fahye: (cinnamon lips)
Fahye ([personal profile] fahye) wrote2004-10-18 07:41 pm

get your Lucifer Coffee (TM) !

Letter from [livejournal.com profile] dredpiratejenny arrived today, making my own epistle-scrawling skills and shocking handwriting feel incredibly inadequate, but it's all to the good <3

Love you, Art. Come back soon?

Exceedingly Luciferian icon of Tori Amos lyrics and fiddling-with-filters, because I've been organising the journal's memories. I'd like to keep the storyline all in one place, though, so; ubershort summary of links and conversations, The Story Of Hob And Lucifer. For everyone who's been wondering why Milliways ate my life - this goes a fair way towards answering that.

Warning: long and emotionally involving, blood and kink and disturbing almost-smut, strong inclinations towards artsy prose and huge amounts of breakage. I don't think I've ever had so much fun in my life.



(For the record and for the pretty - this is my Lucifer, and this.)

- They are brought together by someone entirely different, and their first proper conversation is an argument that leads to manipulation and betrayal. Whoo for Judas imagery.

- From bad to worse - pain, daggers, and all the humans getting knocked unconscious. The thread that killed Selkie.

- During the long sleep - Hob dreams of fire and something approaching affection. The online dream dictionary is my best friend.

- After the awakening, a deepening of reliance and truth. Almost sweet, in a bizarre way.

- Hob's confession. Fahye gets broken into little tiny pieces. Angst galore!

- And after the first night, the angst gets worse. Liek wo.

- Confrontations, an argument leading into The Agreement. Hob's life perks up by a very small fraction.

- Introducing another player, for a while - Luck plays with Hob, and gives away something precious. Lucifer and Hob come dangerously close to the edge. And just because I liked the thread - Lucifer almost destroys Luck, and Fahye gets her power trippin' on.

- Finally, the storm breaks and Hob pushes too far. Angst angst angst.

- Lucifer is a total bastard, and in a fit of cruel randomness goes and sleeps with Schuldig, because [livejournal.com profile] tammaiya and I find it amusing. Art kills me well and truly dead.


*is exhausted*

Art? We need to reconcile them, you know. So I don't have this nagging incomplete feeling in my chest and Lucifer stops being a sulky bitch in my head.

As for the subject heading...well, it's entirely the fault of Meg-mun, though [livejournal.com profile] shati is welcome to a fair amount of the blame as well. Apparently I should start marketing the stuff.
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[identity profile] fahye.livejournal.com 2004-10-18 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
Possibly I should also post this to the Back Room. I've neglected my summarising dreadfully. *muses*

I reread some of the threads, too. So. Much. Cool.

[identity profile] dredpiratejenny.livejournal.com 2004-10-18 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
I think that one forest dream remains one of my favorite things that I've ever written. And the hilarious thing is, I remember both of us being like "WHAT ARE WE DOING" the whole time. Just goes to show you.

Also, I continue to stubbornly love the Hob's confession thread. If only because I remember how gloriously emotional the experience of writing it was.

*muses; waxes nostalgic; congratulates self pompously*