I know I’m always preasing this show basically (except for like the 1% of the times when I try to make objective observations - and that’s why I’m surprised when people get mad at me saying I complain all the time, ehm.) but the latest ep really hit me in the feels. I mean, FOX praised the ep a lot BUT I had my reservations. Not because I didn’t believe they could give me another favourite episode in s11, but because sometimes it has happened that FOX tried to oversell something just because they needed the ratings. This being said, 11x18 is legit one of my favourite episodes EVER. I’ve already said I would show this ep around to people just to make them watch the show if I could, but - really - it holds together all my favourite things and I was particularly impressed with the lines they used to make the characters reply to the “what do you want to be when you grow up” question. Because it’s truly who they are. Booth is the selfless man, so brave, so committed to his values, the man who could never hurt his family/children. Or even the strangers around him. Booth has always been SO desperate to give people something, without even thinking if he would actually get something back. He did that with the vets, with his friends, with Sweets, with Rebecca, with Parker, with Jared (!!!) and even with Brennan. He gave himself up completely to her - even if he did know that she wasn’t ready to love him back. But he really always wanted Brennan to find happiness. He really did. And that might have been a night out at the diner having a beer in the early stages or a shoulder to cry on or even someone to hug when she was scared (remember s2?). Brennan, on the other hand, only found her purpose when she became a mother and a wife. And I mean it in a completely good way. If you really think about it, it’s true. She had a shitty life in the early years, but then - as she said herself - nothing ever stopped her. And she was also helped by Mother Nature because she also had the looks, not only the brains. She was successful, she spoke a shit tons of languages, she was a writer and a scientist. She was a genius. Men would fall at her feet in a sec if she only wanted to. She could sleep with two men at the same time. But still, money or looks don’t buy you happiness. A big part of Brennan was missing until she found Booth. So now, she fully realized herself by being a mother. Because yes, you can love a man, but the love you give to your children is selfless. She could also finally give a child what she never had from her parents. A normal life. Brennan’s life has been pretty extraordinary, but she didn’t even know that what she needed the most was something normal.
“I want to be someone who never stops looking” The 3rd line I was the most impressed was Hodgins’. Because who says that you have to change who you are completely to have character development? Hodgins imo had one of the best developments on the show, but he never really changed over the 11 seasons. And that is a great thing. He learned to be less angry (and that applies both to this pre and post injury life.), but that’s not all that matters. Hodgins is a great person and a great husband and a great father but his work makes him who he is. This particular line made me appreciate the paralysis storyline even more. At the end of the day, it doesn’t even matter if he walks or not. Nothing can stop him. Nothing can stop Hodgins from being a man who is supposed to keep looking in order to be happy. And now he knows. His storyline has been imo one of the best of the entire series and if you notice his beard is gone in the next episode. They found an exceptional way of closing this storyarc. The writers made the character’s justice and I’m really happy.
Aubrey is a kid and I love him so much. He had a pretty shitty life too, but that didn’t stop him from being happy and dream big. Who cares, we all need a bit of positivity in our life. Angela is just Angela. If I had to pick a character to represent the heart of the show, it would be her. Beauty is the key. Angela brings joy in a place full of gloom and darkness and she does that through art and beauty. She is beautiful. This doesn’t mean that she doesn’t make mistakes, but she tries her best to always be positive and loving and selfless. She puts her family and her friends first. If you really think about it, Angela and Booth are very simiiar in the way they act around their loved ones. Every character on the show shares some traits and that’s probably they really look like a family. And then there’s Cam. So private, so committed, a great boss. Cam is basically the heart of the team when they are on the job. She’s always been. Do you remember when she was on the verge of tears when the GD was around? She was hurting her people. Yup. Her people. I don’think they would make such a great team if Cam wasn’t around. Cam is the Jeffersonian.
