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carleton97 ([personal profile] carleton97) wrote2006-02-24 12:19 pm
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Late to the party...

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If you make up titles for stories I didn't write, I will respond with details of those non-written stories.

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Please?

I'm about ready to do some heavy personal and property damage here at the ninth circle of hell work.

Please? You can suggest as many as you want...

[identity profile] mrsronweasley.livejournal.com 2006-02-24 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Snow Here, Snow There, Snow Everywhere" F/K, dS. *g*

[identity profile] carleton97.livejournal.com 2006-02-24 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Title: Snow Here, Snow There, Snow Everywhere
fandom: DueSouth
pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: NC17

Summary: Ray thought he knew snow. He remembered the blizzard of '79. Hell, he was pretty sure he could remember the one in '67, too. This, though, this was ridiculous.

Basically this is a stream of consciousness from Ray's POV from the time they jump out of the plan in CotW until they ride off into the sunrise together. In the middle, it gets increasingly muddled due to the incipent hypothermia, but mostly it's just Ray being Ray.

I've always been on the fence as to when Ray realizes his feelings for Fraser have gone beyond, "Gah! What a ginormous FREAK," but for sure he's twigged to it when Vecchio shows up again, so a lot of it woudl probably be him trying to decide how he's going to *keep* Fraser since it's so very obvious how much happier and in his element he is when he's in the Great White North.

I also like to think about all the grisly ways he imagines Thatcher meeting her demise when she interrupts the conversation by the fire.

Heh.

[identity profile] mrsronweasley.livejournal.com 2006-02-24 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh my God, I love that. (Canyouwriteit,like,forreal?) I'm pretty sure Ray's figured it out by the time Vecchio rolls back into town. It's GNAWING at him by that point, I think. And you're totally right - the entire time, he would be trying to figure it out and hey, an adventure - what a way to keep Fraser around and occupied. *g*

I also like to think about all the grisly ways he imagines Thatcher meeting her demise when she interrupts the conversation by the fire.

And I thought it was just me. *g*

Yay!

Want to 'write' more? I'll offer, anyway...

How about: "The One Where They Didn't Find Franklin"

I'm pushing it, I know...