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crack_van2006-12-23 09:03 pm
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Still Life by Isis (NC-17)
Fandom: WILBY WONDERFUL
Pairing: Duck MacDonald / Dan Jarvis
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
isiscolo
Author Website: HieroglyFics
Why this must be read:
A slow, seductive ride through how Dan and Duck met interspersed with how they stayed together after Dan got out of the hospital. I love how the pace is very evocative of the movie as well as how the before and after are intertwined. The emotions from one feeds into the other expertly.
I also particularly liked the glimpses into the Watch/queer culture of Wilby as they cope with being a hidden minority in a small, closed town. The public sex is alternately hot and distant as strangers hook up and fall apart.
Duck nodded. Of course he had a wife. Small town like Wilby, not a lot of people moved out there on their own. Pretty much the only single people were the islanders who'd stayed, or the islanders who'd left and come back, like Duck. The mainlanders came in couples or in families, and usually that's the way they left. He smiled and held out his hand. "Duck MacDonald. Anything needs fixing, you let me know."
Dan shook his hand like he wanted to hang on to it, take it home, or maybe that was just Duck's wishful thinking. "Well, if you -" he started, at the same time that Duck said "Got to get -", and they both laughed a little. Then Duck heard the door open behind him, and Dan let go like his hand was on fire.
"We were out of ham, but I made - oh, hello." Duck turned around and there she was, tall and dark and brittle, with a desperate sort of warmth in her smile. She reached past him to place a sandwich on the counter in front of Dan.
"Val, this is Duck," Dan said.
"Well, hello, Duck." Her voice was high and false, the same bright tone Buddy's wife had used when Buddy had introduced them. Carol, that was her name. He'd bet she didn't remember his; he'd bet Val wouldn't remember it either. She stepped in front of the counter so that she was between him and Dan. "What can we do for you?"
"Just checking the place out," he said. He turned back to Dan. "See you around."
Dan swallowed and his eyes cut to Val for a moment, and then he nodded at Duck. "See you around."
Still Life
Pairing: Duck MacDonald / Dan Jarvis
Author on LJ:
isiscoloAuthor Website: HieroglyFics
Why this must be read:
A slow, seductive ride through how Dan and Duck met interspersed with how they stayed together after Dan got out of the hospital. I love how the pace is very evocative of the movie as well as how the before and after are intertwined. The emotions from one feeds into the other expertly.
I also particularly liked the glimpses into the Watch/queer culture of Wilby as they cope with being a hidden minority in a small, closed town. The public sex is alternately hot and distant as strangers hook up and fall apart.
Duck nodded. Of course he had a wife. Small town like Wilby, not a lot of people moved out there on their own. Pretty much the only single people were the islanders who'd stayed, or the islanders who'd left and come back, like Duck. The mainlanders came in couples or in families, and usually that's the way they left. He smiled and held out his hand. "Duck MacDonald. Anything needs fixing, you let me know."
Dan shook his hand like he wanted to hang on to it, take it home, or maybe that was just Duck's wishful thinking. "Well, if you -" he started, at the same time that Duck said "Got to get -", and they both laughed a little. Then Duck heard the door open behind him, and Dan let go like his hand was on fire.
"We were out of ham, but I made - oh, hello." Duck turned around and there she was, tall and dark and brittle, with a desperate sort of warmth in her smile. She reached past him to place a sandwich on the counter in front of Dan.
"Val, this is Duck," Dan said.
"Well, hello, Duck." Her voice was high and false, the same bright tone Buddy's wife had used when Buddy had introduced them. Carol, that was her name. He'd bet she didn't remember his; he'd bet Val wouldn't remember it either. She stepped in front of the counter so that she was between him and Dan. "What can we do for you?"
"Just checking the place out," he said. He turned back to Dan. "See you around."
Dan swallowed and his eyes cut to Val for a moment, and then he nodded at Duck. "See you around."
Still Life