Great question Pol!
And yes, yes, back you go to writing now... we'll happily discuss this amongst ourselves. Just... crank out another Campfire, there's a good girl.
P.S. for Pol
Firstly, I've never been one to play by the rules ( ) so I'm going to expand that idea a bit and say that I think set up and resets were a more natural progression, starting sometimes in one season and building through to another before the smackdown. And sometimes there was a set up to one level, then another step up before we came down again.
I don't actually think Chimera was the "reset" episode here. I actually think Grace was the reset after a season of build up... ok here's my logic:
Assuming there was a reset at Revelations, the first set up after that would be Frozen, which left us on a kind of low and level plateau of flirty (but not as flirty as before) friendship until Paradise Lost where we take a step up and continue to climb slowly and fairly evenly until Grace where we sharply plateau and then drop right back down again until Chimera.
Chimera knocks us back down but then also builds slightly on that (since I find the uncomfortableness of their exchange in the elevator and later in her lab to be hugely ship-significant).
From there I see the latter half of season 7 emulating the latter half of season 6 but things climbing at a steeper and steeper angle until we reach the pinnacle of Lost City where we plateau once again. Things kind of stay there until Affinity then nosedive sharply into a bloody great big canyon of despair (for shippers that is) and we scrabble around lost and frightened until Reckoning where suddenly, there's a glimmer there at the end and we then take a steep climb right on up to the highest point in known history in Threads... beyond that we take a running leap of that precipice - while some poor souls are lost; crashing helplessly to the cavern floor.
But for the more optimistic among us (i.e. most of us) we discover we have wings. Cautiously we flap them wide for the first time and then we get caught on the updraft and soar majestically up, up up, into the wonderous blue sky, reaching orgiastic heights never before seen and we - the shippers - acknowledge the fact that all evidence suggest they've been fishing together... and fishing, and they're still fishing now. 
Or maybe I just have too much time on my hands today.
I really need to do an illustration. *sigh* if only I could draw.
EDIT: Sorry Pol, I completely trashed your idea there. I've never been one for boundaries. Life's just too many shades of colour in between to be that clear to me.
And yes, yes, back you go to writing now... we'll happily discuss this amongst ourselves. Just... crank out another Campfire, there's a good girl.
P.S. for Pol
Spoiler:
Firstly, I've never been one to play by the rules (
) so I'm going to expand that idea a bit and say that I think set up and resets were a more natural progression, starting sometimes in one season and building through to another before the smackdown. And sometimes there was a set up to one level, then another step up before we came down again.I don't actually think Chimera was the "reset" episode here. I actually think Grace was the reset after a season of build up... ok here's my logic:
Assuming there was a reset at Revelations, the first set up after that would be Frozen, which left us on a kind of low and level plateau of flirty (but not as flirty as before) friendship until Paradise Lost where we take a step up and continue to climb slowly and fairly evenly until Grace where we sharply plateau and then drop right back down again until Chimera.
Chimera knocks us back down but then also builds slightly on that (since I find the uncomfortableness of their exchange in the elevator and later in her lab to be hugely ship-significant).
From there I see the latter half of season 7 emulating the latter half of season 6 but things climbing at a steeper and steeper angle until we reach the pinnacle of Lost City where we plateau once again. Things kind of stay there until Affinity then nosedive sharply into a bloody great big canyon of despair (for shippers that is) and we scrabble around lost and frightened until Reckoning where suddenly, there's a glimmer there at the end and we then take a steep climb right on up to the highest point in known history in Threads... beyond that we take a running leap of that precipice - while some poor souls are lost; crashing helplessly to the cavern floor.
But for the more optimistic among us (i.e. most of us) we discover we have wings. Cautiously we flap them wide for the first time and then we get caught on the updraft and soar majestically up, up up, into the wonderous blue sky, reaching orgiastic heights never before seen and we - the shippers - acknowledge the fact that all evidence suggest they've been fishing together... and fishing, and they're still fishing now. Or maybe I just have too much time on my hands today.
I really need to do an illustration. *sigh* if only I could draw.
EDIT: Sorry Pol, I completely trashed your idea there.
I've never been one for boundaries. Life's just too many shades of colour in between to be that clear to me.
Shippy, squishy hugs sweetie! Always good to see you.
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