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Apr

Daniel Gale: Cumming to America by AnnettesKitty

April 1, 2010 by · Leave a Comment

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5651534/1/Daniel_Gale_Cumming_to_America

   
Official Description: Nerdalicious Daniel Gale is saying goodbye to England and hello to the United States. Looking to reinvent himself, he is all too gratified by the corn-fed derriers of Americans. Daniel Gale/Twilight cross over, slightly crackfic, AU, AH, Prepare for Perv

Don’t miss the oddball outtakes and alternative POVs.

– fiberkitty says: Many of my followers on Twitter have asked me “who the fuck is Daniel Gale?” or “is he just another RPer?” Daniel, while yes, he is a role-played character from a story, much the same as my beloved Cowboy, he is so much more. Daniel is true to the character set out in electronic print for us to read in the story “Cumming to America.” He is this insanely innocent charmer with a love of the fleshy female form. True, some of his innocent moments ends badly, but Daniel does mean well.

“I-I am so sorry.” I looked around frantically and grabbed the handkerchief from my pocket. “Let me help you –” I began to pat at the coffee soaked blouse. “Oh my god!” She smacked my hands away. “How dare you!” She slapped my face and stormed off with her rolling luggage. Oddly enough I was totally aroused.

Having moved to the US from England, Daniel is paired up with the usual Twi crew. You have Emmett, who is larger than life although harboring his own difficult past that makes him happy to help Daniel out. The author really brings out the big teddy bear with a heart of gold side of Emmett.

“So, top or bottom?” He interrupted my thoughts and raised his brow at me. “Whaaat?” I choked. “Do you like it on the top or the bottom?” My mind instantly flashed to Emmett pinning me down and jamming what I was pretty sure would be a large penis into my ass. My cheeks immediately tightened up. “I like to be on the bottom, if that’s OK with you.” he continued. I was totally speechless.

The only time I’ve ever been speechless with this story is while laughing so hard I had tears running down my cheeks. It’s just fucking awesome- and I haven’t read much of anything in months, outside of what I beta or I’ve pimped everywhere. (There’s this amazing slash author who calls me his Kitty Pimp; I’m reading his stuff too.) I forced myself to sit and read the story after weeks of flirting with Daniel on Twitter. I figured that if he had my boobs, no, wait, my decolletage and bosom, as he refers to the photos, in his scrapbook, I should probably read the damn story. One of the things you need to be prepared for in Cumming to America: Daniel is a bit of a perv; but really, what college boy isn’t? If it has boobs, an ass, muffin top, or can make him think of Bella, he’s hard and needing to wank. The boy wanks a lot. He’s also quite fond of “Boy Butter” lubricant. I don’t want to ruin the surprise of when he uses it.

If you want to laugh until you cry, go “awww” over his naïve innocence, ache for the lustful thoughts he often gives into with a quick wank, or you just want to see what Fiberkitty is reading- I highly recommend this story. Now, when do we meet Jasper?
 
SnowWhiteHeart says: I’d like to start this review by explaining how to read this story.

First off, don’t READ it…IMMERSE yourself in the Daniel Gale experience. Begin by Youtubing “Daniel Gale”– you’ll find yourself watching sporadic minutes of a young R-Patz putzing around with some pregnant girl. He’s a freaking mess and it’s amazing. He sputters, he flubs– he’s a hot little Britsh geekward. Then, friend Daniel on Facebook. There you’ll see a variety of pictures and comments from the young lad and the plus-sized ladies he ogles. You’ll start to get an appreciation for who this chap really is. Your next step would be to follow @danielgale on Twitter. You’ll find that he’s quite cheeky and randy and loves to flirt it up with the ladies. Don’t be shy…tweet him! He’s very…responsive. /licks lips He is actually pretty great at boosting your self-esteem as well. Here is a paraphrased conversation from a few weeks ago.

Me: This is the last time I can wear my Rock and Republic jeans. I wish they made maternity. At least @danielgale would like my larger bum

Danielgale @snowwhitehearts Believe me, if I ever go the chance I’d check you out. I bet you’re glowing!

/blushes. He’s so sweet.

On your little internet trip-around-the-world a’la Daniel should take you to his scrapbook– a little internet piece of heaven. Here, darling Dan will show you what’s going on in his life.
http://danielsscrapbook.blogspot.com/ Seriously, DanielGaleH00rz really take character development seriously. The scrapbook is so many kinds of win. Please visit there on your journey. Feeling lost? Something in your life not quite right? Oh, just go to Daniel’s advice column– http://deardanielgale.blogspot.com/ Too. Fucking. Funny. Can’t. Breathe. Or. Type. Sentences. Ahh, there. Fine now. THEN, when you’ve decided you’re ALMOST ready to actually read the story…check out this. http://danielgaleh00rs.blogspot.com/2010/03/lick-me-daniel-lingerie.html Not going to discuss it. Just go forth and laugh. After you’ve made your purchase– did you buy a dozen?– then, darling, go read Daniel Gale: Cumming to America. Only once you’ve fully explored this adorable character can you truly appreciate his story.

