+ Fraser, standing, reaching out to Ray's face; Ray, sitting, closed-eyed, half-turning into Fraser's cupped hand
+ Fraser, sitting; Ray, reclined, arranged so his head is comfortably using Fraser's lap as a pillow
+ Fraser, standing before a stove or something of the like; Ray coming up from behind and hugging him tight and kissing his neck. (This image I can actually point to why I'm obsessed with it; it's from a one paragraph throwaway of post-CotW fic from
katallison, and it is burned into my memory in the best way.)
+ Duck and Dan, sitting on the edge of a bed in a darkened room, kissing. Duck's hand is on Dan's shoulder, and Dan's hand is on Duck's knee, and they are not touching anywhere else.
+ Fraser, sitting; Ray, reclined, arranged so his head is comfortably using Fraser's lap as a pillow
+ Fraser, standing before a stove or something of the like; Ray coming up from behind and hugging him tight and kissing his neck. (This image I can actually point to why I'm obsessed with it; it's from a one paragraph throwaway of post-CotW fic from
+ Duck and Dan, sitting on the edge of a bed in a darkened room, kissing. Duck's hand is on Dan's shoulder, and Dan's hand is on Duck's knee, and they are not touching anywhere else.
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7/12/05 21:36 (UTC)(no subject)
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7/12/05 21:42 (UTC)I think you are like the opposite of the cliche in which good people have evil thoughts playing in their head. You are evil and think about schmoop all the time.
It so makes sense.
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7/12/05 22:21 (UTC)You win the prize for today!
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8/12/05 01:25 (UTC)(no subject)
7/12/05 21:43 (UTC)I like the way your brain works. *g*
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7/12/05 21:49 (UTC)You can just make out the plaid on the bedspread. Their feet are bare on the carpet. Dan's shirt has a hole in the seam on the shoulder. Duck's playing with it.
I've got the whole room in my head.
+ Fraser, standing, reaching out to Ray's face; Ray, sitting, closed-eyed, half-turning into Fraser's cupped hand
And this for some reason, in my mind, is during the day at the kitchen table. The light is bright through the window, that glaring light from a cloudy day, and the room is quiet. You can really only hear Ray's sigh as he nuzzles against Fraser's palm.
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8/12/05 00:41 (UTC)And Fraser will smile just a little and keep stirring.
*sigh* I'm obsessed with this since I've read it for the first time. It's the loveliest thing ever.
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