Wednesday, June 30, 2010

When Fiction Comes To Life

After lovelypenguin's post today on Gay Pride, Captain Jezebel and I got to talking about her daughter attending New York Gay Pride. We thought, what better way to link fiction with life than to have one of our very own share their experience?

So I asked if the Captain would mind writing something, and with her and her daughter's okay, here's what they had to say:

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Yes by now you all know that I am an avid slash reader, and yes much of it has to do with the entertainment factor, but there are other reasons why I find myself reading these wonderful stories. In my family we like to promote tolerance for all races, religions, creeds and sexual orientations. We do not judge a person by who they are, who they worship, or who they love; I was raised this way, and I have tried to instill this in my child as well. So imagine how proud (that being the key word) I was to find out that my daughter volunteered to help her friend, whose mom works with a community health center that promotes safe sex during the New York City Pride Parade. 

My 16 year old daughter affectionately known as 'The Demon Seed' around my house and the Fandom, proudly marched, blowing her whistle, dancing to the music, wearing her rainbow feather boa, and tossing condoms to the crowd shouting 'Don't be silly, wrap your willy.' Now this may shock some, but I could not have been prouder. 

When asked how she felt about the entire experience she answered, and I quote: 'I have never felt that much love and acceptance among such a large group of people. It didn't matter if we were strangers, the love was evident, and it being totally cool to hold hands with someone you never met was proof of that. I felt that the parade was a place for everyone to feel accepted even if you weren't same sex oriented, if you were just a supporter, or needed to feel acceptance in your life for other reasons you were welcome with open arms.'

Now can you see why I am such a PROUD momma?

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They had a couple of picture they wanted to share with you, so here they are:

OK the first pic is her on the left with her friend at the 10 min mark of the countdown to the parade.


The second is the group marching in back of hers, they were prepping that unity flag to be attached to their float.

The third is the demon seed with the Metro Card Pharoh. He made is entire outfit out of old Metrocards.
(For non NY'ers Metrocards are what gets us on the subways and buses of NYC. $2.25 and you can go anywhere in the city well $4.50 if you are making a round trip)




For more pictures, and some info on the organization that Demon Seed helped with during Gay Pride, check out their Facebook. You don't have to be a member of Facebook to see the pictures.

So what about you? Did you join any of the parades? Want to share? Leave us a comment if you do, we'd love to hear about it.

When Fiction Comes To Life

Gay Pride
I could not let June end without recognizing that it is indeed Gay Pride Month, or to be more precise as declared by President Obama:  Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, and Transgender (LGBT) Pride Month.

From Wikipedia we have the following:  

Gay and Lesbian Pride Month is celebrated each year for the month of June. The last Sunday in June is celebrated as Gay Pride Day. On June 2, 2000, President Bill Clinton declared June "Gay & Lesbian Pride Month". U.S. President Barack Obama declared June 2010 to be Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, and Transgender Pride Month, stating, “I call upon all Americans to observe this month by fighting prejudice and discrimination in their own lives and everywhere it exists.” The month was chosen to remember the 1969 Stonewall riots in Manhattan that is thought to be the beginning of the gay liberation movement in the United States.  This month is meant to recognize the impact Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual, and Transgender individuals have had on the world. Gay, lesbian, and bisexual groups celebrate this special time with pride parades, picnics, parties, memorials for those lost from hate crimes as well as HIV and AIDS, and other group gathering events that attract thousands upon thousands of individuals.

I thought it would be best to let the men speak for themselves about Pride….

In the first video a young man speaks about how he and others try to make things better and “Be the Change” by making YouTube videos.


In the next video, this man describes the importance of Gay Pride.  Be sure to listen to his closing remarks, they are very significant.


And what would a celebration be without highlights?



Two good related documentaries are “Before Stonewall” and “After Stonewall”.  Both are available streaming or on DVD from Netflix.

Gay Pride is a continual undercurrent in nearly all the slash stories I’ve read.  It was specifically discussed in a recent chapter of Deep Dish by Starfish422.  Please comment about others that you know about.


Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Tuesday's Best 6 - 29 - 2010

Good morning, my lovelies! As you know, Tuesdays we at Twislash Unveiled strive to bring you the best slash that we can find, be it M/M, F/F, poly, or BDSM. Some of you might also know that a little thing called Real Life is making things a little crazy at the moment for a few of us, so we're strengthening our numbers. You've already had the pleasure of meeting Captain Jezebel and reading the wonderful stories she's rec'ed, as well as lovelypenguin who's been bridging the gap between Real Life and fiction. Thank you, ladies, for your contributions.

Today, though, I'd like to introduce a new member of the crew! Please welcome miss Aradi! She's rocked my socks several times over on a board we frequent, with some of her recs and insight, so I asked her if she'd like to come on board, and lucky for me (and you!), she said yes! So without further ado, let's kick off today's recs with hers. Enjoy! Oh, and please don't forget to grab your towels, because lordy, you're gonna need 'em!

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When Naelany asked me to join the TU team for Tuesday recs, I was a little confused.  On one hand - squee!  On the other hand, who the hell am I to be dishing out recs around here?  I'm not a writer!  (And for the record, all the writers around here should be writing faster and blogging not-so-much.  I'm just sayin'.)  So what's my claim to fame?

Honestly?  Nothing.  I read.  A lot.  A truly embarrassing amount.  No really, I'm ashamed about it.

It's gotten so bad that I even try fics that I expect to hate.  (That's how I first learned that Slash can be good, so it can't be all bad as a life strategy.)  I find the dark fics and the quirky fics and the strange pairings.  I'll read a chapter of just about anything, even if I just plain don't see what the appeal is going to be.  That led me to my first rec...

