#greys 2x08

[forbescaroline]

TOP 5/10 CHARACTERS PER SHOW (as voted by my followers) ↳ grey's anatomy edition #1. Cristina Yang portrayed by Sandra Oh

[bodybebangin]

[winnie-the-monster]

[dxrlinggxd]

the butcher and the hunter-turned-prey: the execution of lady jane grey // shauna shipman and nat scatorccio, yellowjackets

[poirott]

Agatha Christie’s Poirot costumes [7/?] ↳ Poirot's suit with silver waistcoat (+ grey version) in 2x08 "The Kidnapped Prime Minister"

[venomwrites]

More of the missing moments fic!

Follow up to this fic, full thing is on Ao3. Fill ins for the missing time between 2x07-2x08. Each fic can be read on its own but they kind of work well together.

“I’m sorry,” the doctor who has indulged her so much says, “if it were any other circumstances—“

“No,” Caitlyn stops him.

What is a bribe if there is nowhere to spend it?

Ambessa’s ships have been arriving consistently. They loom in the harbor, a threat and a promise. No merchant ship would dare to enter their waters and risk her wrath. And hers means so much more than Cailtyns. No merchants means no supplies. No supplies means that whatever patients can be cared for by loved ones need to be moved. Taken home. 

“She is stable and waking up,” he says, “it will continue to be a process. Your father—‘

“We will manage,” Caitlyn says, “when do I need to move her?”

“Today?”

She is not ready for that.

She is not ready to have this still creature who was once Vi come back to her home. Come back painted in all of Caitlyn’s sins and just be there until she’s strong enough to tell Caitlyn what a monster she is. For all the longing for Vi’s voice drove her to feed Jinx, she does not know how she is going to handle hearing it from her. 

“Alright,” she says instead, “let me dress her.”

Vi exists in some kind of twilight state. She sleeps most of the day. All of the day actually. Occasionally her grey eyes will slit open. Caitlyn does not know what she sees but she tries to stay out of view. She makes more noises though. Groans and pained whimpers that cut through Caitlyns core. All the time she spent wishing Vi would let her in and she cannot bear to see this pain. 

She really is a coward. 

There is a bag she has ready to go for Vi. It has money, clothes, some provisions. Enough to get her around the Undercity. Caitlyn has her sizes from her putting on the blue gear. She’s gotten things that are comfortable but not prison clothes. Though Caitlyn knows it would be easier to put her back in those loose striped pants. 

Or it would be if Caitlyn hadn’t burned them. 

Instead she picks up the black pants Vi has been living in. She has no idea what she paid for them but what it cost to get them clean made even her housekeeper gasp. Caitlyn doesn’t care. They are one of the only two garments Vi owns. She can do nothing but she can clean her stupid snug pants. 

Caitlyn works underwear up Vi’s legs and the pants on top of that. All practical, comfortable garments that mirror what Vi was wearing as best she can. She’s paid people to continue moving Vi’s limbs while she’s unconscious. The loss of muscle mass has been minimal. It keeps Vi looking like herself. 

It also makes pulling the pants up her legs hard. Not just because VI’s lets are all muscle but because Vi is all bulk.

Caitlyn manages anyway, working the pants up as high as she can. Then she has to slide her hand under the small of Vi’s back and get them the rest of the way up. Caitlyn sometimes feels as though she knows Vi’s body better than her own now. 

She hates that most of all. 

This is not how she wanted to learn it. Not with Vi laying here carrying the weight of all her sins. She wanted to be let in. To build that gentle trust between them until Vi never said anything like ‘oil and water’ ever again. Instead she managed to destroy it. Even before Vi left. 

It’s hard being loved like that

Jinx’s voice echoes in her ears. She hates the truth in her words. Vi loves with her entire soul. Carelessly, recklessly, blindly. Caitlyn has no idea where she gets the bravery from. It’s hard and it hurts an in the end it comes down to the choice of hiding from it or stepping into it. Trying to reciprocate it. Not being afraid of failing to reciprocate it.

What do you shoot for Kiramman?

Flat grey eyes are open.

They look at her and Caitlyn has no idea if they can see her. Given Vi has not bolted up from the bed and started telling her what a monster she is, she has a feeling they cannot. It doesn’t make it any easier to be caught in their orbit though. Do you hide from love or do you try to love the sun?

“Your pants are tight,” she says. Because Vi does not do small talk, “they are your pants, by the way.”

The grey eyes flutter closed and rationally Caitlyn knows its because of her injuries. Irrationally she finds it annoying. 

“If you’re trying to avoid having to wear a shirt, I’m sorry to say you’re out of luck,” she continues. 

The top is designed cleverly with a few snaps that can lay it flat open. However, the design flaw is apparent in that Caitlyn has to lean over Vi to pull it under her shoulders. This time though when her hands brush Vi’s side, she feels her muscles tense in response. It’s the first time she’s felt anything like actual life from her in so long. She can’t quite stop the sharp inhale as she looks down at the pained look on Vi’s face.

“Shhh,” Caitlyn has not soothed anyone since the grade school girls bathroom when boys broke their hearts, “you’re safe.”

“W—“ Vi tries to get the word out through dry lips. 

“Jinx is safe, she’s with us,” she knows Vi will not remember this. She just has to pray it goes through whatever fear is trying to wake her up, “I’m going to take you home.” 

