would be a total humor fic with no drama, no angst, no issues...
Edward is a thirty something, married to his high school sweetheart Bella. They live the typical life of kids, carpool, BBQ's and missionary style sex after bedtime or quickies in the shower when the kids are napping. Bella starts reading FanFiction and expresses an interest in things a bit more kinky than he's use to. In order to appease his wife he looks at a few of the stories and decides that he's going to surprise her with reinactments (enlisting her BFF, Alice who is also a FFn reader, for help)... can everyday, normal Edward live up to the fantasy man that the women of FanFiction create?
All EPov... it would not be a very long story, depending on the lemons that I pick and if the authors are cool with it...
Dumb idea?
Edward is a thirty something, married to his high school sweetheart Bella. They live the typical life of kids, carpool, BBQ's and missionary style sex after bedtime or quickies in the shower when the kids are napping. Bella starts reading FanFiction and expresses an interest in things a bit more kinky than he's use to. In order to appease his wife he looks at a few of the stories and decides that he's going to surprise her with reinactments (enlisting her BFF, Alice who is also a FFn reader, for help)... can everyday, normal Edward live up to the fantasy man that the women of FanFiction create?
All EPov... it would not be a very long story, depending on the lemons that I pick and if the authors are cool with it...
Dumb idea?
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