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Hi, I'm Dorktective Vecchio--I am SO Italian--DON'T MAKE ME KICK YOU IN THE HEAD!
Today on ds_recsredux: Kowalski is a dork! If you have any doubts, please, consider the internal monologues during "Strange Bedfellows." But...you have no doubts. And also you probably don't want to think about those monologues too long because you will start to bleed out your ears. Behind the cut, screencaps and fic recs.
What is with this hat, guys? He wears a hat maybe three times ever that we see and one of them is this? OMG such a dork!
His glasses! ♥ He's just bought a ray gun. You know it makes him happy that it's a RAY gun.
Steve McQueen wannabe sunglasses!
And I KNOW you all remember the cherry-striped briefs from "Eclipse." Which is good because I don't have a cap of it.
And now, FIC!
Five Ways Ray and Ray Redefined Romance by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
slidellra. Ray/Ray, PG-13, ~1500 words. In which Kowalski is relieved that Vecchio is back from Florida, because everyone else at the 2-7 has turned into a pod person.
Dominique's long legs and long hair and long looks up and down from under her long eyelashes were all walking out of the 2-7 and out of their lives, down the street, turning left, and Ray leaned helplessly to the right, watching her to the last possible second. "Damn," he said, shaking his head, and opened his mouth to ask Vecchio where he wanted to eat dinner.
"What, was that you flirting?" Vecchio cackled. "Because that explains a lot."
"No," Ray lied, resisting the urge to kick him in the shins. "What about you?"
And because Vecchio's eyes were shining and his smile was sweet and mean in perfect proportion, and because Ray was no idiot, he shoved his hands in his rear pockets and widened his stance a little. He pulled his lower lip through his teeth and lifted his chin, met Vecchio's eyes and thought suck you all night long, thought make you feel it.
Five ways Ray Vecchio was disconcerted by Ray Kowalski, also byslidellra. Ray/Ray, R, ~800 words. The title says it all. There's a line in this fic that breaks my heart every fucking time I read it, but that's not why I'm reccing it. I'm reccing it because of this:
Not only did Kowalski make the first move, which maybe Ray should have seen coming, but the way he played it was almost smooth, which no way in hell did he expect. Kowalski sucked at trying to be seductive, always played it too hot or too cool or said the wrong thing and ended up looking like an ass. But maybe he was learning, because he seduced Ray slow and casual, just the usual recreational arguments bleeding into after-work hours, then more and more nights when he wanted to be with Kowalski more than he wanted to be anywhere else. Until one night when Ray sprawled bone-tired on the couch and put off going home, and Kowalski leaned into his personal space and looked at his cheek down by his jawline and said, like it was nothing, like it didn't cost to be the brave one, like his voice wasn't shaking, that if Ray wanted to...
Ray did.
Got Milk? bypir8fancier. Ray/Ray, NC-17, 2308 words. "A Year, More or Less, in the Life"-verse. Kowalski is incapable of going on vacation without getting a horrible sunburn and then sulking about it. But Vecchio is there with Fraser-advice and rimming!
"So what part of, 'Put on some sunscreen or you'll fry up like a polish sausage' didn't you get?"
"What part of 'I'm in fucking agony here, so would you please shut the fuck up' didn't you get."
You can't be Polish, blond, and blue-eyed without getting a few nasty burns over the course of your childhood. Every summer after school let out, we'd go on vacation to some cheap-shit motel for a week, staying in some dump of a town on the shores of Lake Michigan. No matter how much it cost, my father would flirt with a stroke every time he had to pull out his wallet. And no matter how much I had burned the previous summer, my brother and I were out the door before my mother could lather on the sunscreen, ignoring her calls of, "Boys, you need some…" Because I was itching to do some of my own flirting. With skin cancer.
Powers of Attraction bycatwalksalone. Ray/Ray, R, 2850 words. Cat's summary is one of the best things I've ever read all by itself: "With great power comes great responsibility, apparently. Lucky for Ray and Ray, their powers? Not so great."
"Times-a-wasting. Pitter patter, Vecchio." He stumbles over a crack in the sidewalk but keeps right on walking. Ray laughs. The sun lights Kowalski from behind, edging his hair with gold and Ray laughs more because, god. Lame and beautiful – it's a dream come true.
I LOVE THEM SO MUCH GUYS.
