dr calder

yall i rewatched “for the team” today and im fucking screaming at how gay it is

i had completely forgotten that not only is this hg’s second appearance on the show, it’s also the episode we are introduced to dr vanessa calder. the episode in which myka first begins to trust hg is also the episode in which artie and pete ask out the women who will become their long-term love interests.

and then, to top it all off, after spending 40 minutes of jumping back and forth between pete’s crush on kelly, artie’s crush on vanessa, and myka working with hg, at the end of the episode there’s literally a fucking montage of artie asking vanessa out, pete asking kelly out, and myka putting away the grappler and smiling.

Spurred from a Twitter conversation where I mentioned almost entering Dr. Calder into the missing person’s database out of pure exhaustion and too much fanfic reading while working.

Then Grumpy asked where this particular missing person, Myka circa S1-3, might have been. And I suggested Stahma had stolen her to safety in Defiance because Myka is Myka and Stahma probably really adores her and also feels some residual HG love for her from the original timeline where HG was lost in the Warehouse.

Poor babies.

Flare 18

Shortish update on this one; the ballet thing definitely consumed a lot of time and energy. (I haven’t forgotten about “Mercury,” by the way, for anyone who cares, but I obviously have back-burnered it. Turns out I can’t write two continuing pieces at once. How our big dreams crumble.) Just a little inching forward on a few fronts here. Backward:  amatterofcomplication’s masterpost, part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15, part 16, and part 17.

Flare 18

Helena stops by the firehouse to pick up Myka’s remaining things—she has so few things of her own at this point, and Helena would like to have at least these few belongings at home in the apartment, so that Myka might have a vague sense of its truly being home, of belonging, of actually having belongings.

A cornered part of Helena had wished, after Christina’s death, for a fire, one that would sweep away everything, and if it did not kill Helena—and most days, she hoped for that—it would at least remove every reminder at once, every bit of before. There would be no toys, no books, no chess, no chair… not even the clothes Helena had worn when she was Christina’s mother. The skin of before would burn away.

What would have taken its place, however, she has no idea. And she suspects that Myka has no idea what will take the place of her own skin of before. Helena wants to say, here, take mine…

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