He’s a British Geekward with a thing for curvaceous women. Now, I’ve cornered the VAMP Geekward market, but DanielGaleH00rz have created a whole new breed of Geekward to love. And, in my head, he sounds like Austin Powers. The story is laugh-out-loud funny as fuck, and Daniel’s “mummy” is as sweet as can be and LOVES getting reviews. I think she’s the most hard-working woman in the fandom. SMOOCH. Anyways, for the love of all that’s holy, go encounter the Daniel Gale Experience. You’ll thank me later. And we can discuss just how you’d like to thank me privately– wink. Sorry, Daniel gets me all kinds of randy. MWAH!
 
Kassiah says: So one day I was on twitter and Daniel Gale started flirting with me. And I really, really liked it. Then I noticed that he was flirting with everyone else and their mother, so I pouted and stopped paying attention. Some time later, he started back up and I was instantly smitten.

Then there was the lovely #readalong and I figured that I’d join in. Boy am I glad I did. The Daniel Gale experience is everything that FiberKitty and Snow are telling you it is. This story is really hilarious. I love the characterizations of everyone, especially Carlisle.

“This is advertised as a quiet floor so that students can convince their parents to let them keep living here. I’m Housing and Food Services top RA because although most students leave the dorms by the end of the second year, students on his floor stay for 3-4. I am even a licensed minister through the Universal Life Church and, before you ask, yes I am legally allowed to perform wedding cerem
onies. You know Amy, the nice rack and long legs down the hall? Her father is pretty religious so she told him I was a minister and so he lets her stay. God, if he only knew what is precious little girl was into…”

Carlisle seemed to get lost in thought for a moment, but quickly recovered. “So anyway, as students graduate I hand select the newbies each year.”

“And how were we handpicked?” I asked, perplexed.

“Well yeah… I have to select an equal number of men and women. For women, I’m particularly fond of nursing students and communications majors. For men, I aim for the geeks and gays. It’s less competition for me, so I look for little clues, you know. For example, Emmett your double major in electrical engineering and computer science told me you had a high likely hood of being a complete dweeb and you, Daniel, well you have that avatar picture of you on your email in a rainbow sweater so I figured you had a high probability of being gay….and a dweeb.”

I didn’t know what to think. “No offense though, man!” he tried to quickly recover. “I see from that vagina poster and that intriguing display of books that you may not be? Whatever it’s cool. Eric down the hall and his life partner, Tyler, were a dead giveaway since their emails were both from GayMail.”

He shrugged with a laugh. “Don’t get me wrong. I love the gays and I wholeheartedly welcome them to my floor.” He slapped his hands together and lowered his voice. “Hot chicks follow them around dancing at parties, getting all horny…and guess who is there to give them what they need at the end of the night?” He pointed to himself and answered his own question “Daddy C!”

Holly hell! Were all Americans this oversexed? I had to admit to myself though that the thought of sexually aroused women running around on my floor with few mating choices did sound rather pleasant.

Carlisle continued talking. “I feel like we are all adults here. So I turn a blind eye to alcohol at open door parties and stay out of everyone’s business and I assure you that I won’t be having educational movie nights about eating disorders. Oh, if the lights go on and off three times that means to hide your alcohol and close your doors the cops have been called. Cool? Cool!”

Definitely check out Daniel Gale. He’ll have you swooning in no time.

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25
Mar

Bad Fauxmance by Stella Luna Sky

March 25, 2010 by · Leave a Comment

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5763086/1/


Official Description: Typical formula: boy meets girl. Boy befriends girl. Boy falls in love with girl. Girl has no idea. Boy is afraid to tell her, because Boy – me, Edward Cullen – has been pretending to be gay to keep Girl’s man-hating self in his life. Rated M. AH.

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queenofgrey says: stella luna sky stole my heart with Bare. No, really, she did. I think she keeps it in a glass case somewhere, a jar, perhaps. Then she kicked it a little with The Queen of Hearts – like, she field goal-ed that shit. I mean, girl has a knack for kicking some serious emotional ass. So, when I saw that she had posted something new – Bad Fauxmance – I went into it with kneepads covering my gaping chest cavity, or something like that.

Little did I know, she’s also got a knack for tickling funny bones, & I should’ve used that kneepad to cover my mouth as it spit water across the table while I laughed. Bad Fauxmance is, easily, one of the funniest things I’ve ever read – a fantastic departure from the beautiful, poetic works she’s previously given us, & I mean that in the best way possible – with the crisp, clean writing skills of one of the best that our fandom has to offer.

It is the story of a boy, one in lust, maybe love, with Bella Swan – a simple gal, who happens to have a dislike for men. Not all men, though. She likes her gays – namely, Emmett, her own personal gay & her best pal. Now, how does our boy Eddie plan to win her over, or at least keep her around? Why, by pretending to have a penchant for peen. Clever, eh? Score one for Not-So-Gayward.

In a fandom drowning in AH fics, most of which portray Edward as a manwhore, it’s nice to come across one that uses that in a vastly different way. Edward hangs up his sluttin’ ways and lets himself be adopted by the Bear Gay to try to win the girl. Kind of sweet, right? I mean, really, what is better than that? Not a whole lot. Oh, maybe his inner monologue, which is written with such seriously spot-on boy thoughts that I’m starting to think that stella luna sky might be stella luna guy, but that’s a compliment. Either way, if you need something to brighten your day, make you laugh, and, you know, make you want to beg someone to write a heck of a lot faster than the speed of light, go get your chuckle on and read Bad Fauxmance. Two thumbs up from me, & I’d give it more, if I had extra thumbs.