None of that seems to make Vi feel better enough to relax. Caitlyn can see the heart rate monitor start to pick up. Distress. It’s normal as she wakes, but Caitlyn knows in her bones she’s the cause of this particular time. More than all the others. Before her mind can say why this is not a good idea, Caitlyn does the only thing she can think of. 

She strokes the back of her knuckles down Vi’s cheek. 

The effect is so instant Caitlyn half thinks she made up the previous moment. Vi lets out a shuddering breath and turns her face towards the side Caitlyn stroked. Caitlyn hesitates only a moment before repeating the gesture, trying to do it as gently as possible but also making sure Vi can feel it in her fog. A soft sound spills from her lips as she again tries to follow. So Caitlyn flattens her palm against her cheek entirely. 

“Ca-it,” Vi sighs her name. 

Like she’s been dreaming of this. 

Caitlyn saw the way Vi looked when she worked up the courage to touch her. It made her want to never stop. She wanted to touch Vi gently until the surprised, longing look in her eyes went away. Until those touches were so normal they barely registered. 

Of course Vi would be dreaming about that.

She loves you.

What if she chooses me again?

“I love you,” she blurts out, “Jinx loves you—you are so loved,” she tells the sleeping woman, “right now you need to sleep so I can take you home. Just sleep.” 

Vi’s breath hitches but she relaxes as Caitlyn strokes the skin under her eye. Caitlyn keeps her hand there as she pulls the folds of Vi’s top gently over her torso and tries to fit the snaps together. They are sturdy though. She trails her fingers along Vi’s skin. Vi lets out a deep breath as sleep takes her back away. Caitlyn fits the snaps together and sits back. 

Carefully she reaches out and pulls Vi’s plait free. The unshaved side of her hair has gotten so long. Caitlyn thinks to cut it but stops herself every time. Most of the time she knew Vi, her hair was not her choice. When she came back it was clear it hadn’t been cut. Without the stiffness of the greasepaint thee was enough to pull back. Then to plait into a braid. The first time Caitlyn had seen it her heart lurched at the familiarity. But now it suits her. 

For safety they transport her with medical support. 

It’s hard to see her limp again, mask over her mouth and nose, monitors beeping. The bandages she’s kept on her forearms now snake higher, making sure the tubes stay in place. Only the sight of the street clothes Vi wears keep Caitlyn grounded. She is home and they will deal with whatever comes next. 

“Where are we taking her?” 

“My room,” Caitlyn orders.

If they have any thoughts on the matter they say nothing. Caitlyn follows them into her room. What she is not expecting is to see her father standing on her bed. He’s been a shell of who he was. It’s a pain that Caitlyn cannot deal with at the moment. Has not been able to deal with. He flits in and out of rooms and her vision, opening his mouth but never fully getting out what he wants to say. 

“What are you doing?” Caitlyn asks. 

“They told me you were bringing her home,” he says, “you need somewhere to hang the fluids.”

“Yes,” she says, “but—“ 

What is she still doing here?!

What will you do if she chooses me?

“Ma’m—“ one of the medics interrupts her fumbling mind. 

“Put her here,” her father says, motioning them in. 

She watches as they move forward with more confidence than she has seen. Confidence because a doctor is motioning them forward. Her father directs them like it’s a second nature. Like he has not been listless this whole time. His practiced hands follow the tubing and inspect the ports. He treats her like any other patient and it is both infuriating and heartwarming. When he is satisfied he turns to Caitlyn. 

“Why?” Caitlyn asks finally, “you said she doesn’t belong here.” 

Shame crosses her father’s face. Her father is not a Kiramman by blood, he’s one by marriage. Respectable family but not one of equal stature. Caitlyn had never noticed how people looked at him until she was older. She had never planned on falling in love anyway so it was never something she cared to think about. Now she stands in front of her bed with the pair of them and wonders how her mother must have felt all those years ago. 

Of all the people in the room, the only one who truly belongs in the house is her. 

She will fight him if he tries to say otherwise. 

“Yes,” he says, “I was cruel.”

The fight slides out of her. She was cruel. They have both been cruel. Careless. She walks over to him and puts a hand on his shoulder. Her father lets out a breath and wipes at his face. Only then does Caitlyn realize he’s trimmed his beard. 

“I’m going to keep the medics visiting when they can,” she says, “but when they can’t—“

“Whatever you need,” he agrees. Caitlyn nods her thanks, “did you—talk?”

“No,” Caitlyn says. Her father gives her a look, “No! She’s been unconscious.” 

He waits a moment. Caitlyn thinks he’s not going to speak. 

“She would be furious you had a girl in your room.” 

The wound of her mother pulls. But it doesn’t reopen with the same agony. For the first time Caitlyn almost feels like smiling at the thought. Of course she’s snuck girls into her room before. And her mother has been livid because you’ll get a reputation, Caitlyn. It’s always been her father who caves more easily. Caved more easily. Tobias! It is not funny! It’s her house now, she can bring in whoever she wants.  

“She would be just as upset you let me do it,” she says glancing up at the hook. 

Her father waves his hand. 

“I’ll go make tea.” 

Caitlyn approaches the bed. The drapes have changed, they do with the seasons, but it’s easy to remember Vi sprawled out on her covers. Complimenting her work. The bed is huge, big enough for many people. But Vi’s presence is the only thing that matters in it. Caitlyn sits on the edge and contents herself with watching for a long moment. 

What if she chooses me?

“I don’t care,” she says aloud. 

