I can't stop rambling lately.

[schmerica]

So today I've been thinking my and etben's theory of Ray K. and Fraser ended up as Those Old Married Queers Down the Street. I know a lot of you find the "Arctic Winter Murder/Suicide TRAGEDY ON THE ICE!" theory more convincing, but I can't help it: I find it too horribly, horribly charming. The two retired policeman who lives in the old little house on the corner, which is tiny but has a big backyard, with high wooden fences. They're pretty quiet neighbors, but Mr. Fraser takes a long walk with one of the dogs every day, and he's very friendly, knows everyone's name and tips his hat and stops to chat with the women working on their front gardens or the kids rollerskating or whoever. And Mr. Kowalski works on his car in the driveway on weekends, and all of the teenage boys can't help but notice it's pretty goddamn sweet, too. And sometimes they probably even sit on the swing on their front porch together in the evenings.

---Ahahahaha. OH GOD I am such a schmoop queen. I'm sorry, you guys! Help me out here, I need something to cut the sugar. I don't *actually* think this would be idyllic, but it'd look pretty peaceful and sweet from the outside! From the inside, of course, Fraser and Ray would be tense and prickly and freakish just like they always are, because that doesn't change with a happy ending.

MAN, I am in such a weird mood. I want to write! But that doesn't seem to be happening. I want bittersweet and tentative Fraser porn. Or Vecchiocest! Kowalski boxing! I want Fraser waking up for the first time in the new and unfamiliar bedroom after sleeping with his Ray. I want thoughts about RayK's eyelashes and rough stubble, Fraser's crooked smile and strong arms, Vecchio's long loose limbs and the way he shakes his head at Benny, all love and affection and acceptance of every weird and annoying and crazy thing about him. I want Thatcher being red-hot and bitchy and competent and in-charge and sparking with Fraser all over the place during season 2. I want fic that makes my insides feel the same way that screencap of Fraser and his boyfriends in the hotel room does, or the one of Frannie and Vecchio hugging in the interrogation room in Heaven and Earth, or that look on Fraser's face when he watches his parents at the end of CotW.

I want it all, you guys. *sighs dreamily*

Comments

[xanphibian.livejournal.com]

I love this entry. &hearts

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Awww! This entry loves YOU.

[snarkyducky.livejournal.com]

And Mr. Kowalski works on his car in the driveway on weekends, and all of the teenage boys can't help but notice it's pretty goddamn sweet, too.
eeee!!! &hearst;

the swing on their front porch together in the evenings.
i think the swing on the front porch is THE most romantic prop ever.. uhm, not that they're always props, but.. ;D

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

I cannot help it! Sometimes I just have the urge to smooosh them together forever.

[revbiscuit.livejournal.com]

What on earth is Vecchiocest? And more to the point, do I really want to know? :: looks through fingers ::

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Um. P-probably not? *doesn't want to be responsible for scarring you!*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_unhurt_/]

*experiences a resurgence of dS love*

though, ERK!

"Arctic Winter Murder/Suicide TRAGEDY ON THE ICE!" theory

and yet, cackling.

the way he shakes his head at Benny, all love and affection and acceptance of every weird and annoying and crazy thing about him

<3

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Well, you've heard the theories about how crazy Ray Kowalski would get up there! How else could it end? Hee.

And YES: <3 is exactly it. Even completely gen and canon, Vecchio loves him *so much*!

[kerrypolka.livejournal.com]

Okay, I think I'm finally going to have to crack out the last of the S2 DVDs today.

THANKS. :D

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

*wins*

\o/

[kerrypolka.livejournal.com]

INDEED YOU DO! :D

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Your icon is now making me imagine Ray Kowalski as Keira Knightley. My brain hurts.

[shoemaster.livejournal.com]

OH my god, how I want that first morning after fic right now. Just, everything. Oh boys. Oh boys as old men. (God, could you imagine if Ray had to get a cane? He'd leave it everywhere and Fraser would almost trip over it and would bitch at him about it and Ray would wield it like a weapon)

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Ray would be such a crabby and ornery old man, you know? OH BOYS AS OLD MEN is exactly it.

Ray with cane = Tracey with foot cast?

[celli]

<3

I want them to have a happy married ever after, but I want to watch them work for it first, because they're boys and they're not very bright about themselves, even when they have other people figured out in a trice.

I want them to be surprised by their first kiss, and to completely avoid each other for days while thinking about nothing but it.

I want them to blurt out their issues to random strangers--Fraser to someone visiting the Consulate for a visa form, no really, thank you Constable, and ray to someone into an interrogation.

I want them to have wacky crime chases across every possible Chicago landmark (splashing through Buckingham fountain! climbing the Ferris wheel at Navy Pier! getting pulled to a screeching halt when a bridge has to go up!) and doing that part beautifully, while still fucking the rest of it up completely.

I want drama, and angst, and agita, and then I want them to figure it all out despite themselves, and maybe have one more big fight on the way to an epiphany, and THEN I want minute-rice-perfect sex and happiness and the happily ever after that comes when you know you're a pair of freaks and geeks, and you're happy to put up with each other because that's the best kind of love that is.

...that's what I want. *sheepish grin*

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

....Now I want that too! DAMN YOU CELLI! (Not really.)

I want them to blurt out their issues to random strangers--Fraser to someone visiting the Consulate for a visa form, no really, thank you Constable, and ray to someone into an interrogation.

I can see this SO clearly in my head!

[burntcopper.livejournal.com]

...and all the neighbourhood mums roll their eyes as their sons and daughters have a habit of coming home with oil smears on their clothes but they technically can't disapprove since it keeps them off the streets and it's *useful*, and if they complained about Mr. Kowalski, that'd get back to Mr. Fraser, and none of them want to see Mr. Fraser looking disappointed.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

and none of them want to see Mr. Fraser looking disappointed.

Oh, GOD no. *shivers* That's like kicking a puppy! It's just wrong.