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[countess7.livejournal.com]

The edge of the vanity pressed deeply against her belly as she leaned close to the mirror to line her eyes. The yellow light of the bathroom provided the best brightness in the apartment. Ray rubbed his eyes against it as he entered and stopped shuffling to kiss her shoulder. Standing behind her, he looked at her in the mirror. Shaking her head sadly, she sighed, and leaned forward again to line the other eye. Ray stayed where he was and kept watching her. She was never satisfied. Not with her eyeliner, not with her eyebrows, not with him. Ray looked at her belly in the mirror and rubbed his fingers against the red line above the slip. Smiling at her, he said,

“Looks good, Stell.”

“No, Ray. It doesn’t.”

“I like it anyway.”

And kissed her neck, which tasted faintly bitter from her perfume.

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Ahhh

[shayheyred.livejournal.com]

“Looks good, Stell.”
“No, Ray. It doesn’t.”
“I like it anyway.”
And kissed her neck, which tasted faintly bitter from her perfume.

Just in these four lines alone you say so much. This is wonderful!

Shay

[cesperanza.livejournal.com]

Oh, this is great. A portrait of dissatisfaction, and incipient troubles. What a terrific snapshot--thanks!

Yes!

[theodosia.livejournal.com]

I swear, sometimes I feel as protective of Stella as Ray (either Ray) does, so it's always a pleasure to see them done right. Thank you!

Re: Ahhh

[countess7.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much! I'm so glad you liked it. I've never posted before. This seemed like a great way to get over the fear .

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[countess7.livejournal.com]

Hey, wow. Thanks *a lot*. I really wanted to post something, and you said makeup and I thought Stella. Its sad, though. I wanted to write happyfic. Maybe next time.

Re: Yes!

[countess7.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much! I love Ray/Stella, because he's such a woobie with her. When I first started reading dS, there was like no Ray/Stella anywhere (except for Pares), even now, there is precious little of it. But the way he is with her, is just *guh*. And I love the fine edge of their desperation.

[laurakaye.livejournal.com]

::sniff::

Poor Stella! Poor Ray!

What a lovely little snapshot. You can feel it, their love and its decay. Woobies!

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[countess7.livejournal.com]

:::blush::: Thank you so much! Here's a tissue . So sad. Such woobies.

[aerye.livejournal.com]

This is lovely - beautiful and spare and bittersweet. My favorite flavor of fandom. Thanks.

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[countess7.livejournal.com]

I can't thank you enough. It means a lot that you liked it. Now if only I could write some Ray/Ray...

[kist.livejournal.com]

Ooooh, this hit the right spot for me this morning. So telling in its simplicity. Thank you.

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[countess7.livejournal.com]

oooooh, thank you! Simply thrilled!

[jenboo.livejournal.com]

Poor Ray...he tries so hard. And Stella? It sounds like there are some things she's about to give up trying for, and it's not her makeup.
The bitter taste of her perfume is a wonderful touch! It smells good, but once you get a closer look, it's not so sweet.

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[countess7.livejournal.com]

Thanks for commenting! Sounds like you totally got what I was trying to do. Stella may have stopped trying, but she's still letting Ray, though. Which is maybe a little like trying. Its not just the perfume that tastes bitter though, eh? Thanks again!