LINKDING

Summary: If Shizun was hoping to hide his mysterious visitor from his peak, his edict for everyone to leave and not remark on her made it impossible for her to go unremarked on. Ming Fan was currently scurrying around, punishing anyone who suggested anything untoward was possibly happening. This mostly meant people waited to gossip until he was gone. The leading theory was that the woman was from one of the brothels Shizun was rumored to have frequented in the past. Luo Binghe had never seen any evidence that this rumor was true (he was actually concerned that Shizun didn’t know what sex was), so he’d dismissed the claims as slander. Then a woman had prostrated herself at the bottom of the stairs of Cang Qiong and begged that a message be delivered to all on the mountain. It was urgent, she said. She could not say more at this time, but lives depended on the right person hearing these words. “What is the message?” a disciple had asked. The woman raised her head. “Beyonce,” she had said clearly. “Internet. The general concept of astronauts.” ➤ svsss fic featuring another transmigrator coming to qing jing during the pre-abyss era, to talk to sqq about how to derail the plot ➤ I love her perspective on the whole experience! and how baffling sqq finds her desires and priorities ➤ the whole fic is very funny! ➤ 6k words

summary: -dick jokes [screenshot of a text from Peerless Cucumber that reads “Do you still take commissions?”] -passionate ranting no fucking way he’s still alive??? -binghe obsession of course this is how we find out -homoerotic undertones maybe he really was dead and he just rose from the grave to commission art of lbh one last time in a totally hetero way ofc -binghe obsession ofc ➤ it's an outside pov fic consisting of a chat between pidw friends in a discord specifically for discussing Peerless Cucumber ➤ Peerless Cucumber has reappeared after being absent from the internet for a year, and he wants to commission art of himself and his husband in sqq x lbh cosplay ➤ cue the chat going wild ➤ it's SO FUNNY and so much fun, I love this fic both in premise and execution, chef's kiss ➤ 2.4k words

Summary: <blockquote>One of Kazul's grandchildren is shoved not-so-gently out of the nest.</blockquote> ➤ an Enchanted Forest Chronicles fic that takes place post-canon, about one of Kazul's grandchildren ➤ featuring a dragon who doesn't want to have to choose a gender in order to be considered an adult, and a princess who's also a prince ➤ the next generation finding their own ways to be "improper" and shock the the older generation! gender experiences outside the binary! a very fun dragon-and-princess relationship! I loved it all ➤ 8k words in length

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>A spirit has lain sleeping, unmoving, in the woods for longer than anyone can remember. For the girl by his side when he wakes, nothing will ever be the same, as she learns he is both kinder and far more terrible than anyone in her village imagined.</blockquote>

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

<blockquote>After the stresses of being Hutt Space's biggest holostar for a couple octaries, Blorbo the Hutt contemplates retiring to a quiet life of sarlacc bonsai. Set around the same time period as The Mandalorian.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Wang Ningmei has had a fair amount of sex, in her day. Most of it she’d even call good, some of it with people she'd really liked, even loved, some of it both of those things at the same time. But there was something about the simultaneous ease and tension in the room right now, familiarity and newness combining into a heady cocktail that meant every touch and laugh and motion was unexpected but never truly a surprise. She knows these women. She's talked with them, laughed with them, built a thousand stories with them for years. They're hers, in a way she's never conceived of til now, and she's theirs. But she doesn't know them here, like this, slick laughing lips and cracking laughs and the glorious slide of flesh on flesh, and every little thing she learns is like a light turning on inside her, filling her with warmth and want.</blockquote> ➤ epilogue to the forums au

<blockquote>So they decide to go to Erid. It's not like the sciencing stops there.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Théo travels in time (mostly by accident), meets a new friend, has a one-night stand, goes to see a play. A fairly ordinary day in the life of a young Romantic poet, really.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Here is a hard thing: adults' worlds are larger than children's. A place that feels next door to home for an adult can be a foreign land for a child.</blockquote>

