Best of Week

The very lovely and generous Mrs. Vanquish had a t-shirt giveaway and moi won this beauty,

She also made me this little beauty. I told you she was generous!

Thanks to Melainii for this pretty baby.

My fave manip from Mayhemonte, clickey to see them all.

This weeks Paper Cut Challenge:

Starting Nov. 15th, through Nov. 20th, you will have the opportunity to help in the fight against childhood cancer. We haven't set a monetary goal because we're firm in the belief that no matter what we set, you will surpass it. The money raised will go to Alex’s Lemonade Stand Foundation for Childhood Cancer, a 501(c)3 public charity, to fund childhood cancer research projects. The mission of Alex’s Lemonade Stand Foundation is to raise funds and awareness of childhood cancer causes, primarily to support research into new cures and treatments; to encourage and educate others, especially children, to raise money for childhood cancer by holding their own lemonade stands; and to expedite the process of finding new cures and treatments, and bringing them to children with cancer now.

Really cool journals from two of my besties. Thinking of starting my own.

TinaTwiObsessed

RPfangirlDC

A little taste of the new and new/old pics. Click to see all the wonderment. Thanks Thinking of Rob.

Best tweets:

araeo - I swear... that man could be used for mind control across the world. His pic could talk me into doing horrible things.

melarimo - My heart is butter. *sigh*

Pilineasalways How I love this smile.... *smiles back at the computer*

melarimo - I must be dead,cuz this has to be HEAVEN. ROBERT PATTINSON IS PERFECTION.NO LESS.EVERY SINGLE INCH

melarimo - The PEEK of the NECK is enough to kill me. And all the rest....BURIED.

TinaTwiObsessed - oh he's so sweet. like a lollipop. mmm

alison4828 - Holy fuckin fingerporn batman!! This picture needs a warning to take your heart meds!

Zettista - He looks hawt in anything and probably in nothing!

Melainii- ONLY HE can make my panties combust, my resistance useless & my brain abrogated!!

FakerGigi - You're the Reeses in my Halloween candy!!

Happy Halloween!

Image from here and there are more.

A Halloween One Shot:

Fairy Wings and Bitch Boots by ladyingrey42- How to tame an asshole? Pumpkins and cookies, of course. All Human Rated M

And now what you've all been waiting for. Thanks to Tina for making me this lovely banner and holding my hand during the writing of this fuckery.

It's The Great Sparklepeen, Charlie Swan!

It's Halloween again and here we all are in the pumpkin patch after hours of Alice's torture with the costumes. Rosalie dressed as a witch was carving a jack-o-lantern while Jasper, always so sensitive, whined about how Rosalie was killing the pumpkin. Emmett, wearing a Snoopy costume complete with a cardboard Red Barron plane around his waist was really getting into character. He was pretending to fly while dodging fake bullets. I shook my head at him as Edward in his vampire costume stepped up behind me. "You know I can't stand to not know what you're thinking. Say it, out loud." I turned and smiled at him, "Emmett's a blockhead". Edward giggled. He was so beautiful, inside and out, he was seemed superhuman. I still couldn't believe he was my friend. Still I felt that something was missing in my life. Alice, in her Tinkerbell costume danced around Jasper excitedly and Rosalie and Emmett were rolling around in the grass. That left Edward and I the odd ones out. Together but not together. I couldn't think about that though, I was lucky he was friend.

We set up the tent and started a campfire. Camping out in a pumpkin patch on Halloween, damn we were cliche. Rosalie had a football and kept getting Edward to run and kick it, but she would pull the ball away at the last second. It was funny the first four times, but she was starting to piss me off. Alice suggested sitting around the fire and telling stories. The boys found this acceptable with the addition of booze now being passed around as well.

Jasper told some story about a blue blanket he got on Halloween when he was four that had magical powers. Emmett told an entertaining tale about the World War I Flying Ace. Rosalie told about her scariest Halloween date, swearing the guy showed up in a sheet with holes cut out for eyes and that you could see a cloud of dirt around him when he walked. Alice's story was by far the best:

"On Halloween night, the man with the great sparklepeen rises out of the pumpkin patch to search for his beloved. It is said that his charms are many and that resistance to him is futile. A man with otherworldly beauty, a sensitive, artistic mind, and a huge cock that glitters in the moonlight." Everyone giggled but Alice as she locked eyes with me and continued, "The legend states that when the man with the great sparklepeen finds the one who is destined to be his bride he will consume her body and soul and she will be his for all eternity."