“About what?”

Shit, the tea. 

Caitlyn tries to smile at her father like she hasn’t been talking to the ghost of her mother’s murderer. Vi bears all of Caitlyn’s sins and Caitlyn feels the weight of that. But somewhere under thee is still a knot of anger. Of hurt. One that lays dormant but Caitlyn knows is not gone. She thinks of Mel and wonders if she also had her mother burning somewhere in her. But those women are not in this room. 

“I’ve been visiting Jinx,” she says, looking down at the tea, “it was the right thing to do,” she says firmly, cutting off any protest he might give. Then she continues softer, “She asked me what I would do if Vi chose her again.”

She does not expect a response from him. She doesn’t know why she’s telling him this. Maybe she’s using him to test out the conversation. He’s safe. If he slips away Caitlyn knows she can keep him alive. Here. She immediately tastes acid n her mouth at the realization and quickly sips the tea. It’s so hot it burns but that gives her something to focus on. 

“I’ve been going over family finances to keep busy,” he says. Caitlyn feels her ears burn, even though it’s her money. She can do whatever she wants. But numbers have always comforted her father. She doesn’t need to justify her actions, “you built an entire prison in a month.”

Words like bureaucracy and tradition had been thrown around when Caitlyn was presented with the blueprints of Stillwater. So she did the only thing she could think and built a new prison. Nearby. Still a prison, still hell, but one that had things conductive to human life. One where people were locked up but did not rot as nameless, faceless numbers in the bowls. 

“The infrastructure was already there,” she dismisses. 

“What I’m trying to say is I don’t think her choice matters.”

Caitlyn sees red and shifts, blocking Vi from her father. 

“Of course her choice matters,” she says, trying to keep her voice down, “how could you say something so—so—“ she fumbles for how horrible the words sound, “cruel.”

Her father watches her calmly. His calmness cuts through her. He watches her like he knows her. Like she’s still Caitlyn somewhere under the authority and pain. It makes her feel small. It doesn’t matter. She will not let him say such cruel things about Vi. Even if he is her father and she loves him dearly. She will protect her. The corners of his lips quirk up and confuse her further. 

“Your mother would kill me,” he says.

“Why?” Caitlyn dares. 

“She always said if you brought a girl you loved home you had to stay in separate rooms until you were properly engaged.”

Do you love her?

I love you

Everything in Caitlyn’s chest seizes and unravels. Refits itself around the new truth that burns there. Yes she hates Jinx, yes she wants Vi to choose her. Yes Vi wears all of her sins and the guilt chokes at her when she looks at her sometimes. It hurts to be loved like Vi loves. 

What will you do if she chooses me?

I don’t think the choice matters. 

Caitlyn knows she will spend the rest of her days trying to be worthy of that blinding love. 

No matter what Vi chooses. 

Her father picks up the tea cup and touches her shoulder. But all Caitlyn can do is stare at Vi. With her lone braid an infuriatingly tight pants and heart that is bigger than anything Caitlyn has experienced. Even the memory of her love makes Caitlyn want to try. Need to try. Just try. 

“Let’s not tell her when we visit,” he suggests. 

In Noxus we don’t talk to the dead. 

“No,” she agrees, “not yet.”  

[goodwhump-temp]

Fringe: Peter Bishop Whump

SEASON ONE

1x01 Pilot - Angry towards his father/Walter 1x03 The Ghost Network - Stalked, argument 1x04 The Arrival - Angry, kidnapped (signs of struggle), bleeding from the mouth, tortured; wire put in his nose, electrocuted, convulsing, weak, shot with strange gun, collapse, unconscious, concussion, badly bruised 1x05 Power Hungry - Bruised face and wrists, tired, painful shock, bandaged wrists 1x07 In Which We Meet Mr. Jones - Painfully electrocuted, delerious 😊 1x08 The Equation - Ominously hypnotized 1x09 The Dreamscape - Hit in the face 1x12 The No-Brainer - Protective, angry, drunk 1x13 The Transformation - Undercover, held at gunpoint 1x16 Unleashed - Arguing with Waltuh, desperate for Walter 1x20 There's More Than One of Everything - Emotional bonding with Waltuh, manhandled, gravestone

SEASON TWO

2x01 A New Day in the Old Town - MEGHAN MARKLE, emotional, depressed 2x02 Night of Desirable Objects - Almost shot, bit by skeletal monster 2x03 Fracture - Talks about past in Iraq, fighting, punched, restrained 2x05 Dream Logic - Talks about childhood nightmares, starts remembering, wakes from nightmare 2x07 Of Human Action - Mind controlled, kidnapped, intense pain, forced to hurt people, car crash, knocked unconscious, chest pain/bandaged 2x08 August - Held at gunpoint, forehead bleeding 2x09 Snakehead - Knocked out, captured, bleeding, forced to swallow parasite, badly bruised face 2x10 Grey Matters - Sad about Walter, desperate to find him, emotional 2x11 Unearthed - Held at gunpoint 2x12 Johari Window - Car crash, briefly unconscious, shot at, bloody eyebrow, chased and shot at, held at gunpoint 2x13 What Lies Below - Infected, crazy, bloody nose, violent, knocked down, knocked out, weak 2x15 Jacksonville - Oliva learns the truth about Peter (he still doesn't know) 2x16 Peter - His story/death, sick/dying child, funeral, "significant" to the baldis, abducted, falls through the ice, drowning 2x19 The Man from the Other Side - Shot at, risking his life, loud noise, pain, knocked back into hood of car, unconscious, bloody ear, hospitalized, back pain, learns the truth, emotional, dissapears 2x20 Brown Betty - Missing, manhandled, punched multiple times, heart stolen, dying, weak, dies, painful reawakening 2x21 Northwest Passage - Missing/friends searching for him, tired, stalked, tranq shot at him, attacked with hammer, held at gunpoint/taken to… 2x22 Over There pt. 1 - Still missing, in danger from a prophecy, wakes in hospital, emotional 2x23 Over There pt. 2 - In danger the whole episode

