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Six Months on Vulcan,Oddness,The Voyage Home.
Title:Six Months on Vulcan
Author:Giulietta
Pairing:F/K
Rating:PG-13
Length:3000+ words
Why I'm reccing this fic: I love dS and I love Star Trek, and this has both. Our heroes have an adventure on Vulcan, Fraser doesn't know anything about Star Trek, and Ray tries his luck with his very own take on pon farr. There's love, pointy ears and space ships. What more do you want?
Before Ray can finish his sentence, the alien presses his palm to the wall, steps through the door that suddenly appears there, and slides the hidden panel shut. "Dammit!" Ray shouts, and flings himself towards the door to try and pry it open. It is, Fraser thinks, a useless attempt -- certainly there must be a lock on the door, of a better quality than anything produced on Earth. "Ray -- "
"Shaddup, Fraser," Ray mutters, slapping his palm against the wall repeatedly.
Fraser sighs. It is apparently also useless to try and take away this particular bone. He watches Ray with as much patience as he can muster, trying not to snicker when Ray produces a credit card from his jeans and attempts to find someplace to insert it.
Six Months on Vulcan
Title:Oddness
Author:
bertybertle
Pairing:F/K
Rating:PG-13
Length:3700+ words
Why I'm reccing this fic: I have to feel the luurve, you see? And there's plenty of it here, all mixed up with Ray's confusion and a healthy dose of our favourite brand of magical realism. Dead!Bob has a starring role, too, and why not; the bloke was not much use to Ben while he was alive, it's only fair he should do his share in the afterlife.
"You think you're having a bad day? First I die, then I wake up in fucking Canada, then I have to explain to your father that I'm in love with you..."
Oddness
Title:The Voyage Home
Author:Blue Champagne
Pairing:There isn't one *really*
Rating:I know it says R, but it's mostly for language, so...
Length:34000+ words
Why I'm reccing this fic:I have a deep love for all things strange. Now, if you haven't seen this before and you just look at the title, you could be forgiven for thinking "Bloody Hell, she's going on about ST again!" Only I'm not. This story is brilliant. It's sf, it's crack, it's dS all rolled into one. The actors are somehow lost in fanfic, and have to get out and home. Well, yes, I did say I like strange. It's got more funny lines and nods to canon and fanon than I can even begin to describe to you, and it's got the best description of Ray Kowalski I've ever seen anywhere. And Fraser's reaction when he thinks he's got yet another long-lost sibling? Priceless.
Fraser paused, started to speak, paused again, put down the grocery bag and walked up to Paul, eyes trained on the other man. He reached down and lifted Paul's chin, scanning his face. Paul stared back up at him kind of desperately. Just before he started to get to his feet, Fraser let him go, turned away while rubbing frantically at his forehead, and then lifted his head, opening his eyes.
"DAD!" he bellowed.
"No!" Paul lunged to his feet, bumping into Fraser in the process. Fraser absently lifted a hand to steady him, but he didn't stop scanning the room, or speaking. "Dad, I am going to kill myself, hunt you down and wring your ectoplasmic neck if you don't get out here this very moment and--"
"Fraser! Fraser, I'm not another, uh, half-sibling. We're not related," Paul tried.
The Voyage Home
Author:Giulietta
Pairing:F/K
Rating:PG-13
Length:3000+ words
Why I'm reccing this fic: I love dS and I love Star Trek, and this has both. Our heroes have an adventure on Vulcan, Fraser doesn't know anything about Star Trek, and Ray tries his luck with his very own take on pon farr. There's love, pointy ears and space ships. What more do you want?
Before Ray can finish his sentence, the alien presses his palm to the wall, steps through the door that suddenly appears there, and slides the hidden panel shut. "Dammit!" Ray shouts, and flings himself towards the door to try and pry it open. It is, Fraser thinks, a useless attempt -- certainly there must be a lock on the door, of a better quality than anything produced on Earth. "Ray -- "
"Shaddup, Fraser," Ray mutters, slapping his palm against the wall repeatedly.
Fraser sighs. It is apparently also useless to try and take away this particular bone. He watches Ray with as much patience as he can muster, trying not to snicker when Ray produces a credit card from his jeans and attempts to find someplace to insert it.
Six Months on Vulcan
Title:Oddness
Author:
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Pairing:F/K
Rating:PG-13
Length:3700+ words
Why I'm reccing this fic: I have to feel the luurve, you see? And there's plenty of it here, all mixed up with Ray's confusion and a healthy dose of our favourite brand of magical realism. Dead!Bob has a starring role, too, and why not; the bloke was not much use to Ben while he was alive, it's only fair he should do his share in the afterlife.
"You think you're having a bad day? First I die, then I wake up in fucking Canada, then I have to explain to your father that I'm in love with you..."
Oddness
Title:The Voyage Home
Author:Blue Champagne
Pairing:There isn't one *really*
Rating:I know it says R, but it's mostly for language, so...
Length:34000+ words
Why I'm reccing this fic:I have a deep love for all things strange. Now, if you haven't seen this before and you just look at the title, you could be forgiven for thinking "Bloody Hell, she's going on about ST again!" Only I'm not. This story is brilliant. It's sf, it's crack, it's dS all rolled into one. The actors are somehow lost in fanfic, and have to get out and home. Well, yes, I did say I like strange. It's got more funny lines and nods to canon and fanon than I can even begin to describe to you, and it's got the best description of Ray Kowalski I've ever seen anywhere. And Fraser's reaction when he thinks he's got yet another long-lost sibling? Priceless.
Fraser paused, started to speak, paused again, put down the grocery bag and walked up to Paul, eyes trained on the other man. He reached down and lifted Paul's chin, scanning his face. Paul stared back up at him kind of desperately. Just before he started to get to his feet, Fraser let him go, turned away while rubbing frantically at his forehead, and then lifted his head, opening his eyes.
"DAD!" he bellowed.
"No!" Paul lunged to his feet, bumping into Fraser in the process. Fraser absently lifted a hand to steady him, but he didn't stop scanning the room, or speaking. "Dad, I am going to kill myself, hunt you down and wring your ectoplasmic neck if you don't get out here this very moment and--"
"Fraser! Fraser, I'm not another, uh, half-sibling. We're not related," Paul tried.
The Voyage Home
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I think I truly understand why people rec things now, I felt like going outside with the laptop and stopping people in the street - "Honest. You need to read this NOW!" - but then I thought better of it and sat back down. My sides are still a bit tender.