LINKDING

<blockquote>Summary: There are some people the universe really, really wants you to meet. // After about twenty seconds of silence, the guy in the peacoat says, “I really promise I’m not going to murder you.” Notes: Or, Sansa is a genetic counselor, Jon is a Targaryen (maybe?), and it’s secular Christmas in modern Westeros. In which I take a fandom to work for like the fortieth fucking time and it’s a lot of exposition because--I do what I want? And what I wanted was a big joke about inbreeding depression. (Please take none of the below seriously.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Kraven needs a plus one to the National Geographic Anniversary Gala. Doreen was born for this.</blockquote> ➤ I AM SO DELIGHTED, THIS IS SO DELIGHTFUL

<blockquote>Jupiter discovers that the one thing Caine Wise wants most in life is to be a pretty pretty bride on his wedding day. And she sets out to make that happen. Look, I'll be frank: this is over 7000 words of pure self-indulgence. My only hope is that it scratches an itch for my recipient as well.</blockquote> ➤ I almost didn't read this but I'm so glad I did because I am SUPER CHARMED

<blockquote>Haruhi said to the stranger, "The food's good, isn't it? Have you tried the small quiches?" She'd spoken English on the assumption that most people in the room would likely understand it, but when the man turned it became apparent that he was Japanese. Haruhi knew this because she recognised his face. It was the face of Japan's ace skater, Katsuki Yuuri. "K-K-Katsuki Yuuri-senshu!" Haruhi clapped her hand over her mouth, feeling the blood rise to her face. "Ah," said Katsuki. He was different off the ice. His spectacles reduced the impact of his eyes, and the shape of his face was somehow softer, less distinctive. "Do I know you?"  / Yuuri makes a friend. Viktor hates it.</blockquote> ➤ I don't know the fandom yoi is crossed over with but the knowledge is unnecessary for appreciating the fic

<blockquote>In the years after high school, Kat tentatively becomes friends with her ex-boyfriend Patrick. And then Bianca gets married.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Dear Bluma, I heard that Hershel Schmulewitz, that blockhead, has also presumed to ask for your hand in marriage, which gives you two proposals to consider. Now, you needn’t worry that this will be a sentimental or a wheedling sort of letter. You already know how I feel, and I suppose Hershel’s not so much of a blockhead that he doesn’t feel the same way. I’m simply writing to lay out the reasons, plainly and concisely, why it would certainly be more to your benefit to marry me.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Fuck you,” Leia says. “Who said anything about getting married? Did Luke say anything about getting married?” “Luke is not involved,” Luke says, not looking up. “Hey, Luke is not involved,” Han says, pointing at her. She’s going to bite his finger off, then they’ll see how much pointing he can do with it. “This is about you and me, princess.” “There’s not going to be a you and me,” Leia says. “I’m going to have this baby with C-3PO.” C-3PO says, “Madam,” tremulous.</blockquote> ➤ I love how this fic understands their relationship

<blockquote>"Not all over the table, venerable sir!" cried Xiao Zhen, but it was already too late.</blockquote> ➤ A charming and delightful Chinese fairy-tale type story

<blockquote>"If anyone's going to overcome cultural prejudice against women of size in order to belatedly recognize Susan's inherent value as an agent and as a woman, it is by God going to be me!" Bradley Fine makes his move at last.</blockquote> ➤ This is fic for that humour movie I saw a trailer for with a woman who has never done field work being sent out as a spy and I AM SO DELIGHTED??? This fic is GREAT.

<blockquote>"Someone," said Howl with an ominous flourish of sleeves, "and I'm not naming names but it starts with an S—has tipped all my hair spells into the sink." In which Howl learns to stop worrying and love his natural hair color. In a way.</blockquote>

<blockquote>When people ask how he met his wife, he says they exchanged cultural information at a diplomatic event. He does not mention that she beat him at logic (twice), or that afterward, they took off their clothes.</blockquote>

<blockquote>As a /supervillain /supercriminal contract worker with a morality deficit, Clint Barton leads a glamorous life. You know, stolen cars, dangerous women, a really confusing relationship with a meddling do-gooder, the works. It's pretty awesome. Except for, uh, medical bills, the mob, and being on the run all the time. That part isn't all that awesome. (A supervillain AU where Clint shoots arrows at people and gets beat up a lot. So, not really that much of an AU.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Lettie knows she ought to be delighted that everybody's curses are broken now, but in some ways she can't help feeling like nothing's any better than it was before.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A chance encounter in the Luxembourg causes Marius to realize that, once again, he's doing everything all wrong. It's only fair that Javert gets to ruin one of Valjean's plans for once.</blockquote> ➤ MARIUS EVERYONE IS SECRETLY JUDGING YOU, NOT JUST VALJEAN ➤ or: this fic captures Marius's damnfool well-meaning idiocy PERFECTLY -- I was LITERALLY FACEPALMING all the way through ➤ OH MARIUS

<blockquote>"Do you want me to go down on you?" Abed asks, one afternoon, when they're watching My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A brief glimpse of the life of Sir Richard F. Burton, as seen by his manager at the "English Breakfast."</blockquote> ➤ written just for meeeee and it is just as epic as it sounds!

<blockquote>Loki is captured by SHIELD and deemed not fit to be left alone while on painkillers and in handcuffs. Now he's Darcy's problem.</blockquote>