SEASON THREE

3x02 The Box - Painful talk with Waltuh, scared of the prophecy/possible death, shot by the ear, deafened, headache, almost hit by a train 3x03 The Plateau - Real Olivia's hallucination 3x04 Do Shapeshifters Dream of Electric Sheep? - Panic, manipulated by "Olivia" 3x05 Amber 31422 - Real Olivia's confrontational hallucination 3x07 The Abducted - Contacted by Olivia, feels betrayed, held at gunpoint, paralyzing injection, nausea, bad headache 3x09 Marionette - Guilt, emotional talk with Olivia 3x10 The Firefly - Walter obsesses thinking the Observer will kill Peter, almost hit by a truck, scared, shot with weird gun, unconscious, poisoned, collapse, seizure, unconscious 3x11 Reciprocity - Nosebleed, insomnia, scared, lab tests, unusually high heart rate, knocked to the ground, being suspicious the whole episode, held at gunpoint, psychologically changed from the machine/turned killer 3x12 Concentrate and Ask Again - Suspicious, scares Waltuh 3x15 Subject 13 - Flashback to almost killing himself as a child, runs away 3x19 Lysergic Acid Diethlamide - Nervous, high/tripping, freaked out, passes out, knocked down, held at gunpoint, freaking out, restrained/comforted, trauma blanket, loopy 3x20 6:02 AM EST - Sacrificing himself, aggressively knocked back with electricity, falls from great height, very bloody face/head trauma 3x21 The Last Sam Weiss - Hospitalized, amnesia, walks out of hospital, confused, sacrifices himself, pain, head wound, shrapnel to the stomach, passes out 3x22 The Day We Died - Hospitalized, extreme pain, emergency surgery, emotional at funeral, depressed, extreme pain, dying, wiped from existence

SEASON FOUR

4x01-4x03 - Seeping into reality 4x04 Subject 9 - Breaking into reality, wakes up in a lake, reunion, friends dont remember him 4x05 Novation - Held for interrogation 4x06 And Those We've Left Behind - Emotionally abandoned from his father, causing time slips, stabbed in the neck (technology), knocked out 4x08 Back to Where You've Never Been - Desperate, "prisoner" turned prisoner 4x09 Enemy of My Enemy - Admits to being scared 4x12 Welcome to Westfield - Kicked to the ground 4x13 A Better Human Being - Scar on his hand, uncomfortable, baited into a trap 4x14 The End of All Things - Desperate, mind converged, pain, knocked out, kidnapped, knocked over, slight pain/ache, held at gunpoint, punched, 4x15 A Short Story About Love - Heartbroken, thing found on his iris 4x20 Worlds Apart - Walters are scared for Peter 4x21 Brave New World Pt. 1 - Knocked down, fight, hit multiple times, pain, choked, shoulder dislocated, body controlled by Olivia 4x22 Brave New World Pt. 2 - Sling, falls from great height, hurts arm, emotional, slapped

SEASON FOUR

5x01 Transilience Thought Unifier Model-11 - Caught in explosion, bloody, emotional, shot at, cries, "dead" 5x03 The Recordist - Held at gunpoint 5x04 The Bullet That Saved The World - Mind read, headache, chased, caught in an explosion, badly bruised, bloody, shot with weird gun, emotional, heartbroken, emotional shut down 5x05 An Origin Story - Depressed, electrocutes himself, kicked across the room, punched, bleeding mouth, bruised, very angry, self surgery, intense pain 5x06 Through the Looking Glass and What Walter Found There - Knocked down, punched, slowly becoming an observer 5x07 Five-Twenty-Ten - Becoming an observer, insomnia, ear starts bleeding, brain overwhelmed, intense pain, headache, going psycho, confesses to Olivia, fully emotionless, hair falling out 5x08 The Human Kind - Full strength observer fight, punched, bruised, stabbed in the shoulder, bleeding and bruised, emotional, self surgery, extreme pain, emotional release, sobbing 5x09 Black Blotter - Insomnia, bruised/bandaged forehead, headache, shot at 5x13 An Enemy of Fate - Emotional talk with Walter, sobbing, fight with an Observer, punched multiple times, shot onto a car and into a wall

[phrynefishersfrocks]

Hats & Hairpieces Recap

Season Two

Phryne wears a total of 36 hats and hairpieces throughout the second season, nine more than the 27 items in the first season. Her headwear ranges jeweled hair slides to elegant cloches to feathered headbands. The clear favorite of both this season and overall is her breaking and entering cat burglar beret with sixteen uses - ten of which are in season two alone. Coming in second is her linen detective hat, with seven uses this season and fourteen appearances overall.

