LINKDING

no summary ➤ fic for The Left Hand of Darkness, set generations after canon! ➤ a young person of Gethen dreams of journeying out to join the rest of the Ekumen; their parent tells them the story of the Envoy and of Estraven ➤ I love this outside perspective on the characters we know and love from canon, and what must have/might have happened to them, and the stories they've become in the generations since! ➤ the original characters are wonderful also, bringing a great dynamic to the discussion of what it means to be a Gethenian vs an Outsider, and to the consideration of what a story means and what it means to tell that story ➤ yuletide always brings fabulous left hand of darkness fics and this one is no exception! ➤ 2k words in length

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

<blockquote>Every morning he wakes up, and forgets.</blockquote> ➤ this is soooooo good ➤ SPOILER: the premise of the fic is: "What would Xie Lian have done in the name of atoning for his regrets, and how might that have been taken advantage of."

<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>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>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>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>Written 12/10/18 for syrena_of_the_lake, in response to the prompt: Star Wars, any droid, misheard voice commands</blockquote>

<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>A drawn-out annexation, a hammered dulcimer, an old-fashioned entertainment titled Sovereign of Tavern Dancers and the story of how One Esk first found its voice.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A tale of the first Thief of Eddis, as told by the Queen Thief.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Sisters of Bilhah is the largest registered charitable organisation in the UK working with asylum seekers and refugees who were citizens of the former United States of America.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Every few months, Beata makes the 400 km trip from Reestkii to Niima Station to pick up any children orphaned or stranded with the scavengers. Every few months, one child refuses to leave.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A young Alderaanian girl sees a princess on Bespin</blockquote> ➤ on cloud city

<blockquote>Journeymen journey, and Menolly must prove to herself and to Pern that she is worthy of wearing Harper Blue. Accompanied by Sebell, she undertakes her first journeywoman’s assignment to perform at a Ruathan Gather.</blockquote> ➤ WELL I clearly still have a lot of feelings about Pern, because I was crying by the end of this fic. (no, it's not a sad ending!)

<blockquote>Yegor Delacroix, growing up in the Imperial Service Orphanage, dreams of serving the Imperium like his father.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The state took Aphra away from Innsmouth. They took her history, her home, her family, her god. They tried to take the sea. Now, years later, when she is just beginning to rebuild a life, an agent of that government intrudes on her life again, with an offer she wishes she could refuse. “The Litany of Earth” is a dark fantasy story inspired by the Lovecraft mythos.</blockquote> ➤ a subversion of Lovecraft's Cthulhu mythos ➤ see also Ex Urbe's excellent review of this story: http://www.exurbe.com/?p=2951

<blockquote>Fuyumi can read between the lines of Mako’s file. The justification for having Mako on the base is paper thin -- strings have been pulled and favours have been bartered, and somewhere along the line someone decided Fuyumi was the perfect combination of talent and expendability to be brought into this mess. It’s only slightly closer to a compliment than an insult -- the balance tipped by the child at the centre of this, nine years old and heart-breakingly brave.    -- Scenes from the year after Stacker and Mako first meet.</blockquote>

<blockquote>For the kinkmeme, prompt is "blood, love and rhetoric, either concurrent or consecutive." Prompt elaboration is: "Les Mis is all blood, love, and rhetoric, you see." So I tried to do the compulsory elements with absolutely zero Stoppard. And with Marius and Cosette with kidz.</blockquote>

<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>We, the People: a thirty-year retrospective and an examination of the role of the Nation in world history, for Earth Atlantic, 7 December 2035, excerpt.</blockquote> ➤ this is one of those stories where I'm not quite sure I understand everything, but it's wonderful anyways

<blockquote>Napoleon stood before him, arms crossed on his chest and a scowl on his face. "Nice exit," he said sarcastically.</blockquote> ➤ queer gen. Dealing with the official policy against queer agents, Illya takes a stand on behalf of a lesbian friend of his, and also himself