![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
Abracadabra by Lyricality (NC-17)
Fandom: MISCELLANEOUS JOHNNY DEPP MOVIES (Charlie and the Chocolate Factory)
Pairing: Willy Wonka/Adult Charlie Bucket
Author on LJ:There is a![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lyricality, but I don't think it's her.
Author Website: at fanfiction.net
Why this must be read: Her username, lyricality, is a perfect description of her writing. Charlie's twenty, all his family are gone, and Wonka is all he wants. But when he tries to ask for what he wants, he fears he has lost any chance at it. It's beautiful, really.
CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY at IMDB
Wonka wants to remain undisturbed. So he stays largely concealed in the comfortable reality of his voluminous imagination-his illuminous imagination-and usually Charlie does as well. Wonka’s imagination is a highly familiar place to him, after all, safer than anyone who knows the man only casually might assume, and Charlie vastly prefers the monsters there to the monsters lurking outside the factory’s walls.
Sometimes he does wonder just where he really exists, and if he’s more real outside or within, as if Wonka had dreamed him aloud in twists of vanilla and milk chocolate.
He hasn’t melted yet, wandering outside into the sunlight, but one day he might.
Abracadabra
Pairing: Willy Wonka/Adult Charlie Bucket
Author on LJ:There is a
lyricality, but I don't think it's her.Author Website: at fanfiction.net
Why this must be read: Her username, lyricality, is a perfect description of her writing. Charlie's twenty, all his family are gone, and Wonka is all he wants. But when he tries to ask for what he wants, he fears he has lost any chance at it. It's beautiful, really.
Wonka wants to remain undisturbed. So he stays largely concealed in the comfortable reality of his voluminous imagination-his illuminous imagination-and usually Charlie does as well. Wonka’s imagination is a highly familiar place to him, after all, safer than anyone who knows the man only casually might assume, and Charlie vastly prefers the monsters there to the monsters lurking outside the factory’s walls.
Sometimes he does wonder just where he really exists, and if he’s more real outside or within, as if Wonka had dreamed him aloud in twists of vanilla and milk chocolate.
He hasn’t melted yet, wandering outside into the sunlight, but one day he might.
Abracadabra