1.Spanish Hat - A traditional Spanish hat in black felt with a wide brim and black ribbon hatband - 2x01, 2x01

2. Hello Jack - Blue straw hat with a curved brim, and antique ash-brown, blue, and black feathers attached to the black hatband - 2x01

3. Burlesque Headpiece - Spiral headpiece adorned with strands of glass beads - 2x01

4. Sequined Headpiece - Headpiece made in-house by the costume team stringing sequins onto very fine pieces of wire - 2x01, 2x01

5. Cemetery Hat - Black straw with green and white feather detail - 2x01, 2x02, 2x06 (base seen in 1x13)

6. Cat Burglar Beret - Classic black French beret made in a circular fashion - 2x01, 2x03, 2x04, 2x05, 2x05, 2x06, 2x07, 2x11, 2x12, 2x12 (also 1x05, 1x05, 1x06, 1x09, 1x10, 1x10)

7. Tan Straw Hat -  Finely woven straw hat with a modest brim and brown ribbon trim with a matching wide hatband - 2x01

8. Grey Summer Hat - Grey straw hat with blue overtones, organza petal detail and pearl decoration - 2x02

9. Beaded Headband - Black headband with black beaded detail - 2x02

10. Detective Hat - Tan linen wide-brimmed hat dyed to match her car coat - 2x02, 2x03, 2x04, 2x06, 2x07, 2x10, 2x12 (also 1x02, 1x02, 1x04, 1x06, 1x08, 1x09, 1x13)

11. Spiral Hair Slides - Jeweled spiral hair combs - 2x03 (also 1x12)

12. Beach Holiday Hat - Cream straw hat with pink and white silk organza band and button - 2x03

13. Beach Sunhat - Cream wide brim summer hat with raffia embroidery detail - 2x03, 2x03

14. Harlequin Hat - White felt with original Victorian twisted raw silk trim, osprey feathers, silkworm thread, and velvet bind with crystal buttons that match the coat - 2x04

15. White Felt with Bronze Motif Hat - Cream felt hat with bronze period flower motifs and hand-painted ‘pearlized’ beads - 2x04, 2x07 (also 1x05, 1x07, 1x12)

16. Pearl Headdress - Silver headdress made with glass beads and pearls - 2x04

17. Pom-Pom Hat - Plum felt hat with a 1920's silk pom-pom, navy vintage feathers, and antique navy ribbon - 2x05, 2x08

18. French Navy Hat - Antique silk moire band with buttons on a French Navy felt hat - 2x05

19. Showstopper Headband - Yellow feather pom-pom attached to a black headband - 2x05

20. Navy Velvet Hood with Tassel - Lucious navy velvet with silk satin insert and tassel - 2x06 (also 1x03, 1x07)

21. Red Flower Cloche - Burgundy red felt with cut out flowers and feather detailing - 2x07 (also 1x01, 1x01, 1x02, 1x04, 1x04, 1x05, 1x06, 1x09)

22. Red Felt Circle Hat - Red felt hat with black, red, and cream felt interlocking circles set on matching ribbons - 2x07 (also 1x05)

23. Racing Cap - Tan leather driving cap with metal guides at the sides to hold googles in place - 2x07

24. Leopard Print Cloche - Cream cloche with leopard spots, thin black ribbons holding cream and black feathers - 2x08

25. Maroon Day Hat - Deep pink felt hat with a pom-pom decoration of colorful modern and antique feathers - 2x08

26. Hollywood Felt - Chartreuse felt hat with pink velvet hat band, pink and black feather detail and bronze leaf - 2x09

27. Golden Girl Headpiece - Antique metal leaf with diamantes and black feathers - 2x09

28. Blue Feather Cloche - 1960's navy felt hat modified into a cloche, with 1920's feather band added - 2x09

29. Director's Hat - Green felt fedora with a matching hatband - 2x09

30. Vineyard Hat - Hat quality felt with green and black antique feathers with a black hatband and crystal button - 2x10

31. Radio Station Hat - Pink felt hat with brown hatband and a variety of colored feathers - 2x11

32. Green Velvet Hood - Green velvet hat with green silk organza insert - 2x11

33. Butterfly Hair Slide - Jeweled hair slide with a butterfly shape in the center and two loops extending to either side - 2x11

34. White Cloche with Grey Swirl - White felt cloche with icy grey velvet swirls - 2x12

35. Dr. Zhivago Fur Hat - White faux fur circular hat with felt insert - 2x13, 2x13

36. Christmas Party Headband - Dyed orange and black feathers with a 'nest' and small egg-like bead inside - 2x13

Hat and headpiece photos from the official Pinterest, official Facebook, Screencapped.net, Alekino Plus (now defunct) and various sources (x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x).

[frangipanistars]

What's your favourite chenford scene?

Oh, dear lord. Do you have any idea the chaos you have caused in my head with this question, dear anon? There is no easy answer to this. And I've been thinking about it since last night..

Short answer: I don't know. Can I say all of them?

Long answer: that would be an essay. See below.

There's of course the infamous first scene when they first look at each other in the Pilot. That's just serious soulmate stuff right there from the start. How they expected us not to ship them is beyond me.

Don't even get me started on 1x20 and the way Tim shut the door to keep Lucy safe, and how she never even thought about leaving. And then of course how they sit at the door, back to back, and talk. Soulmate stuff right there, again.

So many more moments in between the two mentioned above.

Take the needle incident in 1x11 and how Tim kept Lucy from spiraling. Or the way Tim made sure she wouldn't wash out in 1x14. 1x19 and how he was so determined to get her over the finish line so she could take the 6-month exam.

