LINKDING

<blockquote>The day I found out my Uncle Will was still alive, I had been out spraying the crops in a full crinkly hazmat suit. The Earthers I was working for were nice people, but they always whined about the suits. To me they seemed light and airy, hardly even an annoyance compared to a vacuum suit, so I was the one who would get sent out first with the sprayer when the blight warnings came in from the provincial capital in Edmonton. I didn’t mind. It was the tenth month of my indenture on Earth, and I had almost gotten used to the smell, but even so a little overlay of antifungal didn’t change it much.</blockquote> ➤ (I cried)

<blockquote>“Daerion was dangling upside-down from an apple tree when the King came for the first time to Minas Tirith.” Thorongil touched many lives when he served in Gondor, more than at first he knew. This is a story of Aragorn in Gondor, seen through the eyes of a young boy from Minas Tirith.</blockquote> ➤ Okay I ended up caring entirely to much about the pov oc character

<blockquote>Damianos is being sent to the prince of Kumat, who will take him as a husband; this is among the terms of the treaty that will end the war at last. Unless, presumably, he displeases the prince and is executed, which seems to him as though it is all too likely. But perhaps they will only dislike each other a little. Perhaps the prince will find Damianos's looks to his taste, and be willing to fuck Damianos at least the necessary once. That would not be so bad. It is too improbable to be worth contemplating, that perhaps they will each please the other very much indeed, and like each other, and be happy. Far, far too improbable. And even if by some chance it were so—too many dangers would yet remain for it to have any hope of lasting.</blockquote> ➤ I love this story a lot but also I am Very Concerned about the long-term viability of their lives, their relationship, and the state of their countries, given the political situation..... I JUST WANT THEM TO BE OKAY.

<blockquote>On the second day of Vordarian's Pretendership, Count Vorhalas has an unwelcome visitor.</blockquote> ➤ Love the ending, honorable enemies

<blockquote>“Botheration.” He tied off the thread in the fine blue leather of the gloves he was stitching and snipped it with the little pair of silver shears he’d snuck out of the master’s shop. Be his hide if he were caught taking them home, but worse if he bit the thread off instead of snipping it neat. No telling what his saliva would do when the guild brownie added the beauty spell to it.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Mr. Abraham Lincoln Smithsonian Institution National Museum of American History 1400 Connecticut Avenue, NW Washington D.C. 20004 United States of America 12 February 2168 Dear Sir, I hope you will forgive the impropriety of this personal letter sent without the benefit of previous acquaintance, but I feel compelled to write you in order that I might, indeed, introduce myself, and also so I might render to you my personal wishes for your hale and happy birthday. And, as I am scheduled to go on display in just a few days’ time, I would additionally like to express my genuine and incalculable pride that I am soon to be joining your illustrious ranks. I do not know what, if anything, you have heard of me in the media—I myself am never exposed to such things and know not what they say—but I have led a quiet life thus far, one much devoted to the study of my impending duties and, to better acquaint myself with my peers, of the other personalities currently on display.</blockquote>

<blockquote>How Bodhi Rook temporarily misplaced the two most important things in the galaxy, and how he found them again (with a little help).</blockquote> ➤ a fixit that still makes you cry is the best/worst. This was so good and now I care so much for Bodhi's family and for all of Jedha auuuuughhghg

<blockquote>Stephen's letter, folded inside his jacket, pressed against his heart like a hot poker. To Captain Jno. Aubrey, R.N., HMS Surprise: I ask you to sail on as scheduled. Do not come looking for me.</blockquote> ➤ I AM NEVER OVER HOW MUCH I CARE ABOUT THEIR FRIENDSHIP

<blockquote>How Anna Newland made herself at home in Chicago.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Spock and McCoy find themselves thrust into a new world and a new life. Can they work together to find their way home - or is being lost the best thing that ever happened to them? Reboot of Star Trek: The Next Generation episode 'The Inner Light'.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Temeraire is dead. The entire country knows his name after the Battle of Dover, and now Temeraire is dead. “Well,” says Admiral Croft, “At least you can join the navy again, eh, Captain?”</blockquote> ➤ gaaaaah this is so heartbreaking but also I am really mad that the author killed Tharkay off too

<blockquote>Five times Caine got Stinger out of a bar fight (and one time Caine got into one).</blockquote>

<blockquote>Released from his role as Prince by the birth of a son to the Emperor and Empress, Idra is allowed to attend university. But he can't escape his past so easily, or perhaps at all, particularly not when he meets someone who walks under a similar shadow ... Three years post-canon.</blockquote> ➤ about a friendship between Idra and that quiet awkward sister (Paru Tethimin) of the dude who did the betraying

<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>Darcy's impotent.</blockquote> ➤ okay but this is actually amazing???