Raw and Rosy by tuesdaymidnight

Now, going back to the "I'm going to hate this" idea... I don't get spanking.  (I don't get spanked either.  Maybe that's my problem?)  I like a well-written BDSM fic as much as the next pervert, but I just don't get the appeal of pain.  I confess I often skim those parts.  Spanking, not that it's the same as BDSM, was always worse because it brought with it absurd visuals.  Spanking made me giggle.

I saw Raw and Rosy was described as a "spank!fic" and I giggled.

Then I read Raw and Rosy.  I still don't get spanking (or get spanked), but this fic is hot.  I'm not giggling anymore.
His shoulders were slumped down, and it was obvious that he was trying to conceal his groin. I sneaked a glance, and I did not miss the unmistakable bulge that was impossible to hide in his ridiculous skinny jeans that basically clung to his body.

I tried to catch his eye, to let him know that I knew, but he kept his eyes trained away from me. I knew he could feel my eyes on him, though, because his blush continued to deepen.

Interesting.

I was absolutely worthless for the rest of the day. My mind kept turning over the strange chain of events that had taken place. I wasn't sure why I cared, but I was starting to become obsessed with the idea of Cullen getting off on our altercation. Was it the fighting itself? Sure, occasionally I might have gotten a little excited when in the middle of one of our countless fights, but I was a teenage guy and it was due to all the adrenaline. I had certainly never been straining against my jeans the way Cullen had been. But, if he had been hard when I had him pinned down, surely I would have noticed it, right?

No, it was when I gave him the slightly-harder-than-friendly pat on his ass that he reacted so strangely.

Then, I finally realized it.

Edward Cullen liked to be spanked.

Oh, this was too good to pass up.

I thought about all the ways I could use this to exploit my nemesis. I could make t-shirts that said, "I Spanked Edward Cullen," or, better yet, try to slowly drive him insane by giving him a pat on the ass every time I saw him.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat in study hall.

Fuck.

Jasper has discovered "Edward's little secret," and he wastes no time in acting on their mutual fetish.  Edward is more than willing, even if Jasper can't figure out why.  The resulting four chapters (to date) will leave you needing a fan, even if it isn't the middle of summer wherever you are.

Do I now "get" spanking?  No.  The thing is, even if I don't get the appeal of a solid pat on the ass, Jasper and Edward do, and that comes through loud and clear in this fic.  The boys want it, so badly that the JPOV shows his utter distraction on many occasions, and that is a turn-on regardless of personal paddling preferences.

Despite Tuesdaymidnight disclaimering this fic with warnings of PWP, it is surprisingly plotful.  Jasper spends almost as much time pondering Edward's motivations as he does pondering Edward's ass.  The dynamic between the two boys leaves me hoping we get a story arc that continues for many more chapters.   (Add "greedy" to my list of sins.)

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What do you do when you find your girlfriend - whom you’ve been with for a while now - in a compromising position with a guy you loathe? Why, you turn to your best friend, of course! That is exactly what happens in Seeing Things, by TeamBoyLove.


Edward has just walked in on (though without being caught) his girlfriend as Jake is going down on her. Edward and his girl had never rounded second base, because it hadn’t felt right. He wanted to wait for the perfect moment, and thought she was on board with this. Needless to say, poor Edward is just a little bit upset and he goes to his best friend for advice. When he gets there, Jasper is shocked to see Edward in such a state and does his best to calm him down.


And then he suggests something that pulls the rug out from under Edward: Get a blowjob by someone she hates. Only thing is, there’s only one person that his sweet girlfriend loathes: Jasper.


Jasper, who Edward always believed to be as straight as he was. I say was, because that rug I mentioned? Well, when it got pulled out from under him, it unsettled some dust and made him question...everything. And this is where things get...hot. And a little scary. For both boys, as Jasper has never been with another guy.

Jasper immediately drops his eyes and his face is tinged a furious shade of red.


Oh. My. God.


"Jasper, you're…? I mean, it's okay with me if you are…but I'm-" My verbal spew is interrupted as Jasper swiftly leans in, clasps my face… and kisses me?


His lips are warm and his hands are warmer. He gives me a few small pecks before leaning his 
forehead against mine. "Jasper, I-", I'm cut off again as his lips brush against mine and his hands slip from my face into my hair, tugging gently. Paralyzed in my shock, I don't know how to respond. When he whimpers against my lips and tightens his grip on my hair, a red neon sign flashes repeatedly in my head.


RIGHT TIME! RIGHT TIME! RIGHT TIME!


My hands move of their own volition as they slip around his back and attempt to pull him closer to me.


I'm kissing him back. Oh my fucking God, I'm kissing him back!


As I twist my body to face him, he raises up to his knees, looming over me; his lips never leaving mine, his hands still fisted in my hair. Without giving it a second thought, I'm raising to my knees as well, matching his stance as his lips continue to slide against mine. After pulling back to try and catch my breath, I ask, "How long have you-"


"A while," he interrupts in a grating, husky voice.


What happens after they both had a taste of what kissing someone who’s right does to them? For that, you’ll have to read the whole story. It’s so very worth it. Oh, and since this was an entry for the No Bella Allowed contest, it might surprise you who Edward’s girlfriend is.

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Another week, two fantastic stories, and more to come next week again! Awesome ;-)

Oh hey, almost forgot. The Plot Bunnie Contest is in full swing, so stop by and sign up! There's some boy-lovin' waiting to be written, I just know it! And I'm sure y'all can deliver, so bring it on!

And speaking of being in full swing. Don't forget to check out The Fandom Gives Back auctions that are happening right now! Some of your favorite authors are up on the block (and a few relative unknowns just waiting to be thrown in the spotlight), so why not drop by and bid on one (or more, if you're lucky enough to be able to), and get the story you'd like to see. Getting together with people to bid on someone is totally cool, so don't be afraid to bid even if you don't have a lot of money. Pooling works, my friends. FGB end on July 2nd, so better hurry up before they're sold out! Happy bidding :-)

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Tuesday's Best 6-22-2010

Good morning everybody! Hope y'all are having a good day so far. If not, then I hope that the stories the Captain and I have found will brighten your days a little. Grab a towel, get comfortable, and check it out!

