#fraser/vecchio

[gjdraws]

Let's pretend the Rays are in the basement of an all girls school again okay

Bonus:

[gayvecchio]

due South 1.01 - Free Willie

[systematic-and-somehow-tragic]

Chinatown : side by side

[pigtailedgirl]

TWO AXES

[mitsukkai]

hello due south fandom. Today I offer u a fraser/vecchio fic. Tomorrow? Who knows

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[otpin-arts]

Got to mid S1 rewatch. Ray deserves a break after all the time he was cold. I’m putting this wet noodle in bed with his personal heater.

[scoobydoo-ghoulschool]

S2E16 "The Duel" giving me just about everything I could have wanted out of an episode of Due South. Ray angst, Ray appreciation, specifically Fraser appreciating Ray, Ray being ahead of the curve on Fraser with a case, ANOTHER Fraser and Angie parallel (seriously they did this in front of my face, Ray's ex-wife couldn't believe in his innocence but Fraser stood by him the whole time!!), and finally of course, a Mountie in distress where Ray got to pull off a pretty cool rescue/criminal take down.

[bisexualdawnsummers]

trick or treat 🎃

Thank you! I hope you enjoy these treats <3 🍬🍫 🍬

Ray winced, flipping the channel to cut off a young woman’s blood curdling scream. His lip curled, finding nothing but gruesome scenes one after the other displayed on the tv. “Ugh.” He clicked the tv off and tossed the remote aside. He plunged his hand into the candy bowl in his lap and dug around. He frowned and looked down to see nothing but empty wrappers. His stomach roiled suddenly with the realization of how much candy he’d eaten. Maybe volunteering for hand out duty had been a bad idea, but everyone else had better things to do, and Ray hadn't felt like going out anyway. He wasn’t really in the festive spirit this year. It was his first Halloween since Vegas, and Ray felt that he’d had enough of wearing a costume to last him a lifetime. He rubbed a hand over his belly as he shoved the bowl away. He stood up and headed for the door. Might as well turn off the porch light and call it a night.  He’d flicked the light off and was halfway up the stairs when the bell sounded. He paused for a few seconds, seeing if they would give up. When the bell chimed again, he sighed and trudged back down the stairs. There wasn’t anything left in the bowl, so they’d have to settle for a few pieces of the butterscotch things his Ma kept in a dish on the foyer table.  Ray’s breath caught as he swung open the door. He blinked, mouth hanging open. Either it was the best costume he’d ever seen or… “Benny?”  Fraser's hands fiddled with his hat, slowly rotating the brim of the Stetson between his fingers. The corners of his mouth wavered with an almost grin.  Ray’s eyes were wide as they swept over him from head to toe. It had been months since he had last seen Fraser. He'd been afraid that all he had left was that final glimpse of Fraser standing by his hospital bed that was half-lost in a haze of painkillers. “What are you…?” Fraser tipped his hat, top down, and held it out. His grin broke free fully, brows arching. “Trick or Treat?”  Ray huffed a surprised laugh. “Sorry, Benny, I’m all out of candy.”  Fraser’s lips turned down, a crease forming between his eyes. “Oh dear. That’s too bad.” He took a step forward, grin flickering back to life. “Well, Ray, I’m sure that you have something sweet that you can offer me as a substitute.” He lifted a hand to cup Ray’s cheek, eyes glinting with a warmth that Ray could feel ignite in his own chest.  Ray’s hand covered Fraser’s as he leaned into the touch. He shuffled closer to Fraser. “Yeah, Benny. I’m sure I can think of something.”

fic writer's trick or treat

Bonus treat under the cut (warning for mature content): A rough excerpt from my rayv/leather!mountie fic

