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Not porn, but something. I leave it to Lyra and Nifra to decide if it fulfills my duties.
Not slash of any kind behind the cut tag.
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Ray Kowalski has a tattoo. Ray Kowalski smokes and wears ratty clothes and scruffy boots and instead of doing sports or student government or debate team like anybody else, after school he works down at some restaurant near his house. On the nights when he gets off early and comes around to see her, he always smells like fried food, even though she can see he's showered.
Ray Kowalski is skinny (he's a couple inches taller than her, but he probably doesn't weigh much more) but he's tough. Every Monday he has new bruises, from boxing over the weekend, he says, though she's willing to bet at least some of them are less from boxing and just from *fighting*, because God knows Ray isn't one to back down from a fight, even when it's obvious to everyone -- obvious to *her* -- that he's going to lose.
When Ray Kowalski comes to her house to pick her up, she can tell what her parents are thinking from their expressions, just as easily as if they'd actually said it: *This boy is bad news*. Ray is awkward and horribly polite and formal with them -- she half-expects him to bow one of these days -- and he always looks like this is a pop test in a class he's been skipping for weeks.
Or worse, really, because Ray Kowalski never seems to worry about school stuff at all, not like her. She saw his last report card once, picking it up the floor of the passenger seat of his car when they were driving around, and there were two Ds and a C- on it. And Ray isn't dumb, no matter what he looks like or how he talks or what most of the people at school sneer about him. But he doesn't seem to care about school or any of it.
Ray Kowalski cares about cars, and about dancing, and about his mom and dad, and about maybe doing something worth doing someday, and about her. Mostly her.
Ray Kowalski looks at her and his face softens, like a puppy or a little kid. Ray Kowalski peed himself in a bank when they were thirteen to save her from a bank robber. Ray Kowalski touches her like she's the most important person in the world, and he doesn't know how he got this lucky.
Sometimes it makes her feel really powerful, and sometimes it makes her feel really tired.
She isn't sure how many times she's broken up with Ray and how many times they've gotten back together. When they're apart, she dates other boys, ones who are nice or smart or popular or ambitious, and she has a good time, and nothing feels like it's supposed to be desperately utterly important.
She's never seen him with any other girls during those times, even though she knows he could get a date, she's seen other girls look him over while they're out. She knows for a fact that Ray Kowalski's never gone all the way with another girl, because he's told her. Just her, and that makes her feel oddly proud of herself and oddly protective of him, and sometimes she thinks about it when they're fooling around in his backseat, when he's pushing his fingers slowly inside her, or when she's bracing herself up to put her mouth on his dick and hear him make little noises and say her name like he's going to cry.
She has no idea, really, why she's with Ray Kowalski. But he has the sweetest smile, and he has horrible glasses he's too vain to wear, and he's playful and strange and considerate, and he treats her well. He makes her happy, and that's enough.
Ray Kowalski proposes to her two weeks before they graduate, when she's taking a break from studying for finals long enough to go out with him for a milkshake.
She doesn't know she says yes, but she does. She's going to marry Ray Kowalski.
Not slash of any kind behind the cut tag.
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Ray Kowalski has a tattoo. Ray Kowalski smokes and wears ratty clothes and scruffy boots and instead of doing sports or student government or debate team like anybody else, after school he works down at some restaurant near his house. On the nights when he gets off early and comes around to see her, he always smells like fried food, even though she can see he's showered.
Ray Kowalski is skinny (he's a couple inches taller than her, but he probably doesn't weigh much more) but he's tough. Every Monday he has new bruises, from boxing over the weekend, he says, though she's willing to bet at least some of them are less from boxing and just from *fighting*, because God knows Ray isn't one to back down from a fight, even when it's obvious to everyone -- obvious to *her* -- that he's going to lose.
When Ray Kowalski comes to her house to pick her up, she can tell what her parents are thinking from their expressions, just as easily as if they'd actually said it: *This boy is bad news*. Ray is awkward and horribly polite and formal with them -- she half-expects him to bow one of these days -- and he always looks like this is a pop test in a class he's been skipping for weeks.
Or worse, really, because Ray Kowalski never seems to worry about school stuff at all, not like her. She saw his last report card once, picking it up the floor of the passenger seat of his car when they were driving around, and there were two Ds and a C- on it. And Ray isn't dumb, no matter what he looks like or how he talks or what most of the people at school sneer about him. But he doesn't seem to care about school or any of it.
Ray Kowalski cares about cars, and about dancing, and about his mom and dad, and about maybe doing something worth doing someday, and about her. Mostly her.
Ray Kowalski looks at her and his face softens, like a puppy or a little kid. Ray Kowalski peed himself in a bank when they were thirteen to save her from a bank robber. Ray Kowalski touches her like she's the most important person in the world, and he doesn't know how he got this lucky.