SnowWhiteHeart says: Perfect recipe for making this story flamingly gay– start by having a title based off a Lady Gaga song. Check. Add an Emmett that belongs in Bear Force One (youtube it if you dare), and then have him teach a real Slutward to act gay? Hell yeah.

Bad Fauxmance is a ridiculously funny premise with an equally hilarious execution. In order to keep man-hating Bella in his life, Edward sacrifices his manly verility and becomes her gay best friend. Except he wants her– bad.

One of the funniest parts of this is how Edward acts gay so naturally– and subsequently shocks himself each time.

Then I feel a hand on my thigh, and it’s not soft and feminine.

It’s big and domineering and inching up slowly.

“Whoa, big man,” I say, oh my god, big man? “The mouth has to talk before the hands can.”

Where. Did. That. Come. From?

Please come watch this trainwreck with me. How in the world is Edward going to get in Bella’s pants if she thinks he’s gay? Once they move in together, things get more and more awkwardly hilarious.

I consider my problem as Bella chatters away happily next to me. We walk down the street in downtown Seattle, and she has her hand tucked into my arm. I’ve never known such contentment, but it has come at such a high price – my dignity.

We duck into a door, and it takes me a minute to register where I am. There are chairs connected to little tubs, and a few desks set up with small fans on them. There are cheesy pictures on the wall with women holding roses, their bright red nails on display. The whole place reeks of that shit Alice uses to take off fingernail polish, and then it hits me.

“Two pedicures, please,” says Bella to the tiny woman who asks what she can do for us. Bella looks up at me, and she must see my face. “Oh, it’s my treat, Edward. Help me pick out a color!”

Oh, the things this Edward does just to be in Bella’s presence! Big-Bear-Gay Emmett macks on him 24/7, often making lewd jokes and grinding up against him. Now a pedicure? Will the humiliation ever cease?

I love this story because even though we can assume B and E are going to end up together, I my fragile little mind can’t see how Edward won’t screw this up. :) Come take a ride on this disco stick!

Kassiah says: Ah, this story. I love Bad Fauxmance so much that when I came across it, I literally begged Stella Luna Sky to let me preread. I might have offered her sexual favors and fudge. Whatever. I’ve said this before–she’s one of the most lyrical, beautiful writers that I’ve ever read. Just like her other work, this story is amazingly well-written, but this is fucking hilarious.

I totally agree with queenofgrey, the way stella luna sky gets into Edward’s head makes me question whether or not she’s actually a guy.

“Don’t get rude,” I say, snapping my fingers. It’s not a total flourish-y snap, but it works, I think.

“Ugh,” she says, rolling her eyes. “You and Emmett have been spending too much time together.”

I shrug. “Intimidated by cocks, check.”

“I. Am. Not.” She stands up from the table.

“Yes, you are,” I taunt, standing up and gathering our plates. “Don’t worry, Bella. The cockasaurus is a vegetarian. It’ll love your bush.”

She makes this noise that’s like a groan and a scream. She’s telling me she’s exasperated, but I’m past that point. Now I’m just flirting with the girl.

“See? You love him already. What a noise. Rawr.”

She flips me the bird from the sink, and I want to take her up on that. Oh, poor girl, you have no idea what I want to do to you and your smart mouth.

“That’s okay,” I sing into her ear. “I’ll teach you, Bella. Penises are glorious things.” She has no idea that inches behind her back, mine is hard.

Whether it’s for the insanely hilarious banter, one of the most amazing Emmetts ever, the incredibly original plot, or a Bella/Edward that you just can’t figure out how it’s going to happen, I think you’ll love Bad Fauxmance.

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25
Mar

Love In My Box by CosmoandMarvar

March 25, 2010 by · Leave a Comment

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5782455/1/Love_in_My_Box


Official Description: Bella’s an intellectual free spirit and Edward is a reserved, slightly geeky med student. They have a brief, but intense encounter on Sp Brk in Miami. Can they find true love through emails? There will be lemons and laughs. Look who’s writing this!

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SweetDulcinea says: I came across Love In My Box when Kassiah tweeted the link, and it is one of the most refreshing, fun fics I have read recently. It is a sweet, charming, and hilarious story by Marvar, who writes the EPOVs and Cosmogirl7481, who writes Bella. Together, they go by cosmoandmarvar, and they are truly one of the most delightful collab teams I have ever read. So far, the story is 4 chapters, but it only takes the first one to hook readers. Told mostly through a series of e-mail correspondence, readers learn that Edward and Bella have had some sort of “recent sexual encounter” as Edward puts it, and though they live across the country from one another, he is tenaciously determined to court her.

I hope you don’t think me strange for emailing you like this, but I have this feeling I can’t explain. It’s like an ache in my chest. I had a cardiogram, which revealed no abnormalities. All follow up tests ruled out any type of medical condition. I also had a full battery of tests which proved me to be free from all sexually transmitted diseases. I hope this pleases you (My classmates and I used my dilemma as a learning opportunity during our lab).

Therefore, I have concluded that since this pain began the day you left me, it must be related somehow. I’m considering writing a paper about it.

