LINKDING

Summary: The Institute of Religious Studies was housed in one of the oldest structures at the university, an ornate hipped-roof building that overlooked the campus from the foot of the northern peaks. Aside from the narrow drive that wound up the rise from the other side of campus, the only access was via a steep staircase or a switchbacked path that took twenty minutes to ascend. Most people on campus called it the Mountain. ➤ songxuexiao t4t4t modern au where they're grad students in china ➤ I had the pleasure of getting to see this fic as it came together, and the thought and care verity puts into their writing is always so evident in their beautifully written and beautifully constructed stories! ➤ from song lan's pov as he watches creepy stalker xue yang entwine herself into his bff (and object of pining) xiao xingchen's life ➤ sl DOESN'T trust xy, he DOES find it super hot to put her in her place and have sex with her, he DOES struggle to be fully vulnerable with xxc despite everything she is to him ➤ the vibes are so good, I love how real and present each character and their complex emotions about each other are, and I love the way the theme of the weather runs through the whole fic holding things together ➤ highly recommend! ➤ 12k words in length

<blockquote>He lets himself imagine when he will be able to greet Mingjue again, since he has not seen him in a while. After he and A-Yao have greeted, Mingjue will be in the sort of mood Xichen most likes to see him in: agreeable and generous, full of good will and benevolence.</blockquote> ➤ written for the Discovery Channel Exchange, with bonobo sex as the prompt ➤ perfect pov choice for this!

<blockquote>In the end, the decision was easy. "I've come to tell you I have accepted a position at Yiling University." Qingheng-jun's attention drifted back to his phone. "Not very prestigious is it?” "I am taking the professorship. I am also taking the boys." After the death of their mother, Lan Qiren removes his nephews from Cloud Recesses to Yiling.</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>"Nie Huaisang," Jiang Cheng hisses, "have you brought me to a sex club?" "Don't be ridiculous," Nie Huaisang says breezily. "You can't have sex in a licenced venue."</blockquote> ➤ I appreciate the focus on kink done in less explicitly sexual ways, where the focus is more on people who like kink as an end in itself rather than only sexual ➤ series consists of: already more than skin can hold turn away from flowers altogether delicate names like bones in the body wild patience you seem, secretly, to love everything with a little sting qualities, much underrated so cold you're boiling over splendor hung aloft the night a city erected quick-time beyond what the body knows

<blockquote>“Who the hell are you?” Renfri asks, wrinkling her nose. The boy sitting by the fire looks up, looking surprised. They told her in town there was a witcher with white hair out here. They hadn’t mentioned anyone else. “Jaskier,” he says. He’s holding a lute, oddly. “At your service, assuming your service isn’t either murderous or boring. Who are you?” “Renfri,” she says, eyeing him critically. “Where’s Geralt?”</blockquote> ➤ Au where Renfri lives

<blockquote>When Jaskier finds out that his ex-boyfriend is getting married, he convinces Yennefer to help him stage a fake proposal so he can ruin the wedding. There's just one problem: it turns out they both know the caterer.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Obi-Wan Kenobi is accused of killing Chancellor Palpatine. The galaxy is hunting him. So why did Bail decide to hide him in Breha's private medical suite? "Breha," Bail pleaded. "If nothing else, we owe him."</blockquote>

<blockquote>The man was nothing more than a crumpled heap in the shadows when Obi-Wan first saw him. A little further down the street, Owen and Beru bickered about which merchant had the best ration prices, and which had the highest quality. Obi-Wan only distantly heard their voices. His attention was fixed on the man, the ghost, who had come to Tatooine to haunt him. Cody. Here.</blockquote> ➤ love the ship dynamics!

<blockquote>Prince Nicolò is marrying Lady Nile for the good of the kingdom, and everybody has to make the best of it. Or: wlw/mlm solidarity is conspiring with your boyfriend’s wife’s girlfriend to help them produce a royal heir.</blockquote>

<blockquote>AKA: The one where Geralt is a bartender and Jaskier sings karaoke.</blockquote> ➤ series consists of: when midnights break their sleep so I'm the dragon (big deal) a heart i couldn't silence