The costume really was meant to be a joke; the idea of a leather clad Mountie was just too absurd, Ray couldn’t pass it up. He never could have imagined that the real Mountie would end up in a place like that. Seeing Fraser there had shaken Ray’s foundation. Ray had worked very hard to keep himself from thinking about Fraser and sex in the same context. As far as Ray was concerned, Fraser was like a life-sized action figure under the uniform. He had to think of him like that, it was the only way that Ray could keep working with him, keep being his friend, without losing his mind. Seeing Fraser in that place, surrounded by sin, by people who had no shame about giving in to what they wanted, no fear of what people might think, had broken something open in Ray. The sight of Fraser there, Mr. Prim and Proper, always untouched, no matter how much dirt he was standing in; It just made Ray want to mess him up even more, to see the Mountie clothes ripped open, get them filthy. Ray had barely been able to look at him; the man who blushed and stammered when a pretty woman batted eyes at him, looking for all the world like he belonged with people like that. Like he was one of them. The idea that Fraser might– Ray squeezed his eyes shut, biting his lip. His fingers curled, nails biting into the flesh of his palms. When he opened his eyes again after a long moment, Jameson was staring at him, narrowed eyes, shrewd and intent. His head was angled slightly to the side and the tip of his tongue peeked out the corner of his mouth. His arms were folded over his broad chest that that damned leather Serge was stretched across. God, he was like the perfect perversion of Benny.

[ds30below]

I remember really liking Due South as a teen when it first aired and I even have a paper Fraser/RayK zine from one of the first conventions I went to back in 2001 or 2002. Things have been really tough lately but this blog has brought Due South back to me. I watched the entire series on YouTube over the past couple of weeks and I'm sure I'll watch it again. I'm absolutely obsessed with Ray Vecchio and Fraser/RayV.

Thanks for bringing this little bit of joy back to me when I really needed it

Hi there!

It's wonderful that you reconnected with Due South after so long, and I'm not at all surprised that this kind, hopeful show gives you some joy :) Plus, it's great to see all the Ray Vecchio and Fraser/Vecchio love around here!

I'm incredibly glad to hear this fest could offer you something nice during a hard time. This is more than I could hope for when I first got the idea.

Thank you for sharing your story! Hope things get better for you soon <3

[gjdraws]

Me watching the end of the pilot

Me watching the dS finale

Yeah he does, shut up Bob you didn't even hug your son at the end there WOW (derogatory). Where's that man's cathartic cry HUH?

And sorry Bob he gets two of everything, including Canadian dad and Chicago dad because that's what he deserves!

[gayvecchio]

[systematic-and-somehow-tragic]

Fraser's voice crack 💕

F: You got it, I only asked you once, and you got it V: Of course I got it, you asked me for it, right?

the way Fraser sounds surprised but also touched that Ray got him the wolf license and the way Ray responds like it's a no-brainer that'd he'd do this for Fraser

[pigtailedgirl]

[billiethepoet]

Making friendship bracelets at 221bCon and I made one for Benton Fraser.

[aquadestinyswriting]

I have been having thoughts this morning. Tagging @druidx and @blind-the-winds because the two of you will totally understand where I'm coming from with this.

Hubs and I have been watching through his Due South dvd collection the last few weeks and have just made it to season 3. It's kind of hilarious to watch this series now that 1. I'm a lot older than I was when it first aired in the UK and 2. I've been more than a bit obssessed with the platonic relationship between Elowyn and Meredith the last couple of days.

Hubs and I have both been joking about the "platonic marriage" of Fraser and Vecchio and have both unironically been calling them husbands throughout seasons 1 and 2. And do you know something? I realised that the relationship between Fraser and Vecchio is the best possible example in media that I can point to to explain Merri and Elowyn. Two partners in crime-solving that pretty much complete one another, and are so ride or die for each other that they'll cross whole damn countries if they get even a whiff of the other being in trouble, international relations be damned.

I don't think I've seen this concept so beautifully portrayed in live action media since. And Due South was a buddy cop tv series that aired in the *90s*. Since I must have been around 7 or 8 years old when I first watched this show, I'm pretty sure that this influenced my opinion on relationships in general from then on.

The best bit? The first episode of season 3 offended me so much I almost cried. In hindsight, I realise that it was only because it was a violent reminder of what I had to do in order to retire Merri at the mid-point of the campaign, thereby forcing Merri and Elowyn to "break up" in a similar way that Fraser and Vecchio were forced to (and also because people keep on inadvertently gaslighting Fraser the whole episode, but that's a whole other thing in itself).

Now excuse me while I plot out a Titan Fighting Fantasy/Due South modern AU crossover (after my brain stops breaking my heart with all the damn angst).