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Ciao, fellow lovers of all that is slashsational. Captain Jezebel here with something a little different from my usual Tuesday rec. I am trying to expand my horizons but still stay in my happy Jasper/Edward comfort zone, so what does this mean? This means that I went searching for some other pairings offered up by the fandoms talented slash writers. I'm already a fan of Charlie/Carlisle, so where could my little search take me?...somewhere new for me....somewhere I have never been before...have you guessed yet? Yep that's right femme-slash.
 
I started thinking about pairings that would interest me, and thought of one that might hold a very intriguing dynamic based on their canon selves, Rosalie and Leah. I went fic diving with these girls in mind, and dynamic is exactly what Nyx826 gave me with After Class: A RosaLeah Oneshot . This is a one-shot taken from her full length Alice/Bella fic, Summer Class, but you don't have to have read it to understand the sizzle between Rosalie and Leah.
 
Rosalie Hale is beautiful, intelligent, bisexual, bitchy, and bored as hell. While at the Cullens' BBQ she is tired of listening to her boyfriend Emmett yak on and on about football. She is tired of being eye fucked and harrassed by Carlisle's old perverted friends, and she is tired of waiting for the one face she has been dying to see all night, a face she has missed, a face that when she looks, makes her feel something 'strange and wonderful'.
 
Leah Clearwater seems to be able to do things to Rosalie that no one has ever been capable of. Leah makes her feel things that are beyond amazing, and touches more than just her body when they are together. Leah is sexy, beautful , special, and Leah just walked through the door looking 'slightly eager'.
 
  I note absently that Emmet has stopped talking and has followed my gaze to the gorgeous girl that is about ten feet too far away from me. He grins at me knowingly, and I lean up to whisper in his ear.

"Hey Babe, I'm going to go catch up with Leah, alright?" I whisper in as innocent a tone as I can muster, even though he knows exactly what the "catching up" will entail.

He nods without a word, looking like the cat that ate the canary, and I don't waste another second.

It's been too long.

She meets me halfway without my saying a word, and I take her hand.

I feel the familiar and powerful little sparks dancing over my skin where we touch, her warm, strong hand closing over mine, our fingers entwining together, almost in a promise of what was to come.
 For all the Emmett lovers...please don't worry...as you can see in the story 'he grinned knowingly'....yep I have been told by the author that Em is cool with Rosalie entertaining the ladies. He knows his girl is bi, and doesn't mind being in an open relationship with her. Now back to the regularly scheduled sexiness ...
 
Nyx826 paints a very sensual, and almost sweet picture for us. I know, I know...Rosalie? Leah? sweet? yep. There is a beautiful bond between these ladies and the author takes us there, I felt it in every word I read, that even though she was scared of the feeling Rose was excited that it was Leah making her feel so good inside and out. *snickers*
 
 She laughs softly, reaching up to brush a stray strand of hair away from my eyes before letting her hand rest on my cheek, cupping my jaw lightly. I reach and cover her hand with my own as she leans in to meet me.
Her scent washes over me as she moves, a delicious whirl of something that is distinctly hers, a spicy and sweet mix that has my knees feeling a little funny. Then her lips touch mine and every other thought flies out of my mind except of her, and me, and us together.

There's a slight hesitation that quickly disappears as we remember this feeling again, and I can feel the kiss slowly heating up.

It's been so long since I kissed her, and I'm regretting every moment that I let pass without this.
 And yes slash lovers things heat up ALOT more from there...ALOT, ALOT . Kissing, biting, licking, moaning, whimpering, grasping, gasping, pinning, squirming, friction, begging, fighting for dominance..the push the pull..the ...whoa *wipes forehead* is it hot in here or is that just me? , but I can't share everything with you, now can I? This oneshot is a quick yet arousingly pleasing read, and that's coming from someone that had never read femme-slash before. If you want to find out just how hot these two get you're going to have to check it out, don't forget to bring your towel and to leave the author some love if you do ;).
 
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 You know how sometimes, it absolutely sucks when someone plays hard to get or even goes all ‘mystery man’ on you? Even if you’re only reading about them? Well, in Whisper, ahizelm managed to have it actually be fucking sexy as hell, and pulls you in completely with the mystery blond in Edward’s class.
Edward has just transferred schools, and in one of his classes his eye falls on a certain blond we all know and love. He knows absolutely nothing about him - not his name, his age, his orientation, what his major is - other than they share that one class. Over the course of a few weeks, Edward becomes obsessed with the boy. Especially after the boy appears to have caught Edward staring at him in class.

And then they run into each other at a frat party.

I wanted to pinch myself, to perhaps see if I was crazy and imagining things, but that would have required me pulling my hands away from their current position - my right knotted in his hair, my left placed securely on his hip under his shirt - and that shit just wasn't going to happen.

I could feel his hair tickling my forehead as we kissed, and he tasted like lime. I remembered there was tequila downstairs, and assumed he'd taken a shot or two. His weight pressing my body into the mattress felt good, and I realized that even though I didn't know a single thing about him - aside from the fact that he was blond, insanely gorgeous, tall and in my Monday/Wednesday Business class - I wanted him.

I moaned lightly as he bit my lip gently, and licked his way down my throat. "God," I breathed, and he chuckled against my skin before bringing his lips to my mouth again.

As he continued to kiss me, I slipped his hand under my shirt again and he slowly ran his fingers along the waist of my jeans. I wanted to shove his hand further down, but then I moved my hand and grazed his crotch. As I felt his erection press into my hip, I simply lost all coherent thought.

We made out. I had no concept of time, but when he pulled away, it seemed as though it had only been a few minutes.

