#“WHATS 3X7 ???????”

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[slutforsilverfoxes]

Of all the incredible one liners Rossi says to Hotch in the 187 years of this show, “I need you to dominate me because it gives me direction and a purpose in life” is pretty high up there imo

[tomwambsgans]

tarry with hope // a 3x6-7 tomgreg fic

wordcount: 7,896 tags/warnings: canon-compliant, missing scenes, character study, mutual pining, alcohol, mutual masturbation, hurt/comfort, nero and sporus Two drunken nights on Greg's couch, on either side of the news that no one will be going to prison. He and Tom deal with fears and insecurities and each other to varying degrees.

[turnonyrlovelight]

do u think elwood blues does the universal doing homework with ur dad at 10 pm thing in the 90s

[shelma32entertainment]

What We Do In The Shadows | 3x07 | The Siren | REACTION

[never-quite-buried]

I’m watching Glee and. Episode 3x7 has me feral because i swear to God that Santana says “ I’ll be so nice that butter won’t melt in my mouth” but on my rewatch she says “I’ll be so nice that cotton candy won’t melt in my mouth”

I KNOW this is wrong because idk how many times i watched this season (at least 9 or 10 times?) and always thought “That’s a weird thing to say…” because being nice would imply warmth…which would melt butter.

[useless-polls]

[spghtrbry]

For me the most traumatizing bcs episode is still 3x7 because idk theres something so evil about seeing a character that is essentially Not A Bad Guy (and we fucking know hes not a bad guy weve seen him try and try and try to change for better throughout the whole fucking show) getting his life completely ruined, and at first i was like “oh this is sad :(“ but then i saw that scene where he cried his eyes out in that stupid office talking about his brother that hates him and his gal that is disappointed in him and all that stuff and then he left the office with that manic smile because he knew fully well what hed just done and holt shit man i cried so hard after that episode. i swear to Gd i was sobbing for like 5 hours straight. I dont know man something about that one scene. That godawful smile. and i still felt sorry for him i still liked him as a character but its like at that exact moment he deceived ME personally because he was genuinely trying to be a good person and do no wrong yada yada and then its like he nullified it all with that one thing he did to Chuck in 3x7. and fuck the worst thing is that he knew it too and he did suffer because of that later he surely did suffer because of that all the way through. and yeah ofc i didnt feel so sad abt that scene later when i moved on and continued watching the show. but man that fucking night. i was HEARTBROKEN!!!!

[canonicallyobserving911]

So... that clip of Athena talking about the man who murdered her fiancé and turning state's witness was something... 🙄.

What is it with TM (showrunner) attempting to rewrite the past? "Athena Begins" (3x7) was a great episode and she was finally able to put that part of her past behind her. She moved on and so did the viewers.

This seems like MORE SENSELESS DRAMA and of course it'll be more ridiculousness for Bobby and Athena since it's so far beyond TM to let couples be happy. I don't see how this is going to be interesting. Athena is NOT A DETECTIVE, she’s a field sergeant and the reason why she wanted to stay one was so she could be in the field and remain a first responder but they sure keep treating her like she's a detective, so why not promote her?

What's next, is TM going to let Junior from 6x3 "The Devil You Know" turn state's witness too, so he can get a reduced sentence? 😬🤐🙄 Or maybe he'll bring Jeffrey (3x17 and season 5) back from the dead even though Athena killed him in 5x3.

I like Athena and Bobby so please don't misunderstand this post. As the top billed actress and actor, IMO, their storylines should be better.

#AthenaDeservesBetterThanTheseRehashedStorylines

[deathbyoctopi]

My loveliest Xue Yang enthusiasts!!!

In a month or so it's this adorable murder gremlin's birthday, and there is an extremely cool initiative out there to bring as many Xue Yang art together as possible!

This is organized by @wifiwuxians (view POST) in order to bring together as many A-Yangs as possible >w< and I think it's a fantastic endeavor.

So much so that!!! Consider me! XD I love this poor little meow meow and I can write him any day of the week, but draw??? Terror.

But still, no harm in picking a pen and seeing what happens, hmmm? So, I came up with THIS:

A happy Modern A-Yang very proud of having won the best plushie in the whole fair! (It was a dart aiming stall, but he used a knife and the vendor doesn't have any heart to disqualify him).

