Watch Over You ~ Angel/Spike

[sweptawaybayou]

Watch Over You

By Snow
Angel/Spike
NC/17
Not Mine
inspired by the History Channel's documentary ~ 'Life After People'
beta by lady_t_220
thanks forever to tabaqui and lostakasha

And when I'm gone
Who will break your fall?
Who will you blame?

Comments

[lostakasha]

This is shockingly lovely. Not shocking in the sense that you wrote something lush and textured and dripping with decay and sadness, but shocking because it is so different for a post-nfa fic.

I was immediately taken by the image of Angel underwater, hopeful at last, and such a painful (and totally brilliant) juxtaposition of his hallucinations when he was trapped under the ocean. He's still trapped, and Connor still holds the key. Such a compelling image of Angel and his loneliness. Gah!

...the environment holds sway over the walking dead... is a stunning descriptor of this amazing post-apocalyptic world you've given us. Your phrasing is so musical, almost non-verbal (if that makes sense), like notes on a score. Especially these kinds of mirrored words:

city/continent/lifetime
silver/gray/black

Spike is so bitterly hilarious here, and it's heartbreaking that Angel hopes to see savagery in his eyes but only sees his reflection -- that just about broke me.

While the sex was very nice, it was secondary to everything else for me -- it was almost like a respite from the 'jungle fever' of the rest of the piece.

Spike played his body like a violin. Like an argument and a fight and so much like a poem.

That one line gave me everything I want out of A/S sex scenes -- the intimacy, the agelessness, the root of them -- so beautifully phrased.

I could write reams and reams of meta on this -- I am totally blown away by your vision, by the imagery, and by the complexity of the world you've made.

Beautiful.

Thank you.

[sweptawaybayou]

*adores*

Thank you.

xoxoxoxooxox