I watched him stand up. He offered me a hand, and I took it, pulling myself up into a seated position. He ran a hand through his hair with a satisfied grin on his lips, peering at me through those damn sexy glasses. Somehow, it seemed that they hadn't even shifted as we kissed.

I wanted to ask him several simple questions. I wanted to know his name, for starters.
But before I could say a single word, he winked and moved toward the door. As he gripped the doorknob, he looked me in the eye and spoke.

"See you around, Edward," he said, and I felt my mouth fall open.

I could have followed him out, could have returned to the party, which was in full swing. Music thumped through the floorboards beneath my feet, and my beer was within reach, but I was absolutely frozen.

He knew my name.

He knew my name?

And still Edward doesn’t know the boy’s name. Will he find out? For that, you’ll have to read the story, but be sure to bring along a towel. You’re gonna need it ;-)
 
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There you have it, folks! Be sure to show these wonderful authors some love after reading their stories. Be sure to check back again next week when we'll be back with more goodies. In the meantime, I hope you'll enjoy our offerings for this week.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Slash Author Guest Rec - PolkaDotMama

When Naelany asked me to Guest Recommended for Twislash I had so many fics I was reading that I jumped at the chance.  Now here it is my turn and my life has gotten so hectic as the school year comes to a close that I’m not reading nearly as much.  Nonetheless, I want to let you know about some of the stories I drop everything for and one that may have slipped under your radar.

While it was written about on Tuesday’s Best on May 18th, I am in love with I Wept Not by ArcadianMaggie

Jasper is a war weary soldier burdened by the weight of eternity. Edward is an uncomplicated high school student content to hide his sexuality. Together can Jasper find something to live for and Edward discover some things are worth dying for? J/E Slash

What has drawn me in, besides her rich characters, is the tormented soul of Jasper that I have hope that Edward can help heal.  It is full of beautifully chosen literature, vivid imagery, and the youthful exuberance of Edward, who is absolutely adorable.

A Tangible Dichotomy by PerfectlyPersuasive cracks me up with every single chapter.

Not everything makes sense to us at first, but sometimes, the paradoxes in life are exactly what we never knew we needed. When Jasper and Edward and thrown together, into a dorm room no less, who are they to deny the twisted logic of fate? AH/Slash.

PerfectlyPersuasive has the gift of humor that does more than shine through her work.  It lights up your entire body when you read it.  I have to make sure my husband isn’t sleeping when I read this update.  The chapter titles are funny in their own right, with chapter one entitled, Edward and the Urinator.  Can you go wrong with this great Edward and Jasper fic?  No, I think not.

I just discovered the gem of a story by OfTheDamned called Your Biggest Fan.

Throughout high school, the shy and over-burdened Edward Masen threw himself into work and raising his baby sister. He's always felt lucky just to be friends with track star Jasper Cullen. Now, he doesn't know if just friends is enough. AH AU Slash.

It’s an engaging story about two high school seniors, coming of age and discovering things about themselves and each other.  It touches on some heavy issues that I tend to love in a story.

Another story that you may have missed is After the Storm by tjbaby.

Vampire Edward affects Jasper's human life in such a way that he has to decide - life or love? An insight into a world of obsessive love and betrayal, where lines are crossed for friendship and honour; and madness is only one small step away.

This completed fic is a dark piece.  While I’m not one to read a ton of period pieces, tjbaby sucked me into this story very easily with the beautiful pictures she painted.  I loved how she didn’t shy away from being dark, even embracing it in the lemons.

Now with those four recommendations, I also want to mention a few stories that I’m sure have been rec’d time and time again…and for very good reason.

Equal & Opposite and Errors & Omissions by OhJasperMyJasper
Marked by Whitlock-Masen
Lessons Learned by mistyhaze420
Deep Dish by starfish422
Mergers & Acqusitions by Touchstone67 & Domward’s Mistress
Lost & Found by Touchstone67
Fractured by DefinatelyStaying
Landslide by Domward’s Mistress

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

When Fiction Comes To Life

Don’t Ask Don’t Tell

Don’t Ask Don’t Tell (DADT) is a well known phrase these days and very popular in the news lately. It was a military policy implemented in 1993 under President Clinton. While nearly 80% of all Americans today are in favor of repealing DADT, it was actually seen as a major breakthrough in gay rights when it was first introduced. It was a bipartisan compromise that ended the outright ban of gays, lesbians, and bisexuals from the military. The compromise stated that the military would not ask, and the service people would not tell what their sexual orientation was.

Little did anyone know at the time that it would cost taxpayers over 400 million dollars. It also resulted in nearly 14,000 dismissals of which approximately 1000 were considered mission critical, thus jeopardizing military readiness. This does not include the numbers that did not re-enlist because the fear of being found out was just too great. Even those that did not ‘tell’ lived in constant fear, because it was quite common for someone in an act of vengeance or other harassment to report on someone else’s sexual orientation.

While we implemented DADT, most of our allies in other countries outright removed all military discrimination based on sexual orientation. And everything has gone very well for them. In fact, our allies also recently announced that they will no longer fight alongside US troops unless we end our discrimination. They cite concern for their soldiers from US homophobia. Our allies make some interesting points in the following article: http://www.truthwinsout.org/blog/2010/05/8992

Some question why it makes any difference and wonder why people cannot simply remain silent. However, the truth is that soldiers are being asked to constantly lie about a major part of their life. While many soldiers openly discuss significant others and have pictures of their personal lives, the gay and lesbian soldiers are forbidden to do so. It is a constant every day concern for them.

