There have been some great stories that explore character posted in the past few weeks.
Here is a trio that looks at a more calm, mature Ray K post- COTW, Stella, and Welsh.
Title: The Price of Distance
Author:
nos4a2no9Pairing: F/K
Rating: NC17
Length: 6476 words
Why I am reccing this story: This is a fresh, original, sometimes heartbreaking post -COTW story. After a period of Ray living with Fraser in Canada, he loses his immigration status and must return to the US. They do their best to remain together while living in two countries. This story follows Ray on a weekend roadtrip to meet Fraser. This story has some of the best descriptive/sensory details I've read in awhile. The threads of travelogue through lonely territory, of angsty romance, and of true love twist together into a very satisfying story.
Ray keeps trying to remember exactly what Fraser looks like. He hates the way the days and weeks apart soften the edges of Fraser’s face and change the curve of his lips or shift the exact shade of his blue-gray to something easy to pin down, something ordinary, not at all like the stormy blue of Lake Michigan but more like the clear, perfect blue of an arctic morning. And this time...this time he’ll only have a couple of days to get familiar with Fraser before they’ll have to go their separate ways. He’ll keep losing pieces of Fraser’s face, until maybe someday Fraser himself will just be a dark blur framed by blue sky.
The Price of Distance Title: Nothing but Love
Author:
kill_claudio Pairing: Stella/Ray K
Rating: PG-13
Length: About 1000 words
Why I am reccing this story:
Here is a different, sympathetic take on Stella that I can believe. The author turns many accepted points of fanon sideways, and the new viewpoint is intriguing. She reminds me how much I accept what Ray has said and what Ray-centric authors have reinforced and filled through fic as *real*.
Everybody thought I was dating him for the novelty, boy from the wrong side of the tracks. It wasn’t like that. If anything, it was Ray who got a thrill out of the social gap. I was everything he’d been told he couldn’t have, couldn’t expect. I let myself be objectified; how’s that for an admission?
Nothing but Love Title:Good Lieutenant
Author:
spuffyduds Pairing: None. Everyone at the station appears.
Rating: PG-13 for language
Length: 750 words
Why I am reccing this story: This is a lighthearted appreciation of Welsh, as shown through a typical day at the station. As always,
spuffyduds manages to make me smile, while giving small, keen glimpses of insight into the characters. I became aware of her fic in early April, and she's become one of the authors I return to again and again. She's funny, she's got a great ear for dialogue, and she's always digging up something I've never thought of before about my favorite characters.
Monday
9 a.m.
Wilson calls to see if Welsh wants to go in on their dad’s birthday present together. “What about a gas grill?” he says. “Fast, easy, you don’t have to mess with charcoal.”
“Wilson,” Welsh says. “You still fail to grasp the concept that giving him good-dad presents is never going to make him a good dad. Also, you may not have noticed with your keen detecting skills, but he doesn’t have a yard. Or a balcony. The Chicago Fire Department frowns upon the use of gas grills in the living room.”
“You’re right.” Wilson says. “Of course you’re right.” Welsh can hear his desk chair creaking as he rocks it to think. “How about a riding mower?”
Good Lieutenant