LINKDING

<blockquote>Rey never expected that Han and Chewbacca would keep coming back.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Four times Han definitely didn’t need anybody’s help, and one time maybe he did.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The king had already enslaved two grinders for failing him. I didn’t want to be the third. Sitting in the best room of the grinders’ workshop, I rubbed the almost-finished hematite mirror over and over with a grindstone of fired clay, specially tempered for polishing. The king stood behind me, his gaze burning the back of my neck. Sweat beaded in my hair, between my elbows, under my knees. With a word, he could doom me to a lifetime of hard labor and rip me away from everyone I loved. I kept polishing.</blockquote> ➤ I really liked this one

<blockquote>A Staryk girl with a Jewish name</blockquote> ➤ YESSSSSSSS this is so good

<blockquote>In the garden; after the war.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"Then why don't you stop shirriffing?" Sam says to me, and so I did, though it's easier in the telling than it is in the doing. I shouldn't have needed another body telling me what's up and what's down in the Shire, right you are. But you take one small step after another, till you wake up one Wintring morn in a damp Shirriff-house with your back stiff and your head bleared, and it's not the life you used to know no more. That's how it went with me and most other lads in our troop, none of us meaning no harm. But all this while we stuck to muttering amongst ourselves about lack of ale and vittles and such, instead of looking where the real damage lay. It didn't fit in our heads that our duties might be aught else than what we'd been learned to do as our job.</blockquote>

<blockquote>When I tell the story of Achilles, I tell it like this.</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>It's been a long thirty years. Written for LGBT Fest for the prompt Five lies s/he wouldn't have told if s/he were straight.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Have you ever accidentally committed fic? There are lots of Yuri-is-adopted stories on the AO3, mostly with Victor and/or Yuuri as the adoptive parents. Seeing those stories, I found myself thinking of real Russian orphanages and international adoptions from Russia. And almost before I could stop myself, this fic happened. It's rather dark, in its way, so be warned.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Count Piotr is never permitted to be alone with Miles.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A drawn-out annexation, a hammered dulcimer, an old-fashioned entertainment titled Sovereign of Tavern Dancers and the story of how One Esk first found its voice.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Mulan’s not lost, exactly. She’s just... taking the long, scenic route around to find her way back from the war. Wherever that may lead her...</blockquote> ➤ figuring out what to do with herself after the events of the movie

<blockquote>Nani and Lilo grow up and together and apart.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"If God did not exist, it would have been necessary for man to invent one." A man, a girl, a wombat, and a demon pray, or try praying, to four different gods.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Leia begins showing signs of force sensitivity at an early age. Her parents struggle to dissuade her from investigating her new powers before Vader discovers the daughter he never knew he had.</blockquote>

<blockquote>One man can alter the course of history. A random encounter leads Duv Galeni to change his mind and return to Komarr.</blockquote> ➤ aaaaaa this is so great!! actually challenging the unchallenged imperialism of the original books!

<blockquote>The arrival of the Misses Enderwhild in London caused a great stir in Society, for they were to be chaperoned by Mrs Arabella Strange.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“you have learned love but not self-consciousness, because love does not beget self. there’s no need for heart and body to love; no need for mind or soul though you have both, programmed for one and grew the other like a struggling sprout in a crack on the pavement, just for him, just like him. ” The Passenger and the Computer, in the midst of the all black everything. Time once more has meaning, and humanity must be redefined.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Ben Organa died during the destruction of Luke Skywalker's Jedi Academy. Ten years later, a man arrives on Coruscant, claiming to be Leia Organa's son.</blockquote>

<blockquote>It's hard to know what you're looking for when you don't realize it's missing.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Sisters of Bilhah is the largest registered charitable organisation in the UK working with asylum seekers and refugees who were citizens of the former United States of America.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Part of ImpSec training involves trying fast-penta for yourself.</blockquote> ➤ part of the "A Bit Too Much Good Work" 'verse

<blockquote>"A Jedi doesn't dwell on the past or fret about the future. A Jedi is present in the moment, in each moment, as it happens. But there's nothing wrong with occasionally reminding ourselves where we come from, and keeping our eyes open to where we're going."</blockquote>

<blockquote>I really was thinking of following Mom and Dad into mycogenetics. But people freak out when they hear that. It's like I'm supposed to go into the fetalposition and twitch and occasionally whimper, "A fungus killed my parents. I'll never forgive those dirty spores."</blockquote> ➤ on the nature of grieving

<blockquote>The Force isn't the only kind of power</blockquote> ➤ Leia-centric, post-movie. This fic leaves me wanting to swear at it, in the most complimentary kind of way. HDU give me all these feels, fic!

<blockquote>Ahsoka won't teach Leia to use the Force, but she can teach her to hide herself within it.</blockquote>

<blockquote>How Han Solo decided to hang around the Rebel Alliance, just for a while.</blockquote> ➤ set before the medal ceremony at the end of IV

<blockquote>Rey is XO of a piece of junk, her captain is a foul-mouthed Wookiee who doesn’t respect people who respect authority, and there are pictures of naked people glued to the ceiling of the Falcon. She honestly couldn't be more thrilled.</blockquote> ➤ soooo apparently this fic is EVERYTHING I NEVER KNEW I WANTED after the movie. goddamn.

<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>