LINKDING

<blockquote>An AU where David becomes a wedding and event planner after the Roses lose everything. And Patrick is still...Patrick. With apologies for anachronisms, as I haven't seen the latest season.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Crowley is caught in a summoning circle. Aziraphale comes to rescue him.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Take, for instance, the couple she’s consulting with this afternoon, for their upcoming October ceremony. Seemingly mismatched in every respect. The plump, fair-haired one looks like a parody of an absent-minded professor, as sketched by someone who didn’t bother to do much actual research; his clothes are so outdated it teeters on costume. He’s wearing a bow tie, and not in that reinvented hipster way. This is a bow tie unacquainted with the cycles of fashion, a bow tie that has never heard the word irony. His partner is a rangy, black-clad ginger in snakeskin boots. He has the look of a hungover rocker about him, and would somehow, even without the sunglasses he has fully committed to wearing indoors on a cloudy afternoon. He’s sprawled almost defiantly in his chair and keeps throwing dubious glances around Dr. Blackwell’s office, as though expecting a lightning bolt to strike him down for merely daring to be within spitting distance of a church.</blockquote> ➤ THIS IS AMAZING AND I LOVE LITERALLY EVERYTHING ABOUT IT

<blockquote>Lando is constructing plans to take back Cloud City and get the galaxy's only Jedi Knight into his bed. One of these things may be harder than the other.</blockquote> ➤ I am extremely charmed

<blockquote>But then Rodney would stand close to him, or be unexpectedly kind, or do something stupid and heroic, and John’s entire body would shout him, that one, Rodney McKay, him. Like the world was a candy store where John could just point and say I’ll have the genius with the big blue eyes and Rodney would be his with a bow on. / John did not ask to sprain his ankle, to be reassigned to the best quarters in Atlantis, or for Rodney McKay to become his new neighbor. But that’s what happened. Post-series. Here’s wishing callunavulgari a very Merry Christmas. She gave me a detailed letter with lots of avenues to explore. I was struck by “domesticity” and “a slow, lazy kind of jam that just makes me happy.” Here’s my attempt at that. <3</blockquote> ➤ aaahhhh I love it

➤ I was not expecting this ridiculous charming original hockey-bro series to end up being about, like, an aro dude who loves his people very much and collects a houseful of poly family but I AM 5000% HERE FOR IT ➤ also like....this is like the perfect mix of charming fluff with Things Actually Happening and it's great ➤ I just love how much Luc loves people and is so chill and confident about how he does it, and I love all the people he loves ➤ Main series consists of: Superstition Deke Split the D Breakway Other People Until the Whistle ➤ Side stories ("Depth on the Bench") worth reading consist of: https://archiveofourown.org/series/625667 The Cure for Anything (Crash POV) Nikolai Budnikov calls Luc Chantal his dad, chirps his accent and his cooking: READ MORE If the light's good (Svetlana day in the life) Indivisible and Inviolable (Svetlana backstory) I've got your name written here in rose tattoo (Svetlana's brother)

<blockquote>In which Jim finds himself fake-married to his first officer every other month. It's not his fault. Mostly. Dowries and Klingons are involved. Starfleet is decidedly not amused.</blockquote> ➤ what excellent fun with tropes. And I love how it ends!

<blockquote>Laurence and Tharkay, holed up together in the midst of a cold, snowy winter, pass the time by reading old letters. But there's more contained in those papers than either of them bargained for...</blockquote> ➤ the premise of this fic is INCREDIBLE, I love them going through Laurence's old letters in a cozily domestic wintry home, with the contents new to both of them

<blockquote>“I thought we were actively avoiding each other after the Trandosha Shitshow,” Han says. “We’re actively avoiding each other after the Iridonia Shitshow,” Lando corrects him, “the Trandosha Shitshow is That Which We Do Not Speak Of.”</blockquote>

<blockquote>Goats are purchased, a plot is uncovered, and Costis Ormentiedes is in love.</blockquote>

<blockquote>So his new partner was surprisingly not completely un-attractive, for a human. Gavin Hayes had impressive aptitude scores, and a friendly smile, and eyes sharp as winter currents, taking in the station and remembering names and details with an ease that belied his causal charm. All things that transcended species boundaries and general integumentary inadequacies. It didn’t mean Sezin found him sexy.</blockquote>

