LINKDING

Summary: But here, now, was my chance. I was not the young master to Jeeves now - in fact, Jeeves, in his current role, had no y. m. at all. He was a gentleman of means and breeding, and I a rather fantastically attired birdcatcher of presumably Viennese extraction; and two such fellows could hold a conversation without any wayward “sirs” inserting themselves where they were not wanted. // Or: In which a gentleman and his valet both attend a masquerade under false pretences. ➜ yuletide fic, for Jeeves & Wooster ➜ in which Jeeves and Wooster separately attend a masquerade ball, each in costume ➜ hidden identity shenanigans are such fun and this one is great! ➜ I love how much Wooster loves getting to interact with Jeeves without Jeeves's feudal spirit getting in the way ➜ and the vision of Jeeves at a party flirting with a flighty young master of unknown identity.....so good ➜ 11k words in length

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>Gotta move, gotta choose / You've got a difference to make / Don't let it happen again Judas makes an agonizing decision, again and again and again.</blockquote> ➤ a Jesus Christ Superstar vid which draws on many different productions of the musical, both stage and film, to look at Judas's relationship with Jesus ➤ I love how it gets across how intense and agonising a relationship it is, and the use of many different sources helps hammer home the inevitability of its tragedy too ➤ 3:45 in length. music only, no added sounds/dialogue. subtitles are available.

Summary: <blockquote>Tennal runs a coffee shop. Surit doesn't go to a lot of coffee shops, but he's pretty sure the rest of them aren't like this.</blockquote> ➤ coffee shop au for Ocean's Echo! ➤ wherein Tennal runs a froofy indie coffee shop and Surit is on a budge that doesn't allow for froofy drinks ➤ super cute! ➤ 4k words in length

Summary: <blockquote> "It's been thirty years since Camp Algonkian first opened," Pierre explained. "We're inviting all the alumni back for a big bash on Labour Day weekend. Didn't you get your invite in the mail?" / In which Mike and Rudy return to Alcatraz.</blockquote> ➤ post-canon fic about I Want To Go Home! featuring young adult Mike and Rudy going back to the camp for a reunion weekend ➤ super cute and sweet, and I loved how much camp turns out to be just....camp. Chip is a reasonable person who's grown up some more and was embarrassed about how at a loss he'd been as a counsellor, the new camp director is making changes to the programming, the other attendees are into the group bonding activities but don't force Mike and Rudy to do anything ➤ and it leaves Mike and Rudy a lot of time to just hang out and figure out what they mean to each other! ➤ 8k words in length

<blockquote>Tennal said, "Wow, am I getting dumped already? That was quick, I only just got here." _ Six months later: Tennal comes home from the Resolution.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Should we not have taught them to avoid our own mistakes?” Hyeong-seol says, calmly, “What mistake?”   After witnessing his son's indiscretion with the king, Jung Seuk-jo is forced into a confrontation with an old friend.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Tony waved a hand at him, a hurry up motion. "Start with why you thought I'd, um, be there this morning." He blushed, which was distractingly attractive. "Because you usually are," Lee said. "You were there when I went to sleep last night and we said we'd drive in together this morning. Remember?" "No." Tony shook his head, eyes wide. "And you think I'm usually there, because you think, um…?" "We're together," Lee said. "Obviously." Tony just stared at him. "No," he said, voice somehow cracking in the middle of a two letter word. "We're not."</blockquote>

<blockquote>Maybe, just maybe, Rudy's not good at absolutely everything. Maybe, just maybe, sometimes he's just plain dumb.</blockquote>

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

<blockquote>Chung Sol may have only been the second fastest among the Nine — best at tanking, though, whatever Five had to say on this — but the signs were pretty fucking hard to miss.</blockquote> ➤ cackling with laughter, I love chung sol's pov

<blockquote>Theoretically he knows it’s possible to bake bread using nuruk as the yeast starter, and he’s sure he’ll figure it out eventually, but making the bread is just the first step! Then he’s got to somehow recreate Italian seasoning from scratch, and that’s not even getting into the cheese— In the past, in the future, Bong-hwan and So-yon navigate their appetites.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“It’s a bit kinky,” Kiem admits—and it is, more than a bit; the tabloids would call it ‘perverse’. “But what if, when it’s just you and me, behind closed doors—what do you say we...switch it up?” The look in Jainan’s dark eyes has gained some weight, and is resting heavily on Kiem’s face. He’s still wearing one of his dress collars from their evening at the Imperial College fundraiser, the round wooden ring at the front open over a tantalizing patch of his brown skin. “In the bedroom,” Kiem clarifies helpfully. He makes a hand gesture. It’s unnecessary; Jainan knows as well as he does what they get up to in the bedroom. He’s there, after all.</blockquote> ➤ a fascinating look at a D/s 'verse where in any relationship, the person of higher rank is automatically the dominant to the other party's submissive, and how Kiem and Jainan subvert this in private

<blockquote>Stephen took hold of Jack's face again, but not this time to cherish. He held him still—Jack making a mild complaining sound—and moved back far enough for the lantern-light to fall upon Jack and bring him into focus. There—there, on his jaw, where Stephen's hands had grabbed him—a faint smudge of the silvery dust. And on the side of his neck where the shirt lay loose, another trace of it, glittering like assassins' knives; Stephen remembered how he had combed all of his treacherous fingers through Jack's hair, stealthily savouring him. Contaminating him.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Can you sing?” Zev asked Lee at the same time that Amy turned to Tony and said, “Can he sing?” Tony shrugged. “I don’t know! How would I know?” “You’re sleeping with him!” “Yeah, but he doesn’t serenade me, while we’re doing it.”</blockquote>

<blockquote>Malcolm Connor is staring at my bike. It’s not for the first time. </blockquote> ➤ pre-ot3