LINKDING

<blockquote>What happens when a disembodied AI and her amorphous slime best friend get a synthesized body to experiment with? To start with....mammal bodies are weird. But also: they're kind of fun. </blockquote>

<blockquote>"What the hell, man?" somebody says, and GQ turns around and looks. There's someone off to one side of him. Another SEAL, looks like, and the only guy who was anywhere near as close to that blast as GQ. Benitez rushed forward to help him out, though, after the grenade went off; and the guy's freaking out on her, twisting out of her grip and baring his teeth, shoulders bunched, clutching his gun at an awkward angle like he's planning to use it for a club instead of shooting it. "Hey," GQ says, starting toward them, and he's distracted at first by the wide-eyed stare Benitez gives him, the way her gun comes up. It takes him a second to meet the guy's eyes, a second to realize that it's—that they're his. That's him over there. That's him.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A good friend would get Yuuri some pants. A good friend would let Yuuri take a second to get dressed and compose himself after getting walked in on like that. But Phichit isn’t a good friend; Phichit is Yuuri’s best friend.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which Maria Absalom revisits Segundus's dreams and strikes up a bit of something. Well, more than a bit of something. Meanwhile, cakes are consumed, cows are displaced, and Segundus masters the art of magical gardening. Also: Childermass.</blockquote>

<blockquote>For a kinkmeme prompt: "Segundus is always getting kidnapped to be devirginized as part of Sinister Magical Rites, and Childermass has to rescue him at the last minute every time, and they ride off on Childermass's horse with naked Segundus in Childermass's arms. And then they realize there's a simpler solution. Basically."</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which a flowering fairy orchard introduces a troubling new idea to Childermass and Segundus. (Sex. The idea is sex.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Robin will just have to put on a dress again, and play Mistress Kate once more. A tragedy. Yes. Notes: It seems in those franker times of the Jacobean period, Prudence and Robin have few secrets between them, and Prudence is not of a jealous bent.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Anthony confesses to once having held an interest in Peter Merriot; Prudence is intrigued. [Perhaps a hint of D/s dynamics, but no more so than canon.]</blockquote>

<blockquote>Gaby has a very interesting question, and Solo is very interested in the answer.</blockquote>

<blockquote>there are tentacle monsters in the sea outside of toulon. valjean thinks he knows what he's getting into.</blockquote>

AU based on the following: <blockquote>Because it was impossible, he allowed himself to imagine, just once, what it would be like to face Laurent as a man...if there had been no animosity between their countries, Laurent journeying to Akielos as part of an embassy, Damen's attention superficially caught by the blond hair. They'd attend banquets and sports together, and Laurent...he had seen Laurent with those he cultivated, charming and edged without being lethal; and he was honest enough with himself to admit that if he had encountered Laurent in that mode, all golden lashes and needling remarks, he might well have found himself in some danger.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"A purgation," Enjolras said. "You make it sound so respectably medical."</blockquote> ➤ or: the 1830 sex-pollen induced gangbang that somehow doesn't require me to ignore my asexual!Enjolras headcanon. (..."headcanon", I say, this is the most canonically ace character of all the ace characters I have ever fanned over, ilu Victor Hugo for giving him to me)

<blockquote>In the present, Rodney was lying prone on his back, knees up and apart, covers rucked messily under him.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Arthur has a lot of feelings, mostly about Eames' penis. Yusuf's accidental truth drug helpfully illuminates them.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Months after he was kidnapped, John escapes and returns to Atlantis, but he's miserable. His captors conditioned him as a sexual submissive and to come on command and only on command. Embarrassed and desperate, craving the satisfaction and headspace of those experiences, he turns to Rodney for help.</blockquote>

<blockquote>eating during sex, mild D/s, bottom!John, and, of course, cupcakes</blockquote>

<blockquote>On come on, they have such silly titles. You have to take the piss...</blockquote>

<blockquote>He prods the foliage to his left, which reacts in surprise by flinging pollen everywhere, and the air is suddenly ever so slightly more yellow than before. Which he figures, in hindsight, probably wasn't the best idea.</blockquote>

https://web.archive.org/web/20100108004105/http://lyrebird.aithine.org:80/ezine/ditg/passing.htm <blockquote>"This is a time when I'd like a nice girl to keep my mind occupied." He grinned wryly. Illya's blond eyebrows shot up and he looked amused. "Your mind?" Napoleon shrugged, then winced. "Well - ah - that too." Illya snorted. "Sex, sex. The cure for everything." He sat down on the bunk beside Napoleon. Napoleon didn't argue. The way he felt right now, he could do with a bit of curing. Illya looked like he needed curing too. </blockquote>

https://web.archive.org/web/20100821042721/http://www.file40.net:80/file40s/bnfm.html ➤ The one where Illya's approach to sex and relationships is fucked up due to his history of having to use sex with men for blackmail purposes on behalf of the kgb