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I can't stop rambling lately.
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*
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---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*
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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
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