some art of the best gals, go vote Anna/Renee in the hbo war tournament!! lesbians for the win!!
(@hbowartournament I’m coming to steal your polls!!)
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some art of the best gals, go vote Anna/Renee in the hbo war tournament!! lesbians for the win!!
(@hbowartournament I’m coming to steal your polls!!)
click for better quality
continuing my propaganda spree, branching out with some nurse yuri today...they are literally the reason bob didn't fail the bechdel test!
Some of the inspo for this: 1 | 2 | 3 (and the corresponding article that I do recommend!)
renee//anna
working together & being in sync
Reneeagusta, a timeline
Our Daughters of Sorrow
Pairing: Anna/Renée
Rating: T
Word count: 9104
Summary: During the siege of Bastogne, two nurses home for Christmas find themselves thrown together both in a crisis and under the all-seeing eyes of God.
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She broke off a large chunk of the bar and offered it with the tips of her bloody fingers to Augusta.
“You need something sweet in your life as well,” she said. “I couldn’t exactly tell that poor boy that oh yes, I would like some chocolate, my friend Anna hasn’t had many good things in her life in a while now, and I so like bringing her sweets along with things like scalpels, plasma bottles and bloody rags.”
Augusta meant to refuse the treat. It was Renée’s after all, her gift and her luxury, but then again… How could she resist?
[Ao3]
always told me to keep you close//the feeling's fading when you're a ghost
i dream of colors to light your face//but real life showed me it takes away
renee//anna
without skinny to distract us
Il n'y a pas d'amour qui ne doit à douleur
Augusta/Renée
(Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux, Louis Aragon)