Sometimes it makes her feel really powerful, and sometimes it makes her feel really tired.
She isn't sure how many times she's broken up with Ray and how many times they've gotten back together. When they're apart, she dates other boys, ones who are nice or smart or popular or ambitious, and she has a good time, and nothing feels like it's supposed to be desperately utterly important.
She's never seen him with any other girls during those times, even though she knows he could get a date, she's seen other girls look him over while they're out. She knows for a fact that Ray Kowalski's never gone all the way with another girl, because he's told her. Just her, and that makes her feel oddly proud of herself and oddly protective of him, and sometimes she thinks about it when they're fooling around in his backseat, when he's pushing his fingers slowly inside her, or when she's bracing herself up to put her mouth on his dick and hear him make little noises and say her name like he's going to cry.
She has no idea, really, why she's with Ray Kowalski. But he has the sweetest smile, and he has horrible glasses he's too vain to wear, and he's playful and strange and considerate, and he treats her well. He makes her happy, and that's enough.
Ray Kowalski proposes to her two weeks before they graduate, when she's taking a break from studying for finals long enough to go out with him for a milkshake.
She doesn't know she says yes, but she does. She's going to marry Ray Kowalski.
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xox
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have you seen cubbie's sudden overflowing freaks and geeks love?
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Sweetness personified. Thank you.
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So, yes. Thank you very much!
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OK, maybe that's a little long for quoting, but it almost *broke* me.
This is just lovely, m'dear.
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*snugs* I'm so glad you liked this, lynn!
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She knows for a fact that Ray Kowalski's never had sex with another girl, because he's told her.
But he didn't say he never had sex with a boy, did he? :g:
Lovely story.
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Thank you very much!
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(I read the story via your link on the noticeboard, but came here to comment...hope that ok)
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omg.
I love you deeply.
Just the cut tag alone made me happy. dear god. Young Ray from young Stella's POV is the latest thing that makes me go *heart*. This is just:
Ray Kowalski cares about cars, and about dancing, and about his mom and dad, and about maybe doing something worth doing someday, and about her. Mostly her.
...god, it's just fucking amazing. I just *love* it, it makes me catch my breath and fall even more in love with Ray. And this:
Sometimes it makes her feel really powerful, and sometimes it makes her feel really tired.
God. Yeah. See, I get that. I mean, Stella's up on that pedestal when maybe she might want to be down in the real world with Ray. And here:
She knows for a fact that Ray Kowalski's never gone all the way with another girl, because he's told her.
I love that he's not done it with another girl, and I love that he's told her that. I love young, tough, but not really a tough guy Ray.
Just her, and that makes her feel oddly proud of herself and oddly protective of him, and sometimes she thinks about it when they're fooling around in his backseat, when he's pushing his fingers slowly inside her, or when she's bracing herself up to put her mouth on his dick and hear him make little noises and say her name like he's going to cry.
*heart heart HEART* This is hot and sweet and so very sad, all at the exact same time.
But he has the sweetest smile, and he has horrible glasses he's too vain to wear, and he's playful and strange and considerate, and he treats her well.
This is Ray. I love you for that. I love you for writing this.
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Young Ray from young Stella's POV is the latest thing that makes me go *heart*.
*giggles* Dude, how do you even keep *track* of those things? And how exactly did Estrella get the easy title, while you went free?
I just *love* it, it makes me catch my breath and fall even more in love with Ray.
I think the story kind of works in a way that causes the reader to fall further in love with Ray without the same effect really happening to Stella at all. I'm not quite sure how I managed that, actually.
This is Ray. I love you for that. I love you for writing this.
*loves back*
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Ray Kowalski touches her like she's the most important person in the world, and he doesn't know how he got this lucky.
Sometimes it makes her feel really powerful, and sometimes it makes her feel really tired.
This is so perfectly *Stella* it just breaks my heart. Because I think she does, in a way, love the way Ray worships her, but she also *resents* the way he worships her. It's funny, too, because I can see Ray doing that same thing and having those same reactions to Fraser, and how he treats Fraser, which is now setting me off on a tangent I don't really feel like exploring at this particular juncture...
Eh hem. Err - sorry. Let's just say, OMFG I LOVE THIS AND LOVE YOU, OK???
*smooches*
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It's funny, too, because I can see Ray doing that same thing and having those same reactions to Fraser, and how he treats Fraser, which is now setting me off on a tangent I don't really feel like exploring at this particular juncture...
So, wait, are you thinking Fraser-worshiping-Ray as a parallel, or Ray-worshiping-Fraser? *confused by your syntax*
*loves on you again*