Aaaaaaaaaaaannnd, because this fandom is absolutely AMAZING, a great artist whom I admire a whole lot (rhy in twitter) actually helped me crop it to make it suitable for the birthday project, and even coloured it!!! Now it looks amazing! 😍😍😍

So!!! Now I can proudly present my Yangyang for the Birthday Surprise, and if I can do it, so can you!!! A small doodle, a portrait, a sketch, a chibi, a watercolour 3x7 canvas painting... Everything is good, every A-Yang is welcome!

Let's make this something cool and special ^w^

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[guardian-angle22]

Felt like putting together a little themed fic rec list! Here are some coda/missing moment fics for 3.07 Red vs. Blue. If I've missed any, let me know and I can add them to the list! (I also might make edits to these posts to add more fics as they get written. If I ever do so I'll be sure to reblog the post for visibility!)

Enjoy all of our amazing fandom writers and leave them some comments & love!

[Disclaimer: If you're an author and don't like to be tagged or linked for any reason, let me know and I'll remove the tag and make sure not to do so in the future, no questions asked.]

SOFTBALL FOCUSED:

◆ Win or Lose by @heartstringsduet (Words: 8.3K; Rating: E; d/s elements)

What if the softball game ended with nothing but TK receiving his rightful reward for winning? What if Carlos ever so slightly tweaked his plans?

◆ in your corner by @heartstringsduet (Words: 7.1K; Rating: M; d/s elements; part 5 of a series)

Win or lose, Carlos promises to reward TK after the softball game tonight. But all it takes is a single moment to unravel what they’ve built together.

◆ it's hotter than hell where i'm at by @petalwritesx (Words: 1.3K; Rating: M)

“If I would’ve known a softball uniform did this to you,” T.K. says, breathless between kisses, “I would’ve bought one a long time ago.” OR: Before their little award ceremony, Carlos and T.K. have some alone time.

◆ Sex Drive by @welcometololaland (Words: 3.8K; Rating: E)

Carlos has a thing for TK playing softball and TK has a thing for reflective surfaces, apparently. OR A season 3, episode 7 missing scene.

◆ "You love this, don't you?" by @irispurpurea (Words: 403; Rating: T)

Fictober 2022 Day 28. Prompt: “You love this, don’t you?” Missing scene from Red vs. Blue

◆ Gold name and number by @goodways (Words: 3.6K; Rating: E)

“I’m just saying Carlos, it was a simple ‘talk shit, get hit scenario’, the law has no place getting involved,” TK spoke with a tone like he was explaining simple first grade math. “First of all, that’s not true and second of all… no, no I think that’s it.” * Carlos has some feelings about TK in his softball outfit.

◆ Take Me Out to the Ball Game by @chicgeekgirl89 (Words: 1.5K; Rating: T)

He’s seen his boyfriend’s ass in a lot of outfits; his uniform, jeans, slacks, but nothing, nothing tops this. His boyfriend is hot. He’s so fucking hot. Carlos isn’t sure he’s ever seen anything hotter in his entire life.  A follow up fic for 3x07 "Red vs. Blue" in which T.K. wears a new kind of uniform and Carlos likes it. A lot.

◆ your hand under my jacket by @kiras-sunshine (Words: 5.8K; Rating: T)

"You know, I’m grateful you came to watch,” TK hums as he steps into their loft through the door, and immediately turns around to give him one of those wide and brilliant grins, and pokes the peak of Carlos’ cap upwards, “even though it looked like you were trying to be as incognito as possible.

END OF EPISODE FOCUSED or BOTH (TW: discussions of grief/death/dying):

◆ Everest to mariana by @paperstorm

A tag for 3x7, 'Red vs Blue', in which Carlos fulfills a teenaged fantasy and TK gets devastating news.

◆ i can't just bring them back, but darling i can hold your hand by @morganaspendragonss (Words: 2K; Rating: T)

It’s been hours, and TK hasn’t said a word. He hasn’t screamed, or cried, or done anything that Carlos has come to expect from someone who just found out a loved one passed away. He’s just curled up in a ball on the bed, staring blankly at the wall, and that’s where he’s been ever since he walked away from the party like a ghost. * a 3.07 coda/3.08 spec fic

◆ underneath by @kiras-sunshine (Words: 4.2K; Rating: T)

Grief is a powerful thing, and it affects everyone differently, creating unique pain and ache for everyone, and it is always a process, and TK has had his grief only for mere hours. It is still new, growing and invading space in him.

◆ not a victory march by @reyesstrand (Words: 2.8K; Rating: T)

Carlos approaches, still under the assumption that everything is fine because it's supposed to be, and TK feels his eyes start to burn when Carlos asks him to tell his mom he says hi.  Because that's something he's never going to do again.