More Welcome is the Sweet bybrynnmck. Fraser/Kowalski/Vecchio, PG-13, ~2000 words. Fraser thinks the Rays have forgotten his birthday. The whole thing is adorable, but the depiction of morning!Kowalski is particularly fantastic:
A few minutes later, Ray shuffled into the kitchen wearing old sweatpants and an even older T-shirt, and made straight for the coffee maker, muttering "coffeecoffeecoffeecoffeecoffee" under his breath the entire way. Fraser smiled fondly; Ray maintained very little distinction between interior and exterior monologue even at the best of times, and first thing in the morning was definitely not his best time. Steaming mug in hand, gulping and wincing repeatedly as the hot coffee hit his throat, he made his way over to the chair across from Fraser and slumped into it, hunched over, his forehead on the smooth polished wood of the table.
Home is Where the Dictionary Is bybrigantine1. F/K, PG-13, 279 words. Kowalski is reading a romance he found on a park bench. Kowalski's romance-reading habit is my favorite thing on EARTH (come on, REALLY, how many guys know the pool boy is always an English lord in disguise?), so it went without saying I would love this snippet. But he's SO CUTE about it:
"Wow, that's a lotta swelling goin' on."
Fraser made a soft sound like a stranded carp.
Ray held up the book to show Thatcher the cover where a naked, hairy man twined muscular arms around a voluptuous, half-clad blond woman, who appeared surprisingly tolerant of the gesture. A gloomy, ruined Italian villa loomed in the background.
"Fangs of Love," Ray explained. "Found it on a park bench while we were on stakeout today."
And now two fics about Kowalski's dorktastic glasses, which he should wear ALL THE TIME BECAUSE THEY ARE SO FUCKING HOT OMG HAVE I MENTIONED I LIKE HIS GLASSES?
Specs bymlyn. Ray/Ray, NC-17, ~1500 words. Kowalski gets new glasses.
"Kowalski." Vecchio managed to unglue himself from the doorframe and grabbed Kowalski's shirt, hauling him closer as gracefully as he could manage. "I better see you in the bedroom wearing those, and only those, or I am going to die."
A grin spread across Kowalski's face, and the thin clear lenses highlighted the little crinkles around his eyes. Vecchio swallowed.
And this one is just a snippet but I love it to death: Glasses bysnoopypez. Ray/Ray, G, 111 words. Vecchio doesn't think Kowalski's glasses fit with his image. No excerpt because I'd be quoting half the fic. Just go read the damn thing.
Okay, that's all, folks! What are YOUR favorite dorky!Kowalski stories? F/K and F/K/V particularly welcome to round things out.
What is with this hat, guys? He wears a hat maybe three times ever that we see and one of them is this? OMG such a dork!
His glasses! ♥ He's just bought a ray gun. You know it makes him happy that it's a RAY gun.
Steve McQueen wannabe sunglasses!
And I KNOW you all remember the cherry-striped briefs from "Eclipse." Which is good because I don't have a cap of it.
And now, FIC!
Five Ways Ray and Ray Redefined Romance by
slidellra. Ray/Ray, PG-13, ~1500 words. In which Kowalski is relieved that Vecchio is back from Florida, because everyone else at the 2-7 has turned into a pod person.Dominique's long legs and long hair and long looks up and down from under her long eyelashes were all walking out of the 2-7 and out of their lives, down the street, turning left, and Ray leaned helplessly to the right, watching her to the last possible second. "Damn," he said, shaking his head, and opened his mouth to ask Vecchio where he wanted to eat dinner.
"What, was that you flirting?" Vecchio cackled. "Because that explains a lot."
"No," Ray lied, resisting the urge to kick him in the shins. "What about you?"
And because Vecchio's eyes were shining and his smile was sweet and mean in perfect proportion, and because Ray was no idiot, he shoved his hands in his rear pockets and widened his stance a little. He pulled his lower lip through his teeth and lifted his chin, met Vecchio's eyes and thought suck you all night long, thought make you feel it.
Five ways Ray Vecchio was disconcerted by Ray Kowalski, also by
slidellra. Ray/Ray, R, ~800 words. The title says it all. There's a line in this fic that breaks my heart every fucking time I read it, but that's not why I'm reccing it. I'm reccing it because of this:Not only did Kowalski make the first move, which maybe Ray should have seen coming, but the way he played it was almost smooth, which no way in hell did he expect. Kowalski sucked at trying to be seductive, always played it too hot or too cool or said the wrong thing and ended up looking like an ass. But maybe he was learning, because he seduced Ray slow and casual, just the usual recreational arguments bleeding into after-work hours, then more and more nights when he wanted to be with Kowalski more than he wanted to be anywhere else. Until one night when Ray sprawled bone-tired on the couch and put off going home, and Kowalski leaned into his personal space and looked at his cheek down by his jawline and said, like it was nothing, like it didn't cost to be the brave one, like his voice wasn't shaking, that if Ray wanted to...
