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crack_van2006-07-06 08:30 am
whisp.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2006-07-06 08:30 am
Trapped by nasty-shrew (R)
Fandom: ANGEL
Pairing: Wes/Spike
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nasty_shrew
Author Website: Look in her Memories for a list of her fics.
Why this must be read:
There isn't nearly enough Wes/Spike in this fandom to satisfy me, but luckily what we do have is very nicely written. Nasty_screw's contribution to the Schmangst Ficathon is one that makes me particularily flailing happy.
Wes and Spike are caught in an earthquake that leaves them trapped with nothing to do but wait for rescue. Inevitably, as people prone to do when faced with life or death, they start saying things they wouldn't talking about normally. Nasty_screw pulls this all off without making any of the conversation seem awkward, or unnatural. The fic's angsty without ever feeling sorry for itself and Wes and Spike are completely believable and wonderfully in character. It's well worth the read, and please don't forget to give the author some feedback!
"Hope you're not claustrophobic," Spike says a moment later, raised eyebrow sketched in grey dust. Wesley's breathing halts as he remembers that in fact, he is. Spike winces when he notes Wesley's eyes widen in panic, flick desperately to the maze of tunnels created by falling walls and creaking metal beams. "Well this'll be a sodding blast. Stuck with a claustrophobic lackey of my sire who can't talk and no bloody smokes to spare," Spike snaps, more to himself that to Wesley, but it's insulting anyway. There's a slight tightening of shame in Wesley's chest, as there always is when Angel is mentioned, shortly followed by a flush of embarrassment because he isn't Angel's lackey. And he wants to be.
Trapped
Pairing: Wes/Spike
Author on LJ:
nasty_shrewAuthor Website: Look in her Memories for a list of her fics.
Why this must be read:
There isn't nearly enough Wes/Spike in this fandom to satisfy me, but luckily what we do have is very nicely written. Nasty_screw's contribution to the Schmangst Ficathon is one that makes me particularily flailing happy.
Wes and Spike are caught in an earthquake that leaves them trapped with nothing to do but wait for rescue. Inevitably, as people prone to do when faced with life or death, they start saying things they wouldn't talking about normally. Nasty_screw pulls this all off without making any of the conversation seem awkward, or unnatural. The fic's angsty without ever feeling sorry for itself and Wes and Spike are completely believable and wonderfully in character. It's well worth the read, and please don't forget to give the author some feedback!
"Hope you're not claustrophobic," Spike says a moment later, raised eyebrow sketched in grey dust. Wesley's breathing halts as he remembers that in fact, he is. Spike winces when he notes Wesley's eyes widen in panic, flick desperately to the maze of tunnels created by falling walls and creaking metal beams. "Well this'll be a sodding blast. Stuck with a claustrophobic lackey of my sire who can't talk and no bloody smokes to spare," Spike snaps, more to himself that to Wesley, but it's insulting anyway. There's a slight tightening of shame in Wesley's chest, as there always is when Angel is mentioned, shortly followed by a flush of embarrassment because he isn't Angel's lackey. And he wants to be.
Trapped