LINKDING

<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>“How did you ever know?” Aziraphale asked Crowley. “How did you know when I was in trouble and could use a spot of, hmm, otherworldly intervention?” OR In the beginning, God gave the angel Aziraphale a flaming sword.</blockquote> ➤ oh I really like this one!

<blockquote>An accident involving a Kryptonian device meddled with by Lex Luthor sends Bruce forward, into a future that must not—cannot—be his own. Because sure, Clark's joined the Justice League. Clark's willing to work with Bruce to save the world. Clark's even forgiven him for what he once tried to do. But that doesn't mean they're going to—that doesn't make it plausible that they'd ever be—that they would get married.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Well,” Rudy drawled. “Mike Webster. It seems that, once again, we find ourselves as lone islands of sanity amidst a sea of clones.”</blockquote>

<blockquote>Han and Lando keep running into each other. Sometimes it's even deliberate.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Do you still paint your nails at all?” Yuuri asks. “Yeah,” Victor says—and it’s a moment before he realizes this is a lie. He still intends to paint his nails. He still thinks of himself as the sort of person who paints his nails. But he hasn’t actually done it in years.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Ray is slightly psychic. It's not super fun.</blockquote>

<blockquote>When Jainan arrived on Iskat to represent his home planet in a diplomatic marriage to Imperial Prince Taam, he was naïve enough to hope the match would work. Taam knew better. Five years later, his confidence shattered, Jainan is released when Taam dies in an accident, only to be faced with another marriage to help salvage his treaty. Jainan understands how the real world works now; but Prince Kiem - the cheerful, scandal-prone darling of the Iskat celebrity magazines - keeps breaking all the rules he's learned.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Anyway, he’s staying with me for a while,” John says. “My place got firebombed,” Matt says, reflexively.</blockquote> ➤ pretending to be a couple for insurance purposes

<blockquote>Chirrut threw his head back, as though Baze had issued a challenge. "I'll leave a mark on you some day," he said. It felt like a promise. Maybe a threat. "You're not a distraction. And it's not a passing fancy." He pointed at Baze – a piece of incivility Baze felt he hardly deserved. "You watch out. I'm going to prove it. The Force is with you, Baze." This was a perfectly conventional thing for one novitiate to say to another, by way of praise or encouragement. It was typical of Chirrut that he should have made it weird.   Chirrut pursues Baze. Kids at the Temple fic, spanning a period of 20 years.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Living with Victor is like a dream, a hyper-realistic one that only seems logical as long as you don't wake up.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Baze and Chirrut meet for the first time on an Imperial prison ship, a long way from home. 'You're not a doctor, are you.' 'I'm a monk,' said Chirrut, and patted him on the chest. 'So if you die from your wounds, I'll know what to do with your spirit.'</blockquote>

<blockquote>"Did you know I'm worth a quarter herd of bantha?” At Jyn’s sharp inhale, Baze said, without opening his eyes, “My husband is an unrepentant liar. He is barely worth one sick bantha, much less a healthy quarter herd.” In which Chirrut and Baze have spent more than half their lives together, and Chirrut likes to spin stories of how they were married.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"No, see, we've all been trained a certain way. The training system is traditional; it's centuries old. Nobody taught you. You ballist like it's got nothing to do with war at all." A sleepy, extraordinary smile crawls over Victor's face. "Nobody else does it like that. That's why we're going to win."</blockquote> ➤ I don't know if it quite works for me as a YoI fic, but as an origfic it's GREAT, I adore the worldbuilding, I would read more set in this world! (and in fact can and have, the sequel is Gravity, ft. arranged marriage for Otabek and Yuri P.!)

<blockquote>None of this has anything to do with Otabek, except that Yuri didn’t get Otabek’s number, and so he can’t bitch to him about the whole situation. He makes do with bitching to Mila, who at least agrees that Viktor is impossible to deal with right now. Otabek keeps liking Yuri’s selfies, but that’s it, that’s the complete and total sum of his communication with Yuri for an entire two weeks. Yuri is not mad about it because there’s nothing to be mad about. They are friends and this, it turns out, is what friends do. Like each other’s selfies and make out at international sporting events. He’s pretty sure Mila’s got at least three friends that fit exactly those parameters.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In a world where a certain submarine never arrives, Burt Gurney and Hobie Doyle play a cat-and-mouse game.</blockquote> ➤ charming

<blockquote>Five times Peter practiced magic on the Victorian farm (and one time the farm had a magic all its own)</blockquote>

<blockquote>As old men, Scipio and Hannibal have an opportunity they longed for at Ephesus.</blockquote> ➤ written in rhyming iambic pentameter

<blockquote>“This is weird,” Yuri abruptly announces. He tilts his head up, resting his chin on Victor’s shoulder. “Are you really Victor, or is this just the champagne?” Victor leans in until his forehead rests on Yuri’s. “I’m right here,” he says. Yuri stares up at him, wide-eyed and red-cheeked. His hand seems to compulsively clench around the lapel of Victor’s jacket, and for a moment, Victor wonders if he’s going to kiss him. And then the elevator dings.</blockquote> ➤ this is a really good interpretation of post-banquet fic

<blockquote>"Laurent's no use in a jaeger. Not any more," said Aimeric, soft and matter-of-fact. "He's broken."</blockquote>

<blockquote>Cricket and dancing in the officers' mess.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Through the Force, everything is connected. Anakin and Obi-Wan find this out first-hand.</blockquote> ➤ prequel-era Anakin and Obi-Wan are brought forward in time to post-OT and meet Luke, Leia, and Han. wip through part 53 as of last checking

<blockquote>Neither of them was planning on Starfleet Academy. Maybe planning is overrated.</blockquote>

<blockquote>If x is anything, then how many times will Brian have to remind himself to breathe before he calculates that anything is also him?</blockquote>

<blockquote>"I was referring," said the man, "to the ongoing magical crisis that's threatening to destroy your entire world, and possibly several adjacent worlds as well. There is one, isn't there?" "I hope not!" said Leonard. An annoyed look flickered briefly across the man’s vague expression, and Leonard added apologetically, “You might inquire at the University? I’m afraid that I don’t get much news here." Rufus Drumknott has been in love with his employer for years, and he's sure that Lord Vetinari must know it. But it will take a visit from a couple of enchanters from another world, and a magical toddler running amok with one of Leonard of Quirm's flying machines, to get either of them to do anything about it . . .</blockquote>

<blockquote>Directed-verse Gen Kill. Because conversations with surexit result in things like this.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Wait, Wonder Woman thought—apparently the entire governing cadre of the Justice League thought--that Lex had been carrying on some sort of clandestine affair with Superman? That his carefully conceived (though admittedly often poorly executed) plans were the equivalent of the schoolboy pulling the pigtails of his prepubescent crush? Lex didn’t know whether to laugh or scream.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The king of Bithynia is not what he expected, and young Caesar finds it is perhaps not quite so simple to separate personal pleasure from political expediency as he first thought.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The night before the First Attacotti Frontier Scouts leave for Belgica, Hilarion brings a matter to the attention of his commander.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A year into the mission, Spock and Jim have got on with things and are well on their way to that great destined friendship -- or maybe more. There’s spanner in the works, though, when a group of colonists exploring an unknown part of New Vulcan go missing, and the Enterprise crew is called in to help. The problem? The Vulcan High Council has insisted they take a guide — Spock’s wife, T’Pring.</blockquote>