Bella’s response to the admitted internet stalking is surprised and flattered, and from the beginning, it’s clear that her honesty and blunt tongue are the makings of an enchanting virtual romance.

I would like to keep corresponding with you via email. I think it was a very romantic gesture. Thank you for making it.

You said that you hadn’t been able to stop thinking about me now and you asked if I thought about you. I want you to know that I have thought about you on more than one occasion. I think about you, still. I hope that’s not too much.

Edward’s devotion to scientific study make him endearing and funny to both the readers and Bella, and her desire to get to know this man she only met once perfectly fits her characterization as a Women’s Lit grad student (and hopeless romantic by default). Geekward and fluff lovers should run, not walk to this fic.

With each email, I promise that you will find yourself laughing and swooning with these adorkable characters.

AmeryMarie says: Oh, my fuck! Love this fic. I love Awkwardella I think it may be the geekiest most awkwardly cute Bella and Edward I have ever read. Ever. I am not a giggler, but I have to be honest when I say I giggled all the way through this fic.

I mean, come on! Is this not the nerdiest, brainiest flirting ever…

Yes, I do know about the size variance in body parts – it is rather common. But reading about it in textbooks and doing a physical examination are two different things. (I wasn’t speaking about doing an exam on you, Bella. That would be a conflict of interest and not to mention extremely distracting.) I cannot speak to the sensitivity issue as I have not had enough experience with the female areolae and nipples – except for yours of course, which are extraordinary and not the norm. If we’re being honest, I believe all of your features are exceptional.

If I may be so bold, I think about you everyday and every night – most thoughts are chaste – I can’t give you a precise ratio of chaste to sexual, especially when you write about your low-cut tank tops and blushing breasts. You have made quite an impression on me.

I especially love the dynamic of Bella being the more sexually aggressive of the two of them, but without coming off as superior to him or less geeky.

I agree about the hands-on experience. Your hands were perfect on my breasts, Edward, though I would never want to create a conflict of interest by your performing an exam on me. But, don’t you think it would be a little fun to play doctor? You know…before you actually become one, that is. Thank you for complimenting my blushing breasts. I assure you…my nipples have never been more flattered. My areolae are shy and refusing to comment. (However, they write about you in their journal every night).

And if I am being honest, you have a particular body part that was spectacularly, outstanding. Or spectacular when it stood out…prominently…generously. I’m very good with adjectives. (Lit major.) I could describe that particular part of you endlessly. Seriously, I could go on at great length. Just like your…well, you know.

This fic is only five chapters in, but it seems like its going to be a fun, happy, fic.

MF’er says: Not even gonna lie, from day one, I have been pimping this fic like it’s gonna get me paid. After Cosmo and Marvar sent us a teaser here at Fictionators and I read this line:

As far as not knowing what “got into you” that night, I hope you remember, um, that it was me. Right? ? I mean, I didn’t get it all the way in, but I can try harder next time. I really hope there will be a next time.

I was hooked. I ran to Twitter and everywhere else I could and was begging people to read with me (and I’ll keep doing it, too).

As the description says, the story starts after an intense night on Spring Break in Miami shared between our two protagonists, the lovably adorkable Edward Masen who is now suffering from chest pains (though, he’ll tell you he’s run all of the appropriate tests and can confirm that he’s fine) and the beautifully smelling young lady who’s a little naughty and a lot funny, Isabella Swan.

Immediately after you begin reading, you’ll find out that Edward has done some… unconventional things to track down his lost sweetheart in order to get to know her better, and he’s sending her an e-mail, asking her to get to know him.

I hope you don’t think me strange for emailing you like this, but I have this feeling I can’t explain. It’s like an ache in my chest. I had a cardiogram, which revealed no abnormalities. All follow up tests ruled out any type of medical condition. I also had a full battery of tests which proved me to be free from all sexually transmitted diseases. I hope this pleases you (My classmates and I used my dilemma as a learning opportunity during our lab).

Therefore, I have concluded that since this pain began the day you left me, it must be related somehow. I’m considering writing a paper about it.

So, Bella, please tell me you’ll correspond with me. Just try to get to know me.

Who could possibly turn down that kind of offer, right? What comes after that is a series of e-mails between these two characters. We get to look in while they get to know each other and eventually get glimpses into the night they met and what happened during their ‘encounter.’

I could quote so many sweet, adorable and hilarious lines for you, but I would keep you here reading for a while and it would be faster if you just went and read the story
instead. I promise you’ll laugh, swoon and fall just as hard for these characters as I have.

Go read and leave these girls some love in their boxes.

SnowWhiteHeart says: So, I’m going to start with an FYI: the prologue of Love In My Box will have you in stitches. Scratch that– the first LINES from this story will have you embarrassing yourself at your desk at work. In fact, you may need to resign if you read this there. (Please, please read the subject line).

From: Edward Masen
To: Isabella Swan
Re: Recent sexual encounter

Dear Bella,

I hope you are indeed the same Isabella Swan I met in Miami on March 12. If you aren’t, I apologize and you may delete this message forthwith.

If you are indeed her, I pray that you are well.

What is the weather like in Berkeley? Never mind, I can Google it. I don’t know why I’m asking inane questions when I really just want to know if we could start communicating with each other.

