LINKDING

summary: <blockquote>“I’d rather the devil we know. Wouldn’t you?”</blockquote> ➤ a tgcf fanfic about ling wen and pei ming, written for mxtx remix as a remix of my ling wen fic ➤ SHRIEKING. FLAILING. CLAWING AT MY FACE IN DELIGHT. I am so honoured that my fic could inspire this piece of absolute perfection ➤ the dynamics between Ling Wen and Pei Ming throughout are soooooo good. the affection and the insults combined, the way selfishness is manifested differently in each of them and the way it does and doesn't affect their connection ➤ ling wen nonsexually domming pei ming! ➤ the vibes of three tumours are so perfectly rancid! ➤ and the unofficial junior official chats! ➤ the way heaven in general thinks about ling wen's takeover! ➤ I'm just. blown away. this fic is EVERYTHING to me. ➤ 2k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>The captain of the king’s guard wakes up with strange lights and a voice inside his head. The voice explains that it’s something called the facilitating AI of a transmigration game (whatever that is), but most people in the captain’s position would call it “System.” The captain, you see, saw something he shouldn’t have (here he finds he has no memory of this) and was marked as an immediate host for transmigration. “But you’re my favorite character,” System tells him. “I had to do the install, but I destroyed the incoming data. I didn’t want to replace you.”</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>Welcome to my seminar, Self-Care Secrets for Immortals! Few foxes make it to over nine hundred years old in this day and age, but you’ll be one of them with four of my time-tested, battle-honed secrets.</blockquote> ➤ the dangers of immortals falling in love with mortals

<blockquote>Shen Yuan doesn't remember writing a 300k PIDW fix-it fic, but he must have, because it's been posted to his AO3 account. (He doesn't remember getting an AO3 account either.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe are happily married, and no one is more surprised about it than Shen Qingqiu. Not that he’s not pleased with it! He is, is fact, quite pleased. Happy, one might say. Marital bliss, etc etc. But in terms of consistency, he just… really assumed that the protagonist was straight. All those women, seduced and bedded; wasn’t Binghe quite the ladykiller in the original? It just doesn’t seem logical that he would fall in love with anyone but a woman. Ah, but these are the mysteries of the universe. How strange, that the protagonist ended up with a man... unless...? (Postcanon, bingqiu discover they are both lesbians)</blockquote> ➤ oh my god sqq

<blockquote>"Okay, okay, okay, I'm starting." "Don't tell me you're starting, just start." "Okay okay okay."</blockquote> ➤ one of the tags is "failed sexy roleplay" -- they're attempting to rp as original sqq/yqy, but get distracted by discussing characterization and backstory

<blockquote>Your grandmother is becoming a starship! She has gone through many phases in her life already — infant, child, teenager, young adult, student, worker, in many cases spouse, parent, retiree. She has had hobbies like knitting, volleyball and carbon mitigation. She has travelled in planetary atmosphere whenever her circumstances allowed. Now she is uploading her consciousness into a starship! The circle of life is beautiful</blockquote>

<blockquote>My wife promised me that she'd cosplay as Boat if I did Varadar Tau. Little did I know that it would be a journey of freeze frames, dim lighting, and bumping into Matt Schnee at the worst possible moment. A BarraCon 2008 report.</blockquote>

<blockquote>All roads lead away from Ankh-Morpork, including the one to enlightenment. It's just that some people choose to walk a different way.</blockquote> ➤ Lu-Tze's backstory!

