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sneaking in to the very end of @ds30below with: Fraser + RayK + RayV + text posts
bonus Welsh:
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I don’t want to be in a relationship for kissing or romance I want one so that we can watch Marvel movies and when Captain America says I’m with you till the end of the line and Bucky gives him the watery wide-eyed look with his hair blowing in his face and fist pulled back I can grab them by the lapels and shake them furiously, screaming in their face about how you can see in the eyes alone the switch between Winter Soldier and Bucky Barnes. I think that would be nice to share together <3
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#due south#fraser/vecchio#benton fraser#ray vecchio#f/v#fraser u are giving yourself away again#his reaction this epsiode to the ex wife is certainly interesting#as is his contrast to her judgement vs his belief in ray in the duel#and that this is right after irene#and that it`s always fraser being weird about ray`s love interests
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All throughout childhood, while my peers were socializing and making friends, I studied the blade read so many books that I am now almost legally blind, which left me with vast and deeply instinctual understanding of English grammar - and next to no ability to explain how it actually works. Friends will often ask me to proofread their writing and then get very mad when I say things like, "You need to completely reverse this sentence and cut this clause entirely; no, I'm sorry, i don't know why, I just know that the way it is now ITCHES 😭"
Now, what I want to see is a fantasy story where this plays out with MAGICAL grammar. Someone from a backwater town deeply steeped in folk magic arrives at Wizard Uni where all their fellow students are like "What do you mean, we should add another '𝞯∘⋇𝞿' to the incancation because it 'sounds better'? What do you mean, 'it could just be a regional thing'?? WHAT DO YOU MEAN, 'THIS SPELL JUST FEELS LIKE IT NEEDS A LIVE RAT'????"
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Happy 30th Anniversary to Pilot Dief
Some screenshots (of poor quality because 90s television) of the first wonderful Dief, Frankie. He was such a great actor and cutie pie, and the one Dief I could believe would be half wolf <3
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Merd now I’m in love with French dub Fraser/Vecchio too. Oh noes…0h yes.
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Anyone got references for good fic beta-ers? Anyone wanna take a one for Due South on? I'm writing a long The Games/ kept-verse addition. Spoilers beware.
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That episode was so good. The George R cameo too.
One of my favorite things about Z Nation is that they don't try to skirt around the existence of zombies in media- they actually lean into it. They lean into society's preconceptions of zombies. It's so refreshing to have a zombie show that actually mentions zombie movies and zombie mythology, where most every character is already aware of the concept of zombies as it existed before the outbreak.
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watching Due south in French to help my language learning
Damn french voice Ray is saucy in comparison to David’s quiet and I not gonna lie kinda love it.
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So I spent all day writing Victoria's Secret AUs...it could have been worse edition.
I have an angst problem yo.
Victoria is a ghost
When you are lonely and feel guilty, the mind can offer all kinds of refuges.
Fraser hadn't left his apartment in three days, huddled in like the memory of before, he and Victoria. Except for that brief phone call the consulate had for him, that call that-- No matter, for the roses had appeared that afternoon, in sympathy and get well and provided the perfect reason to go back. The Forget Me Nots. Sick leave he had in abundance after all, so he returned to Victoria's embrace.
Until that night, well past midnight, Ray knocked on the door. Whether it was sleep deprivation or worry Ray too would leave, he made the mistake of inviting him in. “Do you wanna meet her?” and though he'd hestitated, Ray did cross the threshold, like an unseen hand had given him push.
And looked around a disheveled and empty apartment.
“Fraser?”
There was no woman in sight. To his eyes anyways. To Fraser, Victoria sat draped in his bed, an icy smile now gracing her features, as if more proof his guilt was earned eternally.
He leaned against the partition of his bedroom, looking between them both, and as he cracked like the thaw of ice in a pass, laughter bubbling to tears, sinking him into the cold as he sank to the floor despite Ray's efforts to try and catch him in grip, he knew.
“I'm sorry to inform you Constable, a Miss Victoria Metcalfe was killed in an auto crash two months after her release from prison. Her will requested you be informed in case of her death.”
Fraser and Victoria go to Texas
It shouldn't be so easy. Maybe it isn't. Maybe the sun of Austin won't be bright or will burn him out faster than here. But she doesn't care, and he, he can't say no. He'd asked for the transfer, entirely prepared to resign if they'd said no. Moffat had given him an odd look, like pity, but also considering his general problematic work, he was approved. He would use his sick time as leave in interim.
