LINKDING

<blockquote>It takes awhile for Laurence to get accustomed to aviator culture.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Alex introduces Brainiac 5 to an Earth tradition. Coda for 3x10. Notes: When you run 0011101000101001 (what Brainiac 5 wrote on Alex's cast in 3x10) through a binary-to-text converter you get :). WHAT A RIDICULOUS SWEET DORK.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Friends do things together. :)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Phichit's phone buzzes. christophe-gc has posted a new photo, it tells him. When he thumbs the screen, it brightens to reveal a shot of Christophe Giacometti, lounging on a bench, wearing nothing but a Speedo and his skates. greetings from your local king of selfies, says the caption. Phichit doesn't actually know Chris - not personally. He has nothing to prove. But Phichit is also, categorically, a competitive little shit, and he knows he can do better. So it begins.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Feral Desert Child and Former Stormtrooper Learn How To Food, Beleaguered Resistance Pilot Watches With Love And Horror</blockquote>

<blockquote>Somewhere in the galaxy, there is a concept of free time. That place is not the royal palace of Naboo.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"I'm here to ask for help - not in any official capacity, just from one person who's a shitty dancer to someone who's actually kind of terrific at it."</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which Rey and Luke kill some time in a cantina waiting for Luke's mystery contact. Wild stories ensue.</blockquote> ➤ awww, what a delight

<blockquote>Prompt: Parisian dandies accidentally end up at abolishionist meeting - hey, nowhere did it say /what/ they wanted to abolish, could just as well been taxes or outdated laws!</blockquote>

<blockquote>“I wrote her a schedule for our time here the morning after we landed. Classes. Study time. Blocks for meditation. Training and exercise sessions. Even a lights-out restriction. Everything. She's following it, Quin." Luminara's voice was tinged with desperation. “To the letter.” “...Oh,” said Obi-Wan after a long moment. “Well. That's... not normal.”</blockquote> ➤ this one is super cute! or it would be if I hadn't read wookiepedia and know what happens in the future between Barriss and Ahsoka (Barriss that is NOT COOL OF YOU). ➤ The author tags this fic barriss/ahsoka but it's just minor hints that things might go in that direction rather than an actual shipfic

<blockquote>Luke meets snow.</blockquote> ➤ Han and Luke upon first arriving on Hoth

<blockquote>A series of vignettes about the Fancot twins being twins.</blockquote> ➤ zero repercussions for their shenanigans, all is lighthearted fluff

<blockquote>“Hey Hermes!” The ambient suspicion level in the Rec ratcheted up significantly. Kapoor was disturbingly cheerful. “We’ve sent you some mission updates in the data dump, but Mitch and I wanted to personally let you know—” Mitch visibly rolled his eyes in the background. “—That thanks to some…strong suggestions from the White House, and on Annie and Director Sanders’ recommendation, we’ve started releasing Watney’s Mars logs to the public.”</blockquote>

<blockquote>Helpful coping mechanisms for an excess of solid weight that you didn't have yesterday include shouting, ranting, sulking, hiding, and occasionally sitting in blessed silence while your best friend pretends to be a plant.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Here is a fic in which Sam, Natasha, and Bucky bake Steve a birthday cake</blockquote>

<blockquote>Jane is rescued from tedium by an unlikely new friend.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Aunt Mary had given the new little girl one of Elizabeth’s gowns. She looked very well in it.</blockquote>

➤ adorable dorks preparing for a halloween party

➤ adorable friendship hijinks

<blockquote>Death paused.  Death really didn’t have time to pause because there was so much work to do: but Death had discovered long ago that it could make its own time.  Souls didn’t particularly suffer if it was slow to collect them.  But sometimes they wandered off and then there were ghosts and it hated to chase down ghosts if they were happy and weren’t causing any problems— Anyway.  Death paused.  This particular soul was curled up like a cat while it waited, and blinked and stretched and demurred when Death caught up to it.  “But I’m waiting for my friend.”</blockquote>

<blockquote>a daddy!Comebferre AU based on this drawing by SimplyIrenic. Since the barricades are, as tenlittlebullets once described it, Victor Hugo’s what-if-1832-was-1848 AU, we’re going to go with that. GUESS WHAT LOUIS-PHILIPPE YOUR REIGN ENDED AFTER ONLY TWO YEARS I’m sure this comes as a surprise to many 19th century historians. (Also I am not saying that Louis-Philippe’s reign kept us from having steampunk airships, but I am implying it.) </blockquote>

<blockquote>His mistress' wings are a terrible mess after so many years away. Diaval does his very best not to think about it.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Joly was new in Paris and he was lost.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Uhura’s eyes go wide and alarmed as soon as she sees him. “Captain. You have a baby. Who gave you a baby?” “Her parents. The Ambassadors.” Honestly, there is no need for this level of dismay. Jim’s totally on top of this. He brandishes the arm with the baby attached to it show exactly how on top of this he is. The baby’s rock-solid grip doesn’t falter at all; she just gurgles and continues to mouth at Jim’s elbow. “Actually, I was hoping you could help me out with some language stuff. Do you think this bronze color on her cheeks means happy?”</blockquote>

<blockquote>"How heartless you are, Combeferre. Yes, as a matter of fact. I am broken-hearted and despondent, and it is your duty as dear friends to cheer me up." Courfeyrac shifted the stack of pamphlets resting beside Enjolras to the floor, so that he could drape himself dramatically across the sofa without crumpling them. Enjolras placidly lifted the pamphlet in his hand out of the way of Courfeyrac’s head, as it landed in his lap. "I insist that you entertain me."</blockquote>

<blockquote>Fitz opens his first email with, "Hey! GGD!" and Gigi loves it. No one has tried to nickname her since she was three and couldn't pronounce her own name. In which Gigi and Fitz plan their very first scheme.</blockquote>

<blockquote>One afternoon, Matthew announces that a strange new family has bought the Pritchett farm.</blockquote>

<blockquote>I kept trying to make this a scenario where they just woke up in each other’s body, mostly because I was highly entertained by the mental image of Bahorel’s Laughing Mistress sleepily going, “Hey, what’s the ma— you’re looking awkward and avoiding looking at my body and you’re actually blushing, WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH BAHOREL.” And thus simplifying explanations considerably, by being not so much genre-savvy as boyfriend-savvy! Sadly, that’s as far as I could manage to figure out in this scenario. [...] So I think what I’m going with is that Combeferre acquired a Mysterious Scientific Device from somewhere – let’s say a pawnshop or a seller of ill-assorted sundries.</p>

<blockquote>One of Anna’s duties, as manager of Theatre Sans Argent, is occasionally getting Geoffrey to do things he does not want to do. This is why they have a deal.</blockquote>