After you left, you know, that morning, I’ve thought about you. I wanted to find you, but all I knew was your name and what college you went to. I had to do quite a bit of investigation to find you. Luckily I’m well versed in Berkeley’s computer operating system. A few clicks, a buffer overflow, and a backdoor, and there you were. Incidentally, your ID photo is quite flattering.

Holy crap, that’s how you start a story. Love in My Box begins as a series of emails between Edward and Bella, who had a one-night-stand on Spring Break. Clearly, these two are not used to random hookups, as evidenced by their hilariously awkward electronic interactions.

To answer your question – I picked you because you are the loveliest woman I had ever seen. Period. The other women in the bar were faceless. . .nameless. . . non-existent. You shone like a bright star across my universe. I hope that wasn’t too corny. My thoughts may be trite, but they are completely sincere.

As you know, I don’t really have a “suave” way of speaking to women. That’s one of the reasons why I spend so much time alone. My ex-girlfriend said I didn’t have any ‘game’ (among other things) when she broke up with me. After I realized that she wasn’t talking about soccer, I consulted the Urban Dictionary online and realized that she was correct. I don’t have ‘game.’

How cute is this Edward? He slays me. He’s so clueless and completely candid– love it. For the first few chapters, you’re piecing together their night in Miami from context clues, and then, recently, the lovely authors of this story gave us a little first-person perspective that was very enlightening.

“Brown hair, Bambi eyes, rocking body -three ‘o clock. Shit, she just glanced at you Edward, you might have a shot,” my best friend Emmett speaks with a touch of incredulity in his voice.

Emmett means well but his taste in women is suspect. After all, he introduced me to Jessica.

“I can find my own women, thank you,” I huff and look in the opposite direction. I take a swig of the swill the barkeep is calling wine these days.

“Jesus, Ed, can you order a more manly drink? Like a pina colada or something? The chicks are going to think you’re playing for the wrong team,” he mutters over his yard of beer. It is quite literally a yard. How do people drink this much?

“Emmett, you know I’m not much of a drinker. I don’t like to lose control of my faculties.”

But, as we already know, Edward did indeed lose his faculties. And his pants.

Anyways, this story is a real treat because of its unique format and adorable Edward, so read it and subscribe to it, and you’ll get plenty of Love in your Box.

Kassiah says: Well what else can I say? Everyone already took my favorite quotes lol. I just want to add that I’ve been on the Marvar and Cosmo bandwagons for quite some time, and I am thrilled that they’ve joined forces to write this story. It’s one of my favorites–definitely a must read!

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25
Mar

Marked by Whitlock-Masen

March 25, 2010 by · 2 Comments

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5465716/1/Marked

http://twilighted.net/viewstory.php?sid=8515


Official Description: Edward Masen is a self-sufficient, independently wealthy man with a PhD in Social Anthropology. When he meets a man named Jasper, he is shaken by the disappointment he feels when Jasper is apparently an impossibility. ExJ, Slash, OOC

Don’t miss the one-shot that inspired it all.

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subtlepen says: I’ve followed (stalked, really) Naelany since chapter one of At the Deep End, and SorceressCirce since chapter one of Just One of the Guys, and fell in love with both of them as writers. Nae creates loving, strong, endearing boys that aren’t just slashy ‘chicks with dicks,’ and Circe has an amazing way with delicate material, a sensitive hand at conveying complex emotions and weaving realistic relationships. As a collab, their work is guaranteed to be heartstring-pulling, sigh-inducing, and smoking hot. Marked lives up to that promise.

The original O/S begins with Edward’s recollections of meeting a superficially boring-looking Jasper at a tattoo parlor (where Edward is doing research for a photography book on body modifications), given to us as flashbacks woven into the present day. We see Edward lust over Jasper during his tatt session, and afterward invite Jasper to model for his book. Although he is attracted to Jasper, he has no idea if Jasper is gay, or attracted in return. On parting, Edward overhears a conversation that leads him to believe Jasper is, in fact, straight and expecting a child.

The photo shoot several days later smolders, thick with tension and innuendo, banter just on the edge of flirtation, and enough ogling of Jasper’s physique and ink to make the reader a quivering mess. Edward’s understated internal dialogue and lustful observations from behind the lens propel us forward in a way that makes Edward completely endearing and satisfyingly real:

“Good…now lean back in the chair…there you go. Remember, do whatever feels right…” My voice was low as Jasper shifted, slumping down in the chair and resting his head against the back. He raised both his arms, letting them fall casually overhead, and the sight of his toned abs stretched out on display was too much. I envisioned going to him, covering his body with mine and kissing that tempting place just under his jaw. I could nearly feel Jasper’s hands running along my sides and down my back before they cupped my ass, squeezing roughly as he thrust his hips into mine and kissed me passionately.

He arched an eyebrow at me through the viewfinder, and I realized I was motionless, rooted to the floor as I forced my fantasy away. I quickly snapped a few pictures to try to capture that playful, amused expression on his face as I said quietly, “Looking good, Jasper…” I continued giving instructions, trying to cover my embarrassment.

The O/S concludes with a f***hot bit of Edward self-love, fantasizing as he looks at the photos he’s just taken of Jasper. Afterward, he decides that there was just enough ambiguity in their interactions to give him hope, and he looks forward to one more meeting with Jasper and figuring out if the man he assumed was off-limits and impossible might be Mr. Possible, after all.