◆ Surrounded by Love by @bluenet13 (Words: 5.8K; Rating: T)

A look at TK in the days, weeks and months following Gwyn’s passing as he processes his grief with the help of his family and friends. A 3x07 Coda

◆ this weight off your shoulders by @marjansmarwani (Words: 1.9K; Rating: T)

When Andrea Reyes receives a call from her son with terrible news, she makes a promise to a woman she only met once but always felt she knew. A 3x07 Coda

◆ may there be abundant peace by @maxbegone (Words: 2.6K; Rating: N/A)

Carlos sighs. “Baby, I’m so sorry.” “Yeah.” “I’m so sorry.” It warrants no further reply, because at this point Carlos is crying along with him, resting his forehead against his temple and securing his hold even tighter. If he didn’t feel so numb, TK would reciprocate somehow. But this day has been simultaneously a blur and the sharpest image, burned red-hot in his brain. He could relive every single moment in perfect accuracy, he swears. __ An introspective episode coda sometime after the events of 3.07 and 3.08.

◆ No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. by @tkstrrand (4 fic series, Total Words: 13.1K; Rating: G)

TK tries to balance moments of joy with grief/guilt following the months after his mother's passing.

◆ sometimes grief is an open wound - it bleeds and bleeds and bleeds by @morganaspendragonss (Words: 663; Rating: M; TW: Self-harm, Suicidal Thoughts)

His doctor puts him back on his antidepressants and he takes them without complaint, even when sometimes they feel like they’re doing more harm than good. The side effects leave him nauseous for a week, his already unpredictable sleep schedule fucked up beyond repair, but TK dutifully swallows them down every morning, because this means that he’s trying, right? It means that… It means something. It has to.

◆ wrap me up, enfold me by @strandnreyes (Words: 2.3K; Rating: G)

“She’s dead.” Those are the last words he has spoken in at least ten minutes. Now as Carlos sits beside TK on the couch, he isn’t sure what to do. His boyfriend is silent and unmoving, almost hauntingly so, and there’s this vacant look in his eyes that makes him look so unlike himself that it jars Carlos.

◆ Before...And After by @littlemissmarianna (Words: 256; Rating: G)

TK takes a shuddering breath. He doesn’t remember much about last night, except that he was catatonic after the call, then dissolved an hour later into a sobbing, hyperventilating mess. The only reason he didn’t shake apart was because Carlos had held him.

◆ wrapped in a cloak of misery by @pendragonsandbuckleys (Words: 1.1K; Rating: G)

The phone clattered to the ground only seconds before TK’s knees buckled from underneath him. - a 3.07 coda.

◆ silent answers by @blueink3 (Words: 577; Rating: T)

It’s Paul who notices first because of course he does. “She’s dead.” Who clocks the fact that something has gone horrifyingly, catastrophically wrong. “She’s dead.” “Carlos?” Not ‘hey, man’ or ‘you good?’ Not the casual, easy tone Carlos has come to appreciate ever since that night at the club. It’s diffused more than one high pressure situation, but this -  Nothing can fix this. A coda to 3x07.

[audi0med1c]

Out-of-Context-Snippets of my fanfic:

"The rain does not let up through the remainder of the night, and despite the dry clothes and heap of furs on top of her, Lexa stays curled in fetal position, shivering, as if the cold storm has settled and made a permanent home in her bones."

......

"I'm m-messing e-everything up-p." Her teeth clatter and she normally would care that anyone was seeing her in such state, but her pride and last of her strength has vaporized into the unforgiving coldness settling into her bones.

"Lexa..." The girl laments, as the commander squeezes her eyes shut, concentrating on the friction she's trying to generate between her limbs under the fur. 

Lexa doesn't have it in her to snap at her old friend to get out of her tent. Her anger which typically expels freely at anyone around her is self-combusting. Nothing feels right. She hates that she can't tell the difference if something is actually wrong or it's just because Clarke isn't there with her that's throwing off all her instincts, but she isn't sure what to do now except wait. For what she isn't sure but she can feel it in the twitches of her nerves something is coming.  Something that she knows she isn't ready for. 

Something is wrong. And I can't even get out of this bed.

Lexa doesn't mean to, but her lips let out the faintest whimper of frustration that she hopes is muffled enough for Luna not to hear.  She buries her face into her pillow, hoping the other girl will see she's in no state to discuss anything and leave. 

Instead she feels the furs lift behind after a minute, as the bed sinks slightly with the addition of another body.  Her eyes wince with wetness when she feels a pair of arms slink around her, pulling her back into the curve of a torso. 

