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!
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.”
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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 (TW: discussions of grief/death/dying):
◆ 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.
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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.
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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 Mari_Marie (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.
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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.
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header by @like-the-rest-of-la
you're here, where you should be
Buck squints at him, a teasing grin on his face. “Are you drunk, Eddie?”
“No,” Eddie says, but something that sounds a lot like a giggle spills from his lips. Whether that’s from the alcohol or the way he is stupid over Buck isn’t clear.
Buck’s grin widens. “Mhmm, sure.”
“I’m not,” Eddie insists and tries shoving at Buck’s chest, to no avail. He drops his hand, but it somehow gets caught in the fabric of Buck’s sweater at his waist, and he ends up kind of holding on to it.
Buck’s grin softens into a smile that Eddie answers with one of his own. And then he spots it, right over Buck’s head: mistletoe.
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When Buck strands in the snowy small town Pine Creek, he doesn’t expect to stay long. But he also doesn’t expect the people he meets there, most of all the quiet single dad who runs the town’s coffee shop.
a buddie au inspired by hallmark christmas movies
26k, rated t
[read on ao3]
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