Ray did.
Got Milk? by
pir8fancier. Ray/Ray, NC-17, 2308 words. "A Year, More or Less, in the Life"-verse. Kowalski is incapable of going on vacation without getting a horrible sunburn and then sulking about it. But Vecchio is there with Fraser-advice and rimming! "So what part of, 'Put on some sunscreen or you'll fry up like a polish sausage' didn't you get?"
"What part of 'I'm in fucking agony here, so would you please shut the fuck up' didn't you get."
You can't be Polish, blond, and blue-eyed without getting a few nasty burns over the course of your childhood. Every summer after school let out, we'd go on vacation to some cheap-shit motel for a week, staying in some dump of a town on the shores of Lake Michigan. No matter how much it cost, my father would flirt with a stroke every time he had to pull out his wallet. And no matter how much I had burned the previous summer, my brother and I were out the door before my mother could lather on the sunscreen, ignoring her calls of, "Boys, you need some…" Because I was itching to do some of my own flirting. With skin cancer.
Powers of Attraction by
catwalksalone. Ray/Ray, R, 2850 words. Cat's summary is one of the best things I've ever read all by itself: "With great power comes great responsibility, apparently. Lucky for Ray and Ray, their powers? Not so great.""Times-a-wasting. Pitter patter, Vecchio." He stumbles over a crack in the sidewalk but keeps right on walking. Ray laughs. The sun lights Kowalski from behind, edging his hair with gold and Ray laughs more because, god. Lame and beautiful – it's a dream come true.
I LOVE THEM SO MUCH GUYS.
More Welcome is the Sweet by
brynnmck. Fraser/Kowalski/Vecchio, PG-13, ~2000 words. Fraser thinks the Rays have forgotten his birthday. The whole thing is adorable, but the depiction of morning!Kowalski is particularly fantastic: A few minutes later, Ray shuffled into the kitchen wearing old sweatpants and an even older T-shirt, and made straight for the coffee maker, muttering "coffeecoffeecoffeecoffeecoffee" under his breath the entire way. Fraser smiled fondly; Ray maintained very little distinction between interior and exterior monologue even at the best of times, and first thing in the morning was definitely not his best time. Steaming mug in hand, gulping and wincing repeatedly as the hot coffee hit his throat, he made his way over to the chair across from Fraser and slumped into it, hunched over, his forehead on the smooth polished wood of the table.
Home is Where the Dictionary Is by
brigantine1. F/K, PG-13, 279 words. Kowalski is reading a romance he found on a park bench. Kowalski's romance-reading habit is my favorite thing on EARTH (come on, REALLY, how many guys know the pool boy is always an English lord in disguise?), so it went without saying I would love this snippet. But he's SO CUTE about it:"Wow, that's a lotta swelling goin' on."
Fraser made a soft sound like a stranded carp.
Ray held up the book to show Thatcher the cover where a naked, hairy man twined muscular arms around a voluptuous, half-clad blond woman, who appeared surprisingly tolerant of the gesture. A gloomy, ruined Italian villa loomed in the background.
"Fangs of Love," Ray explained. "Found it on a park bench while we were on stakeout today."
And now two fics about Kowalski's dorktastic glasses, which he should wear ALL THE TIME BECAUSE THEY ARE SO FUCKING HOT OMG HAVE I MENTIONED I LIKE HIS GLASSES?
Specs by
mlyn. Ray/Ray, NC-17, ~1500 words. Kowalski gets new glasses."Kowalski." Vecchio managed to unglue himself from the doorframe and grabbed Kowalski's shirt, hauling him closer as gracefully as he could manage. "I better see you in the bedroom wearing those, and only those, or I am going to die."
A grin spread across Kowalski's face, and the thin clear lenses highlighted the little crinkles around his eyes. Vecchio swallowed.
And this one is just a snippet but I love it to death: Glasses by
snoopypez. Ray/Ray, G, 111 words. Vecchio doesn't think Kowalski's glasses fit with his image. No excerpt because I'd be quoting half the fic. Just go read the damn thing.Okay, that's all, folks! What are YOUR favorite dorky!Kowalski stories? F/K and F/K/V particularly welcome to round things out.
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