FIC: Down There In The Reeperbahn

[lettered]

Title: Down There In The Reeperbahn
Length: Around 2,000 words again. Yay!
Rating: Hard R or NC-17.
Warnings: Um, everything? Slash, rape, and pedophilia but very non-graphic. Implications of incest, but strangely metaphoric. Um, cross-dressing? The kitchen sink.
Disclaimer: Uses dialogue from AtS S1.15, 3.8, 3.9, 4.1, and 4.22. Title is from

Comments

[a2zmom]

Each time I read it, I like it more. A poetic nightmare.

[lettered]

Thanks. I changed it some from what you last saw--some of the parts near the end didn't sit right with me. I feel much better about it now. And thanks for reading it so many times!

[semby]

Blown away. You have an amazing way with language. This kept me creeped out and fascinated!

[lettered]

Thanks! Dru herself keeps me creeped out and fascinated, so that's what I was going for. Glad you liked it.

[lostakasha]

Wow.

Wow.

Wow.

[lettered]

Thanks.

Thanks.

Thanks. :o)

[lynnenne]

I love the way you tie in Connor's future with Drusilla's visions. Dru sees everything and knows everything, and it's fascinating to watch how her insight illuminates the past. But the line that struck me the most was this:

Down from the docks, salty and raw, they’ll ram in his port; the world is nothing but meat. Take yours tonight, so you can buy some tomorrow: mutton and scraps for the family, children.

Whoa. Such a bleak commentary on the world, yet so (sadly) true, even today. Your description of the poverty and despair of 19th century Hamburg is a perfect mirror for Drusilla's own despair over her family's future. Lovely work.

[lettered]

Dru sees everything and knows everything,

I think so too. The thing is, I'm not sure she exactly knows what she knows, or exactly cares. The knowledge is just . . . there for her, and she doesn't try to figure it out or use it or change what may happen.

Glad you liked that line. Part of it is that unlike the upper classes of the time, people like Darla and Dru would see the humanity of the poor, understand them as people, instead of dismissing them as others would--and that makes them glory in their despair all the more.

Thank you. Your comments mean a lot to me, because hey. Goddess of my fic world ;o)

[lynnenne]

The thing is, I'm not sure she exactly knows what she knows, or exactly cares.

I think she does know, and she does care. But Drusilla is a fatalist, and she doesn't try to change the future because she knows it's futile. After all, she tried to escape from Angelus, despite knowing that he was coming for her... and look how that turned out.

[lettered]

But she does see Jenny Calendar restoring Angelus' soul, and actively prevents it. Of course, she could've also seen herself preventing it and Angelus killing Jenny. In which case . . . whew, paradox.

[bisi]

Using, and sending you, Strewelpeter icon(s) in honour of your story.
Very creepy. Warmed the cockles of my heart.

Hope this darned lj-cut works - don't want to clog up your modem - delete this if it's not okay...

[a2zmom]

another shockhead Peter fan!

I own the book in miniature, here's a pic. It's leather bound, hand colored and under an inch in height.

[lettered]

Oh! How tiny! It's so cute! Except for, you know, the little child on fire.

[bisi]

Ah ha ha ha!
'Augustus was a chubby lad...'
When I was a kid that was enough to send me screaming from the room, which provided my sisters with no end of happy fun.
Well I can read it now and so appreciate the loveliness of your book.