"Hey, just breathe." Luna's soft voice says, trying to overlap as much of their bodies as possible, until she rests the side of her face against Lexa's cheek. The gentle warmth from the skin-on-skin contact slows the commander's shivering after a few minutes, leaving her with laden relief. If her pillow wasn't already soaked from her wet hair it would be from her eyes leaking sideways across her face. 

The two lay in silence, until Lexa's breathing deepens, matching Luna's.  With her muscles finally still, her mind grounded if only for a moment, she feels sleep finally overtaking her.

"I don't know what else I can do that won't hurt anyone." Lexa whispers so faintly it barely registers.

If you are looking for a more fleshed out, adult-themed fix-it, my story jumps in at 3x7 and explores deeper Lexa's character, past trauma, and her ongoing struggle with balancing love vs. duty.

[saturnniidae]

I'm rewatching trollhunters and just got to 3x7, and it never fails to make me emotional. Like, the opening flashback of Merlin making the amulet (especially the scene of Morgan's hand sinking into the cauldron. it's amazing, actually),

And all the parallels!

Angor Rot convincing Gunmar to let Draal live because what he said reminded him of his time obeying Strickler, Draal saying "don't make it weird" when he offered Jim a hand up just like when Jim first spared Draal after their fight,

AND MY FAVORITE ONE: the parallel to Kanjagar's death, with his son dying in the same pose as his father as he falls off a ledge, presumably smashing into pieces on the ground. It's just so ajdjsjsnfi

[whimsicallyenchantedrose]

Season 3 Rewatch Drabbles: 3x7 Dark Hollow

Summary:  A series of 100-500 word drabbles to accompany my    rewatch of season 3 of Once Upon a Time.  There will be a drabble–either a deleted scene, a “fix it” fic or a character musing for each episode of the season.  Focus will be on Emma, Henry, the Charmings and Killian–with an emphasis on Captain Swan’s epic love story.

Word Count: 856

Other Chapters: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13) (14) (15) (16) (17) (18) (19) (20) (21) (22) (23) (24) (25) (26) (27) (28)

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Killian stalked away, anger bubbling up inside him.

You want me to choose?  I choose Henry.  He’s the only love I have room for in my heart.

It had been like a slap in the face–a slap he clearly desperately needed.

Stupid, bloody love-sick simpleton!

His anger flared even hotter.  He wished for something, anything to skewer with his hook.  Oh his anger wasn’t directed at her.  It wasn’t even directed at Baelfire.  No, he was bloody furious with himself alone.

Swan had been entirely correct to call the both of them out for their childish tactics.  Fighting over a lighter like a pair of churlish school boys!  Doing so as a proxy for the woman they both truly wanted to fight over!  It was utterly disgraceful.

She’d reacted as he would have expected her to if he’d had his wits about him, but clearly he’d lost them entirely sometime over the course of the last day.

He hadn’t felt so awkward and off-balance around a woman he fancied since he was a green youth in the navy.  At the risk of sounding unbearably vain, he’d never had to.  He’d had to do little more than smile devilishly at a lady, and she’d be ready to swoon right into his arms.

Not Swan, though, never Swan.  She was made of stronger stuff than that, and it was one of many reasons he loved her.

He snorted.  He had quite a way of showing it, didn’t he?  Acting like a jealous nitwit, and in the process jeopardizing their entire reason for being on this terrible island.  Jeopardizing the safety of Swan’s lad.  Forget requiting his love; he’d be lucky if she didn’t skewer him with Baelfire’s cutlass.  It would be no more than he deserved!

Killian let out a long breath.  He’d have to rejoin them in a moment.  With the shadow in tow, it was time to execute their plan to rescue Henry, and there wasn’t a second to lose.  He had to get a hold of himself and fast.

What meant something was you telling us about Neal.  Thank you.

It had hurt to see the surprise in her eyes at that, to hear her half-teasing “well you are a pirate”.  Aye he was, and he’d been so for centuries, but he’d hoped, especially after that kiss, that she’d begun to see him differently, begun to see him as a man of honor.  That she’d ever, for a moment, think he’d allow Baelfire to rot in Pan’s custody, simply because he was a rival, cut him to the quick.

And yet…and yet, she’d likely never know just how hard it had been to take that information immediately to her parents.

He thought back to Echo Cave, to his secret and the look on her face when he’d laid his heart out before her.  She had been surprised, aye, but she hadn’t been disgusted.  Indeed, she’d taken a small step toward him, her hand slightly outstretched, her mouth opening as if to speak…before she was interrupted by her father’s confession.