There was hardly anything to pack. His father's trunk, which Victoria assured would fit in a small rented U-Haul. All that was needed for them. Dief could stay in there as well. They'd stop during intervals to check on him. He seemed so displeased, Fraser half considered leaving him here, maybe with Willie?, but couldn't voice it anymore than he could say he'd prefer Dief in the car with them. Yet, Dief was loyal, so he watched and was going along silently, perhaps caged just like his master.
That left Ray. Something, and someone owed alot more than Fraser knew he could ever give.
It had ended as it should have if he'd truly been as cowardly or stupid as when he'd first come to Chicago. As it could've when he'd first left but hadn't really wanted to say goodbye.
A phone call from a payphone, outside the limits of town. Yes, your money is with Mr. Mustafi Ray. I'm sorry, you see, I have to go. I can't let her go. You friendship has meant so much to me. I know it doesn't seem it but...my regrets... I have to...I'll try to keep in touch. Of course, as a friend.
No forwarding address or number ever came.
Victoria and Dief killed by Jolly
The gunshot echoes in the night air. And the second.
He's already winded from chasing Ray, so he doesn't have much head start. The stairs and climb are daunting.
The door is wide open. Dief lays in his pool of blood near the cupboards, near the window leading to the fire escape, also thrown wide.
Victoria's crumpled by the bed, and the ransacked trunk, like she'd made a last ditch effort to retrieve his fire-arm within.
He doesn't bother to check Dief because it doesn't matter does it.
She's clearly dead.
Victoria's lawyer sucks and she goes back to prison
She'd been granted bail on the condition of being watched by two officers of the law. She'd languished in his little hell hole apartment for months untils trial. She'd followed the lawyers advice and dressed demurely and acted contrite and frightened for her life.
She saved her remaining rage for Benton in private. And though it still binds them, it wasn't enough. She's doesn't feel guilty like him.
She'd still refused to say where her portion of the money Jolly was stalking her for went. Root of all her evils, it damns her again.
The sentence is only five years. This time.
Fraser's eyes as he stares at her in shock as she's lead from the court in cuffs, after she'd turned from the verdict to pound his chest, or was it to go for his friend Ray's side arm and end this ... Well, 5 years isn't worth it, but at least he's getting the life sentence.
So damn him and his plea deals.
Fraser doesn't find the key at Ray's house in time
IA had taken ten minutes to get from the station to the Vecchio home. They didn't bother to think on the why of the anonymous call or record it so there will be no way to trace it as evidence later. Perhaps guilty conscious explains why he told on himself. No one will bother to remember it was a call from a woman.
Welsh, Huey and Louey were only two minutes behind. Ray Vecchio flagged by a rookie, who was radio-ed by Elaine, won't even make it to the scene, won't get to see or understand because he'll be redirected. He'll be once again staring at Fraser, blocked by glass, from the other side of the holding cells phones. Fraser won't pick up the receiver to answer him.
So Ray won't know the loss and what little it will be to what could've. Fraser's versus his own imprisonment or loss of bail and home. It's all Fraser feels he can do, but of course Ray doesn't understand him. Fraser doesn't want him to. But still Ray Vecchio sees the sad and forlorn and determined after confession, and refuses anything else.
That full confession makes easy conviction. What IA walking in saw.
A manic faced man amongst the ruins of the Vecchio's house. Rooms upheaved in mad search. A man who seemed caught frozen on the stairwell, phone left dangling over the bannister. Who greeted them with odd, flat words as if spoke to the air;
“I couldn't...I can't find the key.”
And the long poignant pause, his mask slipping on as Welsh stepped through the torn front door, as he finally registered them and added “The key, which I had previously planted. I would like to confess to the murder of Jolly Roberts for money from a former robbery, and attempted framing of my work colleague Ray Vecchio before I could flee with my portion of the cash. I believe cuffs are in order gentlemen.”
He paused again as he stepped through threshold and said to the three former friends standing agape "Can you tell Ray... I'm sorry about the mess."
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I was tagged by @pretty–thief for this one!
Rules: tag 9 people you’d like to know better (I’m not gonna tag anyone since I think everybody has done it already? idk, I’ve been super busy at work I’m failing to keep up here; please treat it as though I have tagged you if you want to do this! You can @ me and everything)
Top 3 Ships
1. Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth (A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones)
I’ve been shipping these idiots for twenty fucking years, since A Clash of Kings and it has been an often painful ride. I waited so long for them to get together and finally be happy so YOU CAN IMAGINE my dismay when season 8 went down the way it did. The day 8x04 aired I may have experienced the biggest emotional pendulum swing of my life, from when the stills of the kiss were leaked to when I watched the actual end of the episode. Anyway, they’re both still alive for now and will be until Martin gets off his butt so basically I think they’re now ours to do with what we will and what we will is give them the happy ending THEY SO CLEARLY DESERVE I MEAN COME ON. READ THE SOURCE MATERIAL DAN AND DAVID. WHAT THE FUCK.
