LINKDING

Summary: Final Paper for HIST-232, 19th Century Europe. Profile a change agent from between 1790-1910. Describe their influence on their social or political surroundings, and attempt to analyze the limits and drives behind their actions. // Temeraire's career, after the war. ➜ yuletide fanfic, for Temeraire ➜ in the form of a student's essay written centuries later about Temeraire's political career after the war ➜ absolutely delightful, the things you can see about what the standard narrative about Temeraire must have been, that this student is trying to upend! ➜ and it's so right about Temeraire, too....his temperament is revolutionary but he loves money too much to be in favour of any politics that might lead to him having less of it ➜ also, love the very Student Essay nature of it, with most of the footnoted sources leading back to a single book, lol ➜ 1k words in length

Summary: If Shizun was hoping to hide his mysterious visitor from his peak, his edict for everyone to leave and not remark on her made it impossible for her to go unremarked on. Ming Fan was currently scurrying around, punishing anyone who suggested anything untoward was possibly happening. This mostly meant people waited to gossip until he was gone. The leading theory was that the woman was from one of the brothels Shizun was rumored to have frequented in the past. Luo Binghe had never seen any evidence that this rumor was true (he was actually concerned that Shizun didn’t know what sex was), so he’d dismissed the claims as slander. Then a woman had prostrated herself at the bottom of the stairs of Cang Qiong and begged that a message be delivered to all on the mountain. It was urgent, she said. She could not say more at this time, but lives depended on the right person hearing these words. “What is the message?” a disciple had asked. The woman raised her head. “Beyonce,” she had said clearly. “Internet. The general concept of astronauts.” ➤ svsss fic featuring another transmigrator coming to qing jing during the pre-abyss era, to talk to sqq about how to derail the plot ➤ I love her perspective on the whole experience! and how baffling sqq finds her desires and priorities ➤ the whole fic is very funny! ➤ 6k words

summary: -dick jokes [screenshot of a text from Peerless Cucumber that reads “Do you still take commissions?”] -passionate ranting no fucking way he’s still alive??? -binghe obsession of course this is how we find out -homoerotic undertones maybe he really was dead and he just rose from the grave to commission art of lbh one last time in a totally hetero way ofc -binghe obsession ofc ➤ it's an outside pov fic consisting of a chat between pidw friends in a discord specifically for discussing Peerless Cucumber ➤ Peerless Cucumber has reappeared after being absent from the internet for a year, and he wants to commission art of himself and his husband in sqq x lbh cosplay ➤ cue the chat going wild ➤ it's SO FUNNY and so much fun, I love this fic both in premise and execution, chef's kiss ➤ 2.4k words

Summary: <blockquote>Mel during the Wars, told through the eyes of a tattoo artist.</blockquote> ➤ fic for Robin McKinley's novel "Sunshine" featuring Mel and Mel's tattoo artist! ➤ told through the notes kept by the tattoo artist on each tattoo associated with Mel ➤ Such a great glimpse into Mel's side of Sunshine's world! ➤ 1k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>A spirit has lain sleeping, unmoving, in the woods for longer than anyone can remember. For the girl by his side when he wakes, nothing will ever be the same, as she learns he is both kinder and far more terrible than anyone in her village imagined.</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>After she gets rescued from BreharWallHan, Jena does her best to sit through medical care and meets another patient.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“I feel like I’m trapped in an abusive relationship with this work. Why won’t it let me leave?” - Peerless Cucumber, Chapter 1273, Proud Immortal Demon Way. An analysis of the unending cycle of hope and disappointment visible in the comments left by User PeerlessCucumber. Why does Cucumber keep having semi-positive expectations, in what ways are they killed off, and how intentionally was this done by Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky?</blockquote> ➤ in-universe meta about pidw and peerless cucumber as a commenter

<blockquote>A company data analyst is assigned to find someone to blame for Murderbot going rogue. Doing so requires the company making connections between data points it had not previously made.</blockquote> ➤ yeah. YEAH.

<blockquote>Generations after the events of the novel, Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao come out of retirement to investigate a series of mysterious fires targeting the watchtowers.</blockquote> ➤ the fic works well as is but I am still desperate to know what the solution might be that will honor yao-guniang's ambitions and keep her safe from yao-zongzhu at the same time!

