Seriously, this is the greatest piece of dS fic I've ever read in my life.
Un-American, by
Laura J. Valentine. Fraser/Kowalski, adult.
This is some of the funniest and most in-character shit I've ever read. I've always had this theory that Ray was totally one of those pseudo-punk glam boys back in the day, and that Stella affectionately indulged it. I also think that no amount of fic could ever assuage my need for more conversations between Ray and Sandor, but this comes pretty close. The Ray/Stella interaction is exactly what I always wanted to see from their relationship on-screen, and the Ray/Fraser is hot like burning, hilarious, and lovely. Also, QUEER QUILTING CIRCLE.
"Jesus hates me," he said.
"Jesus doesn't hate you," Fraser said, and he sounded upset.
"Didn't know you were religious," Ray said, glaring at him.
"I'm *not*," said Fraser.
"Then what do you care if Jesus hates me?"
"I--nevermind."
"'Jesus doesn't hate you'," Ray said. "You need a life, Fraser." He looked at his glasses mournfully. "And I need new glasses."