Well, a day late and...not so much a dollar short, I present Alan/Tara Christmas fluff! (Heh, I kept looking for a point
in the thing. Clearly Alan and I share a problem.)( Attempting to conceal a four-foot tall, flame-retardant, non-allergenic, but extremely lifelike artificial Christmas tree behind his back with one hand while holding a bottle of wine in the other was one of the most difficult tasks he’d undertaken all week. Perhaps because he’d spent the better part of his time at the office addressing Christmas cards. )
And recs! (These are from yuletide
, and, well, there were only two BL stories and I'm reccing them both, because they're both pretty phenomenal.)Three Dreams, Five Women
--This one was written for me (so you have me to thank for it!), and it has wonderful
Alan-Denny interaction and glimpses into Alan's subconscious...good stuff."I dreamed about Lori and Brad having sex in a Volvo," he said, because he'd had enough of picturing Tara in his own post-mortem period and he wasn't in any mood to plan Denny's funeral.
"I've never had sex in a Volvo," Denny said.
"Maybe tonight I'll dream about the burial," Alan said, "and someone will have sex in a Pinto."Manful
--(Link goes to text only because the other doesn't work). Alan/Brad, the pairing that will never cease to make me snicker. Some great lines in here, and the author actually writes both men very well.
Why anyone would even bother to write Brad well...I mean...
Nah, it's pretty damn funny. And there's no actual sex, so don't be scared. Not too scared, anyway."No," Alan says, "stop doing that."
"What?" Brad asks. The man's got to be a mind reader.
"That thing you people do, to explain other people you don't quite understand -- or, excuse me, don't want to understand. I'm not making small-talk, I don't really want to be buddies -- I don't have buddies and, I know this may seem odd to you, but I'm quite content not having buddies, actually -- I simply have an honest question, which you have answered, and now you're psychoanalyzing me. Like, I might add, every woman I have ever dated since nineteen eighty seven."
"I am not," Brad begins.
"Yes yes, of course," Alan acquiesces, "you're the Ken in this relationship."