The Ninth Circle by Mess (PG-13)
Fandom Category: Angel
Pairing: Lilah Morgan/Wesley Wyndam-Pryce
Fic Title: The Ninth Circle
Author: Mess
Link: http://archive.shriftweb.org/archive/8/theninth.html
Rating/Warning(s): PG-13 / none
Genre: Character Study, Angst
WIP?: No
Special Rec: 7/30
Why This Must Be Read: Because this story has one of the greatest first lines I've ever read in fan fiction. This author's characterization of Wesley is just amazing with the all the bitterness of the man seen in the later seasons of Angel. A clever piece about the nature of evil that everyone should read.
Maybe that is why he feels disturbingly at home with a whiskeysoaked agent of Hell than with the ones to whom he should confess and draw penance. Maybe that is why he prefers not to think about that or talk about that but just let this particular state of being slowly take him over. Like blood poisoning. It will be softer, if he can fall on her. He cannot be dark if she is darker.
Her grin is sickening. He cannot see it, for it is marking lipstick into his pillow, but it's sickening nonetheless. Because he knows her. "See now? I know you could be reasonable. Once you apply that brain of yours to something other than prophecies or fucking you're actually not as deluded as I'd originally thought."
Pairing: Lilah Morgan/Wesley Wyndam-Pryce
Fic Title: The Ninth Circle
Author: Mess
Link: http://archive.shriftweb.org/archive/8/theninth.html
Rating/Warning(s): PG-13 / none
Genre: Character Study, Angst
WIP?: No
Special Rec: 7/30
Why This Must Be Read: Because this story has one of the greatest first lines I've ever read in fan fiction. This author's characterization of Wesley is just amazing with the all the bitterness of the man seen in the later seasons of Angel. A clever piece about the nature of evil that everyone should read.
Maybe that is why he feels disturbingly at home with a whiskeysoaked agent of Hell than with the ones to whom he should confess and draw penance. Maybe that is why he prefers not to think about that or talk about that but just let this particular state of being slowly take him over. Like blood poisoning. It will be softer, if he can fall on her. He cannot be dark if she is darker.
Her grin is sickening. He cannot see it, for it is marking lipstick into his pillow, but it's sickening nonetheless. Because he knows her. "See now? I know you could be reasonable. Once you apply that brain of yours to something other than prophecies or fucking you're actually not as deluded as I'd originally thought."