Copenhagen, Scene 8

[septemberoses]

Title: Copenhagen, Scene 8
Author: Septemberoses
Fandom: True Blood/En Forelskelse crossover
Characters: Carsten/Eric/Godric
Rating: NC-17
Summary:  Eric, Godric and Carsten are back in their hotel room… 
Word Count:  5,300
Disclaimer:  None of these characters is mine.
Author's Warning: Having written two cuddly chapters of Carsten and his mother,

Comments

[gruochrua]

I think I've read the part in the hotel where things go from sexy-fun to something's-not-quite-right about ten times. It has, for me, this very bizarre, unsettling feel that I can't quite put my finger on. When Godric tells Carsten he can't go, and a bit later, when he's smiling, and everything that follows...what a scary little darling he is, so calm and polite and ruthless. I love how you capture that.

[septemberoses]

I thought I'd spare you from beta-ing for once, so you could read this fic fresh, in all its cracked-out glory. I have strange, powerful love for this one, I'll be honest. As moonlover says below, it's quite off, somehow... from "I want a pony" and the indoor sunrise humor to Godric's overshare and "Godric is not cruel..." Uh, sure, Godric. If you say so. Writing this thing was like an extended fever-dream.

I did wonder if I'd made it too odd or dire, so I did contemplate sending it to you, but decided, wth. Were you being unsettled in a satisfying way, or was it just ... unsettling? I never forget that Carsten's in a bit over his head ("you can't stop me!" lol) And I can't decide which is worse: Eric's cluelessness or Godric's twisted love.

Writer to writer - overall, did this rollercoaster work? Was it a fun, thrilling ride, or did the ups and downs leave you with that vomit-y feeling?

[gruochrua]

Fever-dream is a good way to describe it. It has this surreal quality, where things are "normal" but ever so slightly off, which works perfectly with these characters and this scenario, if you think about it. I love your Eric/Carsten/Godric stories because they are damn sexy and sometimes sweet, but I like to be reminded every now and again that there's an element of danger and it's very near to home. In particular, I feel like anytime Godric is involved things have the potential to get off-kilter because, well, he's a bit off-kilter himself, bless his little unbeating heart.

It's funny that you should say "vomit-y feeling," because I did have a very visceral, gut reaction to this. Not sickness exactly, but like being punched and your not sure where the blow came from. But a good punch (lol, just trust me on this). This may be the masochist in me speaking, but I enjoy reading stories that make me want to vomit (or cry, or laugh, or rage). So, I think this did work, and quite well.

[septemberoses]

Godric is a little off-kilter, isn't he? Sorry I gave you that vomity feeling, although it sounds like you were just fine with it. Are you sure it's the masochist in you and not the sadist? ;-)

[gruochrua]

hehe, might be a little bit of both.

As for when things went from "well hello sexy" to "wait, wtf"--I'd say it was right around the time Eric is apologizing to Carsten for hurting him, and then it gets increasing weird the more Godric is brought into the picture. When Eric finally says "What the fuck's going on", I legit said "THANK YOU" out loud. My thoughts exactly, Eric. Or nearly my thoughts, I guess.

That was where I started feeling the ~influence~ the first few times I read it, but going back I actually think something started to tweak my "whoa, hold up a minute" sense earlier, say where Carsten is asking for a pony. It sounded off-hand and kind of sweet at first, but then when I thought about it and considered the scenario, it was really a bit...not creepy, exactly, but jarring. It was that reminder that Jesus, he's a helpless kid alone in a room with a pair of hungry wolves.

[septemberoses]

Also, if you come back and read these ... when in the story did you feel like things went from sexytiemz to wrongville?