DADT has had an impact on several of our favorite slash characters. Jasper felt he must break it off with Edward to join the military in “It’s Fate" by OCDJen. Edward is currently in counseling after having had to hold it all in and lie every day for eight years about who he was in “Southern Charm” by Meikela. One of the most difficult of all stories involving DADT which permeated the story was “Chromaticity” by shoefreak37. My favorite quote from that story is “Edward would glare at the faded, ubiquitous 'support our troops' magnets that were on every other vehicle he saw. Support our troops, but only if they're straight, he would think bitterly”

Here is a real life plea from the boyfriend of a soldier. He made and posted several videos. The saddest of which he made is called “Boyfriend left for military” where he is in tears. He almost looks like Edward in that one. In this one he explains the impact on DADT on real people and he makes several good points:

Read more real stories here:
http://www.wegiveadamn.org/category/military
http://www.sldn.org/blog/c/letters

It may seem like a small thing to some, and others may wonder what the big deal is if they are not interested in the military. However, historically how we treat our soldiers does tend to impact other elements of society. Remember when the voting age was dropped from 21 to 18? The strongest argument was that if they are old enough to die for their country, they are old enough to vote. We can only hope that once DADT is repealed, we will see more positive changes to our society.

The House of Representatives approved a measure that would add the repeal of DADT to the Defense Authorization Bill. As a compromise, it will only go into effect when signed off by the Defense Secretary, Joint Chiefs Chairman, and the President. It is unclear whether or not actual nondiscrimination language will be added to the military code and if any consideration will be made for a soldier’s partner. Republicans in the Senate have threatened to filibuster the bill. (Now would be a good time to contact your senator.)

If you are aware of any other Twilight slash stories featuring DADT, please let us know in the comments.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Tuesday's Best 6-15-2010

Howdy folks! The Captain and I are back with two tales that are sure to get some juices flowing. Grab a towel, and let's get to it, shall we?

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Hola my slash loving friends, Cap'n Jezzy here with a geektastic, slasherific tale to share. What's better than Geekward or Geeksper? Why Geekwardsper of course...two sexy geeks for the price of a one shot. And that is exactly what FarDareisMai2 gives us in Fixing Precious: A Love Story.

Jasper is writing, when all of a sudden...bam...his Word program fails, the Blue Screen of Death appears and his 'Precious' is slowly fading away into oblivion. He needs help fast, a hero, someone that can save his Precious. Nothing he is doing is working and his entire life is on there. After calling the computer repair company, his hero appears in the form of a sexy, computer geek with James Dean hair, Buddy Holly glasses, and a cute little blush.

Edward sets about his job immediately but he seems to be a bit nervous around the Tolkien loving writer. FarD does a great job capturing the sexual tension between these two; you can practically feel it jumping off your screen as Jasper tries to determine is he? Or isn't he? When funny circumstances literally have Jasper crouching down in front of Edward, this fic turns up the steam full force.
He stared at me. Just stared at me as I worked. I couldn't concentrate with his eyes on mine, so I dropped my gaze.
Which did absolutely nothing for my concentration when I realized Edward had fallen before he finished buttoning up his jeans, and I caught an eyeful of bronze curls peeking out of his fly. My dick jumped in my pants when I realized he was going commando. And when I say my dick jumped, I mean jumped, like it was trying to attack him with or without me. I couldn't help it and a small groan escaped my mouth.

Fuck. There was no hiding that.

"Jasper?" he whispered. When I didn't look up he said, "Jasper, please look at me."

I looked up at him, dropped my hands from his face, and started to rise. "Yeah, sorry Edward, ummm, I didn't mean to embarrass you or anything, but yeah, okay," I babbled.

Edward grabbed my hands, forcing me to stay in a crouch and face him. "It's okay," he said.

Ooookay. Not a resounding acceptance of my homosexuality, but at least he wasn't going to file a sexual harassment case against me. I tried to pull my hands away, but he tightened his grip. "No, I meant you didn't embarrass me, Jasper. I mean, I'm embarrassed, but not . . ." he let go of my hands and tugged at his hair in frustration.

I was mesmerized and more than a little humored by the fact that he seemed as inarticulate as me at that moment.

He was still tugging at his hair and mumbling something for a good thirty seconds after. I got a little concerned. Maybe he hit his head harder than I thought. "Edward?"

His eyes shot back to mine, he took a deep breath, and muttered, "Ah, hell," before cupping my face in his hands and pulling me in for a kiss.
*fans self* Told you it heats up. Does Precious ever get fixed? Does Jasper let Edward kiss him? Do the geeks get their guy? All those questions will be answered, but ya gotta read it to find out. I gotta tell ya when I first read this I enjoyed the sweet, sexy, adorable vibe that I read it a second time immediately. Go take a peek, especially if you love geeky E and J, it's a definite don't miss. Don't forget to leave her some love if you do.

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You know, I find it very hard (pun not intended) to find a threesome fic that is any good. Let alone one that leaves me wanting more. They are few and far in between, but I have found one. The Difference Between X And Y, by LyricalKris.

Jasper and Edward have been friends for years. Both men are straight, at least this is their 'label'. As Jasper, Edward, and Bella - Edward's long term girlfriend - are out having a few drinks, Jasper waxes lyrical about society's need to label people as gay or bi or straight or...whatever. At first, Edward and Bella are amused, but as the discussion/rant continues, something shifts. Jasper and Edward are both teasing each other and tempting the other to kiss - and Bella is right there. When Edward asks her if she's not going to stop this, she tells them hell no, because she's turned on by the thought of these two beautiful men together. (Can you blame her? I sure as hell can't)

When they eventually end up going home, Jasper stays with them because he's had too much to drink to go back to his place. And that's when things really get interesting.

It was one of those moments where the world seemed to get entirely too quiet and too still. Jasper broke the stillness first, reaching out to run his fingers down Bella's arm. She knew what he was doing. He was grounding himself, because as much as he was attracted to her - and she had seen that in his eyes when she had first spotted him in the doorway - his attraction to Edward in that moment was overwhelming. Touching her skin served two purposes. First, it communicated that he wanted her, that he was not here just for Edward. Therein lay the secondary reason for his touch. Touching a woman was something Jasper was familiar with. It was a comfort and an anchor because he was feeling things he had not felt before for a man and, as exciting as that was, it was also a little frightening.

