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No Lothario

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Fanfiction
Title: No Lothario
Author(s): Speranza
Date(s):
Length:
Genre(s): slash
Fandom(s): The Sentinel
Relationship(s):
External Links: AO3, also here

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No Lothario is a Sentinel story by Speranza.

Reactions and Reviews

Call this my “OFR” (Obligatory Francesca Rec), but it’s nearly impossible to talk about stellar “Sentinel” stories without mentioning Francesca. She, along with a few others, have elevated the art, and helped evolve the way guys are written in fanfic. While many delight in how good her serials are, I think she achieves better impact in her shorter, one-shot stories. Maybe it’s because of the economy of language used, or her ability to write guys as “guys,” either way, I think this one is character study at its best. And the sex is scorching without being prettied-up in any way. In spite of the canonical fact that Jim is a detective with heightened senses, it’s surprisingly rare to read a story where those two defined traits are seamlessly integrated into a story. And Blair… That obfuscator, that girl-crazy, neo-hippie witchdoctor punk? The guy who plays to labels, and against them…? Can you capture all of that in a brief story, make it get under your skin, and still make it hot? You can if you’re Francesca. Here, she does it effortlessly... Blair is a magnet for trouble. No wonder he’s gotten into a minor fistfight on a night out on the town, and walked away with a shiner and a few cuts and bruises. No big deal; life in the big city, right? Then why does his story about how it happened smell a bit fishy to Jim? [1]

References

  1. ^ 2006 comments at Crack Van