And so many in seasons 2 and 3 that make their story unique.

Lucy giving Tim the audiobook she recorded in 2x02. Lucy having Tim's back in 2x08 and the way he thanks her for it at the end. All of DOD?! Then Tim wanting to make sure Lucy is okay all the time in 2x12, and then the whole scene in the gym. Lucy supporting him and being excited about him having a good score on the sergeant's exam, but then Tim not taking it because of her.

Tim taking Kojo?! Dude, your love is showing. Lucy reassuring Tim that her kidnapping was not his fault, and that his opinion matters to her in 2x17. The look on his face, omg.

So many more moments in season 3, I won't be listing them all but one of my favorites will always be most of 3x08, the last scene in 3x09, and the once over he gives her and then asks her to save him a dance in 3x14. I die a little every time.

Moving on to season 4...

We got the infamous hug in 4x01. The scene in the van in 4x07? Good lord. Then of course the hug in 4x09. Ugh. He so needed to hear those words and that hug, and it needed to come from Lucy. I will never be okay watching how he just completely falls into her and deflates.

Honestly, most of the double date episode? And the dance! Oh, my heart. I cannot and will never be able to move on from the way they looked at each other. There's so much adoration written over both of their faces... how they didn't realize they were in love with each other until much later is still beyond me.

And then of course 4x22. I know the whole doppelgänger thing is a little over the top, but I love it? Probably because it's so absurd. The infamous first kiss scene will always have a special place in my heart. It's what made me start watching the show a year ago. All it took was seeing that 3-minute clip and I was hooked. Happy (late) anniversary to me!

As for season 5...

I'm gonna say all of 5x01, because I cannot choose just one scene from that episode. If I had to, it would be between Tim taking Lucy's hand to comfort her and finding a way to give her a moment in private, and the kiss. Lucy's worrying in 5x05 and how she immediately raced to his bedside and stayed with him. And Tim worrying about her? Married vibes, for real.

The pining and the looks in the parking lot in 5x06? Still not over it. Basically all of 5x08, I don't care what others think. The two scenes in Grey's office in 5x09... swoon. And before I rattle off almost every scene since then, I will limit myself to a few.

Them getting ready in 5x10. Their second first date at the end. And the perfect first real kiss. I wanna cry every time I see it. All of 5x12, for obvious reasons, but especially that last scene. Tim giving Lucy the necklace in 5x16 - and her never taking it off since then! That perfect little domestic scene at the beginning of 5x20. All their hugs this season, especially the one in 5x22.

I could go on. It's bad. So lemme try and wrap this up by choosing one for pre-canon, and one for canon.

For pre-canon, I think DOD will always be special to me. Tim's desperation, the way Lucy just completely breaks down after she realizes she's still alive, the way he immediately tries to shield her from the pain and she just curls into him and sobs. Everything. And the dance in 4x18.

For canon, I wanna go with the ending scene of 5x08. But oh. Is that even canon? Probably not. Okay, so that's another for pre-canon, I guess.

I will never apologize for loving the crap out of that scene. I know opinions are split here, and I absolutely get that! But to me, it was perfect. From Tim calling her out, Lucy blurting out what she's afraid of, Tim's reaction to it, telling her it's worth it, the look on his face before he asks her, to Lucy saying yes and them looking at each other at the end.

I am so fucking in love with that scene, and I will defend it until my dying breath. @escapismqueen can confirm. She's heard me talk about it enough.

For canon, I'd have to say the second first date at the end of 5x10. There's just something special about the whole scene and the way we can feel how comfortable they are now as opposed to the date at the fancy restaurant.

And then maybe add the ending scene of 5x12. And- nope. Cutting myself off here. Otherwise I will actually add every scene since they became canon.

Phew. Well, this took a little more time than expected. Well, no. That's a lie. I expected this to take long, and for the post to be essay-length. I just got interrupted halfway through and it took longer to finish.

Lemme know if you want a less elaborate and more detailed explanation of just a few scenes - this feels a little all over the place. But I just have a very hard time deciding on just a couple. If that wasn't obvious already.

Anyway. Thanks for the question! I definitely did not spent the last almost 24 hours wrecking my brain about this... nope, not at all. Hope this is fun to read. Little trip down memory lane.

Hope you have a great rest of the weekend! 😊

[purpleplaid17]

Jess Watches // Wed 10 July // Day 286 Synopses & Favourite Scenes & Poll

Sunny (with B) 1x01 He's in Refrigerators

Living in Kyoto, Japan, Suzie's life is turned upside down after her husband and son disappear in a mysterious plane crash; as consolation, she receives Sunny, a domestic robot made by her husband's electronics company.

I'm Mixxy, fumbling, trying to flirt with Rashida Jones. Sorry about your possibly dead husband. I have an ex-girlfriend whose strap game was 🥵🔥. Please don't leave. Was it something I said?

Land of Women (with mm) 1x04 Chapter 4

Hank and Kevin close in on Gala's whereabouts just as she makes a troubling discovery about the extent of Fred's misdeeds.

Fred is a p.o.s. Boohoo. Ignore him and concentrate on making new friends at the co-op. They'll warm up to her... eventually.

Abbott Elementary (with mum) 3x08 Panel

Ava and Gregory are invited to speak on a panel about public schools, while the other teachers must complete CPR training; Janine faces challenges securing district approval for her librarian extension program.

