LINKDING

<blockquote>His father in white plays the song late into the night, and when A-Yuan wakes up confused and afraid, the guqin lulls him back to sleep. Lan Sizhui hears his father play the same song every night for his whole life, and never, ever get an answer.</blockquote> ➤ this is incredible, I didn't expect to love it as much as I did but I really did!

<blockquote>The war is over and Bodhi Rook has been away from Jedha for too long. It’s time to go home. He winds up with an unexpected passenger. A love story between two people and a place, about all the different meanings of home.</blockquote> ➤ (and then a sequel about finding & rescuing Rey, and then a meta post describing the events that led to this au) ➤ Series consists of: Stone and Sand Different Deserts For Those That Read Stone and Sand

<blockquote>It's a grieving process, of some kind.</blockquote> ➤ Lando dealing with L3's death

<blockquote>When the seeds rained down from deep space, it may have been the first stage of an alien invasion—or something else entirely. How much time do we have left, and do we even understand what timescale to use? As a slow apocalypse blooms across the Earth, planets and plants, animals and microbes, all live and die and evolve at different scales. Is one human life long enough to unravel the mystery?</blockquote>

<blockquote>It's been a long week. A long fucking week. And Daniel can never remember the rules about when normal Americans are allowed to touch each other, anyway.</blockquote> ➤ This fic has such good atmosphere, this quiet charged intimacy. (pre-slash)

<blockquote>Ensemble Yuri On Ice AMV "So level up, and love again"</blockquote>

<blockquote>Friends do things together. :)</blockquote>

<blockquote>The entire hockey team falters, faced by Katsuki's dark eyes shaded by his inky eyelashes. It's very effective. Mila's going to find out what mascara he uses. "Did - did someone pull a prank on you?" says Katsuki. His Russian isn't terrible, but between his soft voice and his frankly adorable accent, half-American and half-Japanese, he sounds like a little lost lamb.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Allpa received the magic sword from his grandmother, as she lay dying. “I’m afraid I don’t really need a sword, grandma,” he said. “No, nor do you deserve it,” she snapped at him. She was a fierce old woman with a nose like a hawk’s beak and skin falling away in folds from her cheekbones. “You’re a farmer, not a warrior. They’ll help you.” “They?” said Allpa. He cradled the sword awkwardly in his arms, as if it were an infant. Normal people did not have swords. Swords weren’t even a normal weapon. Barbarians carried them. Civilized people did not. His grandmother had never been very good at being normal. “The spirits in the sword. Great warriors. A barbarian priest bound them to the sword long, long ago. Draw the sword and they’ll fight for you.” She scowled, and the deep lines around her nose grew deeper. “They’ll teach you to fight. I should have done, but I’m dying.” “You’re not dying, grandma,” he said automatically, even though they both knew she was.</blockquote> ➤ okay so are we supposed to be shipping Moon/Allpa? because I defs am

<blockquote>As it turns out, Yuri doesn't mind Yuuri moving to St. Petersburg nearly as much as he thought that he would, but that doesn't mean it's not an adjustment for both of them.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Aunt Dahlia tells Bertie a surprising story about Jeeves's past.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Altschmerz n. weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had—the same boring flaws and anxieties you’ve been gnawing on for years, which leaves them soggy and tasteless and inert, with nothing interesting left to think about, nothing left to do but spit them out and wander off to the backyard, ready to dig up some fresher pain you might have buried long ago. Yuuri has trouble adjusting to St. Petersburg.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Phichit's phone buzzes. christophe-gc has posted a new photo, it tells him. When he thumbs the screen, it brightens to reveal a shot of Christophe Giacometti, lounging on a bench, wearing nothing but a Speedo and his skates. greetings from your local king of selfies, says the caption. Phichit doesn't actually know Chris - not personally. He has nothing to prove. But Phichit is also, categorically, a competitive little shit, and he knows he can do better. So it begins.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The justification Yuri gives himself for ending up at Yu-Topia is that the onsen is practically part of his training regime. He goes into the kitchens first, entirely because it’s polite to greet Hiroko and not at all because he’s looking for Grandpa. He finds possibly the last thing he expected to find in Hiroko’s kitchen. There’s Grandpa, which is predictable. He reaches out to ruffle Yuri’s hair, and Yuri pretends to hate it, also predictably. Grandpa has on one of Hiroko’s aprons, and is evidently in the middle of chopping up some kind of vegetable, which is still not the unexpected part. The unexpected part is that Viktor is also wearing an apron, and is peering into a metal bowl looking perplexed.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Napoleon sends a letter to the upstart sea-captain who stole his dragon, Laurence sends one back, and a correspondence begins under the uneasy eye of the admiralty. ------When Laurence had admitted the matter to Granby his lieutenant exclaimed, “God, does Boney want you drawn and quartered as a traitor?” which seems perfectly possible.</blockquote> ➤ the main plot turns out to be the dragon plague which means auuugh (the laurence/napoleon is not any kind of endgame relationship in this particular fic ftr)

