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Because fandom is full of wonderful stuff, and I love reccing said awesome stuff way too much. I will try not to full on morph into Gwyneth Paltrow here. (OR WILL I?) |
Bomb Girls - Betty/Kate - Born to Die
by AloraVideos
Game of Thrones - The Women - Breath of Life
by pokered44
The Republic of Heaven by lastwingedthing - Game of Thrones, Daenerys/Doreah. Doreah has dreamed of this for all the days of her life. Doreah is following the dragon.
The khaleesi leads the way. She is dressed in the rough clothes of a Dothraki woman again, walking surefooted, leading her white mare. Two little children ride her, Lhazareen survivors taken as slaves, wide-eyed and solemn as the world unrolls around them. Last night Doreah and Irri sang and fed them fingerfuls of honey from a secret hive Irri found in the rocks, and let them sleep warm in a spare corner of the khaleesi’s tent. Three nights ago they were orphan slaves; a week ago they played fearless as lambs in their mother’s house. The goddesses give, and the goddesses take away.
All through the march the dragons twine around the khaleesi’s head and shoulders like little cats.
Doreah walks behind the khaleesi, one steady foot in front of the other through the grass. She has always been beautiful, unearthly. She has never been so beautiful as now. All through those first dazed days of walking, Doreah thinks over and over, I will follow you. I will follow you anywhere, through fire, through any storm.
Xena: Warrior Princess - Xena/Gabrielle - You’ve Got A Way
by candylies06
Bomb Girls - Kate/Betty - White Blank Page
by allpassionspent
you can’t fool me, I saw you when you came out by cashewdani - “What’s the matter, Ceece?” he asks, wanting to push her bangs back but really not comfortable with the idea of touching her. His mother warned him this was going to happen one day if he didn’t just grow up about it. “You want to go to a doctor?”
His assistant tells him a woman named Cece is on the phone and Schmidt takes a second to lean back in his chair, loosen his tie. “Cecelia, we’re now making our rendezvouses during the work day? Got to say, I’m surprised, especially after tiring you out so spectacularly last night, but of course intrigued.”
She’s just blunt and straight to the point. “You need to come pick me up.”
“I’m not going to come pick you up simply because you asked me to. I’m my own man, I don’t need to do anything.”
“I’ve been sick at this shoot all day and they won’t let me drive home or leave in a cab. Jess is at work. I repeat, you have to come pick me up.”
“I’m at work too,” he tells her, a little indignant. Just because Jess is responsible for keeping kids alive it doesn’t mean everyone else’s job isn’t important. “Also, what kind of sick are we talking? Are you contagious?” He can feel the little pricks of panic shooting into his system. Oh God, he kissed her goodbye this morning.
Cece ignores him, as usual. “I’m texting you the address. Don’t disappoint me,” and then she hangs up and he knows he’s going regardless of how much his immune system was already compromised by Winston leaving a window open overnight.
Xena: Warrior Princess - Xena/Gabrielle - The One I’ve Waited For
by unicornsarepeople2
How I Met Your Mother - Barney/Robin - They Don’t Love You Like I Love You
by naleylovealways
Game of Thrones - Ensemble - Devil’s Spoke
by blackiebrens