Jasper's eyes slowly traveled down Edward's body, like darkness creeps across the sky, leaving in their wake that tantalizing feeling of smoldering fire and sparking electricity instead of stars. Edward remembered earlier, when Jasper spoke about admiring a man's body the way one would admire a sculpture and felt appreciated - beautiful...like a work of art. He heard Jasper swallow thickly, and when he let his own eyes glance down, he could see his friend's arousal plainly through the jeans he wore.

Glad of the whiskey in his system, Edward reached forward with the hand that was not wrapped around Bella and hooked two fingers through the belt loop of Jasper's jeans. He tugged and Jasper let himself be propelled forward. Edward pulled until they were hip to hip - bare flesh to straining denim.

Will they bare all? To find out, you're just going to have to read it. All I'm sayin' is...More please and thank you, LyricalKris!

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There you have it. We hope you'll enjoy these two very lovely stories as much as we have, and that you'll leave both authors plenty of lovin'. 

Just a reminder! Remember that Plotbunnie Contest I was telling you about last week? There's still time to enter some. Cut off date for sending in plotbunnies is the 19th, so hurry up and give them some good ones! We just know you've got some delicious ideas...and slashy ones, to boot. That threesome you always wanted to read about, but could never find? Now's the time to get it written! Or maybe you've always wanted to know how Alistair and Paul would work. Or perhaps Bella with...Jane? What would happen if Edward's newest sub ended up being Aro? Go crazy! They want them all!

Monday, June 14, 2010

Please Pardon The Dust

Whitlock's Girl is working on revamping the site a little. While she's working on that, we would love to have some feedback from you. Tell us what you love about the site, what you don't like, what you would love to see in the future. Share your ideas, thoughts, comments, rants, whatever. We want to hear them.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Tuesday's Best 6-8-2010

Well good morning, ladies and gentlemen! Glad you could join us on this fine Tuesday morning! Captain Jezebel and I have some goodies for you to start your day with, so let's get to it, shall we? As ever, don't forget to grab a towel (and possibly some kleenex, too). Here we go!

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Hello faithful TU followers, Captain Jezebel here to slashify yet another Tuesday for ya! When Naelany and I were discussing what I would rec this week I gave her a the title of a fic that has been around for almost a year, and both of us were a bit surprised that it hadn't been recc'ed yet. While digging for slashy goodness I found this E/J, multichaptered, recently completed tale, and it seems many others haven't uncovered it's delights as well. So here I sit touting love and respect for this little fic.
 
Tuesdaymidnight started Seven Minutes in Heaven as a one shot, but it seemed that her Edward had a lot to say and wouldn't let her stop there. She started writing more chapters tentatively, and eventually gave up trying to predict how far this story would go, and boy are we glad she let Edward take over.
 
Edward and Jasper are high school seniors. Edward has had a crush on Jasper since his dream boy moved to Forks, but has successfully kept his feelings, and his sexual preferences at bay until now. His family and close friends know he is gay but, understood that he wasn't ready to be 'out' to the public just yet. Through a childish game of Truth of Dare in the basement of his parent's house, surrounded by his friends, he has discovered that Jasper's been keeping a secret too.
 
Being an army brat hasn't been the easiest road for Jasper Hale, especially since moving to Forks and discovering that he's sexually attracted to guys, one guy in particular. Having been raised in a very rigid, controlled environment, he was afraid that something was wrong with him, when he started to uncover his sexuality. When his military minded father discovers this secret about his son, he doesn't exactly embrace the idea with open arms, but Jasper knows it's time, regardless of his fears, it's time to let Edward know he likes him too. He does just that in the Cullen's basement, shocking his object of affection.
 
When Alice, trying to help the best way she knows how, throws the boys literally into a closet for a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven, it doesn't sit right with Edward. Why would he want to have his first moments of bliss with his longtime crush in a 'closet' of all places, while their friends waited just outside? It was more than just the metaphor that bothered him.
 
"You have no idea, Jasper, how long I've admired you from afar, wanted you, not just physically, though that too, of course, but all of you, wanted to be with you. And then I find out during a game of fucking truth or dare that at least a tiny portion of my utter attraction to you is mutual. But I didn't get to revel in it, process it, see it in your eyes, take you out on a date or just hang out with you or anything, before I get shoved ironically into a closet with you by my idiot sister. Shit, I've never kissed a guy Jasper, I don't want my first kiss with you to be in a closet, in the dark, because of some bullshit plan of Alice's to get us together."
The silence was deafening.

It was probably only a few seconds, but after pouring my heart out in one long breath, each second with no response was excruciating. I couldn't stand it any longer.

"Jasper?"
This story is more than just some playful fun between two gay high school boys. The author follows them through college, through the pitfalls and peaks of coming out, and falling in love as gay men, and as a couple. There will be tears, there will be cheers, you may even need a couple of beers, but I promise you will delight in their story. You may even need a fan when these boys turn up the heat which they do often ...
 
His tongue plunged into my mouth as he pressed me down into the futon, settling himself between my legs and lowering his body on top of mine. I could feel his hardness rub up against me even through our layers of denim. As I was about to press my hips up even further, he sat back on his heals.
I may have whimpered at the loss of contact.

But then, he started ever so slowly unbuttoning his shirt, one by one, gradually exposing my second favorite part of his anatomy. I propped myself up on my elbows to watch. Jasper smirked at my change in position, or maybe at the fact that I was practically drooling. When he reached the last button I couldn't take it anymore, in a matter of seconds I sat up, pulled off my own shirt unceremoniously, finished Jasper's work of pushing his own shirt from his arms, and pulled him back down on top of me. The feel of his bare chest against mine was pure ecstasy.
 
