LINKDING

Summary: He had got everything he’d ever dared to want, and it felt like a fragile relic in his hands. ➜ yuletide fanfic, for Temeraire ➜ featuring laurence/tharkay on tharkay's estate post-canon; laurence comes to tharkay with a business proposition ➜ and by business proposition he means -- ➜ anyway it is SO CUTE I love themmmmm ➜ 2k words in length

Summary: Kirk is not, in fact, an Admiral. He has no desire to be an Admiral. He's fine pretending to be one for Spock, though.

Summary: Xie Lian lounged across from him, the dice cup on the tea table askew to reveal two sixes beneath. His Highness had - helped along with subtle doses of luck as the dice were passed to him - won decisively. Still, though he had drunk much less, the effect on him was more pronounced. // Xie Lian can have a little to drink and do a bit of gambling, as long as he maintains a tranquil heart. That should be very easy. ➤ tgcf hualian post-canon fic ➤ god this is cute, they're so CUTE!!! ➤ hua cheng and xie lian happy and comfortable together, having fun teasing and playing a drinking game ➤ the vibes are sooooo good I'm so charmed! ➤ 2k words in length

Summary: Shizun needed to go back to Cang Qiong. Whether or not Binghe liked it. or, Binghe's first steps to getting back onto Qing Jing Peak. ➤ svsss post-canon bingqiu fic ➤ lbh realises that sqq needs more enrichment in his life. he needs to be able to go back to qing jing ➤ therefore lbh needs to make it possible for lbh to be allowed back at cang qiong again! ➤ he goes about this in the most luo binghe way possible ➤ as always, tshirt's sense of comic timing in this fic is PERFECT omg ➤ I love it ➤ 1k words in length

Summary: Airplane-bro, I'm tired of filling in all your plot holes!!! Shen Qingqiu writes, and then pauses, brush held dangling over the page. ➤ endless abyss era svsss ➤ sqq writing angry notes to sqh about his worldbuilding, sqh accusing sqq of pulling his pigtails to get his attention ➤ god I love these emotionally constipated nerds <3 ➤ 1k words

summary: Liu Qingge pursues a demonic presence and is startled by who he encounters. ➤ Liu Qingge meets a demonic Liu Qingge. Tianlang-jun is unhelpful. ➤ very fun and funny, I love Liu Qingge's opinions on his demonic alternate self - and what you can gather about what demon Liu Qingge thinks about this human version of himself! ➤ also the brief glimpse of alternate sqq is glorious and I want to know more ➤ 1k words in length

summary: "It should go away on its own," Mithrun says, face just as flat and expressionless as it always is. He doesn't say anything else, like 'let's move on' or 'I'll handle it myself-' just stands there, wooden and blank, waiting for someone else to direct the parts of his life that aren't related to slaying the demon of the dungeon. Kabru imagines it: Mithrun walking around just like this, drifting to where he's put and only assuming that fierce expression when there's a monster to be dealt with. All while his obvious, awkward, extremely prominent boner is tenting the front of his skirt, bobbing with each step. ➤ dungeon meshi kabru/mithrun sex pollen fic ➤ which, as the author has tagged, can easily be read as asexual character x2 ➤ GENIUS tbh!! I love kabru's pov, and I love how much the sex pollen is just another thing to deal with, another thing to assess and excel at ➤ and mithrun omg yepppp that's him ➤ 1k words

Summary: Xie Lian had humoured Mu Qing's desperate resistance for only a few blows before putting a stop to it with a flourish. Now the worn broom Mu Qing had improvised as a weapon lay in pieces on the grass, the royal boot was on his chest, and the royal sword was at his throat. ➤ xianle era, mu qing has presented as an alpha, and xie lian wants to protect him ➤ mu qing desperately horny and mad about it, xie lian obliviously sublimating all of his feelings into Isn't Swordfighting Great :D ➤ I love mu qing's suspicious and pessimistic pov, it's so perfect and so him! ➤ a delightful little glimpse into this world! ➤ 1k words in length

summary: Lan Wangji summons Wei Wuxian's spirit using Inquiry. ➤ flashfic about lwj successfully summoning wwx's spirit after death to ask questions ➤ OUCHHHHHHH YES IT'S SO GOOD ➤ 350 words in length

