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22 May 2004 @ 12:24 am
it's not a hurry we're in. (i think i'd like my soul back)  
Thing one: I am taking this from my favorite Slod (possibly my only Slod. Definitely my favorite) as it seems very appropriate given the way my mind has been running on one track all day long, and that track is actually a person. Which is a weird sentence/concept, but a true one.


If there is one person you can't stop thinking about, post this same exact sentence in your journal.


*shakes head*

Thing two: A day that is intrinsically good can have weird dark spots. It's like uncomfortable creepy shade in the sunlight. I'm not so much down with that.

Thing three: I *heart* celli and to entertain her I wrote this little thing.

So last night's gin is dancing a happy little dance on the inside of Ray's temple, and it feels like there are angry gnomes trying to tattoo War and fucking Peace on the inside of his eyelids and Fraser's making bacon. Ray can smell it from the bed, and normally this would be a good thing, a great thing, a damned fine thing to wake up to in the morning because a cooking Fraser is a happy Fraser, and a happy Fraser is basically Ray's mission in life.

And, besides, who the hell doesn't like bacon, right?

But right now, Ray's in hangover HELL, and this whole bacon smell thing is like a new and hideous form of biochemical warfare, and Ray was pretty sure that American-Canadian relations were doing pretty well. At least in *this* cabin, considering how Fraser'd been relating pretty well to Ray's dick with his tongue the night before.

Ray moans and rolls over, drags a pillow over his face, and hopes that the horrible food-fumes go away and that his stomach will stop trying to imitate some kind of tsunami what with all the pitching and heaving.

"Good morning Ray," says the weight that settles down on the bed next to him, and Ray's pretty sure that Fraser's not actually yelling, but try telling his *head* that.

Ray's grown as a person in the past couple of years -- all that Mountie politeness'll rub off on a guy, especially if you spend a lot of your time rubbing that polite Mountie off, which Ray does -- so instead of maybe screaming, yelling, or throwing his pillow at Fraser, what he does instead is bury his face in Fraser's nice, warm lap and whimper. It's where his face generally wants to be anyway.

There are fingers in Ray's hair, now, nice strong cool fingers, rubbing at his temples, and Ray's down with that. He digs Fraser-fingers, and he kind of purrs and arches his head up to make that point known -- but delicately, so as not to, like, encourage those angry tattooing gnomes. "I take you're not feeling well today?" Fraser murmurs, and Ray cracks one eye open, looks up at him.

"I'm not long for this world, Fraser," Ray says matter of factly. "I won't last another hour."

"Is that so?" Fraser asks, eyebrows arching up, looking all prim and proper even though he's not wearing a shirt and there are hickies all over him, and the idea of Fraser with hickies still makes Ray giggle like some stupid ten year old when he's not busy dying from a hang over.

"It's so, it's really fuckin' so," Ray whines, and his face is back in the comfort and safety of Fraser's crotch away from all that soul-crushing light. He wonders if Fraser would mind if he just kept his face here permanently, and really, that wouldn't be such a bad life. Although it might make official Mountie business a little exciting, but hey, Ray likes to shake things up.

Fraser moves a little, which is something that Ray's *not* down with, and he makes this clear by whimpering and clutching Fraser's thighs, but then Fraser's back, and lifting Ray's head up. "I happen to have put some aspirin and water on the bedside table, in the event of...well. You did seem to be enjoying yourself rather a lot last night. And as I have a rather vested interest in keeping you alive…"

Ray opens both eyes, and Fraser has *turned the light off* and is sitting there in the dark with a smile and a painkiller and some water.

"I have never loved anyone as much as I love you right now, right this very second. This? Is like, the peak of all love. This is it, Fraser, this is fucking *it*," Ray says gulping half the water down greedily and using the rest to wash down like, five aspirin.

"Fucking *it*," Ray repeats, lying back down again.

Fraser's fingers keep up their soothing little dance in Ray's hair, and he says, real quiet-like, "Yes, it rather is, isn't it?"
 
 
Current Mood: unrequited
Current Music: Another white dash - Butterfly Boucher
 
 
 
.: fraser (nifra_idril)hackthis on May 21st, 2004 09:37 pm (UTC)
This... this. Oh, Nif. I heart you and this tremendously. Your Ray is stellar and this seems so effortlessly lovely. What shall I sacrifice in hopes you'll write more? Chickens? Virgins? Rubber duckies? Oh, wait, sorry, that's Ray's... *adores madly*
pure FORESHADOWING: ckr sexnifra_idril on May 24th, 2004 03:55 pm (UTC)
*laughs* If you would sacrifice...for me...*ponders, drunk with power* nine pure white geese beneath the blood red moon, I shall produce Ray ficlets for you at your beck and call. *giggles* What? I told you I was drunk with power. Also, drunk on the giddy high of praise from you, my dearest. *snugs you*
Cellicelli on May 21st, 2004 09:38 pm (UTC)
I already said it (rather eloquently, too *g*) but this helped so much. Thank you.
pure FORESHADOWINGnifra_idril on May 24th, 2004 03:56 pm (UTC)
*snugs* I'm happy to have done anything to make you feel even a little bit better -- I wuuuuuuvs you. *snugs again for good measure*
the opposite of batman: ray kowalskipearl_o on May 21st, 2004 09:42 pm (UTC)
I LOVE YOU LIKE *THIS*.