Ahem.
2. Benton Fraser/Ray Vecchio (due South)
Me, discovering that tumblr does not have a single Fraser/Vecchio gif in its GIF catalog:
ANYWAY the internet at least provided this so here you go:
This is my single biggest happy place pairing. Though I have also happily read and written Fraser/Vecchio/Kowalski and Kowalski/Vecchio (and usually Fraser paired with Janet in those cases), Fraser/Vecchio is (along with JB) the OTP of my heart. They just love each other so much???Plus you get “together we’re better than we are separately” canonically stated and it’s VERY TRUE. SOMETIMES THE WORLD COMES TO YOU. AKA YOUR BOYFRIEND WITH YOUR FAVORITE HAT.
Anyway. My experience in the FV fandom in the mid-2000s is a treasured memory even if it kind of ended in an explosion. Heh.
3. Roberta Warren/Alvin Murphy (Z Nation)
this spot ALMOST went to Michael/Mahone from Prison Break and in fact as I type this I’m second-guessing myself about not choosing them, BUT I decided to give it to the ‘ship that I was slightly more productive with in terms of creative output and that’s Warren and Murphy from Z Nation. Murphy is the asshole failboat and only living survivor of a zombie bite and Warren is the badass team leader who agrees to ferry him across country to a lab where they’ll use his blood to make a cure. That’s how their relationship starts at least and it gets WILD from there. This ship isn’t canonical although there are ‘I love yous’ sort of exchanged at the end of the last season. But they never even hug. IT’S COMPLICATED.
There’s banter and height difference and Murphy becoming a better man just through association with Warren and they’re friends and antagonists and they are definitely Weird About Each Other and everyone knows it. (Sounds a lot like Jaime/Brienne? Yeah. I HAVE A TYPE.) It hits ALL my favorite shipping buttons. CURIOUS? You can watch this vid I made about them to see more. Limited zombies.
Last Song You Listened To
Matt Nathanson, “Still” which has this excellent lyric:
I remember nonstop earthquake dreams of you
You’re coming on fast like good dreams do
All night long
Last Movie You Watched
All the way through probably Frozen 2, which I loved. We got about halfway through another re-watch of Spider-Man: Into the Spiderverse and just haven’t gotten back to it yet.
Reading
Fanfic almost exclusively. I’m about to start sameboots’ painter Jaime AU next, I think, which I am VERY excited about. And then probably delve into another long one. Maybe Living Fiction finally. My To Read list for fic is excruciatingly long; I wish I read faster and/or didn’t have so much writing inspiration. Heh.
Last Thing You Ate
Half an avocado! It was delicious. I ate half in the morning and then the other half in the afternoon as a snack. I AM the avocado problem.
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10 First Lines Challenge
Tagged by @marley-manson
Oh geez most of my old fics aren't up or so short. I'm not a first line person either, I'd say I like my endings more.
But what the hell you inspired to re-load. Thanks.
Maleficent was unhappy.
Sleep to Dream - pigtailedgirl - Sleeping Beauty (1959) [Archive of Our Own]
"Oh god, poor Irena."
The Devil You Know - pigtailedgirl - Cat People (1942) [Archive of Our Own]
He's a lost man.
The Lost Man - pigtailedgirl - The Searchers [Archive of Our Own]
Ariel swam amongst sea horses, frolicked with Flounder for secrets in sunken ships, while taunting sharks trying to make them dinner.
Still Water - pigtailedgirl - The Little Mermaid (Disney Animated Movies) [Archive of Our Own]
The wind howled outside, and the snow only allowed short glimpses of a small roadside diner and motel where about eight people were waiting out a fierce blizzard.
Let It Snow - pigtailedgirl - due South [Archive of Our Own]
Now my unbeta-ed. I miss you aingeal8c!
Being a good detective requires understanding balance.
“Please don’t…don’t go.”
Tony Stark, a man surrounded by a loaded weapon of armor, would claim he is not a killer.
"Why?" It echoes in your head and heart, and you don't know who you are asking, even as you say it aloud.
It was the eve of the Accords writing.
I tag @gayvecchio, @sdwolfup, @diabolicalfiend, @syrupmap and @portlandwithyou and @allofthebeanz and others. anyone.
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