And then: Sweets, Zack, Vincent. They all left something to the other characters. Life lessons. No matter how happy they might be, they catch serial killers and murderers for a living. I don’t want to say they are destined to be unhappy but at the end of the day, they have to sacrifice themselves for their jobs. And they do. And this is a beatiful metaphor when it comes to the show too. Bones is apparently a show about death, but if you look at it closely, it’s more a show about life.
Prompt: Beca’s first kisses with Chloe (during freshman year) after nationals, Aubrey (during senior year) at the Bella boot camp retreat, and Kommissar, after the Bellas win Worlds. Beca finds out that each girl tastes like different flavors of gum.
A/N: So this was more of an experimental fic, as well as a belated birthday present to my muse (nexusempresia). She’s all about poly ships, so I gave it a try. And the great thing about this is, if you don’t like a ship, I wrote them separately, so you can just read whatever you do like. This also proved to be a good writing exercise, if nothing else, but hey, it’s super adorable too. Seriously. The end is almost disgustingly fluffy. I am not at all joking when I say that I physically had trouble writing it because it was so. damn. fluffy.
Cheers from the crowd were deafening as the Bellas finished up their final performance at nationals. Beca grinned, hardly believing they’d actually won. She looked over at Chloe, whose eyes were tearing up with joy, and smiled, leading her teammates offstage.
As the Bellas got backstage, cheering at their unexpected victory, Beca watched as the others talked excitedly amongst each other about their win. Chloe came over to join Beca, squealing happily. “Oh my god, Beca, we did it! We really did it!!”
Before the brunette could respond, her friend grabbed her by the shoulders, kissing her deeply, and Beca didn’t even hesitate to return it. After all, she’d been waiting for this moment ever since their impromptu duet in the shower.
They parted to the sound of their teammates cheering for them. Fat Amy spoke up. “God, finally, you guys. I was starting to get worried for a bit there.”
Cynthia-Rose nodded, smiling. “It’s about damn time.”
The rest of the Bellas all voiced their agreement. Chloe giggled, while Beca stood next to her, grinning sheepishly and awkwardly rubbing her arm. Aubrey stepped forward, taking Chloe’s hands, and smiled at her best friend. “I’m so happy for you, Chlo.”
The redhead grinned, leaning against Beca. “Thanks, Bree. Me too.”
Aubrey turned to the other Bellas. “Alright, pitches! We had an amazing victory today, so let’s leave these two to do their thing, and I say we go celebrate!”
The Bellas cheered again, each member congratulating Beca and Chloe as they walked out. Once they were gone, Beca put her hands to her face, groaning. “God, that was embarrassing as hell.”
Chloe giggled. “I don’t see why, ‘cause we’re basically together now.”
“No, we are together now. We’ve been basically together since, like… that night you cornered me in the shower…”
Chloe smirked, looping her arms around the brunette’s neck, and brought their foreheads together. “Aw, tell me you didn’t enjoy that.”
Beca grinned. “You’re right, I didn’t enjoy that.”
Chloe gasped, pretending to be offended. “Oh… well, maybe I can make it up to you.”
She winked at Beca, who laughed in response. “Hm… maybe you can.”
They kissed again, this time with no audience and no interruptions. Chloe sighed against Beca’s mouth, and the brunette smiled. Beca was the first to pull away, taking a deep breath in. She licked her lips and looked at the redhead curiously.
Chloe laughed. “Yeah.”
“Huh. Didn’t know watermelon was your thing.”
The redhead giggled. “It’s not. I change flavors, like, every week.”
Beca wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. “Well, I can’t wait to find out what next week’s flavor will be.”
Chloe laughed again, playfully shoving the brunette. “God, you’re such a dork!”
Beca grinned. “Yeah, but I’m your dork.”
After campfire, the Bellas got situated inside the large tent that Aubrey had provided for their retreat. All of the girls were asleep now, except for Beca. The brunette couldn’t sleep, mildly irritated by the close quarters and how her sweat was making her clothes stick to her skin.
She sat up, looking around to make sure no one else was awake. Carefully, she picked herself up, creeping past her teammates and slipping out of the tent. As she got outside, she was sure to look for the marked trails, lest she get caught in another net trap.
