Fic: Want. PG. R/L implications.

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

A trackside fic; a continuation of the Appliance bunch of fics (links in the fic). I wanted to play with why the Psirens took the form of Kochanski, especially after Camille didn't, and some more with the nastiness in the air in VI. Spoilers up through Psirens.

Spread the disgust and frustration a little.

Comments

[eviltigerlily.livejournal.com]

Guhhh...I love this with a passion!
It's just so good, I was gonna qoute favourites, but gave up - it would really be entire fic. I love how you made Listers frustration so tangible, gave ot texture almost....Any-golly-way, great stuff!

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

*blush* Thank you much, ma'am!

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Would Lister not be annoying? Hm... I'll challenge that. ;) But I also buy this. I'd buy it by the pound! Lovely Lister.

A suck right from out of the bottle
*shiver* Mmm...

just so I couldn't hate you anymore, knowing how much you hated yerself.
Ah, very true.

You had to look so smegging hurt when I burned your chest that I wrote a song for you
Gaaah! The sweetness!

Lovely Lister. Because it deserves being mentioned twice. :)

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

Thank you, ma'am! Lister is so lovely that I'm leery of writing him and getting him too angsty... but just thinking about wanting a hologram - well, that's frustrating.

Heh, after I wrote this, Nick Cave came up in my rotation:

Despair and Deception, Love's ugly little twins
Came a-knocking on my door; I let them in
Darling, you're the punishment for all of my former sins
I let love in
I let love in
The door it opened just a crack, but Love was shrewed and bold
My life flashed before my eyes, it was a horror to behold
A life-sentence sweeping confetti from the floor of a concrete hole
I let love in
I let love in
Well I've been bound and gagged and I've been terrorized
And I've been castrated and I've been lobotomized
But never has my tormenter come in such a cunning disguise
I let love in
I let love in
O Lord, tell me what I done
Please don't leave me here alone
Where are my friends?
My friends are gone
I let love in
I let love in
So if you're sitting all alone and hear a-knocking at your door
And the air is full of promises, well, buddy, you've been warned
Far worse to be Love's lover than the lover that Love has scorned
I let love in
I let love in