<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>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>The ATF has questions about how some explosions on Greendale's campus tie into the local rumors of a cult led by Troy Barnes. The study group has answers. Sort of.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which it turns out that Radek Zelenka is a sex god.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Uh,” Geralt said, staring down at the glass bowl. “Ribbit,” said the frog.</blockquote> ➤ You know, I know nothing and care nothing about this fandom (five fics in, I'm still having trouble remembering the main character's name....sorry, witcher fans!), but I hope astolat keeps writing these ridiculous tropey delightful fics about these dudes at such a fast rate because they're such fun to read

<blockquote>Sixteen year old Victor spontaneously travels to the future, where he's... retired? And married?</blockquote> ➤ OH MY GOD. the oustide pov of Viktor's teenage self is amaaaazing

<blockquote>Jensen shifted his gaze to Cougar. “I really thought that if I ever had to say the words ‘telepathic disaster,’ it’d be a lot cooler than this is turning out to be.”</blockquote> ➤ telepathy and also truth-telling

<blockquote>I relayed the information I’d so masterfully committed to memory in my youth, re: the prophet Elijah being taken up to heaven while still alive and in full possession of his faculties. I’d won a prize for Scripture-knowledge and so had details of this sort at my fingertips. “Although,” I said, as we neared what I took to be the stratosphere, or some kind of sphere at any rate, “just now my resemblance to the prophet Elijah escapes me.”</blockquote>

<blockquote>Peace was declared and Captain William Frederick is back home with his loving sister in his comfortable home in Wiltshire. Would that the French had got him.</blockquote> ➤ a fic about the Nemesis comics, in a world in which a nemesis is the most important and longed-for type of relationship

<blockquote>Spock likes McCoy. McCoy won't take a hint.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Psmith jolted. “So forward,” he said, a slight crack in his voice. “I begin to suspect your intentions. Comrade Jackson, Casanova of the Home Counties.”</blockquote> ➤ series consists of: Psmith Learns by surexit Psmith Learns More by surexit Psmith Shows Initiative by surexit

<blockquote>Whenever Kylo Ren throws a dramatic tantrum over something inconsequential, Hux grits his teeth and very carefully does not think about the 500+ hours of leadership training he has completed or the zero hours Ren has done because his mommy happens to be General Organa. General Hux has workplace issues. Meaningless sex does not help solve them.</blockquote> ➤ omg

<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>Jack and Stephen in space. No, really.</blockquote> ➤ I don't know how I managed to never notice this fic's existence before but it's SO DELIGHTFUL omg I'm so pleased that that amrev fic got me looking through astolat's archives again

<blockquote>Mojo presents: Love Across the Multiverse! In tonight's episode, a battle-hardened supersoldier finds himself drawn to his handsome, genius teammate! It's an agonizing duel between his long-held beliefs and the secret passions of his heart! Will true love conquer all? There's only one way to find out! Don't miss the highlight of the season! (Viewer discretion is advised. Mojoworld residents who do not vote for their favorite participants of the season will be summarily sent to the arena. All hail Mojo.)</blockquote> ➤ Ultimates versions of these characters

<blockquote>Mike Webster had already been dreading a return to Camp Algonkian as the oldest camper, but his new counsellor seemed determined to make Mike's summer even worse.</blockquote> ➤ I AM SO HAPPY ABOUT EVERYTHINGGGG. ➤ And like I really love AVLS and it is in some ways the quintessential "back at Algonkian" fic for me, the AVLS Rudy always kind of bothered me with how very on top of every single situation he always is. I like that this Rudy is a little more, mmm, human and sympathetic?

<blockquote>In which, all timelines to the contrary, a young Parisian thief and knife-murderer meets a Veronese nobleman in a dark alley, and there is UST and vague hints of knifeplay. (Operettszínház Tybalt as usual.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Don't touch strange stones you find in the woods. Really, don't.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Rav Enjolras said in the name of Lamarque: "They will come one and all, they will come when we call." Had it only been "they will come", one might think it means that they will come when it pleases them. But "one and all" means they will all come. Is it possible that all can agree on a proper time? No, therefore, "they will come when we call." Is it possible for one man to force the participation of all? There is not a power on Earth to achieve this! But there is in Heaven. Therefore, "they will come one and all, they will come when we call" means there is a requirement for everyone to build a barricade.</blockquote>