Fic: Jasmine and Butter and Bread (Rabastan/Tom, Rabastan/Bella)

[spessartine]

Title: Jasmine and Butter and Bread
Author: spessartine
Pairing: Rabastan Lestrange/Tom Riddle, Rabastan/Bellatrix
Rating: Hard R
Warning: Graphic violence, apocalyptic sex. Huzzah!
Prompt: "the ballroom at midnight" from 7spells. Table is here

Comments

[malefics]

Oh my god.

Words fail.

The violence of this prose's beauty. Not a word out of place. Engulfing. Makes me feel like a wide-eyed child.

I'm going to friend you on my new journal, if you don't mind. ;)

[spessartine]

No problem, friend away. :)

Thank you so much though! I really enjoy writing what I'd call.. hm, meaty prose. :) Glad you enjoyed.

[marseverlasting]

I've had a hard time reading this story, only because I want so desperately for it to go on forever. It's everything right in literature - vivid, living, wonderful, explosive, frightening, immersive. I don't think I could read a full novel in this form, but like this it's simply a shard of perfection.

There's something mesmerising and haunting about it; unusual turns of phrase, sparkling and bubbling wordplay. It has a fairytale-like quality to it, the words are just off-kilter creating a somewhat enchanted feel to the whole thing, like something is just not quite right. It seeps right into your skin and ferments there like a plague, invading your whole body so you get a real full-shiver out of certain sections. (Then the dark warmth of his mouth as he brings their parted lips together; the lurch of darkness as he spreads his grip into Rabastan’s mind.It really did consume me; I could scarecly think or move or do anything but breathe and blink and read word after wonderful word. I got creeps and crawls and shivers and I gasped and

[spessartine]

First off, I'm so sorry it's taken me this long to get to this comment, but I figured you want want my flu-y ramblings. :)

like something is just not quite right. That's how I think of Tom: perfect and wrong, but only subtly. I suppose that's what makes him so unnerving and captivating, so charismatic, because there's always that tension between expectation and reality that your brain tries to solve. It's certainly what i wanted to get for this fic, so I'm pleased it came across.

That this could be so immersive for you makes me grin like a loon. Thanks for such a wonderful comment.

[hibernater]

That was horrifying; you made violence both visceral and poetic, made madness and pain both impossibly terrifying and utterly human. Efficiency isn't even in the vocabulary of the language of this prose, but the decadence of your descriptions was vital to the stark horrror of them; even Rodolphus's mother of pearls were Dark. Brilliant.

[spessartine]

Thank you so much. :)