resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Default)
How do y'all feel about stories that are tagged for every different sex act? Wall Sex, Blowjob, Handjob, Anal Fingering, like that?

It bugs me so much that I notice I've actually begun to train my eyes not to look at tags at all. It seems so crass; describing a love story by detailing sex acts seems like describing a human being by breaking down the chemical content.

And yet, on the other hand, searchability! I can easily see how you might sit down at the computer one night and say, "Wow, I'm really in the mood to do a search on Clothed Frottage."
resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Default)
Things I'm thinking while reading sex scenes (in ascending order of frequency)

1. Not thinking at all. Laughing, crying, aroused, and elated. OMG. Wow.

2. Eee, this is just what they need! This puts back together the heart that the first part of the story broke. I'm so happy now!

3. This is really well done. Wish I'd thought of it.

4a. What, all that buildup for two paragraphs that don't even tell me what specific act they're doing?
4b. What, two paragraphs of buildup and the entire rest of the story is finger-by-finger detail of sex between two people who are already aware they're in love?

5. Wait, you don't mean to tell me he's going to reward that sort of behavior? Oh, lord, he is.

6. [skim skim skim]

7. Nope. [back arrow]

8. Hm. Other people's arms must be a lot longer than mine are.

Hangups

Sep. 2nd, 2013 02:17 pm
resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Default)
Enough real life. Let's play a game.

You give me a fannish character I'm reasonably familiar with, and for that person I will give you a hangup. You know: a sexual dysfunction, an unexpected inhibition or aversion, some perfectly ordinary thing he/she simply cannot handle.

If I'm *not* familiar with your character, maybe some other reader will join in.

-----

We have requests that I'm unable to fill:
Joe Dawson
John Winchester
Reese or Finch
Christopher Chant

Anybody want to take these on?
resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Default)
From [livejournal.com profile] veronamay, a meme on "kink in fic." Or, in other words, an invitation to muse at length on what turns me on. No, that doesn't appeal in the slightest, does it?

Creature/Aliens: If this is in the sense of Aliens Made Them Do It? I'm a fan, and I've already yammered on about why, and posted recs.

If this is in the sense of characters loving aliens? or of characters becoming or being aliens? (which would cover some forms of wingfic, pon farr fic, etc.) -- still a fan.

I love the idea of a human learning his/her way around an alien's body and sexual response. I love the amount of experimenting, talking, questioning that this would require -- "Does this work for you? What happens when I do this?"

I also love the idea that an alien among humans would be craving someone with whom to be honest, someone who could see him as he really was.

Creatures/Aliens rec: Anna S.'s SGA story "An Aesthetic Solitary Thing."



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resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (smrt)
The spouse is reading a book about Shakespeare. It claims that Shakespeare must have had an unhappy marriage, because none of his plays are about happy marriages. The spouse scoffs at this. "Nobody wants to see a play that's like their marriage, and nobody wants their marriage to be like a play," he says. "If you're lucky, your marriage is the opposite of dramatic."

Remember "Moonlighting"? Remember how sexy Maddy and David were as they bickered and maneuvered and claimed not to feel what they were feeling? Remember how fast all that sexy went away as soon as they actually acted on what they felt?

And yet ... And yet. As a person, I like having a relationship that can be measured in decades. As a writer, I like a challenge. And I don't believe that there's no way to write an established relationship except as the grave of a romance or a backdrop for nonromantic derring-do.

You can write a long-term relationship that still has the romantic and sexual tension you need to keep the sex sexy. Not many people do, but you can.

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resonant: It feels so good. (So good)
I was thinking today about slash tropes that I love and ones that don't do it for me, the way you do, when suddenly it occurred to me that a whole bunch of the ones I love the best are actually a sort of double cluster around a single zingy center: a gap between intimacy and sex, so that you have one for a time while you yearn for the other one.

Here: Sex first with no intimacy. That would cover:

• Sex pollen/pon farr/accidental aphrodisiac
• Aliens make them do it
• Undercover as gay (well, OK, that's usually just making out without intimacy, but still)
• Marriage of convenience/forced marriage
• Fuckbuddies + secret yearning

I suppose that if I mostly read het, I'd have to add "sleeping together only to conceive a child."

