december marches on (9)
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schmericaFor December 9th, I wish to say something about ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dsudis. I realize that some of these entries might be starting to sound alike, but it is not my fault I know so many totally awesome people!
It might be my fault that I can't think of more articulate ways to express their awesomeness, but oh well.
When I got into due South fandom (omigod, almost three years ago now), Dira was already there. She wrote amazingly good fic, and she was often around in #discourse and yahoo messenger at the same times I was. She gave me a tiara for being the new baby around in chat. We exhanged many affectionate totally-straight-girl online hugs and kisses. And then she posted Hawks and Hands, and the ENTIRE INTERNET discovered that she was pretty much a geniusy-genius-freaky-genius type girl. (If you have not read the hockey AU, and you don't have a weird mental block against slash, AUs, or F/K ... I don't know why not, frankly.)
Dira drifted off from Due South into her land of incesty mathematical prodigies and FBI agents, where she's been quite happily for ages now. I don't get to talk to her as much anymore, partly because she is all busy working and grad-school-ing, and partly because I assume she is much less interested in my random bouts of "SO. Ray and Fraser. They should have sex." But she is still just as smart and funny and interesting as ever, and if we ever do drift into the same fandom again? I will do a little dance of joy.
dsudis. I realize that some of these entries might be starting to sound alike, but it is not my fault I know so many totally awesome people! It might be my fault that I can't think of more articulate ways to express their awesomeness, but oh well.
When I got into due South fandom (omigod, almost three years ago now), Dira was already there. She wrote amazingly good fic, and she was often around in #discourse and yahoo messenger at the same times I was. She gave me a tiara for being the new baby around in chat. We exhanged many affectionate totally-straight-girl online hugs and kisses. And then she posted Hawks and Hands, and the ENTIRE INTERNET discovered that she was pretty much a geniusy-genius-freaky-genius type girl. (If you have not read the hockey AU, and you don't have a weird mental block against slash, AUs, or F/K ... I don't know why not, frankly.)
Dira drifted off from Due South into her land of incesty mathematical prodigies and FBI agents, where she's been quite happily for ages now. I don't get to talk to her as much anymore, partly because she is all busy working and grad-school-ing, and partly because I assume she is much less interested in my random bouts of "SO. Ray and Fraser. They should have sex." But she is still just as smart and funny and interesting as ever, and if we ever do drift into the same fandom again? I will do a little dance of joy.
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10/12/06 02:41 (UTC)They should have the sex late at night after a stakeout, when they're both bleary with exhaustion but it's somehow too mesmerising, too compelling to wait till morning. Ray drops the Stetson on the dresser and kisses Fraser, sweet and drowsy, heating up. And Ray pulls him to the bed--stumbling over yesterday's laundry as they move across the room. They tumble onto the crumpled covers, bounce a little, smile... and start peeling away each other's clothing, easily like the clothing wants to be shed, and all the barriers fall away, and sex is like breathing, breathing is like sex...
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