if i could find the answer to that question, then i'd know

[unfitforsociety]

Greek Mythology

Here Thy Hands Let Fall the Gather'd Flower by Cinaed
Nice take on Hades/Persephone. I like this version of Hades.

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Legend of Korra

a gate that swings both ways by psocoptera
Korra confronts the implications of energybending. Exactly what the summary says. Thought-provoking.

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Criminal Minds

Close our eyes, pretend to fly by that_1_incident
Understated, sweet, and lovely Morgan/Garcia story where Garcia owns a coffee shop instead of working for the BAU.

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Elementary

Guided by the Beauty of Our Weapons by cjmarlowe
"Well, the nature of our relationship to one another is complicated," said Joan. "Even for your father—who does care about you, by the way, even if he doesn't show it in typical ways—who knows the particulars of my former employment."

"He thinks we should be clearer about the delineation between the personal and the professional."

"Well, I can't argue with that in principle," said Joan, "but since when do we let ourselves be defined by anyone else?"

"Since always," said Sherlock. "I believe that might actually be the definition of definition."

"Well, then it's time we stopped," said Joan. "You're my friend, and my employer, and my mentor, and I am your friend and your colleague and your sounding board. We can be all of those things, as long as we understand the nature of each of them."

"Clear boundaries," said Sherlock. "Consideration. Trust. Occasional bowls of late night ice cream."

Joan smiled at him. "I think we're getting the hang of it." During a case drought, Sherlock and Joan continue to negotiate their relationship. Nice slice-of-life story.

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Rivers of London

a spell against the lonely by singlecrow
Lovely look at Nightingale over the years.

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Crossovers

The West Wing/M*A*S*H

cj cregg meets margaret houlihan by raven
"What's a community organiser, anyway," she says, "isn't that what we all do, if we're worth anything. I'm a nurse, Ms. Cregg. These days, more of a midwife."

"A midwife?" CJ repeats, again feeling useless and tired.

"Some things take longer to be born than others," Margaret says, and smiles, softly. "Good luck." *sobs*

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