Unfit for Society Recs

Avengers
(including Agents of SHIELD, so beware of spoilers)

Clear Through by Paraxdisepink
Some really hot Steve/Bucky emotional h/c (the author tags for magical healing cock, even). (ignore the typo in the first line - I'm glad I did.)

Empty Jars (That's What We Are) by Lise
The feeling that nags at her is one of wrongness, and a small, nasty part of her wonders if SHIELD changed anything, putting her back together. If they didn't, maybe, take out a few pieces they'd rather not have, or put in a few that weren't there before.

It wouldn't be a surprise to her. She'd never know, either; there's no way to tell, really, what in her head is really hers. Not anymore, if there ever was. Good programming doesn't give itself away, and her mind's been passed through so many hands she thinks of it sometimes like a worn-out rag, battered by too much use.

The mental image makes her feel sick. Natasha tries to figure out what's left, and what's real, after the conclusion of "Widow Hunt." Heartbreaking.

Magnetic by Renne
AU in which Steve and Bucky are Olympic swimmers, but they find each other anyway. (comicsverse)

Spark by Siria
Good coda to the first episode of SHIELD. How the ep actually should have ended.

Sway through the crowd to an empty space by lanyon
Hee! Steve and Bucky appear to be trope-proof, but the others keep trying.

to the edge of all the light you have by Hope_Tang
Throughout her childhood and most of her adolescence, Melinda May's parents, teachers, and role models told her: Ladies do not pick fights.

In college, former SSR agent Margaret Carter told Melinda, "Ladies finish them." A nice look at Melinda May

You're just the torch to put the flame to all our guilt and shame by lanyon
Bucky has nightmares, sometimes, wrapped up in Steve's arms. Maybe they're memories. He sees his own face and his eyes are fever-bright, like maybe he's caught one of Steve's pneumonias. He's afraid. He knows that much. He's afraid of losing Steve, to asthma or an aberrant heartbeat or a HYDRA sniper or a New York jail cell because they were caught with their pants down.

He knows that none of these things even exist anymore but it doesn't stop him from worrying. Bucky has a harder time adjusting to some things in the future. this is achy and lovely and wonderful and made me all sniffly for both of them.

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Sleepy Hollow

Madhouse/Asylum by Yahtzee
Lovely coda for the first ep, in which Ichabod assesses where (or should I say, when) he is now.

Ten Clicks by hollimichele
Ichabod meets Wikipedia.

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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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