<blockquote>“It’s called the Rite of Passage. How it goes is, you pick out a guy. You get him to fall in love with you, and then . . .” Nayra paused dramatically, reflected candlelight shining in her eyes. “You break his heart.” When Silena was dating Charles Beckendorf, she spoke against the Aphrodite Cabin's Rite of Passage. Her sisters and brothers thought she'd never taken part in it, and some of them believed that she died for her disrespect for Aphrodite. But none of them knew about Silena and Clarisse, or the true story of how Silena came to betray the camp.</blockquote> ➤ it's been so long since I've read the percy jackson books that I don't even remember the character of Silena at all, much less her storyline, so I was a little lost in the places where there was assumed knowledge, but I still had a lot of feels. What a good.

<blockquote>In honor of Tor.com’s sixth birthday, please enjoy this original rocket story. “A Short History of the Twentieth Century, or, When You Wish Upon a Star”, by Kathleen Ann Goonan, is about the daughter of a rocket scientist in the post 1950s who wants to go to the moon, despite being discouraged because “girls don’t do that.” A novelette that’s science fiction by association.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The Prime Minister makes a visit to Komarr while Galeni is posted there, and the political becomes personal for them both.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Having just been given command of the Attacotti, Alexios finds himself traveling backwards in time to the very moment when he was put in charge at Abusina. He has the power to erase his greatest disgrace, but the consequences of doing so are nothing he ever expected could happen.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Hilarion is in love with Alexios. Alexios is in love with a dead man. Hilarion and Alexios should most definitely not sleep together. Unfortunately, Hilarion is very bad at making good decisions.</blockquote>

<blockquote>When she wakes early and notices that her father is gone, Cosette slips out alone in hopes of finding some sign of Marius.</blockquote> ➤ NO COME BACK THIS SHIP REALLY WORKS

<blockquote>Jack is well acquainted with failure.</blockquote> ➤ I don't even know the tv show this is based on so I'm reading it as deeply au biblefic and holy frick this fic is just so amazing? I've already read it like three times already in the last few days

<blockquote>In the two weeks following the events of Star Trek Into Darkness, a Starfleet officer tries to put Starfleet back together again. As a friend pointed out, anyone looking for a fic with plot and subtlety should probably not read this fic. It might work whether you liked the movie or not, but I wrote it in order to address multiple aspects of fail. It should probably be titled, Why I Love Starfleet.</blockquote> ➤ I cannot even with how perfect and right this fic is.

<blockquote>Marco always thought he could trust the Rat's loyalty absolutely. When that trust is betrayed, Marco is crushed. But his duty to Samavia demands that he must search for justice - and for answers.</blockquote>

<blockquote>When Marius's girlfriend Cosette writes an article about Enjolras's campaign for a seat in the state House of Representatives (not to mention his attempts to start a new political party) and mistakenly mentions Grantaire as his boyfriend, Enjolras ends up pretending to date him in the media storm that follows. He's not sure why Grantaire says yes, but he's starting to want to find out.</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>Feuilly joins the Amis and objects to everything , Joly and Combeferre try not to objectify patients, Enjolras cannot help but objectify the People, Courfeyrac is an object of merriment and Jehan makes Combeferre into an object of the sublime.</blockquote> ➤ aw fuckin hell, here's all my TEEEAAAAM feels back in yet another fandom. Only what do I call it here? Not "team" or "pack" or anything like that..... ➤ ANYWAYS THIS IS DELIGHTFUL IN ALL THE WAYS ➤ (I tag it as les amis; the viewpoint one is Joly)

<blockquote>Jack and Stephen accidentally become telepathically bonded, but Stephen still has to complete his mission in Minorca.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Simon has no children of his own. But he has an honorary nephew.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The first time she saw the boy across the classroom, Ah Lee knew she was in love because she tasted durian on her tongue. That was what happened–no poetry about it. She looked at a human boy one day and the creamy rank richness of durian filled her mouth. For a moment the ghost of its stench staggered on the edge of her teeth, and then it vanished. She had not tasted fruit since before the baby came. Since before she was dead. After school she went home and asked the aunts about it. “Ah Ma,” she said, “can you taste anything besides people?”</blockquote>