*gets glazed look in eye, shakes head* Ooops..sorry where was I? Oh yes, If you haven't read this awesome fic yet, check it out and don't forget to let her know how much you liked it. If you have read it already...*shrugs* give it a second look...it's not too long (twhs) and worth it. ;)


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As you've all probably been able to guess by now (well, those of you who read my story At The Deep End, at least), you know that I have a soft spot (okay, okay! A serious weakness!) for Edward and Jasper playing water polo. Up until recently, I wasn't aware there were any other stories out there, where they played that particular sport.

And then this little beauty was brought to my attention. Man Up, a collab by herinfinteeyes and LoveComesLast. It's an entry for the Texts From Last Night Contest.

Jasper, Emmett, and Edward are hanging out at Edward's house, making use of their pool. What happens when suddenly, Jasper starts thinking things about Edward - his newest teammate - that he's never entertained before in his life?

One night of binge-drinking on Jasper's part - in which he desperately tries to convince himself he's straight thank-you-very-much - and his whole world changes, but can he accept this change?

And then there's Edward, himself. Where does he fit in in all of this?
With even more trepidation than before, I pushed open the door to the locker room and tried to keep my eyes on the floor as I made my way to my locker to grab my soap. Most of the guys were already in the showers, but I saw one pair of legs with familiar reddish-brown hair standing next to my locker. I stubbornly refused to acknowledge him as
I kept my eyes on my locker and tried to remember my combination.

"It's getting to you, isn't it?" he spoke quietly in my ear. "All these guys around you, in peak physical condition. It turns you on, doesn't it?" His warm chest was pressed against my back and the rough terry cloth of the school-issued towel rubbed against the back of my thighs.

I clenched my jaw. "I'm not turned on," I said through my teeth. I wanted him to go away, because what I'd just said was a fucking lie and we both knew it.

"This says differently," he crooned as he reached down to cup my erection through my swimsuit. My head dropped against the cool metal of my locker door and I clenched my eyes shut as he got my dick in a firm grip.

"What do you want from me?" I whispered. "Is this just some fucking game to you? You just wanna prove that you can get to me or something?" I was shaking, and I knew he could feel it. He was so close to me.

There's plenty of action in this little gem. Both of the watery kind, and the lemony one. They've captured the sport and what at times can go on under water - *wiggles eyebrows* -very well, in my opinion, and that just makes me love this story all the more. 

I hope you'll check it out, leave both girls some love. Don't forget to check out the other stories in the contest, too.

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There you have it, folks. I hope you'll enjoy these reads as much as we have. Don't forget to leave the authors some love.

Oh, one more thing, before you're off  and running for the day. There's a contest going on right now (well, it's just kicked off) that might be of interest to you. It's a slightly different take on things, I think. It's the Plot Bunny Contest. You have a gem of a plot bunny you would absolutely love to see written, but you're not a writer yourself? Or maybe you are one, but you have simply too many things going already to take on that one more plot bunny? Then this is your chance! The PBC is now accepting plot bunnies! Send them in, I just know y'all have got some good, slashy plot bunnies running around, and I can't wait to see them! (Oh, did I forget to mention that I'm one of the judges? Oops ;-))

Monday, June 7, 2010

Slash Guest Author Rec - FarDareisMai2


So, I have the dubious distinction of giving guest rec’s on TwiSlash Unveiled, and I say dubious not because the site is anything but pure win, but because I’m not sure what really qualifies me to do so. Why? Because I’m a lemon h00r, pure and simple. The fact that many of the lemons I love happen to be slash? Well, that’s just serendipity. I think well done sex, whether it’s a hot jackoff session, a beautiful het scene, a slick and slippery slash scene, or a juicy moresome, is just a sexy, sexy thing. Does that qualify me to recommend stories to you? Well, I guess the lovely ladies here at TwiSlash Unveiled think so, and I’m happy to share with you.

I have t
wo recommendations for you today. The first is a sweet little piece that showed up in my inbox a few days ago.

I honestly have no idea if this story is intended to be an o/s or is the first chapter of a longer story, although I truly hope it is
the latter, but I read it today and decided I had to add it to my recommendations.

Now, I have to back up and say that although Definately Staying paved the way to slash for me with
The Forbidden Room, starfish422 sucked me in hook, line and sinker with Over The Top. Until those two ladies got their hooks in me, the little bit of slash I’d read in other fandoms had nearly turned me off of slash altogether it was so badly written. Now, I know that almost all slash lovers are already familiar with the awesomesauce that is starfish422’s stories, and at first I was hesitant to recommend the story, if only because I wanted to recommend someone a little less known, someone who could use the “leg up” so to speak. However, since I had already planned to recommend a lesser known story, I let my guilt go and decided that I had to share the charm that is The Morning After The Night Before.

The story opens with something almost all of us have endured – the hangover. Shortly after, Edward discovers that in his drunken state the night before, he posted a revealing picture of himself on Guys with
iPhones. After some funny ribbing from his best friend (a twist which I won’t ruin here), Edward logs on to the site to discover that a very hot someone has commented on his picture and would like to meet.
By the time he got to the final comment, he was feeling pretty fucking good about himself, but he was unprepared for what awaited him in that final reply. The commenter, identified as jazzlovesjizz atgmail, stated, I came twice last night thinking about fucking your sweet ass. If you're in Seattle, I'm in heat. Not only did the Seattle reference make him catch his breath, but it was the only one that acknowledged Edward might be something other than a top. It also contained a link to another GWiP post. The link was in yellow, contrasting with the white of the regular comments.
"Well, well," Edward said aloud, and casually he let his finger wander across the touchpad. He had topped once or twice, and of course it felt good; but he far preferred being a bottom. Loved it, in fact, despite […’s] implication that he was wound too tight to fuck. His finger, having moved the cursor over the link, hovered in mid-air for just a moment before he lightly tapped the touchpad. The webpage responded immediately, beginning to load the picture ostensibly posted by jazzlovesjizz.
As always, starfish422’s writing leaves us squirming in our seats and wanting more. The playful tone of the story, coupled with two citrusy, zesty scenes, leaves you praying this isn’t just a one shot, and I know that I, for one, am hoping that she intends to continue this story.