Summary: Mobei Jun is big, Shang Qinghua is small. At least until they get their clothes off. ➤ moshang ficlet about having a size similarity kink ➤ it's so cute and fun!! ➤ 830 words in length

Summary: “It’s only on paper,” Shen Qingqiu says soothingly, even voice doing very little to calm Liu Qingge’s nerves. “This contract with the former Junshang’s descendant will make an excellent stopgap until we can broker a more longterm peace with the demonic realm.” He directs his warm smile at Liu Qingge. As if Liu Qingge doesn’t already know this! He wipes his hands on his fine, embroidered robes. Stupid things- much too thin to give any protection against a blade. “The duel,” he says, trying to keep his head in the game. “It’s still the most likely outcome, right?” ➤ svsss au fic where as part of peace efforts between the human and demonic realms, marriage has been arranged between lqg and lbh ➤ nobody's pleased with the thought of the marriage actually taking place and everyone expects a duel rather than a completed marriage ceremony ➤ stands alone as a fun glimpse into the world of this story, but author hints at the possibility of it being the first chapter in a longer fic (that would probably end up bingliushen) ➤ 1.7k words in length

Summary: Pleasuring Wu Ming won’t break Xie Lian’s cultivation. But it will go against what has always been expected of him, and he feels a perverse sort of glee at the thought of doing something so uncharacteristic of his old self. A boot on that flower, grinding it further into the mud. He tilts his head at Wu Ming. “So?” he asks. “Did you lie? Will you run, now that you know what I want from you?” / Xie Lian pressures Wu Ming into giving him spiritual energy via a blowjob, with the goal of pushing him away before he leaves on his own. Wu Ming doesn’t want Xie Lian like this. ➤ ooh a compellingly painful fic about xie lian testing the limits of wu ming's devotion, leading to a sexual encounter that neither of them feel great about ➤ it's so very them for that period in their history: xie lian trying to push wu ming away because he thinks wu ming is better off elsewhere but doing it by being horrible to him, and wu ming feeling an awful mix of self-loathing and heady excitement for getting to be touched this way by dianxia ➤ 1k words in length

summary: <blockquote> "Binghe," Shen Qingqiu gasps, pressed against the wall of the cottage. "Binghe, it hasn’t been three days." "But I’ve been very good," Luo Binghe pleads. "Please, Shizun. I won’t even put it all the way in. Just the tip." Shen Qingqiu squirms under the onslaught of messy wet kisses pressed to his neck, his robes pulled away to grant access. "Just the tip," he agrees. / Shen Qingqiu agrees to let Luo Binghe fuck him… with just the tip. It goes about as successfully as you might predict.</blockquote> ➤ extremely cute binqiu being pleased with themselves and having sex about it ➤ one of the tags is "binqiu-typical bad consent etiquette" lol and that's accurate ➤ I love them and they're disasters <3 ➤ 1k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>Jiang Cheng begrudgingly agreed to share Nie Huaisang's table on the condition they went back to a private room; one sect leader spotted in public was bad enough, let alone two.</blockquote> ➤ jiang cheng/nie huaisang ➤ a post-canon fic, running into each other at an inn and Not Talking About Things ➤ a wonderful little interlude of finding space to have a bit of something fun ➤ because sometimes the opportunity to not talk about things, and not even think about things, is what you want the most! ➤ even though everything that happened IS still there. but you're with someone else who knows and understands and has seen you since before anything went bad. ➤ it's great ➤ 1k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>“Rough day, eh?” Phillip asked. “Confounding. Absolutely confounding,” was how the man chose to answer. “The crux of the matter seems most certainly to be banquet, and yet not a hint of malice was cooked into any of the dishes. No poison in the duck, nothing slipped in the wine. For the life of me, I can’t parse it out.” Phillip stared at him for a moment, before throwing out another handful of rice to the ducks. “I’m sorry, what?”</blockquote> ➤ cute little fic for the Knives Out universe, about Benoit Blanc and Phillip's first meeting! ➤ from Phillip's pov and I loved seeing Benoit Blanc from his perspective ➤ 2k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>In many ways it seems that John's life revolves around William Laurence.</blockquote> ➤ from granby pov, about finally moving on and finding happiness in his relationship with little

