Oooh! How much do I love this fic! Dimension hopping and lost memories and the Angel/Wesley slashiness and not forgetting the bondage! And the angst! And the h/c! :D
This was a really nice, long wonderful read. I'm afraid I can't feedback you enough to tell you all the wonderful parts that I loved :)
Your character voices are spot-on (as always) and their interactions made me squee with delight. I love the equal parts of humour and caring that you've laced in the dialogues, and I just love everyone in there. :)
Some of my favourite lines:
Angel stepped back, that set look on his face that sometimes meant he’d had a good idea and sometimes meant he was going to go and lock a bunch of lawyers in a wine cellar with a couple of homicidal she-vamps.
Hehe. Now Angel's good idea does not equal smart to anyone else, does it? ;)
Spike turned to Gunn. “What about now? If the big poof leaves out all the bondage and torture it usually only takes him about three minutes so he could probably have Wes all nice and legal by eight-thirty.”
How much do I love Spike here? lol.
That was always the trouble with Angel, the way he could make everything feel right and safe. He and Cordelia had discussed that problem more than once. How Angel could say something or just look at them sometimes and suddenly everything felt all right again. It was a terrible power.
It's an amazing thing to have that over you, I admit. For all the hurt and angst Angel visited upon them, I think Wes and Cordy and the rest are lucky to have him too.
He had left England a straight and sober member of the Watchers’ Council and arrived in California an irresponsible gay slut.
LOL!! Oh if I could quote everything I loved about your fics, I could fill out a whole book! Maybe I should leave fb after each chapter. *g* You don't mind, do you? ;)
Thank you so much for writing and sharing this. :) ♥
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This was a really nice, long wonderful read. I'm afraid I can't feedback you enough to tell you all the wonderful parts that I loved :)
Your character voices are spot-on (as always) and their interactions made me squee with delight. I love the equal parts of humour and caring that you've laced in the dialogues, and I just love everyone in there. :)
Some of my favourite lines:
Angel stepped back, that set look on his face that sometimes meant he’d had a good idea and sometimes meant he was going to go and lock a bunch of lawyers in a wine cellar with a couple of homicidal she-vamps.
Hehe. Now Angel's good idea does not equal smart to anyone else, does it? ;)
Spike turned to Gunn. “What about now? If the big poof leaves out all the bondage and torture it usually only takes him about three minutes so he could probably have Wes all nice and legal by eight-thirty.”
How much do I love Spike here? lol.
That was always the trouble with Angel, the way he could make everything feel right and safe. He and Cordelia had discussed that problem more than once. How Angel could say something or just look at them sometimes and suddenly everything felt all right again. It was a terrible power.
It's an amazing thing to have that over you, I admit. For all the hurt and angst Angel visited upon them, I think Wes and Cordy and the rest are lucky to have him too.
He had left England a straight and sober member of the Watchers’ Council and arrived in California an irresponsible gay slut.
LOL!! Oh if I could quote everything I loved about your fics, I could fill out a whole book! Maybe I should leave fb after each chapter. *g* You don't mind, do you? ;)
Thank you so much for writing and sharing this. :) ♥