The brunette walked along, making it back toward the campfire pit. A soft noise caught her attention. She looked up, seeing a figure sitting alone at the campfire. As she approached, she squinted, tilting her head. “Aubrey?”
The girl in question looked up in surprise. “Beca!” She sniffed, quickly wiping her eyes. “What are you doing up so late?”
The shorter girl shrugged. “Couldn’t sleep… Are you crying?”
Aubrey huffed, crossing her arms. Beca looked at her expectantly. The blonde sighed and motioned for the other girl to sit. “I’m just… I don’t know. Being with you girls again is reminding me of how much I miss being in the Bellas, you know? I miss you all, and I miss the singing, and…”
Her breath caught in her throat, tears threatening to fall again. Beca’s eyes widened, and she moved to comfort the other girl. “Whoa, whoa, hey… it’s okay…”
“But it’s not, Beca! It’s really not.”
The brunette sighed. “Aubrey…”
Yes, I graduated, and yes, I have this great job that I’m paid to order people around in, but-“
“I mean, I’m not complaining at all, but I just-“
Beca rolled her eyes, leaning in and swiftly kissing the other girl, which effectively silenced her rambling. Aubrey blinked, looking at the brunette.
Beca shrugged. “I do that when Chloe gets upset and ramble-y. It’s kinda my thing. Sorry, I didn’t mean to-“
She was cut off by the blonde’s lips on hers. As they parted, the brunette licked her lips. “Huh… spearmint…”
After their victory at Worlds, the Bellas decided to hit the town to celebrate. As they all filed out of the dressing room backstage, Chloe turned to Beca, who hadn’t moved. “Hey, Becs, aren’t you coming with us? It’s time to party!”
Beca smiled at the redhead. “Yeah, I’ll uh… join you guys later. I need a minute.”
Chloe nodded. “Well, just text me when you’re ready, okay?” She hugged the brunette tightly, squealing with joy. “Ah! We won!!”
Beca smiled, waving as the redhead left to catch up with the others. She sighed, going over to the wardrobe to change out of her outfit. Once changed, she sat, taking the time to mull over everything that had just happened. They’d won. So why wasn’t she happier…?
The brunette shook her head, trying to clear her mind, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing. Suddenly, an image flashed through her mind. A face. A person. Beca blinked, realizing why she felt so empty.
Thoughts of a certain tall, blonde German filled her mind, and she sighed again as she registered that this may be the last time she’d ever see the woman. A quiet knock at the door jolted her out of her thoughts. She looked up to see none other than the exact person she’d been thinking about.
Kommissar stepped inside, shutting the door softly behind her. “Tiny Maus. You are still here. I thought you might be celebrating already.”
Beca stood up, shaking her head. “Yeah, no. Smelly, overcrowded bars really aren’t my thing.”
The German chuckled, stepping toward the smaller girl. “I see.” She stood in front of Beca, who crossed her arms, visibly uncomfortable. “Well… I must say, that finale of yours was most impressive. You have earned my respect.”
The girl looked up, raising an eyebrow. “Wow. Finally…”
Kommissar smirked. “And since you have earned my respect, you have also earned this.”
Before Beca knew what was happening, Kommissar’s lips were on hers. After a second, the smaller girl kissed back with a fierceness she hadn’t known she possessed, earning a low moan from the blonde.
They parted, Beca panting breathlessly, echoing her last words. “Wow… finally…” The girl licked her lips, her eyebrows raising in surprise. Kommissar looked at her, tilting her head in mild concern. “What is it?”
The German’s brow furrowed in confusion. “What?”
Beca giggled. “You taste like bubble gum…”
“Is that a problem?”
Beca waved her hands around, trying to explain. “Well, no. I just thought you’d taste… I don’t know… tougher…?”
Kommissar chuckled. “No. Bubble gum. It’s the second best thing to come from America.”
Beca tilted her head. “What’s the first?”
Kommissar smiled, leaning in for another kiss. “You.”