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Title: Ex Libris
Author:
brooklinegirl
Pairing Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: R
Length medium
Why I'm reccing this fic: This is one of my very, very favorite fics ever, and the major reason why is how absolutely PERFECT this Fraser POV is. I remember being just bowled over by it, and I think my comment on it was the first I ever left. This story caused me to delurk! It's got that very distinctive, formal flavor of Fraser, but it happens entirely in his head and gets at who he IS. How much he wants, how hard it is for him to ask for it. How Fraser says so much, but has to fight to find his own words for how he feels. God. I just reread this and fell in love all over again.
If this were a fairy tale, Fraser would get his happily ever after. He'd find the words, be the hero, save the day.
But it’s not a fairy tale, it's Fraser's life. So what he gets is a punch in the face by Mr. Clancy, the doughnut shop manager they're investigating, who has been poisoning the manager of the cab company next door. Clancy is panicked and flailing and really no threat, but Ray has him on the floor in seconds, shoving the cuffs on him and pinning him there with a foot in the small of his back. Ray then holds his hand out and Fraser grasps it, allowing Ray to hoist him to his feet.
"You okay?" Ray asks, panting, and grabs Fraser's face, tilting it to the side to look at where he'd been hit.
Fraser's face throbs slightly, and Ray's hands feel cool against his cheek. Ray's breath is still coming fast, and Fraser feels it soft against his mouth as Ray worriedly examines his face. "I'm fine," Fraser manages, and Ray lets him go with a rough pat to the cheek.
Ex Libris
Author:
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Pairing Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: R
Length medium
Why I'm reccing this fic: This is one of my very, very favorite fics ever, and the major reason why is how absolutely PERFECT this Fraser POV is. I remember being just bowled over by it, and I think my comment on it was the first I ever left. This story caused me to delurk! It's got that very distinctive, formal flavor of Fraser, but it happens entirely in his head and gets at who he IS. How much he wants, how hard it is for him to ask for it. How Fraser says so much, but has to fight to find his own words for how he feels. God. I just reread this and fell in love all over again.
If this were a fairy tale, Fraser would get his happily ever after. He'd find the words, be the hero, save the day.
But it’s not a fairy tale, it's Fraser's life. So what he gets is a punch in the face by Mr. Clancy, the doughnut shop manager they're investigating, who has been poisoning the manager of the cab company next door. Clancy is panicked and flailing and really no threat, but Ray has him on the floor in seconds, shoving the cuffs on him and pinning him there with a foot in the small of his back. Ray then holds his hand out and Fraser grasps it, allowing Ray to hoist him to his feet.
"You okay?" Ray asks, panting, and grabs Fraser's face, tilting it to the side to look at where he'd been hit.
Fraser's face throbs slightly, and Ray's hands feel cool against his cheek. Ray's breath is still coming fast, and Fraser feels it soft against his mouth as Ray worriedly examines his face. "I'm fine," Fraser manages, and Ray lets him go with a rough pat to the cheek.
Ex Libris
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Date: 2006-10-16 02:16 pm (UTC)♥ ♥ ♥
oh, this means so much to me, darling! Thank you! God, Lynn went back and forth with me on this fic for AGES, as I tried to get it right. I had a very clear image in my head of how I wanted to be, and really pushed myself for it. It makes me SO HAPPY that you liked it so much - I made you de-lurk! yay!
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Date: 2006-10-16 04:13 pm (UTC)This is the fic that made me want to
flail all over yoube your friend, so YAY for that! *g*no subject
Date: 2006-10-16 06:39 pm (UTC)Thanks for giving me an excuse to go read it again. :-)
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Date: 2006-10-17 02:05 pm (UTC)