<blockquote>One evening when all the scholars had worked late, I suggested to Kay that he stay and sup at the temple before returning home. He was still half-absorbed in his work, and I think was unaware of the contented smile he wore as he said, “No, thank you, Costis will be waiting for me.” One may set one’s roots in another person, although it is not a soil I would have liked to chance for myself. Kay the scribe may be braver than I, or he may only be younger.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The reign of Varenechibal IV is over; the reign of Edrehasivar VII has begun. The transition, however, is anything but smooth, as the Alcethmeret household navigates grief and worry as well as adapting to the new emperor. A series of missing scenes and unseen moments centering around the Alcethmeret household over the course of the first few months of Maia's reign. A post-canon sequel with more Maia is being lined up to follow.</blockquote> ➤ Outside pov, telling the stories of all the smaller characters that happened around the edges of the book

<blockquote>Millennial vs Gen Z? Shen Qingqiu wishes. A young transmigrator has a new idol; Shen Qingqiu is very tired.</blockquote>

<blockquote>It started on the midnight to eight shift, sometime before three, the witching hour even by ship standards.</blockquote> ➤ the one about the boat of scientists when quynh emerges from the ocean!

<blockquote>Every month, a man comes into the post office with a letter that cannot be sent to the person they are intended for. Or: The Saga of The Letters To The YiLing Patriarch as told by DushanYou sect Post-ivator Bai Ju</blockquote>

<blockquote>The Guardian's cultural critic Leslie Shoemaker analyses the first few episodes of "The Revival of English Magic," a new BBC One television drama focusing on the life and times of esteemed magicians Jonathan Strange and Gilbert Norrell. Article originally published on Oct. 23, 2019.</blockquote>

<blockquote>York, 1997. A schoolteacher reads a peculiar essay on the history of Faerie.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Who really wrote the works of Voltaire? In a highly controversial panel, three major candidates emerge.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Pam Marks is surprised and delighted when four young (looking) people make a big purchase at her Help the Refugees charity shop in suburban England. The political winds and the recession are catching up with her. She's glad to know there are people on her side.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Mara Glass did not care about "weird hot guy," the supposed "campus cryptid." She had heard of him her first couple years and had him pointed out to her by a classmate once, but what was there to notice? Okay, he was probably thirty, a nontraditional student, so what? There were a number of those around. Apparently he was hot--well congrats to people who were into people, they could keep him. And if you asked Mara, from her extremely objective perspective, those Disney-green eyes were doing a lot of heavy lifting. There was nothing particularly noteworthy about a thirty-something guy who didn't talk about himself to twenty-year-old classmates. He probably had, like, a real life. There were rumors he was married, although Brittany noted that the only reason people thought that was because one time someone heard him finish a phone call with, "You light the candles, I'll bring dinner. I love you." None of that was remotely interesting to Mara. He sounded like a normal person, and she wished people would shut up about him. Then in third year, she had a history class with weird hot guy.</blockquote>

<blockquote>My take on South Downs: Aziraphale and Crowley decide to become professors. This is inspired by the headcanon that Crowley has 20 different degrees. He is the Serpent of the Tree of Knowledge after all.</blockquote>

<blockquote>It is with an exasperated sigh that I introduce you to an official thread for this guy. We've discussed it and we've decided that this is the only way we can stop you guys from derailing threads to complain about this guy. By mod decree, all Mr Fell complaining, griping, bitching, grousing, and miscellaneous butthurt now belongs in THIS THREAD AND THIS THREAD ONLY. The forumgoers of The Codex, a forum for rare book hunters, come to some very interesting conclusions about the personal life of one Mr Fell of Soho.</blockquote>

<blockquote>There's a cottage by the sea where the children like to go. Sometimes it's for ice cream, sometimes it's for a listening ear, sometimes when something goes disastrously wrong.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Zachary Hirsch is quite certain that he's never met Uncle Anthony and Uncle Ezra before, but all sorts of relatives have come out of the woodwork for his bar mitzvah, so it's not like he's surprised. Crowley and Aziraphale occasionally crash b'nei mitzvahs, confuse the bar mitzvah boy, and leave presents.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Today, Sunday, there's a sense of rightness and quiet. Outside, he hears birdsong that reminds him of home. Rashid drops sugar cubes in each tiny glass bowl—refined white for Lapsang Souchong, demerara for Earl Grey—and readies the tea tray for delivery.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A rare book collector posting on a niche internet forum is dismayed to discover the last missing book is only available at the best worst bookshop in London.</blockquote>

<blockquote>hdjngjjbg you guys earlier i was waiting at the bus stop just outside a bookstore and the owner, a little upper-middle aged man who gives off immense gay vibes, walked by on his way in and just. handed me a bag of fun size almond joy????</blockquote>

<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>"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>The man who came to Caisil with Esca Mac Cunoval sets fire to a heart brave and true. Now, if only he'd turn and notice... (or "Until All The Songs Are Sung" by carmarthen, as seen through the eyes of Dergorix).</blockquote>

<blockquote>The crowd in the stadium only had to scream their enthusiasm, the poor commentators in the TV studio had to try and make sense of what they were seeing... It's the end of a long second day at the Cup of China.</blockquote>