getting things off my chest, PLUS f/k/v meta-y

[schmerica]

I realize my strong dislike for both Sam Winchester and John Sheppard is competely irrational and not really founded on anything, but knowing this really doesn't do anything to make me able to stand them.

(This is opposed to my completely rational hate of McDreamy on Grey's Anatomy, which is supported by all the canon and means he deserves to die a painful death.)

Also, Ben and Jerry's is way, way overrated. *very sadly disappointed in the pint I bought to help me through weekend o' PMS*

Hmmm. Maybe I'll write today. That would be nice. The day has gotten off to a good start -- I cleaned! And did all my dishes! Maybe I'll continue with the productivity!

aerye was asking about the differences between my perspective and china_shop's in the sleeping-arrangements-ficlets we both were writing. One of the things that really stands out to me, at least, is that China's writing with a prior Ray/Ray, so the tension there is making sure Fraser knows he isn't the odd one out, third wheel type person. Whereas I think in the universe I was setting up, the tension comes from more the sense that the Ray/Ray relationship is the weakest link; so that it ends up the sleeping arrangements is one of the things that helps strengthen up the fault line, instead of undermining, like in her interpretation.

Basically: I don't see the Ray/Ray, so I needed to give them something to make them closer together, because I see the Fraser/Vecchio and Fraser/Kowalski as both much stronger and not needing the encouragement, so I wrote my thing to adjust the relationships into something more equal. But china_shop sees Ray/Ray as the strong foundation point, so the adjusting I did to balance it for me made it unbalanced for her -- so she wrote her thing making sure Fraser was still balanced into it with the two of them.

It's really pretty neat, I think.

Comments

[aerye.livejournal.com]

pearl_o, pearl_o, pearl_o -- I want you to write this. Because I am really intrigued now by what those first few nights in bed together are like. I mean, okay, Fraser is off to his cot and -- what? Do they pretend to fall asleep quickly? Do they toss and turn and apologize every time they bump up against each other?

Do they lay there in silence, and then Vecchio says, kinda snippy, "So am I supposed to thank you, now?" And Kowalski, who maybe was feeling all good and self-sacrificing right up until he had to watch Fraser kissing Vecchio and now thinks maybe this was one of the dumber ideas he's ever had in his life, snaps back "What the fuck ever, Vecchio."

Do they try humor -- how about those Bulls? Does Vecchio even stay the first night, or does he suddenly get up and toss on his clothes and bolt?

Tell me, Obi-Wan-pearl_o!

[joandarck.livejournal.com]

I don't like Ben & Jerry's - it's short on flavour, people only buy it for the candy, that's my theory. You can find much better ice cream in the same format for similar prices. B&J's boo! Don't believe the hype!

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Seriously, man. When I'm paying upwards of three dollars for a pint of ice cream, I expect much higher quality. That is what I get for shopping at the convenience store next door, which has nothing else in selection.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

This is not what you wanted, but this is what your question makes me think of.

*****

The first time Ray sees Fraser kissing Vecchio, it feels like someone's ripping his heart out of his chest. Which doesn't make any sense, it doesn't, because he's okay with this, he really is. He thinks he is. They talked it over like adults, they have rules, everybody's happy.

It's not like he didn't know Fraser and Vecchio were fucking. And it's not even-- it's not, like, a sexy kiss or anything.

What happens is this: it's Saturday afternoon, they're all in the apartment, him and Vecchio are on the couch watching TV while Fraser is wandering around doing weird Fraser stuff. And then Fraser decides that, hey, it's a beautiful day, he and Dief are gonna take advantage of it, so he gets changed and the two of them are getting ready to go out and he promises to bring home some dinner with him, and that's all fine. And then he comes over to the couch and says "I'll be back soon" and leans over the back to kiss Ray good-bye, just like he's done a hundred million times before.

And then he does the same thing to Vecchio.

And Fraser's gone, and it's just Ray and Vecchio sitting on the couch alone, and Ray thinks maybe he's gonna throw up.

For a couple of minutes, Ray doesn't look over at Vecchio at all, just straight at the TV, straight ahead, no sideways at all.

And then when he does look over, he's surprised, because Vecchio is looking at him -- and for once, Vecchio doesn't have his tough guy face on. Vecchio looks maybe even a little sympathetic.

"YOu want me to go? I can go."

"What?" Ray says, playing it cool. "No, whatever. You can stay, I don't care."

Vecchio smiles a little bit, turns back to the TV, and Ray can't help staring at him a little longer than he should, going over it all again, the angles of his face, the thinning hair, the length of his fancy clothes. Fraser has sex with Vecchio, Ray thinks, and it doesn't do anything to his stomach at all. Fraser loves Vecchio, Ray thinks, and his hand clenches tight on the cushion.

For a second Ray wonders what it'd be like, kissing Vecchio, being in bed with him like he is with Fraser. He can't imagine it -- and then he can, and that's weird, really weird. And it almost makes him laugh, because he can just see it: the two of them in bed, and Fraser-- Fraser sitting in the corner watching. Because he would, Fraser would get off on that like nothing else; hell, he's probably been planning it already.

And then Ray must chuckle out loud, because Vecchio looks over at him, curious, and says, "What're you laughing about?"

"Nothing," Ray says. And after a minute, "Our boyfriend's a pervert."

And Vecchio is still looking at him when he breaks into a smile and shakes his head slowly, like he can't even argue, and then Ray laughs for real.

*****

And now what are YOU writing, my dear? Hmmmmmm?

[brooklinegirl.livejournal.com]

god, SOMEONE write that first night trying to sleep together, please, PLEASE.