A beautiful tribute to one of my early OTPs, chronicling the ups and downs and epic love of Liz and Max.
Category: het
i came here for sanctuary, by orphan_account – The 100 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
“I think she needs to be alone right now,” he says. He doesn’t need to explain any more than that, because Octavia understands, that there is no alone anymore between him and Clarke – hasn’t been since he held her the night she thought her mother had died, since she told him she needed him, since they became king and queen of their ragtag group of idiot kids, since he realized that nothing feels safe without her walking two steps behind him, thinking three steps ahead.
Source: i came here for sanctuary, by orphan_account – The 100 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
After Finn’s death Clarke runs – and Bellamy follows, because of course he does. Lovely fic that rings very true. Honestly I kept expecting the show to go exactly this route. Explicit.
Fine Lines, by ladyofrosefire – The 100 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
His hands are calloused and warm, and his fingers are strong. When he tugs, Clarke stumbles forward, catching herself with her other hand in the center of his chest, over the pounding beat of his heart.
She stops right before she kisses him, her upper lip slightly curled, her teeth bared. Then her hand curls into a fist in his shirt and she steps back, pulling him with her. Her back collides with the rough bark of a tree. Bellamy crowds her, all broad shoulders and muscled arms caging her against the wide trunk. He’s still bending toward her, their mouths only a few inches apart. Neither one of them bridges the gap.
Source: Fine Lines, by ladyofrosefire – The 100 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
I’m not normally into hate sex, but wowza, very early days!Clarke and Bellamy sure manage to hit my buttons…
Rescue Me | Natasha/Clint – YouTube
Oh, this is glorious! These two deserved better. (Especially Nat, obviously.)
Where’s My Love | Kara and Lee – YouTube
A gorgeous look at this complicated, compelling relationship.
The Promise, by Ophelia_j – Stargate SG-1 [Archive of Our Own]
Sam Carter strode through the corridors of the SGC with single minded purpose. This was it. The moment had arrived. She’d promised herself, that if a chance like this came, she would take it. Their job was too perilous, and their lives potentially too short, to do otherwise. So this was the moment. Right now. Or at least, in seven minutes. She reached her destination, took a breath, and knocked on the door.
Source: The Promise, by Ophelia_j – Stargate SG-1 [Archive of Our Own]
Oh, this ship… How much I wish we’d seen just a bit more of it on the show! Like this little gem.
Amateur, by Fahye – Battlestar Galactica (2003) [Archive of Our Own]
“What’s the story with you and Lee?” he says eventually, keeping his voice casual, certain that bluntness is the best policy to use with her. “You’ve got a bit of a weird dynamic going on.”
Kara is quiet for a moment and then looks away. “I was engaged to his brother,” she says. “Zak. He died. His Viper crashed.”
Anders waits for almost a minute before realising that this is all she will say, that she thinks he will accept that as a full explanation. It isn’t one. It doesn’t even come close.
He wonders if she’s lying to herself, or just to him.
Source: Amateur, by Fahye – Battlestar Galactica (2003) [Archive of Our Own]
Sam POV. An insider’s outside perspective of the mess that is Starbuckandapollo and those that surround them…
The Same Moon Shines, by sami, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]
Wei Wuxian wants to laugh, but the doors reverberate with the loudest impact yet, and he knows that Lan Zhan has arrived.
“Wei Ying!”
The marks painted on the door are starting to show cracks, but it’s too late. The array on the floor is complete.
Wei Wuxian stands in the centre, closes his eyes, and blows a few simple notes on Chenqing.
The power comes up through his feet.
It feels like dying.
It feels like happiness.
It feels like it’s working.
Okay, so this. This series has eaten my brain for the last week – it’s about 4 different epic canon divergences, all supposing that Wei Ying decided to send his consciousness back in time to fix things. Each one is focused on a different “time traveller”, and the results are very different yet somehow always plausible.
Oh, and there’s about 45 shorter fics as well, including the whole bunch of utterly delightful “future nonsense” about the adventures of the six Immortals of Yunmeng in modern times. AND there’s plenty of ace rep, which pleases me muchly. Just… the whole things is utterly brilliant! (I’m tagging the WangXian alone because that’s pretty much the only ship that always sails.)
Angle of Descent – Chapter 1, by daphnaea – Battlestar Galactica (2003) [Archive of Our Own]
She thinks that if they were ever married, they’d have a throwing pots and pans, waking up the neighbors kind of life. Then a wave of guilt pulls her under. She expunges the word ‘married’ from her mental vocabulary.
Source: Angle of Descent – Chapter 1, by daphnaea – Battlestar Galactica (2003) [Archive of Our Own]
This fic traces an entirely believable progression of their relationship – one that’s none-too-smooth but kind of inevitable.
About Time, by callmeonetrack – Battlestar Galactica (2003) [Archive of Our Own]
Standing under the nearest faucet, hands on the wall, head bowed under the spray is Lee Adama. Water sluices down his back, between his shoulder blades, over pale skin and bulging muscles, every inch proving that life can indeed imitate art and the CAG’s callsign was no joke.
Naked bodies are generally about as interesting as the bulkheads on a battlestar. Kara never stares, didn’t even when she was rook.
But this is Lee. And she’s wondered for far too long to stop staring now.
Source: About Time, by callmeonetrack – Battlestar Galactica (2003) [Archive of Our Own]
Yummy, set during 33 – I very much wanted the show to go this route. 🙂