LINKDING

Summary: Harriet explores the unexpected landscape of marriage. ➜ yuletide fic - for the Lord Peter Wimsey books ➜ Harriet's POV on v-shaped polyamory negotiations, Harriet/Peter and Peter/Bunter ➜ the voice is so well done, of Harriet's whole pov but also every line of Peter's dialogue is dripping with the exact right kind of piffle he likes to talk, with all the casual references and so forth ➜ and the way they work out the relationship dynamics between the three of them, what is and isn't said, and what each of them is looking for, feels so right too! ➜ 10k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>OK, what I’ve just realised is: I’m not the only one this can ever have happened to, right? I mean, if swapping bodies through time and space like this is a Thing, then surely it can’t only be me and poor old Kim So Yong who ever aligned just the right way to trigger it? So, I’ve decided to write all this down in case maybe someone finds it and it’s useful. You know how in science fiction and fantasy dramas in like the second act the hot geeky member of the team will be like ‘Oh, I went into the archive and found this document that conveniently explains all the plot events so far and tells us what to do next’? This will be that document. You’re welcome, hot geek.</blockquote> ➤ have I watched Mr Queen? no I have not. but I HAVE had friends tell me about it and that's nearly as good, in that it means I could read this fic and understand and appreciate it ➤ Jang Bong Hwan is writing down maxims about how to survive the experience of bodyswapping through time and space, for reference for future people in the same situation ➤ Jang Bong Hwan gets a little off topic. a lot. ➤ Jang Bong Hwan loves Cheoljong so much! ➤ delightful and charming throughout, such an engaging and endearing narrative voice ➤ 7k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>Don and Kathy would move in together. They would have a dog or two and then inevitably, a small parade of adorable little brats who would call him Uncle Cosmo, and they would spend less and less time with him, not on purpose but busy with the rest of their lives, and ultimately Cosmo would learn to make his peace with it because he’d have no other choice and he would have to try to move on and not live too much in his memories. He could picture it so clearly, he figured if the songwriting gig with Monumental didn’t pan out, he could always return to the backwater circuit with a new act: The Amazing Cosmo of the Cosmos—ladies and gentlemen, he sees the future, he reads the stars, he silently pines for his best married pal and all the while tap dancing! Don and Kathy inviting him along on their honeymoon, though—that part was a surprise.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The evening before she began advanced schooling, Mahit Dzmare's best friend gave her a flower-novel about an ancient story: the man who set out to recover a legion's lost standard, and the friends who loved him.</blockquote>

<blockquote>It turns out that having the right name and piles of cold hard cash means you can buy almost anything. Happiness, however, isn’t for sale, but Daphne is lucky enough to know the recipe.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Renee is just helping Kim adapt to her new life as a toff. Why is Mairelon so skeptical of that? Set between the books.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Mairelon faces the morning after.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“What are we going to do with the people who did this to him, that’s what I want to know?” demanded Nora. Her voice rose in pitch and volume. “Why, those low-down, dirty, cowardly – well, I’ll tell you what I’m going to do!” And then she marched out, without, in fact, telling anybody what she was going to do.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Don was helping Kathy make dinner that evening when it burst out. “I’m not sure what you meant about Cosmo. We’ve never been like that, him and me.” She looked at him for a long time. “Why not?” she asked, finally.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The watching crowd parted, and the two men within turned to face Shamhat. She swore silently. Not just ‘big’ visitors—the biggest. She barely kept herself from bowing to Gilgamesh. As a temple’s head priestess, even here in Uruk’s most distant village with more hunters and herders than farmers, she was his equal in honor. But she did approach the king for the second time in her life. “In the name of Morning Inanna, welcome.”</blockquote>

<blockquote>Fenella meets Queen Gold-tree on her wedding day, and meets the king at the same time. Gold-tree becomes a friend, and when she dies, Fenella and the king are left to pick up the pieces together.</blockquote>