I couldn't help, but think of these words as I settled into my sleeping bag for the night. The couples had split up and gone their own ways. Edward was closest to the fire; he was always cold. I could just make out the intensity of his gaze. I had time to wonder what he was thinking before I drifted off to sleep.

I awoke during the night, the fire had gone out and it seemed so quiet. I couldn't see Edward, but I remembered the direction he was in, so I stumbled toward him. He wasn't in his bag and the others weren't in their tents. Where the hell had everyone gone? I walked for what seemed like forever when it occurred to me that the couples had probably gone to their vehicles for more comfort and privacy. But where was Edward? He had rode with Jasper and Alice and I had rode with Rose and Emmett. His Volvo wasn't here and neither was my truck.

I was getting cold and scared and I feared, lost. I couldn't go back to sleep now even if I knew where my sleeping bag currently was located. So I just kept walking and calling out for Edward. I was becoming frantic searching for him. What if something happened to him? My mind conjured up the worst possible scenarios like wolves attacking him. At this point I began crying and screaming out to him. Crying doesn't help being uncoordinated and I fell, cutting my knee. Edward, I love you, please be ok, please..."

"Edward," I cried miserably, buring my face in my hands. Suddenly, something sped past me so fast my hair whipped around my face. "Bella," my name whispered through the wind and my head snapped up. He was leaning against a tree some distance away. I couldn't make out his face, but his entire body language had changed as he stalked toward me. All I could see was his silhouette against the moon as he began to speak in a voice melted chocolate had wet dreams about.

"Alice didn't finish the story, love."

"W-What E-E-Edward?" I stammered. He was getting closer now and he looked so much more beautiful than I had ever seen. He seemed to be even more pale than normal and his eyes glimmered.

"The Legend that Alice told is true. On Halloween night he searches for the one that belongs to him. She will call out for him under the moon. Spilling her love and blood. Giving all of herself to him." He crouched a few feet from me and tilted his head, smirking. "Are you ready to give all of yourself to me, Bella?" He stood and began undoing his shirt buttons. "I've waited a long time for you. Searched the world over many times," he smiled. "And you were right here in front of me all of this time."

He kicked off his shoes and toed off his socks as fast as a breath and then he stopped with his hands on the snap of jeans and stared into my eyes. "First, I'm going to have your body and then I'm going to have your soul. You belong to me now, Bella."

I knew I should be scared, but even though I had never seen Edward act like this, he wanted me and I had loved him for so long. I was willing to do anything he wanted. Anything for him. To prove it I sat up on my knees, "please, Edward." This seemed to set his mind at ease and he grinned crookedly at me and unfastened his pants.

"Stand up, Bella, undress for me," he crooned. I blushed, but was not going to let embarassment keep me from the pleasure of this man. I stood shakily and raised my shirt over my head. I had taken my bra off before bed so I reached for the drawstring of pajama pants and tugged allowing them pool around my feet. He was still standing there, grinning lopsidedly, holding the open flaps of his pants.

I felt a thrill that I made Edward Cullen feel this way and bravely hooked my thumbs in my panties and yanked them down. He stood straighter then and walked to me. He picked me up like I was his beautiful bride and carried me a little ways into a clearing and I could see the tents. His eyes never left mine as we entered and he layed me on the air mattress. "Don't be scared," he whispered as he pulled his pants and briefs down in one fluid motion.

The moonlight shone through the tent and every part of him appeared to sparkle. My eyes roamed down his body and gasped at the size of him. He was huge. There was no way that was going to fit into me. He smiled encouragingly, "It's all right, love, I'm going to take real good of you."

Suddenly, my hands flew back over my head. I wrapped my body around his solid frame. Damn, he was cold, but I pressed my face into his bare chest, kissing and nibbling every inch of him. His lips met mine, kissing me until I was left gasping for more. His hand reached up and caressed my cheek. His hands roamed over my neck and collar bone, toward my breasts. He took one in each hand and squeezed as I arched into his touch. His kisses ventured to my hipbone. So sweet and attentive. My body was inflamed by the time he placed himself at my entrance. Fuck, it hurt so good when he pushed into me with his cock and again when he sunk his teeth into my neck.

Three days later, Bella and Edward watched through the window with their arms entertwined as Bella's dad read the letter she had left for him in the mailbox.

Please don't worry about me. I got everything I ever wanted and I get to keep it for eternity. I know you'll be mad, but please forgive me and understand.

It's the great sparklepeen, Charlie Swan!