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lonelybritThose of you who know me, know I love nothing better than a fic that leaves me utterly heartbroken, my soul and feelings shredded, burnt and left to scatter on the breeze. Nothing pleases me, in short, more than well-written angst.
So, therefore recommending Porcelain and Cigarettes by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
trenina
Technically this is Franz RPS, but it is AU so I'm almost tempted to say it's original fic.
Anyway, the writing just sucked me in, despite my trying to not get hooked on RPS. This fic sunk me. Occasionally you could say it gets overly emotional, but considering what the protagonist is going through, you cut him some slack.
Like a lot of slash fics, the general premise is quite simple: A likes B, but is in denial, and is certain that B doesn't like A that way. Seems simple - though the quality of writing had already hooked me - until it becomes apparent that actually this tale is about more than just whether or not these two characters get together or not. In the end, that almost becomes immaterial. The writer makes you care completely for characters concerned, and then proceeds to let real life with all its human foibles hit them. And, because you care, you hurt for and with them.
At the beginning you're pretty sure what would make a happy ending; by the end it's clear that things are never that simple. Here, have an extract:
So, therefore recommending Porcelain and Cigarettes by
treninaTechnically this is Franz RPS, but it is AU so I'm almost tempted to say it's original fic.
Anyway, the writing just sucked me in, despite my trying to not get hooked on RPS. This fic sunk me. Occasionally you could say it gets overly emotional, but considering what the protagonist is going through, you cut him some slack.
Like a lot of slash fics, the general premise is quite simple: A likes B, but is in denial, and is certain that B doesn't like A that way. Seems simple - though the quality of writing had already hooked me - until it becomes apparent that actually this tale is about more than just whether or not these two characters get together or not. In the end, that almost becomes immaterial. The writer makes you care completely for characters concerned, and then proceeds to let real life with all its human foibles hit them. And, because you care, you hurt for and with them.
At the beginning you're pretty sure what would make a happy ending; by the end it's clear that things are never that simple. Here, have an extract:
"Alex gives him a funny look, but says yes, yes he has written a song, actually, he’s quite proud of it, but he hopes that Nick can help him with the chorus… And they find a guitar, and some paper, and get to work. It’s fun, but every now and again, as Alex bends over the guitar, his beginner’s fingers fumbling on the strings, as Nick helps him, gently adjusting his hand… as Nick sings a line a tad off-key, and Alex smiles, and sings it again, long, slender fingers tapping half-rhythms on the body of the guitar… the tension in the room becomes almost sentient, like a guitar string stretched too tight; and one of these days, with an extra twist of the tuning peg, it’ll snap, and someone will get hurt."
