Tuesday's Best 9/25/12

Yes, I know I'm only about 12 hours late with the post today. What can I say? Mornings suck.

Please be sure to check out the tidbits at the end of the recs. There are some blog news and contest info there.

Without further ado...

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Slash Guest Author Rec - bmango

First of all, I’d like to say thank you to naelany and the rest of the TwiSlash ladies for the invite to write a recommendation. I may have gone a little overboard. *sheepish smile* Next, I have to warn people, due to the fact that ALL of the slashy fics I’ve been reading lately have already been rec’d, I’ve picked a small selection of fics (mostly het) that have me completely hooked.

Tuesday's Best - March 9th, 2010

Welcome to TwiSlash Unveiled

Tuesday's are for the best slash stories we can find and this Tuesday is no different. Naelany and I are here to present you with a few FUCKAWESOME tales that will get your hearts to sing and your juices to flow.

Sorry this is late. Donna aka Whitlock's Girl got sidetracked by her poor abandoned Emmett/Jasper story Second Chance at Forever and kinda forgot about the blog for a bit. OOPS! *blushes*

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Donna's Pick of the Week...

Red Corvette

by hexumhunnie311

Hexumhunnie's Red Corvette is my story for the week. Now I know this story is just a two-shot, but it's so fabulous. I love Emmett and Jasper stories, as most of you know, and they are few and far between. So, when I came across this one I just had to jump on it.

The way that hexumhunnie311 has told of Jasper's feelings for Emmett and Emmett's awakening knowledge of his sexuality and orientation is just so sweet and beautiful. Unlike Jasper, who outted himself in his early high school years, Emmett doesn't realize that his disinterest in girls is due to him being gay and not that the girls just aren't that interesting to him. Once Jasper is on the scene though, Emmett's attraction to him is so strong and the feelings that Jasper evokes in him are undeniable.

Give hexumhunnie311's Red Corvette a go. It's so great that it took home the Slash BackSlash contest's Best Kiss award.

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Naelany brings you...

A Roll of the Dice

by TheLadyInGrey42

Who here doesn't love themselves a hot Geekward?

Or a hot Geeksper?

How about both?

Yeah, I figured that would get your attention. SorceressCirce loves them, too, and TheLadyInGrey42 took SC's love for them, added in some D&D and a bit of UST and came up with this fuckhot diddy as a birthday present for SC. Now, it's been a few weeks, of course, but damn if it isn't something to come back to. Again. And again. And again...I'm sorry...where was I?

Oh, yes! A Roll of the Dice! Edward and his friends are playing D&D (Dungeons & Dragons, for those of you who don't know what that means, it's a role-playing game...no, not that kind, ya pervs!) at his house. Only Edward has a minor problem. He has a crush. On his best friend. And his DM (okay, I'm throwing lingo around here, but trust me, read the fic and you'll get the explanations at the end. That alone is worth it, right? Well, okay, maybe not, but the story will be!).

What would happen if you let your decisions in life be based on a roll of the dice? Literally? That is what Edward is going to find out. The result of his cast? Well...let's just say that it's a good thing Edward has a DM that knows his modifiers.

I finger the edges of the dice repeatedly. Compulsively, really. From time to time I let the D20 roll out over the padded surface of the table, pretending that life has will saves and that if I just roll high enough then maybe somehow I'll be brave. But every time I roll to try to get up the conviction to kiss him, I always roll a one. A botch.


Because kissing my dungeon master - my best friend - my Jasper - would be the definition of a botch.


Frustrated, I push away from the table, needing air. The other boys at the table scarcely acknowledge the motion, too involved in calculating damage and planning future moves.


I remember how I used to be at our monthly games. How I too would obsess over the stats on my gear, the attacks I would use, the best place to put my points when I leveled up. Pushing my glasses up my nose and rubbing my hands over the stubble on my chin, I obsess about his body now, about the way his ass looks in his jeans when he gets up to stretch. About what it might be like to put my hands through the curls of sweet blond hair and nuzzle my nose there.


I grab a Mountain Dew from the fridge, and seeing that his glass is empty, I pick another one up for him. The cold sweat of the can is a relief against my forehead, an attempt to tame the flush on my face and the aggravating arousal that stirs in my jeans every time his tongue darts out between his lips. He licks his thumb so he can flip through the pages in the Dungeon Master's Guide, and watching him from behind the bar, I stifle a moan. My hand palms my cock through my pants, shifting it to a more comfortable position before I prepare myself to return to the table.


Chasing calm, I set the soda down beside him and try not to let the longing on my face show through when he smiles his thanks, a vision of dimples and piercing blue eyes making everything in me clench and my hard-on swell.