While it stands alone beautifully as a one-shot, it practically begged to be continued. Thankfully, it is. We are now 14 chapters in, and have been treated to the development of their relationship from the early awkward days of the photo shoot, to admitting their mutual attraction, then progressing as their intimacy, and their bond, deepens. This story offers two beautiful, intelligent, successful men, living their lives with a missing part, hoping they’ve found it with someone new.

Naelany and SorceressCirce deliver hot Tattward and Inksper by the bucket load, but they make sure they’re people, men, with hearts and thoughts and lives we can understand and relate to, first and foremost. We are given wonderful side characters that add to the story without distracting us from the main event; Mike, Kate, Emily and a truly precious Bella among my favorites. There are hints at painful prior relationships that we can all relate to without adding unnecessary drama, while adding a layer of mystery that keeps me intrigued. While the ‘boys’ are currently together, there is always the underlying tension of a fragile new relationship – can they make it last, will Jasper’s past keep him from moving forward, can Edward hang on long enough for Jasper to really let him in…

And then, of course, there is the sexing. Let me tease you with just a snippet of an early encounter:

I took him in hand, but he pulled away, making me frown as I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He grinned down at me lazily, his hands hooking into the waist of my pants as he tugged. I lifted my hips, and he pulled them down my thighs, moving to the end of the couch so he could remove them completely.

“Oh, hell yes.” I gave him a crooked grin as I ripped my shirt off over my head, running my fingers through my hair as I lay back to watch Jasper get rid of the rest of his clothes. My eyes roamed his form, my hand automatically going to my cock as I stroked myself, appreciating the sight of his toned body. I was especially drawn to the tattoo on his chest again and the way the metal stood out against his darkened nipples, but I lowered my gaze, biting my bottom lip as I reached out with my other hand to trace the V leading down to his dick, standing tall and thick.

Makes your mouth water, no?

I am blown away with every generously long new chapter by how effortless the storytelling seems, how natural the dialogue, how honest their interactions, and how familiar their emotions. There isn’t anything here that is supernatural, no horrible hidden skeletons, no gut-wrenching angst (yet?), no trumped-up scenarios. While that statement might not draw you in, I urge anyone that appreciates true romance to give this story a try. Hell, even if you aren’t a fan of romance, anyone that’s interested in elegant, subtle storytelling needs to read this. It’s a beautiful thing to watch a relationship develop so realistically when so many stories beat us over the head with melodrama and secrets and jealousy. This isn’t just great sexy slash. It’s well crafted fiction we can all learn from.

…and fall in love with.

SnowWhiteHeart says: Ok, let me set a little scene for you. Innocent little Snow White is sitting at her computer and chatting with some of her Twitter friends. She found out that some of her friends wrote “slash”. It was early on in her fanfic career, and she hadn’t heard of the term “slash”. When finally figure out what it meant, she thought to herself, “I don’t think I’d like to read about Edward and a guy.”

Flash-forward to today, when I’m positively salivating over Marked. I initially read it because I knew the two awesome girls who wrote it, and to be honest, my curiosity got the best of me. I thought it would feel oh-so-wrong…but it was definitely right.

In Marked, Edward is a pierced and tatted photographer who takes pictures of tattoos for his book. Jasper is seemingly a straight-laced businessman, but b
eneath his pressed shirts and tie, he’s anything but straight-laced. Or straight. Once Edward sees Jasper’s tattoo, it’s enough to send him over the edge.

I watched impassively as he unbuttoned his shirt, but when he tossed it to the wall beside me, a delicious fragrance wafted over – slightly sweet, just a little zesty with a hint of citrus, and…something…some undertone I couldn’t place but that smelled very familiar. The mystery ingredient was forgotten when I glanced back at Jasper and caught sight of him in a thin white undershirt. The dark shadow of a tattoo spread across his chest on the left side, and the twin outlines of nipple rings made my eyes widen.

God damn.

As much as I enjoyed the aesthetics of beautiful tattoos, there was something primal about piercings that evoked a visceral reaction from me every time. The feel of metal biting into the soft flesh of my lips, the metallic, tangy flavor…I swallowed against the saliva invading my mouth as I forced my eyes back up to Jasper’s face just in time to watch it disappear as he took off the undershirt. That, too, landed on the wall beside me.

He motioned me forward with a simple hand gesture and a “See?”

I stepped toward him, stopping a few inches away as I examined the first one. The black ink of the tattoo was dark, a moonless midnight against the fairer skin of his chest. I looked closer, catching that tantalizing scent again. The design was abstract, a mix of thick curves and angles. The only parts I could be sure of were a wing and what must be a head. “So what is it?”

“A phoenix.” His answer was curt, the playfulness in his voice gone.

This is from the first chapter, which is from the original Marked, which is a one-shot. I’m so glad they turned it into a multi-chapter fic. I had– HAD– to know what happened to these two hot and sexy fellas.

And I was truly shocked to see that I didn’t care that Bella wasn’t with Edward. This pairing, which I later found out is a common occurance in slash, is just meant to be. They’re sweet, they’re hot, and they’re RED SOX FANS! WOOOO! (Is my Boston showing?) Anyhow, Marked shouldn’t be missed, regardless of whether you’re a slash-a-holic or a little innocent like I was so long ago.

