One Small Thing, Untitled, Having A Party - Bust A Gut Challenge
I had a hard time narrowing my favorite funny fics to just three...
Title: One Small Thing
Author: arrow00
Pairing: Fraser/RayK
Rating: NC17
Length: ~1,840 words
Why I'm reccing this fic: in spite of (or maybe because of) the twisted humor in this one, it's one of the clearest Fraser-voices I've heard in a long time. This Fraser, down-to-earth and determined, is beautiful. Plus the idea of Fraser trying to plan a seduction is hot, hot, hot.
He needs a way. Hundreds are considered and discarded (Flowers? A note? A rope?) and Fraser is no closer and is, in fact, running out of ideas entirely. Diefenbaker's are even less original than his own and are all inexcusably crude, to say the least. (Wolves have many opinions, but very little finesse.)
Fraser's most recent plan never even passed the drafting stages, and he was left with ink spots on his fingers and Rube Goldberg dreams (the giant ball bearing was just about to crush him when he awoke.)
One Small Thing
Title: Untitled
Author: beledibabe
Pairing: Fraser/RayK
Rating: R
Length: ~1000 words
Why I'm reccing this fic: because it neatly encapsulates Ray and Fraser's relationship by way of a grocery list, edited, re-edited, and edited again. Funny and sweet and amazingly telling. (Note that Ray's corrections are done in caps.)
Friday, 7:42 pm
1 gal. milk
1 doz. large eggs
1 loaf whole wheat bread NOT THE KIND WITH OATMEAL ON TOP
1 box dog WOLF dog HALF-WOLF treats
COFFEE - instant? DUH
OREOS 1 box Lorna Doone cookies AND OREOS
BANANAS
TOILET PAPER - LAST ROLL
BEER
Untitled
Title: Having A Party
Author: ardent_muses
Pairing: Fraser/Ray K
Rating: NC17
Length: ~1500 words
Why I'm reccing this fic: because of two words: phone sex. Even better, phone sex, Northwest Territories style. It's sweet and sexy and funny and it never fails to bring a smile to my face.
"Good." Time for a distraction. "So . . . Frase?"
"Mmm?"
"What are you wearing?"
"Wha--? Oh! I'm wearing jeans, Ray. White socks."
"Fraser."
"Boots. A thermal undershirt."
"Fraser."
"--and that blue flannel--"
"Fraser! I was kind of hoping you might say 'nothing'. Get it?"
"Oh." Fraser sounded confused. "Well, I suppose I could undress. But--"
Having A Party
Title: One Small Thing
Author: arrow00
Pairing: Fraser/RayK
Rating: NC17
Length: ~1,840 words
Why I'm reccing this fic: in spite of (or maybe because of) the twisted humor in this one, it's one of the clearest Fraser-voices I've heard in a long time. This Fraser, down-to-earth and determined, is beautiful. Plus the idea of Fraser trying to plan a seduction is hot, hot, hot.
He needs a way. Hundreds are considered and discarded (Flowers? A note? A rope?) and Fraser is no closer and is, in fact, running out of ideas entirely. Diefenbaker's are even less original than his own and are all inexcusably crude, to say the least. (Wolves have many opinions, but very little finesse.)
Fraser's most recent plan never even passed the drafting stages, and he was left with ink spots on his fingers and Rube Goldberg dreams (the giant ball bearing was just about to crush him when he awoke.)
One Small Thing
Title: Untitled
Author: beledibabe
Pairing: Fraser/RayK
Rating: R
Length: ~1000 words
Why I'm reccing this fic: because it neatly encapsulates Ray and Fraser's relationship by way of a grocery list, edited, re-edited, and edited again. Funny and sweet and amazingly telling. (Note that Ray's corrections are done in caps.)
Friday, 7:42 pm
1 gal. milk
1 doz. large eggs
1 loaf whole wheat bread NOT THE KIND WITH OATMEAL ON TOP
1 box dog WOLF dog HALF-WOLF treats
COFFEE - instant? DUH
OREOS 1 box Lorna Doone cookies AND OREOS
BANANAS
TOILET PAPER - LAST ROLL
BEER
Untitled
Title: Having A Party
Author: ardent_muses
Pairing: Fraser/Ray K
Rating: NC17
Length: ~1500 words
Why I'm reccing this fic: because of two words: phone sex. Even better, phone sex, Northwest Territories style. It's sweet and sexy and funny and it never fails to bring a smile to my face.
"Good." Time for a distraction. "So . . . Frase?"
"Mmm?"
"What are you wearing?"
"Wha--? Oh! I'm wearing jeans, Ray. White socks."
"Fraser."
"Boots. A thermal undershirt."
"Fraser."
"--and that blue flannel--"
"Fraser! I was kind of hoping you might say 'nothing'. Get it?"
"Oh." Fraser sounded confused. "Well, I suppose I could undress. But--"
Having A Party