Truths

[audaxfemina.livejournal.com]

Okay, so I posted the first part of this apparent story line *here* but never posted the second part of a three part story because of a 20 page term paper I finished two weeks ago.

Yes, I'm a freak. And I suck. I know.

So, without further delay, here's the next part... with more to come.

Title: Truths
Author:audaxfemina
Rating: I knew this kind of language at 15. :)
Pairing: F/K preslash. They haven't been hit by the clue bus yet.
Summary: 2PoVs: Fraser comes to his senses, and begins to track his friend. The truth is, I am no fool, but I am an idiot.
The quarry is tracked down. This proverbial night was going to more than proverbially suck.

( Truths )

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There will be more to come (I envision at least two more parts), I just have to rope Fraser and Ray into cooperating, and it won't be this weekend, as I'm repainting my living room. Hope you guys like. And please forgive my tardiness. I suck.

Photograph(audio version); F/K; R for death and angst

[mondschein1.livejournal.com]

I just posted a recording of this fic:

Photograph[text][audio, thanks to Mir for hosting for me!] -- dS. 845 words text, 6.65 MB .mp3 file. post-CotW, angst, death, slash (F/K). Fraser considers a picture of RayK's that he has up on the mantlepiece.

You can find various disclaimers here.

WARNING: This is deathfic. It is also slash. Don't listen if either of those things is likely to upset you. In fact, I'd suggest not getting into any of it unless you're actively into emotional masochism. :)

Enjoy! Feedback of all kinds, be it squees or concrit or nonconcrit, is appreciated!