LINKDING

<blockquote>A young Tybalt and Mercutio have an unexpected encounter at a brothel.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Tybalt grows up.</blockquote>

<blockquote>He licks his lips, tasting paint, and imagines he can still taste the salt of his tears, even though he had scrubbed them off the night before, as if with them he could scrub away his grief, wash it away with his paint to mix with the muck of the city, forgotten. Giulietta and Tybalt's feline henchman have an encounter the day after Tybalt's death. Gen, although you could also read it as very subtextual post-slash if that's your thing. (Based on the recent Italian production of the Presgurvic musical.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>The longing was strong in Cunorix to take that outstretched hand, slim and strong, and follow Alexios wherever he would go. That was the soulbond speaking: it pulled at him, like the current of a river, and if Cunorix had looked into Alexios’s eyes, perhaps it would have drowned him.</blockquote>

<blockquote>When Julia almost dies of the scarlet fever, young Tybalt makes a bargain with Death. It doesn't go quite how he hoped it would. (Budapesti Operettszínház productions of both Rómeó és Júlia and Elisabeth as canon.)</blockquote>

<blockquote> Jean Valjean realizes that there is yet more that Toulon could take from him. Note: This story contains some offscreen rape of OCs, perceived sexual threat from someone in authority, a brief mention of suicide, internalized homophobia, and the main character spends much of his time dissociated from his surroundings. There is no graphic onscreen rape.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Grantaire and Eponine get drunk and have sex while roleplaying as Marius and Enjolras, respectively.</blockquote> ➤ damn, how to tag pairings when the sex is one thing but the feelings are other things entirely?

<blockquote>Fauchelevent mourns his losses. This started with "You know what that means! Cart/Fauchelevent" but it stayed depressingly gen.</blockquote>

<blockquote>An exploration of a fairly cliché setup for Enjolras x Grantaire slash, and what the repercussions might be.</blockquote>

<blockquote>This story might be subtitled "Why you shouldn't rape your slave if you expect him to save your life in hostile country." There is no graphic on-screen rape, but there is reference to Marcus raping Esca in the past. I don't really believe in this characterization of Marcus, given that they're buddies by the end of the movie, but if I did, this is what I think Esca would do.</blockquote>

<blockquote>And having just said all of that about Susan, upon having given the matter far too much thought, the real Problem of Susan, to my mind, had nothing to do with her family dying. It sucks a lot, but it happens and people can die without God Specifically Being Out To Get You. People cope with that and move on all the time, and we feel for them, but they do not get recorded as one of the Great Literary Injustices. No, what I started thinking was that I’m thirty-five. I love my life. I have work I care about and a man I am quite desperately in love with. And if I suddenly fell through a wardrobe and was eleven years old again, I would go so batshit insane that they would have to make up new words for how insane I had gone. I expect I might have a hard time playing nice with the god responsible. So, y’know. (I realize that half my short stories turn up as “Point of view of the woman in this otherwise well-known story” and beg forgiveness in advance.) This one may even qualify as fan-fic! I make you a gift of it, although if my plane goes down in the Atlantic, please remember me for Digger and the Little Red Riding Hood thing instead.</blockquote>

<blockquote>All hillmen are traitors, and you always knew this.</blockquote> ➤ Or: giving Alex charaterization and motivation and backstory and a sympathetic viewpoint

➤ short story set in the US in the world of the Small Change trilogy ➤ bleak vibes

<blockquote>One of the weird things about becoming the Bookman is his photo gallery.</blockquote>