The basketball game cold open could've been the entire episode for me. Barb was just finding her rhythm.🏀

My Lady Jane (with L) 1x01 Who'll Be the Next in Line?

Lady Jane Grey has been betrothed against her will to her cousin, the king is coughing up blood and her best friend has flown the coop, literally.

Shiri Appleby's daughter and Andi Peters son star in the gayest, not actually gay??, first episode of a delightful, hilariously narrated, historical rewrite. (Jamie Babbit directed half the eps so that where the gay vibes were coming from 🤔)

The Legend of Korra (rw with L) 2x08 Beginnings Part 2

Korra delves deeper into the Avatar's past and realizes what she must do in order to restore balance between the physical and spirit worlds.

Steven Yeun was Wan? I should've turned the volume up bc I did not catch that smh 🤦‍♀️. The animation during the battle with Vaatu was breathtakingly beautiful, stunningly spectacular.

[forbescaroline]

TOP 5/10 CHARACTERS PER SHOW (as voted by my followers) ↳ grey's anatomy edition #5. Meredith Grey portrayed by Ellen Pompeo

[bodybebangin]

[winnie-the-monster]

[sprnklersplashes]

breathe in, breathe through (or, wylan after the fold) ao3

inspired by background moments of jesper and wylan in 2x08. full warning: no plot just feels. also no beta we die like jordie.

The sun is too bright.

He’s just witnessed a miracle. The destruction of the Fold, the death of the legendary Darkling. He just blew up a shadow monster, fought his way through the Fold and his friend is on her way back with a Saint’s blade. He might well be witnessing the beginnings of Ravka’s reunification, something his father coldly insisted wouldn’t happen in his lifetime.

He’s walking through history and all he can think is that the sun hurts his eyes.

One hand is wrapped around the strap of his bag. There’s comfort in the hard leather pressing against his skin. His wrist might be cramping, and there might be dust and sweat mixing in the crevices of his skin. But it reminds him that he’s here, that this is real and he’s not going to disappear. 

The other hand curls limply against his chest. His legs move, one in front of the other, but they feel like thin branches beneath him. If a too-strong breeze comes along, he’s done for. 

A hand comes around his shoulder to rest on his collarbone. He knows it’s Jespers by the tenderness in his touch and the roughness of his callouses. He pulls Wylan closer to him, and it’s only then that Wylan realises how cold he is. The sun is beating down on them, and everything around is golden, but he’s shaking beneath his heavy jacket. It’s as if the rest of the world has been painted in solid, thick hues of gold, and then he’s here in watered-down grey. 

“You okay?” he whispers in his ear. His voice is feather light and soft, and after all the screeching of the volcra, it doesn’t feel real. 

He nods two movements in quick succession. He nods, because he doesn’t trust himself to open his mouth, and gets a sharp pain in his temple for his troubles. It comes on quickly and presses against his skull. He pulls in a sharp breath, trying to settle the ache behind his eyes. For a brief, wild moment, he almost misses the Fold. Because he was terrified and convinced he was about to die, but at least his head didn’t hurt. 

(What the hell is wrong with him?)

He feels, rather than sees, Jesper eyeing him. He knows the scepticism creasing the sharpshooter’s face. He goes to straighten his back, to push out his chest and act like the warrior he isn’t when he feels Jesper steer him towards a spare stool. 

“Sit,” he tells him. And despite the manners he was raised with, the polite demeanour that became armour whenever he had to step outside his father’s home, he doesn’t have to be told again. 

He collapses onto the seat, his little strength fleeing his body like bilge rats from a ship. His bag drops on the gravel beside him. He squints again as the sun bares down on them. He’d imagined the sun would be forgiving when the Fold was finally gone, gently falling on the land it had forgotten. It doesn’t feel like that now. It feels relentless and cruel. The thought crosses his mind that it feels like the back of his father’s hand, and he doesn’t have the energy to push it away.

He lifts his head, the scene before him shifting out of focus and back in again. As it does, he sees Nikolai (Prince Nikolai, he corrects himself), sitting down on a crate, Tamar and Tolya on either side of him. Even from his seat, Wylan can see the heaving of his chest, and no one can ignore the crimson stain across his left temple. Especially not when it stands so starkly against his paper-white skin. 

The Prince leans back, murmuring something to the rest of the group. Wylan can’t hear it; everything feels like it’s coming from somewhere far away, reduced to murmurs by the time it reaches Wylan. Regardless, he sees the raw grief that creases Prince Nikolai’s face, and he understands.

That’s part of the problem. He understands, and that understanding makes the shame grow tenfold. It rages through him. Cold and ferocious, it’s like all the darkness of the Fold now rushes around him while the rest of them sit in the sunlight. Because Prince Nikolai has been through more than he has; he clearly lost someone dear to him. He carries guilt alongside his grief. People aren’t nearly as hard to read as words and be it from exhaustion or something else; the Prince isn’t hiding it. He lost someone, he blames himself, and his kingdom is just about brought back from ruin.

And yet he’s sitting straighter than Wylan is. 

Wylan buries his face in his hands. Hiding his face feels like a relief. As does the darkness; it stretches out endlessly behind his eyelids. Something is appealing in that; a constant corridor of silence. Maybe it’s slightly worrying that he’d prefer it to the sun that’s blessing them now. What does it say that all he wants to do is sit in darkness until his body is too numb to shake and he can’t recognise himself any more?