Summary: <blockquote>“Your highness,” White No-Face sighs. He sounds like a disappointed parent. “You’re harming your cultivation, to go around like this. Your cultivation demands purity.” “Fuck off,” Xie Lian says. (A very drunk Xie Lian is instructed by White No-Face to keep his cultivation vows. He decides to do the opposite.)</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>Sometimes a man's old enough to know his own mind, even if his brother worries, even if his family are living in exile in a mass grave, even if the boy he's set on is an unstable necromancer who could kill them all. Even if he has a history of making dubious choices. A vignette.</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>"Yes, you've been saying my name for the past five minutes," Wei Ying says, worried, and oh heavens, yes, this is indeed his husband. "It woke me up. Were you having a bad dream?" No, it was a good one, Lan Zhan wants to say. You were yourself again – He catches the thought mid-drift, and is mortified. / Lan Zhan sometimes misses Wei Ying's old body, and it's hard knowing he'll never see it again.</blockquote>

<blockquote>If there had just been one person, back then. A single being who had shown him kindness. Would he have become this? In the present, Xie Lian stares at the rift in front of him. Maybe it isn’t too late. He’ll search every world. If this world exists - this cursed world where there was no San Lang to keep him whole - then there must be a world with a San Lang, but no Xie Lian. There must. A Xie Lian from a world without Hua Cheng finds out that he could have ended up happy.</blockquote> ➤ akin to the fics about bing-ge finding his own shen yuan in our world

<blockquote>After Guanyin Temple, Lan Wangji has to adjust to the fact that Wei Ying is here to stay...albeit in a body that's still unfamiliar to them both.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Horatio serves as best he can. He's not sure it's enough.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Airplane's haphazard deep lore has done it again.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"Your predecessor had your advantage in memory, attention to detail, organization, and support from the major sects." Ah, here was the disapproval Nie Huaisang had anticipated. Lan Qiren's expression was severe, his lips pressing briefly together. He continued, "Though you have done well for yourself, you cannot be expected to carry this burden alone. For that reason, in six month's time, I will be retiring from my current position in the Lan Sect." What. That didn't follow at all. "At that time, I will accept your invitation and take up the position you have offered." Lan Qiren's eyes were intent, boring into Nie Huaisang. "Though I expect you to continue without my assistance until then, you may write, both for advice and to get to know one another better." Lan Qiren steepled his fingers on the table between them. "Is that acceptable?" "You're saying yes," Nie Huaisang said slowly, "to the position I offered." "Yes."</blockquote> ➤ the end notes add so much to the experience

<blockquote>In a rare oasis in the endless abyss, Luo Binghe tries to masturbate while thinking about anything besides Shen Qingqiu. You can guess how well that goes for him.</blockquote> ➤ a sadhorny moment of respite for binghe in the abyss. lovely scene-setting, great feels

<blockquote>There are things only Xiao Jingyan can give Mei Changsu; but there are things only Lin Chen knows how to make him take.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"That was an exhibit," Lan Zhan said after a moment. Tarbosaurus bataar, the gem of the Museum of Natural History's collection. "It was," Wei Ying said smugly. "And now it has feathers!"</blockquote>