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King of Love, Spring Cleaning, Catching Fish and Killing Grizzlies
Title: King of Love
Author:
lalejandra
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: PG-13
Length: 1600 words
Why I'm reccing this fic: My favorite drunk!Ray ever. He's a cuddly and licky drunk, and Fraser handles him quite well.
“Eight shots of Jack, Fraser, buddy,” said Ray. “Eight shots of Jack and six beers.”
“So the Consulate was the only address you could remember to tell the cab driver?” said Fraser. He got a funny look on his face. “Please tell me that you did not attempt to drive the GTO in this state, Ray.”
“What other state would I drive it in, huh?” said Ray. “Illinois! That’s my home! That is where I drive my car. But I didn’t drive it drunk. I am an officer of the law, Fraser. I don’t have a cape. You do not have a cape. I am not a superhero.”
“Ray, I doubt even a superhero could drive the GTO this inebriated.”
King of Love
Title: Spring Cleaning
Author:
omphale23
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: PG-13
Length: 6500 words
Why I'm reccing this fic: Oh this is a kick in the gut. They try SO hard, but all the trying in the world isn't going to make it work. But don't worry, there's a happy ending. And this Dief is awesome.
He had been hesitant to give in to these base impulses and request his partner’s continued presence. After all, Ray had a life in Chicago, and he clearly disliked the (“fucking eternal, Fraser. An unending pile of snow, and not a ski resort in sight”) Arctic environment. He would not ask too much, would not require Ray to (perhaps apologetically) refuse to cross that peculiar border between circumstance and permanence.
Upon reaching Inuvik, he resigned himself to the situation and purchased a series of open-ended airline tickets. Ray was less pleased than he had expected, but gathered his equipment and boarded the aircraft with only a token protest.
Ben was sure that his heart was going to tear itself out of his chest, rip free and leave him gasping and empty in the middle of the terminal, but when the tiny black dot finally disappeared from view he could find no physical carnage. Proof once again that the human body is amazingly resilient.
---
Ray stopped yelling, because Ben had sent him away. Dief missed pizza. Ben said he was smiling, but Dief wasn’t stupid.
Spring Cleaning
Title: Catching Fish and Killing Grizzlies
Author:
mondschein1
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: PG-13
Length: 10,000
Why I'm reccing this fic: I love the first part, Ray trying to find his place, Fraser trying to figure out how to make Ray happy, and then it goes action adventurey! I love the use of the Bolt brother.
So maybe Ray was stupid to think that things'd just go back to normal after he spilled his guts about that -- you know, the thing. The falling in love with Fraser thing, the one he'd promised he'd never breathe a word about. Whatever -- he'd done it 'cause he had to, 'cause Fraser didn't get it. It was Fraser's fault. It was totally Fraser's fault.
Thing is, Ray'd sort of thought that, since it's Fraser's fault and everything, Fraser'd maybe make some sort of effort to keep things the same. And he is not. No, he definitely is not.
For one thing, Fraser's been touching him. Nothing untoward or nothing, just -- Fraser's never been much of a toucher, and Ray's got a feeling that he deals with Ray touching him 'cause knows that's the way Ray talks and he's being accommodating. Right. Whatever. Ray's accommodating, too -- he knows that Fraser's not trying to be an asshole by not touching Ray. Guy talks with words; no problem there.
Nah, Ray's problem is this: Fraser's fucked up their thing, their deal. He's started doing this thing where he'll linger over Ray's hands when he hands him the morning cup of tea, and give 'em a little pat before moving on. Then he'll give Ray this little grin; it starts out kinda slow, crinkling his eyes up like a little kid with a secret. Which bugs Ray -- it really really does, 'cause Fraser knows his secret and he's not supposed to, damn it. Ray's got experience with hopeless crushes, oh yeah. He knows he shouldn't've said anything.
Catching Fish and Killing Grizzlies
Author:
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Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: PG-13
Length: 1600 words
Why I'm reccing this fic: My favorite drunk!Ray ever. He's a cuddly and licky drunk, and Fraser handles him quite well.
“Eight shots of Jack, Fraser, buddy,” said Ray. “Eight shots of Jack and six beers.”
“So the Consulate was the only address you could remember to tell the cab driver?” said Fraser. He got a funny look on his face. “Please tell me that you did not attempt to drive the GTO in this state, Ray.”
“What other state would I drive it in, huh?” said Ray. “Illinois! That’s my home! That is where I drive my car. But I didn’t drive it drunk. I am an officer of the law, Fraser. I don’t have a cape. You do not have a cape. I am not a superhero.”
“Ray, I doubt even a superhero could drive the GTO this inebriated.”
King of Love
Title: Spring Cleaning
Author:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: PG-13
Length: 6500 words
Why I'm reccing this fic: Oh this is a kick in the gut. They try SO hard, but all the trying in the world isn't going to make it work. But don't worry, there's a happy ending. And this Dief is awesome.
He had been hesitant to give in to these base impulses and request his partner’s continued presence. After all, Ray had a life in Chicago, and he clearly disliked the (“fucking eternal, Fraser. An unending pile of snow, and not a ski resort in sight”) Arctic environment. He would not ask too much, would not require Ray to (perhaps apologetically) refuse to cross that peculiar border between circumstance and permanence.
Upon reaching Inuvik, he resigned himself to the situation and purchased a series of open-ended airline tickets. Ray was less pleased than he had expected, but gathered his equipment and boarded the aircraft with only a token protest.
Ben was sure that his heart was going to tear itself out of his chest, rip free and leave him gasping and empty in the middle of the terminal, but when the tiny black dot finally disappeared from view he could find no physical carnage. Proof once again that the human body is amazingly resilient.
---
Ray stopped yelling, because Ben had sent him away. Dief missed pizza. Ben said he was smiling, but Dief wasn’t stupid.
Spring Cleaning
Title: Catching Fish and Killing Grizzlies
Author:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: PG-13
Length: 10,000
Why I'm reccing this fic: I love the first part, Ray trying to find his place, Fraser trying to figure out how to make Ray happy, and then it goes action adventurey! I love the use of the Bolt brother.
So maybe Ray was stupid to think that things'd just go back to normal after he spilled his guts about that -- you know, the thing. The falling in love with Fraser thing, the one he'd promised he'd never breathe a word about. Whatever -- he'd done it 'cause he had to, 'cause Fraser didn't get it. It was Fraser's fault. It was totally Fraser's fault.
Thing is, Ray'd sort of thought that, since it's Fraser's fault and everything, Fraser'd maybe make some sort of effort to keep things the same. And he is not. No, he definitely is not.
For one thing, Fraser's been touching him. Nothing untoward or nothing, just -- Fraser's never been much of a toucher, and Ray's got a feeling that he deals with Ray touching him 'cause knows that's the way Ray talks and he's being accommodating. Right. Whatever. Ray's accommodating, too -- he knows that Fraser's not trying to be an asshole by not touching Ray. Guy talks with words; no problem there.
Nah, Ray's problem is this: Fraser's fucked up their thing, their deal. He's started doing this thing where he'll linger over Ray's hands when he hands him the morning cup of tea, and give 'em a little pat before moving on. Then he'll give Ray this little grin; it starts out kinda slow, crinkling his eyes up like a little kid with a secret. Which bugs Ray -- it really really does, 'cause Fraser knows his secret and he's not supposed to, damn it. Ray's got experience with hopeless crushes, oh yeah. He knows he shouldn't've said anything.
Catching Fish and Killing Grizzlies
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