(Maybe that’s what he would have done if a certain warm hand hadn’t appeared on his knee)

“You alright, Novice?” Jesper’s voice cuts through the buzzing in his head, so strong and so sure that he feels he must have imagined it.

But no one could imagine Jesper Fahey.

The unrelenting light spills back into his vision as he lifts his head. His spine straightens itself, his shoulders rolling back as he takes a deep breath. Posture, Wylan echoes through his head, plucked from one of many memories. No one will ever take you seriously with all that slouching. 

“I’m fine,” he tells Jesper. Or rather, he tries to tell Jesper. The words stick at the back of his throat, and what emerges more resembles a grunt than anything else. He sees Jesper’s face, the way his eyes widen in concern. The sight makes his stomach clench, and so he turns his face quickly before Jesper can ask anything.

Only, as the pain stabs behind his eyes, he wishes he hadn’t. He wishes he was once again in that dark tunnel, unable to see anything. Because on the other side of him is everyone else, more people who hold more than him with more strength than he could hope for.

Kaz, with an angry purple bruise still on his face, stands still and strong as an ice sculpture, hands perfectly rested on his crow cane. Kaz, who came into the Fold with them, who gave up his cane for Nikolai, who had only just come out of a bloody battle with Pekka freaking Rollins. Just one of those would have knocked Wylan out for a month, yet Kaz has taken all of it and more and isn’t even flinching.

A shudder wrecks his body before he can stop it. 

Jesper’s hand slides around his shoulder, his thumb rubbing circles onto his sleeve. It should be beautiful and comforting because few things have brought him the peace that Jesper’s touch has. But instead, he just feels like he’s listening to someone else tell him how nice it feels. Like he’s encased in glass and Jesper’s hand rests above his shoulder rather than on it. 

He shakes his head as if he can shake his thoughts back into order, but it proves to be a mistake. The faint ache sharpens at the movement, and he cries out before he can stop himself. 

“Hey, hey, it’s okay.” Jesper’s voice is soft against his ear; soft like the fabric of his mother’s dresses. The number of times he burrowed into her skirts as a boy... His father had smiled at first, then scoffed and told him not to be so weak.

“It’s your fault, Marya, letting him trail around you like that. You make him such a Mama’s boy and then we wonder why he can’t grow into a man. Why he can’t write his own name… Where is he anyway? Wylan! Wylan!-

“Wylan!” He jerks, and it’s not his father in front of him but Jesper. He kneels in front of him with concern creasing his face, his hands carefully grasping Wylan’s wrists. He looks at him, half-expectant. Like he’s waiting for Wylan to pull away. He feels like he should. He tells his wrists to move, but they don’t obey, content in Jesper’s hold. 

Seconds pass in silence, and shame on Wylan’s part, and Jesper nods. 

“It’s okay, Wylan. I’m here.” One hand moves and grabs his shoulder, the other still gently holding his hands. “Breathe with me, Wy. Just breathe.”

He makes a small, pathetic protest. He had meant to say that he was fine, that he didn’t need help. Instead, Jesper got pitifully murmured half-words that only made him look weaker.

“Here.” Jesper guides one of Wylan’s hands to his chest. His heart is strong and steady, and his chest rises and falls at his command. None of that unsteady, shaky crap Wylan is doing right now. God, if his father could see him, what would he do? “Breathe with me.”

Wylan obeys automatically, helped by Jesper’s chest under his hand. It takes him a few tries, but he gets there, matching his breathing to Jesper’s. In, out, in, out. Slowly. Taking his time. It doesn’t clear his head entirely, and the sun is still too freaking bright and shame still burns in his chest like a stovetop left unattended. But he can think now, and he can breathe, and he can feel Jesper’s hand on his back. So that’s something.

Jesper pulls him into a tight hug and doesn’t protest when Wylan sags against him. He buries his face in Jesper’s shoulder, once again welcoming the darkness. It’s the only place his head doesn’t hurt as much. Against his instincts, he curls into Jesper more, finding little burrows in his body to make his own. 

“I think when we get home, hot bath, hot drink, and then an early night.” Jesper’s lips press against his cheek, firm and warm, and then his hand is in his hair. 

Aagain, Wylan wants to protest. He wants to say no, and that he’s fine, and to get up and walk away so that the people who actually need it can be seen to. He sees himself doing, pictured so clearly that he almost feels it. But in that picture, his legs don’t ache, and his chest isn’t heaving, and the sun doesn’t make his head spin. So for now, he keeps his head pressed into Jesper’s neck and chases the darkness for as long as he needs to.

He hears his father’s voice at first, telling him how weak he is, how pathetic, a child, a wimp. He hears it, and he agrees with it. But the longer he stays with Jesper, his hand on his back, the fainter that voice grows, and soon he hears nothing but their heartbeats, slow and steady against each other’s chests.

[escapismqueen]

Apparently they shot two different versions of the kiss. The one we saw and another one where Jeremiah is still wearing the grey tank from the night before. There were like... 2 or 3 stills released in promotion for 2x08 where you see them together outside of the motel with him in the other outfit. And fun fact: It was raining really badly the day they filmed and miraculously the sun came out for long enough that they got the perfect shot. It honestly makes me love the scene that much more.

Omg 😭😭the sun came out just for jelly 🥹if that’s not the universes way of saying that jelly are endgame, then I don’t know what is 🥹❤️