He wondered what she would have said.  Not confessed her love in return, to be sure.  He wasn’t so self-deluded as to expect that, but perhaps give him a glimmer of hope?

There’d not been time to delve deeper into the mystery, as her parents in turn shared their secrets and then Swan had crossed the bridge to her erstwhile lover.

Killian had been too far away to hear the secret she’d shared to dissolve Bae’s cage, but the quick, fervent hug they’d shared afterwards had spoken volumes.

As had Bae’s own confession to her outside of the cave.  I’ll never stop fighting for you.

Killian little knew what had transpired between the two of them in the past, aside from the obvious which had led to Henry’s creation–an act he very definitely did not wish to dwell upon–but when she’d spoken of Neal in the past, there had always been a shadow behind her eyes, a pain so deep it could never be fully concealed behind the walls she set up around her heart.

Killian wanted Emma, wanted her more than he’d ever wanted another woman, at least since Milah, but even more than that, he wanted that pain erased from her eyes.  He wanted her happy and at peace.  If that meant a reconciliation with Bae, he’d accept it; he’d have to.

Oh he wouldn’t give up on her without a fight; he still intended to win her heart should she be amenable, but as he’d told her, he wouldn’t do so through trickery.  After the debacle that had been this afternoon, he was determined he also wouldn’t attempt to do so through the childish, neanderthal tactics of fighting with his rival as though she was some sort of spoil of war.

At any rate, now was not the time to focus on his love life.  Now was the time to get her son back, and until that objective was achieved, he’d remain laser focused.

It was the very least he owed her.

With one more deep breath he headed back to the camp.

NEXT CHAPTER->

[arbitrarygreay]

Unit field dynamics

1. If the situation and expectations are relatively clear, Abigail takes the initiative. If there are procedures/protocols to fall back on, Abigail is confident in moving forward and making the plans. However, Abigail taking initiative is actually pretty orthogonal to whether or not she succeeds. Quite often, if she's feeling confident about using her High-Atlantic background, it doesn't work. She tends to do much better when she's breaking new ground, but also when she's had a little time to analyze and prepare. Raelle and Tally are pretty content with following Abigail's lead most of the time. She's a good springboard foundation. 2. If the situation is uncertain, with the first round of ideas tried and failed, the unit defaults to turning to Tally. The first time we saw this was in 1x8, where when Abigail was in a sulk over the Scylla reveal, Tally took over assigning the unit roles. The most vivid case of this is in 3x10. As Adil and Scylla are succumbing to fungal poisoning, Abigail and Raelle are both SCREAMING for Tally to do her usual thing. See also 3x3, where when Adil was twisting himself into knots over what might be happening to Khalida, Abigail's solution to "We need a new strategy, now" was to turn to Tally. Tally, in turn, was immediately responsive to Abigail's body language requesting her counsel, even before she said anything. Tally was the primary lead in season 2 because it was a time when each unit member was thrown into intense emotional uncertainty, and that is where Tally thrives, throwing herself into gathering information and filtering it through her sense of justice. 3. But, of course, there are times when both Abigail and Tally falter. Abigail paralyzed by her own shortcomings, Tally pushing ahead too fast and getting in over her head. And when that happens, they have their backstop in Raelle. We first saw this when Abigail asked Raelle to heal Khalida. There was, of course, the trial in 3x9. I think it seems extremely notable that we really only saw Raelle use the Witchbomb offensively against enemies once? When she destroyed the people threatening Tally in 3x7. (Tarim was borderline, more of AoE self-defense.) Although, of course, Raelle's role was the most in flux across the series. First, she was ducking out on the unit in rebellion. Then, she was emotionally unstable because of Scylla and Willa. And then her arc in S3 was disrupted by production issues, and Raelle was more often than not getting incapacitated by the Camarilla targeting the Mycelium, so even in 3x10 we didn't get to see the unit fully in action together. So, the clearest case we see of the trio at full power in combat was 2x10. Tally gathered information until she identified Penelope. Abigail processed that information and came up with the idea. Raelle was not offense, only keeping Penelope contained, and Abigail was the vanguard offense. 3b. Scylla's role is support. It's implied that the Witchbomb is an exception to Necro's offense capabilities. Usually Necro is charged with gathering information not available to Knowing due to the barrier of death. Scylla is also focused on support in her Spree skills. There's the infiltration and intelligence gathering side, of course, but Morrigan's Whisper also turned out to be used more for distraction and coordination than offense, creating a platform to enable more traditional attacks.