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crack_van2010-05-10 08:14 pm
lucifuge-5.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2010-05-10 08:14 pm
Thread Count by Miss Pamela (PG?)
Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: None.
Length: Short (less than 1,000 words)
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
misspamela
Author Website: Her website
Why this must be read:
Because it is an window into a seemingly everyday yet heavy with subtext (of the non-slashy kind) moment in Ray Vecchio's life. At first glance, this ficlet is about Vecchio-as-Armando-Langoustini enjoying his (borrowed) status as a mobster in Las Vegas. We get hints as to the kind of interesting life he's having while pretending to be someone else. However, this story is more about who Vecchio is without having to make a connection on his being a good cop because of Fraser's influence.
Even more interesting (especially for such a short fic) is the quick glance we get into the level of compartmentalization Vecchio has built in order to survive. That the edges between the real Vecchio and the pretend Langoustini blur if only for a moment, is absolutely fascinating and agonizing.
Armando Langoustini knew what to buy for his women. Flowers were for the girls he flirted with; the saleswomen and the casino servers, women he might want to get to know better. Jewelry was for the high maintenance call girls, and for the associates of his associates that he was trying to impress. Lingerie…that was for the women he wanted to see naked on a regular basis. Women he wanted to taste and touch and smell.
Thread Count
Pairing: None.
Length: Short (less than 1,000 words)
Author on LJ:
misspamelaAuthor Website: Her website
Why this must be read:
Because it is an window into a seemingly everyday yet heavy with subtext (of the non-slashy kind) moment in Ray Vecchio's life. At first glance, this ficlet is about Vecchio-as-Armando-Langoustini enjoying his (borrowed) status as a mobster in Las Vegas. We get hints as to the kind of interesting life he's having while pretending to be someone else. However, this story is more about who Vecchio is without having to make a connection on his being a good cop because of Fraser's influence.
Even more interesting (especially for such a short fic) is the quick glance we get into the level of compartmentalization Vecchio has built in order to survive. That the edges between the real Vecchio and the pretend Langoustini blur if only for a moment, is absolutely fascinating and agonizing.
Armando Langoustini knew what to buy for his women. Flowers were for the girls he flirted with; the saleswomen and the casino servers, women he might want to get to know better. Jewelry was for the high maintenance call girls, and for the associates of his associates that he was trying to impress. Lingerie…that was for the women he wanted to see naked on a regular basis. Women he wanted to taste and touch and smell.
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