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miss fraser 🤲💍
#due south#benton fraser#ray vecchio#due south rayv#fraser x rayv#due south fanart#due south art#due south fraser#screenshot redraw#redraw#artists on tumblr
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DUE SOUTH (1994-1999)
#due south#duesouthedit#tvedit#benton fraser#fraser/rayv#paul gross#david marciano#my gif#yes this is the pair of that other gifset :)#benton fraser/ray vecchio#ray vecchio
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Benton Fraser and Ray Vecchio in due South 2.18 "Flashback"
#due south#ray vecchio#benton fraser#fraser/rayv#fraser x ray v#alt title for this ep: the love story of benton fraser and ray vecchio#tvedit
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in a ray swap au, I think Ray Vecchio would be perfectly happy to meet Fraser's former partner who he's heard so much about.
Meanwhile RayK, returning from two years undercover to see Fraser partnered with someone else, even though he knew this would happen:
#due south#rayv like#he had to partner up with me or else you would be discovered and killed#rayk: next time let me die#sarah talks
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#due south#ray vecchio#benton fraser#fraser/rayv#fraser x ray v#frayv#no context just vibes#and those vibes are gay#the context is kind of is devastating#so i just want to focus on The Tension#they about to ----
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RAY VECCHIO DAY
↪ Favourite outfits
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Jesus I can't get over how much I love this. How Fraser is all huddled in on himself but for Fraser how open it is, his little hand over head, eyebrow rub, I'm fucking tired and I feel safe showing it. Ray noticing it. How Fraser has his hand over his mouth to deny, the headshake like no, moves his hand aside but not totally. Looks at Ray in the eye, when he gives the honest answer, the wish I spent more time, and looks away with the ingrained justification behind the emotional reasoning.
And as Ray is sharing, Fraser's reaction! That huff and little smile cause Ray wants it to be funny, looking at him try to smile it, but he can't hold it, so a glance away. Cause and it's so not, and just...that stop and stare of concern at the end.
MY GOD I LOVE THEM.
As Patrick Stewart would say "Acting"
Here have a Riv Chase cuteness. Fraser can't even nitpick he impressed.
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Welsh's dynamic with the boys:
Fraser: "I was convinced you were the most annoying Canadian I ever met, but upon reflection of the other Canadians I have graced paths with, I no longer think, but know that you are the most annoying. Now unless you're telling me you found an actual house to live in, go solve the case, Constable"
RayK: "I want you to know, detective, that I would shoot you in a heartbeat, but if you ever plan on trashtalking some agents with a beer, I'm there and I'm bringing a sixpack"
RayV: "Do you see this sandwich, Vecchio? See how there's all these different elements of the sandwich: the pastrami, the lettuce, the cheese, the sesame seeds, the two slices of bread that hold it altogether? Let's say this sandwich is the precinct. Now, if everyone does their job right, we make this beautiful delicacy, here, we make society function. We can make something beautiful. No part is too small, I mean, look at the pickle. One pickle, and it can make or break the sandwich - huh? Yeah, I'm cutting off the crusts because no one wants them there and they ruin the sandwich. No, you're not the pickles, you're the crusts. Now go do your job.
#due south#harding welsh#why is he so mean to ray?!#he has a grudging relationship with fraser and mentor/mentee thing with rayk#but he's so mean to rayv although i know he cares about him!!!#it's so fucking funny please leave my son alone he is TRYING
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Fraser/Ray V 🤝 Hawkeye/Trapper
character is forced to leave without getting a chance to say goodbye, still manages to give the most homoerotic alternative to goodbye possible
#cold out here - heat me up#like what the fuck#marley on due south#marley on mash#text post#i was reading someone's anecdote the other day of how they started with season 3 and never got the impression that#fraser/rayk were buddy cops let alone shippy (they saw it more as an ensemble) but they shipped fraser/rayv based solely on the first#ep where he leaves and the finale where he returns and i was like 'wow so fucking valid'#reminded me of how i only started earnestly shipping traphawk during welcome to korea lol
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Making friendship bracelets at 221bCon and I made one for Benton Fraser.
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#due south#benton fraser#ray vecchio#ray kowalski#due south diefenbaker#diefenbaker#due south dief#rayv#rayk#due south rayk#due south rayv#fraser x rayv#fraser x rayk#rayv x fraser x rayk#due south art#due south fanart
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The Fraser/Ray V fic we discussed on our latest ep
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Benton Fraser & Ray Vecchio + Closets
#due south#ray vecchio#benton fraser#fraser x rayv#fraser/rayv#dsedit#hey look i made a thing#frayv#paul gross#david marciano#catherine bruhier#elaine besbriss
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even though I prefer their platonic relationship, it is fact to me that fraser was on year 3 of a 5 year plan to wife up ray vecchio, which was cruelly interrupted by ray vecchio being sent undercover and then put on an indefinite hold by fraser meeting the love of his life
#the subtext of the first two seasons is fraser trying to lead RayV away from the heterosexual life#and RayV fighting him tooth and nail#due south#sarah talks
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That man, I think I've seen him before.
#due south#benton fraser#ray vecchio#fraser/vecchio#ray kowalski#fraser's big dorky smile :)))#he's so happy to see rayv again!
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POST-CANON Due South ficlet(s)
I was on a plane and some images popped into my head and I wrote them down and I hurt my own feelings.
Title(s): without the ghost of a shadow (all it ever meant)
Pairing: Gen (RayV/Fraser implied, RayK/Fraser a speculative possibility)
Summary: It’s been many years, but Ray remembers.
Warnings: permanent absence of Fraser & RayK, Ray lives in Florida with Ma, current U.S. History canon compliant.