"Thanks, Ed," he whispers, and there's a fraction of a second when our fingertips are brushing against each other on the side of the can. I linger with my hand next to his for just a second too long, looking for something in those eyes, only it's still not there.


The die slips from between my fingers.


A two.


A two is better than a one. But it's still not enough.

Mmmm, seriously...why are you still here? Go and read this fic. Like, right now. Run! And don't forget to bring your towels!!

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So, there you have it. Another Tuesday filled with TwiSlash Unveiled's picks of the week. Hope you remembered your towel. If not, don't send us the dry cleaning bill, we warned you.

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Also, don't forget about TwiSlash Unveiled's One Shot contest. The deadline for submitting your FuckHot Slash stories is March 14th. For more information, click the link on the top right hand side of the page, or shoot us an email to twislash@gmail.com. We'll be happy to answer any questions you might have.

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Tuesday's Best ~ 12-29-2009

Welcome To TwiSlashUnveiled!

Tuesdays we bring you the best slash stories we can find, and we have come up with some good ones today. Get ready, grab some towels, get comfortable and enjoy! We have, and we know you will, too.

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Whitlock's Girl's up first, and she brings you:

Time Turns Elastic by YogaGal

Time Turns Elastic was written for the FML challenge as a sample writing and OH! MY! GOD! is it a perfect example of a FML moment in life. In high school, Edward Masen, after realizing he's gay, overhears a conversation between his parents about homosexuality. This conversation leads him to closet himself until college. After meeting his "Angel Boy", Jasper, he decides to come out to his parents. Unfortunately, his coming out doesn't go as planned.

Time Turns Elastic would be a beautiful story to continue into a full blown fic. I'd love to find out if Edward's wishes at the end come true and how he deals with the situation he's now in.

I loved Time Turns Elastic for many reasons, but I think that what I like about it most is how realistic it is and how well YogaGal writes this one shot. She's definitely not a novice. She's written multiple stories for the Southern Vampire Mystery fandom. She also has another slash story that she's written for the TwiFandom which features Edward and Jasper as well. According to Nae, she was a nervous wreck when writing slash, but I must say she has nothing to worry about.

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Yeah, okay, so you should know I have to add my 2-cents' worth for just a moment. I'm with Whitlock's Girl on this one. I would love to see this story continued, too. I'm dying to know what happens next with poor Edward and Jasper.

So while I'm sitting right over here, crossing my fingers and anxiously waiting to find out, why don't I tell you about what I've found for you today? Sound good?

I am beginning to really, really like the contests out there right now. Or rather, the stories that have been coming from them. I found another - to me - precious gem, and I can't wait to share it with you. Not only is this Edward and Jasper, but there's tattoos and some BDSM involved, too. Can things get any better than that? Didn't think so ;)

His Mark Upon My Life by theladyingrey42

Jasper is Edward's sub. It's hard to describe what's going on without giving anything away. I know, I know, I keep saying that, but dangit it's true! Here's something to wet your whistle with though.

As always, I keep my eyes averted, my gaze low. Anticipating the pain, I meditate on his feet, repeatedly tracing the lines of his black leather shoes, meticulously polished to a low and glossy shine. In the reflections of the scattered lights around the studio, I imagine I can see his cool green eyes, alive with the fire he is possessed by whenever he knows he owns me. Whenever he knows my submission to his desires is complete.

"Jasper," he breathes, low and husky, the very sound of it awakening me from my reverie, instantly alert and ready to react in whatever way it is that he demands of me.

"Yes, Sir?"

"I do not usually grant opportunities for … reconsideration … but given the nature of what I have planned for you, in this one case I will make an exception. Answer me truthfully; you understand what you have agreed to?"

I gulp, brushing aside my hesitation, knowing full well how it will displease him. The tone of his voice, the haughty, domineering quality of it only reminds me of my vulnerability here.

But it is only my permission, my submission, that allows him to behave like this.

It is my submission that gives me power.

"Yes, Sir," I reply, a calm steadiness to my words that surprises even me.

The fire and the pride in his voice rages, as he whispers quietly, resonantly, "You have no idea how much you please me."

What, exactly, is Jasper allowing to happen that pleases Master Edward so? What pain is Jasper about to endure as he submits himself to his Master? theladyingrey42 has done an excellent job portraying both Jasper, and Edward as we see him through Jasper's eyes. I'm sure you'll enjoy getting to know these two. And if you're like me, you'll wish that there were pretty pictures to go with this story so well told. ;)

Enjoy!

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So there you have it, ladies and gents. Another Tuesday with more awesome tales to read. Now just keep in mind that we warned you ahead of time, so any drycleaning that needs doing after reading this week's recs...you're on your own!