My second recommendation (yes, you get two, two, two
rec’s for the price of one!) is a complete, multi-chapter story, that has been around for a while, yet does not have the readership that I’d expect. Acting Out, by eroticfan, is a – are you ready for this? – Bella/Edward/Jake story. It is, frankly, the first story I ever read that made Jake appealing to me in any way, and what a Jake he is.

What I really love about
Acting Out is that of all the threesome stories I’ve read (and I’ve read several very good ones) it is the only one that deals with the inequity that may lie in polyamorous relationships, with the complexities of a situation where not all the partners are on the same emotional page. Additionally, Acting Out is, of all things, a high school fic – which is also something I rarely gravitate to.

Now, I will say that the author’s British roots show quite often in the style and cadence of the writing. There are many places where it is clear that these
characters just don’t sound like typical American teens, both because of the British expressions and the overly mature manner of speech, yet the story eroticfan has woven transcends these glitches.

When we meet our threesome, Edward is a well known bisexual and, dare I say, slut, in Forks High, with family issues that would fit in
nicely on an episode of Jerry Springer. Bella is the new girl, recently moved from Phoenix, and clearly not like the other kids in the small town. Oh, and she has a bad, bad history that she’s running from. Jake too, is bisexual and far more mature than his years indicate, whether that’s a factor of working on the fishing boats, or helping to care for his diabetic father is irrelevant. The fact is that he’s a safe harbor for both Bella and Edward.

Edward is immediately drawn to Bella, and although her alarm bells go off
, she too is attracted to him. Of course, he also meets Jake around this time, and that is just . . . well, let’s say you need to bring along a towel or two. Jake and Bella become reacquainted, as they haven’t seen each other in years, and then eventually they all find their way together, but it isn’t a balanced tripod.

And
that is precisely what I love about the story. In all the other poly stories I’ve read, each participant is as equally invested in the other two (or more) partners they have. However, in Acting Out, not everyone feels the same and, in addition to the various deep and important issues each of the characters face (and trust me they’ve all got issues), this one facet of their relationship creates choppy waters for our crew to navigate. As Bella says:

I'm fine, Edward's fine,
Jacob's fine. Sort of. No teenagers were harmed in the making of this threesome. Mostly.

The story is told in alternating points of view, in the present tense, which lends an immediacy and intimacy to the sex scenes that, couple
d with the author’s writing, make them among some of the best I’ve read.
I've never been so aroused and I feel his excitement too, his breathing harsh in my ear as I press my ass back against his cock. I shift forward sliding my hands down a little behind me and cup his hard cock through his leather pants and feeling the leather, knowing he's in leather, turns me on even more as I hold him, my hands trapped between us.
I swivel my head and try to kiss the skin of his neck where his head's fallen forward beside me. His scent's strong in my nose and I can barely reach him but I lick his neck. He shivers so I squeeze his cock and lick him again, tasting his skin all salt and smoke and musk. I feel his deep groan vibrate under my mouth and in his chest where it's pressed hard against my back. I can't see his face at all, it's above me and the black wing of his hair shields him.
I need to lick him all over, take his cock into my mouth and suck him. My throat aches for him as I imagine it and my head drops back on his shoulder again, my mouth falling open as I lick my lips and feel him caress me. I'm whimpering now and I need to make him come for me and I need him to make me come. And I know we will and I'm filled with electric longing.
We move to the music locked together, each holding the other.
I want to get him away from the crowd and fuck him til we're incoherent.
I want to be held like this forever.

But, like I said, these kids are complicated . . .
His hands come down into my hair, and he pulls me gently onto his cock as my mouth opens and I take him in, holding the base of his shaft and gripping his muscular ass with my other hand to steady him. He gives a soft shuddering sigh and bucks a little into my mouth and I use my hard-won skills and take him all in, loosening my throat and my jaw, sucking and using my tongue as I slide him deeply in and out, holding and stroking his balls as he makes wordless noises of pleasure.
His hands leave my hair and I sense him gripping the shelves on each side as his legs shake and he strains forward into my mouth. He's on the edge, so close to coming as I grip him and massage his balls and suck him in harder and faster. Then he pumps erratically into my mouth, coming with a gasping shudder and I drink him in all salt and musk and Edward.
I set him to rights again as he did for me, then stand and he pulls me to him, holding me in his arms so tightly, rocking to and fro. He holds my face and kisses me and I feel wetness. I touch his cheek and feel the tracks of tears.
"Edward, you're…"
"Kiss me…" And I do. It's soft now, gentle and no tongues, and his lips are on my neck, and at my ear.
"Let me carry your books and hold your hand Bella."
"Yes." I whisper it into his mouth.
Oh Edward. What the fuck are we doing?

And Bella’s skills
are hard-won, and yes, what are they doing? Everyone in the school wants to know. This is no adult drama, where lawyers draft legal documents granting the triad rights, and where they are independently wealthy enough to tell whoever disapproves to fuck off. These are teens with deep and complicated feelings and desires, who have parents who don’t understand them and histories and lives that color everything they do, all of which is complicated by the desperate and angst filled nature of a hormonal, American teen.

Acting Out
is, frankly, one of my favorite Twi fics, period, and one of the few that I’ve read more than once. In fact, I’m currently reading it again because just looking through it for quotes for this review wasn’t enough.

So what are you still doing here? Go. Read. Enjoy. Frolic in the gardens of delight these authors have gifted us with. You won’t be disappointed.