<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>A day in the life of the Untheileneise kitchens.</blockquote>

<blockquote>On a winter morning in the 1140s, a parcel is left at the door of the abbey church in Shrewsbury. When its contents turn out to be as contested as they are confounding, Brother Cadfael finds himself with some unexpected expert help.</blockquote>

<blockquote>R' Shaina Cohen (she/they) by-RadRadRabbi Hate to poop the party, but there is no evidence that Judah/Yudah/Yehuda Coen/Cohen/Cohn existed He's an archetype of Jewish folklore, like Shlemiel (the fool) or Hershele (the prankster) 1/2 4:10 PM · Oct 15, 2017· Twitter Web App</blockquote>

<blockquote>The organic whirled around, eyes wide. "Uh, no? No! I mean, I'm not saboteur-ing anything. No sabotage here. Just uh…" She glanced from the chip in her hand to the console in front of her. "Checking the database?" "If by checking, you mean uploading a virus," K-8D1 clarified. "Which is a very strange use of language. I'm a security droid. I should probably arrest or kill you now."</blockquote>

<blockquote>Millennial vs Gen Z? Shen Qingqiu wishes. A young transmigrator has a new idol; Shen Qingqiu is very tired.</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>York, 1997. A schoolteacher reads a peculiar essay on the history of Faerie.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Who really wrote the works of Voltaire? In a highly controversial panel, three major candidates emerge.</blockquote>

<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>Pam Marks is surprised and delighted when four young (looking) people make a big purchase at her Help the Refugees charity shop in suburban England. The political winds and the recession are catching up with her. She's glad to know there are people on her side.</blockquote>

<blockquote>If sentient rivers experience bridges as chains, how do you establish a functional transportation network? Joanna Baker, a girl from Port Paravel, sets out to answer that question with the help of a mechanically-minded naiad. Also featuring a brief diversion into the post-Miraz Narnian tax system!</blockquote>

<blockquote>Mara Glass did not care about "weird hot guy," the supposed "campus cryptid." She had heard of him her first couple years and had him pointed out to her by a classmate once, but what was there to notice? Okay, he was probably thirty, a nontraditional student, so what? There were a number of those around. Apparently he was hot--well congrats to people who were into people, they could keep him. And if you asked Mara, from her extremely objective perspective, those Disney-green eyes were doing a lot of heavy lifting. There was nothing particularly noteworthy about a thirty-something guy who didn't talk about himself to twenty-year-old classmates. He probably had, like, a real life. There were rumors he was married, although Brittany noted that the only reason people thought that was because one time someone heard him finish a phone call with, "You light the candles, I'll bring dinner. I love you." None of that was remotely interesting to Mara. He sounded like a normal person, and she wished people would shut up about him. Then in third year, she had a history class with weird hot guy.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"It is John Uskglass's magic that we do" if so, I want a refund.</blockquote> ➤ omg this is ridic and amazing and I love it and I cackled my way through it ➤ (futurefic about academics discussing the identity of the raven king plus the everlasting strangeite vs norrellite debate)

<blockquote>The immigrants need ceremonies, too.</blockquote> ➤ creating a new ceremony for the first immigrant to decide to join the Exodan fleet

<blockquote>Some perspective on Kip and Eyas following the events of the book.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Crowley is caught in a summoning circle. Aziraphale comes to rescue him.</blockquote>

<blockquote>There's a cottage by the sea where the children like to go. Sometimes it's for ice cream, sometimes it's for a listening ear, sometimes when something goes disastrously wrong.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Zachary Hirsch is quite certain that he's never met Uncle Anthony and Uncle Ezra before, but all sorts of relatives have come out of the woodwork for his bar mitzvah, so it's not like he's surprised. Crowley and Aziraphale occasionally crash b'nei mitzvahs, confuse the bar mitzvah boy, and leave presents.</blockquote>