LINKDING

<blockquote>Crowley is stunned when, out of the blue, Aziraphale has a proposal. Yes, that kind.</blockquote>

<blockquote>An attempt to work WITH the ongoing Spock/Uhura pairing.</blockquote> ➤ (the spock/uhura is background, the focus is on kirk/spock)

<blockquote>Mike and Psmith are stranded during the bank's annual yachting trip.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A year ago, Victor would never have dared to do something like this. Yuuri would have flinched, pulled away, been convinced Victor was making fun of him. Now Yuuri just smiled and said, "Think about what? My husband coming to bed in a wig and flannel pajamas? No, I don't think I did."</blockquote>

<blockquote>Phichit's phone buzzes. christophe-gc has posted a new photo, it tells him. When he thumbs the screen, it brightens to reveal a shot of Christophe Giacometti, lounging on a bench, wearing nothing but a Speedo and his skates. greetings from your local king of selfies, says the caption. Phichit doesn't actually know Chris - not personally. He has nothing to prove. But Phichit is also, categorically, a competitive little shit, and he knows he can do better. So it begins.</blockquote>

<blockquote>‘What should I do?’ Viktor asks, which surprises Yuri. He’d thought Viktor was going to go on with freaking himself out over the fact that Yuri’s freaking out. ‘I told you.’ Yuri leans into Viktor’s shoulder a little, because he can do that now, without it being weird, or turning into something neither of them are ready to handle. ‘You gotta have more faith in me than I do.’</blockquote>

<blockquote>Marco visits the Rat in the infirmary after the Rat escapes from a Jiardasian interrogation. But the truth serum that the Jiardasians gave the Rat hasn't quite worn off yet.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Such fluff, wow. Also some crossdressing because I remain weirdly fixated on getting Bobinet into a dress.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Yuusuke is half-dozing over his homework when his phone vibrates. He ignores it.</blockquote> ➤ I know zero about this fandom but I enjoyed this fic

<blockquote>Eric’s never had a postgame breakdown of sex before, but he’s not particularly surprised when, before they’ve even caught their breath, Jack says, “Tell me how I can do better.”</blockquote> ➤ praise kink

<blockquote>Gardefeu/Metella, talking about Bobinet</blockquote> ➤ BESTTTT

<blockquote>But Cecil is never passive-aggressive. Cecil is never confusing. Cecil says exactly what he means exactly when it occurs to him—which is usually while he’s speaking on public radio. When Cecil fell in love with Carlos, he declared it immediately, and Carlos never had to go through the agonizing process of trying to puzzle out his true feelings through complex layers of communication and unreliable body language and words that never mean quite what they say.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Alexios pines obliviously. Much too obliviously. Hilarion takes action.</blockquote>

<blockquote>It takes the Darkest Night fandom about ten seconds after the season one DVDs come out to decide that Lee and Tony are probably sleeping together.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Summary:John Sheppard remembers something he knows Rodney McKay doesn't. Will he ever share? Notes: Based on the "They were friends/loves when children, and meet up as adults" cliche. And there's math camp. And. Stuff.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Raoul de Gardefeu pointedly refuses to have any life-altering realizations in the aftermath of another night drinking with Bobinet, even if neither of them has any trousers. Also, Bobinet is bad at shaving.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Carlos sipped his coffee and stared at Cecil’s kitchen wall, horror and scientific fascination creating in him an almost disturbing level of calm.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The Rat has been kissing everybody except Marco.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Sinbad wakes up in bed next to Gunnar in a dark room. This is a thing that has happened before.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Ray and Brad are apparently soul mates. They're not thrilled.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which Valjean asks about Javert's super old-fashioned ponytail. Ridiculous established relationship kinkmeme fill.</blockquote>

<blockquote>No one in their right mind would play Flash the Fingers with Hilarion in the dark.</blockquote>

<blockquote>On Xia they kiss on the mouth. They do it for every possible occasion: to greet, to part, to seal an agreement. They do it at dinners, where normal cultures would have toasts. They do it spontaneously, like a pat on the shoulder, like shaking hands. John doesn't even shake hands if he can avoid it. In the private depths of his heart, he thinks it's rude: in that way, saluting's always been convenient. On Xia, John keeps his distance: makes the trade, waves, and gets the hell out of Dodge. But Rodney stays to learn about their extraordinary power systems and to teach them everything else, and when he comes back to Atlantis a couple of weeks later, he's picked up the habit.</blockquote>

<blockquote>They've never been evil before.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Alexios finds that first winter in Belgica very cold, but not without its merits.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Clark is not in a band.</blockquote>

<blockquote>freshman!roommates Alex and Armando! Because, as you may have noticed, nothing warms my heart quite like failbros in love.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which Marcus Aquila, best-selling historical fiction author and historical reenactor, forays briefly into writing gay porn, and meets with less-than-stellar reviews. His partner Esca is quite amused. Something of a sequel to Where Do You Do Your Research, Wikipedia?</blockquote>

<blockquote>A coda to a story I haven't written yet, in which Marcus and Esca are graduate students, and Esca is frustrated about his dissertation. G-rated fluffy kink (which is to say non-sexual d/s undertones).</blockquote>

<blockquote>Marcus plans their horse farm in Spain, but Esca has excellent short-term goals in the meantime. (A very short exploration of the alternate film ending.)</blockquote>