And if you turn it around -- unusually high levels of intimacy without sex -- you get:

• Hypothermia
• Last two people on earth/safehouse/forced into hiding with only each other
• Some forms of hurt/comfort
• Some forms of slavefic
• Truth serum/character rendered unable to lie/Truth or Dare
• Telepathy/bonding
• Circumstances force them to share a bed
• Body swapping

I mean -- that's a great list! That's like 60% of the stuff I love, right there.

(Now I don't understand why I don't care for rentboy stories. They fit squarely into Category One up there.)

Now you: What does your kink terrain look like?
resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Huh?)
About 20% of the sex scenes I read happen with someone's pants and/or underwear around his ankles. And what I want to know is: Why??

I mean, do people find this hot? Is it just me who finds a person with pants around his/her ankles to be desperately, laughably un-sexy, almost as bad as a person wearing black socks and no pants?

Edited to add: Oh, god, [livejournal.com profile] shocolate has put her finger on what's so very unsexy about this: Guy with his pants around his ankles = guy sitting on the toilet.
resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Fraser tongue)
So I wrote a nice little post about elements of the season, and then I started thinking about Misrule as applied to porn. You know, where masters serve their slaves, and women give orders to men, and everything is turned upside-down, often with copious amounts of alcohol ...

The Feast of Fools, as described by the Wikipedia. Note the early bishop's particular quarrel with the effects of the season on soldiers: Their military discipline is relaxed and slackened. They make sport of the laws and the government of which they have been appointed guardians. ... Does not the champion, the lion-hearted man, the man who when armed is the admiration of his friends and the terror of his foes, loose his tunic to his ankles, twine a girdle about his breast, use a woman's sandal, put a roll of hair on his head in feminine fashion, and ply the distaff full of wool, and with that right hand which once bore the trophy, draw out the thread, and changing the tone of his voice utter his words in the sharper feminine treble?
resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Hands)
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resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Vanilla)
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resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Smutlet)
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resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Not Like That)
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resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Whoa)
First a random comment. Starbucks Chantico? Basically a nice big hot cup of Hershey's syrup. Though if you poured it into a cup of coffee, it would probably be pretty good.

Now the actual question.

Something I've noticed in a lot of slash is that the path from first kiss to naked about forty-five minutes, tops. They're pals and partners when the doorbell rings, and then before the pizza's cold they're doing things that involve latex.

This doesn't offend me. Sometimes it's really, really hot. And often it makes more sense from a narrative point of view, because once the two of them have done the really tough thing -- recognized that they're sexually attracted, and actually gathered up the guts to act on it -- it's really difficult to pull back and make them go slow without messing up the nice clean arc of the story.

What I'm curious about, though, is whether this is a purely narrative convention, or whether that's really the way it is in real life.

Because, see, I've never dated as an adult. The spouse and I met at eighteen, and immediately figured out that we were probably the only two people in the world who were this particular brand of odd, and that therefore if we stuck together we'd be making four people's lives happier. So I really have no sense of the proper sequence and duration of the stages of getting-sexually-involved, except the way teenagers do it.

So tell me what you think.

[Poll #501150]
resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Invulnerable)
I dreamed I was a character in a crossover threesome by [livejournal.com profile] paian.

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resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Wombat)
[livejournal.com profile] littera_abactor has written an absolutely hilarious Aliens Made Them Do Something Other Than The Usual Slash Cliches story here. Stargate, with the best butchering of the English language I have ever read.

Also, if you haven't read all the comments on the Aliens Made Them Do It post, don't miss them, because there are fabulous comment stories by [livejournal.com profile] makesmewannadie, [livejournal.com profile] _aerye_, [livejournal.com profile] brighidestone, [livejournal.com profile] marinarusalka, [livejournal.com profile] valarltd, [livejournal.com profile] pandarus, and me. It's like a mini-fest!