<blockquote>Bjornruffian messages Computron with a question.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Margaret becomes a privateer.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Kraven needs a plus one to the National Geographic Anniversary Gala. Doreen was born for this.</blockquote> ➤ I AM SO DELIGHTED, THIS IS SO DELIGHTFUL

<blockquote>Patty took Abby by the arm and gently towed her into the booth, where they could pretend to have some privacy. Holtzmann was warming up her soldering iron and Erin was trying to teach Kevin how to use his iPhone contacts: the privacy was mildly less illusory than usual. "What's the deal with the three of you?" "We're scientists?" Abby said. "Unless you meant to include Kevin." "Bless that child, no." Patty gestured from Abby to Holtzmann (gleefully affixing things to other things with molten metal) and then to Erin. "I mean, this situation." "We all believe in ghosts?" Abby tried. "We all have Ph.D.s?" Patty looked up at the ceiling for a moment. "Is this some kind of Sisterhood of the Traveling Lab Coat or do you have a history?" "None of us wear lab coats," Abby said.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“To be clear,” Clark asked, “did I just help you commit a felony?” Lois said nothing, but gave Clark her best ‘shut the fuck up’ look. Obediently, he shut the fuck up. She hadn’t needed to bring him along. The only reason she had was as a precaution. He might be too big to be sneaky, but he was a fine size for warding off the majority of small threats. Lois, despite a carefully cultivated demeanor, still could not intimidate as well as a hapless dork who happened to shop in big and tall.</blockquote> ➤ I love Lois's pov!

<blockquote>Dear Bluma, I heard that Hershel Schmulewitz, that blockhead, has also presumed to ask for your hand in marriage, which gives you two proposals to consider. Now, you needn’t worry that this will be a sentimental or a wheedling sort of letter. You already know how I feel, and I suppose Hershel’s not so much of a blockhead that he doesn’t feel the same way. I’m simply writing to lay out the reasons, plainly and concisely, why it would certainly be more to your benefit to marry me.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Ok, sure, this Starbucks is down a dirt path in a weird forest, and the barista is a little intense, but it’s seriously the best Starbucks Lizzie has ever been in.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"It's Carthage and there hasn't even been a proper fight, only a whole lot of droning on about honor. If I wanted that I'd ask my father; at least he doesn't do it in verse." Tybalt and Mercutio meet at a very bad play. Words are said, eyelashes batted, and no one gets stabbed (that way...or the other way...yet).</blockquote>

<blockquote>This is entirely Miss M's fault. We were discussing how sleazy proshot Paris in the Hungarian musical would be exactly the kind of person to keep a book ranking all his sexual partners on prowess. That one time I wrote Mercutio Does Verona. This is sort of Paris Does Verona. </blockquote>

<blockquote>Gardefeu has a well-polished selection of stories for how he and Bobinet met, ranging from the prosaic, provided to relatives, clergymen, &c., to the outrageous, for the purpose of amusing dance hall girls.</blockquote>

<blockquote>It was not supposed to be a theme park.</blockquote> ➤ Best Jurassic World AU

<blockquote>Anonymous asked: Hi! For the 5 times meme. Les Mis prison au...? (Prooobably not quite what you meant. This is the tale of how Bahorel assembles the Amis.)</blockquote> ➤ modern au where Bahorel keeps ending up in prison briefly and makes friends

<blockquote>"Someone," said Howl with an ominous flourish of sleeves, "and I'm not naming names but it starts with an S—has tipped all my hair spells into the sink." In which Howl learns to stop worrying and love his natural hair color. In a way.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Childermass and Vinculus met a Lady at the crossroads.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Two Monks learn about Mr. Darcy by studying a variety of artistic interpretations.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Hi melannen! So while I was trying to research this I actually…kind of came to the conclusion that Haussmann did not actually deserve to be eaten by sewer dinosaurs, but I wrote it anyway. Sorry it’s not very pastiche-y.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A chance encounter on the Mare Cogitum.</blockquote> ➤ the latest in the lunar base au

<blockquote>For my Sharing A Bed square in Trope Bingo Round 3. In honor of the Glorious 25th of May, have Monstrous Regiment Amis! ;)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Montparnasse accidentally reenacts the graveyard scene from Hamlet.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which, all timelines to the contrary, a young Parisian thief and knife-murderer meets a Veronese nobleman in a dark alley, and there is UST and vague hints of knifeplay. (Operettszínház Tybalt as usual.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Don't touch strange stones you find in the woods. Really, don't.</blockquote>