*stretches arms out really, really far*
pure FORESHADOWING: paul sexnifra_idril on May 24th, 2004 04:52 pm (UTC)
Aww! Hurray! Erica-love! For me! *bounces with happy*
RESPECTAWIGGLE MUDDIGGLEelfiepike on May 21st, 2004 11:35 pm (UTC)
aww, dude. fluffy in a manner that is believable and awesome. :D
pure FORESHADOWING: absolut!nifra_idril on May 24th, 2004 04:55 pm (UTC)
*grins* Thank you!
Harriet Vaneharrietvane on May 22nd, 2004 01:28 am (UTC)
Oh my. That's wonderful. You just captured that moment so well - that little moment when you realise that love is not so much the grand gestures as the little things that someone does for you without having to be asked.

Bravo!
What the hell is up with the mummy?!: guh viceserialkarma on May 22nd, 2004 06:25 am (UTC)
Oh, man, Ray is so right, *that* is true love. Actually, I think it's True Love even.

I adore this story. It's sweet and funny, and oh do I know how poor Ray feels.

also, this:
considering how Fraser'd been relating pretty well to Ray's dick with his tongue the night before.

made me laugh like a loon.
pure FORESHADOWING: Chloe/Faithnifra_idril on May 24th, 2004 04:55 pm (UTC)
You know, any day I make you laugh like a loon? Is a good day. *snugs you*
angry valleygirl thesaurus of trashtalkin'rageprufrock on May 22nd, 2004 07:33 am (UTC)
Oh man, I love this story; the characterization, the Ray!voice, all so sweet and funny and right. You rock my boat, baby. You AND your gay construction workers.
pure FORESHADOWING: CRAZY EYES!nifra_idril on May 24th, 2004 04:57 pm (UTC)
My gay construction workers are largely responsible for this fic. In fact, really, Frankie and Paulie wrote it. I just transcribed it. *grins*
Anne: DS by thefakeheadlinetobyfan on May 22nd, 2004 07:57 am (UTC)
Awwwwwwww! Nifra! You love these boys! I love them, too.

This description --

"Is that so?" Fraser asks, eyebrows arching up, looking all prim and proper even though he's not wearing a shirt and there are hickies all over him, and the idea of Fraser with hickies still makes Ray giggle like some stupid ten year old when he's not busy dying from a hang over.

-- worked for me on so many levels I cannot begin to tell you! It made me chuckle and it gave me this really thud-inducing visual. And it also made me go "Awww" all at the same time. How DO you do that?!

You are a wonder!


pure FORESHADOWING: Chloe!nifra_idril on May 24th, 2004 05:03 pm (UTC)
How could anyone *not* love those boys? They're just...I mean! With the Ray! And the Fraser! And the FRASERRAY! *is madly in love* And, you know who else I love? YOU! *snugs you* You just make me smile all the time with your thoughtful comments and just largely, I pretty much adore you. *snugs*
Honoriahonoria on May 22nd, 2004 09:11 am (UTC)
sweeeeet
pure FORESHADOWING: big pimpin'nifra_idril on May 24th, 2004 05:04 pm (UTC)
Thanks! *grin*
too many shiny glitter: feedback: be afraidlifeinwords on May 22nd, 2004 11:04 am (UTC)
Oh god, I love this so much. Perfect. Made my heart hurt in that good way. *happysigh*
pure FORESHADOWING: brad sexnifra_idril on May 24th, 2004 05:05 pm (UTC)
*grins and bounces* Yay! I'm so glad you liked it, hon!
Resonant: Sister suffragetteresonant8 on May 28th, 2004 09:05 am (UTC)
Ohhh. That's so nice! Terrific Ray voice. And a great way to do a deep, heartfelt, poetic declaration of love and still stay in character.
pure FORESHADOWING: big pimpin'nifra_idril on May 31st, 2004 07:09 pm (UTC)
Oh, thank you! It was just a little fun thing to write, and I'm glad that it worked for you. I felt like it was the kidn of situation with just enough humor to it to off set the sentimentality of a heartfelt declaration, so I'm glad that it managed to straddle the line of 'deeply sentimental' and 'funny'. Yay! *grins*
Raven: GetMounted by aotearoa_galraveninthewind on June 1st, 2004 12:07 pm (UTC)
...what he does instead is bury his face in Fraser's nice, warm lap and whimper. It's where his face generally wants to be anyway.

...and his face is back in the comfort and safety of Fraser's crotch away from all that soul-crushing light. He wonders if Fraser would mind if he just kept his face here permanently, and really, that wouldn't be such a bad life. Although it might make official Mountie business a little exciting, but hey, Ray likes to shake things up.


::dies::

I looooooove your Ray. He's just too adorable with a hangover and the Fraser-crotch fixation. Not like we don't all get the Mountie crotch lust, right?
shayheyredshayheyred on June 1st, 2004 01:31 pm (UTC)
This is just so....mmmph!
S'Wonderful. S'Marvelous.
chesamus: leatherchesamus on June 1st, 2004 03:00 pm (UTC)
That was a wonderful, wonderful thing. Hungover!Ray is quickly becoming a favorite - well, "fill in the blank!Ray" is my favorite. He's pretty much good anyway you play with him. Nice!
Gunbunnyburntcopper on June 1st, 2004 04:38 pm (UTC)
:giggles uncontrollably:
Dira Sudisdsudis on June 4th, 2004 06:46 am (UTC)
squeee! You had me at angry gnomes, and every word after that was just more and better and, yeah, aspirin and lights-out? That's true love, baby.