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Am I allowed two? I can't choose! *wibbles*
Title: Single White Mountie
Author: the_familiar
Pairing: F/K
Rating: NC-17
Length: 1046 words
Why I'm Reccing This Fic: (Badfic counts as crack, right?) So, back when the badfic challenge was live, I had a spot of RL, which meant I didn't read it at the time. Then, a few weeks later, I read ALL 45 ENTRIES in one day. My brain was burping purple prose for days. And this is the one that stuck in my mind most. The IM conversation. The PIZZA. I think katrin's comment said it best: 'This is painfully bad and your icon makes me want to cry.'
How shall I begin this story?
Well you see, my name is Benton Fraser. I am a member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police also known as the Mounties, and you can call me Ben. I am going to tell you about the day that my entire life was turned upside down and how I finally got to make love to my boyfriend Stanley Kowalski.
Single White Mountie
Title: Familiarities
Author: joandarck
Pairing: Paul Gross/Fraser
Rating: R
Length: 1925 words
Why I'm Reccing This Fic: Because RPS/FPS is my very favourite crack, and Paul/Fraser is, well. Paul Gross. Twice! With added meta-y goodness. \o/ *pause for rereading* (I also direct your attention to the links in the header. I love this fandom.)
Why the red? He thinks the brown one's sexier, personally, or the flannel shirt (all the nice girls like lumberjacks.) But this one's the most buttoned-up. The one that most denies the man inside. "I can help you with that, Ben," he promises, automatically evaluating body language, even though this isn't his performance. Fraser's nervous, but not locking up as he would with a woman. He's expecting action, all right.
Familiarities
Title: Single White Mountie
Author: the_familiar
Pairing: F/K
Rating: NC-17
Length: 1046 words
Why I'm Reccing This Fic: (Badfic counts as crack, right?) So, back when the badfic challenge was live, I had a spot of RL, which meant I didn't read it at the time. Then, a few weeks later, I read ALL 45 ENTRIES in one day. My brain was burping purple prose for days. And this is the one that stuck in my mind most. The IM conversation. The PIZZA. I think katrin's comment said it best: 'This is painfully bad and your icon makes me want to cry.'
How shall I begin this story?
Well you see, my name is Benton Fraser. I am a member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police also known as the Mounties, and you can call me Ben. I am going to tell you about the day that my entire life was turned upside down and how I finally got to make love to my boyfriend Stanley Kowalski.
Single White Mountie
Title: Familiarities
Author: joandarck
Pairing: Paul Gross/Fraser
Rating: R
Length: 1925 words
Why I'm Reccing This Fic: Because RPS/FPS is my very favourite crack, and Paul/Fraser is, well. Paul Gross. Twice! With added meta-y goodness. \o/ *pause for rereading* (I also direct your attention to the links in the header. I love this fandom.)
Why the red? He thinks the brown one's sexier, personally, or the flannel shirt (all the nice girls like lumberjacks.) But this one's the most buttoned-up. The one that most denies the man inside. "I can help you with that, Ben," he promises, automatically evaluating body language, even though this isn't his performance. Fraser's nervous, but not locking up as he would with a woman. He's expecting action, all right.
Familiarities