Mentions of Police Violence, real events, caring for aging relatives, sad feelings.
Author’s Notes: I think a lot about these characters and how they would feel abt current events and the world we live in now, i think abt the role of dS as a part of the copaganda/colonial-imperial image laundering machine, but also the fairy tale qualities of so much of this kind of story telling. If any of these themes bothers you, please skip, thanks :)
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without the ghost of a shadow
A man shoots another man three times on a beach without reason or explanation and Ray is grateful that Fraser isn’t here to see it. It’s been twenty years since Florida became Ray’s home (or the closest approximation thereof), seventeen since Stella picked back up and went to New York City to work for the Attorney General, and eight since Ma moved south to live with him, because she couldn’t stand the harsh midwestern winters, leaving Frannie and Maria and Tony and the kids back in Chicago.
He looks around these days and isn’t quite sure he recognizes the world anymore. Everything has seemed a little strange since Fraser appeared in his life and stranger still since he left, but Ray thinks that things have gotten worse in ways that have nothing to do with his personal experience of reality.
Benny isn’t here to see these United States become the worst version of themselves; the shame that Ray feels when he looks at the cruelty and chaos around him, the sick confirmation of his most cynical expectations, is hidden from the only eyes Ray ever believed could see the good in every one.
Benton Fraser was one-of-a-kind and when he left, the world seemed to forget what he’d been so eager to prove; that with kindness, courtesy, and respect (for each other, for the law, for the world) everyone could be better than the worst that was expected of them. Ray knows that he often forgets it himself, and forgot it even while Fraser was still there to guide him, no wonder that without him here, everyone else is having so much trouble.
When he’s standing in the kitchen in the morning, looking out at the bungalow across the street, it’s peach colored stucco walls, and wooden framed windows, its grassy lawn, the morning air still heavy and wet with the swamp of the Everglades, the whole neighborhood sinking into the muck beneath it, an inch a year, he thinks about his friend.
He can see him, Fraser, red cheeked and satisfied, standing by the dog sled, while the dogs take a break. His hair is still dark, his teeth just a little crooked, his eyes shining with the light reflecting off the endless snow of the Yukon. He looks exactly as he did when he left Chicago the last time, the last time Ray saw him. Kowalski is with him, hair still the same unkempt dishwater blond, his teeth chattering, his hands shoved into his armpits, he’s bitching at Fraser about something, but he’s smiling, even though you can only see it around his eyes. Diefenbaker is sitting next to them, giving them that head half-cocked look, the one which says “why are you humans so stupid?” his tongue lolling out, his breath, hot from the sled run, forming clouds in the air.
He smiles, even as he can feel the sharp cold of the Northwest Territories prick at his cheeks, despite the sunlight spilling into the room, because they’re together, the three of them. The grand adventure continues, in that other place where the good guys in red always get their man, and friendship can vanquish even the darkest of demons, and you have to trek a hundred miles on snow shoes and climb a telephone pole to hear the bad news about the place where Ray has realized he set down roots and can no longer be moved.
He sips his coffee, and setting the mug down he can see how the Florida sun has come to live in his skin, darkening it to something warm and brown, no longer subject to the bleaching, overcoated Chicago winters. He can hear Ma putting about in the hall, and lets himself worry for a moment about whether she’s going to slip in the bathroom. He took the tub out a few years ago and had a walk in shower put in instead, and they’ve long done away with bathmats, but he can’t help himself, not that he’d ever say anything where she can hear him.
In his mind’s eye, Fraser turns to Kowalski and says something to him that he can’t hear over the distance between them, and Kowalski grins for real this time and Dief gives his own doggy lupine grin. Kowalski goes to make sure everything is set on the dog sled, and Dief trots to the front of the pack to get strapped in, but Fraser lingers for a moment, his eyes seeking out the middle distance, like he’s trying to catch sight of something just beyond the horizon. He brings his hand up to the brim of his Stetson and dips his chin a fraction, and Ray knows that its for him.
They get back on the dogsled and keep heading north, and Ray blinks a few times in the Florida sun and turns away to start making breakfast.
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(all that it ever was)
When the news of Treyvon Martin’s murder hits the national news circuit, all Ray can see is Willie. The separations of families at the border remind him of Mrs. Gomes, mothers desperate to love and protect their children. Ray’s known too many cops in his life to believe in the good ones. He himself has been desperate for the collar, eager to wash his hands of a messy case, committed to throwing the book at whoever was at hand, and let God sort ‘em out. Ray has held a gun with the intent to kill a man just for the satisfaction of seeing him die, knowing full well that the men and women of his station-house would back his word.
And the part of his soul which still has Benny’s fingerprints all over it, the only part of himself that has ever felt clean, cries out at the injustices that litter the news every day.
The problem, Ray finds himself thinking, is that once you meet a good man, once you’ve lived next to the real deal, you can’t quite forget it. There’s no ghost of Benton Fraser stepping in to provide color commentary on Ray’s life (and may God have mercy on him, that he should not live to meet Benny’s ghost), just the pattern and the memory of a man who believed in the goodness of others, and who believed that Ray, too, could learn to look at the world and see it as he did.
It’s a terrible gift that Fraser gave him, he thinks, as the world turns, and someone passes a law which makes him think of Ms. Fraser, and the things he found he did like about a woman, after all. To see the gap between the world as it is and what it could be, the promise of a kindness which need not be out of reach, perpetually unfulfilled, was to have his heart broken anew every day.
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Titles come from The King of Terrors
thanks for reading
#due south#my fic#my work#fanfic#ray vecchio#ma vecchio#fraser/rayv#ray kowalski#diefenbaker#sad#i hurt my own feelings#benton fraser#fraser/vecchio
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