I was in the Closet with Detective Vecchio

due South side blog. I swing both Rays but lean about 7mm towards RayV ao3 |main: bisexualdawnsummers|

[redmyeyes]

DUE SOUTH -> 1x00 ❝ Pilot ❞

[the-quail-herder]

My sole contribution to due south tumblr

[middlepeep]

Glam 💄

[gayvecchio]

Never Mind the Bruises

word count: 1212 characters: Ray Vecchio, Benton Fraser summary: He'd had a belt leave marks on him plenty of times before, but never like this. (set during The Deal)

[gayvecchio]

Never Mind the Bruises

word count: 1212 characters: Ray Vecchio, Benton Fraser summary: He'd had a belt leave marks on him plenty of times before, but never like this. (set during The Deal)

[gayvecchio]

I wrote a bit of f/v/k pwp for anyone interested in that sort of thing

Just Another Tuesday

[pintpotjudas-deactivated2016092]

Well, this is all kinds of adorable.

[gayvecchio]

I wrote a bit of f/v/k pwp for anyone interested in that sort of thing

Just Another Tuesday

[preacherboyd]

Due South | 4x09 Dead Men Don't Throw Rice

[pigtailedgirl]

[gayvecchio]

What are you grinning about?

[howard-ly]

Perhaps we should be trying a little word association.

DUE SOUTH 1x12 // 3x04

[capispaghetti]

Sometimes I sit and think about how Fraser and Ray straight up killed a man (crushed him with a conveniently placed overhanging cliff) and then just carried on and never mentioned it again.

I just think about that.

[gayvecchio]

Obsessed with the look on Fraser's face while watching his Rays bickering with each other

[preacherboyd]

Due South | 4x13 Call of the Wild, Part 2

[gayvecchio]

What are you grinning about?

[screwtheprinceimtakingthehorse]

I wanted to be with you alone (and talk about the weather)

due South, F/V

“Fraser? What’re you doin’ here?” Ray exclaimed, smile widening to a grin. Of course, then he looked down, and saw Dief. If it even was Dief, seeing as this giant dog—okay, yeah, looked like a wolf—wasn’t white, but rather every shade from light to dark, muddy brown, and vaguely soggy. “My god, Benny, what did you do to him?” Ray asked, aghast. Dief grinned up at him, teeth gleaming extra brightly, what with his face caked in dirt.

“Nothing, Ray,” Fraser answered, joining Ray in contemplating Dief, who plonked his butt down as if to say, ‘Alright, I can see we’re going to dick around on this nice man’s front porch for a while before getting anywhere.’

“Nothing,” Ray echoed. “Okay, then whose wolf is this?”

Fraser pulled a face that was almost a pout. “Diefenbaker found a mud patch that he took rather a liking to,” he finally explained. “And I don’t have the, ah, facilities to clean him properly at my apartment, so we came here hoping that we could trouble you for the use of your garden.”

Ray made an eloquent noise. “And the use of my garden hose.”

“Yes, Ray,” Fraser nodded, at least appearing a little contrite.

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