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Six Silent Goodbyes by VivaViva

March 18, 2010 by ·

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5297800/1/Six_Silent_Goodbyes
http://twilighted.net/viewstory.php?sid=7202
Word Count: 33,542


Official Description: Bella never got a goodbye from each of the Cullens in New Moon… right? New Moon, canon.

Be sure to check out Broken Lullaby, EPOV of Six Silent Goodbyes.

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BQOTFU says: One of the stories that captured my attention late last year was Six Silent Goodbyes by VivaViva.

This story stays within canon and takes place during the beginning of New Moon. It’s not easy to write from six different points of view, but VivaViva pulls it off flawlessly. Not only does she delve into the minds of each of the Cullens, for the exception of Edward, but we are able to view each one of them in a different light. We know how Bella felt when Edward said his final goodbye and his reactions, but unable to explore the impact that the decision of leaving had on each one of them, until now.

VivaViva digs deep into their consciousness while keeping them within canon.

The story begins with Alice. Throughout her point-of-view the future shifts constantly, never knowing what Edward has decided. Until the moment he makes a firm decision and everything falls into place: “The future unexpectedly snapped into place and the road ahead was once again straight and still. Edward’s mind was made up, the plans were set, the disorienting fog in my head was gone, and I was furious.” The rest of the chapter explores Alice’s anger, sadness and acceptance.

The writer continues with Jasper and scrutinizes his guilt. She presents his softer side and his feelings regarding Bella. In the end, he is the one who keeps something of sentimental value that is tangible of Bella’s time with the Cullens.

Next she tackles Rosalie who has never agreed with Edward’s relationship with “that human girl.” At first glance, anyone would think Rosalie was jealous, but as we continue reading we discover a very complex character who’s exterior is tough, but her core is tender, delicate and accessible. “It was easy to throw out criticism and insults off the top of my head to mask what lay beneath, whether it was sadness or hurt feelings. I left it up to others to interpret my actions and read between they lines if they could. I would much rather be thought of as mean than vulnerable.”

Chapter four begins with Emmett’s point of view and as much as Edward and Emmett may bicker, this chapter gives us an entirely new perspective of their relationship.

“Edward took me for my first hunt, he held me back when I tried to drink from a human, and comforted me after I broke free of his grasp… We may not be biologically related, but I could never ask for a better brother… Using his gift to guide and encourage, never prying or betraying secrets.”

As much as Emmett cares for Bella he understands the Cullens must stay together.

“This part of my life was over, and Bella’s fate was out of my hands, no matter how much I wished otherwise. I had chosen Edward, just as I should have.”

Family sticks together and venom is thicker than water, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t heartache.

Emmett’s final line says it all “Goodbye, kid. Don’t fall too much…no one will be there to catch you.”

The last two chapters are the heart and head of the Cullen household.

Esme’s and Edward’s relationship as mother and son is shown to us on a deeper level.

“The weight of the world had appeared on his shoulders nearly overnight, like I blinked and the happy boy I loved was gone, and I was unable to recognize his replacement. Edward brooding I was used to, but Edward coming undone was entirely foreign to me. I was unsure of what to do.

“Esme,” he croaked. “Mom…”

He could not find the words to continue, but he did not have to, I already understood. I wrapped my arms around his frame and pulled him to me as close as I could, as he finally took his hands off the piano. It was the end of Bella’s lullaby.”

As his mother, she tries to hold him and comfort him. But who will comfort her?

She chooses the piano as a means to express herself, “I called “The Opus of Failure.”

‘C’ equaled rage.

‘D’ equaled pain.

‘B’ equaled loss.

‘G’ equaled despair.

“Goodbye, sweetheart. Without you, we’re incomplete.”

The final chapter ends with Carlisle’s goodbye. His frustration is apparent; not only because of Edward’s decision but also because of the sentences he placed on his family.

“My family had been shaken to the core in just a matter of seconds. The peace and happiness in our home, which had been formulated so scrupulously by Edward’s joy, was being left behind to wash away with the endless Washington rain.

It was the end of optimism.

There was a shift in the world and I was responsible yet again…”

Carlisle debates with himself, Bella or Edward, we know who he chose.

“Goodbye. I hope you find your happy ending.”

SnowWhiteHeart says: Six Silent Goodbyes is not only a great story, but a really superior exercise in POV. VivaViva does an excellent job narrating Edward’s New Moon departure from each Cullen’s point of view. Each family member has a truly distinct voice, without being cliche or sounding like something we’ve heard a million times. Alice talking about shopping? Never. Instead, VivaViva incorporates their personality into their thoughts seamlessly. This segment from Alice’s POV was very refreshing to me.

“I haven’t seen this in awhile,” Jasper murmured, twirling my wedding ring around the third finger of my left hand. It had been months since I wore it last.

When we had first married, no one paid much attention to a young, newlywed couple. In comparison to us sharing a house with five other people and the uneasy vibes we gave off, being married young was the most normal thing about Jasper and me in the eyes of the public. It was almost mundane.