Alien recs

Apr. 9th, 2005 01:27 pm
resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Default)
[livejournal.com profile] saridout and [livejournal.com profile] _inbetween_ evidently haven't consumed their recommended daily allowance of "Aliens make them do it" stories, so here's a small collection of my favorites. I welcome other recs!

Blake's 7 (Avon/Tarrant): Duty by Pat Jacquerie. Long and hot and hits nearly every kink I've got; this is one of my most-often-re-read stories.

Stargate Atlantis (Sheppard/McKay): Proof by Contradiction by [livejournal.com profile] astolat

Stargate SG1 (Jack/Daniel): Objectives by [livejournal.com profile] astolat

Voyager (Paris/Torres/Kim): Epiphany by Merri-Todd Webster (aliens aren't the first cause, but they have input)

Voyager (Chakotay/Paris): First Contact by Ruth Devero (this is a pose-as-slaves story)

Who on earth wrote that Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy slash? It was called Aliens Make Ford and Arthur Have Sex, and I thought it was at Yuletide, but I can't find it.

For obvious reasons, these stories are a lot more common in sci-fi universes than in realistic or magical ones. In Harry Potter I suppose the equivalent would be "Death Eaters force them to have sex" -- those usually hit my torture squick, but I quite liked [livejournal.com profile] icarusancalion's Ron/Draco story, Beg Me For It.
resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Default)
I'm very fond of "Aliens made them do it" stories. Considered as smut, they've got a lot going for them -- easy method of getting reluctant characters who think they're straight to go to bed together, nice insta-angst afterwards.

Sometimes, though, I can't stop myself from considering them not as smut but as stories.

And then I start thinking: Aliens only ever want slash characters to do four things: Be (or pose as) master and slave; ingest intoxicants; fight; or fuck.

Why not something really useful? Carry water, chop wood, build stuff?

Or something genuinely entertaining? Dance? Sing?

Or, for unfathomable alien reasons, crochet?
resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Default)
So I've been thinking about magic (of the Harry Potter universe variety) as applied to sex.

I've seen magical sex aids in a number of stories, but mostly they're just variations on a Muggle theme. (It's like "Penthouse" -- only the pictures move! It's like a vibrator -- only it can change shapes and textures!)

But it seems to me that magic could go so much further. If a witch or wizard went to the magical red-light district (what [livejournal.com profile] chaos_rose cleverly named Horizont Alley), wouldn't you think there'd be a much wider variety of devices available for purchase?

How about a glove charmed to do anything a hand can do? Perhaps it could even be charmed to imitate the feel of a particular hand -- for long-distance romances, say, or to broaden the market for some particularly skilled magical prostitute.

How about erotic scenes captured in a Pensieve, so you could experience them as though you were right there in the room?

How about something along the lines of the Mirror of Erised, except that instead of showing your heart's desire, it shows the desires from somewhat lower down?

(I'm not planning to do anything with any of these, by the way, so if anyone feels inspired to write something, be my guest. Just tell me where I can read it afterwards!)
resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Not Like That)
I wondered how many sex scenes I'd written. (Don't ask me why I wondered this; wondering has no "why.") Anyhow, I went and counted, and as best I can tell I've written:

48 m/m sex scenes

and

1 m/f sex scene.

This includes scenes in stories (including a couple that got R ratings because they were tagless and thus no body parts were mentioned; if there were orgasms involved, I counted them as sex scenes), and also scenes that got cut from stories and published as "bonus" scenes linked off the story notes. If you count the three from the never-to-be-finished "Six Weeks," which haven't actually been published anywhere, then it takes the total up to 51.

Those scenes come out of 36 published stories plus Transfigurations, which hasn't been published yet. I counted the Jim/Scott scene from Nuance, but not the Jim/Blair one, because [livejournal.com profile] liviapenn wrote that one. And I counted the scene in Origin even though it was written in collaboration with [livejournal.com profile] kassrachel, so maybe I ought to say fifty and a half.

Now I'm curious how that compares to other writers' work. How many sex scenes have you written? How do they break down as far as gender? What's your story-to-sex-scene ratio?

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