<blockquote>“No,” answered my father. “Better.” He sat on the bench behind him. My brothers and I knew better than to sit ourselves. “He wants to end the curse on his line. And Artau Ehat, the lord of the sky and protector of Therete, has said to the king of Therete — or to his priests, since because of the curse the king himself isn’t able to enter the god’s presence — that the curse will be ended when the prince Atehatsqe marries your sister. And,” he continued into our perplexed silence, “if he can get a better price for timber, so much the better.”</blockquote> ➤ part of leckie's godsverse

<blockquote>Temeraire is dead. The entire country knows his name after the Battle of Dover, and now Temeraire is dead. “Well,” says Admiral Croft, “At least you can join the navy again, eh, Captain?”</blockquote> ➤ gaaaaah this is so heartbreaking but also I am really mad that the author killed Tharkay off too

<blockquote>The explosion of a Death Star creates enough of a disruption in the fabric of space-time to cause a temporal anomaly. General Hux doesn't quite know how to deal with the appearance of the Grand Moff Tarkin in the middle of the Starkiller's control room. He also doesn't know how much Tarkin has deduced about his situation... or about Hux himself.</blockquote> ➤ the two chapters are sort of...parallel fics with different focuses. And okay I enjoyed chapter 1, but then chapter 2 with the scientists was AMAZING, I'm so pleased, this fic is ridiculous in the best ways

<blockquote>Poe guesses he’s a little fucked-up now, more than before. He certainly has a lot of nightmares. He tries to take it in stride. It doesn’t really surprise him. What had he expected? (Dead, he thinks. You expected to be dead.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Maria's personal notes from the production of DIEFENBAKER! A Canadian Musical, by Darren Nichols and Richard Smith-Jones.</blockquote> ➤ the worst part is that now I have a terrible desire to see this musical, omg

<blockquote>Five times Finn learned about names.</blockquote> ➤ the shippy stuff at the end is pretty eh, but I liked the stuff about names

<blockquote>They're not friends yet. That takes time, more than a few really disastrous missions, two anniversaries, and quite a lot of bloodshed. Jim's never been the patient type. Pre Kirk/Spock, background Spock/Uhura, but mostly the story of James T Kirk's first year in command of the Enterprise.</blockquote> ➤ Series consists of: Taking the Slower Path (we'll get there in the end) We'll Finish With Bruises (we hit all of the bumps) But We'll Ignore the Last Exit (it was light-years ago)

<blockquote>"Be that as it may," Fraser managed, forcing the words out, "you've got it wrong."</blockquote> ➤ early on, Ray asking Fraser for stuff about Vecchio's personal life that wouldn't have been in the file, for added verisimilitude. ➤ Sort of...queer genish with the possibility of f/k in the future

<blockquote>"Three representatives from Atlantis and three only for this negotiation, those had been the Rengarians' terms." On what should have been a routine mission, Elizabeth is unexpectedly reminded that people are unpredictable and things are not always what they seem.</blockquote> ➤ on elizabeth as leader and as such, inherently separate from everyone else

<blockquote>Only solitary men know the full joys of friendship. Others have their family; but to a solitary and an exile, his friends are everything. (Willa Cather)</blockquote> ➤ After they win against the Wraith, including some deaths of main characters, John chooses to exile himself on an abandoned planet and act as rememberer for the dead of Athos and Atlantis. ➤ The kind of fic where the dead do stay dead.

<blockquote>Anthropomorphism to Zeugma; the history of a city.</blockquote> also at https://archiveofourown.org/works/258436