<blockquote>If it were possible to groan in a dream, Woo Tak would. He doesn’t want to witness this conversation.</blockquote>

<blockquote>You can absolutely deal with the realities of life after the book and make the boys bisexual war veterans in a triad with Mary, but dear God, you have to make it tonally resonant with the original. SIT DOWN I WILL TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENED TEN YEARS AFTER THE SECRET GARDEN</blockquote> ➤ I've never actually shipped the ot3 from this book but fics like this might make me reconsider

<blockquote>No one becomes an astronaut because they want to stay home all the time.</blockquote> ➤ focuses on Beth Johanssen

<blockquote>Lovers won't come between these friends.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which Our Heroes get back together and take a road trip to a pirate wedding. No, it's not that kind of getting together story. Except it totally is.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The thing is, Galavant doesn’t really mind bunking with the rest of the pirate crew. It’s just that he’s gotten used to the sound of Isabella’s snores and the way Sid curls into him on cold nights. And he almost enjoys the way Isabella steals all the blankets and Sid is impossible to wake up in the mornings. Not that he'll ever admit it out loud.</blockquote> ➤ pre-ship

<blockquote>Don fell in love with her immediately. Cosmo took a little longer. (Only a little, though.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>“The powers who run Monumental Pictures, in their infinite wisdom, have decided that the time has come --” Don handed her the script, with a flourish. “-- for the very first all-talking, all-singing, all-dancing, all-star cinematic production of the great master of the stage, William Shakespeare, and I've just come from talking R.F. into giving us the leads. You're welcome.”</blockquote>

<blockquote>Horatio returns from Russia suffering the aftereffects of typhus. Caring for him may be too much for Barbara to handle alone.</blockquote> ➤ I like how the fic characterizes Barbara, and her relationships with Horatio and with Bush

<blockquote>A selection from the Private Diary of Sir James Martin of Martindale. Concerning Peas, Friendship, the state of Blessed Matrimony, and several wonders of Modern Medicine.</blockquote> ➤ a ridiculous and charming story from the pov of the most cheerfully and amiably oblivious person in the world

<blockquote>"Apparently the stories about Rio are true," said Kathy. "Even if they weren't before you two arrived," Cosmo retorted.</blockquote> ➤ I'm sure I've read this fic before, but apparently I didn't bookmark it, so idk what happened there

<blockquote>We’re up all night to get lucky</blockquote>

<blockquote>Kathy tweaked his nose and skipped ahead of him. "You know, Cosmo, Don and I may love you for your brains--" "Excuse me! I resent that remark! You love me for my unerring sense of comic timing." "--But not everyone is so forgiving."</blockquote>

<blockquote>Mark is pretty sure there's something up here with him, hunting him.</blockquote> ➤ tagged with "psychological horror" and holy crap, this is really good and intense/effective. I am deeply hoping that the demon-alien was just a figment of Mark's mind because otherwise there's MORE of them there on Mars for future missions to have to deal with and just NO. (also the relationship stuff was good))

<blockquote>"Is this gown quite suitable for an orgy, my love?"</blockquote>

<blockquote>"Now I do wish it, love it, long for it, And will for evermore be true to it." Four lovers come to terms with the aftermath of a wild night. Modern AU, with magic.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“I need not wonder long,” he said, viciously low, “what sin has barred me from your sister’s hand; but ’pon my soul, Marcus, I had never imagined you to be quite so extraordinary a hypocrite.” The Earl’s face did not change even now. He answered gently, “No, dear Robert; you only seem to have imagined me a fool.”</blockquote> ➤ I don't recall the book well enough to tell if this is at all a plausible situation, but I enjoyed the fic anyway

<blockquote>Gardefeu has a well-polished selection of stories for how he and Bobinet met, ranging from the prosaic, provided to relatives, clergymen, &c., to the outrageous, for the purpose of amusing dance hall girls.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Some of Beck's methods for social healing are not peer-reviewed, and Johanssen is a terrible enabler. And still a nerd.</blockquote>