LINKDING

Summary: “It started with the ghost,” Horatio said after a moment, clearly coming to a decision. He looked upset, finally, but in a frustrated way, not in the way you would expect from someone who had just witnessed four people die, and one of them in his arms. “I got roped into it because of the ghost.” // Why Hamlet chose to put his trust in Horatio. ➜ yuletide fic - for Hamlet ➜ taking an interpretation that Horatio and Hamlet barely knew each other before the start of the play, and running with it from Horatio's pov ➜ I love the way this interpretation shapes the story! ➜ And Horatio's pov is so good. the way he feels helplessly drawn into the mess by Hamlet's charisma, never sure what he can do or what he should do, but unable to make himself step back and leave Hamlet alone ➜ because Hamlet IS so charismatic, and so visibly struggling at the same time! and there's so much depth there that Horatio simply cannot have the context to understand, but he wants to, he wants to be there for Hamlet ➜ but in the end, of course, all he can do is tell everyone what happened. ➜ I'm so emotions!!!! ➜ 9k words

Summary: <blockquote>One of Kazul's grandchildren is shoved not-so-gently out of the nest.</blockquote> ➤ an Enchanted Forest Chronicles fic that takes place post-canon, about one of Kazul's grandchildren ➤ featuring a dragon who doesn't want to have to choose a gender in order to be considered an adult, and a princess who's also a prince ➤ the next generation finding their own ways to be "improper" and shock the the older generation! gender experiences outside the binary! a very fun dragon-and-princess relationship! I loved it all ➤ 8k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>interregnum /ĭn″tər-rĕg′nəm/ n. The interval of time during which a throne is vacant between the death or abdication of a sovereign and the accession of his successor. In the days between the death of Varenechibel IV and the coronation of Edrehasivar VII, more lives than Maia Drazhar's changed.</blockquote> ➤ Goblin Emperor fic set during the period between the crash of the Wisdom of Choharo and the coming of Edrehasivar VII ➤ featuring various other people whose lives were changed by what happened! ➤ I loved seeing all these other little perspectives on the upheaval of that time ➤ 5k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>It's been more than a week since Artemisia last got a letter from Marguerite.</blockquote> ➤ Artemisia/Marguerite fic for the book Vespertine, a post-canon adventure ➤ look I have a terrible memory and don't remember most of what happened in Vespertine but I DO remember I loved the book, and this felt like a great addition to it ➤ Artemisia stops getting letters from Marguerite and immediately knows it means something is wrong and goes after her ➤ investigating a creepy group of people with the help of her revenant! ➤ Marguerite isn't just a damsel waiting for rescue! ➤ I really enjoyed it ➤ 8k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>In which Vucub-Kamé is worried, Hun-Kamé is in denial and Casiopea Tun is perfectly happy. (post-canon)</blockquote> ➤ fic for Silvia Moreno-Garcia's Gods of Jade and Shadow ➤ such a fun pov choice to have it from Vucub-Kame's perspective! ➤ I loved the arguments between Vucub-Kame and Hun-Kame, and between Hun-Kame and Casiopeia! ➤ 2k words in length

<blockquote>It’s not that Odette minds the wings, exactly, mostly. But it’s midnight, and she’s at the lake. She doesn’t have wings at midnight. Not even in her head, if she can help it.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Becky is the one who rescues Mr Carrisford's monkey, and so the one whom the Magic happens to instead.</blockquote>

<blockquote>So they decide to go to Erid. It's not like the sciencing stops there.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Jane believes herself to be alone in the world, but she is not alone.</blockquote> ➤ Helen's spirit continues to follow Jane and protect her, after Helen's death

<blockquote>It's hench week at Ask a Manager!</blockquote> ➤ Perfect pastiche!

<blockquote>Something had happened which Cosette did not immediately understand—but she thought, obscurely, that it must have something to do with fighting.</blockquote> ➤ a truly impressive arm joe fic integrating the stuff from the fighting game beautifully into worldbuilding in the novel

<blockquote>He never calls, he never writes -- as the years go by without word, the last Homeward Bounder's friends make their own attempts to reach him.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Anna, and how she searches throughout the years.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Or: 3 looks at Jack Aubrey in the Temeraire world.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The night of the second day after Osmer Neshevis Pazhilavar’s death, after the reading of his will, the governess, Aiveän Zemerin, went to sleep not knowing how she could protect her charge, his twelve-year-old daughter, Tarazho.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which Cimorene becomes a Chief Problem-Solver and Kazul worries about the power of stories.</blockquote> ➤ tbh it's a fic about how important Cimorene & Kazul's platonic relationship is to both of them and it's GREAT

