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alinewrites.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2007-12-12 01:33 pm
Entry tags:
Trial and error, by entropy_house (rated NC-17)
Fandom: Drake's venture
Pairing: Drake/Doughtie
Author on lj:
entropy_house
Author's website: B7 and otherwise
Why this must be read: The author is a classical writer in B7 where she works wonders. Same in DV. This fic is both hot, cruel and our heroes are portrayed in their flawed glory and their humanity (or lack of when it comes to Drake). The style is excellent and the story full of surprises, until the end. It's one of my classical "Squie Puppie" fic because Thomas Doughtie is brilliantly himself, and you'll feel sorry for him.
It's also a fic where Doughtie, obviously, does not die (PJS) and where the two men find - maybe - an acceptable modus vivendi. Or not.
My cloak whips about my legs, and my hair is dampened by sea-spray. Salt encrusts the ruff I'd spent hours starching and pinning in shape. My wrists burn from the coarse rope binding them and a cold fire burns within my breast as I discover with each hate-filled word, each venomous insult that spews from Francis's lips, how grievously I have miscalculated, how ill-judged my understanding of my...friend.
This trial is a farce which in any civilized venue would be laughed out of court. But I stand on a chill-swept shore in a savage land, with the only men of honour present powerless against a tyrant. I have been foolishly slow to realize that its only purpose is to prove Francis's godhood to my soldiers as well as to his sailors.
Go! Run! Read it! Trial and error
Pairing: Drake/Doughtie
Author on lj:
Author's website: B7 and otherwise
Why this must be read: The author is a classical writer in B7 where she works wonders. Same in DV. This fic is both hot, cruel and our heroes are portrayed in their flawed glory and their humanity (or lack of when it comes to Drake). The style is excellent and the story full of surprises, until the end. It's one of my classical "Squie Puppie" fic because Thomas Doughtie is brilliantly himself, and you'll feel sorry for him.
It's also a fic where Doughtie, obviously, does not die (PJS) and where the two men find - maybe - an acceptable modus vivendi. Or not.
My cloak whips about my legs, and my hair is dampened by sea-spray. Salt encrusts the ruff I'd spent hours starching and pinning in shape. My wrists burn from the coarse rope binding them and a cold fire burns within my breast as I discover with each hate-filled word, each venomous insult that spews from Francis's lips, how grievously I have miscalculated, how ill-judged my understanding of my...friend.
This trial is a farce which in any civilized venue would be laughed out of court. But I stand on a chill-swept shore in a savage land, with the only men of honour present powerless against a tyrant. I have been foolishly slow to realize that its only purpose is to prove Francis's godhood to my soldiers as well as to his sailors.
Go! Run! Read it! Trial and error

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Trial and Error by entropy_house (NC-17)
Thanks!
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I'm AnonEhouse (http://archiveofourown.org/users/AnonEhouse) there.
Trial and Error (http://archiveofourown.org/works/533850) is here.