<blockquote>Padmé never should have told Anakin about her newfound and very embarrassing crush.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A moment's awkward silence fell in the room, before Beru said brightly, "Well, if you're staying, we should have a trade." Obi-Wan arched an eyebrow at Beru. She understood his silent question, standing up from the table and beckoning him over to their couches. "It's a…call it a tradition. Custom. When you're a guest, especially the first few times you stay with a person, it's customary to trade—well, stories. Bits of news, things you might have heard, something interesting that happened. It's how we turn strangers into people we know. And a way to pass on information." "It's also an excuse to break out the good booze." Owen smiled as he re-entered with a bottle and three glasses.</blockquote>

<blockquote>When he brings Owen and Beru their nephew, Obi-Wan collapses at the Lars farmstead instead of exiting stage left to a hide-out in the Jundland Wastes. Several things go quite a bit differently, after that.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Cosette, an aspiring musician, is certain she's locked into her terrible recording contract forever and the public will never get to hear her music. Then a mysterious DJ named Enjolras remixes one of her original demos. She follows his digital trail to a club called the ABC, where she's offered the chance to join the music revolution. What ensues includes romance, past lives revealed, the making of an album, and a protest concert.</blockquote> ➤ inspired by the DJenjolras twitter originally

<blockquote>He had a sniper rifle scoping the girl’s bright eyes and the guy’s smile.</blockquote> ➤ psychic powers au

<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>When Giulia Cappallett is fourteen, her beloved cousin Rosalina leaves. Joined a convent, her father tells guests, but Giulia knows that's not true. She bobs her hair and shortens her skirts and keeps her ears open, determined not to be kept in the dark anymore, but she never forgets what Rosalina told her about love. A Julie-centered prequel to Soon, We'll Be Without the Moon, converging to the same point. </blockquote>

<blockquote>hardison x parker x eliot coffee shop au</blockquote>

<blockquote>In Prohibition New York, Tebaldo Cappallett struggles with his feelings—for his cousin Julie, who's bobbed her hair and is suddenly far too grown-up, and for a boy he met a long time ago and tried to forget. This time, nobody dies. But it's close.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Three weeks after the plane crash, Brian sat down on the beach next to him, threw another empty coconut into the water, and said, “All right, come on. Other side of the island and back, have to get one of the mangos on the eastern beach on the way. Winner gets to fuck the loser.”</blockquote> ➤ I appreciated that this fic shipped the four of them without including the incest (and frankly a little surprised given that astolat has definitely written incest in other fandoms)

<blockquote>In which Galavant knows more than four chords, Isabella and Sid are long-suffering, and Madalena and Richard are actually the worst. Or, the origin of indie legend Rock Paper Scissors.</blockquote> ➤ yessss

<blockquote>"Some weeks after they – himself, Romeo, Julia, and Tybalt – fled the city and came to this pretty little place, Mercutio discovered that he could climb from his bedroom window and onto the roof."</blockquote>

<blockquote>Athelstan gets a very flirtatious anon in his tumblr inbox, and he has no idea what to do about it.</blockquote>

<blockquote>As a /supervillain /supercriminal contract worker with a morality deficit, Clint Barton leads a glamorous life. You know, stolen cars, dangerous women, a really confusing relationship with a meddling do-gooder, the works. It's pretty awesome. Except for, uh, medical bills, the mob, and being on the run all the time. That part isn't all that awesome. (A supervillain AU where Clint shoots arrows at people and gets beat up a lot. So, not really that much of an AU.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Ragnar and Lagertha hear Athelstan busking in a park by chance on the same day they lose their opening act. They convince him to come along with them as they tour their way across the country, and he fits into their lives better than they ever could have hoped.</blockquote>

<blockquote>No one noticed the one man who left the city gates on foot, following a flock of starlings winging towards Mantua. A sequel of sorts to sail upon the bosom of the air: a few things that might have happened next.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Modern AU. Athelstan has been reliably but secretly informed that he’s the only person who’s agreed to babysit for the Lothbroks more than once.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Magic Mike AU ficlet</blockquote> ➤ in which Ragnar & Lagertha are strippers and Athelstan is trying to decide whether to commit to being a monk

<blockquote>Skilled men cunningly carved upon me Letters fair, in a farwaway land. Since have I crossed the salt-streams often, Carried in ships to countries strange. (A Vikings AU, where Ragnar arrives at Lindisfarne in a rather different manner.)</blockquote>

➤ The sedoretu AU! With bonus awesome worldbuilding to go along with the OT4