<blockquote>Harriet Vane bestows a murder on her college, to the benefit of all.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Stephen, use your spectacles, tell me if I don’t mistake what I read.” Maturin took the paper from across the table. “Your eyes do not deceive you, dear. You are made full Admiral, Admiral of the Blue, effective this week. I give you joy of it.” “Admiral of the Blue,” repeated Jack, wonderingly. “Can it really be so. It seems just yesterday…” And here he gazed off, thinking, as Stephen was, of the very moment he had first raised a blue pennant at his mizzen-mast.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Now I know that people have been heard to say that I am prone to a little exaggeration, but can I help it if the things that I have seen are so miraculous that a few people may be so small-minded as to not believe me?</blockquote>

<blockquote>On a winter morning in the 1140s, a parcel is left at the door of the abbey church in Shrewsbury. When its contents turn out to be as contested as they are confounding, Brother Cadfael finds himself with some unexpected expert help.</blockquote>

<blockquote>R' Shaina Cohen (she/they) by-RadRadRabbi Hate to poop the party, but there is no evidence that Judah/Yudah/Yehuda Coen/Cohen/Cohn existed He's an archetype of Jewish folklore, like Shlemiel (the fool) or Hershele (the prankster) 1/2 4:10 PM · Oct 15, 2017· Twitter Web App</blockquote>

<blockquote>A Gothic take on Mr. Woodhouse's unspecified illness, just in time for Halloween.</blockquote> ➤ the one where Emma's dad is a vampire (and doesn't realize it)

<blockquote>Barbareek’s head perches on the hilltop, watching the battle for the throne of Hastinapur unfold before him. His hands—several miles away—itch to pick up his bow and join the fray. Elephants trumpet, horses snort, swords clash against shields, and arrows whiz through the air. The biggest battle of all their lives, and he—the strongest warrior in Bharat—is a bodiless spectator. There are many things he feels in that moment: rage, shame, humiliation, relief. Mostly, he misses his torso. And his mother.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“For too long our people have lived, figuratively if not literally, in the shadows of these constructs,” Green-Blag said at a campaign speech in Bright Bird City. “We allow dangerous myths to keep us away from our history, instead of embracing one of the greatest pieces of the Ancients’ legacy. Our district may not boast the most biodiversity or historic schools or newly-efficient synthesizers like others, but we should take pride in what we have here, and take steps to share this beauty with the world.” Moon, for her part, has attempted to downplay the issue. “Payokona Mountain is the home of people of all faiths and none. Our diversity is what makes our district thrive,” she said, when asked for comment in a recent press conference. “The Pyramids’ status as an uninhabited preserve is due not to any sect’s beliefs, but rather to provide a refuge for glo-kits and other native species of the area. As well, the extreme temperatures make it impractical to cool or make accessible. Green-Blag accuses me of being in the grip of history; I ask him, what experience does he have in advocating for the issues our people care about? None.”</blockquote>

<blockquote>In a minute, Shprintze thinks, the fiddler will say what every other neighbor has said: oy, what a trip! Are you sure you’ll be safe? Oh, well, but you’ll see your sister, and that meshuggeneh radical of hers, and maybe if you’ve the time you could bring a letter to my cousin, who lives in the Pod'iacheskii neighborhood – In fact what the fiddler says is: “Since you’re going, I’m thinking I might come with you.”</blockquote>

<blockquote>Calvin's missing. Mr Bun is suddenly a very real rabbit with startlingly big teeth. Some fairy tales are apparently real things that happened, they just happened somewhere else. Now Susie has to rescue Cavin from the land of the fairies and get them both home before dinner, or she's going to be so grounded.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Madame asks Adèle to read the manuscript of her autobiography.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Sarah McBride Anderson is best known for her work as a suffragette and later as the Representative of Massachusetts' 5th Congressional District, where she served from 1925-1937 (the first woman to represent Massachusetts, and the seventh woman in the US House of Representatives). Less well known is her lifelong friendship with J.A. Pendleton, the celebrated novelist and Pulitzer Prize winner. The two women met at college, where they roomed together. Although the correspondence between the two women after their college years has been published, these letters (excerpted from Anderson's letters home to her family during their college years) have not, and provide a fascinating glimpse into their friendship.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A collection of fragments from Angharad Scott’s research and correspondence. In which another, less familiar, world is revealed, and stories are told. I have stood in the shadows of the lamassu. I have explored a Palace of unending rooms, utterly silent beyond the rushing of waters below and the caw of birds above. Your stories are true — and more than that, they are only a fraction of the stories that can be told.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"We don't generally assess the… cursédness… of objects, trees or otherwise," Beartongue said. </blockquote>