But as the 60′s started to wind down and marrying early fell out of vogue, I began to hide my ring for the sake of blending in. Sometimes I wore it on a chain under my shirt, other times as a charm on one of my bracelets. It even made a brief appearance on my key chain alongside the key to my ’73 Monte Carlo.

Eventually though, even my “wedding necklace” and my “marriage bracelet” became too conspicuous as collared, long-sleeved shirts were replaced by the more form-fitting, halter neck dresses of the disco era. To maintain the human pretense, wearing my ring of polished white gold and diamonds everyday became a thing of the past. It now took up residence in the back of my desk drawer and only saw the light of day when I was in need of extra comfort.

“I felt like wearing it,” I replied, holding my hand up slightly with splayed fingers. The diamonds on the band glinted dimly in the light as I beca
me entranced with it, tracing the leaf-shaped pattern with my eyes over and over again.

“Hmmm… I like it when you wear it.”

He resumed twirling my ring around and around, the band tickling the junction where the base of my finger met my palm. It was an incredibly small gesture, but one of stunning intimacy. My husband was proudly proclaiming me his wife all over again, while we huddled together in between his sock drawer and our overflowing laundry hamper.

Here, we get precious insight into Alice’s life. We see a fresh bit of info that sheds light on her character without being overly-Alice. A touching moment with Jasper becomes a calm before the storm as the events of Edward’s departure shake all their lives.

Part of what’s so great about this story is the theme that regardless of the circumstances that surround our loved ones, our lives are still our own. We see each family member mourning the loss of Edward’s human love, but each and every one has their own life to worry about. To me, that makes the fictional Cullens very real in this story. Normally, it’s simply Rosalie who is self-absorbed, but here, we simply see that Edward is disrupting their lives, and although they love both Bella and Edward, his choice is affecing his family negatively. Ironically enough, I love how human it is.

The segment that touched me probably the most was Emmett’s, surprisingly. While I was expecting waterworks reading Alice’s and Esme’s chapters, it was Emmett’s brotherly love for Bella that caused me to bust out the Kleenex. Here, we see Emmett’s adorable frustration while shopping for groceries– trying to make their move across country look more realistic.

I let out an incoherent cry of aggravation at my disobedient thoughts, earning me an inquisitive glance from another patron until he caught me looking at him and scurried away, eager to be out of my off-putting presence. I paused by the doors in the refrigerated section, resting my palms against the glass and pressing my weight onto my hands. I let the cold settle around me in an invisible embrace, as I filled my head with images of pasteurized milk and wondered at the differences between 2 percent and non-fat.

But like many times over the past 38 hours, I quickly slipped back into thoughts of Bella and my own unhappiness.

Being around Bella was as comfortable as breathing in my opinion, despite the effort it required. Yes, her blood and fragility made for a potentially lethal situation, but that all got pushed to the back of my mind when I spent time with her. When she looked at me, I knew she saw Emmett, her friend Emmett. I wasn’t vampire Emmett, I wasn’t dangerous Emmett, and I wasn’t untrustworthy Emmett, I was just a man. With Bella, I was as close to feeling human as I could ever be.

It was easy to forget my more sinister inner nature, because she forgot it too.

I allowed myself the luxury of vanishing into my Bella-centric memories one last time.

He goes on to describe a scene of him goofing off with Bella, and it’s just adorable. Their touching brother-sister relationship, as Emmett points out, is just as close as Alice’s and Edward’s, which I thought was a great analogy. So, if you’re in the mood for a story with a very creative format and very realistic Cullens, I suggest Six Silent Goodbyes.

Kassiah says: NGL, I hadn’t planned on reading this fic. Then I read BQOTFU and SnowWhiteHeart‘s amazing reviews and realized I couldn’t not read it. Six Silent Goodbyes is one of the most well-written, beautiful pieces of fiction that I have ever read. I just want everyone to read it, right now.

I wanted to pick out parts from each POV to share with you but don’t want to overwhelm you. Really, this is a short fic and a must-read for any Twilight fan. I love how VivaViva answered some questions for me, like how canon-Alice was able to leave Forks without telling Bella goodbye and what took place in the time between when Edward dropped Bella off at home following her ill-fated birthday party and when they go to school the next morning. This story is very thought-provoking, especially dealing with Emmett’s relationship with Bella, and Carlisle’s steadfast support of Edward.

Surprisingly, I had a hard time choosing a POV that was my favorite–they all offer such wonderful insight not only into their characters, but to Edward and Bella’s relationship, as well. I love them all, even Rosalie’s . One of my very favorite parts came from JPOV, which is in Chapter 2:

To make matters worse, Alice was insisting on thoroughly documenting the night. I was dreading having photos of an event that could so easily take a turn for the worst, but I knew Alice had been inspired by what she saw on T.V. and wanted to have as much of a “human experience” as possible. I could not deny her.

That was how I found myself clicking a camera shutter at Alice’s bidding.

Edward spoon feeding Bella ice cream. Click.

Bella throwing said ice cream at Edward when he laughed at her explanation of the wonders of the frozen treat. Click.

Edward trying and failing to coax Bella into dancing with him. Click.

When one camera was finished, Alice would hand me another. If Emmett were there, he would have called me “whipped hardcore,” but I was actually enjoying it.

I cannot tell you how much I want you to read this fic. It is, without a doubt, very worth your time, and I highly recommend it.

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